353 Conflic (1/2)
Chapter 353: Conflict
Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion
As the Church's most recent strategic center, the kingdom of Holm had assembled four legendary knights, and seven to eight gold knights, which had way surpassed the power that the Church would usually lay in an area as, for example, the Duchy of Violet. Therefore, even when changing the shifts, there were still three red-robed cardinals in the retreat room.
The three cardinals looked up at the same time when hearing someone knocking at the door. One of them stood up and walked to it.
”Is it from our person in the Congress?” This red-robed cardinal had a very lean face, with blue deep eyes.
Taking out a letter, the night watcher answered respectfully, ”Yes, Your Excellency.”
Taking over the letter, Andrade crossed in front of his chest, ”God bless you.”
”Only truth lives forever!” said and night watcher in a solemn way and then turned around and left.
”Andrade, what is it about? Shall we report it to the grand cardinal?” asked a red-robed cardinal in a very concerned way.
To figure it out what the letter was about, Andrade flipped the envelope and checked the keywords on the other side. Due to the few great shocks that overwhelmed them in the past, the Church had asked their spies in the Congress to leave the keywords suggesting the theme of the information on the back of the envelop where the letter lay in, especially with those that were possibly able to shake the doctrine and the fundamental theories of theology, thus the grand cardinals and red-robed cardinals could be more mentally prepared for most of the great shocks. Last time, even the leader of the ascetics, Varantine, was injured because of the sudden, unexpected cognition shift.
”Saint, new particle, shakable, atom theory.”
These were the four words in Andrade's deep eyes.
The first word stood for the importance level of the intelligence. The most confidential and important level was Archangel, then Angel, and then Saint was the third class. A piece of third class intelligence was still regarded as being important and it must be sent only to a grand cardinal immediately.
Andrade's eyes squinted slightly and answered as if nothing unusual ever happened, ”Pious follower level. It's about the Congress's routine.”
”Then you can take care of it,” said another red-robed without any doubt.
After all, if a red-robed cardinal had abandoned his or her belief, the only ending for the cardinal would be death brought by the holy light.
In the retreat room, the three desks formed a triangle. Sitting behind his own table, Andrade started to read the letter undisturbedly like he was just reading a common piece of information. And then he wrote it down, ”Because of the conflict between the periodicity among the elements and atom theory, many senior-rank arcanists have started to reflect on atom theory, but no solid findings have been discovered yet.”
Then some more pieces of intelligence were sent here into the retreat room. Each of the three red-robed cardinals handled some and developed them into the reports.
When it was close to ten, the bishop responsible for giving out the information came into the room and took away the reports.
Later, at ten thirty, the reports were sent to the different ranks.
In the quiet retreat room, the three cardinals started to exchange what they had read to put them together. At eleven thirty, the joint report should be in the hand of Philibell, the grand cardinal, and Vaharall, the leader of the inquisition.
”So the Congress has started to doubt atom theory?” said a red-robed cardinal a bit sarcastically. ”I wonder if his saint highness is busy with changing the chapters in Theology again?”
Andrade squinted his eyes, smiling, but did not say anything.
Cannon was the doctrine, the words of God, the gospel for the followers, which was vaguer and of greater metaphysics value, while Theology was the interpretation of Cannon, which involved more detailed discussion in all the fields.
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Cardinal Abidal had always been respecting the updated theology by the Pope, as he was clearly aware of the fact that, without the Pope's contribution, his own intelligence could have never pushed him this far to let him become a level five bishop at the age of thirty-five, and now he was in charge of the biggest abbey in the entire district.
”This is the giving of the almighty Lord, to the Lords's most pious followers. The speaker of the Lord under his holy light has brought us the truth.” Abidal prayed every day, ”Greed and timidity blind us to lead us to ingratitude, though gratitude was the most precious value of human beings. Your kingdom come. Your will be done in earth, as it is in heaven…”
At the end of the prayer, Abidal crossed in front of his chest and said in a low voice with his eyes closed, ”Only truth lives forever.”
When opening his eyes, Abidal saw that the young pastor was waiting for him respectfully and holding some intelligence documents. Abidal nodded to let him in.
”Anything important?” Abidal asked casually.
”Not really,” answered the young pastor full of respect.
Abidal nodded slightly and started to read. He read rather fast, having approached the end of the report in a short time. He looked rather serious and he was very stern when it came to teaching Theology, thus many pastors in training secretly called him the demon angel. However, right now there was great fear on this face as if the cardinal had fallen into the hell and found out that something had turned him into a real demon!