The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 521 - 294: An Su Never Talks to Zhang Yu Again_3

The [conferment ceremony] was held in the largest ceremonial hall of the Radiant Cathedral.

If it were a normal award ceremony, An Su would not have been so vigilant. But this time it was extraordinarily grand, first of all, by requisitioning the Ceremony Hall, the last time this hall was used for a ceremony was to appoint a Purple Robed Bishop; secondly, members of the Farlor Royal Family were to attend in a public setting, which showed the significance of their royal presence.

All the citizens of All Farlor were likely waiting for this grand ceremony.

But for An Su, this did not... signify a good thing.

Religion and royal power absolutely cannot be too deeply intertwined.

Princess Cersei was able to become the Imperial Saintess precisely because of her imperial family background; but the reason she was only the Imperial Saintess was also precisely because of her imperial family background.

There were insurmountable boundaries between royal power and divine power, borders that both sides commonly recognized, and all core bishops above the Purple Robed one could not have a background from the Royal Family. If their involvement got too deep, merging politics and religion and even the royal power manipulating divine power, it could lead to irreversible destructive consequences, which historically had occurred.

Based on these historical backgrounds, religious figures must clearly delineate themselves from the secular, particularly from the royal family, especially from politics, which is considered a baseline.

Even if Merlin took bribes from the Princess, it was secretly done, hidden away; in other cases, it would have been done openly and blatantly.

In public, once a saint got involved in political interests, it would become very hard to become a core figure in the Church.

To put it plainly, it involved checking one's background.

In An Su's future plans, if he wanted to reach the highest tier of Nether, he must become the Pope of the Seven Gods; he must balance well the relationship with the royal family. And this time, the imperial family openly awarding An Su, even with Golden Kite Princess personally making it a grand scene, would cause concerned individuals within the Church to harbor suspicions.

It was hard not to infer that this was done intentionally to hype up the situation, deliberately promoting and then sacrificing this rising star.

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In some ways, this also represented a power struggle between secular forces and the religious side.

An Su originally did not want to attend this ceremony, but he had to obtain the Divine-given Title, an aid that did not consume Magic Value. In the high-tier Magic of Saints, where magic consumption is significant, additional magical effects could sometimes turn the tide of battle.

—Therefore, at this critical moment, every word and action had to be careful.

Especially since all of Nether was waiting for him, this 'new star' of the Radiant Holy See.

This calculation will eventually be left for you young people to tackle... Archduke Annand's words echoed in An Su's ears.

He slowly exhauled.

What could be foreseen was that the entire Empire was watching tonight's ceremony; all publications, whether the Imperial Capital Daily or the Evening News, or even newspapers around the world, their front pages were definitely going to have sensational headlines like 'Shocking: The Child of the Curse Ennobled, Presided Over by the Golden Kite Princess herself.'

After all, with such high attention, today's nationally sensational ceremony, no media outlet would overlook it.

Those studying journalism would certainly swoop down like starved sharks, fervently covering tonight's ceremony.

This was all without need for thought or doubt.

The early autumn night breeze blew down the streets of Farlor, the hazy magic street lights lingered at the end of the long street, which was quiet, while farther away the cathedral was brightly lit, swarming with crowds of people, its noise and clamor traveling across several streets, describing it as an empty alley would not be an exaggeration.

An Su and Miss Maid stepped out of their home, facing the late autumn evening breeze, and let Enya buy a copy of tonight's Evening News from a roadside stall, confidently flipping open the front page, casting a casual glance at the headline, which boldly stated:

#Shocking, Sun's Son Conceived, Personally Presided Over by Grand Duke Annand!#