Zhou Yun Sheng was sprawled on the bed, holding two puppets in his hands, making very different voices with his mouth and talking to himself.
"Come here, my child."
"Father God, are you calling me?" The tone had an excited pitch.
Loving laughter, "Who wouldn't call you? Who kneels in front of my statue every day praying? Who swore to devote everything to me? Who said they loved me more than anyone else loves me?"
"It's me, it's me, that's all the things I said! Father, you can hear me?"
"Of course, I've been watching you my child. Come here, come into my arms, I want to hug you tightly."
The small puppet went into the big puppet's arms and Zhou Yun Sheng had on a silly smile.
In the Ninth Heaven above, the God of Light was sitting in front of the water mirror, because of that desirous smile, the exquisite wine in his hand splashed a little bit. Immediately, a god kneeled before his seat to wipe it clean, but he waved them back. This was the happiest time of his day, he didn't like being disturbed.
Zhou Yun Sheng played with the two puppets for a while, then his shy expression suddenly grew cold. He threw the two of puppets away, then walked to the mirror and sneered, "Well? Have you had enough fun today? Then obediently squat in the corner, don't interfere with my business!" He could only use these puppets to satisfy his delusions, how sad!
Brainless Sheng hid in the subconscious, crying big plops of tears. But today was Boel and the Second Prince's coronation ceremony, in order for it to go well, he had to let Rational Sheng control his body, otherwise, Brainless Sheng would likely cause a scene, offending all the people in Sagya Kingdom, including the Church. Then Joshua's fate would be worse than it was originally, and without the A-Class world's energy from completing this task, Zhou Yun Sheng's schizophrenia would be very difficult to cure.
In short, the consequences were serious.
Seeing this scene, the Light God sighed regretfully. His Little Believer does this routine every morning, he'll play in pleasure for a while, then he would stand in front of the mirror and scold himself, repeatedly admonishing his mirror self that the Light God would never fall in love with him, don't dream.
He really had too low a self-esteem, but his little tangled expressions looked so cute, perhaps he should go to him earlier, so he could always live in peace of mind and happiness forever. The Light God anticipated seeing his lively expression, his mouth rose in a gentle smile.
Zhou Yun Sheng put on a grand and gorgeous priest robe, combed his hair into a long braid, and tied it with a golden ribbon. He looked at himself in the mirror, made sure that his elegance would not lose to Boel's, and walked toward the door. Although he wouldn't make a scene like Brainless Sheng, he could still grab a little of Boel's thunder.
When the door closed behind him, his calm expression slowly turned into a hesitant struggle, after a moment, he quietly sighed, then walked back into the room and picked up the two thrown puppets, wiped the dust off them cherishingly, then placed them back in their original location.
Boel only wore a simple white robe, his waist was tied with a colorful belt. He didn't need to be dressed up because during the coronation ceremony, His Holiness the Pope would personally put a red gold-rimmed robe on him that only the Bishop could wear, then the King would put a heavy gold crown on his head.
He would stand on the high altar, overlooking the people of Gagor, and during their warm cheers, he would light up the pigeon-egg sized light stone on the ring on his index finger, and illuminate the entire Sagya Kingdom with the Father's glory.
He would become the most powerful Bishop of the millennium, stronger than even the Pope, causing all the creatures of the continent to remember his name. When he does this, the Father would forgive his sins and return him to the Temple of God, giving him the golden blood that only gods could possess.
Boel grew more and more excited at these thoughts, he shed some faint tears, his cheeks glowing red with excitement. But when he looked up and around, his eyes slightly darkened.
He saw Joshua. No, it should be said that all the dignitaries who were in the temple to attend the ceremony saw Joshua.
He was like a beam of light suddenly descended to the mortal realm, lighting up the surroundings. When his gentle eyes looked over, everyone's excited hearts calmed down. He looked so noble, holy, and kind, people couldn't help but want to get closer to him, but they were also afraid that getting too close would taint him.
He was the most fitting image of a light priest in all of their imaginations, more illuminating than Boel who came from the Temple of God.
Many of the aristocrats bowed to salute him, they wouldn't disrespect him just because he'd lost his Bishop position.
"Joshua, you look very beautiful today. That red robe should be lining your skin, but unfortunately ….." Boel had a look of regret, as if he was blaming himself, saying, if not my appearance, you could wear the red Bishop's robe.
Zhou Yun Sheng smiled lightly at him, but didn't bother answering. Catfights were Brainless Sheng's territory. Joshua's 18th birthday was three days after the coronation ceremony, after the baptism ceremony, he would immediately leave Gagor, avoiding any trouble the protagonist and his harem could bring him.
He suppressed Brainless Sheng, who was stirring from the insult, then walked to where the Elder Bishop stood.
"My child, that position is yours. No matter what other people think, the things that belong to you cannot be stolen." When he said this, the Elder Bishop didn't lower his voice, so Boel was extremely embarrassed, and the King and the Pope frowned in dissatisfaction.
"Old friend, I know that Joshua is the child you raised, and your heart has always been set on him, but Boel is the best person for the job. He was chosen by the Father and His Holiness the Pope, you should obey the will of the Father." The King preemptively scolded him, in fear of angering the Pope.
"Choosing Boel is the will of the Pope, not the will of the Father. I'm not the only one who raised Joshua, he was also raised by the Father. If the Father himself were here, he wouldn't pick anyone else but Joshua." The Bishop responded.
"Byrd, you are old, your closed mind has made you unable to hear the Father's words. It seems that it was the right decision to let you abdicate at this time." The Pope coldly opened, then he glanced at the dignitaries in the hall with his imposing eyes.
The nobles bowed their heads, afraid to object.
Zhou Yun Sheng was very grateful for the Elder Bishop's love, but he still pulled his sleeve, indicating that he should stop arguing.
The Elder Bishop glanced at the King and sighed. One day, they will know how unwise it was for the Sagya Kingdom to renounce Joshua and give the Bishop's position to another!
While the people remained silent, a cold female voice suddenly sounded, "When His Holiness the Pope arrived, the Sagya Kingdom changed, not only has the Bishop candidate changed, even the royal family had an inexplicable death. His Holiness the Pope is the messenger of God, he should bring blessings, but he seems to be bringing disaster."
"Elena, shut up!" The King loudly roared.
Standing behind Zhou Yun Sheng's line of sight, a lady snorted in contempt. She was the wife of the late prince. She believed that her husband's death was a murder from the Second Prince and the Pope's collusion. The Church had a lot of secret spells, they could easily find a way to control a dark beast. If they fell for it, and the confused old King died, the Sagya Kingdom would sooner or later become a lackey for the Church!
The Pope was itching to cast a purifying spell to burn all the eyesores, but his outward image was generous, tolerant, and merciful, he couldn't get angry, especially before the Father's statue. He waved his hand with a smile, and a cleric walked into the temple and kneeled, holding two volumes of documents.
He untied the red silk, which was bounding the documents, then recited the jointly written will of the Pope and the King, so the Father in Ninth Heaven above would hear. After reading, the Pope was handed golden holy water, which he sprinkled on the documents, then he re-tied them and handed one to the Second Prince and one to Boel.
They walked side by side to the temple's statue and kneeled in front of the statue to pray, then they placed two white roses, specially handpicked that morning, at the feet of the Light God to show devotion.
When they finished all this, the King walked up to them and placed a crown on their heads. The top of the crowns were inlaid with a soybean sized light stone, when a demon was near, it would flash a white warning light, if light power was poured in it, it could be turned into a sharp weapon to kill the demon. This was the most precious treasure the God of Light had left on the continent, it required top materials to produce it, and the resources were very scarce.
Even the all-powerful Pope only had four stones, not to mention others. Therefore, when Boel showed his big, pigeon egg sized light stone ring, everyone was convinced of his origins. Who would insult the Darling of God? Even the most vicious bandits in the mainland didn't dare think about stealing the ring. The reason Boel made it safely through his journey, to a large extent, was thanks to the ring's blessings.
The King finished the coronation, then turned aside and respectfully opened, "I ask the Pope to put on the new Bishop of my Kingdom's robe."
A maid walked out holding the robe, she kneeled at the feet of the Pope, both hands holding up the new Bishop's robes. Because it was sprinkled the holy water, the robe faintly radiated a golden light, it looked very dazzling.
Boel quickly glanced at it, his heart thumping wildly.
The Pope picked up the robe and shook it, then he walked up to Boel, smiling, "My child, you have the most devout faith, the purest soul, the kindest heart, what you have done is worthy of becoming an honorable light priest. The great light power in your body is so strong, it is clear that the Father has great love for you, and since he has chosen you as the messenger of light, then I cannot disobey his will. I'm here to declare that you, Boel Britte, from today on, will become the new Bishop of Sagya Kingdom. Stand up my child, and let me put on your robe."
Boel broke out in tears, he performed obeisance to the Father and the Pope, then stood up.
The Pope draped the red robe on his shoulders, and was about to tie his belt, when the gown's surface suddenly burst into golden flame that surrounded the two men. The appallingly high temperature almost scorched the floor.
Boel screamed, then dropped to the ground and kept rolling. The Pope was very calm and immediately cast a spell to extinguish the flames, but he soon discovered that the flames were not ordinary, it could burn a big hole in the blessed robes he was wearing.
What is the origin of this flame that can destroy holy robes? Is it the fire of the Light God?
The Pope's heart slightly shook, his cold sweat couldn't stop falling. If this was the fire of the Light God, it meant that the Father had especially lowered it to burn nothing but his and Boel's robes. Does that mean he is dissatisfied with the new Bishop and his decision to anoint him? Now what? Will the Father burn them to ashes?
For the first time, the Pope felt like his life was on the front line. He stopped releasing spells and kneeled in front of the statue to repent. Fortunately, he still had a trace of divine power, so he just felt uncomfortable pain, not agonizing pain.
On the other hand, Boel, who was lashing himself and screaming in pain, looked more miserable. His skin was still smooth, this was because the flame wasn't burning his body, it was burning his soul directly, the filthier the soul, the more pain the bearer would suffer.
Currently, Boel was wishing for death, he mournfully cried out, "Help me, no matter who, please save me! Or please, take a knife and kill me! It hurts! It hurts so much! Father, please forgive me!" He'd seen a servant being burnt by the Father's flames before, he knew what kind of fate awaited him.
Even at this point, he still didn't have the courage to confess aloud his sins and deceptions.