Blood of Mercury

Soon, three days passed like this. In the Pope's Hall, eleven cardinals sat together, flickering dim candlelight that only illuminated the lower half of their faces.

To the surprise of the Cardinals, Sheila did not return on time.

But with the sacredness of the ring ceremony, it must not be postponed or delayed because of one person's reasons. The final pope is decided in twelve days, and no one can violate the rules of this election—or rather, the contest.

"I also understand that, unless there are special circumstances, Cardinal Sheila will not be absent."

Among the eleven big men standing near the top of theocracy, Roland was wearing his own black bishop's robe, standing at the other end of the round table, opposite the position of Jupiter IV, and said sternly: " However, Cyrah did not come back after all. According to the ancient law, he must pay a relative price-"

In the expressions of joy or ecstasy or worry, Roland announced this: "Then, I will punish Cardinal Cyrah to invalidate the current ballot. If he still does not appear in the next ballot, then I will consider Cancel his right to vote and stand for election, and decide whether he will stay or stay in the way of bishops present."

"I agree!"

"You are right, Your Majesty Roland."

Under Roland's gaze, the cardinals lowered their heads and responded softly.

Their expressions vary. There are those who are calm, those who expect, and those who are nervous. When more people have that faint smile on their faces, as if they are looking forward to something.

Seeing this, Roland smiled with satisfaction, then took out the box and began to read out the voting results:

"Cardinal Guderian de Atari, one vote!"

"Cardinal Ossis Tiamat, six votes!"

"Cardinal Kasaka Mograine - six votes! Regrettably, no one has the required majority."

"impossible!"

However, in the sixth position of the round table, the closest to Roland, Casacaho stood up and shouted in panic, "This is impossible!"

His face was full of anger and fear, and he glared at Osseth fiercely. He turned around and grabbed Roland's sleeve. Screaming a cry: "Your Majesty Roland! Please take another look! There must be something wrong with this number of votes!"

"Oh... Cardinal Kasaka. Your words are interesting."

Roland raised his brows and narrowed his eyes calmly: "Are you saying that I can make mistakes in trivial things like me?"

In Roland's flat voice and indifferent eyes, Casaca shivered violently.

Casaca until this time. I finally realized who I was talking to. His face turned pale instantly.

"...Sorry, Your Majesty. I certainly offended. Just..."

"It's okay, Kasaka. Your behavior is understandable."

Roland smiled lightly, looking at Kasaka with unclear meaning: "After all. You're just asking for rigor... At this point, you've done a good job. I want to learn from you."

In Roland's unhurried tone. The frequency of Kasaka's tremors became more pronounced.

At least he wasn't stupid enough to take it as a compliment.

"But... Your Majesty Roland, I mean..."

Kasaka hesitated in his words, and glanced at the ballot box on the table again.

"If you still doubt it. You can see the contents of the box for yourself."

Roland looked at him more and more tenderly, but Kasaka felt as if he was being watched by something terrifying. The whole body trembled.

"No, Your Majesty, I have absolutely no secret intentions..."

"I didn't say you meant that. Come on. Let's take a look," Roland smiled and put his hand on the box, "I'm just worried about whether there will be fake tickets. Let's see then. Look, the votes you want to see..."

"No... Your Majesty, you misunderstood..."

Kasaka felt the divine grace on his body begin to boil, he frowned in pain and tried his best to withdraw his hand.

"It's okay, just take a look... Don't hide, Kasaka," Roland's voice suddenly became louder, and his gentle expression instantly turned stern and cold, "I'll let you see! Do you hear?! Put the box in the box. Take out all your tickets!"

"……Yes."

Trembling, Kasaka turned the ticket box upside down and spilled all the tickets.

Then, his body suddenly became icy cold.

There was no need to turn over the tickets one by one. Just at the moment the ticket box was turned upside down, Kasaka could see every ticket inside.

No more and no less. There is no problem with the number of votes, it is the number of votes Roland has called.

But this is absolutely impossible.

Because this time Kasaka didn't buy so many tickets at all. The only thing Kasaka did in this round was to prevent Guderian from being elected outright by nine votes.

Kasaka knew that after missing the surprise first round, his only chance was in the fourth round of voting six days later. In the last round of voting, the result will be determined directly, and if you win the pope in the second or third round, you are likely to be killed by other cardinals before the twelfth day.

——Someone is plotting against me!

Kasaka gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Sorry, Your Majesty Roland... I lost my temper."

After about ten seconds, Roland squinted and stared at Kasaka, and slowly repeated the sentence again: "It's okay."

"And you, Ossius."

Having said that, Roland turned his head and said with a serious face: "You and Kasaka's supporters can be said to be on a par. I hope you can give me a better result in the next round of voting. "

"His Majesty the Pope, in this game..."

"I wish you could call it an election."

Roland squinted slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and interrupted Osset: "Then everyone, while everyone is here, let me tell you something... something I think you need to know."

Roland was talking, but he didn't look at Casaca at all. This made Kasaka panic.

But after that, after Roland said the next few words, the panic in Kasaka's heart was completely dispelled by panic——

"The first thing - Ra has officially declared war on us."

As soon as these words came out, Kasaka's pupils shrank instantly.

But he couldn't react yet, and then Roland said another big news: "The second thing, the Druids of Caral were defeated, and they will soon be expelled by the rebels who call themselves the Death Raven Legion. And, the third most important thing..."

Roland paused for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"...Our Queen of Banza, announced the revocation of the special status of the two sects of Tyre and Sivir in the country. And the special rights of all priests of the rank - for example, the right to be exempted from military service." (To be continued. ) to enable the new URL