His fifteenyearold illegitimate daughter, who had only been studying theology for two months, was debating with the Apostle of Asereto in front of everyone!
Cardinal de Mare, who had been biting his nails, called the priests to pull Ariadne out and apologize to the Apostle of Asereto for causing a disturbance.
Bang!
The main entrance to the stomach of the ship opened with a loud noise. Those who opened the giant wooden door were wearing small triangular white hats.
Someone recognized the unusual white hat and the black cross pattern on the sash over the priest’s robe and cried out.
“It’s the Inquisition!”
The direct inquisitors of the Holy See were kicking down the front door of the San Ercole Cathedral. About fifty sturdy priests in the uniform of the Holy See marched in.
Cardinal de Mare, greatly taken aback by the arrival of priests from other dioceses, who were not under his authority, into his territory, the San Ercole Cathedral, rushed forward.
“What is happening now!”
“Cardinal de Mare, we have come from Trevoro on the orders of Pope Ludovico to execute the heretics!”
The leading inquisitor looked around arrogantly and made a proclamation with force in his belly.
“Where is the sinner Priest Alejandro!”
It was a reference to the Apostle of Asereto. Finally, a crack appeared on the face of the Apostle of Asereto, who was still preaching while arguing with Ariadne in the center of the main altar.
“Catch him!”
Wow!
At the command of the lead inquisitor, his priests rushed out, forced the Apostle of Asereto on the central altar to kneel down, and tied his hands behind his back.
The Inquisitor climbed to the top of the central altar, and on the contrary, the Apostle of Asereto was dragged down below, and their positions were reversed.
The head inquisitor began to read the scroll in his hand.
“Hear, sinner! The Trevoro Council, held in the year 1122 of the Continental Calendar, has drawn the most thoughtful theological conclusion after fair discussion.”
Asereto’s apostle, who sensed his fate, began to struggle. The sturdy priests who suppressed him clenched their teeth and subdued his resistance.
“We declare that the Asereto school, which denies that the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are one, has misinterpreted the correct interpretation of the Holy Scriptures and is a heresy! The monstrous sinner, Priest Alejandro, who has misled the public and committed the sin of deception, is stripped of his priesthood and sentenced to excommunication on this spot!”
‘Excommunication…!’
‘My God…!’
Excommunication was a social death sentence. Now, no believer in the Holy Spirit could have any social relations with the Apostle of Asereto, no, the excommunicated Alejandro.
The merchant who sells him food, the innkeeper who provides accommodation, all would become sinners in the sight of God. He was no longer allowed to live anything but the life of a natural person, wandering the mountains and valleys.
“Furthermore!”
The blade of the Inquisitor was harsh.
“Anyone who was a follower of the Asereto sect and does not change his opinion will be excommunicated with the heretic Alejandro, and anyone who helps Alejandro, spiritually or materially, will be guilty of a sin equivalent to excommunication! Ludovico, the Pope!”
A parchment, signed in red ink by Pope Ludovico, was rolled ominously by the heretic judge, who then turned to look at Cardinal de Mare.
“Cardinal de Mare, you will also have to be held accountable for the situation where the heretic Alejandro was preaching boldly in your cathedral.”
Cardinal de Mare’s bright green eyes were dyed with surprise.
‘I was fooled!’
From the beginning, the fact that the Apostle of Asereto came to San Carlo was due to Pope Ludovico. The papal office even kindly designated the date the Apostle would visit San Carlo.
Cardinal de Mare accepted this without refusal, thinking it was merely a trick to prevent him from attending the Trevero Council. However, it was clear that Pope Ludovico had calculated everything, including connecting the excommunication of the Apostle of Asereto and the Cardinal as cooffenders in the incident.
“Judge, there seems to be some misunderstanding. The Apostle of Asereto is not the one I called…..”
Though he knew it would not be accepted, Cardinal de Mare made an excuse in a servile tone to the heretic judge, his eyes rolling round and round.
What could work? Bribery? Plea? If he seemed like a direct subordinate dispatched with a secret order from the Pope, then nothing would work. Would he too be excommunicated?
In the midst of his burning thoughts, a small warmth entered his left hand and calmly held his hand tightly. It was Ariadne.
The girl with black hair gently but firmly checked the heretic judge.
“Your Honor, please hear me out for a moment.”
The heretic judge sneered.
“Well, whose child is this young lady here to dare to interrupt the conversation of the elders who have the authority to interpret the words of the Lord without knowing the subject?”
All eyes in the assembly were on them.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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