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Chapter 574: When Relying on Miracles

Patriarch Casas had a good idea.

Instead of waiting for the priests from all over the world to leave Deschanel and let the emperor deal with Eden at will, it would be better to hold a public trial, even if the result is the death penalty.

Compared with the latter, in the former, the emperor is too maneuverable.

After all the priests left, Constantine VI could pretend to issue a decree of forgiveness, but actually arranged for his ministers to torture the young priest. In this way, the emperor would not only get revenge for his great revenge, but also gain magnanimity, benevolence and love for the people. of praise.

But the latter is different. First of all, according to imperial law, the personal safety of citizens must be guaranteed before trial, and citizens have the right to appeal against torture, ill-treatment, forced confessions, etc., and secondly, once it is conducted at the Grand Council, In a public trial, the eyes of the whole city, and even the country, are bound to be gathered together. In this way, even the emperor will not make any mistakes at will.

"Think carefully. Once there is a public trial, acquittal is impossible. There are many clergy who support the emperor in the Ecumenical Council."

Patriarch Casas explained the pros and cons to Verdo clearly.

"It would be fine if he were a completely upright and pure priest, but he is a suspected heretic. Even if he is not a heretic, others will inevitably have prejudices against him.

This kind of thing can be big or small. If it is not done well, it may even lead to the death penalty. At that time, we can only pray that his soul can return to heaven. "

Verdo nodded, indicating that he knew the pros and cons,

"That's all. No matter what, we have to try it once."

Seeing that Verdo was determined, Patriarch Casas nodded in agreement and began to prepare for this.

Soon after, the two old priests thought of a question almost at the same time.

The idea of ​​holding a public trial at the Ecumenical Council was certainly a good idea, but the problem was how they could get the key figures to agree to hold the trial.

Inserting a new topic into the ecumenical council must first pass the review of the bishops. This is not difficult, but it is not that simple. Secondly, after passing the review, it also needs the unanimous consent of the patriarchs. Patriarch Casas Although he agreed, he was also confident in persuading several of the patriarchs to agree, but would Archbishop Deschanel, the emperor's "near minister", agree to this matter?

Even if they were extremely lucky, Patriarch Deschanel agreed to the trial, but the most important thing was that they still needed the emperor's permission.

Constantine VI was not a mediocre king. Could it be that this monarch could not see through their thoughts?
Even if he really couldn't see through it, the monarch would not agree to this trial out of his own interests.

The two old priests were in trouble. If they wanted to hold a public trial, they needed to overcome many obstacles. Whether it was Patriarch Deschanel or Constantine VI, it was difficult for them to overcome it. And holding a public trial did not mean that everything would be fine. .

"How should this be..."

Patriarch Casas sighed,

"Neither you nor I have the power to convince the Emperor and his Patriarch."

Verdo tugged at his beard in distress. The spark of hope that had been ignited was extinguished to death under the heavy pressure. Even if they could persuade Patriarch Deschanel, how could they persuade the emperor? Woolen cloth?

God, this kind of person is born with power, so what can defeat him?
He has noble blood, sixty legions, hundreds of cities, and tens of millions of subjects under his rule. But as for us, we are just two old men in their dying years, waiting for death to come at any time. We How can I compete with him...

Deep despair surged up like the tide on the coast. Verdo gasped and could not utter a word.

Looking at this scene, Patriarch Casas couldn't help but sigh:

"In the final analysis...it's time to rely on miracles again..."

miracle……

This all-too-familiar word aroused Verdo's thinking, and he moved his feet. As he walked, he thought, and Casas looked at him intently. The latter was spinning around the room until he suddenly stopped, There happened to be a window behind him, and there was light from outside the house. It came in and cast a golden halo above his head.

At this time, he spoke,

"I thought of it, I thought of it..."

Casas was surprised when he saw Verdo rushing over. He opened his heavy luggage and pulled out a tattered book from the deepest part of it.

"That's it, that's it!"

Verdo held a book high like a king holding a crown, filled with infinite glory and God's blessing.

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"Where did Althea go?"

In the royal palace, Constantine VI was sitting on a recliner, enjoying the service of his servants, while asking about the princess's current situation.

On the golden wooden table, there are fine Myas pomegranates. This pomegranate is produced in the south of the empire and transported thousands of miles to the palace for the royal family to enjoy. In addition to the pomegranates, there are also other pomegranates in the fruit bowl. There is precious pepper sprinkled with it, and under the fruit bowl, there is a precious silk gilt tablecloth. These are the objects on Constantine's left hand side, and on the emperor's right hand side, there is a copper-plated censer with burning natural gas. Frankincense and myrrh purchased from the land of Aga.

Even though this empire has declined, it is still so wealthy.

In its most powerful years, emperors of all dynasties even claimed to be the rulers of the world in their edicts.

The three-eyed ape-man maid in front of the emperor lowered her head and said solemnly:
"Your Majesty, the princess... doesn't seem to be in the palace. She may have gone out on her own."

Constantine VI frowned,
"She's out? You can't even watch her?"

Facing the emperor's question, the maid could only confess:
"It's all our fault, princess... The princess said that if she doesn't let her out, she will cut off one of her fingers..."

The emperor was annoyed for a moment, and he stood up from the recliner suddenly.

"Go down and go find the steward yourself to get the whip."

The maid did not dare to say anything for fear of further angering the emperor, so she slowly withdrew from the palace.

Constantine VI raised his hand as if to summon someone.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the palace.

Constantine VI put down his hand, and then he saw Patriarch Deschanel walking in.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I bless you. Your Majesty, something big has happened!"

After giving a hasty blessing, the Patriarch exclaimed in fear.

Constantine's eyes immediately turned sharp,

"What, what exactly happened?"

Patriarch Deschanel took a few breaths,

"Patriarch Casas and Verdo, these two people proposed a public trial for the man named Eden."

The emperor was slightly surprised and said doubtfully:

"Oh? These two people actually want to cry out for the sinner...

Public trial?It's a good idea, but...why do I need to let them succeed?
Patriarch, what big deal is this? "

Constantine didn't quite understand why the Patriarch was so flustered just for this matter.

He heard the anxious shouting of the Patriarch and thought that the priests were going to unite and openly oppose the issue of elevating the status of the Patriarch, but he did not expect that it would be such a trivial matter.

The emperor knew that among the priests, there were many people who sympathized with Eden, so it was not surprising that the two priests complained about him, but what kind of trouble could be caused by just those two people?
Patriarch Deschanel took a few deep breaths, then slowly stood up straight and lowered his voice:

"Not only that, Your Majesty, not only that...

Those two people, those two people,
They brought letters from the prophet Zealand! "

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Eden endures the torture of prison life every day.

The jailers secretly observed this man. They tried to see the unbearable humiliation on his face, and the look of anger and helplessness, but all these calculations came to nothing.
No matter what happened, Eden continued to live his life. "This man is really strange, like a legendary ascetic."

one jailer sighed.

"Looks more like a martyr to me."

Another jailer said.

"Hey, do heretics have martyrs?"

"There should be, there should be, who knows..."

At this time, the warden came over and several jailers immediately fell silent.

The warden touched his beard, pointed at a few of them, and reminded:

"Be careful with your mouth, he is a prisoner who has offended the emperor.

If words of praise for him fall to the palace, I can guarantee that you will not be imprisoned next. "

Hearing the almost threatening words of the warden, the jailers nodded repeatedly and made a gesture of covering their mouths.

At this time, a sharp-eyed jailer saw a tall, thin man wearing black clothes and a black hood following behind the warden.

"That one is..."

the jailer asked cautiously.

That man was really tall, two heads taller than the warden, at least 1.8 meters. He must be a noble. Only nobles from well-off families could grow so tall.

The warden glared at the jailer fiercely and said:
"It's none of your business, don't ask questions."

The jailer immediately shut up.

"Hurry and bring the man named Eden to the interrogation room."

The warden ordered.

The jailers did not dare to neglect, they immediately took action and went down to the prison one by one.

Then, the warden raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the man in black.

The man in black followed the warden and walked step by step towards the interrogation room.

Before long, Eden was roughly pushed into the interrogation room by the guards.

When he was pressed into the interrogation room, he almost fell due to the threshold.

"What's the matter? Your Majesty can't wait any longer?"

Eden stood up straight and asked the warden and the man in black in the interrogation room.

He could have guessed his fate a long time ago. Because he offended the emperor, he was brutally tortured and treated. In the emperor's letter of false forgiveness, he was thrown into the royal monastery, and finally was secretly executed.

Eden has no fear of this. He is not afraid of the coming of death. He will sacrifice his life for faith and abandon himself for the sake of Tao. He has already made this realization. He has long since not wanted to live. He is waiting for martyrdom with enthusiasm. of crown.

"It's not that Your Majesty can't wait, it's that I can't wait."

Just listen to the man in black say slowly.

It was clearly a deep, magnetic voice...

However, Eden felt that the voice was a little weird, as if it was deliberately forged using ancient proverbs.

Following the warden's instructions, Eden slowly sat down on the chair.

He recited scriptures silently and entered a spiritual state.

The man in black waved his hand and asked the warden to leave the interrogation room.

The warden complied, and after a while, there were only two people in the interrogation room, Eden and the man in black.

Silence fell suddenly in this small space.

Eden stared at the man in black.

The latter is very tall, not only taller than the warden, but also taller than himself, about half a head taller.

Even among the nobility, there are very few people of this height.

"Eden...a good name."

At this time, the man in black suddenly spoke and looked at him with a condescending look.

Eden frowned. The man in black seemed to be arrogant in his bones.

So, Eden agreed:

"That is indeed a good name..."

Then, he changed the topic and said without hesitation:

"You are a woman and a sinner."

Suddenly, the man in black shook. Under the hood, surprise and astonishment seemed to overflow. She stared at Eden in disbelief.

Then, she sneered,
"It's really strange... You are really strange. No wonder you dare to do such a rebellious thing."

Her voice was no longer as deep and magnetic as before, she no longer pretended, her voice was as clear and sweet as a lark.

"It's true that I am a woman, but priest, tell me, what crime have I committed?"

The man in black was intrigued by Eden's words and asked in a funny voice.

Eden stared at her. In his spiritual state, he could clearly see every sin.

There is so much sin in that soul.

"Arson, theft, teasing the poor...you still want to kill people, but you never have the chance."

Eden said as if counting points, disgust rising in his heart.

What a sinful person.

The man in black looked at Eden in surprise. She felt a little unbelievable. Could this man be some high-level miracle worker? He could actually know her secret.

She did set a fire and burn down a section of the palace wall. She also committed theft and threw the jewels in the palace for auction. As for teasing the poor, she had done countless things. As for murder, she had not done so for the time being. No, but I really want to try it.

After a brief surprise, the man in black came back to her senses. She realized that she seemed to have been tricked by the prisoner. She thought that she must regain the initiative.

So, she slowly took off the hood on her head, her movement was extremely dignified and elegant.

Eden was stunned for a moment.

Her appearance is a typical Deschanel beauty. There are small golden pendants hanging from her earlobes, and the ends are dotted with shiny sapphires, which set off her soft face. Her long eyelashes embrace her blue eyes. , nose straight, lips only slightly red, she is only 14 years old, almost 15 years old, her fragrance is overflowing, just like a rose in bud.

Eden had seen her in the portrait. She was the second princess of the empire, Althea Xyphias.

(End of this chapter)