Most glorious City of God, either in this passage of time, traveling among the impious, living by faith; or you who left the Holy Word, who make amends for everything, in whom I most trust, for whom I undertake this work and for whom I promise that even if no one understands, the world will surely see it clearly. After Avia destroyed Western Rome and the main body of the church, Augustine, who stayed in Eastern Rome and was trained by Jerome as the next successor, was not only a "holy doctor" and a "saint", but also the new pope of the jointly rebuilt church. Most people initially believed that the "you" he referred to in his article was the only God of the church, but as time went on, they would naturally become confused about the meaning of "even if no one understands, the world will see it clearly." But as the book was analyzed more deeply, people in the church understood Augustine's meaning more and more. These include but are not limited to: All things were created by the Triune God, the Father creating existence out of nothing, the Son providing the form of all things, and the Holy Spirit making all things good. The man who possesses the virtues of the Holy Spirit is so just that he loves his enemies, and he loves his enemies so much that he wishes to correct those who hate or slander him and make them his companions. Nevertheless, when we speak of God, we cannot say that there are two or three beginnings, nor two or three Gods, but only one God, or the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, each of whom we acknowledge to be God, and not, as the heretic Sabellius does, saying that the Father and the Son are one and the Holy Spirit is one with the Father and the Son. Rather, it is to say that the Father is the Father of the Son, the Son is the Son of the Father, and the Holy Spirit is the Spirit of the Father and the Son, neither the Father nor the Son. The Spirit is someone other than the Father and the Son because He is neither the Father nor the Son.
God breathed into man a living soul, and the Lord breathed into man and said, "Receive the Holy Spirit." Augustine had said so much, and the believers of the church were not really stubborn and naturally understood what Augustine meant. The first Pope Novia was the Holy Spirit in the Trinity, and the Hun King Avia was his identity that appeared because of the "corrupted" church. The church, understanding this, would not dare to stigmatize Avia and his companion Attila too much. Therefore, Avia's nickname has always been the King of the Huns, without too many embellishments or any powerful-sounding titles. Perhaps in order to elevate Avia's status, Attila, who was his deputy, was called the Scourge of God. Think about it, the deputy is the Whip of God, so what is the status of Avia, the supreme leader in the Hun Empire? You can think about it yourself. "The old man really wants to meet Lord Novia..." Sir Laurentius has always hated the old guy, the current Pope who has been occupying the throne and has been reluctant to step down. However, he has to admit that the person who can become the Pope has a charisma and deeds that make people admire him. Although people know that it is impossible for someone to reach the highest position, it is impossible. "But it's true. As a member of the church, who wouldn't want to do that? After all, it's the Holy Spirit who created the church that has lasted until today. I want to do that too, so I want to become the Pope no matter what." Life is short and this world is too big, so big that it’s scary. From a long time ago, when Sir Laurentius realized that he was gradually getting older, he began to suffer from it. He struggled with all his might in every nightmare, and after opening his eyes, he could not help wanting to cry. What followed was anger, greed, and regret for why he had not yet become the Pope. For countless people in the human world, there are too many precious material or spiritual things. For Sir Laurentius, he had tried his best, crawling upward with hope and ambition in his heart during the unwasted days and nights, but death was already at hand. therefore-- I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die, I can’t die. He did not desire eternal life, but just tried his best and exhausted all his efforts to struggle. I want to contribute to this organization that is willing to spread good, I want to get closer to that person, and I want to become that person as much as possible. I've always wanted to do this since I was a kid.
Although among the countless people who are called heroes and great men, only those who have contributed to human progress are truly worthy of respect, and among their extraordinary careers, only those who conform to human progress are truly valuable. But the heroes who turn the tide in the face of darkness, the warriors who stand firm in the face of evil, and the people who never frown in the face of pain are also worthy of praise and affirmation. But when Sir Laurentius grew up, he found that the era he entered was completely different from what was advertised. If you want to reach a high position, simple actions are no longer possible. What was he thinking when he first got involved with them and those guys made the invitation? Now I can't remember it at all. To this day, I only remember my initial wish—— Want to become the 'heir' of Novia. Mario walked out of the room and headed towards the temporary camp, where he saw many believers looking at the silent Snowfield City. Then he used those eyes to stare at the current and old Pope who was so close to him. "Now that I think about it, death is really scary," he said. "Old man, do you think I can get this position before I die?" "Well, who knows? Maybe if you work harder and everyone recognizes you, then everything will come naturally." "You're keeping me hanging again, aren't you, old man? There's no need to continue my long and tormenting life. Although I will die after you, I'm still very young. If you die, I will definitely suggest that everything be simplified. It will be enough to bury you in a small straw bag." "What you said is exactly what I thought. If someone dies, they die. There's no need to spend too much energy on them. Spend more energy on the living." The old Pope who came to Xueyuan City specially to meet Novia said so. "Do you believe what you said?" The cardinal grinned in self-mockery, then he took his hand out of his pocket, spread out his five fingers, and sighed with contentment. "But, come to think of it, isn't the thing I've always wanted actually in my pocket?" In his hand, an old rusty cross was shining with a little light from the setting sun. He held up the cross he had received since childhood as if it were a holy relic. The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the rust on the cross from the sky. It only takes one glance to understand that it is a symbol of an old man who is willing to do anything for his ideal and is working hard for it at the beginning of his life. At that moment, Sir Laurentius said softly: "We actually got the 'key' from Lord Novia a long time ago. Now that I think about it, why should I seek help from outsiders?" The old pope nodded, as if thinking, and suddenly asked: "Tell me, is there a possibility..." "......Oh? Old man, just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush." Although Sir Laurentius appeared to have accepted his fate of not being able to become Pope, he would probably shed a few tears when he thought about not being able to become Pope late at night. "Goethe once said: Error is to truth as sleep is to wakefulness. I have seen people wake up from error, just as they move towards truth again after waking up." The old pope smiled and said,
"Sir Laurentius, the will of the popes that emerged during the Holy Grail War just told me that you are now a well-deserved 'successor'." 191: Brother-in-law! I'm bringing people to beat you up (4k) In Xueyuan City, Central Park, the bright sunshine shines here. Now back on the ground, Novia looked at the silver Arabic vine-patterned sculpture in his hand with a little curiosity. Earlier, after he defeated Beelzebub with his holy sword, the egg that originally hatched the King of Flies was also shattered. However, at that moment, the green liquid emanating from the huge egg quickly turned into purple, and in an instant, it seemed to materialize and tremble violently, as if it was welcoming a frenzy, dancing... and finally condensed into this thing, born in his hands. To some extent, the silver patterned carving looked like it was broken off by one-third. However, Novia also felt that this seemed to be somewhat similar to the cross hanging on his chest, which was the cross he got out of thin air after returning from Rome. But just as he was about to go back and think, a hearty voice reached his ears - "Brother-in-law!" Novia raised her head and looked at Charlemagne who suddenly visited her. I was slightly surprised that he called me 'brother-in-law'. Some of it was unexpected, but it was also expected. After all, Charlemagne was destined to unify Western Europe. In this case, he would inevitably find the remains of the Titans under the Alps and thus come into contact with the alien keys. Naturally, he would call Attila his sister, and it would be normal for him to call himself his brother-in-law. In fact, Novia had already considered how to make Attila, who is still on the moon today, come out reasonably. However, he had not given it much thought because of the issue of how to treat Alcides in the Holy Grail War. After all, to be fair, with Novia's strength, it would be easy for him to solve Alcides' problem as requested by Human Reason, but he did not want to simply destroy him, because even though it was forcibly distorted, the reason why the Avengers wanted revenge was extremely reasonable... In this respect, Novia also saw the same anger in him as he had in Typhon. After thinking about it, he supplied enough magic power to allow Olympus and the gods to descend into the world he created so that both sides could have a conversation. He also provided some support to the Avengers. However, after Novia dealt with Beelzebub, he also sensed that the Avengers Spiritual Base was destroyed along with similar Spiritual Bases. Presumably, this is, relatively speaking, the best outcome for a man who is determined to take revenge at all costs. At the same time, he also sensed that some of the auras on his body supported by the 'magic gift set' had gone outside the real Snowfield City and done something. Although he should have understood that it was all the popes since him, they were reluctant to show up or talk to him, perhaps because they were a little embarrassed. "It's you, Charlemagne." "Haha, actually, when I learned that you, my brother-in-law, appeared, I wanted to come and find you." Charlemagne looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him, his heart surging with excitement, "But due to various circumstances, I was delayed for two days, but now I am satisfied to be able to see you, my brother-in-law, in person!" "But I didn't expect you to participate in the Holy Grail War." This is the truth. After all, in Novia's memory, the swordsman of the Snowfield Holy Grail War should be Richard the Lionheart. "In fact, I didn't have this plan at the beginning. It was mainly because of El-Melloi, or more precisely, because of you, brother-in-law. Because you were the monarch of El-Melloi, so when El-Melloi gave off the aura of wanting to live, I ran out in front of Brother Richard." Charlemagne looked up at the scorching sun, and then - "Besides, it's really great that I can see you, my brother-in-law, like this."
Novia looked at him, and a nostalgic expression appeared on the face of this 'real' Karl the Great who appeared in a 'fantasy'. "Generally speaking, your heyday is not this time. Your heyday is when you linked Germanic, religious, and Roman together to build the concept of the Western European Community." "Even so, even if it's just once, I still want to see you and my sister in a younger state." Charlemagne narrowed his eyes, as if recalling his youth. That was after we entered the ruins of the Titans in the Alps. The moment he touched the alien key, the young boy fell into darkness. Falling is the process in which the soul accepts something. The howling wind in the face and the heavy pressure on the limbs temper the young man's soul. In just a few seconds, countless possibilities and endless points of light flowed in. One after another, Charlemagne was at a loss to understand for a moment. However, possibilities so numerous that he could not believe it were emerging crazily. With the Alien Key, which was called an alien but was not a wandering planet, the guiding power that should have been given to Attila, who did not have Avia by his side, was given to this young prince. This was his future, his destiny. He is the future leader who will unify Western Europe, the destined holy king, the overlord who will unify Western Europe, and the man who will usher in the Middle Ages. These are the futures that Charlemagne will achieve. The Alien Key declared, and the young prince was not excited about the great feat he was about to accomplish, but rather confused. Really, was my future determined when I was born... Damn it, I have to resist it. He thought so. The young prince has not accepted it yet. Whether it is building a great empire or becoming a person who will go down in history. The reason is actually very simple, because once you want to achieve such a great feat, you will decide to use any means necessary to achieve it, and then you will become a very inferior existence that has nothing to do with any of the knights, adventurers, kings, and heroes, and it will not be cool at all. And at that time, he heard it. A voice that sounded like it was entrusted to him from the distant past, as if it knew he would get tangled up. "You will succeed, I have no doubt about it, but it's not because of the so-called destiny, but because of you and your friends who work tirelessly to bring peace. Yes, yes, I also think that people who work hard are handsome." Perhaps it was precisely because of this brief message that the young prince gradually became the father of Western Europe, Charlemagne, who would not be confused or distressed regardless of victory or defeat, but would continue to think calmly and move forward. The fantasy part becomes Charlemagne. After all, the king will save the people, and the knight will save the rest. "I see. Although it's OK if you change into an old man, it always feels weird if you call me brother-in-law in that way, Carl." Novia smiled happily. "I can't hide it from you, brother-in-law."
The black-haired young man said with emotion that although it was not the first time that someone called him by this name, it was the first time that his brother-in-law called him by that name. "No, you don't have any hidden thoughts at all, but it's hard for ordinary people to tell the difference between you and Charlemagne." "But you, my brother-in-law, saw it at a glance. It's really so handsome. It made my blood boil. You are worthy of being my brother-in-law."