Chapter 313 The Era of 312 Is Coming to an End

Chapter 313 312. The era is about to end

As soon as it dawned, Lu Yu noticed a group of new faces coming to the Papal Tower area.

The vacant positions in the Papal Knights were filled by a group of Halo warriors. These warriors who had just obtained the Halo title entered the Papal Tower area in an orderly manner under the leadership of the nuns in black.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yu knew that a lot of things happened late last night.

When Sera was feeding Laurende the medicinal porridge with a spoon, the nun in black appeared after disappearing all night.

Laurend asked: "Is it the same as I guessed?"

"Not bad at all." The nun in black was holding back a smile. "In the name of protecting you, in the name of consultation, but with some questioning questions, they stuffed the Halos in."

Everything was going according to their plan, which inevitably made everyone in the room smile.

Laurent said: "Summon everyone in Guanghui Court tonight and tell them that I have something to announce."

Lu Yu smiled broadly: "Will they mistakenly think that you want to announce the candidate for the Pope?"

"They'd better think so." Laurent's eyes that were no longer clear became more and more playful, "Since I'm doubting the person I love, let the suffering continue for a while longer."

That night, Laurent announced in front of everyone that in order to avoid suspicion, the nuns in black would also withdraw from the Papal Tower. At the same time, he asked the people in the Guanghui Court to send their own family's heirs into the Papal Tower to confirm him at all times. physical condition.

The Papal Tower, which had always been blocked by clouds and fog, began to be transparent to everyone under Laurent's orders. Those who had cynical doubts about the nun in black also lowered their heads, accepting the result with satisfaction and shame.

The Pope's decision-making is temporarily assigned to all bishops until the day of the new Pope's coronation. He will currently only retain the right to transfer the Radiant Incarnation, and this right will automatically disappear after his death.

No one was surprised that Laurende suddenly released his power. He had always put the Theocracy first, and he was obviously preparing for his death. Death could never be properly prepared, and accidents could come at any time. In order to prevent the transfer of power from being chaotic, letting everyone go at this time is Laurende's responsibility to all the people of the Theocracy.

The last important matter that night was to discuss what to do with the body left behind in the mortal world after Laurend met the God of Radiance.

Laurende still casually expressed the hope of returning to the loess, but everyone in the Guanghui Academy asked Antonio, the eldest person, to express their request that Laurende's "decomposition" be placed under the silver maple tree.

Every reason Antonio expounded was related to the future of the Theocracy. Laurende, who had always put the Theocracy first, could not refuse, and in the end he could only nod slightly with a tired look on his face.

The archbishops breathed a sigh of relief. Laurent's reputation was too high. Even if he died, the Theocracy would not be able to avoid the blessings he left behind for a long time to come.

In order to ensure the stability of the Theocracy's rule, it is undoubtedly the best way to upgrade everything in Laurent and let everyone worship and respect him.

Everyone in the room left, they got everything they wanted.

Lu Yu and his party, who were leaning in the darkness and watching all this silently, were very satisfied. They also got what they needed.

No one noticed that Laurende had completed the transformation of his identity. Although he was the spokesperson of the God of Glory in the world who cared deeply about the Theocracy, at this moment he was also an ordinary person who wanted the happiness of the nun in black.

Laurende was helped by Lu Yu and Sera to the balcony. Not far away, two rows of torches stretching into the distance illuminated the satisfied faces.

Laurend, who could no longer see clearly, coughed and said while listening to Lu Yu's description: "They are still so insensitive... Although I am very happy to say this... but when I think about the future of the Theocracy being left to them... Cough cough cough…”

The words were interrupted by a cough, and Laurend, whose face was flushed, shed tears.

Lu Yu comforted: "You have done everything you should do. As you said, it is time to fulfill the black nun's wish."

"People have become accustomed to moving forward smoothly under your arrangements, thinking that the sea will always be calm. They have enjoyed decades of tranquility, so they are path dependent. Without you, the Church will be painful and confused... but this is what they want after all. Face the facts. "Say, rest...just watch us now."

Laurend's last concern was over. He let go of Lu Yu's hand and hugged the nun in black next to him with his arms that had no strength.

From this moment on, he was no longer Pope Laurent of the Silver Maple Holy Kingdom.

The country that he carefully carried on his shoulders will also slide down to another person's shoulders little by little.

Laurent cried like a child. He who never showed his vulnerable side in front of outsiders finally relieved all his burdens.

"I'm sorry...I'm really sorry...for keeping you waiting for so long."

The deep guilt in the words made Lu Yu and others' noses sore and their eyes red.

The nun in black touched Laurend's pale hair, her voice was as gentle as the wind and as sweet as nectar.

"It's okay, I said back then... I will always wait for you, as long as you don't drive me away..."

Crystal tears dripped to the ground from behind the veil of the nun in black.

The eighty-year long wait finally came to an end, and she could finally embrace Laurent in her arms openly and freely, without caring about anyone's opinions or words.

Laurende no longer belongs to the Theocracy...at this moment, it belongs only to her.

"You have to compensate me..." The black-clad nun choked up, "You said that you would give me gifts when you became the Pope, and take me to see more magnificent scenery... But you broke your promise, you liar, liar!"

Lu Yu and others consciously closed the door for the two of them. Through the little gap in the door, Lu Yu saw that the black-clad nun took off her veil...

The three of them lay on the grass in the garden, silent for a long time.

That pure and sincere love deeply shocked them.

Lulu pretended to look at the stars, but secretly glanced at Lu Yu - although Sera stood in the middle.

The quiet beauty of the three people was broken by a carefree and lively figure.

Black-clad nun Zixing came to Lu Yu regardless of the obstruction of the old nuns. Her face was flushed, and her depression and anxiety were obvious.

Facing three pairs of eyes looking at her, Zixing shrank at first, then swallowed her saliva, and forcefully spit out the words that were pent up in her chest.

"Why are you driving us away!"

The young nun, who was always optimistic and smiling, burst into tears after she finished speaking. Her constantly twitching facial muscles formed hills and valleys. The sadness flowing on her face roared like a bursting tide and pounced on the three people.

Tonight, many people are destined to cry. Some are relieved, some are happy... and some are like abandoned, homeless children.

The old nuns caught up with Zixing. Their dry hands had already pressed on Zixing, but when they heard Zixing's words, the action of pressing down lost its power, like two dead vines entangled on a tree trunk.

"We... are the Pope's fortress... Why drive us away... Why did they take over here... Shouldn't the Pope be the one to decide?"

Zixing is simple, otherwise her name would not have been written on the scroll by the black-robed nun.

She is loyal to Laurend and cannot accept being excluded. She is sensitive and has felt the surging waves of the Church, but she doesn't know where the waves come from.

She only knew to be loyal...

The old nun obviously understood everything. After this peaceful night, the power of the Church has begun to transition, and history is about to open a new chapter.

The snake people are the managers of the black nuns and have been in charge of the black nuns for decades. When Laurende leaves, those who are loyal to Laurende will also come to an end - the new pope will not use them who are closest to her and Laurende.

The elderly will get a decent position and spend their old age in the glorious light of the Church.

The young people who have never seen the wind and waves will watch the Church, a ship that has been sailing steadily for eighty years, start to bump again, and their hearts have already been occupied by a kind and gentle old man - it is difficult for the new pope to like them.

Sera actually likes this lively child very much. She hugged Zixing, took her to a corner, and patiently comforted her.

"There will be many people like this." Lulu murmured.

"Many... the new era of the Church will make many people feel pain. We can only pray that the next Pope can minimize this pain."

The time to leave is very close. One by one, the nuns in black arrived at the Pope's Tower. At this time, the sky was dim, and they almost blended into the surroundings like lonely ghosts.

They looked up at the tower and knelt slowly.

The sky that was not yet bright cast a shy warm light, illuminating the top of the Pope's Tower. This warm morning light was like a signal for the start of the performance. Unanimously, the nuns in black began to hum a melody that Lu Yu was very familiar with.

It was like a leaping elf crossing the mountains and forests before dawn, and the gurgling spring was held up by him. The coolness dispelled the summer restlessness and the constant sleepiness...

Ethereal, quiet... It makes people feel peaceful in their hearts.

Laurend often pestered the nuns in black to hum for him... because it would bring his heart back to the forest where they met eighty years ago.

The melody was short, but the black nuns kept repeating it, and the melody gathered into a stream, flowing under the Pope's Tower.

Accompanied by chanting again and again, on the high tower, bathed in the morning light, Laurende bowed to all the black nuns with the help of the black nuns.

A tremor appeared in the chorus, like a stone falling into a gentle stream.

The Halo Warriors who came after hearing the sound saw the nuns in black all put their heads close to the ground, and the dull crying sound came one after another.

Under the urging of the members of the Executive Court and the Tribunal, and looking back again and again, the black nuns who directly obeyed Laurende and lived near the Pope's Tower left the place they had guarded for countless days and nights.

Whether the Theocracy is ready or not, the era of Laurende has begun to slowly end.

Sorry, I fell asleep suddenly... I got up and finished typing the tail and sent it to you quickly.