"I was reminded of you at this time..." In the magnificent hall, a very well-maintained middle-aged man dropped a letter on the table in front of him.
He was about thirty or forty years old, but his face was radiant and his blond hair exuded a faint brilliance under the sunlight.
He had already read the letter sent by the envoy of the Flame Empire, and the conditions given by the other party had to be said to be very generous, which made the Supreme Pope in the Holy See very excited.
However, the greater the temptation, the deeper the trap may be, so he hasn't made up his mind yet whether he wants to be the one who stands out.
An archbishop standing at the foot of the steps was a little anxious, and he persuaded: "His Majesty the Pope... The Flame Empire wants us to experiment with depth at this time... It's really unkind."
"Although I know he has no good intentions, I think we should still give it a try." Another archbishop spoke at this time, giving a completely opposite opinion.
"This...His Majesty the Pope...if we fight with each other and both sides suffer, wouldn't it be an advantage to the Flame Empire?" When he heard someone objecting to him, the archbishop who spoke first immediately retorted.
"You are right. If we fight with each other and both sides suffer, the one who will benefit will indeed be the Flame Empire. But if we don't fight, the one who will benefit may not be our Holy See." At this time, the minister who suggested intervening continued.
Defend your claim.
The pope's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if he had just woken up. He glanced at the letter he had left on the table again, sighed and said: "I have to consider, if we win, what will happen to us?"
The issue of benefits gained. If the Flame Empire surrenders, then we will have a land in the true sense. This benefit must be carefully considered."
In the past, in order to avoid irritating the empire, the Holy See did not dare to launch religious wars easily. The contradiction between imperial power and divine power has continued to this day.
Because of the mutual constraints between the various empires, the Holy See has developed into the state it is in today.
In the past, it was because the empires did not take the Holy See seriously, so they did not pay too much attention to such a small force. Who would have thought that a thousand years ago, the Holy See accidentally obtained the God's weapon, the Celestial Sword, and became the supreme power in the world.
The existence above the four great empires.
With the Divine Sword, the Holy See has completely become an existence that no one of the four empires can afford to offend! Although it still does not have much land, the Holy See has become the strongest force to check and balance the four empires!
If this crisis can be used to obtain the territory of an empire, it will be the best opportunity for the Holy See to establish its own "independent country".
Of course? The promises made by the Flame Empire may not always be fulfilled. But at that time, will the Flame Empire still have the courage to face the Crusaders who have defeated the gods? No one knows.
The Pope continued to speak slowly, expressing his thoughts: "In addition, we also have to eliminate these outsiders... They are not real gods, because they call themselves an empire, not the Kingdom of God!"
Royal power and divine power have been antagonistic since ancient times. They are twins who hate each other. Because the cake is only so big? If the religious power takes away a piece, the imperial power will have to eat less. There is no way.
Since it is impossible to make the cake bigger, snatching the cake from each other's hands has become an inevitable choice for everyone - everyone wants to eat more piece? This is determined by the greed in the bones of human beings.
Because of this, countries that call themselves empires must not be friends of the Holy See! This is determined by their stance, just like capitalism will not like people who want to revolutionize their lives.
So, when the Airansil Empire requires civilians to only respect the emperor who worships itself? Hope that the Holy See on Planet 2 will become the natural enemy of the Airansil Empire!
In the same way, the Holy See, not to mention the Elanthir Empire, has become the most powerful enemy they must face now.
"The idea they instill in the civilian population is not to respect the gods, but to obey the laws of the empire... This is contrary to our beliefs!" The Pope continued to speak to the two archbishops standing at the bottom of the steps.
My own point of view: "If they are willing to respect the gods? Then they are natural allies with us! But they require people to obey their emperor, which is a natural opposite to the gods we believe in!"
"So we can only decide the outcome with them! This is a war that must be fought... No matter what, this is a test given to us by God. We must prove that our faith is as unbreakable as a mountain!"
Having said this, he stood up.
This man in his forties is tall and exudes a natural majesty. He wears a white robe full of patterns, with red embellishments on his shoulders.
"As before! The Crusaders will fight for the true God! Let the Grand Knight Commander prepare! Knights of the Crusaders, follow me on the expedition!" The Pope stretched out his hand and made a departure gesture.
When the two archbishops saw that the Pope was determined to start a war, they could only bend down slightly and sang loudly: "The Pope is wise!"
The blond pope turned around and said nothing, but walked straight to a long corridor dotted with torches behind him.
This corridor slopes downward, and in addition to torches, there are also guards standing on both sides. When the Pope passes by, these guards lower their heads one after another - only when they do this action, they seem to be alive.
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The Pope didn't stop either. He just walked forward until he reached a huge stone door and then stretched out his palm.
He pressed his hand on a stone, and the stone door began to slowly open. Inside the stone door was darkness, as if there was no end to the boundless darkness.
Using the light from the door, the Pope reached out and took down a torch from the wall. He held the torch and continued forward, and the dancing firelight only illuminated a short section of the road under his feet.
"Ta...ta...ta..." In this empty darkness, only the footsteps of the Pope echoed. Finally, a stone platform appeared in front of the Pope, illuminated by a little firelight.
On the stone platform, there was something lying quietly that reflected the light of the torch. The Pope stood there, overlooking the thing lying quietly on the stone platform. After a while, he said: "Sorry, I have to rely on you again."
The power of..."
After saying that, he reached out and grabbed the thing lying there quietly.