Crown of Silence

Chapter 477 Pendant

"The pain will pass, Ciel."

Constantine repeated what he said yesterday, as if repeating the only truth in the world:

"This will pass."

Charles looked at him, and after a long time, he shook his head: "Mr. Constantine, give up. At this point, are you ready to wait for decades for someone to rescue you?"

Constantine spread his hands, "For me, the Tower of Judgment might be a good place to retire."

"What about the revolutionary army?"

Charles asked: "In a few days, once the Revolutionary Army releases the Dragon of Disaster in the Holy City, the war between the Revolutionary Army and the Holy City will no longer be able to stop it. No matter how far away the New World Colony is, the countries They won't allow it to exist... Mr. Constantine, are you willing to do it?

Are you willing to let that madman Gaius bury all your life's hard work?

Yesterday you told me that you were going to make a decision, and no matter what the outcome was, many people would die. But why not let those innocent people survive? "

Constantine looked at him with mocking eyes: "You want me to defect to the Holy City?"

"right."

Charles nodded: "This is the best result for you and the revolutionary army - Mr. Constantine, it's still too late to stop this."

Constantine was silent, and suddenly he couldn't help laughing, full of self-deprecation.

"How good it is to hear you say these words to me, Charles."

He stretched out his hand, patted Charles on the shoulder, and touched his neck with his cold fingers: "If someone had said that to me before, I would have killed him - unfortunately, I am old."

Constantine retracted his finger, looked at the stiff Ciel, smiled tiredly, and waved:

"You can go now, Ciel."

He looked at the one-way glass window: "Now, bring me a big shot who can take care of things."

Charles was confused and heard his voice:

"If the person's clothes don't have more than one gold edge, I won't speak."

In the Holy City, there is a gold edge on the cassock, which is the title of bishop. He is in charge of an entire diocese and is a high-ranking figure in the religious order.

There are two gold edges, which is the archbishop, or 'archbishop'. Just like Mephistopheles, he controls the church of a country and has dozens of dioceses under his jurisdiction.

After just half an hour, the entire underground building was under martial law.

All irrelevant persons were isolated. Two giants in gospel armor guarded the door. Two priests in red robes walked into the interrogation room. Their clothes had no gold rims or any decorations.

But no one dared to question their qualifications.

——Cardinal.

Two cardinals actually came, and they were here representing the Cardinal Church.

In other words, if the cult has an entity, then that entity is here at this moment.

This behemoth actually condescended to come here and talk to Constantine.

——

And in the hall that isolates other people.

Ye Qingxuan, Xia Er and Lang Di squatted in the corner, looking at each other.

"I thought that the only people like me who sneaked into the Silent Organization without even having an official position were considered idlers." Ye Qingxuan looked at Wolf Flute: "Why do you count?"

"Although the Silent Agency sounds majestic and domineering, it is just a place that does dirty work for the Holy City. Wherever it goes, it is just like a bastard."

Wolf Flute snorted twice and glanced at him: "Now do you know how noble the path to teaching was that you dismissed at the beginning?

If you had come to the Holy City at that time and had been recommended by Father Ben, with your ability, you would have managed to sneak into the Papal Palace as a confidential secretary. If you had another three or four years as a bishop, if you had the opportunity in five years, Return to the Holy City to further your studies, and then be sent out to become the Archbishop.

The tide is rising for Father Ben. With his support, when you are forty years old, it may not be impossible to get close to the cardinals. After one of the sixteen cardinals has died, you, the candidate, can automatically Fill in.

If you are lucky enough in your lifetime, you might even be elected pope! "

Ye Qingxuan chuckled, "I won't even be a musician then, how can I be the Red King?"

"Do you think the bishops in the Cardinal Church are all musicians? Do we have to fight first when choosing the pope?

Nine out of ten people who can be elected as cardinals are full-time priests, and I am afraid they are not even musician apprentices. "

Lang Flute looked at him with a smile but not a smile: "The Red King is the spokesperson of the gods in the human world, and everything he says and does is righteous. It's hard to say whether there is a miracle of resurrection after death, but there may not be others.

Before becoming the pope, the sixth pope was just a bishop with a background of asceticism. There are many such precedents. Even if you are not a musician, when you become the Red King, you will naturally have a crown. "

Ye Qingxuan was about to speak when he saw Langdi raise a finger to his mouth: "Shh! Now they have reached the key point of the conversation... They have started to negotiate the price."

"Um?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned, "Are you eavesdropping?"

"Nonsense, why didn't you eavesdrop on the first negotiation between the deputy commander of the Revolutionary Army and the Cardinal Church?" Lang Di took a breath of air before he finished speaking.

"What's wrong?"

"Cardinal..."

Wolf Flute lowered his voice: "A title of Cardinal! A decree signed by the Pope! Why is the Holy City so happy this time?"

Soon, he was stunned, and his expression changed.

"Constantine started to recite the list."

"List?"

"He said six names, and then he stopped talking."

Wolf Whistle said: "He wants the Holy City to reconsider his price... Now the title of Cardinal has become real power, and the **** order has become six... And the Cardinal will promise him that he will have a department of his own, with all the staff, and all obey his deployment..."

Soon, he didn't dare to listen anymore.

The two saints in the Holy City have all arrived here.

If he listens any more, he is afraid that he will be exposed.

"But no matter what, as long as this sale is negotiated, Constantine will make a lot of money this time." Wolf Whistle smoked a cigarette and said faintly: "Charles has a good thigh."

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan was confused.

"Just now Constantine was still asking Charles to join the church and serve as his confidential secretary and deputy. In two days, your senior brother will be the new noble of the Holy City."

Charles ate the lunch box of the silent agency, with a confused look on his face.

"What?"

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After more than ten minutes, the cardinals left in a hurry with the long list they got from Constantine.

Everyone was kept until the next morning before leaving. Only then did they know how big a turmoil the Holy City had stirred up last night. Snow and blood fell all over the Holy City.

The winter thunder roared.

The loud noise brewed last night still echoed over the Holy City.

More than hundreds of people were involved in the church, and many of them held important positions and had a bright future. For several consecutive days, the priests in black led the garrison corps to travel through every corner of the Holy City, arresting beggars.

In the middle of the night of the second day, there was a loud noise in the east of the city, and a dazzling light exploded. The battle between the saint and the four musicians ended in a short moment. Under the control of the saint, no one was injured or killed.

All the rebels were crushed and subdued.

Unfortunately, Gaius escaped.

Two days later, Constantine walked out of prison holding the Holy City's imperial seal. He walked into the Pope's Palace under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and the situation was settled.

The Holy City had already announced that at the Winter Twilight Festival five days later, the Pope would give him a solemn red robe in front of everyone after the New Year's sermon in the Holy City Square where everyone gathered.

From then on, he was a force that could not be ignored in the Holy City.

The aftermath of the earthquake was still reverberating in various countries.

After this battle, the revolutionary army retreated at least ten years, and thousands of members died. And stepping on the corpses of the revolutionary army, Constantine reached the peak of power.

Well, there is still a pendant named Charles on his thigh...