In the ceremony, under the gaze of all, Bishop Denis blessed the city, blessed the common folk, and also blessed the Emperor who ruled Danschel. Shouts of all kinds filled every corner of the city during this boisterous event.
Bishop Denis raised his hand to the crowd, sending his blessings to them. The feeling of being praised by thousands was exhilarating—ah, it was indeed a beautiful day. If only he could visit Meloslo's home tonight, that persistent lady would surely bestow upon him the most ardent of kisses; this was the happiness that God intended to grant him.
Amidst the bustling throng, Bishop Denis saw some tenants jostling to the front, waving and cheering at him, which made him exceptionally pleased. He knew these tenants were farmers from the Church's estates, and also from his own private land. Once today was over, he would reduce their taxes—oh, how merciful he was.
