Chapter 491: Meeting
The Pope's words were extremely tragic, but undoubtedly revealed a hint of sadness and ominousness. One of the archbishops hurriedly said, "We won't necessarily lose yet. β
"The cathars are well-equipped and powerful, relying on the terrain of the Holy Cult, they are enough to compete with the city guards. We have a certain amount of armed presence in our churches everywhere and there are many believers throughout the country. Arming those believers may not be impossible!"
"A spark can start a prairie fire, this Violet family has been in charge of the kingdom for so many years, it's time for someone else to sit on that chair!"
"That's right! Actually, we should have done that a long time ago! It seems that we have been naΓ―ve to think that the kingdom of God on earth will be established through peaceful means. Grievous is a wolf with ambitions, and he has long been dissatisfied with the Holy Sect. He saw the flaw and killed us. β
The Pope nodded, "Naturally, we can't just throw in the towel. The most important thing now is three things, which must be done well. β
"First of all, we must resolutely deny the accusation of fabricating false gods and deceiving the world. Externally, we can claim that this was a conspiracy of the royal family, and that all the evidence in that public trial was fabricated by the royal family. And the magic unleashed by the mages is all simulated by magic and used to deceive the public. β
"In short, we can't let the royal family hold the name of righteousness, and we must not fall behind in public opinion. β
"The second thing, since you want to defend the Holy Realm, then all kinds of war preparation materials must be indispensable. In the event of war, the royal family will surely cut off all our supply sources, and then the Sanctuary will be isolated. Therefore, the materials stored in those idols are very important to us, and we must not lose them. β
"But since Lisbon has betrayed us, the royal family must already know about it, and we have hidden all our supplies in the statues in the churches of the Sanctuary. All these materials must be transported to the warehouse for strict protection and centralized processing. β
"The third thing is, we can't stick to the Sanctuary. Hold on, hold on, no matter how long you hold it, you won't have a way to live, you must have external reinforcements. We should send competent cadres to all parts of the country, liaise with the churches in various places to organize rebel armies, and set up a beacon of fire throughout the kingdom, so that the royal family can take care of itself. β
"When the time comes, we will be able to overthrow the brutal rule of the Grievous family!"
The Pope made the final decision and set the main strategy. The archbishops worked together to fill in the gaps and make the plan more complete and not show any flaws. It was only at this moment that they suddenly discovered that the archbishops had been united as never before, and that they had no longer fought openly and secretly, and that they had deviated from morality.
However, the irony is that when the situation of the Holy Religion is very good, they are fighting for power one by one, and they wish that others would die. But it wasn't until this crisis of nine deaths and one life that they suddenly realized and united.
It's just that it's not too late, will they still be in time?
When the archbishops had almost finalized their plans, they realized that it was too late, and they had been discussing it all day. At the end of the meeting, the pope suddenly said: "There is one last question to be discussed: who will be the next pope." β
When the archbishops heard this, they were astonished, how could the Pope raise a question at such a critical juncture? Isn't it a mess? Once there is a problem in the selection of the successor and the Holy Church is torn apart, it will be irretrievable without a fight.
"Your Majesty is in his prime, and there is no need to think about such issues, and besides, now is not the time to think about such issues. β
"Of course I know it's not the time, but I have something I want to do. Once this matter is successful, the crisis will be solved. If I fail, the Holy Church will be entrusted to the next pope. β
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out from a height, as if he had a full view of the rolling red dust and the world. There was no wind in the house, but he felt a little cold, it was cold from above. He sighed slightly, and thought with some self-deprecation: "I have endured it all my life, but I didn't expect it to be old, but I want to be presumptuous at such a time." β
......
The moon is in the sky, and the night is not young.
Emperor Grievous sat alone in the main hall, as if admiring the moon. The guards were all dismissed by him. He was left alone to sit in the center of the huge hall, which made him even more lonely and cold.
Because of this, the footsteps that were not loud were so obvious in this empty hall.
The emperor, who was leaning back in his chair and seemed to be half-asleep, opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of essence.
"I've been waiting for three days, and you're finally here. He seemed to know who was coming, and he was not surprised at all.
"Oh, did you know I was coming?", Pope Gregory stepped out of the shadows and stood in the moonlight. The look of surprise on his face was not hidden in the slightest, "How do you know?"
The Emperor chuckled, "Your character is like that. Remember when your favorite books were knights, and your dream as a child was to become a knight. Now there's this chance to turn the tide, and of course you'll come. β
The Pope sighed lightly, "You laughed at my ideal, saying that I just wanted to be the lover of those noble ladies and want to be more popular, so you secretly nicknamed me a stallion." As he spoke, his face wrinkled slightly, as if he remembered that unbearable memory again.
The Emperor laughed loudly, "You don't have to look aggrieved, my father heard this nickname by chance, but he beat me up." Saying that, he shook his head "tsk", "I also specially apologized to you for this incident, and it was the first time in my life that I bowed my head." β
The two chatted like this, as if two old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years were looking back on the past, and they were talking about Chen Sesame and rotten grain.
As they talked, the two finally couldn't talk anymore, as if the chef was preparing a meal, and no matter how hard they tried, all the ingredients had been used up, and they could only cry out in vain. Now that the only memories they had were gone, they didn't seem to know what to say.
"How many years have I not seen you?", the Emperor suddenly asked.
"It's been fifty years. ", replied the Pope.
"Fifty years, how many fifty years are there in this life. β
"Yes, life is not easy in life, so can you stop this time?", the Pope asked coldly.
"No!" and the Emperor's reply was only one word.
Decisive and unequivocal.
They looked at each other, once childhood friends, then two of the most powerful people in the kingdom, but now they were bitter enemies.
The world is so unpredictable and so ridiculous.