"Then don't you agree in disguise?" Frandivan asked, "Then let me ask, can we all form a church army too?"

"Didn't you just say that you didn't dare to risk everyone's lives, why did you start asking about this so quickly?" Mu Qizhen joked with a smile at Frandiwen.

"You。。。 Frandiwen was choked by Mu Qizhen's sentence and trembled with anger.

"I agree with the formation of an army of the Church because I have heard a little about the situation in the Duchy of Burr. Boto explained to Frandivan and Candulla, and then he looked at Ria, "Are those rich and nobles about to fight?"

Ria nodded, "Anyway, it's a mess. He thought to himself that even if these two groups wanted to coexist peacefully, with Alwyn here, it would be impossible.

"But... Kandullah tried to defend herself, but was interrupted by Boto.

"Actually, what I mean is very simple, it is not yet appropriate to carry out such a revolution in person. "We can have Ria fight a skirmish." If it goes well on his side, it's not too late for us to plan the next steps. ”

It turned out that Boto was in favor of launching such a monstrous revolution, and everyone understood.

"What if it doesn't go well?" asked Frandiwen.

Then it is claimed that there are people who have apostasy and thrown themselves into an unjust war in the name of universality. Hiroto sighed and said, "At that time, you can only take your head out to calm the anger of the people." ”

After hearing this, everyone was silent, and even Meng Pu, who had been recording there, was so frightened that he stopped the movements of his hands.

It turned out that Hiroto had planned it this way, and if Ria succeeded, the others would draw a scoop on the gourd, and if Ria failed, he would be handed over to the people to be angry. It seems that no matter how you look at it, the other four elders of them are not at a loss.

In this case, Frandivan and Candullah are not good at repeatedly obstructing it. The expressions on the faces of the two of them were also much more relaxed.

"Don't blame me," said Hiroto, looking at Ria, "It's up to you to decide whether or not to form a church army." After all, it hasn't started yet, and it's still too late to regret it. ”

"I understand. Ria nodded and said, there was no resentment in her expression, but a sincere face, "If I am unfortunate enough to become a sinner of the church through the ages in the future, I have nothing to say, everything is my own fault." ”

Mu Qizhen sighed, got up and patted Ria on the shoulder.

Hakuto also stood up and hugged Shioria, and whispered in his ear, "I can only help you so much." ”

Ria didn't know what to say, and gave him a grateful look.

In fact, this time she came to Funkran, and she didn't think that anyone would support her.

"Thinking about it carefully, after all, it was my own words that worked, after all, these people still have ambitions, after all, the future of the composition is also quite tempting. He mused.

Frandiwen and Candulla don't really have a big opinion about Ria either. All the arguments at the meeting were just a matter of facts. So when they saw the other two colleagues comforting Ria, they couldn't bear it, but they didn't act for the sake of face.

Eventually, though, the two came over and saluted Ria and said, "Take care." ”

As for the chances of Riya's success this time, the other four elders all had their own judgments. Mu Qizhen is very confident in Ria, Boten thinks success or failure is possible, and Frandiwen and Candulla feel that there is little hope.

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After the meeting ended, Meng Pu finally made up his mind.

He hurried behind Ria and gasped, "Elder Riya, please bring me with you." I am willing to follow you. He knew that Elia's status was not a big deal to transfer a bishop to the southwest.

Ria looked at the young bishop with amazement, then with admiration, "Are you sure you want to bet your future on me?"

"It's not gambling, it's obligation. I feel that as a universal teacher, it is my duty and duty to dedicate and sacrifice for the sake of a free country where all living beings are equal. Meng Pu Zhengse said.

When Ria heard this, she froze.

Only then did he understand why he had come to Funkland.

What is it that haunts him and keeps him awake?

The root cause is that as a universal teacher, the hot current in his heart is driving him to do all this.

Ambition aside, he had to face himself, he was a true universal teacher, so he had to do this.

"Elder, since all people are equal, then I, the bishop, and those priests and congregants are the same, and everyone's future is their future, and whose life is their life

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Life is life, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, and there is no such thing as high or low. Then you should not have any worries if you take me. Meng Pu thought that the god of Leng was hesitating, so he persuaded him.

When Ria heard this, she smiled dumbly and nodded, "In that case, then I'll take you with me." ”

After the Council of the Five Peaks, Ria was made Archbishop in charge of the affairs of the Southwest Diocese, which was already the highest title below the pope.

This instrument of appointment of the church is very eloquent. First, it was to make it easier for Ria in the future. Second, it is also to push Ria to the surface and make his identity real. In the future, if things fail, the church will hand over such a "big man" as Ria to fill the hole.

Having been an elder for so many years, Ria naturally understood the meaning behind this document. He looked at the ecumenical fire paint seal in the lower right corner of the document and smiled bitterly.

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The next day, before rushing back to Zants, Ria had one more thing to do, and that was to visit an old friend of his.

It also happened to give Mengpu a half-day scenery to put a little down. After all, the bishop still had a lot of salutes to bring, and even Ji Ao was sent to help.

So Ria went to the south of Funkran alone.

This time, he did not wear a universal plain robe, but changed into a casual outfit, looking like a well-established art dealer, or the kind from a small place.

Mainly in the southern part of the city, there are a large number of Protestant Saint Christians, and if he wears the robes of the universal religion to go around, he is afraid that he will be blasted out before he has turned a few blocks.

Why?

Because in the south of the city, there are large and small painters, luthiers, and wandering poets... In short, the "art" here is smoky.

In this kind of place, there are usually people from the Protestant Church. Let's put it this way, wherever there is "art" haunting, you can meet the people of the New Holy Church. So this art, the specifications will never be high.

If the Neo-Saints are just vassals and elegant, it is even worse, such as those aristocratic ladies who are full of food and have nothing to do, they like to rely on their aristocratic status the most, pointing fingers at those young people who love art, and putting up a very knowledgeable face. In fact, they don't even know the skin. It's this kind of goods that don't enter the door, but they are all a master's style.

In fact, they came to see sketches and listen to piano music, they came to see these young men.

If it was a handsome guy who was holding the pen there, then they would naturally have some words of praise, not to mention how well the painting was drawn.

If it is those who look average, they will naturally only get some cynicism.

Or maybe it's art that deserves to be liked by the aristocracy. Because most of the young people who are engaged in art work have no character at all. As long as there are aristocratic women who throw their eyes and lean on their breasts, these young people who are painting and singing can close their stalls today.

It's no wonder that the business of hotels in this area is so good.

Ria walked all the way along the artistic Mark Street from the banks of the Funing River, and the words "Yingying Yanyan, you love me" abound. For people of Ria's age, it is natural to be surprised that they have never seen anything.

He turned onto Duanling Street at a lively three-way intersection, lined with small apartments. There is a row that is cloudy all year round, and the sun does not shine, so it looks like the rent should be very cheap.

Ria calmly found the entrance to the apartment, and looking at the mottled hallway, he suddenly thought to himself: "Maybe this is what art looks like behind it." ”

Ascending the stairs to the second floor, Ria stopped in front of an apartment, and without knocking on the door, she pushed the door in.

As he expected, the door was not locked.

In the poorly lit apartment, there is a disgusting smell of alcohol. This is the smell of brandy, whiskey, and Tyrell red wine together, not the aroma of the freshly opened bottle, but the moldy smell of the long-aged remnants at the bottom of the bottle, mixed together, sour and stench, especially in this summer, if it wasn't for Ria's preparation in advance, she would have squatted in the corner and vomited.

God knows how high the concentration of alcohol is in such a tiny room.

"The manuscript is not ready yet, so let's come back in the afternoon. An old man with his head buried in his writing heard footsteps at the door and responded.

"You are ... Haven't slept all night?" Ria fanned the wind with her palms to her nose as she prayed that the wind at the door would quickly blow away the fainting smell of the house.

When the old man heard Ria's voice, he raised his head suddenly, because the glasses that had been on the bridge of his nose had slipped to the wings of his nose due to oiliness, so he looked very funny when he tilted his head to make up the position of the glasses, as if he was looking at Ria with his nostrils.

"How do you have time to come here?"

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He scratched his loose and fluffy hair, as if he were tending to an old mop that had been dried for a long time.

"Thinking of coming and taking you away. Ria said with a smile.

The old man in front of the desk was just about to continue working, but because of Riya's words, he stopped the pen in his hand. He pushed his glasses to the bridge of his nose, looked at him seriously, and then picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip before asking, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to form a church army, so I want to bring you with me. Ria looked at the old man and said calmly.

The old man was so shocked that he dropped the wine glass in his hand to the floor, but it was wooden, and the sound was not loud.

"Such a big move?" asked the old man, stunned for a moment.

"If you are asked to write poetry, I will not be able to come to the door with a shy old face. Ria said with a smile.

"I only heard that there is some chaos in the Duchy of Burr, but I didn't expect that... You're going to go in and get a kick in there?" said the old man, squinting at Ria, then stood up, walked straight to the sofa and sat down. He sat down and patted the back of the back, motioning for Ria to sit down as well.

Ria glanced at the row of empty wine bottles at the foot of the sofa, and waved her hand to "decline" the old man's kindness. Mainly, the suede of the couch was still stained with undried wine, and Ria could imagine what it would be like to sit on it.

"How can I help you?" said the old man, picking up the pipe on the coffee table and lighting it.

Well, this rotten wine and this inferior tobacco, that's really going for Ria's life.

Ria frowned at the spicy and pungent smell of smoke, "If I want to ask you to make a new set of laws, would you be willing to go out to the mountains to help?"

"What are you going to do?" the old man looked at Ria in amazement, and put down the pipe that had just reached his mouth.

"It's a long story, but if you're willing to listen, I'll talk to you slowly on the way back to Zandz. Ria couldn't stand the attack of the mixed taste, and took two steps back towards the door, "Anyway, I met a wonderful young man. ”

"Oh?"

"They said, 'This man is a 'fool.' Ria said with a wonderful face.

"That's interesting. The old man blinked and replied, "The people they don't like have always had an appetite for me." ”

"It should also be to your appetite. After a pause, the old man continued.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ria suddenly, "Wait, you won't just come here for this young man, will you come to Funkland? It's because of him?"

The corners of Ria's mouth curled slightly, and she nodded.

"Well, it really deserves a trip with you. The old man thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"It's more interesting than writing your out-of-tune poems. Ria teased as she glanced at the mess of manuscripts on the desk.

"People always have to eat. Do you expect them to keep me?" replied the old man angrily.

"If you really reach out to the church, they will dare to refuse you?"

"Am I the kind of person who has no skin and no face?" said the old man with a sneer.

Hearing this, Ria sighed, squatted down, picked up a few poems scattered on the ground at the door, and read them carefully. ”

"Shameless literati, just eating with mouths. The old man laughed to himself.

When Ria heard this, she couldn't help but smile too, and whispered in her throat:

"Jiang Shan laughed at me for being too crazy

I can't see through the flowers

A cup of the mirror's flowers, water and moon, and Shao light splashed

Sideburns are not frosted and reminiscing about the past

Dressed in splendid mountains and rivers as robes, but a light glance

Hey, conspiracy, conspiracy, what about me, flick my shoulders

However, Jinghua woke up from a dream, and the tears were still sweet

The old people of the family and the country meet in their dreams

giggle

The old people of the family and the country meet in their dreams

(sighs)

Thousands of mountains travel alone for thousands of miles, and you are alone

No one knows each other, and it's fun

The fly camp dog waved his sleeves

The so-called gods are far away from the sky

Who burns the sky with me in the sea?

。。。 ”

Ria whispered the hymn that Onian sang in the church at that time, although he couldn't sing the indifferent mind and unforgettable pain of Onian, but there was still a sense of vicissitudes, and there was a little confusion about the road ahead.

As soon as it came to poetry, the old man became more and more interested. He savored what Ria had sang, then looked at Ria with a strange look and asked, "The young man you are talking about, or a woman?"

Ria smiled and shook her head, "This is the wife of the relatives that year, improvised and sang." ”

"Is there such a woman in the world?" the old man was stunned and lost his mind for a moment.

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