[Notre Dame de Paris] Papal Way

How much authority does Rovere have in the Holy See?As much honor as he can give to Cardinal Xibo, he will be loyal to as many secret and unknown forces.

Cardinal Seabo has enjoyed the power of money, so he also willingly believes that money can help him get everything he wants.He also knew that he did not have much prestige in the Holy See, so he trusted Rovere very much.As for why the pope's nephew, fellow cardinal Giuliano della Rovere, helped him win the pope instead of taking the position himself, that's not what Cardinal Sibo wants to consider .

He may not have the cunning and cleverness that the nobles should have, but he keeps the principles of the nobles about the exchange of interests firmly in his heart.He wanted to get this position, just to see how much he could get with money.It was when Rovere began to intervene that he regarded the pope as his own.Little do they know that this honorable and inviolable title in the eyes of the world is just like the money in his hands in the eyes of Rovere, it is a tool that can be used.

It is a bit too dramatic for the same family to be pope again and again.Rovere is 11 years younger than Cardinal Sibo, and he is less than 40 years old this year, so he can be said to be in the prime of life.He is ambitious, cunning, and capable. According to the average life expectancy of members of the Rovere family, he still has at least a few decades to spend in the power field.

His political sense is also very keen. When his uncle's health began to weaken and the undercurrents in the Holy See began to surge, he made an accurate judgment and found Cardinal Xibo, a good target.He knows the current direction of the wind. The notorious Cardinal Rodrigo Borgia has won a lot of support in the Holy See by virtue of his level of intrigue and the wealth of the so-called rich country; Yes, Rovere just happened to have a feud with the Borgia Cardinal.If the opponent is allowed to take the position, Rovere will definitely fall into the situation of being hunted down soon, so after thinking twice, he chose to support Cardinal Xibo to win the position of Pope.

And what Claude needs is to persuade Rovere to invest all the resources he can use in him before Sixtus IV dies as Pope and before the Holy See initiates the Pope's election.

This is not an easy goal to achieve, but Claude swallowed his anger and hibernated in Notre Dame de Paris for more than ten years, and served as the acting bishop for more than ten years, in order to erase the shortcomings of his body and use "character" to As a ladder of advancement.Whether his alchemy can produce gold or not, no one will know, but the formula of the "red liquid medicine" he learned from Dillier is enough to make the big shots of the Holy See jealous.

Nobles are creatures of interest. If Claude can convince Rovere that investing in him can get greater benefits, Rovere will naturally have a way to persuade others to stand on Claude's side.At present, his efforts have initially achieved results, skipped a few levels, and Claude directly obtained the cardinal's ring.Wearing a freshly baked red cassock, Claude, who had initially qualified for election, followed Rovere and Sibo to the cardinal's room in the Pope's Palace.

The leaders of the Holy See have already arrived here one after another, and they are whispering to each other, discussing why the Pope suddenly called them here.The news of the plague has spread more and more intensely in the past two days. Although the nobles have their own preventive measures, no one can guarantee that they will not be infected due to some accident, so many people have already prepared to flee No one would be foolish enough to really stay here and fight against the plague for the people of God.

In their impression, the plague is a disease that cannot be cured.Since there is no cure, why would the Pope say he has a cure for the plague?Summoning them here with such a reason at such a time... Isn't there really some kind of conspiracy?

Rovere's arrival reassured them a little.In this era, people of the same race are still very important. No matter what the Pope is, he will not take his nephew to risk.Several cardinals walked over, testing Rovere's opinion: "...I'm so glad to see you at this time, Cardinal Rovere. Were you also recruited for the same reason? "

"No." Rovere showed a worried look, "I just came here to care about the health of His Majesty the Pope. You know, he has been in poor health for a while..."

No one would be reconciled without getting any definite news from him.A cardinal continued to ask: "Cardinal Rovere, you are the closest person to the Pope... Then you should know, does the Pope have a way to get rid of the plague?"

"Jehovah, our Lord." Rovere made a sign of the cross on his chest, showing a compassionate look, "If there is such a way, it will definitely be a gospel for the whole of Europe."

"The plague is raging. Who else can solve it except God?" the cardinal who asked the question couldn't help but worry.

Someone also spotted Cardinal Xibo and the stranger he brought, and approached enthusiastically: "Cardinal Xibo, do you know anything inside?"

Seabo asked back: "Hasn't the Pope appeared yet?"

"No—only some hard|bong|bang guards. Ah, and you have brought a strange face, this angelic handsome cardinal—?"

"Cardinal Frollo, our friend."

Claude looked cold and serious, letting those scrutinizing eyes fall on him.He appeared by Xibo's side and was introduced by Xibo, so he was naturally branded with Xibo's faction.No one would have thought that this young man who seemed to be only 20 years old was about to step on Seabo's head to climb to the Pope's position.

"Such a young cardinal—it's really rare." A cardinal said, looking at Claude maliciously.

"Frollo is 35 years old." Cardinal Sibo was a little displeased with that look.It is rare for him to value a person, and of course he expects Claude to be his help: "Both Cardinal Rovere and I believe that he has the qualities to be a cardinal, so we have promoted him."

The Pope attaches great importance to Rovere, and the Holy See is actually no different from being in Rovere's hands. If Sibo and Rovere make a decision at the same time, it is equivalent to having obtained the Pope's consent.Everyone looked at Claude with a more polite gaze, no longer blasphemous.

No one knew that Claude, whose expression hadn't changed from the beginning to the end, had been fixed in a nothingness since he entered the election room.He could feel Ace's eyes watching him, but he couldn't find Ace's position.

That gaze passed over everyone's heads, crossed all obstacles, and fell straight on Claude as if he had locked the target.It almost condensed into substance, unscrupulously engulfing every inch of Claude's body, scorching his blood vessels and flesh and bones like a flame, making his heartbeat tremble almost abnormally.Obviously there was no lust in that gaze, but it seemed to ignite his blood and spread to his soul.

All the shock and excitement that had been suppressed since hearing Ace appeared in the audience room burst out, and it was only now that Claude had to admit that this young man whom he considered to be a hindrance to his progress was not just a stumbling block, He had already grown up in a time that Claude didn't know and didn't participate in, and really grew up as his opponent.From the very beginning, he was not an obstacle to his emotions, but his biggest opponent on the road to pope...

They have the same goal and plan, and they also did not rely on their superior bloodlines and step-by-step promotions to reach the throne, but took advantage of the powerful forces inherent in the Holy See to step on other people's heads and seize the Pope's throne by means of a surprise attack... ...But Ace will never be another him, and the power in the hands of the now weakened Pope will never be as strong as Rovere... So, what is Ace thinking?What method does he want to use to remove obstacles on the way forward?Even if he really has a method to get rid of the plague in his hands... is he so sure that this method will allow him to get what he wants, instead of becoming a tool for others to gain benefits?

This boy who was abandoned by himself and grew up among the Egyptians was only 16 years old after all.He was far too young to understand aristocracy and politics, and to play tricks on his hands.Claude's eyes were dark and his expression was cold.Ace has given him more than one "surprise"...but that's where it ends.

The Pope's position... he is bound to win.

Ace looked away from Claude, and the feedback from the Eye of Horus was enough to explain what Claude had done.It has to be said that Claude has a natural acumen in politics. Being dormant in Notre Dame for more than ten years does not mean that he does not know how to be promoted; , and even the empty glove white wolf is very familiar with it.A priest who was attached to Cardinal Bourbon to obtain the bishop's position was actually regarded by Cardinal Xibo as a confidant in just a few days, but he turned his head and stepped on Cardinal Xibo's shoulder, In Rovere's eyes, he became the right candidate to replace Seabo as Pope...

Should he admire Claude's unique talent, or should he respect his opponent for it?

Ace looked unpredictable, stared at Claude playfully, and waved lazily to Sixtus IV.The Pope, who had become his loyal puppet, saluted respectfully and walked out of the dark room first.

It's a pity... What Claude didn't know was that the chips he had were never cultivated by the Pope.In this world where the gods have been in the doomsday for many years, individual power may not be able to compete with the collective; so Claude will never be able to realize before witnessing it with his own eyes that conspiracy and power are just about to be defeated by fate in the face of absolute power. The dross of the wheels.

He is an excellent nobleman, but also a talented magician.He would never trust allies with interests, because the thing that can truly hold in his hands to ensure success is always only power!

The field suddenly expanded, covering the entire Pope's Palace in an instant.The magic power is surging in the body, and the spiritual power is like waves beating against the spiritual sea.Holding the stick of Moses in his hand, Ace let go of his coercion, and the inexplicably heavy air made everyone stop talking involuntarily. Subconsciously saluted the Pope.

Sixtus IV's attire today was more grand than ever.Wearing the Pope's gown and a tall crown, he walked slowly and appeared in the sight of everyone.

It seems that something big is going to happen... The cardinals and cardinals were speculating in their hearts, and they couldn't help but began to wonder if the Pope called them here under the guise of the plague, and the purpose was actually to elect a new Pope.If this is the case, he undoubtedly disrupted the arrangements and plans of many people. Many people have not yet stood up and are undecided about who to support. If the Pope really wants to elect a successor at this time, I am afraid the result will be different. To everyone's surprise...

However, they speculated for a long time, but the Pope never spoke.The person standing in front heard him begging someone in a low voice, and then a pair of boots and the slender legs covered by them passed by, and the black-haired young man in sackcloth went straight to the upper seat and sat down. In the position that originally belonged to the pope, the pope himself stood respectfully behind him, as if he approved of this form very much.

Everyone couldn't help being startled, and suspicious eyes fell on the young man.The young man looked calm, with his right hand holding a stick like a dead branch, and a faint smile on his lips. Every time his emerald eyes glanced at a person, that person would feel inexplicably terrified: "Why... everyone Standing here, don't you feel tired?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and took their seats hesitantly.Rovere and Seabo naturally sat at the front, and Claude also sat behind them because he was brought by them.He raised his head, his eyes met Ace's instantly, his golden-brown eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his ice-blue eyes were full of doubts.

It seems... something is a little different from what he imagined.

"Your Majesty," under Rovere's suggestion, Cardinal Sibo took the lead in attacking, "We came here according to your order, but we saw a stranger sitting in the seat that originally belonged to the Pope. Don't you think we should be sorry? Does that explain something?"

"Because in this hall, this is the most suitable position for my majesty." Sixtus IV responded skillfully, his ruddy face did not look like a 70-year-old man , on the contrary, he looked very healthy as if he had returned to the beginning of his election as Pope, "Besides, isn't the most important thing to care about now, isn't the plague raging all over the world?"

Rovere was puzzled. He looked at Ace sitting at the top, and suddenly remembered what Claude had said.If this person really has a way to get rid of the plague... He closed his eyes slightly, made a sign of the cross on his chest, and said, "Lord, our Lord." He asked tentatively, "Is this something that came down from heaven?" Only the power of God can bring back such a disaster. Do you have any way to solve this problem, His Majesty the Pope?"

"Indeed, this is a matter that only God can decide." Sixtus IV showed a compassionate look, and with his rosy face, it seemed a bit ironic, "O Lord, My God, we praise you! It is the grace of God that allows us to understand the way to relieve disasters, and it is the messenger of God that allows us to see the light again! Metatron, in your name, I ask you to forgive this plague-ravaged land Forgive me, use the divine power bestowed by God to save the people!"

May...Metatron?

On... the messenger of God?

What the hell is the Pope talking about?He must be crazy! !

The bishops were dumbfounded, completely ignorant of what the Pope meant.The atmosphere floated for a moment, but was shocked by the heavier power in the air in an instant.

Ace crossed his legs and leaned against the back of the chair, with a very relaxed posture, but no one dared to look sideways.He hooked the corners of his lips, and said in an unclear way: "Oh? Does anyone have any different opinions?"

"Mian, Your Majesty?" A cardinal couldn't help standing up, pointing at him and shouting, "A person who comes out of nowhere dares to pretend to be the messenger of God. Does His Majesty the Pope think he is a liar?" Can you save the world!?"

"Anthony, I didn't allow you to speak." Looking down at the other party, Ace called out the cardinal's name accurately, "God's power cannot be doubted, since you have doubts about it... How about letting you experience it yourself?"

The dazzling light erupted from the top of Moses' staff, and everyone covered their eyes. Only Claude's eyes remained open, and the ice blue color even turned blood red in the light.Ace never looked at him from the beginning to the end, and lazily raised the staff of Moses, and the light group instantly separated from the end of the staff, enveloping the cardinal.

The light quickly returned to normal, and everyone opened their eyes.Only the cardinal put his hands in front of his eyes in horror, his eyes rolled hesitantly: "My eyes... my eyes!"

"Since you can't see the glory of God with your eyes, feel God's footprints with your heart." Ace's tone was still lazy, as if what he had just done was just an ordinary thing.

Everyone couldn't help being terrified, the bishop named Anthony screamed and fell to the ground, and was dragged out by the guards who heard the sound.

Claude's eyes couldn't help but look a little more scrutinized and amazed.He didn't see the "miracle" that Ace performed on the gallows with his own eyes. He only thought that he held some witchcraft from the Egyptians in his hands, but he never thought that he possessed such a strange power.

Others may believe the stories Ace made up, but Claude will never believe that Ace is the messenger of God.God's messenger will kiss him in the dark prison?God's messengers will forcibly bind his hands and feet and do anything to him?Could it be that the messenger of God is a person who will be deceived by beauty and desire, and fall into the abyss of immorality with him! ?

Even though Ace has revealed the power of light, he is still unwilling to believe that this power comes from God.If Ace is really a messenger of God, what about the incarnation of the light he is seeking?What kind of existence will Jehovah be!Is it also an existence that is as filthy as the Holy See, as shameless as Ace, and deviates from the rules established by himself! ? ...

. . . it was witchcraft, as wicked and evil as the power he had received from the other side of the gates of hell.The eyes full of hatred and disgust fell on Ace again, but they drooped painfully when they touched that handsome face.Love is always beating in his heart like sparks that cannot be extinguished. Even if he hates the object he is looking at, he has to admit that he loves him deeply.

Two diametrically opposite emotions conflicted in his heart. Claude clasped his ten fingers tightly, and there were even bulging veins on the back of his white and beautiful hands.

Almost without taking another look, Ace could understand from the gaze that fell on him that Claude was in conflict again.No matter how many times he feels it, Ace can only feel incredible.Can love and hate be exactly the same emotion in one person?Obviously he hates himself so much, but he can't resist his own charm...

...As expected, my charm is too strong.Ace couldn't help touching his chin, and couldn't help being distracted and narcissistic.If there was a God of Plague in this world, he would not need to spend so much effort to control and resolve this matter. As long as he appeared in front of the other party, the God of Plague who surrendered to his charm would automatically solve the matter...

He touched his chin again, and withdrew his thoughts regretfully: "Anyone else have any comments on this?"

Xibo was stunned and couldn't recover for a while.Rovere gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said, "But Your Majesty, even though we have witnessed your power from God, there is no record of your name in any religious books..."

"There are countless angels in the kingdom of heaven, and new angels are born in the kingdom of heaven almost every moment. Is it necessary to record them all in the Bible? I once led the Jews out of the wilderness of Egypt. My name is Metatron .I know the names of every man in the world, because my name is Enoch."

A little bit of light gradually emerged in the air, gathered behind Ace, and gradually formed the shape of light wings.Ace stood up, and dense wings of light spread out behind him.His feet left the ground, and his wings flapped slowly, leading him to look down at the crowd from a high position: "The Lord said, engrave my name on the stele, show my power in the sky, let me I want to let my achievements bless every newborn child. I am here for the plague, and I have the power of medicine. I want you to help me fight the epidemic together. Whoever does not want to participate can leave now. .”

Everyone sat motionless in their positions, not because they didn't want to move, but because their bodies had completely lost consciousness.They raised their heads and stared at the top of their heads. The light extending from Ace's back made the gorgeous religious paintings on the dome come alive, and unprecedented solemnity and solemnity enveloped everyone's hearts.

Spiritual hints emanate silently, and in Ace's realm, he is the absolute truth.The lips of all the people involuntarily began to move. I don't know who started it, and a prayer came out: "...O Lord of Glory, our heavenly Father, we are willing to follow your call and obey your will."

"...O Lord of Glory, our Heavenly Father..."

"Hear, please, answer my prayer..."

"...all the evil in the world will be transformed into good, my Lord of Glory, the power of the Lord. I declare this in the name of my Lord above all peoples..."

The hall was suddenly filled with the sound of prayers, and many people were crying bitterly, crossing their chests, and reciting the chapters and sentences of prayers.However, Cardinal Seabo and his henchmen couldn't understand why things suddenly turned like this. They were removed from the range of hints by Ace. Apart from being horrified by the wings behind him, they couldn't understand the sudden change at all. The feeling of "infinite proximity to God" that fills the hearts of others.Cardinal Sibo glanced around, and his eyes for help finally fell on Claude.And Rovere's mind was dizzy from those prayers, and he couldn't think at all.

Claude stood up.

The blond hair, which was as gorgeous as the sun, was tied neatly behind his head, and there was no expression on his handsome and rigid face, which was like an ancient Greek stone carving.His eyes were like the turbulent sea under the ice of the extremely icy land, and his thin lips opened and closed indifferently, spitting out cold words.

"So... are you the emissary sent by the Heavenly Father to save the world, the holy son who generously bestowed on the Holy See to save the disaster, my lord..."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment.