Three days flew by quickly.◇↓◇↓Novel.￥fIn the early morning of the third day, twelve cardinals sat together in the papal hall, and the dim candlelight swayed and could only illuminate the lower half of their faces.
Face.
A white-robed bishop in his thirties held his lenses, stood in front of the round table opposite Jupiter IV, and read loudly: "Cardinal Guderian de Attari,
four votes"
"Osseus Cardinal Tiamat, two votes"
"It is a pity that Cardinal Kasaka Mograine received six votes and no one obtained the required majority."
In the sixth position of the round table, closest to the white-robed bishop in charge of counting votes, Kasaka closed his eyes with his fingers crossed on the table, took a deep breath, and slowly tightened his crossed fingers.
into a fist.
He rested his forehead on his fist, whispered the holy name of Tire, and then muttered something silently.
After the meeting was completely over, Kasaka lowered his head and left alone through a side door. After that, Oseis followed him uneasily.
In the dark, unlit porch, Kasaka suddenly burst out, turned around suddenly, put his right forearm against Oses' throat, and pressed the strong old man to the wall, while leaving his left hand
Then, under the cover of his right arm, he pressed it on his chest, and the golden holy fire burned faintly in the fingertips and pupils of Kasaka's left hand.
"Wait, Kasaka, calm down and let me go."
Oseis's throat was hoarse, he tightly grasped Kasaka's right hand with both hands, and said with difficulty: "It's really not me. My vote went to you."
But Kasaka just remained silent, staring into Oseis's eyes.
About five or six seconds passed before he suddenly released his right hand and dispersed the holy fire.
"I believe you. You are different from them. You signed a contract with me. I think you will not be stupid enough to destroy your future."
Kasaka lowered his head and said indifferently, not even in the mood to look at Oseis.
After Kasaka was half a meter away from Oses, the dim holy fire at Osses' fingertips suddenly became brighter. He quickly pressed the golden life to his throat and ironed it for three or four seconds.
Only then did the pain ease slightly.
Then, he took two steps to catch up with Kasaka in front, and explained in a suppressed voice: "You know, Kasaka, there is no way I can betray you. No one can break the devil's contract, I
I don’t even have the ability to use magic to fight you, and any form of betrayal is prevented by the contract. If you don’t trust anyone, you have to trust me.”
"Well, I believe you."
Kasaka said softly, with no emotion in his voice: "There are two people who voted for you. Assuming that one of the votes was cast by yourself, there must be a second person who cast the second vote. There must be someone behind the scenes.
, who is misleading me and alienating the relationship between me and you. Then he takes the opportunity to benefit from it. Damn it, if I hadn't signed a contract with you, maybe I would have been misled."
"I guess it's Chryses. The heretic who regards the saint as the incarnation of Tire's will."
Oseis suppressed his voice and guessed: "That guy is familiar with Cardinal Cardilon, and the two of them can cast just two votes. I almost fought with him several times in the past two days, and I was planning to put him in a fight again."
My nephew was transferred to the Northland. Maybe he learned the news from someone and turned around to take revenge on me."
"impossible."
Kasaka denied it without hesitation: "No matter how much he pretends to be a saint, he is just a mortal with selfish desires. It is impossible for him to refuse my proposal."
"Oh yeah"
Osseus raised his eyebrows: "I'm very curious. My lord. I thought Chryses was the purest one among us. Speaking of which, did you buy it with the priesthood, treasures, or gold coins?
he"
"This has nothing to do with you."
Kasaka suddenly stopped and looked back meaningfully.
"Don't be too neurotic, I'm absolutely harmless to you." Oseis shrugged innocently.
"I hope so."
Kasaka glanced at him coldly for the last time: "In fact, I probably have a target in mind. It should be that guy Guderian who causes trouble again. He learned about the Pope's fall earlier than any of us. He is much older than us."
We have one more week to prepare. It is normal that we cannot win directly in the first round."
"Then, he wants you to turn your attention to me, and then seize the time to win over those people who have already reached an agreement with you."
Oseis clasped his hands on his chest and tilted his head as he asked.
Kasaka nodded slowly: "That's probably true. It's also possible that Guderian divided two of his supporters to be responsible for disrupting the audio and video. However, I should have received seven votes in the first round of voting."
When Oseis heard this, he realized something and couldn't help but sneered.
"Oh, my lord, it seems that someone has betrayed you." The strong old man said with a smile.
"I will definitely find that guy."
Kasaka whispered: "Ossei, I will give you a list later, you go and get them in my name. We must take action, my brother."
"What about me?"
Xila's voice came from the side.
In Osei's curious eyes, Xila's figure slowly appeared from the other side of the corridor: "I'm sorry, it took some time to get rid of them. Is it up to me, Master Kasaka?"
"Of course you have a mission too, Xila."
Kasaka raised his eyebrows, and then handed another piece of paper to Xila: "There are three more bishops here. You and Oseis go to fight for them respectively. The advantage is behind their names. This is their absolute
The benefits are irresistible. If someone expresses their support for Guderian very clearly, please tell me their name and the specific reasons for their answer."
"Don't you believe us?"
Without hesitation, Oseis asked: "With all due respect, are you doubting me and Bishop Xila?"
"Maybe. You have proven your innocence more than anything else, and it is a good thing for both you and me."
Kasaka lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "If it is really Guderian who is behind this, this can cause him some trouble."
At the corner of the corridor behind Xi La, a silver-haired young man wearing a black robe stood there silently. The candlelight cast his shadow behind him, pulling out a long, almost deformed shadow.
On his left hand, the golden ring reflected the dim light of the candlelight.
"Fortunately, the person I saw was Xiela, otherwise something would have happened."
He chuckled, and a black-haired girl suddenly emerged from the shadow behind him, hugged him, and slowly sank into the shadow. To be continued.