I have become a treasure that everyone is looking for [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 79 079

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Anna suddenly thought of herself.

The God of Light did not name any names in these words, but it did not prevent Anna from feeling that she had been hit by an arrow in her knee.

She squeezed out a smile: "My thinking is too narrow." After Anna finished speaking, she felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little oppressive for some reason, and her hands tightened while holding the ribbon on the side of her skirt, and she took a step back obediently: "In this case, I Go back and write a reply to Alvin first. If there is anything you need, please do not hesitate to ask."

After getting the answer, she immediately left without looking back.

The half of Cheng Xiezhi's calf resting obliquely on the window sill loosened in vain as if weightless, and the white robe drew half an arc, and the smooth lines of the texture were clearly visible.Randall signed the next new document and the arrest warrant against Alvin, and quickly explained to his subordinates before his brows and eyes suddenly relaxed.

Alvin got him into a lot of trouble.Fortunately, everything was stopped in time.

"You are going to the Northland." Randall did not express any objection to Cheng Xiezhi's decision, he said slowly, "I will go with you."

Cheng Xiezhi frowned lightly, and pointed his slender fingers between his brows, thinking about Randall's proposal.He quickly rejected Randall: "It's not necessary. If you want to go to the Northland, you can go alone. I will stay in the imperial capital to deal with the temple. It is more efficient."

If both of them choose to leave the imperial capital at this time, it will give the pope an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Cheng Xiezhi has lost his patience, and he is not in the mood to watch the heavily made-up clown pretending to be in front of him.At this moment, he just wanted to cut through the mess quickly and end this situation neatly.

After hearing what he said, Randall curled his lips helplessly, "Okay."

This is indeed the most efficient way.

Cheng Xiezhi let go of the hand between his eyebrows: "I'll go back to the Temple of Light first."

He was not in a good mood, and even his tone was a little heavy.

Randall didn't seem to realize this, with a gentle and kind smile on his lips: "I see. I will take care of this matter, don't worry."

When Cheng Xiezhi turned and walked out of the room, the smile in the eyes of the young monarch gradually cooled down, and the mottled brilliance surged dimly.

Outside the window, the roses that are as gorgeous and thick as blood spread their branches and leaves in the wind, and the red eyes all the way to the distant sky in the field of vision.The sky was dyed crimson by the flower juice, in the phantom of the flowing clouds, the hanging garden that used to be a cage hangs high in the sky that no one can see. There were roses in the garden that bloomed all the year round, as hot as the one under the vine swing. An intimate kiss.

Randall couldn't help rubbing his upper wrist lightly, touching the cold and round beads.He lowered his gaze slightly and turned the bead chain up. This has been there since he could remember, and he couldn't even take it off.Of course, it never occurred to Randall to take it off.

His mother, the great witch of the temple, once looked at his wrist with complicated eyes and said: "This may be a sign, an important token of finding a certain person."

"Probably a fate that traverses past and present lives."

Randall dismissed it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he thinks his mother's statement is in a way absolutely right.The bead chain was pulled up a little, revealing the snow-white wrist bone, where the imprint of a light pink peach blossom was particularly conspicuous, as gorgeous as if it was deeply seared in the flesh and blood.

It's more serious than that.

Because it's the mark that's put in the soul.

He laughed, put down his sleeves, and pressed the gorgeous peach blossom with his fingertips.This kind of flower, neither in Hokuriku nor in the Far East, does not exist in the human world, perhaps only in the garden of the gods.

Thinking of this, Randall's eyes darkened slightly.

It has been a long time since the Temple of Light held a meeting that required the presence of all twelve cardinals and the pope.

This was destined to be a special meeting.

Because its host is the God of Light.The faith of the entire Temple of Light.

The two priests stood respectfully and silently behind Cheng Xie. He sat on the main seat and looked down at the cardinal who had different thoughts, looking cold and unattainable.

The pope was the last person to enter the hall.

Before he could sit down, the knights standing in the hall pressed him with their backhands, kicked the pope's legs heavily under the astonished gazes of the cardinals, and forced him to kneel before the God of Light.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?!" The pope raised his voice in disbelief and questioned.The bright elements he could mobilize were quickly lost in his body, making him unable to cast any magic, and an old man who was old and frail couldn't physically fight against the young and vigorous guards.

Only obediently show weakness.

Cheng Xiezhi's dark eyes turned, turning a deaf ear to the Pope's roar, and shifted his gaze to the painting of saints prostrating to the God of Light on the high dome. The god in the painting opened a pair of merciful eyes, looking down on all the people in the hall with compassion.

Seeing that Cheng Xiezhi didn't respond to the Pope's intentions, the priest behind him took a step forward, held a document, and read the contents of the document in a clear, youthful voice.

A trial against the pope, including charges against him for all his misdeeds over the years.

——Staying with a mistress and giving birth to an illegitimate child, violating the pious oath of serving the God of Light, condoning the illegitimate child to kill and taking property as his own, imprisoning Mary privately, treating the Temple of Light as his own private property, and placing him in various positions Confidants, taking benefits, and killing opponents by disgraceful means when competing for the Pope many years ago, etc., and so on.

The most serious one is that he conspired with the former holy son Alvin, suspected of being bewitched by the devil, intending to bring diseases and disasters to the world and subvert the entire empire.

The voice of the young priest echoed in the temple:

"Sentence... deprivation of the pope, expulsion from the Temple of Light, never holding any position in the Temple of Light and the local church... the rest will be handed over to the Imperial Court."

Punishment without exception.

There is no room for the pope to defend himself.

When the cardinals heard that the Pope colluded with Alvin to spread the disease, their expressions all changed. They swallowed all the drafts of intercession for the Pope in their stomachs, pretended to be deaf and dumb, and sat on one side with nothing to do with them. presence.

The God of Light wants to punish a person, even if there is no reason, no one dares to object.What's more, the evidence is solid.

The system silently stared at the chaotic scene below.

The pope has completely touched Cheng Xiezhi's inverse scales. The host of his family is very disgusted with those in power who use their lives as a bargaining chip in the game.That's why Cheng Xiezhi looked down on those people in the interstellar era and broke up altogether.

Cheng Sheng bound him within the rules and regulations of morality day after day, and the effect was obvious after all.The system sighed, even though the host was unwilling to admit it, it still believed that its host was essentially a gentle and kind person.

Good enough to be a benevolent deity.

Therefore, the Pope will not have any chance to appeal and resist in advance, and Cheng Xiezhi will firmly nail him to the pillar of shame to block any variables.Cheng Xiezhi didn't bother to listen to his sophistry. After the priest finished reading the document, Cheng Xiezhi raised his hand to signal the guards to take out the Pope who was still aloft fifteen minutes ago.

Only then did he turn his gaze back to the bishop.

"Let's end the meeting if you have nothing to do."

A bishop tentatively asked: "Since the former pope committed such a serious crime, it is not enough to serve as the pope. Is it necessary to choose a new pope?"

"No need."

Cheng Xiezhi's eyes drooped.

There is no need for the Temple of Light to exist anymore. A pope is not worth caring about.

The mountains in the distance are silent, the roses are blooming under the windows, and the young voices of children reciting poems in the church sound, far away from nothing, singing the glory of the temple.

However, no one ever thought that the sacred glory of thousands of years would actually start to collapse from the hands of the gods at this moment.

The author has something to say: [This week is a bit busy at the beginning, there is an exam, so the daily update may be a little later, Jiumi. 】