In the Holy Empire, the most vicious curse for a nobleman is not "Get out of hell when you die", but "You're going to talk about doctrine with the guys from the Sacrament Congregation of the Vatican and the Holy See".

This sacramental ministry that floats over the empire like a ghost and a grim reaper, is the "spiritual father" on the continent The Holy See of Byzantio is called the Papal Inquisition, and the Vatlantican Holy See, which split from Byzantio 400 years ago and finally took root and grew in the Holy Empire, is called the Inquisition, even if the Prince of Odis, who dares to publicly insult the patriarch as a lackey of the Emperor Zhu Pi, I am afraid that he will not dare to point fingers at the three dark giants of the Inquisition, even if he is the son of the god of war, the biggest public enemy of the Titan Empire, he only privately complains that the Holy Spirit Hall in the three carriages of the Inquisition is too arbitrary, so it is obvious that the Sacramental Ministries in the Holy Empire is institutionally subordinate to the Vatrentia, but its power is far above the other 2 houses and 8 departments of the Holy See。

The Vatican See is marked by a golden tripod, while the three giants of the Inquisition form a dark triangle.

"Holy Spear" Column Shield.

Imperial Night's Watchman, Teutonic Priest.

And then there's the mother of the "ewes" organization, a mysterious woman nicknamed the Black Goat Queen.

And now, it seems that the only sacramental congregation of the Vatlantican, which rivals the Byzantian Holy See, is about to produce a fourth "Black Patriarch".

In the imperial capital of Jupit, outside the conference room of St. John's Cathedral, the core of the Vatican in the Vatican, a large number of prominent figures who are not usually easy to see gathered, including Cardinal Benjamin Burton, who assisted the Patriarch in charge of the diocese of the imperial capital, although the 45-year-old cardinal has not yet been promoted to the cardinal archbishop who is only one step away from the patriarch's scepter, but as a representative of the young and conservative bishops who have won the trust of both His Majesty the Emperor and the new patriarch, all the nobles, including the imperial capital, believe that this cardinal can go further on the ladder of power, Even the old Cardinal Anita did not hesitate to praise that he saw in this young pious man the shadow of the newest saint Iyeta of the Holy See, and in fact it is said that Bishop Burton has recently been studying the obscure "Teachings of the Holy See", and this cardinal, who is not young but always humble before the world, is now surrounded by a large number of high-ranking clerical officials, such as Archbishop El of the Ministry of Evangelization, who hopes to discover the "Gospel" from the cardinal

Another circle was formed around the 4th Secretary of State of the Senate, Master Parme, who were the most passionate reformers within the Reich and were alien to the group of Benjamin Burton.

In addition to the two large circles, there are two small circles.

An old man, who has stepped into the graveyard with one foot, has lost the desire to pursue the throne of power, and most of them are buried in the vast texts of the Holy See, occasionally looking up, and finally looking away from the great treatises such as "The City of Faith" and "The Teachings", and only squinting at the rise and fall of the younger generation.

A silence, they are all middle and high-level leaders of the Sacricade Ministry, keeping a clear distance from the crowd, even the members of the Inquisition Hall who were ridiculed as the robed nobles by the "Night Watchman", one of the three major organizations within the Sacrament Ministry, deliberately distanced themselves from the bishops who usually had a good relationship in private.

"It is said that this lucky boy is called Augustine, and does it have anything to do with the Rotonchilds, who were so stupid as to commit treason and be sent to the gallows? Saint Ieta has a godson who seems to be named Augustine? But the godson seems to have been absent from this rebellion, and after the death of Mistress Iyeta at the monastery of Maideola three years ago, Augustine was completely lost. ”

"It's this fellow, the poor creature who was pampered and abandoned by the goddess of luck and then extended an olive branch, maybe one day he will be knocked to the ground again, a fellow who can't even be taught by saints, without a firm faith, can only pray to the devil for illusory glory, I'm afraid this is the real cause of Rotonchild. ”

"Then how did he enter the Ministry of the Sacraments, and how could His Majesty the Emperor personally open his mouth to become the head of the new organization of the Ministry of the Sacraments, 'COSMO'?"

"Dear Bishop Robertson, you must have been too focused on studying doctrine. Didn't you hear that this young master Augustine was the informant who exposed the treason of the Rothonchilds?" said a bishop with a keen ear.

"He personally sent that graceful imperial poet, duke, father to the gallows?!"

There was an uproar.

"Haha, this is really a 'loyal' citizen of the Empire. ”

These bigwigs are all characters who are always one or two steps away from the apex in their respective institutions, and the real power in the empire does not need to wait for others.

Waiting is always boring, so they're happy to talk to each other about innocuous little topics.

**According to the Secretariat, after leaving the Monastery of Maideola three years ago, the young man, who has now been stripped of his title, secretly entered the Night's Watch and was promoted four times in two years. Half a year ago, he personally buried the glorious 12th generation of Rotonchild into the abyss of history, and some people say that he witnessed the traitorous duke walk to the gallows, this Augustine is really a terrible madman. ”

"Does this kind of person have friends?"

"It is said that in Maideola, he became acquainted with the young master Nero of the Pompey family and York, the disciple of the current abbot of the abbey of Maideola, and later broke up, and the Count Augustine deserved to be a lonely 'big man'. There was mockery in his tone.

"It is a sad that a young man who could almost compete with Napoleon, the great priest of the imperial capital, is now destined to live in the shadow of the sacrament ministry for the rest of his life. ”

The real magnates have finally taken the stage one after another.

Everyone kept their mouths shut.

Cardinal Gaimu, who was in charge of the Central Diocese, walked slowly, not pushing open the doors of the two heavy conference rooms, and did not seem to intend to be the first to enter the room.

Lord Palme's immediate superior, Second Secretary of State, Sadi, also arrived in the aisle outside the conference room, the cardinal minister ranked 7th in power in the Holy See, with a burly figure and eyes as sharp as a falcon, and even the conceited Palme gradually restrained his arrogant expression, quietly stepped back, and vacated the center position without a trace.

The second secretary of state did not open the door either.

Could it be that there are more important papal seekers than Lord Sadi to attend the meeting?

Who would really take the newcomer who dared to sit on an equal footing with the three major organizations of the Sacramental Ministry, the Hall of the Holy Spirit, the Night Watch, and the Ewes, the head of the "COSMO" who probably had less than 10 personnel at the moment, and the damned betrayer, "Master Augustine", the laughing stock of the empire, seriously?

"Which Bishop said that it was a sad thing for the lovely Augustine to enter our Sacramental Ministry?" a woman of height comparable to Cardinal Sadi suddenly appeared in front of everyone, smiling brightly, and if it weren't for the man standing behind her, who should have been among the legends of the Empire, the bishops would have been happy to turn their gaze a little away from the pair of plump fruits on her chest.

They didn't know who the plump woman in front of them seemed to make Lord Sadi exude a jealous expression, and they didn't think that this woman who seemed to be talking big and liked to swing her body from side to side was a dangerous person, but the bishops all knew that the knight wearing the golden heavy armor behind her was the second royal knight next to Emperor Zhu Pite, second only to the glory of the six great knights of the empire.

"Lord Haihime, please don't mind Archbishop Sove's unintentional words, he does not offend the original intention of the Sacramental Ministries in the slightest. Sadi sighed and bowed her head to the woman a little reluctantly.

"Little Sadi, I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, but you've grown up again. The first impression was that the tall woman who could not talk about the city and wisdom was surprised.

Little Sadi?

The cardinal of the Vatican, who was known for his iron will, said. Rachel: The "Rachel Tiger" who is the only one willing to bow to the three Lords, the Patriarch, and the Secretary of State?

The bishops were dumbfounded.

Mihime-sama?

Bishop Sove, who had lived in the imperial capital for more than 30 years and was qualified to learn some of the background of "Lord Haihime", felt that his legs were limp, his head was sweating profusely, and he felt that Satan was dragging him by the neck and dragging him to hell.

In the Vatican, except for the Patriarch, the second to fourth places in the top ten of the Holy See for half a century have never changed, they are the imperial holy spear that stands high above as if standing on the top of the gods, the Holy Column Shield, this old man who has lived for nearly 150 years from the second in line to the Pope of Byzantio to the dark giant of the Vatican, in front of him, money, power, and power seem to be dwarfed, like dust and ants.

The third is the Duke of Teutton, who still makes appearances from time to time among the Big Three, the leader of the Night's Watch, and the pinnacle of magic and arcane.

Fourth, it's this first time I met and thought it was a special woman by the bed of a certain nobleman with a unique taste.

Sadi's fear is not the title and halo of the "Mother of Ewes" on her head, but a "little joke" similar to her "little joke" of refining the cardinal of the Byzantian Holy See into a puppet with black alchemy.

The Holy See of the Vatlantican fought against the arrogant and arrogant Byzantian Holy See with the Sacramental Ministries for 700 years, and only nearly 50 years in the long years did it regain a huge disadvantage, relying on and relying on the mouths of the scholastic theologians of the Holy Court of Pardon or the Congregation of the Doctrine of the Faith, but bloody underground wars again and again, which were thrilling that even many big nobles and old magnates had never had the opportunity to see in their lifetimes, so the second secretary of state Sadi was not only afraid of this actual age of at least 90 years old, but also paid homage from the bottom of his heart。

"Are you lost?"

The "Black Goat Queen" smiled to herself, put her finger on the hemorrhoid on her lips, tilted her head, and said with a confused expression, "What the cutest butcher in our sacrament department." ”

The word butcher came out of her mouth, and even Sadi couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, not understanding what terrible feats Augustine and the Inquisition had done in the past two years.

A large group of bishops swallowed in unison.

They hoped that the "lovely" Young Master Augustine, the future Fourth Giant, would not hear his extremely stupid conversation.

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Sister Charlotte is an ordinary white priest of St. John's Cathedral, who has been determined to dedicate her life to the Almighty Lord since she was a child, and has been in charge of the library for 16 years in the cathedral.

The old patriarch always liked to stand undisturbed in the thick shelves of the library and meditate.

Occasionally, a few cardinal archbishops were seen walking in the cathedral, and the old people always dragged a red and luxurious church robe, moving forward meticulously, as if they were not bound by anything in the world, and naturally they would not notice the inconspicuous Charlotte among the many clergymen in the distance who bowed their heads slightly, their eyes were pious and awe-inspiring.

There is also a special mention of the young man Napoleon, who was once the youngest archpriest of the empire, who always had a little white cat squatting on his shoulder, and he was the only big man who passed by Charlotte and smiled, which made Charlotte, who had too many freckles on her face, jump for many days.

The cathedral is huge, like a labyrinth, and Charlotte, who has lived for 16 years, sometimes goes the wrong way, so her main task today is to lead the way for some of the big people of the Holy See who have come from outside the imperial capital, and she is glad that her words and deeds today are strictly in accordance with the canons of the doctrine, and the meeting is about to be held, and she will return to work in the huge library next.

After turning the corner, there is a long marble corridor with beautiful patterns painted on the floor, and if no one is present, Charlotte will secretly mischievously jump the lattice.

Luckily, there is no one today.

It's a good sunny day.

As soon as Charlotte took the first step, she immediately did not dare to move.

Because without warning, a figure appeared at the end of the hallway.

A young man.

A white priestly robe with no status.

Perhaps because of the angle, the sun's rays shone obliquely at him through the delicate stone pillars, blooming behind him, especially brilliantly.

He walked slowly towards Charlotte, his eyes calm, and the corners of his mouth wore a warm smile that definitely did not belong to the nobles of the imperial capital, which immediately reminded Charlotte of Napoleon, who the cathedral agreed that one day he would become the leader of the Holy See.

"Isn't the meeting room far from here?" asked the young priest softly, politely and serenely.

Charlotte nodded mechanically, overwhelmed. She found that the priest's robes, who had overheard her recklessness, were not only not gorgeous, but rather a little old, perhaps because they had been washed too many times, and they looked badly faded, but it was clean and tidy, was it a poor ordinary priest? Charlotte wondered slightly, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can you point me in the general direction?" the young man laughed slightly awkwardly, "this place is a little too big for me to think at first." ”

Charlotte smiled and pointed in the right direction.

This is certainly not a nobleman or a big man, because the old nuns say that both are the ones who are the least willing to admit that they are inadequate.

"Thank you very much for your advice. The young priest whispered, drawing a Vatican-standard gesture on his chest.

Charlotte also hurried to return the salute.

The pious and peaceful young priest did not seem to fit well with the heavy atmosphere of St. John's Cathedral, but Charlotte didn't think much of it, maybe she was just a monk who came to borrow books from the library.

Pass.

He turned from a corridor filled with warm sunlight to another corridor that had not been blessed by light.

Charlotte turned her head, intentionally or unconsciously, only to see a figure that made her indescribably back.

The hem of the white robe sways gently and regularly.

Go further and further.

Gradually sinking into darkness.

Stunned, Charlotte turned around, let go of her hand, and accidentally dropped a book in her arms on the ground, the book was spread out and lying on the marble, right in the center of a obsidian flower drawing, she bent down and saw a line of words, which was a sentence at the end of "Chapter 13 of the Song of Ayohan".

"He alone came from the divine, to eternal immortality. ”