Chapter 105 Chapter 105 Bella/God can dominate everything...
When the noble youth broke into the Temple of the Holy Sepulchre, the young Pope was in complete control of the country and at the height of his power. He broke the legend that Cyril Hosnard was omnipotent.
Ludwig didn't want to take Georgiana with him, but she fought to protect Cyril, so he simply took the girl away with him.
He assumed that Georgiana had a close relationship with Cyril and attempted to threaten her life when negotiations began.
This was the first time Cyril's authority was violated.
Regardless of the conditions, and regardless of whether the person in front of him was Georgiana or someone else, for the young Pope, the fact that this wild boy who came from nowhere dared to threaten him was already an unforgivable sin.
Since the age of seven, Cyril has been independent of the world and the spokesperson chosen by God.
What is a mere son of a duke?
Georgiana might be somewhat special; she had accompanied him through his youth in the ziggurat and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, would remain by his side for many years. But compared to the Pope's majesty, this seemed insignificant.
No, it should be said that the whole world should crawl at his feet, and nothing can be compared with him.
That day, Ludwig tied up Georgiana without any gentlemanly manners and put a sharp blade against her neck, as if he would take her life at the next moment.
Across from him, Cyril glanced at Georgiana, but finally smiled and said, "No one can threaten the gods."
The implication is that he could take action.
Cyril has always been like this, and as the person who has been with him the longest, Georgiana should understand his style better.
Yes, she understood.
For a moment, Cyril clearly saw her give up resistance, but soon her eyes became firm again. She knew that she was no different from others, and devout believers should not expect God to favor them. Whatever the Pope did was right.
She understood his considerations and his delaying tactics, and she knew that the Pope had changed the world and that his mission was far more important than "Georgina." Therefore, she would not let her emotions overshadow her reason.
In a brief moment, as Cyril finished speaking, Georgiana slowly closed her eyes.
At that moment, Cyril was satisfied with Georgiana like this, which also made Ludwig's first negotiation fail.
But he couldn't explain why, after so many years, he still couldn't forget the look on her face before she closed her eyes - she was as rational and resolute as ever, and her brown eyes seemed to sparkle with crystal.
She was willing to pave the way for his throne and was his most worshipful believer. Such a person seemed to reveal a hint of sadness at that moment.
In the end, Ludwig did not kill her, and Cyril loosened his clenched fists.
He won the bet.
A young man who came to negotiate with him with the clause of civilian rights would indeed not kill at will.
Cyril knew that Georgiana was very smart and would understand and forgive even if he didn't explain his intentions.
Yes, she saved her life. Apart from being stunned for a moment, Georgiana soon became the same as before, always staying by his side and watching Ludwig vigilantly.
Cyril was good at understanding people's hearts, but there were few people he could afford to spend time understanding. But after that day, he often remembered Georgiana's stunned moment.
What was she thinking in that split second? Blaming him? Celebrating her narrow escape? Or perhaps... her faith in him weakened slightly?
Cyril actually didn't understand why he had these messy guesses.
Since St. Petersburg grew and prospered, his followers have spread all over the world.
As the first believer, she was somewhat special, yet not that special. Being able to stay by his side was a gift from the world's destiny to her. Was she going to give up her faith in him just because of a reasonable trade-off?
Even if she lost her faith, what would it matter? The Pope was still the Pope, and this era was still engraved with the name of Cyril Hosnard.
Georgiana was not that important, nor was her admiration or resentment that important...
Later, he won over the royal family and other nobles and decided to teach Ludwig a lesson.
For Cyril, destroying this man alone was not enough; he wanted to destroy the entire Spencer family, letting all potential rebels know the consequences of angering the gods.
In his plan, a suitable person needs to go to Ludwig's side.
Who better than Georgiana?
She is a princess representing the royal family, a saint representing the church, and now she can become the lady of the Duke of Spencer's Mansion. She is the most perfect balance and the representative who can best convince the outside world that the church must maintain peace.
Ludwig got the situation he wanted, and even though he knew it was a bitter pill, he had to swallow it.
That day, he put an emerald crown on Georgiana's head in the Temple of the Holy Land to celebrate her becoming a beautiful bride in advance.
Unable to control his emotions, he suddenly asked, "You will always be loyal to me, right?"
As soon as he said it, Cyril regretted it. He quickly stepped away as he did before and waved her out.
Georgiana was stunned for a long time, then nodded devoutly and said, "As long as the Holy Light shines eternally on the earth, my faith will be as eternal as the Holy Light."
After saying this, she left the temple and headed towards the convoy of the Duke of Spencer's Mansion outside.
As the sun sets, the fluttering Lion and Rising Sun Flag fades further and further away.
Georgiana was gone for a long time, but Cyril stood on the tower for a long time.
He clearly got the answer he wanted, but he couldn't explain why he felt so empty inside.
For a long time, Cyril often sat on the high tower and looked at the mountains in the distance.
All living things crawl beneath his feet. He is the god who rules the world. A gentle breeze blows by, yet there is such loneliness around him.
He wanted to get rid of that meaningless emotion and found many things to pass the time.
He raised a brown-eyed kitten, and the kitten grew up and gave birth to a litter of puppies. He took care of them, trying to emulate the kindness of God that the book described.
He thought of the girl he and Georgiana had saved a long time ago, whose name seemed to be Sophia. It would be interesting to reach out and fulfill her wish and see how far she could go.
Or perhaps we could bestow more technology upon humanity, and watch industry flourish, with some riding the wind and waves, and others conducting trade on the rails...
He spent a long time watching the world slowly change, like a management game, which always brought him some fun.
Unfortunately, the fun we force ourselves to fill the emptiness in our hearts is too limited.
Cyril couldn't tell what the root of the problem was.
Until later, he saw the birth of the child who looked like Ludwig, he saw a smile gradually appear on Georgiana's face, he saw their family basking in the sun and walking side by side on the grass...
Dense vines climbed up his heart, blocking out the sun. He vaguely realized that the emptiness was filled with even heavier emotions.
Do you regret it? No.
If you don't lose it, how can you understand its importance? It doesn't matter, he can take it back.
The whole world belongs to him, what can't he get?
Cyril was stunned for a long time until he saw Georgiana's blurred body. A huge hole opened in his heart, but there was no blood, only the wind from the Morpheus Snow Mountain.
She once said that the holy light will shine forever and her faith will last forever.
So why would she choose to be buried alive with Ludwig?
He remembered the first time she knelt down to him and begged him to let the Spencer family go.
At that time, he was wondering, when did you and Spencer become a family?
They had spent so many winters together in the Holy Temple of the Garan. He was the god who changed the world, and now, she chose an ordinary person?
How ridiculous! The stars are so bright, but she is moving forward and backward with a tiny star.
How many people in this world begged for Cyril Hosnard's gaze, even just for a second, and she became that slightly special person, yet chose to betray?
Yes, she and Ludwig had teamed up to betray him.
A believer who swore eternal allegiance betrayed her Lord.
For many long years, Cyril knew that the huge hole in his heart could never be filled.
One day, as he looked at the corpse in the ice coffin, a terrible thought came to his mind.
Come back to life and choose again.
He realized belatedly that perhaps his decision from that day on had been wrong.
Resentment and hatred, jealousy and emptiness, are all due to love. God can dominate everything, but falling in love with a mortal, falling in love with his own believers, is like a person falling in love with an ant, falling in love with a two-dimensional creature with a known fate in a book.
How ridiculous, how sad, how... pathetic.
His thoughts gradually returned to him. Cyril raised his eyes, looked at the ice coffin in front of Isabel, and slowly waved his hand.
The Pope's decision caused all believers to lay down their arms.
"I agree. Put down the ice coffin and you can leave." Cyril threw out the key to unlock the chain.
The trend of the ice coffin melting could not be stopped. Isabel looked at the changing hair closely, her eyes moving slightly.
In a moment, once Cyril got closer, he would notice something was wrong.
And would Cyril really be so kind as to let her go?
Looking at the key on the ground, Isabel's mind raced - she was afraid that the moment she lowered her head, she would die.
While I was thinking about countermeasures, suddenly, a sharp arrow came flying through the air!
Almost at the same time, Cyril dodged quickly and looked at the person who came with a bad look.
"Don't move. You dodged the first arrow, but now... you can't dodge the bullet."
Outside the cave, Heinrich slowly approached with a gun in hand, amid the surprised looks of the believers.
The center of the trajectory was Cyril, who was forced back a step by the arrow and was completely exposed.
"Hein, long time no see." Cyril quickly realized he had fallen into Heinrich's trap. He lowered his eyes and suddenly chuckled, "You're alone. If you kill me, your dear wife won't be able to be saved either."
"You are wrong. Now the entire temple is surrounded by pilgrims."
Suddenly, another voice appeared.
Herman and Audrey walked in. The former methodically displayed the Queen's letter. "Secretary Lorna has led the Queen's guards to surround the Temple of the Holy Land. Everyone saw the collapse of the Temple of the Holy Land. Even if the Pope died tragically, it seems reasonable. Now, is this enough leverage?"
Cyril's smile disappeared, but gradually, he watched the ice coffin melt faster and faster, and madness flashed in his eyes.
"It seems like everyone thinks they can threaten me at will now." Cyril casually extended his hand. Beneath his palm was a fire extinguisher. "I forgot to mention that this mechanism can not only extinguish fires, but also detonate the entire Morpheus Snow Mountain. Want to try it?"
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