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Six in the evening.
The Lord's Square at the heart of Florence was already a sea of people,
and the high platform erected there was filled with the city's elite, all dressed in their most lavish gowns, eagerly awaiting.
Before long, a figure in an exquisite gold-trimmed white robe appeared before everyone.
The Pope had arrived!
Upon his appearance, the Pope immediately caused the crowd to boil over with excitement.
Tens of thousands of fervent commoners shouted the Pope's name, frantically waving towards the platform, hoping to catch his attention.
Some were so thrilled they nearly fainted, and their companions merely supported them without any intention of taking them for emergency aid, for they did not want to miss the chance to behold the Pope.
The Exorcists were also among the crowd, watching the Pope from a distance.
Being too far away, they could not discern the Pope's features, but they could imagine the evil within, hidden beneath his appearance.
