Chapter 162 (1/2)

The funeral procession across the central square entered the cathedral which was to the west of Bless.

There were already dozens of high-ranking priests and paladins, including the cardinals.

These people were the power that moved the Holy Arthenia Empire, and among them, there were many who were worried about the empire rather than feeling sad about the death of their Pope.

“Holy Father who art in Heaven. Today, we have all gathered here for our beloved brother and esteemed leader, Benedict III…”

Archbishop Michael, who was presiding over the Pope’s funeral mass, sang the prayer with happiness in his heart.

Not too long ago, thanks to his victory over Archbishop Constantine, whom he constantly had fierce battles with, he was selected for the position of the next Pope.

Conclave, of course, still had a formal procedure to follow, but it was a fact that the next Pope was going to be Michael.

As a symbol of that, many bishops and high-ranking priests visited him in the morning, offering a few bribes, and on the day of the funeral mass, they approached him to flatter him.

‘Hu hu hu, the moment the one-month procedures finish, I need to convene in the Conclave. And I’ll have to chase away my distracting opponents.’

In spite of the blessings he had to win, he needed to dispel the Archbishops and the other oppositions to establish an absolute power.

It was at that moment when Archbishop Michael was thinking of how to dismiss and drive them away.

People in the cathedral started to roar.

He got back to reality due to the noise. He frowned and asked, “Uh, who are those who are making a fuss during a solemn and godly funeral mass?”

A bishop, seated in front of Michael and was panicking, pointed his finger toward something.

“Look there!”

“What the hell?!”

Michael was shocked.

A glowing light sphere floated beneath the ceiling depicting the torch of Lord El Kassel and the Earth Goddess Belize.

“What, what is this?”

“It can’t be…”

At first, the sphere was the size of a fist. But it grew bigger, and the light exploded.

Puaht-!

“Ohh!”

The light was too bright. No one could see anything.

And then, everyone’s sight cleared.

In the place where the sphere disappeared, a lady of silver wrapped with wings of light appeared.

The wings of light, which were covering the woman, soon disappeared. From the woman whose eyes were closed, a magnificent but sacred energy flowed from her body.

The young priests and paladins were surprised at her appearance.

“An, an angel! She must be an angel!”

“Oh oh, it’s an angel!”

As the woman slowly descended, young priests and paladins began to kneel.

Among them were a few who were shedding tears while thinking of her as a blessing from God.

Being swept in the atmosphere, a few high-priests even surrendered and bowed.

Because of the sudden turmoil, the Archbishop couldn’t hide his shock and confusion.

‘What the hell is this?! An Angel? Is she really an angel?’

Even though he was trying to deny it, he was convinced after seeing the pure and sacred energy flowing from the woman.

The energy she was releasing seemed incomparable with the divine powers the high priests possessed.

‘But for the past 300 years, God didn’t even pass down the ‘Trust’ to our denomination?’

But suddenly an angel was visiting them now? She appeared now that the next Pope was about to be appointed?

Michael shook his head violently.

‘This can’t be… This can’t be happening!’

Originally, the Pope was appointed by ‘God’s Trust’ and not by the Conclave in the El Kassel denomination. But as God’s Trust never came, it was replaced by the Conclave.