A few days later, in St. Paul's Square in the holy city of Fantino, although there were still many believers coming to worship and be baptized, praising the great God of Light wholeheartedly, on the surface, everything seemed to be as usual.
But those who have lived in the Holy City for a long time are keenly aware that the atmosphere here is different from before.
There is an unusual smell in the air.
As for this smell, only old people who have lived near Fantino for decades can smell the meaning of the smell in the air.
Those old people squatted in the shade of the garden trees, looked up at the spire of the Vatican Cathedral from a distance, and murmured: "It's that time again, it's going to be lively."
There were more people than ever in the Piazza del Fantino. These people seemed to be worshiping devoutly, but they always wandered around the square, over and over again, without feeling bored at all.
The believers who were visiting and walking in the square all behaved elegantly and had slender calves. It was obvious at a glance that they had had their legs bound.
All of them have red lips, white teeth, and fair skin. Some men also put powder on their faces and sprinkled scented powder in their hair.
Although they spoke with different accents and tones, they could not hide the delicate, pretentious and pretentious nature of the aristocracy.
Some even raised their orchid fingers when they spoke, which made those who saw them feel sick and want to vomit.
After all, everyone has never seen a few pretty girls before. When they saw the fat aunt selling fruit, they called her: "My dear Nancy..."
If he were left in the countryside, even if he dared to talk to a fat lady like this, the lady would definitely scream "beat the pervert" and hunt him down with a rolling pin.
At the same time, everyone will usually rush forward with righteous indignation, beating him with bricks, excrement forks, etc. until he is unable to take care of himself, so that he will know what spring is always spring~! Do you think our old aunts and daughters-in-law in the countryside are easy to tease?
But in Fantino, everyone is well-informed and has seen all kinds of people on the mainland. Everyone's eyes are poisonous, knowing that anyone who talks like this is usually either a fool or a so-called noble.
Both of these people have abnormal brains and are just full of food. Therefore, it is understandable that they say something abnormal. No one cares about them.
While these people were slowly wandering around the main square, they would get together from time to time and chat in a low voice. Then they would turn around and separate again before anyone could approach them.
Their actions seem strange and mysterious.
That kind of situation can only be seen among vendors who exchange foreign exchange certificates or sell banned pornographic novels and tabloids.
It is said that in certain time and space, it can also be seen on the bodies of those who apply for fake certificates or sell pirated CDs.
Other than that, there are no semicolons.
Although people don't know much about those damn *** brokers, they also know what kind of shameful things they do.
Countless private transactions, bargaining, compromises and exchanges, alliances and betrayals... all were secretly going on in their conversations like selling pirated CDs.
At the other end of the main square is the world-famous St. Paul's Cathedral.
Although the cathedral still opens its doors, welcoming believers from all over the world, at this time, the vigilance and guards have been strengthened a lot.
There used to be only one post, but now they are all dual-card and dual-standby... uh, dual posts and dual guards. Some important places even have a team of Templars stationed.
In short, the place is surrounded extremely tightly now.
On the tall roof of the cathedral, the Holy Cross flag representing the God of Light flutters high.
Behind the cathedral, you can see faint black smoke rising from a chimney.
This has been passed down for thousands of years and is the symbol of the convening of the Great Council of Light.
If the smoke turns white, the world will know that a new pope has been born here. If not, it means that they are still in the meeting.
People who entered the cathedral to visit were stopped. The handsome young priests politely told them that they were not allowed to enter the Sistine Chapel behind the cathedral - because all the red archbishops were in a meeting.
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Through the transparent windows of the cathedral, people cast their awe-inspiring and curious eyes on the closed door.
First, because this chapel was designed by Michelangelo, the greatest designer in the world.
Secondly, this is also the most important.
They knew that all the red archbishops on the mainland gathered here to hold a Great Council of Light to elect the next pope.
Even though they know it's impossible, almost everyone can imagine the situation in that room.
The red-robed archbishops, wearing red robes and fluttering white beards, were all polite and courteous. When they spoke, their voices were as loud as bells, and they were full of extremely profound philosophy of life. Even if one word was spread,
It can also benefit people throughout their lives.
Every papal election is a serious discussion about theology and philosophy, and the new pope must be a master of these two aspects.
And after the meeting, all these conversation records, full of rational thoughts and philosophical brilliance, will be compiled into the Holy See's Millennium Popular Textbook and distributed to various dioceses in the mainland, becoming popular textbooks and designated reading materials for the Holy See's primary and secondary schools.
Guide those who are confused and at a loss to a bright road to the future and the road to happiness.
Although everyone wanted to go in and listen to a lecture full of thoughts and philosophy (note, that’s correct).
What's more important is that if you go in and eavesdrop on the news on the trail, you can hug the right thigh and bow to the pier as soon as possible, but when you see the tight guard, you can only return in dismay.
Although they can't get in, it doesn't mean that others can't get in.
Just as everyone was leaving reluctantly, a young man in attendant uniform walked over from the garden path with a plate full of fruits in his hand.
He did not go directly to the main entrance, but took a familiar route and walked along an invisible path next to the church.
After wandering around the tall flowers, he stopped at a small door next to him.
The two knights standing at the door saw him and immediately stood up straight with vigilance.
The young man smiled with dazzling white teeth, then raised the tray in his hand and said, "Brother, I'm here to deliver fruit snacks."
One of the knights looked at the young man dumbfounded and said: "Brother, you don't have fun like this~! When I came back, they said they were sending fruits, and you didn't make another excuse. This made it very difficult for us.
Besides, why are you pretending to be an attendant? Who in the Holy See doesn’t recognize you now~!"
The young man ignored his previous question and just took out two apples and bananas and stuffed them into their hands and said: "Oh? Everyone knows me? What did they say about me? I am a face-saving person.
, you have to do it all the time, otherwise it would be too disrespectful to you."
The knight smiled bitterly and said: "What else could it be? Fire-proof, theft-proof and Lorraine-proof."
Lorraine immediately stared and said, "What?"
The knight quickly waved his hand and said: "General, you can't blame us. Ever since the Grand Museum was robbed, everyone has guessed that you did it. This kind of robbery-like theft has not been done by anyone in the entire continent except you."
, you have never seen it before.”
He paused, then looked around, and then lowered his voice and said: "Boss, for the sake of the fact that I followed you to the Almohad to rob money and stuff, tell me the truth. This is
Didn't you do it?"
Lorraine sighed and shook his head, saying: "To be honest with you, I really didn't do this. I died unjustly."
The knight saw that Lorraine's face didn't look fake, and he couldn't help but murmured: "So, is there really a lone thief? Dare you steal the Holy See like this? Isn't this a clear attempt to commit suicide? This kind of courage is too great
Too big…”
Lorraine glared at him fiercely and said, "You are just chatting here, and why don't you let me in? My girlfriend is still waiting for my date inside."
The knight hurriedly opened the door, with a wry smile on his face, and said: "Sir, if you want to go in, how can I stop you... Your relationship with... that young lady, Fantino is not related to your family now.
Is it the same?"
Lorraine snorted coldly and said, "You're a smart kid."
He threw a small money bag over and said, "Take it. I'll treat the old brothers to a nice drink later. Alas, I've been busy these days and I haven't had time to see them."
As he spoke, he walked in.
The knight took the money bag and put it directly into his pocket without looking at it. He said with a smile: "We veterans will not be polite to you."
As soon as Lorraine walked into the chapel from the sunny outside, she immediately felt a blast of cold air.
Compared with the hot summer outside, this small church is much cooler and extremely comfortable.
Lorraine held the tray and looked at the two closed small doors in front of her, then took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked in.
The scene in this small church is completely different from the polite scene that people outside imagine, drinking red wine, smiling and humming.
As soon as Lorraine walked in, she heard a burst of angry curses.
"You're cross in circles..." A fat, bald man with a shiny face pointed at the equally distinguished red archbishop opposite him, and cursed angrily, "Grandson~! Don't think I don't know you are a bastard.
I have already seen through the little calculations in your heart..."
This look is more powerful than a shrew's scolding, and the smeared stars fly far away, and it is difficult for ghosts and gods within a radius of one foot to approach.
"Your grandma is a bear. I'm afraid of you. When I was living in Causeway Bay, your grandson was still wearing open-crotch pants and playing in the mud. Believe it or not, I will slap you..." The tall and thin man opposite also showed no sign of weakness.
, in terms of momentum, he was not inferior to the other party at all. He waved the staff in his hand and cursed loudly with foaming at the mouth.
"Come here, try..."
"You're really looking for a fight, aren't you?"
"Don't challenge me. Believe it or not, uncle, I will stick out my little finger and kill you bastard..."
"Come on, come on..."
"Come on, who is afraid of whom..."
"..."
After the two got excited, they rolled up their sleeves and were about to rush over and start fighting. The people nearby saw it and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them.
Although they said they were trying to stop him, none of these old guys were over sixty years old. By living to their current age, even a rabbit would have become a spirit.
How could they be so kind-hearted, but all of them are evil-minded, masters, masters, masters of pulling the strings?
Everyone mingled together and shouted loudly: "Don't fight, don't fight, peace is the most important thing. Turn fierceness into peace..."
Then, while blocking the fight, he would kill the killer with pain. There were endless secret tricks such as the donkey kicking his legs, the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon, the monkey stealing peaches, the little monkey picking grapes...
Lorraine stood on the outside and took a few glances, but was not too interested.
This kind of exercise that is very beneficial to the body and mind seems to be the favorite of the cardinals. Every once in a while, they will quarrel for a while, and even several times, the old men picked up their crutches and had several fights.
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At that time, all of them were extremely brave, as if they were fighting to the death against the demons.
Lorraine was very surprised by this situation at first, but then she thought about it and felt relieved.
Each of these big bosses has a high position of authority, and they are usually scattered in four places. It is rare to get together once. What's more, to climb to today's position, it is inevitable to step on others and so on. Everyone has formed a bond with each other.
It’s hard to find an opportunity to get together now. Of course, we have to make a good calculation.
Lorraine found a place to put down the tray in her hand, then took out a few red apples from the middle, wiped them on her sleeves twice, then gnawed them while walking towards Hilmeria's position.
Hilmeria was sitting in her seat, a little bored. When she saw Lorraine, her eyes lit up, and then she moved to the side and gave up half a seat.
Within the Holy See, seniority is also a very serious issue.
Although she is also a red archbishop and has absolute power, she is a newly promoted red archbishop. Therefore, her position is a bit off and extremely deserted.
Moreover, because the light in the room was a bit dim, the cardinals were old and none of them had good eyesight.
Therefore, she was not afraid at all that someone would see the two of them being intimate, and even if they saw it, she would not be afraid at all.
Because few of the cardinals sitting here are good birds. When they were young, they did not do less ideological work for young nuns or believers, and provided individual counseling at night or at a convenient time.
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Lorraine walked over, sat down next to Hilmeria, and then handed over an orange.
Hilmeria was overjoyed at the moment. She liked to eat sour food these days. She happily took it.
While gnawing on the apple, Lorraine looked back at the situation on the court and asked, "What's the situation like today?"
Hilmeria gently peeled the orange peel with her slender white fingers and said: "Nothing. It's just that Fat Fat and Thin Taura were settling an old score from their school days.
It seems that Fate's graduation thesis that year was plagiarized, and Taura sued him. However, Taura denied it, saying that he was not the one who sued, but Fate was his own bastard. How could anyone plagiarize the paper verbatim?
So the two of them quarreled and became angry..."
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of orange, carefully removed the fluff on it, and then gently stuffed it into Lorraine's mouth. Looking at his sour grin, she couldn't help covering her cherry lips.
Smirk.
Lorraine glanced at her angrily and was about to speak.
At this time, a rapid sound of wooden hammers was heard from the rostrum in the middle.
"Quiet, quiet~!"
Everyone immediately stopped making noise and looked back together.
I saw Obachm sitting behind the rostrum with an angry look on his face.
His eyes were like lightning, and he glanced at the crowd fiercely, saying: "Stop all of you, you are all six or seven years old. Are you still fighting every day? Are you already living like a dog at your age? Sit back~
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After hearing his roar, everyone who was arguing in the field glared at each other viciously at the opponents in front of them.
"Mom, wait~!" Fatty Fat cursed, then turned and walked away.
"Damn it, I'm afraid of you~!" Taola also spat heavily on the ground, then turned around and returned to her original position.
Seeing this, the rest of the people also returned to their original positions.
It seems that Obachm is used to this kind of situation and is not surprised at all.
He coughed lightly, then opened the agenda book in front of him and said: "Now I would like to invite the seventeenth candidate, Cardinal Wesley, to speak and introduce the policy agenda."
A fat red archbishop cheered and then jumped up from his seat.
As he walked through the hall, he greeted all the old friends and winked: "It's my turn, it's my turn. Hahaha, everyone must support me, I must support you. Hahahaha..."
He came to the rostrum, then lightened his throat and said: "Gentlemen..."
Hilmeria next to her immediately snorted coldly.
Cardinal Wesley followed the sound and saw the aunt and Lorraine sitting side by side, looking very close, but he pretended not to notice.
After all, this is an election~!
As long as you have a ticket in your hand, you are the master~!
If she is offended, she will lose one vote. That means she cannot be the leader of the Holy See.
To be a good politician, in order to succeed in office, everyone will go around asking for votes without caring. Shake hands with those ordinary people, kneel on the ground, shine their shoes, and passionately kiss their long-drawn foreheads.
The little brat with the yellow nose.
Of course, after being elected, that's a different story.
Cardinal Wesley quickly changed his words and said: "Gentlemen, uh, and ladies. If you elect me to be the pope, then I will lead you all to make a fortune together.
First, increase the issuance of indulgences by 50% on the basis of 40 million per year.
And because we are operating a monopoly, we are not afraid of competitors, so we can significantly increase the price of indulgences, from the current five copper plates to ten gold coins..."
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” someone next to me suddenly started shouting.
"The plan is as good as a pig. Uh, no, no, I shouldn't insult the pig. The plan is worse than a pig~!" Someone below said sarcastically.
Wesley became furious upon hearing this.
He slammed the plan book in his hand on the table, then pointed in the direction of the voice and cursed loudly: "Marvin, I know it's your grandson who is causing trouble again. Isn't it the same time in Carson City?
, did I sue you for a black case? You still hold grudges to this day, as for that?
But you must also know that when the bishop was chosen, I was not chosen. The spot was given to Porter. Later I found out that the grandson was the cardinal’s illegitimate son.
No matter how hard we work and use all our energy to feed, we are still serving as foils for others. We study with the prince."
He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Originally, I didn't plan to say these words, but I've been stupid for too long. Do you want to hear it or not~!"
Lorraine listened to the side and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. He thought to himself: Although I knew that the Holy See was quite chaotic before, I didn't expect it to be so chaotic.
At this time, the red archbishop named Malvern stood up.
He looked at his former friend, and a warm light flashed in his eyes for a moment, but then disappeared. Then he sneered and said: "I am not interested in the situation but the person. Wesley.
First, indulgences are all over the streets now, and the supply is completely oversupply. You want to issue more, is this feasible?
Don't wait until then, and the products sold will not even be as good as butt-wiping paper.
You can embarrass people, but our Holy See cannot afford to embarrass people~!"
The cardinal archbishops present who belonged to the same lineage as Malvern burst into laughter.
Marvin raised his head proudly and continued: "Secondly, you are thinking of raising the price of indulgences, but have you ever thought about it? Those bastards below are not easy to save money.
Let me put it here, if you raise the price today, tomorrow they will dare to secretly take it out and sell it at a low price. At that time, what will you do?"
After hearing this, Lorraine couldn't help but admire that Malvin very much. Then he turned his head and took a closer look at the man. He said: "This guy is quite good at economic management."
Wesley hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly said: "We...we can uniformly number the indulgences and assign responsibility to the person to prevent reselling?"
Malvin immediately spat hard and said: "Oh shit~! When we were together, your brain was like a pig's. I didn't expect that after so many years, you actually improved a bit and became like a pig's shit.
If you increase the 40 million indulgences by 50%, it will be 60 million. You also need to carry out unified numbering. How much will this cost?
If you go a little more advanced and make an anti-counterfeiting magic watermark, you can use it directly as a check~!
You have a pig head..."
Wesley was at a loss for words for a moment, and then he became angry, slammed the table, and shouted loudly: "Malvern, your grandson, you often took advantage of me when we were in Carson City. Every time we ate, you made me pay for it."
Qian. Later, we went together to spy on the proprietress of the Wild Cat Bar taking a shower. You even watched it for more than ten minutes longer than I did.
I have never settled this account with you. Today...I have endured you enough today. I must settle this account carefully~!"
As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves, held up the sacred book he carried with him, and rushed down.
Marvin showed no sign of weakness, raised the scepter in his hand, and jumped over.
The rest of the people looked at it and rushed to the field again, and then started a fight and secretly attacked. There was another chaos in the hall.