Release that Witch - Chapter 352

[Chapter 350 Inheritance (Part 2)]

Mayne froze, he stared at the old man in front of him, trying to see something in the other’s eyes.

However, it was muddy inside.

His eyes are no longer as deep and intimidating as before, able to pierce people’s hearts.

He may have the wisdom passed down by the previous popes, and the knowledge acquired from the Holy Book of Laws, but… everything can’t stand the test of time.

His Majesty was not joking, Mayne realized that his journey had come to an end.

The eye sockets are a little blurred.

He knelt down again and touched his forehead to the ground, but this time the crown did not call him up as usual, but waited for him to complete the whole set of movements before saying, ” Follow

me.”

Get on a cart, and then push him towards the gate of the secret area.

Mayne followed closely behind, and the group left the Privy Temple and turned into a long and narrow tunnel.

On the smooth stone wall, every ten steps there is a luminous spar embedded, and when you look around, you can’t see the end at a glance.

I don’t know how long it took before Mayne left the passage, and his sight suddenly opened up. The ground under his feet turned into a flat stone floor. He could see the angular walls and the chandelier hanging on the ceiling. Obviously, this secret passage connects A basement.

“We are under the cathedral in the old holy city,” the pope said, probably seeing his confusion, “the structure here is exactly the same as the cathedral, but it was built upside down. I used to call it the reflection church. ”

The underground of the cathedral?” Mayne asked in surprise, “I always thought there was no basement there.”

“Indeed not, because the two are not connected,” O’Brien smiled, “Only from the underground of the secret area Only through passages can you get here. The roof is composed of a mixture of stone slabs several feet thick and clay, which cannot be pierced by ordinary means.”

“Why…is it designed like this?”

“In order to keep the secret, but not completely bury the secret,” he said, “before any pope takes the throne, he must come to the Reflection Church to witness the establishment, development and growth of the church, and at the same time keep the goal of the church in mind. ”

” Defeat the devil.” Mayne said solemnly.

But O’Brien didn’t nod in affirmation, but sighed softly, “No, child, it’s to win God’s smile.” The

archbishop was stunned, “What?” The

pope didn’t respond to him anymore, but directed the guards to move on.

Judging from the direction of the stairs and ramps, they should be climbing upwards.

Soon the group came to a magnificent hall, and Mayne recognized from the familiar structure around it that this place should be the prayer room of the Reflection Church.

The thick wooden door was slowly pushed open, making a creaking sound.

Even though the pope didn’t look like he’d been in the hall for a long time, he didn’t smell the dust… Apparently it’s been cleaned all the time.

“They can only send me here, and then you will push me in.” O’Brien said.

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Mayne took the handle and pushed the Pope into the prayer room. The wooden door behind him was closed again, completely blocking the light from the torch.

Now, only the soft light emanating from the yellow spar in the room is left—it is evenly inlaid on both sides of the wall just like the layout of the secret passage, but the difference is that there is a huge portrait hanging above the spar. I vaguely remember that the position of the picture frame should be exactly the window opening of the above-ground prayer room.

The contents of the portraits are similar, they are all busts of the characters, they are dressed in gorgeous robes, they are full of energy, and their eyes are bright, as if they are gazing at every visitor who enters the prayer room.

In it, Mayne suddenly saw the portrait of O’Brien Crown Prince—in the painting, he was almost like a real person, staring at him with a smile on his face.

This weird feeling made him shiver uncontrollably, and goose bumps appeared on his back.

“Ah, you saw me.” The pope probably sensed the bishop’s emotional change, “This painting was completed half a year ago. I was not as old as I am now at that time, so it should at least look better. But it I should have hung it up after I died,” he watched carefully, “I was too impatient, I wanted to see what I would look like when I hung it up.”

“Your Majesty, are these… …” Mayne felt his throat go dry.

“That’s right, they are all great pioneers. They have served as popes,” he said softly

. Looking at those portraits—even though they knew that they were once the highest leaders of the church, the inexplicable weirdness still lingered in their hearts.

The characters in the painting were so realistic that he couldn’t imagine what techniques and dyes the painter would use to create such a bust.

Coupled with the not-so-bright yellow light, the upper half of these portraits will gradually disappear into the darkness when they go far away, leaving only half of the faces grinning at him.

Halfway through the hall, Mayne suddenly noticed that the figure in the portrait had turned into a woman.

They have different appearances and different clothes, but they are all beautiful-such an outstanding appearance rarely appears on the faces of mortals. The bishop is no stranger to this, but it is precisely because of this that he feels extremely Bewildered and surprised.

And His Majesty O’Brien didn’t seem to respond, and still calmly introduced their names, terms of office, and achievements.

These people are also Popes of the Church.

The prayer room soon came to an end.

Facing the aisle in the center of the hall is a full-length portrait that occupies the entire wall.

It was hung behind the prayer table, surrounded by luminous crystals, so the picture was clearer.

Mayne swallowed, and looked towards the person in the painting.

The moment his eyes fell on the painting, he suddenly felt his heart jumping – by the gods, what a peerless woman that is, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Apart from this word, it is difficult for him to find other words To describe each other.

She has both the sweetness of a woman and the fortitude of a man, the two are completely natural, and there is no conflict when they appear at the same time.

The red hair is like a burning flame, and the big sword with cold light in his hand is the frost that extinguishes all flesh and blood.

She stood leaning on the sword, raised her eyebrows slightly, looked down at the front with her eyes, her thin lips were tightly closed, and she was not angry.

Under those sharp eyes, Mayne seemed to feel an overwhelming pressure, which made him almost want to kneel down in front of this woman.

“Your Majesty, this is…”

He turned his head with difficulty, only to find that O’Brien had already knelt down.

“She is the first pope, above the extraordinary, Akaris. At the same time, she also has a nickname—the Queen of Witches.”

Mayne felt a jump in his heart, and his previous guesses were completely correct. Popes are witches!

“Why is the founder of the church also a witch?”

“Kneel down to her, child, and then I will show you everything you want to know.”

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[End of this Chapter]