The Dark King

These people are dressed in gorgeous and noble costumes, standing in two rows, with respectful expressions and pious attitudes, like praying for civilians, and the fluorite taken from the magic object emits a holy and soft light, shining in the hall, and also shining on them The body, face, and even each eyelash are in a soft glow, exuding a solemn, sacred atmosphere.

On the high steps behind these people, stood an old man with a scepter, wearing a crown, wearing a starry and moon-like gorgeous robe, with a gentle temperament and a gentle expression, but the white hair with temples and slightly sunken eyes appeared A little bit haggard.

Barton saw this quaint old man, and he was shocked in his heart, his eyes widened, and he stood still.

"Teacher, Pope Master!" Barton looked at him staring blankly, full of shock and indescribable awe. He did not expect that he could actually see this great Pope.

Richelieu looked down at the trembling young man, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although the latter was unremarkable and did not have half of the outstanding points, he was surprised to be able to gain the doubtful Du Dean's trust.

The people in the left and right rows looked at the young man, looking at him indistinctly and sharply, wanting to see what is extraordinary about this person, and actually becoming the new pope.

It's just that after looking at it for a while, everyone found out that the latter is a real ordinary trainee knight. There is no temperament in appearance alone. You know, in many cases other people don't know your inner, often through you The temperament and appearance come to conjecture about your personality and character, but the appearance and temperament of this teenager can't really match the status of "Pope".

Barton was watched by so many people for the first time and felt his heart beating faster. He felt like he was pressed against a mountain, breathless. It seemed that even the dark spots of radiation covered under his clothes were exposed to the air, leaving him insecure and nervous. The whole body was cold and sweating, but he was ashamed to show it, but he secretly endured it, and under the guidance of Ernorin, he slowly moved towards the hall.

Richelieu gazed quietly at Barton, and after he walked in, a gentle smile slowly appeared on his gentle face. "Mr. Barton, tomorrow is your moment to succeed as the new pope. Are you ready? "

Barton heard him talking, his heart jumped, he stammered authentically: "Teacher, Pope, I, I..."

Seeing his reaction like this, the two rows of people frowned slightly, but both consciously lowered their heads slightly, without showing clearly.

Richelieu raised his hand slightly to stop his words and whispered: "You don't have to be nervous. When I was Pope, I was as worried as you were, and I didn't even fall asleep all night!" Got up.

The tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly calmed down, and the others looked at each other, thinking that this was the case too. Most of them were trembling with excitement when they replaced themselves as the successor to the pope.

Barton saw his gentle appearance, and immediately felt very cordial, nodding hard: "I know!"

Richelieu said with a smile: "Tomorrow, when you succeed the pope, you need to recite the sacrament. This is what you prepare tonight, and don't make any mistakes at that time. In addition, this succession ceremony will have many nobles and military leaders. Come and watch, and you can’t make mistakes during the ceremony, so as not to be joked, you know?"

Patton was startled, "I still have to recite the holy scriptures?" He knew few words, and they were adapted from recent years. The texts of the holy scriptures are earlier, and the above are all the ancient characters. He may not be able to They all knew that if they were half literate, wouldn’t it be too embarrassing?

Richelieu's eyes flashed slightly and said softly: "You don't have to worry, you just need to pick one of the recitations, you don't need to recite the whole text. I will let someone guide you in the evening."

Patton was relieved, and just wanted to say that it was too good, and he felt that it was too casual to speak like this, so he had to say something like, "Thank you His Majesty the Pope."

"The evening ceremony will be rehearsed, and you will be familiar with it first," Richelieu said softly, then turned to the two rows of people next to him: "Tomorrow's succession ceremony, please don't make any mistakes, all the documents must be prepared, this Things can't be tolerated, don't you know!" Speaking of which, his expression was extremely severe, and he did not have a gentle attitude towards Patton.

"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.

Elnorin also responded, sighing secretly in his heart, knowing that things had come to an end and unable to change.However, this is not the worst thing for him. He guessed that the reason why the other bishops would agree is probably because of a reason-this little devil is a pope, at least better than Richelieu. When the foundation is unstable, it can be aerial, even looting resources for their own use to a great extent!

This is something that Richelieu could not do while he was in office. Secondly, this little devil is too common. Even if he is trained by the Holy See in the future, it will be difficult to become an atmosphere in a while, and the certainty of replacing it in the future is far better than replacing Li. Seli is bigger!

From these aspects, this is a big benefit.

Thinking of this, he also secretly relieved himself, and suddenly felt that looking at this little devil, it was pleasing to the eye.

Instantly passed by overnight.

The St. Mark's Square in the Bright Holy See had a ritual preview all night. Barton participated in several times. After getting acquainted, he read the Bright Canon under the guidance of the people arranged by Richelieu.The rest of the light knights, knights, and light priests still rehearsed over and over again, and did not end the grand exercise until they cooperated with each other completely.

The dawn shone down from the Uto Mountain.

Although it was early morning, the downhill was extremely lively. Groups of carriages came slowly, with flags of various aristocrats on the carriages. Among them were the carriages of military districts, as well as the carriages of magistrates such as the Tribunal and the Knights Hall.Pedestrians who came to watch this grand ceremony on the side of the street saw the passing carriage, excited and pointed.

Boom~ Boom!

The holy bell sounded, and echoes spread throughout the Uto Mountain.

The magnificent ceremony began on St. Mark's Square, a square that has carried more than two hundred years, and the sculptures of successive Popes stand tall and overlook the dense figure on the square.

As the psalms and music sounded, Barton and Richey stayed on the stage and boarded the highest altar.

When Barton had seen so many people, he looked all over, his black head, and cheers, and his back was full of cold sweat.

Richelieu noticed his embarrassment and guided him to follow the ceremony slowly.

A moment later, with the end of the alternation ceremony, Richelieu withdrew from the altar, leaving Barton alone to recite the light of the canon.

Richelieu, who had stepped back, returned to the main hall behind the square. At the moment, the hall was empty. There were no half guards, and everyone gathered on the square in front.Richelieu pushed in the door, walked into the center of the hall, and looked up. I saw a dark-haired teenager comfortably leaning on the chair on the Pope's throne behind the hall, tilting Erlang's legs, pestering his cheeks, looking The ground is fascinated.