69novels Chapter 389 The Sleeping Lion
Chapter 389 The Sleeping Lion
A group of people suddenly stood up and blocked the king's last stretch of the journey to the temple.
These people wore commoner's clothes, but they were actually minor nobles who had made great contributions to the kingdom.
Because they were originally of low status, even though they were ennobled, they were unable to prosper with the help of the nobility's glory.
These people who work hard but receive little in return are the real pillars of the kingdom.
"Your Majesty, we all know what the temple looks like now. If we continue to give them the rights of nobles, the kingdom will collapse. There will be more people like us, Your Majesty!"
If the clergy, who already occupy a lot of resources, were to gain the same rights as the nobles, there would indeed be an earthquake in the kingdom.
The nobles will compete for resources, more commoners will be involved, and more people will contribute to the kingdom but receive no rewards.
The king had already taken these factors into consideration when making the plan, but when he actually faced these problems, he found that he was not really prepared.
He couldn't ignore the confessions of these people.
This time, the king was really blocked, and it was not the sinister and cunning opponents who blocked him, but the people who truly cared about the kingdom.
The onlookers around were making even louder noises, and what was happening on the street was quickly lowering the lively atmosphere of the day.
I believe that if the stalemate continues for a while, the king’s prestige will suffer a severe blow.
At this moment, the bells containing Sanskrit sounds rang from the church two blocks away.
The door of the church opened, and a bright red carpet stretched out from the door like a river of blood.
Barefooted, carrying lanterns and candles, the clergy slowly walked towards the place where the king was trapped, praying with every step.
"The goddess told us to welcome the new leader."
"The goddess told us that the hero is right before our eyes."
"The goddess told us that His Majesty the King is guiding the future!"
Holy light resonated and Buddhist sounds floated. At this moment, the temple showed its usual powerful influence.
The confused and disordered passers-by all followed the steps of the priests and prayed devoutly. The honorable men who stood in the middle of the road to block the king were directly submerged by the priests.
The clergy surrounded the people who were blocking the way from both sides, and the powerful knight in the middle of the team directly covered the mouths of the people who were blocking the way.
They were knocked unconscious, dragged away, and soon disappeared.
The king was riding on his horse and watching everything.
In a trance, the king suddenly began to doubt himself.
Is what you are doing now really right?
"Your Majesty, the time for the coronation ceremony has come. Please come with us."
The leading cardinal invited him respectfully, and the king straightened his attitude, jumped off his horse, and stepped onto the red carpet.
At this point, hesitation and doubt will not stop things from moving forward. The king also understood the truth that kindness cannot rule the kingdom as early as the day he ascended the throne.
When the cardinal saw the king stepping onto the bright red carpet, he nodded with satisfaction.
According to the original procedure, the king was to ride his horse directly into the temple, which represented the king's absolute suppression of the temple.
The chaos created by the nobles hindered the king's plan.
The clergy immediately seized the opportunity.
They seemed to come out to greet the king and rescue him from an awkward confrontation, but in fact, this move elevated the status of the temple.
After the king stepped onto the red carpet, the cardinal took the initiative to prostrate himself at the king's feet.
The bishop personally took off the king's boots and let the king step barefoot on the carpet.
Another bishop brought a gorgeous lantern and handed it to the king.
The king, who originally held the ceremonial sword in his hand, was very dissatisfied with this, but he could only take the lantern with his free hand.
With a sword in one hand and a lamp in the other, the power of the kingdom and the divine authority are in the hands of the king.
The fusion of the two powers seemed to have achieved the king's previous goal. In fact, while the king controlled the temple, the temple also transferred its influence in the opposite direction.
The king was a little unhappy, but the clergy were very satisfied.
They covered the king with a purple cloak, sang the hymns again, and led the king through the gates of the temple.
The temple prepared a complicated ceremony for the king and sprinkled expensive holy water on him.
The Saint of the temple, holding the original holy book in her hand, affirmed the king's achievements in the name of the goddess.
After going through this whole process, the king was exhausted.
The complicated ceremony was indeed a bit tiring for an old man with insufficient energy, not to mention that the king had ridden a fast horse around the city for such a long time before.
The double fatigue of body and mind made the old king feel sleepy.
Seeing that the king was running out of energy, the bishops supported him in performing the ceremony while they glanced at each other and laughed secretly.
Before, the king had defeated all the other heroes in the assembly hall, and they thought the king was so powerful.
When the title of Pope was proposed, the bishops were almost scared to death.
Now it seems that our great king is just like that.
The bishops, who did not take the king seriously, did not realize who they were competing against.
After the experience of arguing with Li, the king knew very well that he should not take it lightly at the critical moment.
The king was helped by the bishops to the highest point of the church, where the largest statue of the goddess stood in the wind and rain for two hundred years.
When he arrived in front of the statue, the cardinal wanted to complete the ceremony on his own initiative as he had just done.
But the king suddenly opened his eyes like a sleeping lion.
The king, who had just had a nap, was full of energy. His eyes, which were full of scrutiny and threats, were looking at the bishops.
The bishops paused and were then freed by the king.
The king untied the ties around his neck and let the cloak representing the temple fall to the ground.
Then the king dropped the lantern in his hand and let it burn silently.
As the supreme ruler of the kingdom, the king still prefers swords and blood.
"Goddess, you are a god. You are high above and don't care about the affairs of mortals. Do you know how much suffering and conflict have grown and spread due to your indulgence?"
The scene of the king questioning the goddess with a sword in hand deeply shocked the clergy.
Since the founding of the kingdom, no one has ever dared to question the authority of the goddess.
Does the king want to stop living?
The cardinals immediately stayed away from the king when he raised questions.
According to the understanding of the clergy, the king's behavior is already depraved, and the goddess will definitely bring down divine punishment to eliminate the heretic before her.
However, nothing happened for a long time. The goddess did not respond at all. She seemed to be indifferent to the king's words.
The king stared at the face of the goddess statue so intently that his eyes hurt, and finally he turned around.
"I! Am the supreme ruler of this kingdom! From today on, I am the Pope!"
The king walked up to the frightened bishop, took the crown symbolizing the Pope from the tray, and put it on his head.
The old king, who was nearly sixty years old, was pressed to the ground in shame when he first ascended the throne. This time he truly put power on his head.
"Long live the King! Long live the Pope!"