Aphrodite, the capital of the new Crimiana cult. This city, which was uniformly white, was more lively than ever.
The reason for this was that the "Jimoke", a large-scale personnel change that had been suspended until now, was being restored. Major believers from all over the world will be gathered to decide who will be welcomed into this Aphrodite and who will leave. The city was already booming with a great number of believers.
The city was severely destroyed when the former Pope, Jouvancel Sein, was defeated. When the current Pope, Vieille, rebuilt the city, he left the color of the city white, but the cityscape was changed from its previous cluttered appearance to a more functional and unified aspect. A wide, straight street stretches from the harbor to the Papal Temple. The height of the buildings lining both sides of the street were all unified, creating a magnificent view of the city. The places where the believers would live were also carefully planned so that the distribution of goods and the flow of people could be carried out efficiently.
The believers who came across the sea were amazed to see the city. They soon realized that this was the work of Vieille, and they prayed to the temple where the Pope, the living god of this world, resided.
In fact, Vieille's skill was nothing short of brilliant. Her plan to rebuild the city, as well as her plan to rebuild the city, had completely won the hearts of the believers scattered all over the world. She sent her trusted cardinals to all over the world to spread the rumors of the ugliness of the former Pope, Jouvancel Sain, and at the same time, to emphasize the splendor of Vieille herself. She gave her support to the congregation by spreading these stories to them. In this way, the Crimean community became more religious than ever before.
Vieille decided that the time had come, and she announced to the whole world that she was going to perform the Zimoke.
The next day, the faithful gathered in the cathedral of Aphrodite. Their eyes were fixed on Vieille, the Pope. More precisely, they could not take their eyes off of her. Vieille's beauty was so radiant.
Vieille looked at each one of the members of the congregation who were in awe of her. When their eyes met hers, some of them involuntarily looked away, others rolled their eyes even more. Vieille enjoys the different reactions of each one of them while the gymnastics is going on.
The Jimorko is carried out in an unhurried manner. In the days of the previous Pope, there were some reactions such as a stirring of the audience depending on the presentation, but this time there were none. No one complained.
Just when Vieille had finished making eye contact with all the congregation, Zimoke was coming to an end. And as if she had been waiting for it, Vieille opened her mouth.
She announced two things. The first was to hold a "conference" here in Aphrodite in two months. This was a bitter memory for the Church of the Crimiana Nation. Many questioned the decision to hold the conference again now. However, their concerns were dispelled by Vieille's voice.
It is true that the prestige of the CHRIMIANA was damaged during the previous conference held in Aphrodite. But can that prestige be left at a loss? I believe that now is the time for us to regain our former glory. The preparations for this are already completed. We have succeeded in developing a special remedy for the leper's disease that is prevalent among the nobility."
A loud groan goes up in the hall. The Leipert's Disease was a disease prevalent among the nobility all over the world for some reason, in which the patients suffered from a severe feeling of collapse, and at the same time, their bodies, especially their limbs, became numb and they had difficulty walking, eventually leading to their death. It was urgent to elucidate the cause of the disease and develop a special remedy, but no country had succeeded in developing such a remedy. However, no country has been able to develop a cure for the disease. If this were true, it would surely be news that would shake the whole world.
The hall was filled with a sense of anticipation that the prestige of the past might be restored once again. Vieille looks on with satisfaction.
"Quiet! ......This is the conference, and we have state guests from all over the world. Please do not behave roughly. I'll ask Cardinal Reingart to take care of the security.
"Please wait!"
Suddenly, someone interrupted Vieille. Interrupting the Pope's words: ....... For the Crimeans, this is an act of impiety. However, the owner of the voice did not show any sign of guilt, but left his seat, and then, with a stately step, walked forward to the front of the stage where Vieille and the others were seated. Then, kneeling on one knee, he bowed reverently.
The man looks up quickly. He is a large man, well over 180 centimeters tall. He has a beard around his mouth and a fearless expression on his face. He replies to Vieille's question with a happy expression on his face.
I would be honored to serve you in this capacity, sir.
No, sir, that would not be possible.
Vieille has a soft expression on her face, but there is a cold light behind her eyes.
"Mr. Rucker, the Kingdom of Subkriner has been of great help to us in our previous expedition to the Kingdom of Burial. We will not bother you again this time.
No, Your Holiness. The Kingdom of Subclina has long served as the spearhead of the Church of Crimiana's armies. His Holiness the Pope said that our army was honored to be the spearhead in the last battle. We are, so to speak, a well-trained army. There is no other army than ours to protect the sovereigns of the nations.
Vieille smiled at Rucker's words.
You are right, sir. There is no other country but yours to spearhead our army. We are deeply grateful to you for your contributions to our religion over the years. But please rest this time. We do not want this to escalate into a conflict.
"Then, at least, I would like to protect His Holiness the Pope's body."
"Thank you very much. Your kindness is all I need. It is true that your personal safety will be assured with Mr. Rucker by your side. But what will the people of other countries think when they see you here? We are simply holding a conference this time. There is no need to provoke other countries unnecessarily.
Rucker slowly stands up and continues to stare at Vieille. A strange silence falls over the hall.
"I am more than happy to devote myself to the service of His Holiness the Pope. Please understand my feelings.
Yes, sir.
I will continue to eliminate those who would harm His Holiness the Pope.
It was as if he were making a declaration to those around him. Rucker bowed reverently and slowly returned to his seat. As Vieille watched, she exhaled slowly, without anyone noticing.
Vieille hated this Rucker physiologically. He reminded her of a king who had once tried to attack her.
A fat man.... His greasy face. And the stench of his breath and body odor that stung his nose. ....... A man who was not in the least bit acceptable as a man. This man violently stripped me naked and almost took control of me. The experience was traumatic and remains a wound in Vieille's heart to this day.
Telling himself that he should not do this, Vieille turned his head to proceed with this Jimorku. .......