Red Blood Dragon Knight

Chapter 624 Sacred Election (Part I, ask for monthly pass)

A few days later, at St. Paul's Square in the Holy City of Vantino, although many believers still came to worship and baptize at this time, they praised the great God of Light wholeheartedly. On the surface, everything was as usual.

But those who have lived in the holy city for a long time have keenly felt that the atmosphere here is different from before.

There is an unusual smell in the air.

And this kind of smell can only smell the meaning of the smell in the air, only those who have lived near Vaticano for decades.

The old people squatted in the shade of the garden, looked up at the spire of the Vatican Cathedral from a distance, and muttered: "It's time again, it's going to be lively."

There were more people on the Vatican Plaza than before. These people made a pious look, but they always wandered around the Plaza, over and over again, without feeling boring at all.

The believers who visited and walked on the square had elegant manners and slender legs. At first glance, they knew that they had beaten their legs.

All of them had red lips and white teeth and fair skin. Some men even put powder on their faces and sprinkled powder on their heads.

When they talked, although they spoke with different accents, they couldn't conceal that kind of noble gentlemanship and pretentiousness.

Some spoke with a pointed orchid, making the people who saw them feel nauseous.

After all, everyone has never seen a few little white faces before. They saw the fat aunt selling fruits, and then called her: "My dear Nancy..."

If she stayed in the country, even if she was talking to a fat aunt who dared to speak like this, the aunt would definitely scream "playing a pervert" and chase after her with a rolling pin.

At the same time, everyone usually rushed up with outrage, hitting him with a brick dung fork or something so that he could not take care of himself, let him know what is so colorful, always spring~ Think our country’s old aunt and daughter-in-law are good to molest?

But in Vaticano, everyone is well-informed. People of all kinds on the mainland have seen them. Everyone’s eyes are poisoned. They know that anyone who talks like this is generally not a second fool, or a so-called nobleman.

These two kinds of people are all mentally abnormal, and they are simply fed up. Therefore, it is understandable to say something abnormal. No one cares about them.

While these people wandered slowly in the main square, they gathered together from time to time and talked a few words in a low voice. Then they turned and separated without waiting for someone nearby.

How do they look at their actions, how strange and mysterious are revealed.

That situation can only be seen by the vendors who exchange foreign exchange certificates or sell tabloid novels that are forbidden.

It is said that in some time and space, people who issue fake certificates or sell pirated CDs can also be seen.

Otherwise, there is no semicolon.

Although people don't know much about the **** political brokers, they also know what shameful things they are doing.

Countless private transactions, bargaining, compromises and exchanges, alliances and betrayals... all were secretly carried out in their conversations about selling pirated CDs.

At the other end of the main square is the world-famous St. Paul’s Cathedral.

Although the cathedral is still open, it welcomes believers from all over the world. But at this time, the guard was strengthened a lot.

There used to be only one post, but now they are all dual-card dual-standby... well, dual-post and dual-guard. In some important places, even a team of Templars was stationed.

In short, it is now surrounded very tightly.

On the tall roof of the cathedral, the holy cross flag representing the **** of light is flying high.

And behind the cathedral, you can see a faint black smoke from a chimney.

This is the symbol of the convening of the Guangming Council, handed down for thousands of years.

If the smoke turns white, the world will know that a new pope was born here. And no, it means that they are still in the meeting.

The people who entered the cathedral to visit were stopped. The handsome young priests politely told them not to enter the Sistine Chapel behind the cathedral—because all the cardinals were meeting. .

Across the transparent windowpane of the cathedral, people cast awe and curiosity into the closed door.

First, it is because this small church was designed by Michelangelo, the greatest designer in the world.

Secondly, this is also the most important.

They know that all the red bishops on the mainland have gathered here to hold the Great Council of Light and elect the next pope.

Although knowing that it is impossible, almost everyone will imagine the situation in that room.

The red archbishops who were dressed in red robes and fluttered white beards were polite and polite. And full of extremely profound philosophy of life. Even if it is a word spread out, it can also benefit people for life.

Every pope election is a serious discussion on theology and philosophy, and the new pope must be the master of these two aspects.

Moreover, after the meeting, these conversation records full of rational thoughts and philosophical glory will all be compiled into the Holy See Millennium Universal Edition textbooks, down to the various dioceses on the mainland, and become popular teaching materials and designated reading materials for the Holy See's primary and secondary schools.

For those who are in confusion and at a loss, guide a bright road to the future and a road to happiness.

Although everyone wants to go in at this time, listen to the teaching destruction full of thought and philosophy (note, correct).

More importantly, if you go in and listen to the trail news, so that you can hug your thighs and worship the pier as soon as possible, but seeing the tight guards, you can only return now.

Although they cannot enter, it does not mean that some others cannot enter.

Just as everyone was reluctant to leave, a young man dressed in obedient clothes, holding a plate full of fruit in his hands, swaggered over from the path in the garden.

He didn't go directly to the main entrance, but took a familiar road around to the Throne of God Seal, and walked past the Throne of God Seal along an imperceptible path next to the church.

Wandering around among 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 vigilantly.

The young man smiled with his 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 bring anything like this to play~ When you come back, they all said it was a fruit gift, and you didn't change an excuse. This made us very embarrassed. Now, what are you still pretending to be an attendant? Now anyone in the Holy See does not know you~"

The young man ignored his previous question, just took out two apples and bananas and stuffed them into their hands, saying: "Oh? Everyone knows me? What do they say about me? I am a face project. , Is it always something to do, otherwise it would be too bad for you."

The knight smiled bitterly: "What else can it be? Fire prevention, theft prevention, Lorraine prevention."

Lorraine stared immediately and said: "What?"

The knight hurriedly waved his hand and said, "General, we can't be blamed. Since the museum was stolen, everyone has guessed that it was your old man. This kind of raid is the same as stealing things, except for your old man. Everyone hasn’t seen it.”

He paused, then looked around, then lowered his voice and said, "Boss, because I went to Almohad with you to grab money and rob things, tell me the truth. This is Didn't you do it?"

Lorraine sighed and shook his head, and said, "To tell you the truth, I really didn't do this thing. I died unjustly."

The knight looked at Lorraine with a face that didn't look like a fake, and he couldn't help muttering: "So, is there really a lone thief? Dare to steal the Vatican like this? Isn't this a guilty death? too big……"

Lorraine glared at him fiercely, and said, "You just chatter here, and don't you let me in? My girlfriend is still waiting for me to date."

The knight hurriedly hit the door with a wry smile, and said, "My Sir, you are going in, how can I stop... Your relationship with... that young lady, now Vantino is not with your family It is the same?"

Lorraine snorted coldly, and said, "You guys are acquainted."

He tossed a small money bag over to the God Seal Throne and said, "Take it. Turn around and invite the old brothers to have a drink. Alas, I have been busy these days. I have no time to see them."

While talking, he walked in.

The knight took the purse and put it in his pocket without looking at it. He smiled and said, "We veterans are not polite to you."

As soon as Lorraine walked into the chapel from the sunny outside, he immediately felt a burst of cold air.

Compared with the hot summer outside, this little church is much cooler and extremely comfortable.

Lorraine was holding the tray, looking at the two small doors closed in front of him, then took a deep breath, then pushed the door and walked in.

The situation in this small church is completely different from the polite, polite, wine tasting, and humming scenes that people outside imagine.

As soon as Lorraine walked in, he heard a burst of anger rushing toward his face.

"Your mother crossed circles..." A greasy, fat bald head pointed at the same distinguished cardinal archbishop opposite, and yelled angrily, "Grandson~Don't think I don't know what your bastard's heart is. My little abacus, I have already seen through your little intestines..."

This appearance is more powerful than the vigor of a shrew scolding the street, the smeared stars have all flew far away, and ghosts and gods are difficult to approach within a square meter.

"Your grandma is a bear, I'm afraid of you. When I was in Causeway Bay, your grandson still wore open crotch pants and played with pee. Believe it or not, I smoked you..." The tall, thin man on the other side also showed no weakness. , In terms of his momentum, he was not inferior to the other party, waving the staff in his hand, and screaming loudly.

"You **** here. Try..."

"You're looking for something, don't you?"

"Don't challenge me. Believe it or not, I will put a little finger out and you will die of a bastard......"

"Come on, come on..."

"Come on, who is afraid of who..."

"..."

After the two said that they were excited, they were about to rush through their sleeves to start the fight. The people next to them watched and hurried forward to stop them.

Although they said it was a blockade, none of these old guys were sixty years old, and even the rabbit has become a fine after living to the present age.

How could they be so kind, all of them evil-hearted, they are master masters who pull sideways.

Everyone mingled together, shouting loudly: "Don't fight, don't fight, peace is the most important thing. Turn your strength into peace..."

Then while blocking the block, while hurting the killer. What kind of donkey kicks the legs, the dragon has eighteen palms, the monkey steals peaches, the little monkey picks grapes... all kinds of secret tricks emerge in endlessly.

Lorraine stood on the periphery and glanced. But they are not too interested.

This kind of very beneficial exercise method seems to be the favorite of the cardinals. Every once in a while, they have to fight for a while, and even several times, the old men took up crutches and did a lot of fights. .

At that time, they were all heroic and abnormal, like fighting a desperate battle with the demons.

Lorraine was very strange about this situation at first, but after thinking about it, he was relieved.

These big bosses are highly weighted one by one, and they are all scattered in four places. It is rare to get together once. What's more, if you can climb to where you are today, you can't avoid stepping on people. Everyone also forged enmity with each other. Now it's easy to find an opportunity to get together, of course, we must count it carefully.

Lorraine found a place to put down the tray in his hand, and then copied a few red apples from the middle, wiped them twice on the sleeves, and then gnawed while walking towards Silmelia's position.

Silmelia was sitting in her place, a little bored, her eyes lit up when she saw Lorraine, then she moved aside and let half of her seat out.

Within the Holy See, this argument about seniority is also quite serious.

Although she is also the cardinal archbishop and has absolute power, she is the newly promoted cardinal archbishop. Therefore, the position is a little bit off, extremely deserted.

Moreover, the light in the room is a bit dim. Those red archbishops are getting older, and none of them have good eyes.

Therefore, she is not at all afraid that someone will see the two close together, and even if they do, she is not at all afraid.

Because few of the cardinals sitting are good birds. When they were young, they did not do less ideological work for the young nuns or believers, and offered individual counseling at night or at a convenient time.

Lorraine walked over to the God Seal Throne, sat down beside Silmelia, and handed an orange to the God Seal Throne.

Silmelia is overjoyed right now, but these days she likes to eat something sour. He diligently took over the throne of God Seal at the moment.

Lorraine gnawed at the apple while looking back at the situation on the court, and asked, "What's the situation today?"

Silmelia's slender and white fingers gently peeled the orange peel, and said, "Nothing. It's just Fat Fat and Thin Taura, who counted an old account from school.

It seems that Fatt’s graduation thesis that year was plagiarized, and Taura was sued. But Taura denied it, saying that it was not his own complaint. It was Fatt's own rice bucket. There is no way to copy the paper exactly.

So the two people quarreled and became angry..."

While she was talking, she picked up a petal of orange, carefully removed the fluff on it, and then gently stuffed it into Lorraine's mouth. Seeing his sour toothy grin, he couldn't help hiding his lips and snickering.

Lorraine gave her an angry look and was about to speak.

At this moment, I heard a rush of wooden knocking on the rostrum in the middle.

"Quiet, quiet~"

Everyone immediately stopped the noise, and then looked back together.

I saw Obachem sitting behind the rostrum with an angry expression on his face.

He glanced at the people fiercely, and said: "All stop for me. It's all his mother's six or seven years old. Now he fights every day? Are you old dogs? All sit back for me~ "

Hearing his roar, everyone who was arguing in the court gave each other a vicious look at their opponent.

"Mom, wait~" Fat Fatt cursed, then turned and left.

"Your mother, I'm afraid of you~" Tao La also spit out thick sputum on the ground before turning around and returning to his original position.

Looking at this, the rest of the people all returned to their original positions.

Obachem seemed to be familiar with this situation too, not surprising.

He coughed slightly, then opened the agenda in front of him, and said: "Now, I would like to invite the seventeenth candidate, Archbishop Wesley, to introduce the policy agenda."

A chubby red archbishop cheered immediately, then jumped from his seat.

As he walked through the hall, he greeted a group of old friends, winking his eyebrows and said: "It's me, it's me. Hahaha, everyone must join, must join. Hahahaha..."

He came to the rostrum, then lightened his throat, and said, "Gentlemen..."

Silmelia immediately snorted.

The Red Archbishop Wesley followed the sound and saw the grandmother and Lorraine sitting side by side, very intimate, but he pretended not to see them.

After all, this is an election~

As long as it has a ticket in hand, it is the uncle~

In case she is offended, one vote will be lost by then. That is not to be the head of the Holy See.

To be a good politician, in order to succeed in the position. Everyone will go around worshipping tickets without caring. Shaking hands with the people, kneeling on the ground, shining their shoes for them, and passionately kissing their little bunny with a long yellow nose.

Of course, after being elected, that's another story.

The Cardinal Wesley hurriedly changed his words, saying: "Gentlemen, uh, and ladies. If you choose me as the pope, then I will bring you together for money.

First, increase the volume of indulgences by 50% on an annual basis of 40 million.

And because we are operating in a monopoly, we are not afraid of competitors, so we can greatly increase the price of indulgences from the current five copper plates to ten gold coins..."

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"The plan is the same as the pig. Uh, no, it's wrong, I shouldn't insult the pig. The plan is not as good as the pig~" someone below said coldly.

Wesley was furious at the moment.

He slapped the plan in his hand on the table heavily, then pointed in the direction of the voice, and shouted: "Marvin, I know your grandson is making trouble again. It was not when he was in Carson City. , Have you sued you for a black figure? You still hold grudges to the present, as for?

But you must also know that when the bishop was chosen, I didn't choose it either. That place was given to Potter. I learned later that the grandson was the illegitimate son of the cardinal.

No matter how hard we are, we will use all the strength of feeding, which is also a foil for people. Accompanying the prince to study. "

He paused, and then continued: "Originally, I didn't intend to say these things, but I was too long. Do you like to listen to them~"

Lorraine listened by the side, in a cold sweat. I secretly said in my heart: Although I knew that there was a lot of chaos in the Holy See, I didn't expect it to be so chaotic.

At this time, the cardinal named Marvin stood up.

He looked at this former friend, a warm light flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared. Then he sneered: "I'm not right about things. Wesley.

First, the indulgences are now all over the streets, and there is an oversupply. You have to increase, is this feasible?

Don’t sell as good as wipes.

You lose people, but our Holy See can't afford to lose people~"

The cardinals who were in the same line as Malvern burst into a roar of laughter.

Marvin raised his head triumphantly and continued: "Second, you are thinking about raising the price of the indulgence notes, but have you ever thought about it. The puppies below are not fuel-efficient lamps either.

Let me put it here, if you raise the price today, tomorrow they dare to secretly take it out and sell it at a low price. What do you do at that time? "

Lorraine listened and couldn't help but admired the Marvin very much, then turned his head and took a closer look at the man. Said: "This guy also has a good deal of economic management."

Wesley hesitated for a moment, then hesitated and said: "We... we can number the indulgences uniformly, and the responsibility is on the people. To prevent reselling?"

Malvern took a sigh immediately and said: "I yeah~ When we were together, your mind was like a pig. I didn't expect that after so many years, you would have improved a bit and become like a pig shit.

Forty million indulgences ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you increase by 50%, that is 60 million. You have to make a unified number. How much does it cost?

If you make it a little more advanced and make a magic watermark for anti-counterfeiting, you can directly use it as a check~

You are a pig brain..."

Wesley was at a loss of words for a while, and became angry at the moment. He slapped the table and shouted: "Malvin, your grandson, back then in Carson City, you always took advantage of me. Every time I ate, you let me pay. Money. Later, I ran to take a peek at the boss of the Wildcat Bar to take a bath. You watched it for ten or more minutes than I did.

I haven't settled these accounts with you. Today... I can bear you today. You must do a good job of calculating this account~"

With that, he rolled his sleeves, held up the holy scripture he carried, and rushed down.

Malvin also showed no weakness, raised the scepter in his hand, and jumped over to the Throne of God Seal.

The rest of the people watched, and immediately rushed into the field again, and then they pulled the frame again, and then secretly attacked. In the hall, there was another chaos.