The pope is as beautiful as a flower [crossover]

The Royal Palace of the Imperial City of Austin

The harmless-looking emperor of the Austin Empire was sitting high above the hall, tapping the armrest lightly.

Standing at the bottom is... Duke Adrian.

Duke Adrian held a list in his hands and handed it to the guard next to him. Then he raised his head and stood there with his spine straight. His eyes seemed to be looking at the family crest of Adrian's house in the distance. gift list."

He blinked sourly, the inconspicuous fine lines at the corners of his eyes seemed to have deepened a lot.

In fact, he had already learned through the elders of the presbytery that Eli was injured by the sword. He also guessed that Eli would come to ask him for this list. He made up a list and gave it to Ellie. Because he couldn't give Caesar's name out.

... The white rose was born from this land, and its roots were deeply rooted into this soil, so even if his son has become the thorn in the emperor's eye, he cannot directly drag the empire into the water for his son.This country has no suitable heir so far, so there cannot be no Caesar.

"Your Majesty, my son..." He wanted to say something for his child, but he felt that it was useless to say anything. Pope Electrolux, who is doing his best to maintain peace, and Caesar, who always wants to start wars, this is Two individuals who are absolutely at odds.

"He's not wrong." Caesar sat on the high chair, his voice was as gentle as usual, as if the secular world didn't disturb his heart.

But such completely affirmative words caused Duke Adrian to suddenly fall into doubts. What does this mean?

Seeing Caesar's eyes rolled, he smiled in an approachable manner, and continued, "Of course, I'm not wrong."

"People are always used to imposing their views on others to get a sense of accomplishment, but I think it is still necessary to give others the right to think for themselves." He easily soothed Duke Adrian's wavering heart.

"There are countless people with different opinions. If I want to kill everyone, I will definitely die from exhaustion."

But only Electrolux...he must not let it go.Because the Pope's influence is too great, he cannot and should not stand in opposition to himself.Caesar's eyes flashed, and he hid the second half of the sentence. He said the lie without changing his face and heartbeat, "Don't worry, this time is just an accident."

Duke Adrian did not hear the emperor's unfinished intentions, and after knowing that Caesar did not intend to do this, he saluted and slowly retreated.

In the main hall where there were only guards, Caesar sat loosely on the back of the cushion, his gentle and handsome face was set against the candlelight, showing a somewhat indistinct beauty, his phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and he raised his head, uttering a sigh of relief. An inaudible whisper "Randolph, I got you back. You've got to do something at least..."

……

lost swamp

"Arnold, why are you back?" Electrolux frowned slightly and asked in puzzlement. It hasn't been a day since Arnold left. Is this a return on the way?

But the person who came didn't care about Electrolux's problem, and continued to call "Electrolux..." His silver eyes were filled with the familiar affection of Electrolux, but... Electrolux lowered his eyes slightly, Arnold Never called myself Electrolux.

Because of doubts in his heart, the moment Electrolux raised his eyes, he opened the forbidden technique, the Eye of Light, and the golden color swept across his eyes, and the dazzling brilliance made him look even more holy.

The bright eye has the ability to see through all illusions, but this seems to only further prove that this person is indeed Arnold.

There was no difference, Electrolux blinked lightly, and the person in front of him still looked like Arnold even after opening the eyes of light.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden color gradually faded away, leaving behind a piece of pure ice blue, with a hint of worry in it, "What's the matter?" he asked half-disarmedly.

Adonis did not let go of his guard like Electrolux did. He drew the bow in his hand and aimed with one eye slightly closed. "Eli, he's the enemy." The last time he followed the caravan, he had a chance encounter with this man.Although he looks a little like Arnold, it's definitely not.

He didn't trust this person at all because he didn't know that the Arnold he knew was easy-going.

They fought quickly, with huge sparks high in the air, with Adonis clearly losing to 'Arnold'.However, this sudden confrontation made Electrolux discover something strange.

Ice slag formed between Electrolux's brows in an instant. How did Arnold's fighting style change? ...

Different.

He's not Arnold, at least not the Arnold he's been with all this time.Electrolux definitely came to a conclusion.

Sometimes his eyes would blind him, but his heart would not. He could feel that this was not his Arnold.

When Adonis gradually fell into decline, Electrolux rose to the sky and slowly opened his arms. The ancient chanting was sung by him incomparably gracefully, resounding throughout the swamp like an echo in the valley, golden The brilliance lingered around him, making his delicate face even more pious. Three golden runes swirled and undulated his platinum-blond long hair. The spatial fluctuations are becoming more and more intense.

His half-closed ice-blue eyes revealed a cold light, and the last incantation had already been chanted.

"...εγβζζηγ."

The demons who participated in the war of light and darkness once warned the younger generations.

Never give the Pope of Light time to chant the spell, because he can still fight against his instant spells, and against forbidden spells... there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Forbidden Art - Chains of Light.

Several chains rose from the ground, quickly binding Arnold with the aura that even a god would have to lock them.Locked in the air, Adonis stopped his attack and fell back to the ground, catching Finny who was constantly thrashing in the air.The coercion of Electrolux's spell just now was too strong, so Finny had to leave his shoulder.

Electrolux slightly shook the sleeves embroidered with gorgeous gold thread, frowning slightly, he pressed the Sword of Bright Judgment against Arnold's neck, his eyes were cold, "Who the hell are you?"

"I am Arnold...Compared to that heartless monster, I am Arnold." Arnold who was locked up leaked a gentle smile, melting the cold front corners. "I'm the one who loves you, Electrolux."

"What did you say?" Electrolux's eyebrows frowned even deeper, and some uneasiness gradually surged in his heart. What is a monster without a heart?

He didn't know that his dusty memory was about to be uncovered by this Arnold.

"All of that is my personal experience." Arnold narrated so deeply.

……

At the gate of the royal city of Austin, four carriages stopped.

They are the Bauhinia family crest—Holy Son Ansel Stewart, the Giant Eagle family crest—Holy Son Boyce Arundel, the brown bear family crest—Holy Son Claire Woolster, and White rose family crest - Saint Son Electrolux Adrian.

Under the guard of the knights, four bright and bright men got off the carriage and stood in front of the gate of the elders' courtyard. The purpose of their trip was to participate in the trial of the Holy Son.

"Claire!" Boyce has a particularly beautiful face, so he really hates Claire, who is particularly masculine, and will provoke him every time he meets.

"It's hard to see each other, let's have a fight later! I learned a new move recently!" He raised his jaw and said proudly. He is the only royal child among the four holy sons, so he is even more arrogant .

Claire, who has always been very honest, nodded and agreed.The reason Claire let him go was because Boyce, who was ten years younger than him, was just a child in his opinion.

There are also two holy sons who have been staying out of the matter, that is Ansair, who has been unknown, and Electrolux, who is standing beside the black-haired knight. His small face, even if expressionless, was enough to attract attention.

They are all excellent children with high quality, so after a while everyone quieted down, quietly waiting for the reception of the current Grand Elder Randolph.

But the person who came out was not Randolph they thought, but Auston, the mentor of Electrolux and Arnold.

"Mentor." Electrolux nodded slightly, his ice-blue eyes were calm and clear, and Ansair beside him couldn't help but be fascinated.

Fortunately... Electrolux's mentor was not Randolph. The corner of Ansair's mouth curled up bitterly, and he lowered his head again.

"I will guide you in this trial of the Holy Son. Whether you win or fail depends on your fate." Alston stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Electrolux didn't seem to have any fluctuations on the surface, but his heart was also stirred up. I'm afraid there is no teenager who doesn't want to win.

Boyce had already stepped forward, raised one arm flat and clenched his fist out of thin air, and said confidently and proudly, "The victory must belong to me, Boyce Arundel."

Ansair and Claire also looked at Auston with firm eyes.

Auston smiled with satisfaction, the Sons this time were indeed good children.But he still has a preference, and he only hopes that this trial will go well.

……

temple

Pope XII's eyes, which have experienced all kinds of life, swept across the four boys through the crystal, and finally settled on the most dazzling boy among them.

"For your own sake, and for the future of the Holy See, you must win."