After Benisi landed, the crowd below finally calmed down.
Everyone looked at this other giant of the church and speculated on what he was planning to do when he showed up.
"I am Beneath, Priest of Wands of Aquarius."
The priestess wearing a gold-leaf and white robe first introduced herself. After all, many of the people present were priests who had returned from other places, so they might not necessarily know her. Only after hearing her self-introduction did she realize that this person had an extraordinary status.
"I understand everyone's feelings about what happened tonight, but quarreling alone will not solve the problem."
"I believe that what everyone cares about most is whether they can solve the problems and injustices they have encountered. This is the most fundamental thing."
Beenice spoke slowly, attracting the pair of eyes in the firelight.
"For this, it is not enough to just hold someone accountable. We need to fundamentally solve the problem, which is the current issue of appointment selection."
"Although the church system has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, it is not transparent and fair enough in many aspects. This is the reason for everyone's resentment."
She briefly talked about her opinions and thoughts, and then Begnies did not leave any room for those present to comment, but directly stated her own suggestions and decisions.
"I propose that in the next month, Lord Otis will temporarily serve as the Priest of the Ten Swords Palace to investigate and handle this matter, while Lord Thebis will take a break for the time being."
"In this way, I believe that Lord Otis's strictness and fairness will prove Lord Thebys's innocence with fair and open evidence. In addition, Lord Thebys can also take this opportunity to get rid of the previous stigma to avoid others saying,
He protects himself."
"At the end of the month, Lord Sibis will get rid of the previous stigma and deal with the backlog of problems over the years. Finally, we will openly negotiate and formulate a new system at the church meeting to ensure fairness and transparency in the future."
Since Thebis retreats in order to advance, let him really retreat. Since Otis said that he is fair and strict, then let him really be fair and strict. If he cannot produce real and conclusive evidence after a month, then
He will be attacked crazily by people from Sibes's group.
This was a naked conspiracy, and soon the two giants in the field realized that. Although Otis was a little unfair, this result could be regarded as a step down for him, which was better than fighting against the public tonight.
If you have more, you can also protect your reputation and prestige.
But this is very bad for Sibis. He has lost the judicial interpretation power of the Ten Swords Palace and asked others to investigate him. Once the result is true, the reputation he has regained tonight will be ruined, and he will lose more.
Much. It is conceivable that when Otis seizes this opportunity, he will definitely nail him to death and will not give him a chance to stand up.
But he had already voluntarily given up the scepter of the Palace of Ten Swords before. If he objected now, the persona he had just established would immediately collapse.
After hearing Beenice's suggestion, the fat Sibis was almost unsteady on his feet and sweating on his forehead. He was not at all as calm as he had been during this period. He never thought that Beenice, a woman who usually seemed unconcerned with the world, would
The priest was so terrifying when he opened his mouth, forcing him directly onto the cliff.
And just as he was wiping sweat with trembling hands, a response came from Otis.
"Since Lady Beenice suggested this, I happily agree, but I don't know if the upright Lord Sibis will agree." This knight leader drew everyone's attention to the fat white archbishop behind the crowd.
Facing the gazes of thousands of pairs of eyes present, Sibis's back was sweating, and then his body suddenly fell back and passed out.
"No, Master Sibis passed out."
"Oh, I must be angry. Even though Master Sibis is so noble, he still has to suffer such humiliation and be scrutinized in this way." A priest next to him still tried to shout for him, since Sibis couldn't say anything.
If he refuses, let his allies help him refuse.
There were waves of discussion from all around.
"Did Lord Sibis really faint?"
"Is he angry? It's so difficult for Sir Sibes." There was a sparse voice of approval from the side.
"I think it's just a pretense. Didn't you say that Sir Sibyss is a Sequence 8? Don't you have this kind of endurance?" But more people began to expose Sibyss's thoughts.
"It's hard to say. It is said that the higher the sequence level, the more serious the consequences of losing control of the heart." Sibis' allies tried to save it again.
"Then what should we do now? Whose advice should we listen to?"
"Of course I listen to Lady Benis's opinion. Didn't Lady Otis agree just now? The two giants of the church have agreed. Who else can object? Or who has the qualifications and prestige to object."
"Monsieur Charente has never left the Star Orbit Palace...sigh."
With the various noisy voices in the venue, many people's opinions gradually favored Beanies' proposal. However, people from the Xibeis group, because they lacked people who could confront Beanies and Otis, had no idea for a while.
Find the right reason and feel anxious.
I hope tonight will be a new beginning. Looking at the figures in the firelight, the faces of old and young, Beanies sighed in her heart, and at the same time she raised her eyebrows at the silver-haired girl next to her.
A hint of admiration.
As expected of the sage of Crancia, this proposal directly hit the point of both parties, so Otis had to agree, and Thebis could not refute it.
And just when everything was going well, an inconspicuous gray-haired man in the crowd silently put his hand into his arms. This action did not arouse the alertness of the people present, because this action was so real.
It was so common that everyone thought he was just tidying up some messy clothes.
But Lorraine Hill, who was standing next to Beenice, was different.
A feeling of extreme danger arose in her heart, as if she was a lifelong rival and close friend, so familiar, so strange, yet so compelling.
Time seemed to slow down in her rapidly rotating perceptions and thoughts. One second was cut into 1,000 parts and slowly passed in her eyes.
The world in vision and perception.
A small spark slowly jumped up from the burning brazier next to it, slowly turned red and brightened, then shrunk and bloomed, burst open, tore apart the small atmosphere in the air, sending out invisible ripples, like waves spreading all around.
Go. The middle-aged man opposite is opening his mouth and spitting out a short syllable. A metal tooth next to him reflects a faint light in the firelight, and a small flying insect is landing on his collar.
on, raising the two tentacles in front.
Lorraine Hill quickly filtered all the information, his blue and transparent eyes nervously searching for every detail present, and quickly scanned the faces with different appearances, looking for the source of the early warning in his heart.
And these two short seconds seemed as long as a century, causing a tiny drop of sweat to slip from her forehead. Her eyes turned at a very high speed, determining one goal after another.
Finally, when the gray-haired man took out his robe, he looked at Begnice, and Lorraine Hill also saw him.
Light gray light bloomed from the palm of his hand, and the shining starlight also bloomed in Lorraine Hill's eyes.
"Become a pillar of salt."
As if a distant sigh from ancient times sounded in the firelight covered by the night.