"Can you tell me your decision? ”

The first rays of morning light shone on the middle-aged man's face through the huge floor-to-ceiling window on the wall, and the chief cardinal, Master Peter, was still cold and bloodless, and his narrow eyes looked at the old man sitting in the chair with good manners, waiting for the other party's reply.

"The trial for this miracle will be held in the afternoon, and all the participants will be you and me, and the two people in charge of the execution - the whole process will not be known to anyone except that it will be recorded. The middle-aged man's voice seemed to reveal a cruel flavor: "We must do our best to bury this matter before the people of the Knights of the Holy Tree react!"

The old man sitting on the chair leaned back on the back of the chair a little tiredly, looking at his "parishioner" with complicated eyes, as if it was very unfamiliar, as if this was the first time the two people had met.

"My decision will not change, we must not harm two innocent people, the Radiant Cross has never given us the right to assert the life and death of others, and even if I had, I would never do it this way!" Archbishop Castro's reply was loud and clear, not at all like the confidence that an old man with gray sideburns could have: "That is definitely not what a pious, servant of the Radiant Cross should do!"

"We don't know if what they are telling is true, let alone that such a miracle is so important that even if it is to be certified, it is necessary to organize a council of cardinals. Bishop Peter's face turned ugly: "Or have you made up your mind to certify this miracle even at the risk of the safety and longevity of the Church?"

"Of course not, although the will of our Lord Radiant Cross walks on the earth, it does not mean that we mortals can understand God's intentions - even the closest and most devout servants cannot. The archbishop shook his head slowly: "So we can't speculate on this matter. ”

"Therefore, until the will of the Radiant Cross is determined, we will not say it for the time being—neither proclaim nor deny it at once. Of course, we should still praise the pious clergy. Archbishop Castro's words were steady, but his brow furrowed: "As for that Edward Witwood......"

"Put him under house arrest, or...... Give him the status of a monk, and let him go to a monastery outside Turin to devote himself to penance, and I will arrange this for you. The middle-aged man saw the old man's embarrassment, and very thoughtfully made a rather tempting proposal: "I will personally complete the ritual for him, and he will become a 'perfect' monk!"

It's the perfect prisoner, isn't it...... As an archbishop, the old man is of course aware of the methods of the chief cardinal in front of him, and it is undeniable that the other party has indeed helped him to accomplish many things that are necessary but contrary to the doctrine.

After a brief silence, the old man sitting in the chair stared at the glorious cross relief carved on the door facing him, nodded lightly as if eager for its approval, and solemnly turned his gaze to the middle-aged man who was waiting for his answer.

"Bang!" The locked door was suddenly pushed open, and the panicked priest almost fell to the door: "Archbishop Castro, I'm sorry to bother you so early, but there are important things for you to decide. ”

"Don't panic, priest. This is the Radiant Cross Chapel, the holy place of God, and no one needs to be so amazed by you. Bishop Peter glared at him, "Who is here?"

"Knights of the Sacred Tree, the new Grand Knight of Sir Leonardo Gombray. Priest Caddo's face was rather stern: "He has the Grand Master's order for the sake of the attendant named Edward Witwood!"

"Then let the noble knight come in, if he is really coming with good intentions. The old man immediately beckoned to the middle-aged man standing there: "I may have to talk to someone now, and before that, my dear parishioners, you are personally responsible for entertaining him." ”

"Do as you are told. Bishop Peter's face didn't look very good—if it was an ordinary knight of the sacred tree, he might have found a way to send it, but the fact that the other party sent a chief knight directly is enough to prove that the knights of the sacred tree attach great importance to this squire, and so far, the church has not determined this matter.

In other words, this little attendant was involved in more things than he imagined, and the middle-aged man shook his head with an annoyed face, turned around and walked out of the gate.

.................. The view from the tower of the glorious Cross was much more magnificent than Edward had imagined, and the white and black "palace" occupied almost the entire summit, not to mention the surrounding squares—the arches, columns, obelisks, and trees and flowers—and the bells ringing on the north tower, as if even the blood in the body had become much more docile and peaceful.

"Everyone, whether clergy or laity, when they first come to the Radiant Cross, is moved to see a different scene - a magnificent palace or a ...... Heaven on earth. ”

The archbishop walked slowly behind the black-haired boy, and Edward seemed to be completely immersed in the surrounding scenery, and even did not answer the other party's words very rudely, and did not even turn his head.

According to the records of the Church, the archbishop who built the church had been instructed by the Radiant Cross the night before to build a church similar to the kingdom of the stars in the sky, so that the secular people could feel what was sacred, but the results varied from person to person. The old man didn't seem to care, but still smiled indifferently at Edward, and asked, "What do you see, little squire?"

"What do you want me to see?" Edward turned around at this time, and bowed humbly towards the old man very respectfully, but his tone was still "arrogant": "I am just a servant, and my opinion is insignificant. ”

"But I would like to know that you are not just a little squire—a man who has been blessed with the Radiant Cross, even if his status was once humble, will be ennobled by this glorious grace. The archbishop smiled indifferently, and his withered and wrinkled right hand slid over Edward's cheek, "Even if he is still humble." ”

"Sounds like you've already believed what Weber said?" Edward was a little strange, the other party was obviously still ambiguous yesterday, why did he immediately seem to have a bite to say today: "I thought there would be a trial to decide this." ”

"Because what the kid said is true, and I don't want a priest to be rebuked or even accused for being honest, it will never be the will of the Radiant Cross. Archbishop Castro's tone was so firm that even his cheeks trembled slightly: "It's not that it's profitable, it's not out of pity and comfort, it's because it's the right thing to do, it's in line with the teachings of the Radiant Cross!"

Although Edward did not know the reason for saying this, Edward still showed a look of great gratitude: "Your kindness and devotion to the Radiant Cross are truly touching!"

"My devotion to the Radiant Cross is best known only to me. The old man shook his head, his gaze still fixed on Edward's, "But yours, I would like to know. ”

"If the boy named Weber Alexander took up this mission because of his devout faith, why did you step into this holy place of the Glorious Cross?" the archbishop's voice was very slow, as slow as the continuous ringing of bells outside the tower: "As for the kindness you say, I don't think it is necessary - you are a wise child, and your entry here shows that you are sure to go out. ”

"You'd love to see that miracle confirmed, right? Because it's not just a great honor, it's a title that will be taken seriously. The old man's tone was still slow, but full of confidence: "But have you ever wondered if you can afford the responsibilities that come with it?"

The Archbishop Castro's eyes were so deep that Edward even had the illusion that he was about to be seen through - no, no, no, no, this is impossible, perhaps someone can judge the identity of someone according to their physical appearance, behavior, and habits, and the personality is so ......

Well, this is no longer the world where you once lived, but if the other party really had that kind of power, he should have been arrested and burned alive yesterday afternoon - obviously there is a clear difference between the soul of the crossing and the resurrection of the soul, and this kind of soul crossing is probably more similar to the possession of evil spirits according to the perspective of this world......

"Do you think I have the strength to take on this responsibility, then?" asked Edward cautiously, the archbishop feeling rather unpleasant to him, like a flawless jewel. In fact, a middle-aged man like that one like Peter was the type Edward was better at dealing with.

This is a miracle bestowed upon you by the Radiant Cross, and it is up to you to decide whether you should bury your faith in your heart and accomplish your mission, or whether you should make it known to all. With some difficulty, Archbishop Castro turned around and walked out step by step, but his voice kept ringing in Edward's ears like the bell.

"Only you know, and only you know, what do you want?"