Chapter 5 Return to the Preface to the Royal Capital (Medium)

It stands to reason that the new cardinal would have to meet with His Majesty the Emperor, but Geffenhardt XVII had already gone on a tour of the south. Therefore, this time, the Bishop naturally did not see His Majesty the Emperor.

When the beloved Empress was sick, the Emperor went on a parade, which was obviously not his own will, but the unanimous intention of the Grand Priest, the Prime Minister and the head of Roland. If the young emperor had to face the complicated political problems brought about by the cardinal, he was undoubtedly unable to deal with them, and the inextricable relationship between those problems, not to mention the improper handling, even the consequences of a single gaffe or gaffe could be troublesome. A cardinal sent by His Majesty the Pope is not an easy fool. So instead of staying here, it's better to go out and leave the Prime Minister and Rodhart and the like, so that they have more space to play to their heart's content.

However, it was not just the two of them, on the contrary, after meeting with the cardinal, these two people were both very few words and looked a little strange, but it was Archpriest Ryan who spoke first: "Lord Javi can be appreciated and trusted by His Majesty the Pope at such a young age, and the award of the position of cardinal at this time is unique even in the history of the church, what a genius." From the old man's point of view, whether it is your martial arts or magic cultivation, you are indeed extraordinary. ”

"Where, you've won a prize. The cardinal smiled lightly. He naturally heard that this was a foreshadowing, and what he was going to say below was the main topic.

Grand Priest Ryan sighed and said, "Speaking of which, we've had a real problem lately. Her Majesty has been in a slight ill health recently. It's a pity that our cultivation of white magic is really shallow, and I can't do anything about His Majesty's condition. Therefore, we have also been waiting for your visit, Your Excellency, and with your profound and profound light spells, I think you will surely be able to relieve Her Majesty's pain. ”

Although both of them were a little distracted, but hearing the words of Grand Priest Ryan, the looks of the Prime Minister and Rodhart couldn't help but be a little unnatural at the same time, but the two of them didn't speak. It was uncomfortable for both of them to use this as a tool, but most importantly they had to admit that it was a good idea.

Her Majesty's illness can now be said to be a major heart disease that plagues the entire upper echelons of the royal capital. Although it has already been treated by two priests who are proficient in medicine and white magic. But apart from the fact that the queen's body fluctuated slightly and strangely, there were no other obvious lesions. However, the white magic, which was originally absolutely beneficial and harmless to the human body, made her have an uncomfortable reaction, and there was no definite conclusion when the imperial doctor and the therapists of the magic academy were summoned to discuss the research.

As long as the cardinal refuses, it is naturally a show of weakness, which can be regarded as a disadvantage, and everything will be easy to handle in the future. But if the young cardinal made a fool of himself and made Her Majesty's illness worse, it would be an excellent handle and excuse. It's just that the Prime Minister and Rodhart would rather this happen.

The new cardinal frowned. Asked: "I don't know what kind of illness Her Majesty is ailment? Even the priest of the Academy of Magic can't do it?" As far as I know, the Academy of Magic has the best attainments in physical magic......

Grand Priest Ryan showed a strange expression that didn't know whether he was happy or sad, and said: "Even we don't know what kind of disease it is, obviously we don't see any pathologies in Her Majesty's body, and there are no diseases, evil and poisonous plagues in her body, but Her Majesty the Queen always has no spirit and appetite, and can't eat and drink. Moreover, His Majesty's body seems to be a little repulsed and uncomfortable with our white magic, and we checked the information before we deduced that this is probably a very rare tumor. But this should not be a problem for the Bishop. Celeste is a sacred place in the eyes of all light mages. The Bishop is one of the geniuses, and the white magic must be pure and profound, and it should not disappoint us. ”

Bishop Javi frowned slightly and thought for a moment, then showed a happy bright smile and nodded and replied, "Okay, then let me do my best." Solve your Majesty's problems. ”

Half a day later, Bishop Javi arrived at the palace, accompanied by the Grand Priest and the Prime Minister and Rodhart, followed by several priests and priests.

Although the emperor was absent, the ailing queen still received the cardinal in the main hall. Her face became more and more pale, and although she did not appear to be visibly emaciated, her feeble eyes looked even more desolate and haggard.

When she first saw that the new cardinal was so young, Her Majesty the Queen also showed a look of great surprise, and then heard that the cardinal was diagnosing and treating her, and said with a slightly panicked look: "I don't need to work Bishop, I just need to recuperate......

Grand Priest Ryan coughed twice. "Your Majesty," he said. Bishop Javi is here on purpose, and I'm afraid it's not good for you to refuse like this. ”

The queen looked at the Chancellor and Rodhart's two. Both of them also had a look of embarrassment and some desire to speak, but they both nodded after all.

"Your Majesty need not be afraid, the light of the Lord can sweep away all suffering. The cardinal smiled brightly and put his hand on Her Majesty's forehead. The queen winced slightly, but still sat quietly and closed her eyes.

"The Lord has mercy on the world, and shines on the world with incomparable brilliance, removing all ......," Bishop Javi recited the prayer softly, a faint glow of white magic shining through the palm of his hand.

The queen suddenly snorted softly, and her body shook. Under the light of white magic, her face was as white as a white paper that had been bleached repeatedly, not only was it so white that there was no blood, but even the slightest vitality seemed to be gone.

"Huh?" Bishop Javi withdrew his hand as well, a look of surprise on his face.

Both Prime Minister Mrak and Rodhart stepped forward at the same time with panicked faces, and if it weren't for the fact that Her Majesty was actually sitting there, the uncomfortable expression on her face was not too heavy, and they would have thought she was dead just by that look. Only Archpriest Ryan had an imperceptible smile on his face: "Lord Bishop, I'm afraid it's still..."

It was at this time. Bishop Javi raised his hand abruptly.

His gaze was still on the queen, but the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by solemnity and contemplation. This expression was revealed on his face, which had been smiling, and the sudden bearing and momentum made everyone feel it clearly, and everyone unconsciously stopped their movements under his raised hand. Grand Priest Ryan didn't look any further, and Chancellor Mrak and Rodhart didn't step forward again, all eyes focused on him.

Bishop Javi tilted his head and took a deep breath. Closing his eyes, he put his hand back on Her Majesty's head. This time, it was no longer the hand that emitted the white **** light. It's his whole body. With this movement, the three people in the room all had the illusion that it was no longer a person, but a statue full of divine power, and a calm surge swept out of his expression, his body, and his standing.

Prime Minister Mrak and Rodhart had wanted to open their mouths and step forward to stop them. But in the majestic momentum of the cardinal, he unconsciously did not move. It wasn't fear or any other emotion, it was just that the ease and confidence in the gesture just now made the others fully believe him.

"The Lord says, there is pain, there is darkness, but faith can make you feel the light......" As the prayer was pronounced from his mouth one by one, the white magic light on Bishop Javi's body became brighter and brighter, and even his figure was drowned in it.

The light is getting brighter and stronger. The hall was flooded with this holy light, and at the same time there was a surge of mana. Anyone standing in this hall can feel this wave of magic fluctuations like a tsunami on their skin, and the heavy vitality and holy light fill this hall, and even every breath of air they breathe in seems to make their bodies feel business and vitality, purifying all discomfort in their bodies.

The look of surprise on the faces of the three archpriests was getting heavier and heavier, but what they were surprised was not the strength of the cardinal's magic power. He was surprised by the way he used magic, which was not the kind of peace that white magic should have.

A deep cry came from the dazzling white light, and at the same time the light brightened to a climax. In the intense light and magical fluctuations, everyone could feel that the hall seemed to tremble.

Not only the people in the main hall, but also the priests and priests standing on the ground outside the temple could feel this strange tremor. But the hall itself did not move, not even the teacup on the table did not shake a bit, this is not a force that actually exists, just a momentum that can involve people's hearts and souls, a force field.

In the library of the Academy of Magic, an old priest who was immersed in reading suddenly looked up. I snorted in surprise. looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace.

In the main hall, Bishop Javi still stands. But he had withdrawn his hand, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. Although the tiredness on his face was heavy, the smile like sunshine resurfaced on his face, and he looked at Her Majesty with a smile.

Her Majesty's eyes had been opened, and she looked at the cardinal in front of her with horror. Her face flushed with ruddy, and life and energy seemed to return to him.

Everyone let out a low exclamation, the Grand Priest was surprised, Prime Minister Mrak and Rodhart were surprised, and the maids next to them cheered.

"What's wrong, Old Pastor Tom?" In the library, several other young apprentices and apprentices of magic turned to look at the old man who made a sound. They had just been talking together about the new cardinal. That is the same age as them, but it is completely incomparable, and the status, demeanor, manners, etc. can evolve into countless topics of conversation.

The old priest still frowned with a look of uncertainty on his face, looked around, and slightly wrinkled his nose and took a few breaths in the air.

"What the hell is going on?" asked the young men in amazement.

The old priest looked at them, glared at them, and said, "It seems that someone has made a fart." ”

Several young people suddenly booed, and one of them almost fell without standing firmly.

"Oh, hell, I knew this old man was getting nervous again. ”

"Lord, forgive this old fellow for speaking in this sacred temple. I can testify that he didn't mean it. It's just that there's something wrong with the head. ”

"God above, are you really a clergyman? I guarantee you would have been burned at the stake if it had been in Celeste. ”

"Are you a dog's nose? Why do you smell it when we stand so close to each other? You didn't put it. ”

"Do you think we're just like you, and we fart no matter the occasion?"

The old man spat in the direction of the young men, and said, "I didn't say that you put it, but a few of you." I'm not qualified to smell this fart. He then frowned again, looked around, and muttered thoughtfully, "Who the hell is it... It seems to be a new place..."

"Who's new? You can't be the new Bishop. A magic apprentice said with a smile.

"Oh. Lord. You've been infected with madness by that old man. ”

"But before I think it's time to heal our stomachs, and the Lord says it's time to have lunch. A few young men laughed and left, leaving only the old priest sitting behind the caretaker's counter in the huge library.

The old priest closed the book, glanced in the direction of the palace, lay in the chair and slowly closed his eyes, and in the empty library there was his inaudible voice to himself: "Maybe it's really this kid......"

in the Royal Palace. Seeing Her Majesty's obviously rosy face, everyone was excited.

"G... Your Majesty, are you alright?" Prime Minister Mrak's face flushed, but it was from excitement. She was the first to grab the Queen's hand, but she was stunned again. "But why are your hands still so cold?"

The queen nodded and smiled reluctantly and said, "Sister, I'm fine, I'm in good spirits." Thank you, Your Excellency. Although her spirit is indeed much better. But the smile seemed to be very reluctant.

"Miss Mrak, rest assured. Bishop Javi smiled at the Prime Minister, and his smile was like a spring breeze and a drizzle. "Your Majesty has just recovered from a serious illness, and his confidence is still very weak. As long as you eat and recuperate, you will soon be able to fully recover. ”

"It's wonderful, Your Majesty. You can eat something. The joy on Rodhart's face was by no means pretended, and in any way he cared more about the queen's body than anyone else. But the queen only glanced at him, and the melancholy in her eyes mixed with something else startled him.

"The White Magic of the Bishop is truly extraordinary. This has made countless doctors and pastors feel helpless and their pains dissipate in the hands of adults, which is really admirable. Her Majesty's recovery from illness is also a great joy. Grand Priest Ryan coughed, and although his words were full of praise, there was not the slightest joy in them. He didn't expect that this strange disease that made everyone helpless really cured this young man, this time not only did not give him a dismissal, but it seemed that he had a lot of political capital to succeed single-handedly.

"Miss Mrak, I'm tired, I think I need a break now. Bishop Javi turned to the Prime Minister. "Your Majesty's body is still very weak, and you also need to cultivate quietly. Don't be disturbed for a while. ”

"I see. The Academy of Magic has prepared a place for adults to rest. Grand Priest Ryan will take you there right away. "Mrakzai instructed the maids to arrange for the queen to rest.

"That's right. Your Majesty. As he was leaving, Bishop Javi suddenly remembered something. Turning around, he greeted the queen. The smile on his face was still so bright, bright and atmospheric, and even his words had a sunny and warm taste: "Your Majesty." I'll give you a piece of advice, just eat what you need to eat, and don't force yourself. ”

It had been half a day since Bishop Javi returned to the Academy of Magic, and night had fallen.

In the palace, under the rejuvenation of the cardinal's skillful hand, everyone could see that Her Majesty's face was much better, and her spirit was much more energetic, and she no longer lay on the couch and did not move, but on the contrary, she was so energetic that she even seemed a little strangely anxious.

"Your Majesty, the Bishop has said that you must eat something to recover, and these porridges are carefully prepared by the imperial kitchen......"

"Take it, take it, get out of the way......" Her Majesty's spirit was indeed fully recovered, and even her temper was bigger than before, and it seemed to have returned to her rough temper when she was a girl. She kept walking up and down the dormitory, looking restlessly at the maid with the bowl of porridge.

"Your Majesty, aren't you hungry? Do you want something else to eat? I can get it for you. The maid asked cautiously. She knew the queen's habits better, and the queen's favorite thing was not the food of the palace kitchen, but the kind of bits and pieces of snacks on the street outside.

"Hungry?" Her Majesty paused, as if the word had indeed moved her. She turned her head to look at the maid.

The queen stared at the maid, her face flushing getting heavier and heavier, and her breathing became thicker.

The maid couldn't help but take a step back, she did see the appetite she wanted to see in the queen's eyes, but the light from those already beautiful eyes sent chills down her waistcoat.

The queen walked over and reached out and grabbed the maid's shoulder, her gaze fell on the maid's snow-white neck, and she swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Suddenly, the queen's body shook, and she pushed the maid out of the bedroom almost in a hurry, and then closed the door with a bang. Her somewhat hysterical voice came from inside: "Who said I was hungry, I wasn't hungry at all, I wasn't hungry......"