Chapter 226: Heart of Eternity
The clock turned to noon.
After the choir's singing gradually died down, the already crowded crowd rushed forward even more eagerly.
There was a huge sea of people that seemed to have no end in sight, and it completely filled the huge open space in front of Guangming Square, leaving no space at all.
Lu Yi stood quietly in a corner of Guangming Square. Wavelin brought him here and then left. Now he and other nobles were standing in this open space.
This open space may not have the perfect view closest to the center of the Plaza de Lumina, but it is also a location with an excellent angle and is specially used by the Vatican to accommodate distinguished guests.
Looking up, he saw famous nobles from the entire Isaiah continent. Lu Yi even recognized several royal members of small empires.
It is this small group of people who control the vast majority of wealth and resources. Even in a crowded ceremony, they can still occupy a large enough space, without having to endure the embarrassment of shoulders rubbing against chins and toes of shoes pressed against heels, and always maintain the so-called aristocratic elegance.
Power was divided, and the nobles of all parties tacitly maintained the monopoly of the privileged class, while also restraining each other. The intricate network of relationships connected the nobles of the entire Isaiah continent like a huge spider web.
Just from the standing positions during casual chats and the avoidance of one's eyes when they accidentally cross each other's paths, one can get a glimpse of the undercurrents between some countries.
Many visitors from other empires that were affiliated with the New Victory Empire gathered around Lu Yi in twos and threes. Even though they did not talk to him directly, most people's attention was always on Lu Yi.
——It’s not that they were unwilling to talk to this upstart with a rising reputation, but the “don’t bother strangers” temperament exuded by Louis Klein made these discerning speculators stop and stop approaching.
"Do you think the Klein family's previous support for Saint Son Rant was a coincidence, or did they know some unknown news?" someone whispered.
"It's hard to say, but no matter what, the Klein family will only become more prosperous."
"Tsk, money, power, people's hearts - can the person sitting on the throne really stay like this?"
"Hush, this is not something you and I are qualified to discuss..."
The discussions stopped abruptly. Lu Yi, who heard it clearly from a distance, did not react at all. He just continued to look quietly in the direction of the temple.
This comment might be unintentional, or it might be said intentionally for him to hear, but Lu Yi didn't care.
The outside world was in turmoil, and nothing could divert his attention.
"The hymns have stopped. Is it time for the ceremony to begin?"
The prince of a small empire took out his shiny pocket watch and said, "Oh... yes, there are only thirty minutes left until twelve o'clock."
The time is near.
The Vatican regards twelve o'clock as the brightest and most auspicious time, and the bread and cups distributed on fasting days are also placed at this time. Nuns and monks shuttle among the crowd to distribute bread, and the holy cup filled with wine is passed from hand to hand.
After the bread was broken and the cup was drunk, the singing began again intermittently.
The choir led the singing, and then the believers followed, some high and some low. Thousands of people sang together, and the singing filled the air above Katifan, invisible but possessing extremely great power.
——All people remember your name! Heaven will always be happy!
Amid the endless singing, Callisto, dressed in the Pope's robes and crown, slowly walked out of the bright gate of the temple.
He lowered his head slightly, his eyes fell on the huge crystal coffin beside him, and his right hand held the crystal coffin steadily.
There was no body inside the crystal coffin - the Saint Son Lanter died in the most tragic self-explosion in exchange for his death together with the false god. Not to mention a complete body, even large pieces of flesh and bones could not be found. The Holy See could only use the Son of Saint's coronation robe as a substitute.
The coffin was covered with bright white petals, the gorgeous and luxurious ceremonial robes were neatly folded, and the embroidery patterns made of gold and silver threads were shining brightly even through the crystal coffin under the bright midday sun.
The heavy olive leaf crown pressed down on the gorgeous clothes, silently watching this veritable memorial service, quietly waiting for an uncrowned master who would never come.
Led by Wavelin, the captain of the Holy Son's Guard and the Knight of Judgement, a group of Holy Son's Guards held up the crystal coffin with resolute faces. The twelve chief cardinals stood on the left and right in pairs. Behind them were the Knight of Judgement, holy nuns and monks in full black armor.
The Pope led the way, followed by the cardinals. The ceremony was extremely grand, with tens of thousands of people fasting and praying in the holy city of Cathavankar. The scale of this scene was extremely rare in the entire history of the Holy See.
The snow-white petals circled and danced in the air, lingering in the bright spring sunshine at noon and reluctant to fall to the ground for a long time.
A hymn, a mourning song, it finally came to an end.
The voices gradually faded, replaced by suppressed cries.
Sadness is the easiest thing to spread, and soon the crowd was infected by this sad and sorrowful emotion and cried continuously.
The gradually growing cries did not affect Callisto at all. The Pope looked around with a calm expression and said, "Good day, everyone."
Greetings were heard one after another in the square.
"Good day, Your Majesty..."
"Good day, dear Pope."
“I am very happy that so many brothers and sisters have come to Katifan Church today to witness the glory and praise that dear Rant deserves…”
Callisto's eyes are calm, but if you look closely you can vaguely detect the moving sadness in his deep eyes.
The sadness is just right, neither too loud to overshadow the main theme, nor too false to be unconvincing.
The crowd's eyes were on him, and Lu Yi's eyes also rested on Callisto.
Across the sea of people, Lu Yi was trying to discern how much truth and how much falsehood there was in this sadness.
He tried to find some flaws, whether it was true or false, but failed.
Under Callisto's perfect expression, Lu Yi couldn't even see a trace of his emotional ups and downs. Everything was preset by Callisto and he took the initiative to show it to everyone.
Maybe no answer is another answer.
Lu Yi withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the almighty Pope.
For someone who has passed away, does it matter what the answer is?
Lu Yi lowered his eyes and observed the white tiles that covered Guangming Square with great interest.
The poor found it extremely difficult to feed themselves, while the rich even paved their squares with fine white bricks.
The voice of Callisto in his ear never stopped, but Lu Yi had completely lost his patience to listen.
He did not listen carefully to the speech from His Holiness the Pope, but the occasional sentences he heard unintentionally forced Lu Yi to realize that this should be a speech that could be selected as "the most touching and greatest speech of this century."
Every word and sentence is meant to excuse and whitewash Rand's "rebellion", and implicitly refers to the greatness and selflessness of the Holy See.
The Lant Hobbs who sacrificed himself for the continent of Isaiah was the Son of Light, Lant Hobbs, and the Lant Hobbs of the Holy See!
The people's guilt towards Rand can easily be transformed into the most loyal support for the Holy See and the most resolute support for Pope Callisto after hearing His Holiness's speech.
A so-called ordination ceremony held for Lante actually served the purpose of benefiting others, bringing fame and fortune to the Holy See and Callisto.
Lu Yi couldn't bear to listen any longer and turned away expressionlessly.
He walked away decisively, so he did not see the deep gaze cast by His Holiness the Pope on the podium when he turned around.
Perhaps they had walked side by side for a short time for various reasons.
But in the final analysis, Callisto and Lu Yi are not on the same path at all.
After losing their common enemy, they will still have to return to their own tracks.
His Holiness the perfect Pope Callisto, and the rising aristocratic star Luy Klein.
The Holy See of Light and the Imperial Nobility.
Perhaps these two trajectories will briefly intersect again in the future, but more often than not, they will stand at the two ends of light and darkness, fighting each other.
Lant died in the darkness before the brightest dawn, but Lu Yi slowly opened his eyes at the dawn of the polar day, holding the power of God in his hands.
Callisto's calculations thus came to nothing.
After years of planning and painstaking efforts, in the end, it was all in vain.
This must be a destined entanglement——
Until death.
The author has something to say:
I—didn’t—run—
It's just that there are a few people at work.
A lot of things happened in the three-dimensional world this month. Now I live alone in a rented house and adapt to work and new life! I will try my best to update every other day! I love you all, my wives qwq
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