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The Dark King - Chapter 641




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These people, dressed in gorgeous and noble clothes, stood in two rows with respectful expression and devout attitude, as if praying for the common people. The fluorite from the magic object emits holy and soft brilliance, shining on them in the hall, and even on their faces, even every eyelash in the soft light, emitting a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

On the high steps behind them stood an old man with a scepter and a crown on his head. He was elegant in temperament and mild in expression, but his white hair on his temples and his slightly sunken eyes seemed somewhat haggard.

When Barton saw the elegant old man, he was shocked. His eyes widened and he could not move his feet.

"Religion, your holiness!" Barton looked up at him with astonishment and indescribable awe. He did not expect to see the great Pope himself.

Richelieu looked down at the timid young man, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Although the latter was not good-looking and did not have half a point of excellence, he was surprised to be able to win the trust of dubious dudean.

People in the left and right rows looked at the young man in succession. They looked at him vaguely and acutely, trying to see what was so extraordinary about him that he could become the new pope.

However, after looking for a moment, everyone found that the latter is a real ordinary trainee knight, and his appearance alone has no temperament. You should know, in many cases, other people do not know your inner world. They often imagine your conduct and character through your temperament and appearance. However, the youth's appearance and temperament can not match the identity of "Pope" Match.

Barton was watched by so many people for the first time. He felt his heart beat faster. His whole body was like a mountain. He couldn't breathe. It seemed that even the dark radiation spots under his clothes were exposed to the air. He felt insecure. He was so nervous that he was sweating. But he was ashamed to show it. He only secretly forced himself. Under the guidance of El norin, he slowly moved towards the hall Go.

Richelieu watched Barton quietly, and when he came in, a slight smile appeared on his gentle face. "Mr. Barton, tomorrow is the time for you to become the new pope. Are you ready?"

Barton's heart leaped at his words and stammered, "Pope, I, I..."

Seeing his reaction, the two rows of people on the edge frowned slightly, but both consciously lowered their heads and did not show it clearly.

Richelieu raised his hand slightly, stopped his words, and said in a low voice, "you don't have to be nervous. When I was Pope, I was as worried as you, and I didn't sleep all night." At this point, I chuckled.

The tense atmosphere in the hall suddenly eased, and the rest of them looked at each other, thinking that this was also true. If they were to become the Pope, they would be nervous and excited.

Barton saw his gentle look, and immediately felt more cordial. He nodded his head vigorously and said, "I know!"

Richelieu said with a smile, "you need to recite the scripture tomorrow when you succeed the Pope. You should prepare this for tonight, and then there will be no mistakes. In addition, there will be many nobles and big people from the military area command to watch the succession ceremony, and no mistakes can be made in the ceremony, so as to avoid being laughed at. Do you know? "

Barton was startled. "Do you want to recite the Scriptures?" He does not know many words, and they are adapted in recent years. The canon works are earlier, and they are all ancient characters from the past. He may not be able to recognize them all. Would it be too embarrassing if he could not read half of them by then?

Richelieu's eyes flickered slightly, and he said in a soft voice, "you don't have to worry. You just need to choose one of the recitations. You don't need to recite the whole one. I'll send someone to guide you later in the evening."

Patton was relieved. Just as he was about to say that was great, he felt that he was too casual. He had to say, "thank you, your majesty."


"In the evening, the ceremony will be rehearsed. You should familiarize yourself with it first." Richelieu said mildly, then turned to the next two rows of humanity: "tomorrow's succession ceremony, do not make any mistakes, all the documents must be prepared, this matter can not tolerate half carelessness, you know!" At this point, his expression was stern, without the slightest softness towards Barton.

"Yes They all said in unison.

El Noreen, too, sighed in his heart, knowing that it was a foregone conclusion and unable to change it. However, this was not the worst thing for him. He guessed that the reason why other bishops would agree was that he thought of a reason that the little devil was better than Richelieu when he was a pope. When his foundation was unstable, he could make use of his resources to a great extent!

This is what Richelieu couldn't do when he was in office. Secondly, this little devil is too common. Even if he can be cultivated by the Vatican in the future, it will be difficult for him to become an atmosphere for a while. In the future, it is much more reliable to replace him than to replace him!

From these aspects, this is a big advantage.

Thinking of these, he was also secretly relieved, and suddenly felt that looking at the little devil was quite pleasing to his eyes.

The night passed.

In St. Mark's square of the Holy See of light, there was a ritual rehearsal all night. Barton attended several times. After getting familiar with it, he read the light Canon under the guidance of the people arranged by Richelieu. And the rest of the light knight, the Knight Commander and the light priest were still rehearsing again and again, until there was no mistake in cooperating with each other, and the grand exercise was ended.Dawn slanted down from Mount uto.

Although it was early in the morning, the mountain was already very busy. Groups of carriages came slowly, with the flags of various nobles on them. Among them, the carriages of the military region, the courthouse and the palaces of knights came. Pedestrians who came to watch the grand ceremony on the roadside of the street were excited and pointed at the passing carriages.

Dong ~ Dong!

The holy bell rings, and the echo spreads throughout mount uto.

The grand ceremony began in St. Mark's Square, which has been carrying for more than 200 years. The sculptures of successive popes are towering, overlooking the dense figures in the square.

With the sound of poetry and music, Barton and Richelieu entered the arena and boarded the highest altar.

How could Barton have seen so many people? He was so nervous that his back was covered with cold sweat.

Richelieu, aware of his embarrassment, guided him slowly along the ceremony.

A moment later, with the end of the alternation ceremony, Richelieu retired from the altar, leaving Barton alone to recite the light canon.

After retiring, Richelieu returned to the hall behind the square. At the moment, the hall was empty, without half a bodyguard. All the people gathered in the square in front of him. Richelieu pushed the door in and walked into the center of the hall. Looking up, he saw a black haired boy sitting comfortably on a chair on the Pope's throne behind the hall, with his legs up, his hands clutching his cheeks, looking at the ground.

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