indianbanksassociation Chapter 69 069
Chapter 69 069
The Temple of Light has stretched for hundreds of years. The Pope is the supreme ruler and the spokesperson of the God of Light. Under him are twelve cardinals, the Knights Templar and priests from all over the world.The number of popes has changed from generation to generation, but this set of ruling order has never been shaken. However, a holy son suddenly appeared, appointed by the God of Light himself, and his status was equal to that of the pope.
This made the Pope extremely angry.
He worked so hard to get to this day, but half of his power and status was taken away overnight by a fledgling boy!
Especially with the support of Duke Kane, the great aristocrat of the empire behind this kid, it will not be difficult to replace him in the future with careful management.Thinking of this, the pope couldn't help but have a murderous look in his eyes.
He couldn't help reappearing the news he had just received from the spies—the parents of the new Holy Son of Light died at the hands of Duke Kane.
The Pope sneered, "Without the Duke of Kane as a backer, what kind of trouble can a kid from a remote place cause.Even though the God of Light values him, the temple is still his territory after all.
The pope made up his mind.
……
"Murder with a knife."
Cheng Xiezhi commented softly, and reached out to pick off a red rose by the window. The flower bloomed as gorgeously as blood, making the black-haired youth's fingertips as white as snow.
The voice of the system interrupted his leisurely enjoyment of the flowers: "Randall is indeed a very dangerous person. If he had inherited the throne a few years ago, the Temple of Light might be in ruins now."
The sound of the system is full of sighs.
"It seems that the Temple of Light is about to start an internal strife. Host, are you planning to intervene in their struggle? After all, you are now the 'master of the Temple of Light'." The people in the Temple of Light are killing each other, and it is Cheng Xiezhi who is hurt. The face of this "God of Light".
"No." Cheng Xiezhi rejected the proposal without hesitation, "I don't intend to be the God of Light for the rest of my life."
There was an inexplicable smile on his lips.
"I also don't like having someone else's title forever prefixed to my name."
The system was startled when it heard the words, and it took a long time to sort out its own words: "The host, you say that, do you want to poach the corner of the God of Light and then...start your own business?"
It struggled to find such an inaccurate descriptor as "entrepreneurship" in the thesaurus.
"I once had this idea." Cheng Xiezhi nodded without denying it, "But one or two of the God of Light's subordinates are too stupid."
When he said this, he couldn't help but bring a bit of regret, as if he really felt sorry for the God of Light.
"Sure enough, you still have to rely on yourself."
The system thought for a while: "Actually, you can consider recruiting His Majesty the Emperor. He doesn't admire the God of Light, but he seems to admire you."
"Maybe a reliable ally."
"Randall?" Cheng Xiezhi was a little amused at the naive attitude of the system, "He really doesn't worship the God of Light, but he won't be a reliable ally either."
"He is a secular emperor, and the existence of 'gods' violates his interests. How could he become an ally with the gods?"
Cheng Xiezhi said meaningfully.
The system is puzzled.
Aside from their hostile stance, don't they like each other?
"At least you can be superficial allies." The system whispered.
This dialogue that only exists between the system and the host is known to no one but each other.Rumors about the new holy son personally appointed by the God of Light also spread throughout the entire imperial capital.
The Pope was not merciful at all. Immediately after getting the news, he sent someone to spread the word that Alvin, for the sake of glory and wealth, clings to the enemy who killed his parents, and wants to go to the enemy's daughter.
The story of Duke Kane killing Alvin's parents was widely circulated in street taverns. Everyone secretly said that Duke Kane had done something shady. Alvin's parents who were attending the banquet heard about it by accident and were murdered. .
The bard adapted this bizarre story into a sonnet and recited it everywhere, and the protest document jointly signed by the cardinals was sent to the God of Light in the palace—they demanded that Alvin be revoked as the Holy Son .
The reputations of Duke Kane and Irwin fell to the bottom in an instant, and even the reputation of the God of Light was affected a lot.Cheng Xiezhi has gained much less faith recently than in the past few days.
But he didn't see any anger, and just smiled and said to the system: "Faith is indeed the most unreliable thing. It can be given at any time, and it can be taken back at any time. If the power of a god has to be maintained by faith, it is better to say that he is a person who depends on others. A living parasite."
"Are you going to save the situation?" the system asked.
Cheng Xiezhi gave a negative answer again, "I am very satisfied with this wonderful drama, why stop it from continuing?"
Absurd performances, absurd actors, absurd audience.
A ridiculous play.
The system thought to himself.
Also includes an equally ridiculous behind-the-scenes plot.
Randall heard that the twelve cardinals jointly protested, and couldn't help but sneer: "They are really daring."
This is completely a threat to Cheng Xiezhi.
The bishops are used to being aloof in the secular world. Facing the "God of Light" who made them gain their status today, they also forgot the humility that a believer should have.
The "God of Light" himself didn't seem to care about this, and he threw the protest document in the drawer without any intention of replying.He just admired the carefully cultivated roses in the imperial palace with great interest, and picked one occasionally.
Standing on the steps with his hands behind his back, Randall could see Cheng Xiezhi walking among the flowers. He asked the attendant beside him, "How is Your Majesty the God of Light feeling in recent days?"
The attendant was not sure what kind of answer His Majesty the Emperor wanted. After all, His Majesty was the one behind the scene when the incident about Irwin came up. After hesitating for a while, he could only answer truthfully: "Your Majesty has been in a good mood these few days, and I even met him once. Miss Anna from Duke Kane's family."
His Majesty the Emperor didn't respond to this answer, he nodded to show that he already knew, and walked down the steps.
Cheng Xiezhi's soft fingertips touched the thorns on the rose stem, and a pale golden light flashed past his fingertips, and then a large number of rosebuds around him instantly bloomed one by one.
"Your Majesty."
The king stood behind him, watching his back for a while before making a sound.
In this voice, Cheng Xiezhi exerted a little force on his fingertips, and a rose that was irrigated by divine power and bloomed fell into his palm.
He turned around: "The roses in Your Majesty's garden are blooming beautifully."
Randall paid a little attention to the rose in his palm, and replied unhurriedly: "It's my honor to be able to like my...flower."
After His Majesty finished speaking, he raised his eyes and smiled at Cheng Xiezhi, "There are also many roses planted in the palace in Dernuo County, which are more beautiful than those in the palace. If Your Majesty is willing, you can live in the palace for half a month. .”
After half a month, these things in the imperial capital should almost come to an end in peace.
"Your majesty?" Cheng Xiezhi didn't immediately agree, and asked Randall in the same gentle tone.
"If Your Majesty wants me to go with you." His Majesty's expression brightened a little, "Of course I would be more than willing."
Naturally, Cheng Xiezhi had no reason to disagree. The smile on his lips deepened a little, and he pinned the blooming rose in his palm to the collar of the king's shirt, and said, "This rose suits Your Majesty very well."
"Your Majesty wants to give me this rose?" Randall let Cheng Xiezhi pin the rose on his collar without any resistance.
Cheng Xiezhi smiled and said nothing, but adjusted the angle of the gorgeous flower branches on the neckline of the young king, so that the rose and Randall were more compatible.
"Your Majesty."
Randall called him, his throat moved.
Cheng Xiezhi paused, waiting for him to continue, but Randall didn't make a sound after finishing the word.
The young monarch reached out and touched the fragile rose, then took a step back, put his hands on his chest, and performed a standard courtesy to the "God of Light".
"Thank you for your generous gift."
"This is not a gift." Cheng Xiezhi interrupted him softly, meaning, "I am just looking for a suitable owner for this rose. Your Majesty's extraordinary demeanor is enough to match it."
The benevolent God of Light and the King looked at each other.
Since he was going to live in the palace for a period of time, he had to resolve the long-delayed matters.For example, the joint protest document.
The bishops were secretly celebrating their imminent victory, completely unaware that they had offended their true superiors to death.Cheng Xiezhi was holding the quill, resting his chin with the other hand, watching the archbishop sent to him by the temple with great interest.
After the archbishop respectfully finished the salute, he said politely, "May I ask your Majesty how to instruct the treatment of Son Alvin?"
He quietly raised his head and glanced at Cheng Xiezhi, who propped his chin up and didn't pay much attention to anything. He thought to himself that the image of the God of Light was far too different from the rumored image, so far that he couldn't help suspecting that the other party was really superior. Desires without desires?
Cheng Xiezhi knew nothing about the bishop's inner speculation, or he didn't care at all.In the face of the other party's question, which seemed to be advancing and retreating in a certain way but actually concealed his sharpness, he just said "um" lightly and didn't say another word.
"Your Majesty?" the bishop couldn't help reminding again, with a slightly higher tone.
"Do you think Alvin is not worthy to be the holy son of the Temple of Light?" Cheng Xiezhi asked softly.
"This..." The bishop didn't dare to say more, if he said "yes", it would undoubtedly offend the majesty of the God of Light.After all, the Holy Son was appointed by the God of Light himself.
But it was unacceptable for the bishop to ask a boy of humble birth to be above them.
Therefore, he said cautiously: "Perhaps Irwin has just entered the Temple of Light and should not be given an equal status with the Pope. This made it difficult for many people who don't know Irwin's strength to accept it for a while, jealous of him, and against him. "
"you're right."
The bishop was overjoyed, and before he could say a few words to compliment the benevolence and benevolence of the God of Light, the god said: "In this case, let the Holy Son have a higher status than the Pope. The spokesperson of the will of the world should not sit on the same level as the Pope."
The bishop choked.
He didn't mean that at all!
The bishop wanted to persuade Cheng Xiezhi to change his mind again, but the God of Light just said lightly: "I don't like you playing these tricks in front of me, it's clumsy and boring. I need a spokesperson in the world, but unfortunately the Pope is not suitable. As for the Holy Son ..."
He didn't continue talking, and changed the topic.
"Speaking of which, the twelve bishops in the Temple of Light are too many. Originally, there was no need for the Temple of Light to exist."
The plain tone sounded frightening to the bishop. The God of Light's attitude was so "merciful" that they all forgot the majesty of the gods, how could they be offended?
He didn't care to think about Cheng Xiezhi's words, raised his sleeves and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly left.
The next day, Cheng Xiezhi and His Majesty the Emperor went to the palace in a carriage with light clothes.
Randall's shirt collar is still pinned to the red rose that Ji Xiezhi personally plucked.Cheng Xiezhi couldn't help but glance more.
Randall's fingertips stroked the rose petals that he specially used magic to fix the shape, and kept the most beautiful moment when he left the branch: "The God of Light seems to love roses very much."
Cheng Xiezhi moved his fingertips an inch away from the hardcover page, glanced at Randall, and then answered unhurriedly: "Your Majesty, you are right. I have a rose that I like very much."
Randall frowned.
"I specially built a garden for him, just waiting for him to come to my garden as soon as possible."