Chapter 160： Nightmare

The colorful glaze reflects the fascinating light and shadow, and the sculptures of the seven first-generation paladins are erected on both sides of the palace, watching the people in the palace.

The glorious empire nobles who came to watch the ceremony gathered together with solemn expressions.

In the melodious bell, Prince Harrison strode into the hall with his head up.

Cheers followed.

Pope Gregorian, holding the crown symbolizing the supreme authority of the empire, was standing on the left side of the throne, watching Prince Harrison quietly.

An extreme desire from deep in his heart made Prince Harrison unable to help but speed up a little.

Arriving in front of Pope Gregorian, Prince Harrison knelt on one knee, waiting for his own coronation.

However, a little bit of time passed, but Pope Gregorian did not wear the crown on Prince Harrison's head.

The hall suddenly became quiet.

Prince Harrison looked up suspiciously, and all he saw was Pope Gregorian's non-emotional gaze.

"Under the crown?" Prince Harrison whispered.

Pope Gregorian finally spoke, but his tone was extremely cold: "Sorry, Your Highness. The Lord needs a new shepherd."

boom!

Prince Harrison was suddenly struck by lightning, and his whole body was stunned, with a look of bewilderment.

All the voices in the ears suddenly disappeared, and the figure of Pope Gregorian seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

He slammed his hands out, trying to grab the crown, but he flew into the air.

Pope Gregorian's face also became blurred, and in the end, it turned out to be the appearance of Colin Anglia!

Prince Harrison opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

I don't know when, a whip suddenly appeared in his hand.

Prince Harrison looked down, and found that his attire had turned out to be a worn-out military uniform—

Moreover, it is the uniform of the Eastern Pegasus Army.

Huo Ran turned around, and Prince Harrison found himself surrounded by a group of skinny Eastern soldiers. Their eyes flashed with the anger of choosing people, and they were approaching him step by step.

"Why don't you give us food?"

"Are you really noble than us?"

"Why do you enslave us?"

…

Fear instantly enveloped Prince Harrison, and he slammed his whip sternly, trying to frighten the Eastern soldiers in front of him.

However, such threats have little effect at all.

In the roar, these Eastern soldiers rushed toward Prince Harrison like a group of beasts.

"what-"

Prince Harrison let out a desperate scream, and then he found his body falling rapidly.

Looking back, there was an endless dark abyss behind him...

"Harrison, Harrison?"

Hearing his mother's voice, Prince Harrison woke up from the nightmare and sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.

Only then did he realize that his body was soggy, all in cold sweat.

Queen Midella wiped her son's pale face with a silk scarf, and asked worriedly: "What? Have a nightmare?"

Prince Harrison nodded, the horror in his eyes had not completely faded.

"What nightmare scares you like this?"

Prince Harrison hesitated, and retelled his nightmare and what Colin had said to him in the city during the day.

After speaking, Prince Harrison looked at Queen Midella with frowning brows and asked anxiously:

"Mother, are our nobles like those overseers outside Silvermoon City? It's just a tool selected by the gods to enslave the same kind?"

Queen Midella wanted to refute, but suddenly found out that she couldn't find a valid reason.

After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked: "What do you think?"

"I..." Prince Harrison struggled, then gritted his teeth, "I think why the emperor of our San Lorenzo family has to accept the crown of the Pope?"

Queen Midella sighed inwardly, and suddenly realized that Colin had succeeded.

He successfully provoked Prince Harrison's fear of the church.

This should be the other party's revenge.

When Queen Midella tried to instigate the relationship between Queen Aisha and Colin, Colin also exchanged courtesy and successfully instigated the relationship between Prince Harrison and the church.

Looking at her pale, sharp-eyed son, Queen Midella suddenly felt a headache.

The struggle between theocracy and the monarchy is nothing new in the history of the Glorious Empire.

But those emperors who tried to challenge the authority of the church ended up miserably...

"Harrison, do you know? There was once an emperor of the San Lorenzo family who had the same idea as you. At his enthronement ceremony, he did not invite the pope, but let his own queen crown him."

Prince Harrison's eyes lit up, and he asked quickly: "What about afterwards?"

"Later, the pope issued an edict to dethrone the emperor's membership and lift the pledge of allegiance to him by his subjects."

Prince Harrison suddenly became nervous: "Is it because of an edict from the Pope that the subjects of the empire really don't want to be loyal to the emperor anymore?"

"Yes, the Duke of the Four Realms declared at the same time that if the emperor cannot be forgiven by the pope, they will no longer recognize his monarchy."

Prince Harrison's face instantly turned pale, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared suddenly.

After a long while, he spoke again and asked quietly: "What about later?"

"The emperor who became the target of the public has no choice but to pray for the Pope's forgiveness.

On a snowy night, the emperor climbed up the holy mountain on foot with his bare feet, kneeled in front of the Holy Light Cathedral for three days and three nights before finally seeing the pope's crown.

The once arrogant emperor could only crawl before the pope, spread his arms and cross his body, crying and confessing his crimes.

The pope beat the emperor ten times with thorn bars and sternly rebuked the emperor for his crimes. After humiliating the king of the world to the utmost, the pope announced his pardon for his crimes, restored his membership, and agreed to crown him. . "

Hearing this, Prince Harrison trembled uncontrollably.

The scene of the nightmare once again appeared before his eyes, making him feel a suffocating fear.

Queen Midella held her son's pale cheeks in both hands, let his eyes look at herself, and said solemnly: "So, Harrison, before you have absolute certainty, never show even a trace of disrespect to the gods! "

Prince Harrison struggled and said in pain, "Mother, can we only be the tools of the gods? Just like the overseers outside the city, they may be abandoned and slaughtered at any time..."

"Harrison, it was Viscount Angley that deliberately misled you. How could our nobles be as weak as those overseers? No matter how much the common people make trouble, they can't shake our rule."

"No, it's not a question of whether we can shake our rule. Viscount Anglia is right. As long as we are entangled in whether the power of the common people can defeat the nobles, we will fall into the trap of the church.

The church doesn't care who wins, they just want a qualified tool of governance.

If the San Lorenzo family cannot control the situation of the empire, they can completely re-select a new royal family!

Unless we unite and fight against the superior..."

"Shut up!" Queen Midella suddenly stopped Prince Harrison's nonsense.

Draw her son's face closer to her, Queen Midella warned with a gloomy face: "Rebellion? Harrison, do you think the Eastern prisoners and overseers outside the city can really resist the Black Cavalry who is waiting for them?"

Prince Harrison shook his head in pain.

Queen Midella sighed: "So, don't think about these dangerous thoughts anymore. Sleep well. You are the first heir of the San Lorenzo family. As long as you are not doing evil, what about the Pope? Will there be reasons for refusing to crown you?"

Prince Harrison hesitated for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but after all he didn't say it.

He lowered his eyes and nodded obediently: "Yes, mother, I understand."

"That's good, go to sleep."

"Yes."

Looking at her son who was sleeping again, Queen Midella's eyebrows became more and more frowning.

After a while, she turned off the magic lamp and went out.

There is no starlight in the sky tonight, only a silver moon hangs high, spreading the cold brilliance to the world.

The young face of Colin suddenly appeared in Queen Midella's mind, and then, an elusive smile crawled to the corner of her mouth:

"Garcia, is he your choice?"