It's hard to believe that even at this point, he can still be so confident. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the question is, why is he?

The adults from the south who were traveling with the Bishop of Tiffano quickly bowed their heads and whispered, realizing that they had made no mistake and that Mass would never be elected, and they finally turned their attention back to the young sun, but inevitably, this peace of mind was somewhat mixed with caution - after all, it was Mass, and no amount of preparation and careful planning was enough for them to have foolproof confidence.

By this time, Mass had put the quill in his hand back into the inkwell, and he left the bench and walked to the center of the election hall, and then stood there, facing the people in front of him or expectation, or doubt, or apprehension, and other complex emotions, he did not speak immediately, as if he was thinking about something, he just stood quietly like that, until there was no sound in the election hall.

In front of him, there were representatives from various dioceses on the mainland who had the right to vote.

Behind him are the representatives of the Senate who have the final say on the number of votes.

He said slowly: "Since you do not want me to temporarily exercise the rights of cardinal archbishop of Noi diocese as the exarch, and say that there is no so-called acting cardinal archbishop in the Holy See, then I will comply with your wishes and give up becoming the acting cardinal of Noi. After a pause, he completely ignored the sudden astonishment and noisy discussion of the people in front of him, just turned around and put his right hand on his left chest, bowed slightly to the 10 senatorial representatives behind him, and then continued word by word: "Next, before the final round of voting, what I want to tell you is that I want to be directly the cardinal archbishop of the diocese of Noi, not the acting archbishop. ”

There was an uproar.

Even the road to becoming a acting archbishop was bumpy and bumpy, and he even tried to become an archbishop directly?

There has never been a precedent for the Holy See to act as a cardinal, but where has there ever been a cardinal under the age of 40 for thousands of years?

A young priest from the south subconsciously stood up, perhaps because his abrupt rise made him the focus of attention, or it may be that he was nervous in the face of the unavoidable nervousness of the Holy See, but in the end he still mustered up the courage and said bravely: "But after all, you are only 39 years old, according to the canon, you cannot become a cardinal archbishop, and having the qualification to be a candidate for cardinal archbishop is already the greatest honor that the Lord has given you." ”

"The canon says this?"

Mass obviously asked knowingly, but fortunately, as if he quickly realized that his attitude was really inappropriate, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Okay, there is indeed this rule, but priest, since you mentioned this rule, I believe you must feel like me that this rule that has existed for thousands of years is no longer suitable for our time, and even if it can continue to exist, then it should be modified to some extent, such as adjusting the age of 40 to the age of 35?" If I am not mistaken, our Majesty St. Urban, since his accession to the throne, has adjusted more than one canonical statute, and you should remember very well that the last article of the canon: His Holiness the Pope has all the right to amend, repeal, and add to the canonical statutes. ”

No one made a sound anymore.

No one would ever question why the young man would think that His Majesty the Pope would revise the canon for him at this time.

Because, as he said, God is on his side after all.

The adults in the south were shocked and quickly exchanged heads, subconsciously they felt that things should not be like this, although everything that Mass said was reasonable, they would definitely be able to find a mistake and complete the counterattack, besides, did the big people in the imperial capital who did not want Mass to be elected really have no other arrangements?

But in the end, they still couldn't get up, because while they were panicking, the old man, who was sitting on the far right and had not spoken since the first round of the election, slowly stood up, and at that moment, although in this election hall, the young Mass was the most dazzling sun, but the old man still easily attracted everyone's attention, including the representatives of the Senate on the stage.

The old man was naturally the greatest 'enemy' of the Mass, the Bishop of Tiffano.

This man has great prestige in several major provinces of the Southern Diocese, The old man, who also had full influence in the Senate, did not look at his enemies, he just looked at his followers calmly, and sighed on his wrinkled face: in the past few decades, although under the painstaking management of their old men, they have successfully pinched the entire southern diocese into a mess and have a considerable degree of voice within the Holy See, but after all, they are too far away from St. John's Cathedral, the center of power in the Holy See, which leads to their backbone, the successors of the future Southern Diocese, although they are not lacking in ability and skill, but their vision is still limited。

Just as his followers are confined to the struggle in the electoral hall, the Mass has raised the struggle to the level of His Holiness the Pope, and if they continue to fight, who will be their real enemy?

Fighting with His Holiness the Pope?

"Pattern. ”

The old man sighed and quickly decided, they really hadn't failed yet, and Tiffano was willing to believe that if they continued despite all odds, even if they didn't stop the young sun's ascension to the throne in the end, they would at least be able to leave a stain under his glossy robes that might even affect his future - but the point is, is it necessary?

He raised his hand to signal the priests and bishops of the southern diocese to be quiet, and then in an old voice, he said slowly: "I'm old......"

"It took me 16 days to travel in a carriage from the southern province of Ilyin to the imperial capital, and it was not a pleasant journey. Ignoring the inexplicability of the adults in the electoral hall, the old man turned his gaze to the Mass, which was not far from him, and he continued: "When I came, I was thinking, this time I will not go back to St. John, after all, the journey is long, if I see the Lord on the way back, and the Lord asks me why, how shall I answer? ”

Confused.

Many people didn't understand what the old man was trying to say for the first time.

Even the adults in the south understood what the old man meant only after they grasped that the old man said that he wanted to keep the Basilica of St. John.

They subconsciously became emotional and wanted to stop it, and several adults who were close to the powerful people of the imperial capital were almost excitedly shouting that they had not yet failed.

But the old man didn't give them a chance after all.

He just pressed his palm slightly, and they had to remain quiet.

The old man still calmly looked at the young sun in front of him.

Mass was silent, but his heart was full of admiration, and of course he knew that the old man was using his withdrawal from competition to exchange the future for the South.

He gave up his personal journey of glory and chose to lay the strongest foundation for his southern clergy at St. John's Cathedral, holding up the brightest starry sky.

It's an exchange, but it's also a wise choice.

Of course, most enemies should be treated with blood without hesitation, but some enemies can only be given respect.

Mass thought for a moment and said, "Bishop Rions in the Presidium of the Senate is not in good health, and I believe he will be more than willing to accept your help. ”

The old man nodded lightly and made a cross gesture on his chest.

The Mass returned the salute, and his eyes were complicated.

The dust has settled.

The election house next to St. John's Cathedral has finally lit up again.

Under the moonlight, white smoke curled.

......

"It seems that our young Missal Doge, oh no, it should be the Cardinal Archbishop by now, has finally remembered that tonight is the bar mitzvah of his goddaughter. ”

On Van Domhain Castle at the end of the Dodge District of the imperial capital, looking at the white smoke in the night sky in the distance, Queen Diana, who was dressed in purple dancing in the wind, frowned slightly, she couldn't understand, she didn't understand why the black smoke rose six times until the seventh time to finally complete the election. Is it really just because the people of Tiffano in the south should not be underestimated? This is impossible, although it does not belong to the Holy See, but as the chief secretary of state of the Empire, Queen Diana knows far more than the group of Bishop Tifano the true meaning of this election, it was originally the first prelude to the Mass touching the Patriarch's scepter, it can be said that the Holy See has long implemented the will that the Mass will become the youngest cardinal archbishop in the Holy See for thousands of years, in this case, why did it take so long?

Is it because Mass wants to do something else through this election?

Behind her, Lucia, who also saw the white smoke, didn't care about the obscure inside story of this election, she just looked at the white smoke and said casually: "Next, when the youngest cardinal archbishop in the history of the Holy See appears in Violet Manor, does it mean that everything is over tonight?" ”

"No, these are two things. ”

Queen Diana rubbed the ring on her finger and said softly: "Although it is not clear what kind of agreement the old Duke of Constantine has with Mass, Mass will help Sophia, but he will definitely not interfere in the problems faced by Alfred's heir, he should know that if he wants to take Augustus out of the imperial capital, unless he is willing to stand on the opposite side of the entire imperial capital aristocracy." ”

"Did he really give up Augustus like that?"

"Of course, it's a pity, but it's a pity that Alfred's gold mine is not big enough. Diana's lips lifted slightly, full of mockery.

Lucia's charming face was filled with hesitation, and she stopped talking.

"Anna, do you really watch Count Alfred's only heir die in the imperial capital?"

Queen Diana turned quietly, staring at Lucia's eyes with some strange oddity, until the latter lowered her head slightly, as if she did not dare to make eye contact with her, and she withdrew her gaze.

Then, after a long time, she suddenly said something that Lucia could not understand at all.

"Sometimes, we have to make the wrong choice, and maybe that's how we can get on the right path. (To be continued.) )