St. Hume's Cathedral, nine o'clock in the evening, it was a somewhat busy night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tomorrow is the inauguration, and now the whole interior of the church is enveloped in an atmosphere called excitement, and although there have been some surprises these days, the whole day has been relatively smooth.

The establishment of each cathedral is a symbol of the strength and future of the sect, and the completion of St. Seuchim's Cathedral has made some people uncomfortable, but many people feel proud and proud.

"Your Excellency, the preparations for tomorrow's inauguration ceremony have been completed, and this is the process book, you can see. ”

The priest stood in the episcopal chamber inside the Holy See, and in front of him was a large golden chair, framed in pure gold, inlaid with various precious stones, and the place where it rested was high and thick, filled with red velvet cushions, and he knew how comfortable it was to sit on this chair that represented status.

At this time, there was a man sitting on it, with golden hair, slightly wrinkled cheeks, and a tall body, and there was always a mysterious and noble aura on his body.

Looking at him, the priest seemed to see the gods right in front of his eyes, and there was no other emotion in his heart except respect.

The bony hand reached out to take the text, looked it up and down, ran his finger over the row of records that the two princesses had come forward to praise, tapped and closed it.

"Any news?"

Battier rested his hands on the table, and at his hand was an open religious text of the Holy See.

"The thug who infiltrated the cathedral last night hasn't been found...... Metropolitan Battier, tomorrow the government and the people of the Cathedral of Saint-Jego will come......"

The priest was a man who paid special attention to current affairs, and he knew that the situation had been a little tense lately, so he couldn't restrain himself and asked the question cryptically.

"What's the matter, is there any problem with them coming? Is it a problem that the priests of St. Jego's Cathedral, who are also servants of God, have come to celebrate the inauguration of St. Hume's Cathedral for us? The government is also very sincere this time, and has sent two princesses, we should be happy...... Priest, don't think too much, it's an obstacle for you to serve the gods, go down first, I'm going to pray, okay?"

Metropolitan Batyr smiled and looked at the priest, who stepped back in fear, knowing that he had crossed the line.

Squeak~

The door slowly closed, and Battier glanced at the Holy See religious texts next to him, his fingers twisting the cover.

"Poor texture, contentless language, low beliefs...... Inferior, too inferior, you need the real God to save you......"

Flicking his hand to close the text, Battier's eyes were full of disdain, and he leaned back, opened the drawer under the table, and took out a locked wooden box from inside.

Reaching out and opening it, there was a purple crystal and a very delicate small text.

I brought a special spar projector from the side, put the purple spar in it, and started playing.

A misty image flashed through it, and Battier's eyes widened for fear of missing a single frame.

"God, I seek you...... When will you see me?"

Kissing the hedron and the text, Battier had a satisfied look on his face.

Drip~Drip~

The sudden sound made Battier's brow furrow fiercely, and his fingers pressed a button on the table, and he breathed a few sighs of relief, adjusted his state and pressed it again.

A silver metal rod reached out of the side of the table in front of Battier's eyes, and a hedron screen extended down through the crack in the middle of the metal rod.

"Bishop Battier, what......'s the situation? I still feel a little risky. ”

In the image, there is an old man with a vicissitudes of life, wearing a purple-red gold-encrusted silk robe, and on his left side there is an equally delicate crown, which would definitely bring tears of excitement to the eyes of the Holy See if there were any followers of the Holy See here.

Holy See Pope!

"Your Majesty, two years ago, I proposed and elaborated this plan to you...... Isn't this for the future of our Holy See? If we want to cooperate with the Holy See, we must seek a sufficient position, and the current state is not possible, and if we want to truly proclaim glory, we must have a real foothold...... How can mortals be allowed to oversee the gods?"

Battier's eyes are reverent, and his words are sincere.

"I know that...... But in case of failure, the Cathedral of St. Hume cost ...... Hold on. ”

Someone probably came in on the Pope's side, and he was absent from the spar screen, only his faint voice, and after about two minutes, he reappeared: "Bishop Battier, the government has once again rejected our request, I think it is really useless to blindly apply, as you said, we must make changes." ”

"You're absolutely right, my Pope, you don't get anything without paying, and the gods will praise our efforts when they see them, won't they?"

"Yes, I'm sure so...... Battier, I sometimes think...... Should we have more faith, we can't just believe in the present...... Angel, we need a true God, don't we, what do you think?"

There was always a pause in the Pope's words on the hedron screen, as if he was thinking about the choice of words, and as if he was hiding some of his intentions.

"That's why we have this plan, don't we? we need a place where we can stand and not be supervised by any being, so that we can welcome our true god, His Majesty, and after tomorrow, I promise that everything will change. ”

"I trust you, Bishop Battier, I have always trusted you, and may you always be bathed in divine light...... Good bye. ”

"Goodbye, Your Majesty!"

The hedron screen dimmed, and Battier leaned back in his chair, the screen in front of him retracting into the table.

"Angel ...... They're worthy of angels...... Stupid!"

Battier got up and entered the inner room.

Somewhere inside St. Hume's Cathedral, Serra is scrubbing the stone columns.

When she finally reached the staircase leading to the top floor of St. Hume's Cathedral, she wiped it very carefully, and the two clergymen who had just come down from it praised her.

"That's about it...... As long as the key load-bearing place is destroyed, no one will be able to come up. ”

Two fist-sized cloudy crystals were taken out from under Serra's skirt, glue from her pockets, and finally they were all lowered into the shadows below the stairs.

After finishing the arrangement, Serra continued to wipe down the handrails, she had always been so diligent, and whoever saw her wiping down items and mopping the floor spotlessly clean would say that she had a good talent for cleaning houses.