The situation changed further when the whole city of Rome was in a state of unease and excitement over the rumors of the imminent Third Synod.

The Italian emperor, who had never been in charge of the city of Rome, suddenly sent 5,000 elite soldiers to be stationed outside the city of Rome.

At the same time, near Rome, the armed forces of the Church belonging to various factions flocked to the city of Rome.

"Are you going to war?"

At the meeting of the Archbishopric, the usually steady Chief Archbishop Siegel couldn't help but slap the table.

"All of them are recruiting soldiers and knights, if we only know the use of force, then what is the difference between us and those nobles who only have swords in their heads."

"Your Majesty, you can't say that, when was the last time an army was so close to the city of Rome? It's not that we're going to go to war, it's what you and that Italian king want to do? ”

"Your Majesty, do we really want to wait for your scepter to pierce our hearts before we resist? Wouldn't that be a little too late? ”

"Your Majesty, if I'm not mistaken, it seems that the first to transfer troops into the city is the bishop of the Sun God line. Why, is it possible that you want to tell us that you are transferring troops to protect everyone? ”

"Your Majesty? What else is the crown, when the conference is over, it is difficult to say whether there is a chief or not. I think it's because some people see that the situation is wrong and want to jump off the wall in a hurry. Why, now the thief is starting to shout to catch the thief? ”

“......”

To Siegel's surprise, the purple-clothed archbishop present ridiculed each other in the face of his accusations, leaving him no affection at all.

And his former most loyal allies were silent one by one, as if they were ready to stand by and watch.

The situation in front of him made Siegel smell a hint of danger, and this meeting was even more unfavorable to him than the last time he announced the reform of the election qualifications of the purple archbishop and the coronation of the king of Italy.

He frowned, and quickly relaxed, so many years of chief career, he has developed a qi cultivation kung fu that is different from ordinary people, and he does not expose his inner thoughts so easily.

"I think you may be misunderstood.

The King of Italy did not send troops to Rome or to the Holy See, but to protect us as we went to Milan.

As for the army feeling unsafe and seeking protection, I can understand that.

But I hope that's the end of it.

The influx of soldiers into the city of Rome was a blasphemy against the gods. ”

"Blasphemy?" There was a purple-clothed archbishop who couldn't help but sneer. "The older the chief crown gets, the better the joke goes.

What happened every day in the city of Rome, the filthy things of the clergy of all stripes, were not even more blasphemous?

As the chief, how come you have never asked, and now that only a few soldiers have come, you are afraid of blaspheming the gods?

I think if you tell this joke to the god of the sun, the god of the sun will laugh. ”

"Carlomon, you're over!"

"Be careful!"

"Say things and don't be disrespectful to the gods."

Hearing the words of the purple-clothed archbishop, the other purple-clothed archbishops did not look very good, and they all stopped him.

And Siegel, his eyes were like lightning, and he looked coldly at the purple-clothed archbishop named Carlomon.

In the face of everyone's accusations, Carlomon seemed unimpressed, as one of the youngest of the purple archbishops present, his mental state seemed to be better than everyone else.

"Why, if you can do it, you can't say it?

Oh, I don't know what you're thinking, do you really think that without the protection of the emperor, the church can get rid of the shackles and be in the world from now on?

I tell you, you're thinking too much. As I said at the last meeting, the Church has the status it has today only because of the close cooperation between us and the Emperor and our mutual dependence.

A church without armed forces, like a tiger without minions, cannot deter so many pretenders.

Anyway, everything that needs to be said has been said, and there is no need for today's meeting. Anyway, we will wait for the General Assembly to convene and obey all the resolutions of the General Assembly.

As for now, the opinion of the so-called bishopric conference, hehe, has been reduced to a monopoly council, what is it called, or should we add the title of Caesar to our chief? ”

With that, Carlomon stood up, without looking at the others, and left the chamber.

"Carlomon!"

"What are you talking about!"

Suddenly, this group of purple-clothed archbishops, who were usually pampered and well-nourished, couldn't control it anymore and shouted one after another.

"Hmph." Carlomon didn't pay any attention to them at all, leaving only a cold snort.

After Carlomon left, the atmosphere in the chamber became strange.

Now, you don't have to guess where the rumors of the religious conference came from, isn't it obvious that Carlomon's attitude is concerned.

"Dear Bishop Riddle, do you share the same opinion with Bishop Carlomon?" Siegel looked gloomily at a purple-clothed archbishop who had not spoken, and barely squeezed out a smile.

Riddle, the second purple archbishop, is the head of the Luna line of the Church.

It can be said that his attitude is what really matters to Siegel.

"Hmm," Riddle nodded and smiled at Siegel. As a matter of principle, I am not opposed to the convening of a plenary meeting, after all, such an important matter requires a wider consultation of people's opinions. ”

Siegel breathed a sigh of relief, and the look on his face looked much better, because he knew that the other party said this, which meant that he did not support the convening of a religious conference.

However, he was still a little unsure of what the other party would say next.

After all, if the Lunas are still as openly opposed as before, then things will be very difficult.

Sure enough, by the time Riddle spoke again, Siegel was fully focused.

"Well, since the Synod of Bishops has made a decision, we, as one of the twelve Archbishops in purple, should abide by the decision of the Conference, which is a rule that has been established since ancient times and cannot be changed by personal will.

Bishop Carlomon was still too impulsive, and if anyone proposed a conference because he was dissatisfied with the decision of the synod, the whole Holy See would be in chaos. ”

In the conference hall, the other purple-clothed archbishops nodded their heads when they heard this.

Yes, if a synod were proposed because it was dissatisfied with the decision of the synod of bishops, would it not be held every day, and the synod would soon lose its sanctity and legality.

"Therefore, on behalf of the Luna lineage, I would like to express my support for the decision of the previous Synod of Bishops.

However, the Luna series will announce ......"

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door, pulling Siegel out of his memories and back to reality.

"Please come in." Siegel took a deep breath and said softly, even though more than half a month had passed, every time he recalled the situation that day, Siegel still couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion, and he still couldn't believe that Riddle would make such a decision.

The door opened, and Thomas walked in with a calm expression and a slight salute.

"Those people are gone?"

"Yes, uncle!"