Chapter 640: New Emperor
These people stood in two rows in gorgeous and noble costumes, with respectful expressions and pious attitudes, as if they were praying for the common people. The fluorite taken from the monster's body exuded a holy and soft light, shining in the hall, and also in them. The body, face, and even every eyelash were in a soft light, exuding a solemn and sacred atmosphere.
On the high steps behind these people stood an old man holding a scepter, wearing a crown, and wearing gorgeous robes like stars and moons. It looked a little haggard.
When Barton saw this elegant old man, his heart was shocked, his eyes widened, and he stood there unable to move his feet.
"Teach, His Excellency the Pope!" Barton looked up at him blankly, his heart filled with shock and indescribable awe, he never thought that he would actually see this great His Majesty the Pope with his own eyes.
Richelieu looked down at this trembling young man, his eyes narrowed slightly. Although the latter was not good-looking and not half outstanding, he was surprised to be able to gain the trust of the suspicious Du Dian.
The people in the two rows on the left and right looked at the boy one after another, sizing him up darkly and sharply, wanting to see what was so extraordinary about him that he could actually become the new Pope.
However, after looking at it for a while, everyone found that the latter is a real ordinary apprentice knight, who has no temperament just on the outside. You must know that in many cases, other people don't know your inner self, and they often find it through you. You can imagine your character and character based on your temperament and appearance, but the appearance and temperament of this young man really cannot match the status of "Pope".
It was the first time for Barton to be watched by so many people, and he felt his heart beating faster. His whole body seemed to be pressed against a mountain, and he couldn't breathe. It seemed that even the dark spots of radiation covered under his clothes were exposed to the air, which made him feel insecure and nervous. He was sweating profusely all over his body, but he was ashamed to show it, so he only secretly endured it, and slowly moved towards the hall under the guidance of Ernorin.
Richelieu watched Barton quietly, and after he walked in, a gentle smile slowly appeared on his gentle face, "Mr. Barton, tomorrow is the moment for you to become the new Pope, are you ready? "
When Barton heard his words, his heart skipped a beat, and he stammered: "God, His Excellency, I, I..."
Seeing his reaction, the people in the two rows on the side frowned slightly, but they all lowered their heads consciously, without showing it obviously.
Richelieu raised his hand slightly, stopped his words, and said softly, "Don't be nervous. When I was Pope, I was just as anxious as you. I didn't even fall asleep all night!" up.
The tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly eased, and the rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that this was true. If they were the next pope, they would probably be trembling with nervousness and excitement.
Seeing his gentle look, Barton immediately felt very friendly, nodded vigorously and said, "I see!"
Richelieu smiled and said: "When you succeed the Pope tomorrow, you need to recite the sacred scriptures. You should prepare this tonight so that there will be no mistakes. 【】In addition, there will be many nobles and military officials in this succession ceremony. The important people of the ceremony came to watch, and there must be no mistakes during the ceremony, so as not to be laughed at, you know?"
Barton was startled, "Do you still want to recite the scriptures?" He didn't know many characters, and they had been adapted in recent years, but the scriptures were written earlier, and they were all ancient characters. He might not be able to read them. I can read all of them. Wouldn't it be too embarrassing if I couldn't read halfway through reading?
Richelieu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly: "Don't worry, you only need to choose one of the recitations, you don't need to recite the whole one, and I will send someone to guide you later in the evening."
Barton breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to say that was great, but felt that speaking like this was too casual, so he could only say embarrassingly, "Thank you, His Majesty the Pope."
"The ceremony will be rehearsed tonight, so you should get familiar with it first." Richelieu said gently, then turned his head to the two rows of people next to him and said, "Tomorrow's succession ceremony,
Please don't make any mistakes, all the paperwork must be fully prepared, this matter cannot be sloppy, you know! "Speaking of this, his expression was extremely stern, and he didn't have the slightest soft attitude towards Barton.
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
El Norin also responded, sighing secretly in his heart, knowing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, unable to change it. However, this was not the worst thing for him. He guessed that the reason why other bishops would agree was because they thought of a reason—this kid was at least better than Richelieu being pope. When the foundation is unstable, you can lift it up, and even plunder resources to a great extent for your own use!
This is something that Richelieu could not do when he was in office. Secondly, this little devil is too ordinary. Even if he is cultivated by the resources of the Holy See in the future, he will not be able to become a hero in a while. The certainty of replacing him in the future is far greater than replacing Li. Seliu is bigger!
From these aspects, this is a big advantage.
Thinking of this, he was secretly relieved, and suddenly felt that looking at this brat was much pleasing to the eye.
The night passed in a blink of an eye.
The rehearsal of the ceremony was held all night in St. Mark's Square of the Holy See of Light. Barton participated in it several times. After getting familiar with it, he read the Holy Scriptures of Light under the guidance of someone arranged by Richelieu. The rest of the Knights of Light, the Commander of the Knights, and the Priest of Light were still rehearsing the rehearsal over and over again, until the cooperation with each other was completely correct, and the grand exercise was ended.
The dawn slanted down from Mount Wutuo.
Even though it was early in the morning, the foot of the mountain was already extremely lively. Groups of carriages were slowly approaching. The flags of various nobles were planted on the carriages. Among them were the carriages of the military region, as well as the carriages of the court, the palace of knights and other big figures. Pedestrians who came to watch the grand ceremony on the side of the street saw the passing carriages, excitedly pointing and pointing.
Boom~boom!
The holy bell rang, and the echo spread throughout Mount Wutuo.
The magnificent ceremony began in St. Mark's Square. On this square that has been carrying more than two hundred years, there are towering and huge sculptures of successive popes, overlooking the dense figures on the square.
With the sound of poems and music, Patton and Richelieu entered the arena and boarded the highest altar.
Barton had never seen so many people. Looking around, they were all black heads and cheers. He was so nervous that his back was covered with cold sweat.
Richelieu noticed his embarrassment and guided him slowly through the ceremony.
A moment later, with the end of the alternation ceremony, Richelieu retreated from the altar, leaving Barton alone to recite the holy scriptures of light.
After retreating, Richelieu returned to the main hall behind the square. At this moment, the main hall was empty, without even half of the guards, and everyone gathered in the square in front. Richelieu opened the door and entered, walked into the center of the hall, looked up, and saw a black-haired young man leaning comfortably on a chair on the Pope's throne at the back of the hall, with his legs crossed, his hand on his cheek, looking at the pope. The ground is in a trance. .
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