Mayne froze, he stared at the old man in front of him, trying to see something in the other man's eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, it was a cloudy inside.

His gaze is no longer as deep and intimidating as it used to be, and it can pierce people's hearts. He may have the wisdom of successive popes and the knowledge he has gained from the Holy Book of Ten Thousand Laws, but ...... Nothing is worth the time.

His Majesty wasn't joking, and Mayne realized that his journey had come to an end.

His eyes were a little blurry.

He knelt down again, his forehead touching the ground, and this time instead of calling him up, as usual, he waited until he had completed the full set of movements before he spoke, "You come with me." ”

The serving guards lifted the Pope into a cart and pushed him towards the Privy Quarter's gates. Mayne followed, and the group left the Privy Council and turned into a narrow tunnel. On the smooth stone wall, a glowing spar is embedded every ten steps, and there is no end in sight as far as the eye can see.

It took me wonder how long it took Mayne to leave the passageway, and her vision suddenly cleared up, and beneath her feet was a flat stone floor, with angular walls and chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, apparently a secret passage that connected to a basement.

"We are under the cathedral of the Old Holy City," the Pope took the initiative, probably seeing his confusion, "and the structure here is exactly the same as the cathedral, except that it was built upside down, and I am used to calling it the Church of Reflections." ”

"Underground in the cathedral?" Mayne surprised, "I always thought there was no basement at all. ”

"Not really, because the two are not connected," Oberline smiled, "and you can only get here through the underground passages of the Privy Quarter. The roof is made of stone slabs several feet thick mixed with clay, which cannot be chiseled through by ordinary means. ”

"Why...... Do you want to design it this way?"

"In order to keep the secret, but not to bury it completely," he said, "any pope who comes to the Church of the Reflections before he ascends the throne will come to the Church of Reflections to witness the establishment, development and growth of the Church, with the goals of the Church in mind." ”

"Defeat the devil. Mayne said in a solemn voice.

But instead of nodding in the affirmative, Oberline sighed softly, "No, child, to win the smile of God." ”

The archbishop was stunned, "What?"

The Pope did not respond to him again, but directed the guards to move on. Judging by the direction of the stairs and ramps, they should be climbing upwards. Soon the group came to a grand hall, which Mayne recognized from the familiar structures around them as the prayer room of the Church of Reflections.

The thick wooden door creaked open. Although it seems that the Pope has not been in this hall for a long time, he does not smell the dust...... Apparently someone here has been in charge of cleaning up.

"They'll have to send me here, and then you'll push me in. Oberline said.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Mayne took the handle and pushed the Pope into the prayer room, the wooden door behind him closing again, completely blocking the light from the torches. Now, all that remained was the soft glow of the yellow hedron in the room, which was evenly set on both sides of the wall, as with the arrangement of the secret passages, but the difference was that there was a large portrait hanging above the hedron, and he vaguely remembered that the frame should be exactly the opening of the window of the prayer room on the ground.

The portraits are similar in content, all of them are busts of figures, dressed in ornate robes, energetic, and attentive eyes, as if gazing at every visitor who enters the prayer room. In it, Mayne saw a portrait of Oberline under his crown, almost like a real person, smiling at him. This strange feeling made him shiver and goosebumps broke out on his back.

"Ah, you see me. The Pope probably sensed the bishop's mood change, "This painting was completed half a year ago, and I was not as old as I am at that time, so it should at least look a little better." But it should have waited until I was dead," he looked at it closely, "and I was still a little too anxious to see what it would look like if I hung it up." ”

"Your Majesty, are these ......" Mayne felt a parchment in her throat.

"Yes, they are all great pioneers, successive papal crowns," he said softly, "and I will introduce you one by one." ”

The archbishop listened to Oberline's brief account and looked at the portraits—even though he knew that they had been the supreme leaders of the Church, an inexplicable strangeness still lingered in his mind. The figures in the paintings were so realistic that he couldn't imagine what techniques and dyes the painter would have to use to depict such a bust. Coupled with the not-so-bright yellow light, the farther he went, the top half of the portraits would fade into darkness, leaving only half of the faces grinning at him.

Halfway down the hall, Mayne noticed that the figure in the portrait had changed to a woman.

They were of different appearances and different clothes, but they were all beautiful and beautiful—such outstanding appearances were rarely found on the faces of mortals, and the bishop was no stranger to them, but because of this he was greatly bewildered and surprised. His Majesty Oberline seemed unresponsive, still calmly introducing their names, tenures, and exploits.

These people are also popes of the church.

The prayer room soon came to an end.

Facing the hallway in the center of the hall is a full-length portrait that occupies an entire wall. It was hung behind the prayer table and was surrounded by glowing crystals, so the picture was clearer.

Mayne swallowed and looked at the person in the painting.

The moment his eyes fell on the painting, he felt his heart skip a beat—the gods were above, what a wonderful woman she was, and it was difficult for him to find any other words to describe the other person except this word. She has both the grace of a woman and the fortitude of a man, and the two are natural, and there is no conflict between appearing at the same time. The red hair is like a burning flame, and the cold and wanton sword in his hand is the frost that extinguishes the ****. She stood with her sword on her hand, her eyebrows slightly raised, her eyes looking down ahead, her thin lips closed, and she was not angry. Under those piercing eyes, Mayne seemed to feel an overwhelming pressure, and he almost wanted to kneel in front of the woman.

"Your Majesty, this is ......"

He tilted his head with difficulty, only to find that Oberline was already on his knees.

"She is the first Pope, transcendent, Akaris. At the same time, she also has a nickname - the King of Witches. ”

Mayne felt her heart skip a beat, her previous guess was completely correct, this series of popes in the early days of the church were all witches!

"Why is the founder of the church a witch?"

"Get down on her knees and salute, child, and I'll show you everything you want to know afterward. ”

. (To be continued.) )