Dancing is not allowed on the grave

Holy City, Florette.

The light element crystal suspended on the spire of the temple is endless day and night, slowly rotating, and the brilliance shines on the entire city.

The door that flowed with the luster of the runes opened to the outside, and the priests filed in, found their place in the square of the temple, and then stood quietly holding the Codex of Light and the scepter, orderly.

"clang--"

"clang--"

The tower clock struck twice, and the saint in a platinum embroidered robe stepped into the temple. Behind her was the protagonist of this rally, His Majesty the Supreme Pope of Rosla.

All the priests bowed their heads respectfully, only keeping their eyes on their feet, for fear that their peeping would offend the highest authority in the Holy See.

It was not until the pope took his seat at the highest seat in the temple that they raised their heads and looked straight ahead.

Grezel's eyelids drooped, and he propped his face on the side with one hand as if weary, and only raised his chin slightly to signal the saint beside him, "Dolores."

"Yes."

Dolores took half a step forward, facing everyone in the Holy See, and opened the scroll in her hand.

"Two months ago, at the wedding ceremony of Duke Angus of the Augustinian Empire, a giant dragon appeared and kidnapped the princess. Angus controlled the nobles of the empire in an attempt to launch a rebellion, and then the corpse epidemic broke out in Augustine..."

"I believe you have already learned from the history of the Holy See. As early as decades ago, Augustine had a large-scale corpse epidemic. The cause was also war-we have reason to believe that this is the punishment of the gods on the warlike. In Iraq Under the protection of Lord Sabella, Augustine's epidemic has been brought under control, but the Duke of Angus is still ready to move. In order to prevent the disaster from happening again, the Holy See decided to intervene to quell this dispute."

After Dolores finished reading the first half of the scroll, the priests below began to exchange glances, most of which were bored and impatient.

The Holy See has always advocated peace and is neutral among the empires. Before that, Augustine and Ferdinand had come forward to mediate countless times. This time, it was their turn to manage Augustine's internal conflicts.

But what Dolores announced next made the turbulent priests unbelievable, and the Holy See fell silent for a moment.

The Holy See believes that the Augustine Empire is too ambitious, and the strict title system and the high-handed rule of the royal family are also the root causes of the war, which will inevitably bring disaster to the people.

For the sake of Losra's peace, the pope decided to overthrow the rule of the Augustine royal family and bring the territory of the empire into the scope of power of the Holy See—and based on this, the Holy Light Empire was established.

These words were like a blockbuster, detonating the entire temple after a brief silence.

The pastors talked a lot, with half and half supporters and opponents.

Opponents believe that the Holy See of the Holy Light is a neutral organization that believes in the goddess of light. Although it is large in scale and has a high status, it cannot fight against the empire anyway.Supporters believe that the Holy See of the Holy Light has been contributing to the peace of Losra Continent for many years, but the Augustine royal family is stubborn and still secretly monopolizes Ferdinand's trade, planning a war of aggression, and under the strict title system, the nobles exploit the people , the disputes have never stopped, it is better to be directly under the jurisdiction of the Holy See, and there is nothing wrong with the establishment of the Holy Light Empire.

Besides—once the Holy Light Empire is established, the status of the Holy See's senior management will only rise. Who doesn't like power?

Even the opponents are mostly retreating from the instinct of war. If Augustine's rule can be overthrown without sacrifice, they probably have no objections.

Everything was within Grezel's expectations, he only lowered his eyes, and knocked on the emerald stone inlaid on the armrest of the throne with his knuckles.

Light golden locks of hair hung down, covering the sneer on His Majesty's lips.

His ambitions are not limited to Augustine.

As early as when the holy city was being built, Grezel had already had the ambition to rule Losra—it's a pity that both of the treasures were left in Nathaniel's palace, otherwise he would have completed his grand plan long ago, so why would he need it? Step by step, waiting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Of course, if he didn't need to play the benevolent pope, it would not be difficult to rule the mainland with Grezel's strength, but the difficulty was that he wanted both power and an archway, and he was reluctant to take off his kind mask.

Therefore, until the belief of the Holy See of the Holy Light permeated the entire Augustinian Empire today, he could logically invade in the name of peace and establish his own empire... and then use this as a foundation to conquer the entire Losra.

In the turbulent temple, Grezel pretended to close his eyes and meditate, but actually planned a grand blueprint in his mind.

At this moment, Saint Dolores, who announced the content of the rally for him, closed the scroll, frowned and interrupted His Majesty's contemplation, "Your Majesty, aren't we launching a war by using force to overthrow Augustine's rule? "

"Besides, the Holy See of the Holy Light has been neutral for thousands of years. Does this mean..."

Grezel opened his eyes suddenly, and there was clearly no killing intent in his eyes, but Dolores felt a chill down her spine, and subconsciously took half a step back.

"Dolores." Grezel rubbed his temples, "How about the matter that I asked you to investigate?" Dolores was startled, and then replied respectfully after she realized, "I found out, the last time the miracle happened." Appearing south of Augustine, on the border with Ferdinand."

She hesitated for a moment, then added, "It's very close to the cemetery His Majesty sent me to investigate."

Grezel raised his eyebrows slightly: "Kalami?"

"No, it's another nearby town." Dolores shook her head and said, "The miracle of Karami appeared earlier than that. It's strange to say that there are traces of miracles appearing in the Augustinian Empire one after another. The only exception is the town of Karami, where miracles happened almost at the same time as another city far away... Will Lady Isabella favor the two towns at the same time?"

Grezel frowned, still unconsciously rubbing his temples, "Who knows?"

He spoke so softly that only Dolores could hear him.

The Pope seldom showed such a side, he almost blurted out what he thought of, completely unguarded against her.

Such an unintentional expression of trust is simply a killer weapon, Dolores forgot her question just now, and turned her mind to solving His Majesty's problems, and volunteered to say, "After the rally, I will go to the south of Augustine to investigate. "

Grezel looked up at her for two seconds before showing a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

At the same time, in the newly built White Pigeon Square in Karami Town, five "weirds" in cloaks are sitting by the fountain.

The feathered phoenix flew out from the cloak of the red-haired beauty, fluttering its small wings and chasing the white pigeons that uttered the same sound as it.

The white doves flapped their wings and flew to the sky, disappearing among the clouds.

"Are you serious?" Melotti grabbed back the mischievous little phoenix, "His Majesty the Pope disguised himself as a woman?"

"I wouldn't lie to anyone, Melotti." Nancy said sternly, "I really saw the Pope dressed as a woman."

"No way..." Melotti drooped her eyebrows in disappointment, and the glorious image of His Majesty the Pope's handsome and stalwart shattered in her mind.

Searle sat aside without saying a word.

If he told what Grezel did, Melotti's worldview might collapse.

However, before leaving the dungeon, Lancelot warned them not to tell them the truth. After all, none of these people had a gatekeeper, so there was no guarantee that the news would not be leaked and Grezel would be aware of it.

The current underground world is in a mess. Even the return of the Demon King will take time to rectify. Now the power of the Holy Light Vatican is huge, and there is a faint posture of becoming a country of its own. Lancelot does not intend to expose himself until he is fully prepared.

So even after listening to Nancy and the others talking more and more outrageously, traced back from Grezel's women's clothing to his relationship with Isabella, and interpreted the Pope as an infatuated man who used women's clothes to miss his beloved, Searle just couldn't help it. Coughing and retorting, "No, I think Grezel is a pervert, and it has nothing to do with being affectionate or not."

When Searle said this, Melotti seemed to remember something.

"Having said that, I heard friends from the Holy See say that their saint seems to have an unusual relationship with His Majesty the Pope."

"Dolores?" Nancy continued, "I've seen it a few times, she is indeed very beautiful, and she is a rare genius of holy light magic. It is said that her affinity for light elements is even better than that of Grezel back then."

Melotti squinted at him, "You know quite a lot."

"However," Nancy scratched her head, "maybe beauties are always similar, and Dolores also looks like Isabella."

"Furthermore, Dolores was brought back to the Holy See by His Majesty the Pope when she was a child on the streets, and she has been growing up by his side since then... In a sense, this experience is completely a replica of the Pope and Isabella, only But the roles were reversed."

But if Dolores is really Isabella, it is impossible for the Pope to just raise her up and promote her to be a saint of the Holy See.

Melotti frowned, "So—the Pope regards Dolores as a substitute for the Goddess of Light?"

The emotional entanglements in the Holy See of the Holy Light are really constant, and the reasoning is still chaotic.

"Very likely." Nancy said, moving towards Melotti and getting closer to her. "I'm different, I only have eyes for you, my dear."

Searle: "..."

He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, suddenly missing the time when Lancelot was by his side.

Mr. Steward will put his coat on him very promptly and properly.

Melotti also didn't like Nancy's tricks, and pushed him away with the Ember Rose in disgust, and said to herself, "So, it is also a handsome and powerful existence. Although Lord Demon King is chaotic and evil, his emotional history is comparable to that of the Pope. Your Majesty is much cleaner."

"It is said that there were a large number of hell succubi and sea monsters under the devil's command back then, each of which was more beautiful than the other, and he didn't take a look at it, tsk... I heard from the people in the Holy Light Church that the Lord Demon King woke up, and I don't know if it's true .”

"If it's true—" Melotti raised her red hair from the sideburns, "I have to find a way to marry him."

Syl, who had been silent just now, couldn't sit still now, "You have no chance, Miss Melotti."

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Melotti frowned, realizing that things were not simple.