Beauty Roundup: Scientific Exorcism

Chapter 436 Parish Succession
Father Cameron did not dare to speak at all. After receiving the bishop, he could feel a low pressure lingering around him.

This low pressure does not come from the environment, but from the legendary bishop behind him.

As one of Bishop Giorgi's assistants, he knew something about the past between his Bishop Giorgi and this bishop.

So now he didn't even dare to breathe harder. He instinctively wanted to hold his breath, for fear that a heavy breath would startle Bishop York behind him and cause him trouble.

Fortunately, Bishop York behind him didn't say anything along the way, but would ask him some more critical questions from time to time.

In this way, we arrived within the confines of St. Mary's Church.

Bishop York's questions stopped here. Father Cameron subconsciously glanced at the rearview mirror, only to find that this young bishop, who was unexpectedly very young but with a heavy sense of oppression, was looking out the window. His eyes were full of appreciation.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Yorks seemed to have heard the same thing, and also glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the frightened Father Cameron, and smiled at him.

The priest seemed to be too cautious and didn't know what was going on.

He continued to introduce.

These churches, like the entire history of Northern Europe, have suffered repeated disasters over the course of nearly a thousand years.

As soon as these words came out, Father Cameron was stunned for a moment, but he responded quickly.

But apparently it suited him well.

"Father Cameron, I heard that you are a local, can you tell me about the situation here?" Yorks said with a gentle smile as he looked at the medieval buildings outside the window.

"The terrain is slightly higher. There are several commemorative sculptures and the tombs of some bishops standing outside the church." When Father Cameron said this, he carefully looked at the rearview mirror of the car and glanced at Bishop York's eyes. The Bishop of York just looked at the tombs passing by without any movement.

Hearing Father Cameron's words, Yorks nodded slightly. He had already seen the three-hundred-meter three-dimensional map.

Broad avenues, squares, small stone paths, etc.

In his three-dimensional drawings, the interiors of these buildings still retain their original appearance.

But Yorks ignored it and looked out the window, admiring the scenery from the Middle Ages and experiencing the ancient feeling from the Middle Ages.

Therefore, the appearance of St. Mary's Church is more distinctive and easy to recognize than the current church. Lord Bishop of York, look at St. Mary's Church in front of you. "

"Historically, St. Mary's Church has experienced two fires. After renovation, the style of the church has changed, but the style of the twin towers has been retained.

He undoubtedly has some good feelings about the Kingdom of Norway being able to preserve things from the past so perfectly.

"Although the location of St. Mary's Church is in the main city, it is actually not far from the pier. You can see it at the next intersection."

Father Cameron was very dedicated and told everything he could in detail.

According to his understanding, there are three medieval churches in Bergen, namely St. Mary's Church, Bergen Cathedral and St. John's Church.

"Yes! Lord Bishop York." He understood the meaning of this sentence, and it was just that he wanted him to be a tour guide, but the bishop seemed to like this medieval style.

This is indeed easy to identify. I have to say that the medieval flavor here is too strong.

Therefore, as far as the car is close to St. Mary's Church, the surrounding environment is full of many wooden buildings from the mid-19th century.

“This is the old town of Bryggen in Bergen, with the King’s Hall, and St. Mary’s Church on the back.”

On the front are two symmetrical towers with spires above them, and a Romanesque-style church in the middle. The main buildings are all made of soapstone, which is authentic.

Compared with the modern things that he has long been tired of seeing, the ancient scenery that he has never seen before can still make him a little interested.

After a while, the car stopped. In front of it was the style of the twin towers close to the main building in the middle. It was a little different from the churches he had stayed in. Obviously there was no living place inside.

"Here we are, Lord Bishop York." Father Cameron whispered.

Yorks nodded, called everyone in the parking lot, looked at Irene who seemed to be getting off the car too, and said calmly.

"Father Cameron, please send my deacon to his resting place."

Father Cameron nodded repeatedly and said respectfully: "Okay, Mr. Bishop York."

Hearing this, Yorks looked at Irene, nodded slightly, and immediately got out of the car, leaving a sentence under Irene's gaze.

"You should have a good rest tonight. You will probably have to travel tomorrow."

The car behind him also came up, and Yorks gave the same instructions to Hannah, Alessa, John Wick, and Healy, and then, under everyone's gaze, he walked towards the St. Mary's Church in front of him.

It's just that Bergen in Norway is worthy of being called the Rain City or the Seattle in Europe. After this, Yorks felt the moisture in the air. He took a deep breath and felt that his body became cooler. This was obviously Water vapor also enters the body along with oxygen.

"It seems that if you want to stay here for a long time, you have to get used to it first." Yorkist thought, walking until he was in front of a monk or a knight guarding him.

These are four ordinary knights on the surface, but the knight swords on their waists are very large and long, almost touching the ground. One can imagine how heavy this knight sword is. Regarding this kind of knight's sword, Yorkshire felt that it would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to wield it.

But looking at the four knights who were about the same size as him, he felt that these four knights could probably wave flowers. Coupled with the knights' auxiliary skills, tsk tsk, the scene of waving flowers should be beautiful.

"Lord Bishop York." The four knights guarding the door bowed slightly and saluted.

Yorks nodded and prepared to go in, but a knight standing at the back and right attracted his attention, because this knight seemed to be a little more excited than the knight next to him, and his heartbeat rate instantly reached hundreds.

Just by looking at it, he felt familiar.

"Have we met somewhere?" Yorkist was stopping next to the knight.

"Back to your Lord Bishop, I once had a chance encounter with you in the knights at the headquarters, and I participated in a battle between the knights and you alone." The knight maintained his posture, and everyone could feel his excitement.

"It's a pity that you knocked me down in front of you." At this point, the knight who looked like a macho man actually became a little shy.

At this moment, Yorks remembered the period when he was studying at the Vatican headquarters. At that time, he seemed to have actually practiced confrontation with the entire knight order, and couldn't help but pat the knight on the shoulder.

"Well, keep working hard.

"Yes! Lord Bishop!" the knight said excitedly.

York smiled, retracted his hand, and walked slowly towards the church. The memories of the past were all in the past. In fact, the experience was not very deep. For him, after waiting for decades, it was You have the qualifications to savor the memories carefully. The thought flashed by, and Yorkist officially stepped into this St. Mary's Church with a strong medieval style.

Like most churches, the interior is relatively gorgeous. There are Bible stories on the large stained glass of the church, and wool tapestry hangs on the walls. Although it is not as luxurious as those in Italy, it is still quite beautiful and has a Nordic feel. simple style.

There are also some religious decorations placed around to deepen the religious atmosphere.

The only thing that made him feel that it ruined the atmosphere was the modern light source.

Yorks glanced at the candle stand full of candles next to him, looked at a figure among the neatly arranged benches, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

"The candles are all burning, is it necessary to turn on the lights? Alas, I won't enjoy it."

Yorks shook his head, stepped on the red carpet, and walked forward.

The high platform in the depths is also very gorgeous and has the effect of adding brilliance.

Walking to the side of the old man, Yorks sat down directly on the bench on the other side.

He finally discovered that no matter which clergy member he was, he liked to sit in the front, including him.

Sitting firmly, Yorks turned his head and glanced at Bishop Giorgi, who was sitting on the other side but didn't speak even after he came over.

This is an old man with wrinkles that can form deep grooves. The specific age should be between eighty and ninety years old. The holy power has obviously escaped from the body. This is a sign that the control is slowly weakening or that Bishop Giorgi is too lazy. Control, feeling that the escape of holy power can increase his sense of holiness.

This is indeed a fact. As a result of the escape of the Holy Power, in the eyes of ordinary people or some clergy, Bishop Giorgi's clothes are glowing with a faint light, full of a sense of holiness.

This is also the reason why, in this parallel world that is almost the same as the previous life, there are so many believers in the church. After all, they do have extraordinary powers.

He has still not been able to figure out where the source of these holy powers comes from, why the holy powers can be produced only after baptism by clergy at the bishop level, and whether God really exists, although all signs are unclear. He was skeptical until God's existence was proven, but he had not seen it with his own eyes.

Yorks looked away. The old man didn't speak, so he was too lazy to speak. In the headquarters, this old man had targeted him more than once.

As a result, the old man and the young man suddenly became exhausted.

Time passes slowly.

Yorks had completed his daily fixed tasks, and the reminder sound had already sounded in his ears. He couldn't help but look at Bishop Giorgi again.

The old man was still just sitting, with his eyes closed and his body very upright.

"Okay, let's see who can outlast whom." York's heart remained unwavering, then he looked at the high platform in front of him and began to relax.

Just take this time to sort out the particle situation you have mastered, and try to simulate the result of the combination in your mind through the particles you already know, just like playing with Lego.

But what happened was that after he had just simulated a particle combination, Bishop Giorgi, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up.

"You're more patient than ever, Yorkie."

York opened his eyes and looked over. Bishop Giorgi didn't know when he had opened his eyes. Different from the holy power escaping from his body, his eyes were very bright, not as turbid as the old man at all. Unbearable.

"I've been through too many things." Yorkshire smiled, with a sense of déjà vu that made all grudges disappear with a smile.

"Maybe he's become a little more mature."

There was silence in the church for a while, before Bishop Giorgi's response came.

"Unfortunately, I can't help you."

"It's okay." Yorks said calmly, "It's been a good journey anyway."

With that said, Yorks looked at Bishop Giorgi and continued: "So you can't just ask me to come here just to look at me. I remember that you seem to hate me?"

Hearing this, Bishop Giorgi actually smiled. The wrinkles closed together like cracks appearing on his face. His face, which usually looked cold like facial paralysis, was full of kindness and kindness.

This still surprised Yorkes, but he laughed as he watched.

The so-called "disrespecting of people" may be the feeling. Maybe Bishop Giorgi just hated his style of doing things or something, but he didn't really mean that he hated him as a person.

"I'm getting old," Bishop Giorgi smiled and looked at York: "I want to find a successor to inherit the Norwegian diocese."

Yorkshire raised his eyebrows: "What does this have to do with me?"

Bishop Giorgi shook his head and did not answer directly. He just said: "Unlike other bishops, I have not found a real successor yet."

Hearing this sentence, Yorks suddenly realized that the succession of major dioceses is actually a very important matter. In fact, major dioceses are really different kinds of princely territories, and the archbishop in charge of this diocese is essentially king.

Even after the Pope's order is issued, you have to take a look at the bishop of this archdiocese. Of course, this does not mean that in this parallel world where extraordinary power is king, this bishop has the strength to resist the Pope's order. The general direction is different. Dare but he has a lot of freedom in details.

For example, heirs, the right to control the wealth of the entire diocese, all appointment matters in the diocese, etc., etc., you must know that a large diocese is equivalent to the scope of a country, and its resources are so rich that most people will be jealous.

No matter where you go, people are worldly. It is normal for a bishop to want to support his own people to rise to power. Therefore, generally speaking, every bishop in charge of a diocese will train his own people, usually selected from among his own assistants.

For example, he chose Erin or John Wick.

But Bishop Giorgi didn't, which was quite a surprise.

"Surprised?" Bishop Giorgi saw York's expression.

"A bit." Yorkes responded calmly.

"Bishop Richard of the Thai Diocese even kissed his assistant, Father Daniel, but you didn't." Yorks paused.

"Is there anything about your assistants that dissatisfies you?"

But when asked about this, Yorks asked again.

"Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

Bishop Giorgi nodded and said something that stunned York:

"Yes, because I want to transfer the entire Norwegian diocese to your name."

(End of this chapter)