Chapter 152 Luo Saiqiao's Eternal Crowning
The Vatican's team stretched for a hundred meters.
The guard of honor held high the holy cross flag of the church, and wore white robes, whose cloaks rolled up bright red on the sand.
Callisto was dressed in a neat white papal robe, with his long platinum hair combed up high. His deep eyebrows were exposed without any cover, along with his exceptionally clear facial lines.
He rode a tall black horse, moving freely and easily as if he were walking on flat ground.
In order to move quickly, the entire Vatican team rode on horses.
Callisto did not wear a red cape as conspicuous as the honor guard, but his presence and aura were stronger than the entire honor guard combined, making him visible at a glance.
"Your Majesty! Luo Saiqiao is in front!" said the knight of his personal guard behind him.
Callisto narrowed his violet eyes slightly and said softly, "Okay."
"Full speed ahead—"
Pope Callisto's voice echoed in the air, floating lightly and quickly dissipating, but the knights who could hear it were all encouraged, waving the papal flags vigorously and shouting "Forward——".
Moving at high speed, the Vatican's team soon arrived at the gate of Rosaqiao City.
Archbishop Calais of Rochester stood at the city gate with everyone. Next to him stood the quasi-saint son Rant Hobbes, who had been in the limelight recently.
During the turmoil, the status of this Rant Hobbes rose sharply. Among the group of Vatican people who stood in an orderly manner according to their status, he was only slightly inferior to Archbishop Calais of Rosay.
It snowed a little last night, and the little bit of snow that hadn't melted yet reflected floating light under the sunlight.
In such a silent and ethereal background, Kale knelt down on one knee devoutly towards the man standing against the light.
"To the Supreme Glory of Kadifan, my most beloved Pope, your most loyal believer and follower, Kalai, greets you, good day, Your Majesty."
Callisto stood against the light, stretched out her hand to him, and acquiesced to his hand-kissing gesture.
"Good day, my dear Kale." Kalisto smiled.
Kale kissed his fingertips, then stood up and stepped behind him.
The group, led by Callisto, walked towards the Rosaicchio Church.
They walked on the widest street in Rosaichao, surrounded by Rosaichao residents who were bowing down to them on both sides.
Vatican Rosalyuchi had warned the people in advance, so even though the crowd was extremely excited, they remained quiet, praying silently and praising His Holiness the Pope.
But the leaders were all mages with sharp eyes and ears, and even though the voices were very low, they still heard people shouting "Your Holiness the Pope" and "Your Highness Lant".
As everyone knows, only princes and saints on the continent of Isaiah can be honored as "Your Highness".
Lu Yi was half a step behind Kalisto, and half a body length allowed him to only see Kalisto's profile.
——That perfect smile that could be called an example.
Callisto always maintained the elegance and composure that His Holiness the Pope should have. When he noticed his gaze, he slowly turned around and smiled at him.
Lu Yi didn't show any panic at all because of being caught peeking. He also narrowed his eyes and smiled at him.
There is a subtle similarity between their smiles.
The harmonious scene of "the current Pope and the Chosen Son of God smiling at each other" made the people present even more excited, and even Kale on the side couldn't help but glance at the two of them.
However, the two parties involved were both calmer than each other.
Callisto has been in a high position for a long time, while Krant was just an ordinary student of St. Dover before. How could he be so calm in the face of praise or criticism?
Thinking of this, Kale silently looked up to Rand in his heart.
When they arrived in front of the church, Callisto dismissed the guards who were following closely behind him.
"Just stop here."
He was the first to step into the hall, followed by Kale.
"Lant, you come too."
…
Inside the palace.
There is a circle of translucent glass windows under the arc-shaped dome, and the colorful windows reflect colorful glass fragments of light.
The fragmented light fell on the white papal robes of the three people, like fluttering butterflies, and also like the different thoughts of the three people.
"Kalai, I haven't seen you for a long time. You have changed a lot."
This seemed to be just a simple greeting between old friends.
Looking at those peaceful and tolerant violet eyes, Kale subconsciously lowered his eyes.
He said softly, "Your Majesty, I have been away from Kadifan for more than ten years... The Lord God favors you, and time also favors you. You are still as glorious as you were ten years ago, but I am no longer ambitious and am getting old."
"Are you still blaming me?" asked Callisto.
"Your Majesty!" Kale raised his head suddenly, "I have never had such an idea!"
"You saved me from the dark land back then, and my life belongs to you..."
“Wow.”
Lu Yi looked at his nose and his heart, trying his best to reduce his presence, but his ears were quietly pricked up.
The next second he felt a gentle magical power coming towards his ears, and then the sound slowly receded like the tide.
He raised his eyebrows silently, [“Can’t these two afford to play? Even if they can’t afford to play, they still ask me to come in…”]
【Maybe you are just a part of their play? 】
Unable to hear, and not wanting to look too recklessly, Lu Yi simply lowered his eyes and fixed his gaze on the fragmented light at the hem of his clothes.
The broken light is refracted from the stained glass windows, with beautiful colors.
It's not the kind of foggy light, but a very clear light.
Originally, this city-state shrouded in plague was always filled with gray fog. Even the glass windows of the church were covered with dust due to lack of cleaning, and the light coming in through the windows was dark.
But it's different now.
Just like the light that had become clear again, the city began to come back to life.
Things will get better day by day.
And it’s time for him to leave here, Lu Yi thought.
"Rant?"
It was Callisto's voice. Lu Yi looked up and said, "Your Majesty."
"Sorry, has it been a long time?"
"No, maybe I should ask you for forgiveness for being distracted." Lu Yi shook his head and took a few steps forward to approach the two of them.
They seemed to have finished their conversation. Callisto looked normal, but Kale's eyes were red and had not yet completely faded.
Callisto asked: "Rant, do you know why we are here?"
Lu Yi glanced at Kalai and said, "Bishop Kalai once told me that it was to confer the crowning ceremony on the Holy Son."
He did not say directly who would be crowned as the Son of God, even though they all knew it.
Callisto nodded slightly, "Yes, but this is only one of them."
You mean there is a second one?
Looking at Callisto's meaningful eyes, Lu Yi suddenly had an idea.
"Your Majesty, in the face of this disaster, I have an unwelcome request—"
"Oh?" Callisto's eyes curved, "Lant, you said, everything I can decide will be granted by you."
"My request is, please let me walk wherever I am needed in your name and in the name of the Holy See."
Lu Yi placed one hand in front of his chest and the other on his back, lowering his head and leaning forward slightly.
"God gave me the power to dispel the Black Death so that I can act in His name and for the everlasting glory of the church."
He lowered his head and could not see Callisto's expression, but could hear his very light laughter.
"As you wish."
…
The Vatican's team did not stay in Rosaqiao and was ready to set off the next day.
The weather cleared up the day they left.
Lu Yi lagged behind Callisto by half a step, followed by the temporary Holy Son's Guards assigned to him by Callisto.
His long golden brown hair was rarely tied up, but like Pope Callisto, the front half was tied up by a skillful nun, and the back half was left hanging freely.
The streets were crowded with people who had come to see him off. The wide roads were packed with people.
It had been a long time since Luo Saiqiao had seen such a lively scene. Almost everyone in the city came out, and many even came from Pauillac and even more distant city-states.
Just for this sudden and extremely hasty coronation ceremony of the Son of God.
There was no grand ceremony, no carefully prepared white roses in the church, and no gathering of choirs and cardinals.
Half of the flowers on the roadside stalls were brought in by the Vatican and traveling merchants, and the other half were fine linen hand-woven flowers made overnight by the woodcutters of Rosse.
This non-uniform style does not feel chaotic at all, but instead shows a special vitality.
That is hope, the dawn of the city's prosperity.
It is this bright hope that makes these artificial flowers woven from fine linen transcend the ridiculousness and gives a new meaning to this coming-of-age ceremony that is completely different from the past.
The crowd came for him, shouting the name "Rant" and following him all the way from the church to the city gate.
The Vatican's team stopped at the city gate.
People seemed to realize something, lowered their voices, and looked quietly at the two people in the lead.
Callisto turned around and whispered to Lu Yi: "Lante, the Holy See owes you a grand and solemn coronation ceremony."
Lu Yi shook his head, "Your Majesty, this kind of ceremony is more important than anything else to me."
There are no fancy clothes, but there are things more precious than that.
Those were gold coins, precious items that even the Church could not demand.
It is he who should feel honored by this ceremony.
Callisto smiled and said, "Lant, you will make a very good Holy Son."
"I will definitely not let you down." Lu Yi made the sign of the cross on his chest.
But if Callisto and Mios are in league—
Then he can't guarantee anything, Lu Yi thought.
"Of course I believe in you. You can always do well no matter what it is." Callisto said meaningfully.
Before Lu Yi could figure out the deeper meaning of his words, Callisto raised his right hand.
A scepter half a man's height appeared in his palm.
This scepter is somewhat similar to his papal scepter. Both are inlaid with precious gems and surrounded by exquisite gold wire, and the largest red magic stone is embedded on the top. However, Rant's scepter is not only half as long as the former, but also has far fewer gems and smaller magic stones, making it look like a smaller version.
"Lant Hobbs—"
Callisto pronounced his name slowly and solemnly, drawing out the tones.
At this moment, the spectators around suddenly joined the ceremony without any prior arrangement.
First, a childish voice was heard.
"You sit as King forever and ever. Even if the floods rise, I will firmly look up to you①——"
Then more voices of men, women, young and old were heard softly.
"You sit as King, and hear my cry, and revive my spirit, and give me resurrection life②..."
The church's hymns came from the crowd behind them. At first, only the people in the first few rows were singing, but in the end, almost everyone present was singing.
This is the most classic and widely sung hymn of the Holy See. It is the ritual music that should have been sung by the Vatican choir during the tenure of the Pope and the Son of God.
But Rosaline did not have the papal orchestra and choir of Catival.
There are only countless ordinary people here who come specially to witness the Rand crowning ceremony.
They are the woodcutters of Rosay, the Pauillacs, and foreigners from even more distant countries. They are wizards, knights, farmers, butchers, traveling merchants, street vendors, and all the people under the protection of the Church.
Today they gathered here to witness the history of the Holy See, the birth of Saint Son Lanter, and to express their praises for the first time.
Amid the endless singing, Lant knelt on one knee, and under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, he took the scepter representing the crown of the Holy Son of the Vatican from Callisto, and then the crown and ring.
When everything was ready, Callisto reached out and placed his hand on Lant's forehead.
Callisto's fingertips were dipped in the red oil, and with a light touch, the red was imprinted on Rant's forehead.
At the same time, Lant felt the light power in his body begin to surge.
"Lant Hobbs, from today on, the Holy See appoints you as the sixteenth Holy Son.
"You will bear the name of the Church, the name of the Almighty Lord of the Kingdom of God, and walk in the world. The troubles of death may haunt you, but the light will make you fearless and hold high the glory of my God, my Lord, the God of light.
"I bless you: everything you do will be successful. If you ask for land, you will not only get it, but you will get double. You have the power to split the flood and turn back the dead..."
With every blessing that came down, the light power in Lant's body became stronger.
His magic power was rising rapidly, and the level soared all the way to the sixth level. Even Callisto couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise.
Although the emotion was fleeting, it was still caught by Rant, who was facing him.
"Students will always remember the teacher's teachings."
When the blessing is over, the coronation ceremony of the Son of God is over.
The crowd followed them out of the city gate.
The Vatican's team was divided into two teams, one of which followed Pope Callisto back to Catival.
The other team followed Saint Son Lante to other city-states where the Black Death was rampant and in urgent need of salvation.
This journey is a hymn to courage and a spread of light and hope.
It is also the beginning of the short but extremely brilliant life of Saint Son Lanter in the history of the Holy See.
It is known in history as "Luo Saiqiao's eternal coronation."
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①②: Lyrics, quoted from the poem "You Sit as King" by "Fountain of Praise"
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