Laurent stood dumbly under the huge silver maple tree. At some point, his withered body seemed to have gone back in time. The exuberant vitality bursting out of his young body made every movement of his move powerful and fast. He was moving in endless circles. Looking around in the radiance, the joy in my heart gradually cooled down at a certain moment.
As if the bubble of hope had been burst, Laurent raised his head.
The branches of the silver maple tree move automatically without wind, and the falling silvery white light is wrapped in pieces with clear veins and shining leaves.
Suddenly, the outline of the leaves changes and turns into dancing butterflies.
The butterfly wings were fluttering, and a faint halo bloomed from the body. Laurende seemed to be able to see the graceful figure of the girl.
Laurent was not angry because the short-lived dream was shattered. He just smiled in relief. He reached out and stroked the silver maple tree in the dream, and then leaned on its strong roots little by little.
Seeing the dreamlike light curtains softly pile up around him, Laurend understood.
Noisy sounds flooded into Laurend's brain at this moment. Two doctors who had cared for Laurend for many years noticed his eyelids gradually opening and the hand that was grasping something.
The two doctors shed tears.
"Your Majesty the Pope..."
The spacious room was full of people. The sad and anxious expressions of the archbishop and the high priest disappeared the moment Laurend woke up. They wanted to step forward in ecstasy, but they were worried about disturbing the doctor.
"How long have I been sleeping..." Laurende's voice was a little weak.
"The Pope has been comatose...sleeping for a whole day, thank the God of Glory..."
The doctor was incoherent, wiping his tears while speaking more slowly.
Laurent patted the back of his hand gently and tried to put a smile on his face, looking around the room to reassure the uneasy people.
A personal expression came to Laurend's mind, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see most at this moment.
She can't stand here.
Laurent called the names in turn.
"Inquisition Antonio, Boulder."
"Law Enforcement Court David, Cosulela, stay."
Laurende slowly closed his eyes: "Everyone else, please go back and rest. Don't worry, I'm fine... I just need to nurse myself back to health."
It's a weak consolation, but now everyone is willing to believe that what Laurende said is true.
Everyone stepped forward to kiss Laurent's hand one after another and left the Papal Tower. The two doctors checked into the Papal Tower with boxes full of medicines. They would not leave here for some time in the future.
The nun in black entered the room with her head lowered among the exiting crowd, and the four archbishops saluted her respectfully - they all knew the importance of the nun in black in Laurent's heart, and they also knew that the nun in black had paid for Laurend. How much.
She is not loyal to the Theocracy and belongs only to Laurend.
Seeing the nun in black appearing, Laurend couldn't help but grasp the hand she extended, as if he was afraid of something.
After clasping his hands wordlessly for a moment, Laurent spoke softly: "Give them the scroll."
The four bishops who were listening with their heads down trembled when they heard the scroll.
From Antonio, the most senior Archbishop of the Inquisition, to David, the youngest Archbishop of the Enforcement Tribunal among the four, the moment they saw the scroll, their expressions first condensed, and then they handed the scroll to the next person with both hands in a solemn expression.
"The sins of those on this list are mine."
The four archbishops suddenly raised their heads, only to see Laurent reaching out his hand to stop them from speaking.
"I know that some people outside are worried that I will be induced when I am critically ill and unconscious..."
"Your Majesty the Pope, we have been..."
"Antonio, please let me finish." Laurent said, "I know you trust me and trust her...but you have to make it clear."
The four archbishops solemnly bowed to the nun in black again.
She has devoted her whole life to the Theocracy, but her name cannot be known to the outside world. She can only be called "The Black Nun" again and again.
As Laurende's true love, she cannot have any status. She silently endures the prejudice for Laurende, but never complains about Laurende's failure to change anything...
This respect comes from their hearts.
The Enforcement Chamber and the Tribunal, the most core institutions within the Theocracy, were reviewed by these four people. When these two scrolls appear in the future, no one will doubt that the black nuns interfered.
The love between the nun in black and Laurent cannot be tarnished.
Staring at the four archbishops, Laurent announced lightly: "At the same time, you should also know that Sera Ophelia will not become the next pope."
Like thunder exploding, the four bishops looked at each other, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes and expressions.
"Your Majesty the Pope... Sera, she..." Antonio trembled a little, "Did she make any mistakes?"
Everyone knows about the closeness between Serra and Laurend. Until now, the position of the Pope has been undecided, leading many people to speculate that Serra's return will be the day of his coronation.
But the situation seems to have changed... Except for Sera making a mistake, they can't imagine any other possibility.
"There is no fault...she is not suitable to be the pope, that's all. In view of the criticism of Cerrado within the Theocracy during my illness, it is up to you to announce this to the outside world in a subtle way."
"Sela's divinely chosen position remains, and it is still her duty to spread the teachings."
"I'm tired, let's go rest."
The four bishops were stunned for a while, and then they left one by one. On the way out, they were still savoring what Laurend said.
The room became quiet again. The nun in black opened the magic circle, and then...climbed onto the bed, holding Laurent in her arms and sobbing quietly.
Even though she was well prepared, when she saw Laurend vomiting blood and unconscious, the nun in black felt that the world was spinning.
She didn't want to accept this sudden separation, even though she knew that there was no way to rehearse or prepare for any kind of separation. She just simply hoped that in the last moments of his life, Laurend could explain everything peacefully without leaving any regrets...holding her hand and falling asleep little by little.
Laurent said nothing and silently warmed the nun's cold body.
"Don't piss them off and let the new pope do that."
As he got older, he became more indecisive. Thinking of the people he had watched grow up astray, and that he was about to personally bring an end to their lives, Laurent's heart suddenly stung, and then he lost consciousness.
He really wanted to make everything peaceful, and he also hoped that the children he had watched grow up could peacefully welcome the new era in their own place... However, people's minds changed, and their crazy desires made them strangers.
In order for trees to produce more delicious fruits, pruning of branches is inevitable.
"I dreamed of the silver maple tree again...a world filled with warm radiance, and those dancing butterflies seemed to be whispering something to me..."
The huddled body of the nun in black began to tremble.
This is what Laurende saw last year after he became seriously ill and fell into a coma, which lasted for a long time.
Those dreamlike scenes are like a cemetery built for Laurent...
Now, it's happening again.
Serra believed that this was deeply rooted in Laurend's heart. The accumulated depictions and projections of the God of Radiance and the Silver Maple Tree were Laurend's imagination of the afterlife.
There is no doubt that Laurende once again heard the approaching pace of death, and this time he vomited blood and became comatose as a signal from his body.
There really isn't much time left for him.
"Sela and the others are involved in the vampire clan. The safety of their territory cannot be guaranteed and they cannot come back... What should we do?" asked the nun in black.
"Let the Avatar of Glory cooperate with Lu Yu and Sera..."
"Should we use the power of the Theocracy? Will this cause..."
Laurend shook his head: "Lu Yu and Sera will use the value of a glorious incarnation to the limit."
"One?" The nun in black didn't think that one incarnation of radiance could deal with the entire vampire group.
"One person is enough. Do you remember what they lack most?"
The nun in black murmured: "Time?"
Laurent stroked the face of the nun in black with his hand: "It's just the right time. It was very difficult for them in the early stage of building the territory. The carving of the magic circle and the arrangement of defense methods were extremely troublesome. After this period of time is passed, everything will be fine. Get up. The survival of any race is the first goal. When Lu Yu encouraged Broken Gold City to hunt the Vampires like Sligo slaying the dragon, he was already planning to delay the Vampires."
"How long is he going to delay?"
"Put it off until the magic tide rises. According to the records of the Theocracy's messengers, Newman is an excellent leader, and an excellent leader will put the survival of the race first, avoid risks, and stay away from danger."
In front of Laurend, Newman, who was far away in the Red Flame Mountains, was viewed as one-dimensional and transparent.
"You originally planned to test him, but now you have no choice but to help him...will there be any impact?" asked the nun in black.
"No, even without me, he and Sera can still handle it perfectly. It's my body that drags it all down... I really want to see how they originally planned to delay the vampires and plot against the vampires... The scene of the younger generations working hard to grow and keep improving is really No matter how many times I watch it, it’s never enough…”
"I really want to see... what their territory will look like in the future..."
"Lu Yu, Sera, and Lulu, what kind of relationship will the three of them develop in the future? I'm really curious..."
Murmuring, murmuring, his heart was full of the best wishes for Lu Yu and his party, and good expectations for the future of the land that was still under development.
Laurend coughed, pointed to the hidden grid in the distance, and shook his index finger rapidly.
The nun in black stood up quickly and took out a wooden box. After Laurende's breathing stabilized, she took out the scroll in the wooden box.
This is also a list, but the difference is that the person who wrote it personally is a nun in black.
"I have carefully screened the people on the list. They are all trustworthy, reliable, capable, and loyal." The black nun said, "The important thing is that they do not believe in the glorious doctrine."
Laurende looked back and forth at the list of more than a hundred people for a long time, and then he smiled and nodded to the nun in black.
"It will be the best gift and they will love it."
7017k
