Soon, three days passed like this. In the pontifical hall, eleven cardinals sat together, and the dim candlelight only illuminated the lower half of their faces.
To the cardinals' surprise, Xila did not return on time.
However, due to the sanctity of the ring ceremony, it cannot be postponed or delayed because of one person's reasons. The final pope will be decided in twelve days, and no one can violate the rules of this election or competition.
"I also understand that unless there are special circumstances, Cardinal Xila will definitely not be absent."
Among the eleven big figures who stood at the top of the divine power, Roland, wearing his own black bishop's robe, stood at the other end of the round table, opposite to Jupiter IV, and said sternly: "
However, Xila did not come back after all. According to the laws passed down in ancient times, he must pay a corresponding price."
As the cardinals looked happy, ecstatic or worried, Roland announced: "Then, I will punish Cardinal Xila by invalidating the current round of voting. If he still does not appear in the next round of voting, then I will
Consideration will be given to revoking his right to vote and to be elected, and his stay will be decided by a vote of the bishops present."
"I second the motion!"
"You are right, Your Majesty Roland."
Under Roland's gaze, the cardinals lowered their heads and responded softly.
Their expressions are all different. Some are calm, some are expectant, and some are nervous. Most of them have that kind of vague smile on their faces, as if they are expecting something.
Seeing this, Roland smiled with satisfaction, then took out the box and began to read out the voting results:
"Cardinal Guderian de Attari, one vote!"
"Osseus Cardinal Tiamat, six votes!"
"Six votes for Cardinal Kasaka Mograine! Unfortunately, no one received the required majority."
"impossible!"
However, at the sixth position of the round table, the place closest to Roland, Casaca suddenly stood up and shouted in panic: "This is impossible!"
His face was filled with anger and fear. He glared at Oseis fiercely, turned around and grabbed Roland's sleeve, and almost screamed, "Your Majesty Roland! Please take another look! There must be something wrong with this vote!"
"
"Oh... Cardinal Kasaka. What you say is very interesting."
Roland raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes calmly: "Are you saying that I can make such a small mistake?"
In Roland's calm voice and indifferent eyes, Kasaka shook violently.
Only then did Kasaka finally realize who he was talking to. His face instantly turned pale.
"...I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I'm undoubtedly offended, but..."
"It's okay, Kasaka. Your behavior is understandable."
Roland smiled softly and looked at Kasaka with an unclear look: "After all, you are just asking for rigor... At this point, you have done a good job. I want to learn from you."
In Roland's unhurried tone, the frequency of Kasaka's trembling became more obvious.
At least he wasn't stupid enough to take this as a compliment.
"But...Your Majesty Roland, I mean..."
Kasaka hesitated and looked at the ballot box on the table again.
"If you still have doubts, you can take a look at the contents of the box yourself."
Roland's eyes looked at him more and more gently, but Kasaka felt as if he was being watched by something terrible, and his whole body trembled.
"No, Your Majesty. I definitely have no hidden intentions..."
"I didn't say you had that kind of intention. Come on, let's take a look." Roland smiled and pressed his hand on the box, "I'm also worried about whether there will be counterfeit bills. Then let's take a look.
Look, you want to see the vote..."
"No... Your Majesty, you misunderstood..."
Kasaka felt the divine grace in his body begin to boil. He frowned in pain and tried his best to withdraw his hand.
"It doesn't matter. Just take a look... don't hide, Kasaka," Roland's voice suddenly became louder, and his gentle expression instantly became stern and cold, "I'll let you look! Do you hear me?! Put it in the box
Take out all the tickets!”
"……yes."
Trembling, Kasaka turned the ballot box upside down and spilled all the votes.
Then, his body suddenly became cold.
There is no need to turn over the tickets one by one. Just when the ticket box is turned upside down, Kasaka can clearly see every ticket inside.
There is no more or less. There is nothing wrong with the number of votes, it is just the number of votes cast by Roland.
But this is absolutely impossible.
Because this time Kasaka did not buy so many votes at all. In this round, the only thing Kasaka did was to prevent Guderian from being directly elected with nine votes.
Kasaka knew that after missing the unexpected first round, his only chance would be in the fourth round of voting six days later. In the final round of voting, the result would be directly determined, and if he was in the second or third round,
If you obtain the position of Pope in three rounds, you will most likely be killed by other cardinals before you survive the twelfth day.
Someone is plotting against me!
Kasaka gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty Roland... I lost my temper."
After about ten seconds, Roland squinted his eyes and stared at Kasaka, then slowly opened his mouth and repeated this sentence again: "It doesn't matter."
"And you, Osseus."
With that said, Roland turned his head away and said with a serious face: "You and the supporters of Kasaka can be said to be on par. I hope you can give me a better result in the next round of voting.
"
"Your Majesty the Pope, in this game..."
"I'd rather you call it an election."
Roland narrowed his eyes slightly and interrupted Oseis: "Well, everyone, while everyone is here, I will tell you something... something I think you need to know."
Roland spoke but didn't look at Kasaka at all. This made Kasaka feel panicked.
But after Roland said the next few words, Kasaka's inner panic was completely dispersed by fear.
"The first thing that happened was that La officially declared war on us."
As soon as these words were spoken, Kasaka's pupils shrank instantly.
But before he could react, Roland told another big news: "The second thing is that the druids of Kalar were defeated and will soon be expelled by the rebels who call themselves the Death Crow Legion.
And, the third most important thing..."
Roland paused for a moment, then said in a low voice:
"...Our Majesty, the Queen of Bantha, announces the revocation of the special status of the two sects of Tire and Sivir in the country. She also cancels the special rights of priests of all ranks, such as the right to be exempted from military service." (To be continued.)