Chapter 300 Lord, you have not been able to forgive me after all
April 1, Holy City.
"How is Grandivar? Are you still in the capital of France?" The old pope's weak voice sounded in the gorgeous gold-decorated room.
"I heard that he has a new lover. It's the hottest time. How can he be willing to leave?"
"Villain! The devil of unrestrained lust! Slut!" The Pope was angry. He cursed a few times breathlessly.
Xie Li stood aside silently, saying nothing.
"Is there any more wine?"
It seemed that he was tired of scolding, Johnny VIII's eyelids kept drooping, and his voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep.
Xie Li shook his head: "The last barrel of wine has been drunk, and it cannot be stored for too long.
The situation in Qianhe River Valley is like this. The next batch of newly made wine is estimated to be Wait until winter.”
Blinking his eyes hard, Johnny VIII drove away his sleepiness: "Okay then, bring the wine from the Flesh and Blood Palace."
Xerry stood up straight and did not execute the force immediately. The order of King Ni VIII.
Johnny VIII asked irritably: "What are you dawdling about?"
"Your Majesty, the wine over there is too strong. It was fine when you drank it a few years ago.
After drinking Qianhe Valley wine for such a long time, drinking this again will do too much harm to your body.”
"Shelly, Sherry." Johnny VIII sighed, "You have to know that the next mass will be attended by hundreds of important northern nobles.
I must prove to them, I am still healthy, and I can still bring benefits to them, which determines the fate of the church. Otherwise, what is the meaning of everything we do in Laia? "
Xerry was silent for a few seconds, turned around silently, and left the room. About five minutes later, he returned to the room with a small glass of wine.
"Your Majesty, you have to drink slowly..."
Johnny VIII snatched the wine from Sherry's hand and drank it all in one gulp, without Sherry having time to stop him.
"Your Majesty!" Sherry was shocked, and he quickly pressed his palm on Johnny's heart.
However, to Xie Li's surprise, Johnny VIII's heartbeat was still normal, as if it was not affected in any way.
“Don’t worry, as long as I wear the triple crown, no matter how strong the poison is, it won’t have much effect on me.
As long as I wait a day and a night to eliminate the toxin, then take off the crown. .”
Johnny VIII coughed and pushed Sherry's hand away.
Seeing that Johnny VIII was safe and sound, Xie Li sincerely drew the word "宮" on his chest: "Praise the Lord for his greatness."
"Okay, take me to change clothes, we should Went to go to mass.”
…………
The sunlight shines through the stained glass windows and onto the stone floor of the cathedral, creating colorful light and shadow.
Pope Johnny VIII, the long-lived pope who reigned for 52 years, stood in front of an altar filled with flowers.
He wore a holy robe made of gold silk, a triple crown symbolizing power, and held the Gospel and the scepter in his hands.
"Oh, our Lord..."
The voice echoed in the empty church, Johnny VIII specially selected this most impassioned section.
His voice is loud and clear, more energetic than young people, solemn and sacred.
The French bishops sitting in the audience looked at each other in shock, and some even cursed in their hearts, "If he doesn't die, I will die."
As for the Leia nobles in the north, they were either surprised or hung their heads devoutly, listening to this mass that was no different from when they were young.
“Messiah!”
After singing the entire hymn in one breath, Johnny VIII took two breaths without making any sound.
Then he once again used the tone of singing and shouted enthusiastically: "Messiah!"
"Messiah!"
Everyone in the audience echoed, holding their hands on their chests and praying devoutly.
After announcing the end of the mass, the two acolytes quickly stepped forward and took over the heavy scepter and gospel from Johnny VIII.
"Your Majesty, do you want to take a rest?" Xie Li looked at
"No, you go and arrange the dinner and regular clothes."
"Understood." Sherry whispered while helping Johnny VIII take off his holy clothes, "If you have any discomfort, you must tell me."
Johnny VIII nodded without leaving a trace. , he squeezed out a kind and kind smile, walked along the steps towards the standing crowd. Xie Li breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the holy robe, and walked towards the back hall.
Johnny VIII recognized the great nobleman of Thorn Garden in the crowd at a glance, the Grand Duke Omes Oblax Osla.
It is hard not to notice the huge chin passed down from the ancestors of this great noble family.
Having chosen his target, the Pope walked straight towards the Duke of Omes without any time to rest.
Huh?
When Johnny VIII took the second step, he suddenly felt something was wrong. It felt like he had stepped on a marshmallow under his feet.
The next second, he heard screams and wind.
After stepping into the air, the old pope's body first leaned forward. He tried hard to maintain his balance, but to no avail.
The colorful light from the stained glass window seemed to weigh heavily on the Pope's back, and he fell to the ground together with the Pope.
Like a falling apart wooden man, Johnny VIII collapsed.
Being comfortable for so long that he had no time to stretch out his weak hands to support the ground.
He lowered his head, the triple crown slipped off, and the old pope's forehead hit the marble floor with a dull sound.
“哐丁——”
"Boom——"
Xieli, who was about to reach the door of the back hall, heard a sound that made his blood flow backwards.
The prayers and conversations of the nobles and believers stopped suddenly, and the agile movements of the acolytes seemed so slow.
They arrived quickly, but were unable to catch the old pope who suddenly happened.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Xie Li dropped the holy robe in his hand like crazy and ran towards Johnny VIII.
Kneeling in front of the Pope, Xie Li took the Pope's hand and turned over his body.
Without the triple crown on his head, Johnny VIII became gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face turned faintly purple.
The face shrouded in the holy light is so clear at this moment, so old, so fragile.
The nobles surrounded him. Looking at the face they seemed to be unfamiliar with, an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.
Xie Li lifted up the back of the old pope's head and put the triple crown on his head. Johnny VIII, who was foaming at the corners, felt a little better.
"It's too late..." Johnny VIII stopped Sherry before he could call the doctor, "Myrcella is calling me, and it's time for me to serve the Supreme Lord."
"You , I just need to rest..."
"There is no use wearing this hat." For some reason, Johnny VIII, who was still ambitious in the morning, suddenly became depressed at this moment.
A French bishop tightened his lips: "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense."
Johnny VIII didn't even look at him, and arched his back hard .
Xie Li knew that the Pope wanted to talk to him, so he quickly put his ear towards it.
As for those French bishops, they were even more shameless and stretched out their ears.
"My will is in the second compartment of the desk drawer. Do you know which desk it is..."
Before Johnny VIII finished speaking, several cardinals immediately jumped Get up and run towards the Pope's study, chasing each other.
A Bishop of France was even tripped by Bishop Leia when he extended his leg.
"Sherry, good boy, go get it quickly, don't let them get it." After coughing, Johnny VIII looked at the glorious dome, "Lord, you haven't been able to forgive me after all..."
Putting his ear against Johnny VIII's chest, Sherry listened for a full minute as everyone watched nervously.
He slowly raised his head, tears slowly flowing down: "My Majesty, Your Majesty... I have already gone to the Paradise Mountain..."
Xieli's voice was too soft, and the nobles around him did not hear it. heard.
A French cardinal pinched his thigh, trying not to let his "sorrow" show:
"I have sad news~ Let me tell you - our dear Pope, His Majesty Johnny VIII, has been summoned by the Lord to woo woo woo Kuku..."
"Woo woo— —"
Crying immediately sounded in the cathedral. Everyone was crying, but some people cried well and some cried badly.
In the cry, Johnny VIII's robe spread out as his body fell.
The golden silk thread shines with the last light in the sun, like a blooming marigold.
The corpse lay quietly in front of the altar, with a helpless smile on his face.
It felt like he was relieved, but also like he had seen the future world after his death.
(End of this chapter)