毛片免费看无码中文字幕

The name of the country is the Church of Klimiana.

It was founded thousands of years ago by the goddess Aphrodite Climiana, who saved the human race from the danger of extinction when it was overrun by demons, and finally put an end to the war against the demons by making full use of her exceptional healing magic.

Aphrodite Chrimiana generously shared her knowledge and skills with the people and contributed to the development of the human race. Her most outstanding ability was her "blessing" skill, which could remove "curses" up to level 3. Therefore, she is recognized as the goddess who prevented the demonization of the human race. It is said that she became a god at the time of her death and ascended to the heaven. Therefore, this country worships Klimiana as a god and continues to be a nation that values learning and research in accordance with her legacy.

On the other hand, this country has established the so-called "Klimiana cult", which is based on the teachings of Klimiana. She was a savior from demons, and her teachings were quickly accepted by the human race, and now she has followers in countries all over the world. Moreover, since the head of state is a devout believer, many nations have adopted this religion as their state religion, and in fact, the Heedata Empire and the Ramallon Empire have also adopted it as their state religion.

The teaching of Klimiana is "Help those who benefit us and eliminate those who harm us. Naturally, "we" refers to the human race, but in the thousands of years since this doctrine was born, "we" tends to be interpreted as "Klimiana" today.

The leader of this cult is the Pope, Juvencel Sein. His head is already bald and the beard on his mouth has turned white, but he is fair-skinned and appears to be in good health. However, he is over 80 years old, and still maintains a large, fat, and imposing physique. Therefore, at first glance, many people consider him to be in his mid-fifties.

He always has a kind smile on his face and is courteous and merciful to people of all ranks, and no one has ever seen him raise his voice or become angry. But he is not only the Pope of Crimea, but also the Head of State of Crimea. The information he receives through his churches, which are built in every corner of the world, with all the nations and their citizens as his followers, is more accurate and reliable than that of any other nation. This country was also the best information nation in the world.

Pope Jouvencel, the man who holds the hearts and minds of the people, the nation, and the world in his hands. Embedded in his soft smile like a bodhisattva is a brain as smart and lucid as an electronic calculator.

On this day, the sun was shining in May and the weather was a little sweaty. In Aphrodite, the capital of the Crimiana cult, the Zimoke was held, and the Pope and all the cardinals were present at a splendid banquet in the Papal Palace, the official residence of the Pope.

Those who were allowed to live in Aphrodite were those who were recognized for their great achievements, and those who were less than that were sent to other parts of the world. Some were to proselytize, some to heal, teach, and exhort the inhabitants, and some to punish those who disobeyed the doctrines of the Church. The decision of who lives in Aphrodite and who leaves is made by the quadrennial zimoke, the so-called personnel evaluation.

This day was a farewell party for those who are leaving Aphrodite. There were no negative feelings of sadness or defeat. They are those who were once welcomed to the holy city of Aphrodite. Even though they are scattered all over the world, they are looked upon with envy by the church officials.

On the other hand, there were also young boys and girls who had not yet reached their prime. These are the ones who were born in Aphrodite and who are leaving the capital for the first time. They are the children of the so-called privileged class, who will be called back to the capital in the next Zimoke unless something happens to them. Then they leave for the world at the next jimoke. Most of them are followers of the fanatical Klimiana cult, who travel back and forth between the capital and the rest of the world, taking on the task of winning over, among others, the state and the nobility.

The party ends peacefully, with the Pope offering his blessings and prayers to the participants. While everyone was in a state of ecstasy at the warmth and tenderness of the Pope\'s prayer, there were only two people who did not show any emotion and kept a blank expression on their faces. They were whispering to each other in the midst of the Pope\'s prayer.

"d*mn... If only it were true, I could have received this blessing..."

Biting his lip is Cassel, an eight-year-old boy. He is the great-grandson of Demeter, the Pope\'s sister. He has shown exceptional talent from an early age and has earned the name of child prodigy. The girl next to him speaks to him in a gentle tone as if to appease him.

Don\'t talk like that. I am sure that Lady Klimiana will guide you. This time, it is her guidance.

Posing in prayer to God with these words is Vieille, the Pope\'s grandson. She is 14 years old this year, and is a gifted woman who is reputed to have the blood of her grandfather, the Pope, in the deepest veins. She always has a benevolent expression on her face and a soft manner, but behind her eyes there is always a sharp and sharp mind, and it is said that her analytical power is like a razor.

The two were originally scheduled to be sent to the Kingdom of Lamaron at this year\'s Zimoke. Vieille was to go as the wife of the Duke of Koenig, a member of the Emperor\'s family, and Cassel was to go as the adopted son of the Emperor, but just a month ago, the Zimoke was suddenly postponed. Both of them were happy to stay in the capital, but they honestly wanted to go there as soon as possible and lead as many people as possible to the teachings of Lord Krimeana and the Way of Heaven.

Perhaps sensing such feelings, after the prayer was over and everyone was leaving, the two were called to the Pope\'s office.

"Vieille and Cassel, you both regret what has happened, don\'t you?

"..."

Cassel, having been hit on the mark, simply bit his lip. Vieille, on the other hand, replies to him without losing his benevolent expression.

"Yes. I must confess that I was disappointed at first. But I think this is a sign from the Lord Klimiana. I am sure that she will guide me to a place where I will be able to improve myself even more.

The Pope nodded in satisfaction.

Vieille is right. The other day, the man you were going to visit, Mr. Koenig, passed away in a tragic accident. It is sad. I am also saddened because he had the most fervent faith in the Lord Klimiana than anyone else. His Majesty the Emperor of Lamalong, who was shocked by this, is now lying on his sickbed. It is understandable, since he has lost his mother, and now he has lost the Duke, whom he trusted the most. In other words, the Kingdom is currently in mourning. Therefore, Cassel is afraid to go there. Please understand."

The Pope looks at them with a soft smile. They kneel quietly and hang their heads.

They will not wait until the next Zimoke. If you find a suitable assignment, you will go there as an exception.

Hearing these words, the two men looked up involuntarily.

"Yes, yes. Yes, yes. It\'s been fifty years since I\'ve made a special exception. That\'s how much effort you\'ve put into this. I\'m sure this is all a result of the Lord Krimeana\'s guidance.

They both have tears in their eyes. The Zimoke, who is given a special case, has the same meaning as a candidate for the Pope, so to speak. This was, after all, a sign of the Pope\'s expectations for these two, and they could do nothing but tremble with the emotion they felt.

As the Pope left the hall, a bishop approached him and bowed his head reverently.

I am deeply humbled, Your Excellency. Today, Mr. Imani has submitted a request for an extraordinary meeting of the College of Cardinals.

"Oh. An extraordinary meeting of the cardinals... What is the reason for this?

Yes. I have been informed that a cure for the incurable diseases that have afflicted mankind, such as Cirithley, Geisscher, and Leroyance, has been discovered, and I wish to announce it to His Holiness the Pope and to the Cardinals."

The Pope nodded broadly.

"If Imani is right, you can\'t go wrong. Very well. I give you permission to hold the meeting. If possible, it would be good to have many people listen. It is not good to keep such a great discovery to ourselves."

"Awe."

With these words, the bishop reverently withdrew from the scene. The Pope looked after him with a gentle smile. Then he walked slowly toward his room.

Little did he know that this announcement would cause an uproar throughout the world.

Spring was coming to an end.