Whispers Behind the Veil Chapter 142

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The cathedral is brightly lit, with layers of light spots on the very symmetrical structure of the granite floor, illuminating the sacred fruits wrapped in the vine pattern.

The pope’s winter shoulder coat is made of velvet inlaid with mink fur, and the edges are covered with complicated gold threads. The back swing is dragged onto the clean and shiny floor. He wears a triple crown on his head, a white gold holy band on his body, a golden bishop’s scepter in his left hand, and a ruby ring in his right hand, which symbolizes the supreme representative of Christ in the world.

After the trainee was taken to the church by the police officer, the pope finally turned around from the front of the altar.

His front face is the same age as his back, with a layer of soft black hair drooping around his ears, and his immature face is not much bigger than the palm of an adult. A pair of big eyes flicker and flicker, long down eyelashes cover the flashing light inside, like the famous little love cupid in ancient Greek mythology, innocent and innocent.

It seems that the boy is only five or six years old, not to mention wearing a heavy triple crown, even the scepter should be unsteady.

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