quicksilver blood

Chapter 459 Eavesdropping
Three days passed in a flash.In the early morning of the third day, twelve cardinals sat together in the Pope's Hall, and the flickering dim candlelight could only illuminate the lower half of their faces.

A white-robed bishop in his thirties squeezed his glasses, stood in front of the round table opposite Jupiter IV, and read aloud: "Cardinal Guderian de Attari, four ticket!"

"Cardinal Osses Tiamat, two votes!"

"Cardinal Kasaka Mograine - six votes! Regrettably, no one has the required majority."

At the sixth position on the round table, closest to the white-robed bishop who was in charge of calling the votes, Kasaka, who had crossed his fingers on the table, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly tightened his crossed fingers. into a fist.

He rested his forehead on his fist, prayed Tyre's holy name in a low voice, and then muttered silently.

After the meeting was completely over, Kasaka lowered his head and left alone through the side door.Afterwards, Osses followed with some anxiety.

In the dark and unlit porch, Kasaka suddenly jumped up, turned around abruptly, held Osses's throat with his right forearm, and pressed the strong old man firmly against the wall, while his left hand Under the cover of his right arm, Xu Xu pressed on his chest, and the golden flame burned faintly in Kasaka's left fingertips and pupils.

"Wait, Kasaka! Calm down! Let me go!"

Osses's throat was hoarse, and he grasped Kasaka's right hand tightly with both hands, and said with difficulty: "It's really not me! My vote is for you! Really!"

And Kasaka just remained silent, staring firmly into Osses's eyes.

After about five or six seconds, he let go of his right hand abruptly, dissipating the flame.

"...I trust you. You're not like them—you signed a contract with me, and I don't think you're so stupid as to ruin your career."

Kasaka lowered his head and said indifferently, not even in the mood to glance at Osses.

After Kasaka was half a meter away from Osses, the dim holy flame at Osses' fingertips suddenly brightened.He quickly pressed the golden life to his throat and ironed it for three or four seconds before the pained expression on his face eased a little.

Afterwards, he took two quick steps, followed Kasaka in front, and explained with a suppressed voice: "You know, Kasaka, it is impossible for me to betray you. No one can break the devil's contract. You don’t even have the ability to use divine magic against you, and any form of betrayal is prevented by the contract—Kasaka, if you don’t trust anyone, you can’t help but trust me.”

"Well, I believe you."

Kasaka said softly, with no emotion in his voice: "There are two people who voted for you. If you voted for one of them, there must be a second person who voted for the second... There must be someone behind it He's making trouble, someone is misleading me, alienating the relationship between me and you, and then he takes the opportunity to benefit from it. Damn it, if I didn't sign a contract with you, maybe I was really misled. "

"Chryses, I guess. The heretic who sees the saint as an embodiment of Tyre's will."

Osses suppressed his voice and guessed: "That guy is familiar with Cardinal Cardinal, and the two of them can cast two votes. I almost got into a fight with him several times in the past two days, and I was going to kill him again." My nephew was transferred to the Northland, maybe he got the news from someone and turned his head to get revenge on me—"

"impossible."

Kasaka denied without hesitation: "Even if he pretends to be a saint, he is just a mortal with selfish desires. It is impossible for him to refuse my proposal."

"Really?"

Osses raised his eyebrows: "I'm very curious, my lord. I thought Chryses was the purest of us... Speaking of which, do you use priesthood, treasure, or gold coins? bought him?"

"It's none of your business."

Kasaka stopped suddenly and looked back meaningfully.

"Don't be too nervous, I'm absolutely harmless to you." Osses shrugged innocently.

"……I hope so."

Kasaka gave him a cold look at the end: "In fact, I probably have a goal in my heart... It should be that guy Guderian who made trouble again. He learned the news of the Pope's fall earlier than any of us, he is enough It takes a week more preparation time than us. It is normal that the first round cannot be won directly."

"So, he wants you to turn your attention to me, and then seize the time to win over those who have already agreed with you?"

Osses folded his hands on his chest, tilted his head and asked.

Kasaka nodded slowly: "Probably so. It is also possible that Guderian divided two of his supporters to be responsible for disturbing the audience. However, I should get seven votes in the first round of voting... "

After hearing this, Osses realized something, and couldn't help but sneer.

"Oh? My lord, it seems that someone betrayed you." The strong old man said with a smile.

"I'll definitely find that guy."

Kasaka said in a low voice: "Oces, I will give you a list, you go to win them—in my name. We must act, my brother."

"what about me?"

Sira's voice came from the side.

Under Osseth's curious eyes, Xi La's figure slowly appeared from the other side of the corridor: "Sorry, it took some time to get rid of them. Is there anything I can do, Lord Kasaka?"

"Of course you also have a mission, Sira."

Kasaka raised his eyebrows, and then handed another piece of paper to Xila: "There are three more bishops here. You and Ossess go to win them separately. The benefits are behind their names-this is all They are absolutely powerless to resist the benefits. If someone expresses their support for Guderian very clearly, please tell me their name and the reason for their specific answer.”

"Do you not believe us?"

Without hesitation, Osses asked, "With all due respect, are you doubting Bishop Xila and me?"

"Perhaps. You proved your innocence better than anything else, and it's a good thing for you and me."

Kasaka lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "If it's really Guderian who is playing tricks behind his back...it can cause him a little trouble."

And at the corner of the corridor behind Xi La, a silver-haired young man in a black robe stood there silently, the candlelight knocked his shadow behind him, pulling out a long, almost deformed shadow.On his left hand, the golden ring of power reflected the dim light of the candle.

"Fortunately, it was Xila who met, otherwise something would happen."

He chuckled, a black-haired girl suddenly emerged from the shadow behind him, hugged him, and slowly sank into the shadow.

(End of this chapter)