glorious fall

The dark red woolen curtain was slowly pulled away, and a beautiful woman in a golden cloak stood on the stage in the middle.His golden shawl and curly hair were lingering on the cloak, and his big blue eyes looked at the audience affectionately. He took a few steps forward gracefully, bowed slightly, and then signaled to the organist next to him. Nodding his head, he buried his head and started playing.

As soon as Bellan opened his mouth, he captured the hearts of the audience. He sang "PENTATEUCH", a teaching piece of Gregorian music.

"Way-ylk-ramo-she.le-cholzlk-neyls-ra-elwa-yo-mera-le-hem..."

"It's indeed the voice of the nightingale!" The Duchess of Confisa grabbed her handkerchief and whispered excitedly, "Oh, Lord, listen to your teaching!"

There was another duchess sitting next to her, and she couldn't help but enviously said at this moment: "Dukess Confisa, you had a good vision before, and you invited this Mr. Medel to the house early. You must have feasted your ears these days, right?"

"Your guess is true." The Duchess of Confisa squeezed the armrest tightly, "Mr. Medel is really a unique character, and his voice is indeed, it is a heavenly melody!"

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On the stage, Belan sang to a high place, and his voice suddenly became higher, breaking away from the original clear and bright voice, like a kite going upwind. The fast butterfly is like the strings of a lyre plucked by the wind and rain.At the extreme height, the voice dropped suddenly, as if a person was gliding quickly across the ice.

Tangglass narrowed his eyes, and said casually: "Blonde beauty with a pleasant voice. She is really an interesting plaything—if it takes Sandra to bow her head to me again for a while."

The knight captain on the side held his breath and stared straight ahead with a straight posture, as if in a daze.

"After those old guys leave, they should be freer," he continued to think to himself, "advocating 'destroying human desires', tsk tsk, what a loyal believer, when I was in Monta province, I heard that The archbishop played to death with several young girls, this level of hunger and thirst... um, what nonsense, 'under the divine inspiration of the Lord, monks can caress the nun's breasts without squinting', a bunch of fakes!"

"..." The knight captain scratched the seam of his trousers with his index fingers, and turned his head to look at the dimly lit place in the distance.

At the corner behind the curtain stood a man with eager eyes.

He stared fixedly at the dim figure in front of the curtain, bit his lower lip, his eyes were about to burst into flames.When the song was over and the curtain call was about to take place, a staff member ran up to the stage, so he turned his head away and left.

"Peak, I will definitely take him away!" Tang punched the wall at the back entrance of the Opera House, vehemently.

Peak exclaimed in surprise, "Master, your hand is hurt!"

Tang wiped off the blood on his hands without frowning, thought for a while, and said, "You go and quit our job, and then find out where Beilan will live after today, then we can sneak in and get close to him , and then took him away, I can't believe that what he said back then was against his will!"

Peak nodded and said: "Young master, you go back to the post house to rest first, I will go to the administration building to find the butler to resign, and then pack up and come back. These days, other people must be worried about the hardship of the young master. Now, young master After explaining the matter clearly, we can communicate with Mr. Medel openly and aboveboard."

Tang pinched his eyebrows, waved his hand, and let him go first. He stood for a while, making sure that Belan would not come out so soon, and then reluctantly left.

At a quarter past five, the competition finally came to an end. There is no doubt that Bellan deserved the title of "Truffle Voice". In the meantime, in front of the stage, flowers and handkerchiefs fluttered together, top hats and whistles flew in the air together.

Tang Glass blew a long whistle at the blond beauty with blushing cheeks on the stage, then put on a striped cap, pushed aside the obsessed crowd, and walked out. The knight captain followed closely behind, with a look of relief on his face.

The Ebol Opera House is very close to the Tifankatrine Palace. It can be said that there is only a street and an alley. Not long after, Tanglas has returned to his bedroom, changed his civilian clothes neatly, and then With the help of the court steward, put on the pope's robes, and there will be vespers and a banquet tonight.

"Your Majesty," the butler said calmly, "His Excellency, Archbishop Demond, has been waiting for you in the side hall of the Jeff Palace for a long time."

Tang Glass paused, raised his head and said, "How long has he been here?"

The butler tidied the tassels around his waist and replied with his head buried in his head, "It seems like it's been an hour."

Tang Glass waited for the maid to comb his hair, got up and walked to Jiefu Palace.

"I'm thinking, maybe I won't be able to see His Majesty again until evening prayers," Sandra said, changing into a white pilgrimage robe with a purple border, which perfectly contrasted with her silver hair, and sat on the floor-to-ceiling painting in the side hall of the Jeff Palace. Beside the shuttered window, the whole person looks as spotless as a missionary angel.His expression was extremely cold, and the wine in the glass cup did not decrease much, "I heard that tonight's evening prayer is the time for His Majesty to select candidates."

Tang Glass shrugged, sat on the sofa opposite him, raised the red wine and drank it down, "Don't say that, Sandra, you should know me, but now I don't have anyone who can use me."

Sandra sneered: "So, who is His Majesty planning to woo? It must not be just a hasty search tonight."

Tang Glass looked at him and suddenly smiled: "The answer is tonight."

Sandra sighed: "You are an invisible person."

Tang Glass blinked and showed a smirk: "Hearing your praise, I can't help feeling ups and downs, little silver-haired beauty."

"..." Sandra tried very hard not to let her hand grab the glass and throw it at him.

"By the way, how do you think about my proposal?" Tang Glass smiled. "I know you are eager to control everything. After the matter is completed, I will leave everything to you. How about it?"

Sandra looked at his shining black eyes, tangled in her mind for a long time, and finally answered: "I know that my body is indeed special, and it just meets your expectations--indeed, that woman left you with a wonderful memory in your childhood. An indelible memory of disgust, but I think I still need a period of mental preparation-you know, this is not a trivial matter."

Tang Glass nodded while listening, and corrected: "There is one thing that needs to be corrected. If I need a woman, then everything will not go smoothly. You also know that women's chastity is really a troublesome and strange thing. He looked at Sandra speechless for a moment, thought it was funny, and asked, "My little friend, are you this year?"

"Yes." Sandra nodded.

Tang Glass clapped his hands, "Then it's done, 20 years old, Sandra, two years is enough for you to hold the province of Leman in your palm, and it's enough for me to prepare."

Sandra nodded, and then as if remembering something, she asked with disgust, "How is Amway Weisto?"

Donglass was also confused when he heard the name of this person. Due to Sandra's high attention, he had to bite the bullet and answer: "What can Earl Westo do? As always, he is in collusion with the Monterey family," he paused. , and then said, "Be careful. Although they haven't noticed that you have escaped from the dead and become the Cardinal Archbishop of Leman, after this ceremony, maybe you will expose your identity and be assassinated like you were back then."

Sandra frowned, her eyes became fierce, she gritted her teeth and said, "Thanks to them, I am what I am today."

Tang Glass refilled a glass of red wine, held it in his hand, and said to the young man: "Don't be so angry, people should always be responsible for what they do, the heavenly father takes care of the world, come on, for our future success, advance Have a drink to celebrate."

Sandra calmed down, picked up the red wine, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, "Cheers." After speaking, she raised her head and drank it.

When the evening prayer time came, Sandra changed into the bishop's robe in a certain room of the Geffen Palace, and then walked slowly towards the banquet hall.

The cardinal archbishops and chief executives of the seven provinces, as well as 11 members of the cardinal corps, gathered together in the banquet hall on the west side of the council hall. This place is not as strict and solemn as the decoration style in the council hall, but is full of resplendent gold and jade everywhere. atmosphere, even the picture of the Virgin Mary on the wall is painted with gold powder.A whole huge snow-white cross carved from marble stands at the entrance, and the expensive Floralda handmade exquisite cashmere carpet is laid in the middle. , using different types of gemstones to inlay the abbreviations of the provinces.

After everyone was seated, Tangglass began to preside over evening prayers. The head of the hymn band stood at the foot of the steps of the main seat and sang a song of Agnus Dei first. After Tangglass got up, everyone followed suit.

After repeating the prayers of the sacrificial ceremony during the morning ceremony (that is, thanking God for giving wheat flour bread-the bread of life, and wine-the spiritual drink), Tanglas gave a speech of thanks.

Tanglas: "May the Lord be with you."

Crowd: "And with your spirit."

Tangglass: "Please raise your heart up."

Crowd: "We return to the Lord with all our hearts."

Tanglas: "Please give thanks to the Lord, our God."

Everyone: "Of course."

The archbishop and others received the Eucharist and blood, that is, wheat bread and wine, and completed the ceremony.The leader of the choral orchestra sang IteMssaEst, marking the end of the festival.

Everyone shared the bread and wine, and then began to serve the dishes. The dinner began. Tang Glass looked at Sandra, who was sitting at the third table on the right, and smiled. Unexpectedly, Chas, who was sitting at the first table, Te suddenly raised his head, and the two looked at each other with peaceful smiles on each other.

The head of the hymn band suddenly said, "Your Majesty, it's time for today's 'Voice of Truffles' to play."

Hearing this, Tang Glass thought of the blond beauty, and said in a good mood: "Let him in."

The head of the group took the order and stepped back. Tanglas looked at Sandra, who was buried in her head, with a playful smile in her eyes.

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