My summons are weird

Under the huge silver maple tree, Laurent stood blankly. At some point, his withered body seemed to go back in time. The vigorous vitality emanating from that young body made every movement of him powerful and swift. Looking around in the brilliance, the joy in my heart gradually cooled down at a certain moment.

As if the bubble called hope had been burst, Laurent raised his head.

The branches of the silver maple tree move without wind, and the silver-white light that keeps falling is wrapped in pieces with clear veins and shiny leaves.

Suddenly, the outline of the leaves changed, turning into dancing butterflies.

Butterfly wings are fluttering, and a faint halo blooms from the body, and Laurent seems to be able to see the graceful figure of the girl from it.

Not resentful because the short-lived dream was shattered, Laurent just smiled in relief. He reached out and stroked the silver maple tree in his dream, and then leaned on its strong roots a little bit.

Seeing the dreamlike light curtain softly piled up around him, Laurende understood.

Noisy voices poured into Laurent's brain at this moment, and the two doctors who had taken care of Laurent for many years noticed his gradually opening eyelids and his hands that were grasping something.

The two doctors shed tears.

"My lord Pope..."

The spacious room was full of people. The mournful and anxious expressions of the archbishop and the high priest disappeared the moment Laurende woke up. They wanted to go forward in ecstasy, but they were worried about disturbing the doctor.

"How long have I been asleep..." Laurent's voice was weak.

"His lord the pope has fainted...slept for a whole day, thank the God of Radiance..."

The doctor spoke incoherently, wiping away his tears and speaking with sobs.

Laurent patted the back of his hand lightly, trying to put a smile on his face, and glanced around the room to appease the disturbed people.

A personal expression came into Laurende's mind, but he didn't see the person he most wanted to see at the moment.

She cannot stand here.

Laurent rolled the rolls one by one.

"Inquisition Antonio, Boulder."

"Magistrate David, Cozulela, stay."

Laurent slowly closed his eyes: "Others, go back and rest, don't worry, I'm fine... just need to recuperate."

Very weak consolation, but now everyone wants to believe that what Laurent said is true.

Everyone stepped forward to kiss Laurent's hand one by one, and left the Pope's Tower. The two doctors checked into the Pope's Tower with a box full of medicines. They will not leave here for some time in the future.

The nun in black entered the room with her head bowed among the exiting crowd, and the four archbishops saluted her respectfully—they all knew the importance that the nun in black had in Laurende's heart, and they also knew that the nun in black had paid for Laurende. how much.

She is not loyal to the Theocracy, and only belongs to Laurent.

Seeing the appearance of the nun in black, Laurent couldn't help but grasp her hand, as if he was afraid of something.

After clenching his hands silently for a moment, Laurende said softly: "Give them the scroll."

The four bishops who bowed their heads to listen trembled the moment they heard the scroll.

From Antonio, the oldest archbishop of the court, to David, the youngest archbishop of the executive court, when they saw the scroll, their expressions froze for a moment, and then they handed the scroll to the next person with both hands in a solemn expression.

"The people on this list, the guilt is on me."

The four bishops suddenly raised their heads, but saw Laurent stretching out his hand to stop them from speaking.

"I know that some people outside are worried that I will be induced by someone when I am critically ill and unconscious..."

"My lord, we have been..."

"Antonio, please let me finish." Laurent said, "I know you trust me, and you trust her too...but you have to make it clear."

The four major bishops solemnly bowed to the nun in black again.

She has devoted her whole life to the Theocracy but her name cannot even be known to the outside world, and she can only be called "the nun in black" again and again.

As Laurende's true love, he can't have any status. For Laurende, he silently endured the prejudices from him, but he never complained that Laurende didn't change anything for it...

This respect comes from their hearts.

The executive court and the trial court, the most core institutions in the Theocracy, were reviewed by these four people. When these two scrolls appear in the future, no one will question that the black-clothed nun interfered with them.

The love between the nun in black and Laurent cannot be tarnished.

Staring at the four bishops, Laurent announced lightly: "At the same time, you should also know that Sierra Ophelia will not be the next pope."

Like a thunderclap, the four major bishops looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes and expressions.

"Master Pope... Serra..." Antonio trembled a little, "Did she make any mistakes?"

The intimacy between Serra and Laurent is known to everyone. Until now, the position of the pope is still undecided, so many people speculate that the day of the coronation will be when Serra returns.

But the situation seems to have changed... Except that Sierra made a mistake, they couldn't imagine other possibilities.

"There is no fault...she is not suitable to be the pope, that's all. In view of the criticism of Cerrado within the Theocracy during my illness, you will announce this matter in a cryptic manner."

"Selah's chosen post is retained, and spreading the teachings is still her duty."

"I'm tired, let's go rest."

The four major bishops who were too shocked were stunned for a while, and then they left one by one. On the way to leave, they were still savoring what Laurent said.

The room fell silent again. The nun in black opened the magic circle, and then... climbed onto the bed, hugged Laurende and sobbed softly.

Even though she had already made preparations, the nun in black felt that the world was spinning when she saw Laurent vomit blood and fell into a coma.

She didn't want to accept such a sudden parting, although she knew that no parting of any kind could be rehearsed or well prepared. She just hoped that in the last days of her life, Laurent would be able to explain everything peacefully, without regrets... holding her hand and going to sleep little by little.

Laurent didn't say anything, silently warming the nun's unbearably cold body in black.

"Don't blame them, let the new Pope do those things."

As he got older, he became a little more indecisive. Thinking of the people he had watched growing up go astray, and he was about to mark the end of their life himself, Laurent's heart suddenly stabbed, and then he lost consciousness.

He really wants everything to be peaceful, and he also hopes that these children who he has watched grow up can welcome the new era in their own place... However, people's minds change, and their crazy desires make them strange.

In order for the tree to bear more delicious fruit, the pruning of the branches is inevitable.

"I dreamed of the silver maple tree again... a world filled with warmth and light, and those dancing butterflies seemed to be whispering something to me..."

The curled up body of the nun in black began to tremble.

This is what Laurent saw last year after he was seriously ill and fell into a coma, and it lasted for a long time.

Those dreamlike scenes are like a graveyard for Laurent...

Now, it's coming again.

Sera believes that this is rooted deep in Laurent's heart, and the projection of the God of Radiance and the silver maple tree that he has accumulated over time is Laurent's imagination of the world after death.

Undoubtedly, Laurende once again heard the footsteps of the god of death, and this coma of vomiting blood was the signal from the body.

There is really not much time left for him.

"Serra and the others were involved by the blood clan, and the security of the territory could not be guaranteed, so they couldn't come back... What should we do?" the nun in black asked.

"Let the incarnation of glory cooperate with Lu Yu and Sera..."

"Do you want to mobilize the power of the Church? Will this cause..."

Laurent shook his head: "Lu Yu and Sera will use the value of a glorious incarnation to the limit."

"One?" The nun in black didn't think that one glorious incarnation could deal with the entire blood race group.

"One is enough, remember what they lack the most?"

The nun in black murmured, "Time?"

Laurent stroked the face of the nun in black with his hands: "It's time. It was very difficult for them in the early stage of the construction of the territory. The characterization of the magic circle and the arrangement of defense methods were extremely troublesome. After this period of time, everything will be fine. Get up. Any race will have survival as its first goal, and when Lu Yu encouraged Broken Jincheng to hunt the blood race like Sligo slaying a dragon, he was already planning to delay the pace of the blood race."

"How long is he going to delay?"

"Drag until the tide of magic. According to the records of the Theocracy's messenger, Newman is an excellent leader, and an excellent leader will put the survival of the race first, and will avoid risks and stay away from danger."

In front of Laurende, Newman, who was far away in the Red Flame Mountains, was examined in a one-way transparent way.

"You originally planned to test him, but now you have to help him...does it matter?" the nun in black asked.

"No, even without me, he and Sera can still handle it perfectly. It's my body that drags all of this... I really want to see how they originally planned to delay the blood race and calculate the blood race... The picture of the younger generations working hard to grow and keep improving is really true. I can't watch it enough times..."

"I really want to see... what their territory will look like in the future..."

"Lu Yu, Sera, Lulu, what kind of relationship will the three of them develop in the future, I'm so curious..."

Muttering, muttering, full of best wishes to Lu Yu and his party, and good expectations for the future of the land that is still under development.

Laurende coughed. He pointed to the dark space in the distance, shaking his index finger hurriedly.

The nun in black got up quickly, took out a wooden box from it, and took out the scroll from the wooden box after Laurent's breathing was stable.

This is also a list, the difference is that the person who wrote it herself is the nun in black.

"I have carefully screened the people on the list. They are all trustworthy, reliable, capable, and loyal." The black-clothed nun said, "The important thing is that they have not yet believed in the glorious doctrine."

The list of more than a hundred people was looked back and forth by Laurent for a long time, and then he smiled and nodded to the nun in black.

"It's going to be the best gift, they're going to love it."