"Now everyone is staring at that throne, fighting openly and secretly, and the more and more trouble gets bigger, but everyone seems to have forgotten that it is my father who can really decide the throne. ", the third prince further explained.

"He still hasn't spoken, so everyone seems to have forgotten about him, so much so that now he is more presumptuous. ”

"My father doesn't have the heart and ability to solve the Holy Sect now, but I don't believe that he will be willing to sit back and watch the Holy Sect grow and grow, so that it will threaten the rule of the royal family in the future. ”

"Since he is unwilling and unable to deal with the Holy Sect, why not hand over the kingdom to someone who wills?"

"Jane is in the Emperor's Heart!", Duke Luke said in surprise. "It's really a shortcut. ”

The third prince nodded, "Big brother ......," he paused, and did not say the name of this taboo, "He chose the path of rebellion." Sophia seems to have resigned herself to her fate and is out of the game. The second brother chose to take refuge in the Holy Sect and fight against his father. Then I will choose the path of satisfying my father. ”

"And in this, I want to show the determination and strength to confront the Holy Sect, instead of being beaten passively like this, looking weak and powerless. Otherwise, he would not have been able to make up his mind to deliver the kingdom into my hands. ”

"That's what I just said, success is the best, and it's okay not to succeed, as long as my father recognizes my strength and determination. He slowly looked around at the nobles present.

"As long as I have your support, I believe that my father will definitely choose me. ”

......

The streets of the Sanctuary have always been so calm and peaceful, and as for the devastation and ruins left behind, they have all disappeared as if by magic.

Although it is still winter, I don't know what method the flower keepers in the Holy Sect have used to make the lilies on both sides of the road still bloom, and the white is still pure and clean, which adds a bit of wind and snow in this cold winter.

The dilapidated churches have been completely renovated, and when you pass by them, you can faintly hear the melodious prayers and ethereal chants coming from them, making it hard to imagine that these churches have been destroyed to ruins a month ago.

Whether it is ordinary people who come to pray, or priests and nuns who recite the holy scriptures while walking, when greeting or chatting, they will always try to put on a smile on their faces, as if they are trying to replace the sadness of the past with a smile, and forget the sadness of the past with joy.

The two priests walked slowly in the middle of the street, with the older one walking in front and the younger one always half a step behind, following the older priest in the same direction.

"The people are indeed the most forgetful, but how many of them still remember the tragedy after only a month?", the elderly priest sighed as he saw the joyous scene.

It's not necessarily that they forgot, it's just that Donovan thinks that people always have to look forward, even if they are crying in their hearts, they still have a smile on their faces. ”

"What can they do but laugh?" replied the young priest.

"Yes, what else could they do but laugh at this time? That tragedy came and went to an abrupt end, so many people died, so much blood was shed, and all they got in exchange for an ordinary life that was no different from the usual. ”

"No one has come forward to take responsibility for this, and no one has compensated these civilians. Those lost lives were like ants, not worth mentioning. The words of the old priest seemed to be a grievance for the civilians, but his tone was extremely cold, as if he were discussing what to eat for breakfast.

"Donovan, do you know how I feel about this now?", the older priest asked suddenly.

"The impermanence of the world, or the callousness of the nobles, or the mercy of the commoners?", said Father Donovan after a moment's silence, not knowing the purpose of the suddenness of the lord's question.

The older priest shook his head, still in a very flat tone, "I was just thinking that if I die, I must not be as silent as these civilians. Even if it can't make everyone in the entire Saint-Teresan Kingdom submissive, it must make this Holy Radiance City shake. ”

"Let the bells of the whole city ring for me. ”

Father Donovan was shocked, and he looked up at the priest in front of him, only to feel that his body was so high that he could not see the road in front of him.

He lowered his head and said in a humble tone: "Pastor Lisbon, what are you talking about, this Holy Radiance City, is there anyone who doesn't know your name?"

He only heard a chuckle from the Lisbon pastor, as if he was dismissive of what he had just said, "Donovan, you will understand in the future." ”

Father Donovan lowered his face, his expression still humble, but in the sleeves of his shirt, his fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms.

"Is he despising me?", he cried out inwardly, "you wait, old man, for one day you will wag your tail at me like a dog." ”

He clenched his teeth, fantasizing in his heart that the Lisbon Pastor would grovel to him, and even the appearance of currying favor, finally calmed down. It was only then that I remembered what the Pastor of Lisbon had just said: "I was just thinking that if I die, I must not be as silent as these civilians." Even if we can't make everyone in the entire kingdom of Saint-Teresa, we must make this holy city vibrate for it, and let the bells of the whole city ring for me. ”

At the same time as he was tormented by the ambition embodied in this sentence, there was a faint fear in his heart: "As a privy councillor, he can't satisfy him? What position is his goal? Pope? But why did he tell me this ambition?"

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the good mood brought by his imagination just now was completely gone. Although it was cold now, after only walking for a while, Donovan felt himself sweating, and even the underwear inside the holy robe was already wet.

"It's here. The two walked to the huge warehouse, and Lisbon instructed Donovan: "Let the guards open the warehouse." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Father Donovan with a smirk, "Donovan, why did you sweat profusely after only walking such two steps?" You can't just stay in the room all day long to deal with teaching affairs, interpret sacred scriptures, and occasionally exercise your body. Look at you, you're not as good as an old man. ”

"How can I compare to you? Donovan smiled reluctantly, replied tremblingly, and hurried to the warehouse guard, stumbling on the way, and almost falling because of the weakness of his legs.

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