As the closest strategic center of the Church, the Kingdom of Holm has gathered four legends, seven or eight Golden Knights, and is much stronger than the Principality of Valorit, a parish that traditionally opposes the Northern Church, so even if it is stationed in the ashram in rotation, there are three cardinals.
A night watchman was heard knocking on the door with the prescribed code, and the three cardinals looked up at the same time, but one of them had already gotten up and walked towards the door.
"Is it the intelligence inside the Magic Council?"
the cardinal did not have a trace of excess fat on his face, and his blue eyes seemed pure, but they were deep and bottomless.
The Night's Watch took out a letter and saluted respectfully, "Yes, Lord Andrade. ” Receiving the sealed letter, Andrade drew a cross on his chest: "The Lord will bless you." ” "Only the truth endures," replied the night watchman solemnly, and reflexively left.
"Andrade, what level of information is it about, and does it need to be reported to His Excellency the Cardinal?"
asked another cardinal with concern.
Hearing this, Andrade looked at the back of the envelope, where there were key words of information written in secret After the previous incidents, the Church has asked spies to write the key words of information briefly on the back of the envelope when transmitting information, and if it involves the content of shaking doctrine and theological theory, it should be indicated, so that the cardinal and cardinal can be mentally prepared before reading the information, lest even the chief of the ascetics, Valenhill, be injured by the impact like last time.
"Holy Spirit Class, New Particles, Shaken, Atomism."
Four key words caught Andrade's deep eyes.
The first is the level of intelligence, indicating that it is the third level of important information after the archangel and the angel level, and cannot be viewed privately, but must be submitted to the cardinal immediately.
Andrade's dark blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he replied calmly, "Pious disciple level, regular information of the Magic Council." ” "You read it, take notes, and distribute it to the bishops."
The other cardinal had no doubt that Andrade would lie about such a thing.
If a cardinal is no longer religious, and has taken refuge in the Council of Magic, the only thing that awaits him is that he will be devoured by the Light, and there is no other way.
In the ashram, the three desks were facing each other in a triangular shape, so after Andrade sat down in his place, he was not worried about the prying eyes of the other cardinals, and looked at the letter in his hand as if he were reading ordinary information, and then wrote on the reading record: "Within the Magical Council, due to the contradiction between the periodic law and the atomic theory, many high-level arcanists began to reflect on and discuss the atomic theory, but no valuable results have appeared for the time being.
It is information that needs to be tracked for subsequent developments. ” After some time, information came in from time to time, and the three cardinals read a part of it, put it away in a group, and recorded the general contents of the information.
Towards ten o'clock, a bishop in charge of distributing information knocked on the door and took away the stacks of rubbings of information placed in the upper left corner of each cardinal's desk, which were to be conveyed to the bishops, night watchmen, priests, and probationary priests according to their ranks.
The bishop with a thick stack of information came to the room of the Divine Array dedicated to rubbing documents, and began to rub according to the number of people of different levels.
Due to the abundance of information, he did not read it carefully as usual, intending to wait until it was distributed before looking at the ones that belonged to him.
At 10:30, information was passed through different people to different places.
In the retreat room, which was much calmer, the three cardinals exchanged "reading notes" with each other to obtain information, and began to compile them for submission to Cardinal Philippel and the magnate of the Inquisition, such as Bahá'u'lláh.
"The Council of Magic is beginning to wonder if His Majesty the Pope will have to hurry up and revise the content of the theology again," one of the cardinals laughed with a slight sarcasm.
Andrade narrowed his eyes, his gaze dark, and smiled without saying a word.
The holy scriptures are doctrines, the truths spoken by the gods, and the gospels that teach the believers, while theology is the study and doctrine of the holy scriptures, including the improvement of theology, the in-depth interpretation of doctrines, and the discussion of various inexplicable questions, and the teaching materials of the priests, the two are not the same, the former can be full of metaphysical content, not concerned with the specific, the latter must have detailed explanations and arguments.
Abidal was the bishop in charge of the monastery and had a prostrate attitude towards the improved theology of the Pope, because he knew very well that without these improvements, with his own talent and understanding of the doctrine, it would be difficult to become a bishop of the fifth rank in his thirties, in charge of one of the largest monasteries in the entire diocese.
"This is the Lord's gift to us devout believers, a truth expounded by the Divine Spokesman under the crown."
Abidal prayed a prayer of thanksgiving every day, "Greed and weakness will blind our hearts and make us forget that thanksgiving is the best morality of mankind in thanksgiving for the Lord's gifts, and that your way will walk on the earth as it is in your kingdom."
At the end of the prayer, Abidal drew a cross on his chest and whispered, "Only the truth endures" Opening his eyes, Abidal saw that the priest who served him was already waiting at the door with several pieces of information, so he nodded and signaled that he could come in.
"What's the important information today?"
Abidal asked casually, taking the paper.
The young priest replied respectfully, "Your Excellency, it's all routine information. ” "Yes."
Abidal bowed his head lightly and began to read, this is the normal world, how can there be important information often.
Since it was regular information, Abidal read it quickly, and it didn't take long to see the penultimate copy.
He usually taught theology seriously and had a stern attitude, which often frightened the probationary pastor, secretly calling him "the devil's angel", but now, his face, which could make the probationary pastor suddenly quiet, appeared with an indescribable expression of horror, as if he had fallen into hell and found himself the most evil and terrifying devil duke.
"About one in two thousand," Abidal said in a hoarse, low voice as if from his chest.
"Has the foundation of the theology of the Holy Surname of the Atom been destroyed by the Lord's own hands?"
The young priest did not dare to leave after receiving the information, because he had to wait for Bishop Abidal to read the information and tell him.
After waiting silently for a while, he suddenly felt the whole room become hot and solemn, and heard an inaudible voice from the mouth of Bishop Abidal.
The young pastor, who was in a hurry, no longer disregarded etiquette and humility, and looked directly into Abidal's face.
Then, he saw a shocking scene that he will never forget: Bishop Abidal's face was filled with great fear, anger, and confusion, and then a pure and holy light erupted irrepressibly from his body, engulfing the strange expression that had been solidified.
A little light splashed, and the young priest was completely stunned.
Under the fierce sunlight of the near noon, this pure holy light seemed to be dyed a little golden red.
In the diocese of Holm, there are several bishops who are convinced of theology who have been swallowed by the Holy Light under the onslaught, which is the information verified and distributed by the Church, and they subconsciously did not suspect the real surname of the experiment.
In addition, although more than 20 bishops have retained their surnames, they have a strong sense of distrust in theology and doctrine, and it is difficult for them to be promoted to cardinals in the future.
At noon, inside the Radiant Cathedral.
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Philippel was about to perform a prayer as he was customary, when the cardinal's messy and panicked steps were heard outside the door.
"What's wrong?"
said Philippe, a Holy Spirit priest with a strong premonition of danger and bad conditions, asked bluntly without waiting for the cardinal to speak.
The cardinal who came to report was still in a trance, and replied in a slightly dazed voice: "Your Excellency Filipbel, six bishops have been swallowed by the light, twenty-three bishops have been seriously wounded in their faith, and one cardinal, Willy, has also been seriously wounded in their faith. ” "The Holy Light Devours the Faith and is so badly wounded, what kind of newspaper did they read, aren't there clergy guarding it," Filibel asked in a solemn tone.
"It's not a newspaper, it's information that is openly conveyed to bishops and clergy, information about new particle discovery experiments, and the internal structure of atoms."
The cardinal also seemed to be under shock, and his speech was somewhat slurred.
"Such information will be conveyed directly to the bishopric clergy," Philippel was about to leave, angry.
It didn't take long for the court magnate Bahá'u'lláh to lock up Andrade and bring him to the court's interrogation room, who had no intention of escaping at all.
Legends such as Felibel and Valenhill watched the trial from the outside.
"When did you take refuge in the Council of Magic," Bahá'u'lláh struggled to suppress his anger, wondering why he could still perform magic if he had taken refuge in the Council of Magic Andrade looked at the cardinal robe on his body, and his smile was plain and pure: "I have nothing to do with the Magic Council, and the Pope who borrowed the arcane theory of the Magic Council to transform theology is the biggest heretic, the blasphemous" "His transformation has defiled the holiness of divine art, desecrated the majesty of the Lord, and made the clergy toyed with again and again by the Council of Magic, so that such a theology must be abandoned" Outside the interrogation room, Wallenhill squinted at Philippe and said, "When did this kind of radical conservative retro school appear in the diocese of Holm?"
"Confronting the Council of Magic, bearing shock after shock, there will always be people who begin to doubt the necessity of theological transformation."
Philippel calmly looked back at Valenhill.
And in the interrogation room, Bahá'u'lláh shouted, "What does that have to do with other bishops, you want to kill your own brothers and sisters in this way, so that this is your piety."
"All those who are severely affected by this experiment are heretics who have become convinced of blasphemy, and to inflict them on and kill them is the greatest piety," Andras said undauntedly, "Burn me, Lord Bahá'u'lláh, and I will ascend to the heavenly mountain in flames."
Parliamentary Headquarters.
"Cursed Eye" Atlante Forman smiled at Douglas, "It's true that we can't control the clergy to do things that go against their beliefs and fundamental ideals, but what if it's a seed that has already sprouted in their hearts."
"Finding the loopholes in their minds, and then giving reinforcements and hints, is the deepest application of illusion."
Atlante opened his eyes, and there seemed to be countless figures in his black pupils, which was extremely strange.
"As long as you can think, you will be affected by illusion" To be continued: