Blood of Mercury - v3 Chapter 41

Chapter 41 The most filthy

“…Today’s dome cathedral seems to be extraordinarily silent.”

A purple-clad bishop who looked quite young, only in his twenties, frowned and muttered in a very soft voice as he carefully pushed open the door of the cathedral.

The light pouring in from the main entrance mixed with the colored light projected from the top of the glazed glass, which illuminated the interior of the dome cathedral exceptionally bright.

Opening the door, the long corridor was still empty.

If it was normal, those knights would have been standing in the shield-shaped potholes sunken in the walls on both sides of the corridor. It looks like a particularly three-dimensional relief.

There will also be some bishops who are usually reluctant to enter the chapel to pray softly leaning against the wall, or discussing doctrines with each other, or sitting at the feet of a knight holding a scroll and slowly reading it.

In his capacity, it is definitely impossible to enter here at will. He is just an ordinary bishop, neither in charge of one party’s affairs, nor in his own parish, nor as a clerk, nor as an apologist.

The reason why he was able to enter here is only because he, Ciel, is only a student of Guderian.

Although he is stupid, stupid and ignorant of the world, his only advantage is that he respects teachers and is religious enough. According to Guderian’s evaluation, his talent is more than enough to be a priest, but if he is a bishop, his ability will obviously not keep up.

However, his luck was that he completely trusted his teacher Guderian. When Guderian converted to Roland, he was the first student who expressed his willingness to follow Guderian.

At that time, Saint Laurent had not shown miracles, and the news of Tyre’s fall had not even spread. He also remembered that many people at the time expressed considerable dissatisfaction with Guderian’s fickleness and hypocrisy and left him.

At first, they just gathered together and tried to use the collective opinion as a threat to coerce Guderian to change his decision. After that, Tyre’s devout followers began to leave Guderian intermittently, until there were only a few people left in the classroom of hundreds of people.

Several months have passed since those days, and Ciel has basically forgotten what happened at that time. The only thing he remembered was the look in the eyes of the teacher he respected when the once well-behaved and intelligent students abandoned Guderian in batches.

——It was an extremely calm look, there was no trace of madness in his eyes, just a little pity.

Ciel could see from his clear eyes that Guderian was by no means a cultist, nor was he a madman like his brothers ridiculed.

The teacher was right – inexplicably, such an idea appeared in his mind. He ignored other people’s ridicule, just relying on the impression in his heart, he chose to follow Guderian with great determination.

From then on, Ciel had decided that he would follow Guderian until his death.

Ciel has always been a contented person, and he has even made up his mind that he will never leave Guderian even if he loses his former glory and wealth after believing in Roland. Even if there is only one mouthful of black bread mixed with sawdust every day, and only a glass of water, that is the peaceful and comfortable life he wants.

Ironically, when Saint Laurent’s seven miracles were revealed and his sanctity was unquestionably revealed, Guderian’s status as the supreme bishop did not decrease but increase. Overnight, he became the third-highest person in the entire Holy Roland Empire.

For a time, many people who had left before apologized to Guderian in an extremely humble manner, asking Guderian to become their teacher again and teach them what Roland’s commandments said. If Ciel chooses, he will definitely not forgive these traitors – but in the end Guderian graciously agreed to their request.

However, Charles understands that the past is the past. What has been destroyed cannot be restored no matter what.

Since then, Ciel, who is neither talented nor intelligent enough, has unknowingly become Guderian’s favorite student. Not only became a bishop at the age of twenty-eight.

Although he is the lowest-ranked bishop in purple, he is already contented enough.

In the last few days, Guderian has started to introduce some of the people he knows to Shire. In some relatively less serious gatherings, he would also take Ciel with him, and very seriously began to teach him how to behave in the world, and gave him the status of a deputy secretary, so that he could enter the dome. Churches come and find their right at any time.

Charles would come to the Dome Cathedral every day after sunrise to study books and learn from Guderian the truths stated in the commandments of Saint Laurent. Five days have passed since this day.

But there has never been a day when the domed cathedral has become so empty.

…as if everyone inside had died.

As soon as such a thought appeared, Ciel was immediately startled. He shook his head hastily to dispel the disrespectful thought.

This is a holy place, where Saint Laurent showed his miracles. There is probably no place in this world more sacred than this.

If something goes wrong here, it is not impossible for Saint Laurent’s belief to collapse completely.

Then, there is only one answer left.

“Is it a special day today?”

Ciel tilted his head and decided to ask the teacher first. After all, he was stupid and slow, and it would be bad if he accidentally committed some taboos.

But as he walked all the way to the Pope’s Hall, there was always a bad feeling slowly emerging in his heart. A strange sense of disobedience caused him to suddenly stop in front of the Pope’s Hall, and the right hand he was in suddenly stopped.

Charles’ pupils instantly narrowed.

He realized where he felt the sense of disobedience.

That’s the smell of the air.

What wafted in the air today was not the usual incense… but a kind of odor similar to that wafting from a tomb.

This is an almost impossible situation.

Because he knew in his heart that one of the areas that Saint Laurent mastered was cleanliness. Even if the place where Saint Laurent is worshipped cannot be said to be spotless, it will definitely not have the smell of evil.

But even though he realized that something was wrong, Ciel gritted his teeth and decided to push open the door of the Pope’s Hall.

The next moment, his body froze slightly.

Then without hesitation, he turned around and ran!

The reason is very simple – he saw Duoduo’s head being placed in front of the long table in the Pope’s Hall, and looked at himself with a look of anger. And a silver inch-headed middle-aged man who didn’t know who gave a huge sense of crisis was sitting on the seat of Saint Laurent, and when he heard the voice, he raised his head with some doubts.

Although Ciel understood that it was absolutely impossible to kill the undead with a small injury like the severed head… But the real problem was that this at least showed that the fighting power of this middle-aged man was superior to that of Cardinal Duoduo.

That’s scary enough. For Ciel, those powerhouses above gold are simply legendary characters, and it is a completely different world from him who has just advanced to bronze.

Thinking of the situation where the entire dome cathedral was empty, a sense of near-desperate fear emerged in Ciel’s heart.

No, you must find a teacher!

Find the teacher, let him rule His Majesty Saint Laurent, come back immediately!

However, before leaving the temple, Ciel’s footsteps gradually stopped.

His body trembled and his fingers twitched uncontrollably.

That’s because ~www.mtlnovel.com~ this “thing” standing in front of his eyes is very familiar to him.

I say “thing” because it doesn’t look like any known living thing, no matter how you look at it.

There was only a translucent hole where his heart was, and the dark red blood that had dried up dyed the red robe a strange color. According to human standards, he has already died countless times, but now he can stand here well, which is undoubtedly the most filthy thing that violates the commandment of Saint Laurent.

But even so, Ciel would never mistake that person.

“……teacher……?”

He confirmed with a voice that trembled to the point of choking.

“I’m sorry, Charles.”

The man turned around slowly, and said softly in a flat, mechanical voice, “I don’t want this.”

His eyes were emotionless and pale. (To be continued.)