In the Pope's eyes, that day initially seemed no different from any other.

Similar palaces, same people.

Ophelia lowered her head and dared not look up at him the moment she saw him, and the king came up to him with obvious eagerness in his eyes as soon as he saw him, and talked about how to treat him in depth...

The Pope recalled the news from Mavis yesterday, saying that "Godfori" had been successfully killed, and his eyes became more peaceful as he looked at Lyra.

Who is Lyra?

It is from Suli's perspective, someone who has always belonged to it, known about it, but never seen it in person.

Lyra is the mother of Ophelia and Shazzar.

The white building covered with daphne flowers was always the private property of Laerila in normal days. Even the king had to give a heads-up before coming...

But the Pope doesn't.

All the rules that others tacitly accept or abide by should be trampled under his feet.

The Pope looked down at the trembling Lyra and said in a sharp voice: "No matter how much you want to take revenge on me, you should not provoke Ophelia's rebellious emotions."

When targeting the king, the news that Ophelia was the king's biological child and Xia Zuo was the Pope's bloodline seemed insignificant at the time, but as long as it reached Lyra, this news could become a means to attack her.

It is undeniable that Lera is extremely beautiful, a kind of beauty that steps on the aesthetics of both the same sex and the opposite sex, with clear eyes and shining golden hair. But this has no effect on those who are power-hungry.

Even though she was as beautiful as a fairy, in the eyes of the Pope, she was just a tool to be used.

The tool has become cunning, and the Pope will certainly not hesitate to use means of suppression before he wants to completely destroy it.

Of course, Lyra denied it: "I didn't do that!"

The Pope lifted Lyra's chin, and in his golden eyes, he looked down upon her as if he were a god.

He seemed to be completely unaware of how many wrinkles there were on his face, nor could he notice how old the hands that were lifting the beautiful woman's chin were. The Pope looked at himself with an expression that seemed to have seen through everything and said, "No one else would do such a thing except you."

But the moment Lyra heard what he said, she looked at the Pope in disbelief.

Ophelia sits on the throne? Does Ophelia need to sit on the throne?

From the Pope's perspective, the consciousness he has been instilling in his only daughter is that what Ophelia needs to inherit in the future is the position of Pope with greater power and control, and everyone in the Vatican will obey her orders.

And in everyone's opinion, Xia Zuo has an extremely dependent feeling towards Ophelia.

Not only can Xia Zuo hit wherever he points, he can even perform acts of service that seem to trample on his own self-esteem.

His younger brother sat on the throne, and he would inherit the throne of the Pope in the future. His younger brother was under his control...

What can a teenager understand?

Ophelia's world is shaped by disguise from the very beginning.

So what reason does she have to want to sit on the throne?

No reason.

So who would do such a thing?

Mavis was not aware of the confusion of royal bloodline. Her mission was to kill the king initially (unfinished) and Godfrey later (successful).

As for the Holy Lady of Light who sits on the queen's seat...

The Pope did not even think that the other party's value was higher than Mavis.

…

"After eliminating all the impossible, the only possibility left is Ophelia's mother."

After Suli had a deal with the king that day, he gave the issue enough time to ferment.

After all, in the eyes of those with discerning eyes, the king had just woken up.

If being in a coma means being unable to confirm life or death, then waking up is equivalent to escaping death.

So in the eyes of the Pope, or in the eyes of most people in this city, the days after the king woke up were quite peaceful.

The Dark Church, which secretly targeted the nobles, could not survive under the double pressure of the Pope and the King. Even Godefroy, who was worshipped by countless nobles, showed up in public.

It was just as the rumors said, he looked like a very noble person.

Appearance, manners and behavior are all excellent.

That day, Godfrey spoke and interpreted the words he had heard in the largest tavern in the city.

"So-called faith means looking up at the stars." Godefroy sat in the tavern, talking peacefully about his memories with the shriveled man who was playing the harmonica on the stage.

“We pursue things not only because they are valuable in themselves, but also because the pursuit of them can make us better.”

“Pursuit is a subjective action, and subjective actions need to be accompanied by subjective consciousness. If a person does not know what he is pursuing and what it can bring to him, then the so-called pursuit becomes blindly following what others say.”

“What is God? It is the stars, the moon, the sun, everything. It is an existence of another realm that we can only understand on the surface but can never stand shoulder to shoulder with.”

"And what we need to do is not to always look up at the glory of God. If people want to pursue something, they must get it, and then it can be called pursuit. Otherwise, it is just blind obedience."

"I still remember someone once told me that faith is about looking up at the stars. It is so great and clear. The starry sky, which is so far away from us, is like the God we want to chase but can never reach."

"What can we bring to the stars? What can we bring to God? From a human perspective, we will never know, but from a human perspective, we must know what the stars can bring to us, and what God can bring to the world."

The audience could hardly contain themselves as they were led into the indescribably beautiful sea of ​​stars by the cold yet steady voice.

The audience cannot have the thought of questioning God because everything has not yet reached the time for them to question.

Before you awaken yourself, never be overly self-conscious and tell others that you are living in hell, like a savior.

Godefroy always keeps this in mind, so before he completely goes offline, the only thing he can do is to engrave in people’s hearts that we are of no importance to God, but God is an existence that can make us better.

Should we believe in the God of Light more?

When people's consciousness is turned to this idea, it is inevitable that in the process of believing in the God of Light, how has life changed...

The conclusion is, nothing has changed.

Not only has there been no change, but ordinary people without noble status are even required to kneel down and worship when they see someone from the Vatican.

If it is out of respect, bending and bowing is fine, but is kneeling down reasonable?

As long as this thought exists, even if "Gaode Foli" dies, he will definitely retire with honor.

But when Godefroy and Mavis, who had entered the tavern, exchanged glances, the former left the last sentence in the gap between the sudden pause of the harmonica: "May faith last forever like the starry sky, and may the things you pursue eventually be embraced. A person's destiny is in his own hands and in his own choices."

The next second, this gentle-looking man had his throat pierced by a dagger held by Mavis.

Ordinary people who were originally fascinated by the speech suddenly fell into panic and confusion.

Mavis seemed to be completely unaware of the chaos. He said to Godfrey, who was like a gorilla, who did not die on the spot even though his throat was pierced, "Do you think that your few words can reveal the truth of the rules that have existed for thousands of years?"

Mavis dropped the dagger in her hand and looked indifferently at the scene where the corpse of the man who was already regarded as a wise man by the people fell heavily to the ground.

Before turning around and leaving the tavern, Mavis looked around at the extremely chaotic crowd. Everyone could see that her eyes were staring at a dead object with indifference.

The air carried the last voice of the Dark Church Saint, who was instinctively feared by the city residents... no, it was the Dark Church Witch.

"The frog that always stays in warm water will never find the danger approaching until it dies. By then, even if death will be equally bestowed on everyone, they will only think that the world is developing like this and the status quo should be like this."

The tavern fell silent for a moment.

Until someone whispered, "Why did that witch want to kill Mr. Godfrey?"

"What truth?"

"What are frogs in warm water?"

"Isn't it that what Mr. Godfrey said before has already hidden something he wants to tell us but cannot tell us directly?"

I don’t know, and no one knows.

But some people know that it's not just the witch who wants Mr. Godfrey dead.

…

Sully looked up at Ophelia.

After the death of Godefroy, what was supposed to ferment had to ferment. The purpose of Sully's second visit to the court was to discuss with the father and daughter who were not related by blood when to start the campaign against the Pope.

Before this, the Pope had not yet recovered from the injuries sustained by the King, and the only person he could trust was the Pope, and after delaying the Pope's steps with various lame excuses such as "May the God of Light be with you forever", Sully took advantage of the news and said that the Pope would definitely go to the Daphne House.

Ophelia looked back at Sully with cold eyes: "Don't call that woman my mother. She has a name."

Sully raised his hands in surrender. He didn't want to fight with Ophelia. Then he said, "The Pope's subsequent actions are very obvious."

"From his perspective, many things that will happen in the future will take some time to settle, so when he has nothing else to do, he will definitely question Lyra before the final result comes."

"Why was Xia Zuo's identity exposed so early?" Suli glanced at the king with a frown on his face, then retracted his gaze and said, "That's why, after learning that information about Xia Zuo's identity was circulating in the city, Laerila did not send anyone to stop the spread of the news, but instead allowed it to ferment."

"For a person who has a strong desire for control..." Suli bluntly accused the Pope in front of the king, "this is something that cannot be allowed."

"And his search for Lyra will be our best opportunity to attack him."

When Suli said this, he changed the subject and mentioned the king again.

"This is the perfect opportunity for you to kill the Pope."

"So," Suli looked up at the king who was staring at him, "you should at least show us your combat power that has never been discovered before."

"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you." The king laughed a long laugh.

From that day on, the king no longer regarded Suli as a child, after he felt unspeakable fear from him.

Now the king has completely placed Suli on an equal footing with himself, even vaguely above him.

When Ophelia looked at the king in surprise, Sully saw the king saying: "For the royal family, everyone who sits on the throne will inherit a hidden army from the previous king."

"These people have been 'nameless' for countless years of history. They have no identity, no trace, no sense of existence. Their only role and value is to sacrifice everything when the royal family is in great crisis."

"Although it is a team that no one except the king knows about, each of the ten members is at least as powerful as the Patriarch of the Holy See."

The king then sneered and said, "Even if the Pope is powerful, he may not be able to escape from this team."

Suli raised his eyebrows and said without hesitation: "So in your opinion, the existence of the Pope has threatened the survival of the royal family?"

"That's how it seems to me." The king patted the armrest of the throne vigorously, his face looking very ugly, "He confused the royal bloodline and plotted against Amikubi in secret for decades. He claimed to be the spokesperson of God in the world, but not only did he not dedicate everything to the God he respected, he even secretly left his bloodline!"

"No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely evil act!"

The king was ready to strike the pope with justice.

Despite all this, it was still under Suli's deliberate guidance.

It is said that the Godfrey who was in the tavern before was played by Egbert.

Roy was forced to perform on stage. After working as a harmonica player for a while, he began to follow Sully's instructions and deliberately create a bossy aura for Egbert.

Although when using words to create this aura, Roy really experienced what it meant to have ulterior motives.

If it weren't for the need to maintain Godfrey's character, Roy felt that Egbert could take out the book "No One Knows Lord Sully Better Than I Do" at any time and start to read it with passion and emotion on the spot.

Although Roy still witnessed Egbert's outrageous operations during the "Bury of Godfrey".

"Why did you deliberately blacken the word 'Sully' on the book 'No One Understands Sully Better Than Me' and put it in Godfrey's coffin?"

Egbert argued: "Even if Godfrey, who was created based on Lord Sully, is a wise man that the world will eventually look up to, Godfrey is not Lord Sully after all."

Egbert looked at Roy and said firmly, "Godfrey is only one side of Lord Sully."

"How can partial understanding be compared to full understanding?"

As Egbert said this, he touched the blackened name of Sully on the cover of "No One Knows Sully Better Than Me" with a look of shame on his face.

"When I took out the pen and ink to blacken these two words, I felt deeply what heartache was. But when I thought about the tomb in Godefroi that was destined to be dug up, and the book that could awaken everyone in this city was hidden inside, I felt that instead of continuing to feel guilty about the blackened name of Lord Suli, it would be better to believe in him more wholeheartedly in the future."

The cold winter wind blew through the cemetery, and the yellow leaves swirled and fell to the ground. Roy said to himself: "...You are really getting sicker and sicker."

"Thank you for the compliment." Egbert picked up the shovel. He thought that digging the earth with elements was obviously disrespectful to Mr. Godfrey, one of Sully's sides.

So he chose to dig the grave and bury the body himself.

Roy silently chipped a stone slab and carved the words "Tomb of Godefroy" on it while saying sarcastically, "This is not a compliment, okay? Do you still have any shame?"

"Also, since you think Godefroy is the young master's side, why did you watch Godefroy's grave being dug up?"

Egbert had a serious expression. After placing the books deep in the coffin, he closed the coffin lid very carefully, and then scooped up a handful of soil with both hands and placed it on the coffin board.

Then the shovels were used.

In terms of respect for (perverted) Sully, Roy admitted that he was inferior to Egbert.

"This does not mean watching the tomb of Godefroy being dug up. You and I both know that Godefroy is only one side of Lord Suli. The tomb here is more of an information storage box than a tomb."

Finally, Egbert squatted down and touched the high grave. His tone was sighing and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Our purpose is to dig a tomb here according to Lord Suli's instructions. As for the fact that there is no body in the tomb but there is an extra book, I think Lord Suli will not care. After all, an empty tomb represents a message, and an extra book in the empty tomb still represents the same message."

"Also, I don't know how long it will take for everyone in this city to truly see the glory of Lord Suli. Before that, what qualifications do people who can only use Mr. Godfrey as a meal substitute have to make me angry?"

Roy: ……………………

...If you want to work with Egbert in the future, let Lan Zhe do it. If that doesn't work, the crow that sits on the young master's shoulder every day will also do.

Roy doesn't want to do it anymore.

Really, totally sick.

But people can be mean. Knowing that Egbert was ill, Roy couldn't help but ask, "If one day we really have to bury the young master with our own hands, what will you do?"

"I will make this world that can't keep Lord Sully disappear completely!" The murderous aura from Egbert's body rose to the sky.

Roy's mouth twitched wildly: "I thought you were the most outrageous, and the only thing you could say was to be buried with the young master."

"If you mean this angle." Egbert calmed down, nodded, and his face flushed uncontrollably.

"After I let the world die with you, I will first make myself into a puppet that will live forever."

"——Fortunately, in the endless years, I have guarded the last quiet place for Lord Suli."

In the palace, Suli sneezed uncontrollably.

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