On the Long Beach Wharf in Brast Harbour, the guards, who had arrived in such a hurry that their dresses were not smoothed, were divided into two columns with restless expressions. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info none of them really knew what kind of big man was in that colorful clipper boat under the docks.

It stands to reason that this is the etiquette used by the new archbishop to take office. But the arrival of the Archbishop of Lutriland is not even ten years, not even five years is enough: at this moment he suddenly says that he will be replaced, if either the Archbishop of Lutriland has committed something or something has gone wrong on the side of the church.

But either way, it doesn't sound like a good thing.

"The archbishop is here!"

The guards, whose minds were full of doubts, immediately stood up straight. The Archbishop of Lutriland, who got off in the richly decorated carriage, also looked solemn, and walked straight to the causeway without any red tape.

"Cheer me up! The ship was filled with the big men of the Church, bigger than the archbishop! ”

These guards were not "in-force" personnel, but natives of the Bahivita continent. The branches of the Bilunar Church did manage to streamline their personnel in this regard, but the result was that the guards were very unprofessional in performing their functions as honor guards.

"How big?" Some of the ignorant guards also raised the question without interest.

"You don't have to know how big it is!" The clergyman who was in the know of Lutriland disgruntled the guard's question. "Stand up obediently and take your wages!"

Among these locally recruited guards were spies sent by the nations of the continent of Bahivita to get first-hand information about the Church. What's next for the church? Which country would be the next step for the Church? This is all information that the various separatist forces are eager to know.

If something goes wrong in the church, all nations need is to act quickly. If the archbishop is replaced, then the corresponding "invisible bribe" and "full cooperation" are naturally indispensable. If there is a conflict within the church, then these countries will not miss the opportunity to use their meager influence to infiltrate the internal political situation of the Bimonthly Church.

After decades of war, there seems to be no large-scale fighting on the borders of the separatist powers. But this is not the result of the rulers of the countries who have become tired of war and have chosen peace - it is because after many years of war, the border has stabilized, and the cost and cost of changing it is very high.

To this day, there is a lord, the Grand Duke, the king who dares to claim that he has not expanded his territory and fiefdom, or even the idea of unifying the whole continent and ascending to the supreme throne? It's not that they don't want to do it, but they don't have the strength to do it, so they just put on a posture of silence.

The balance now needs to be broken by a strong external force, which is now no longer possible from within their own borders, but only by a change in the policies of the Bimonthly Church. The warlords knew that the only Bilunar Archbishop on the continent of Bahivita could completely lead the situation on the continent in the direction he wanted. Therefore, if you want to achieve hegemony, you must first get rid of the church - this has become the consensus of the warlords. If you can win the full support of the Church of the Two Moons, just like the Elta Empire-Siravia Dynasty in the north, then it will not be so difficult to follow the successful route of Siravia and unify the entire continent.

While the former rulers of Elta are trying to break free from the control of the Church, the warlords here are doing everything they can to get close to the Church of the Two Moons, and what seems to be contradictory behavior is actually directed towards profit. And the first step to monopolizing the interests of Bahivita on the continent is to be the first to understand what is sacred on the white clipper.

"Good boy, that's really the banner of the gods of the world."

On the moored clipper that the Archbishop of Lutriland was watching, the two flags tied to an ornate scepter were particularly clear. That's right, that's the personal flags of Ucrochatia and Noy Isas. The latter is a genuine product that has been carried in his backpack, while the former flag is a replica made by the Chinese side according to the description of Eucrochatia after analyzing the fabric and embroidery patterns of the flag in the hands of Neuesas, claiming to be "more real than the real thing".

Naturally, Archbishop Lutriland could not see any difference in color between modern synthetic dyes and the genuine goods restricted by the Bilunar Church. What's more, under the banner of one truth and one falsehood, there is a "god of the world" who stands like a fake.

As the quay bridge brought by the traffic boat was firmly erected on the pier, two figures, a man and a woman, gradually appeared in front of everyone along the quay bridge. Archbishop Lutriland wiped his eyes, looked at the two figures fixedly, and then took the lead and knelt down on one knee, completely reining in his usual majesty.

Ukrosatia's words, Lutriland had seen several times during the audience. For some reason, he didn't have much of an impression of Ucrochatia other than his face; As for Neuesas, who was beside Yucrochatia, Lutrilan had only met once at a temple feast—but that time was enough to impress him.

"Yes...... Is it a god in this world? ”

"Is it a servant of God? ……”

The moment the Archbishop of Lutland knelt down on one knee to descend the supreme rite, half of the guards on the causeway understood perfectly. If the liturgy is used by the theoretically most authoritative human beings of the Bilunar Church, that is, the archbishops, then there is only one object of acceptance, and that is "the only agent of the true God in this land", that is, "the God of this world".

Looking at the crowd kneeling down on one knee on the causeway reflected on the big screen in front of him, the commander-in-chief of the operation breathed a sigh of relief. To complete the transformation of the church's overseas institutions, it is necessary for this group of people to recognize the authority of the present God. The commander-in-chief did not have a plan to use force to deter and let the gods of the world show their abilities, but it was obvious that such a quick recognition would be the best outcome for the branch of the Double Moon Church in the Bahivita continent and for the Chinese on this side.

Behind Ucrochatia and Noyesas, they were followed by several Chinese dressed in hooded costumes of the Inquisition. Yellow skin is a cause for attention and confusion, but the Inquisition's masked cape solves this problem - this kind of clothing used to conceal the identity of the executor during interrogation and investigation, combined with sunglasses and white gloves, can cover all physical and facial features in front of the vast majority of people, and is not aesthetically pleasing, so it became the first choice of the operation.

As for their identities, anyone with even the slightest knowledge would be terrified at the sight of the Inquisition's emblem on the cloak and the richly decorated saber in their hands, and who would dare to investigate their true identity? I'm afraid it's too late to hurry up and get out of the way, where will anyone want to die and want to have something to do with the sword of the church?

Needless to say, this is another masterpiece cultivated by Uffy Mondrich, the "anti-bone boy of the church". Familiar with the details of the various rules of the Inquisition, he not only brought out this group of "subordinates" with special training, but also personally led the team in formal attire at this time.

With more than a dozen people gathered like this, the carriage brought by the Archbishop of Lutriland must not have been able to sit down. Fortunately, the big guy Ofer Mondrich also waved his hand and said that he was not picky, so he found another big carriage to sit on, and let the guards crowd around and go towards the church of the Two Moons Church.

At the same moment when the horse neighed under the whip and advanced, the unmanned reconnaissance plane that had taken off with a gunpowder catapult on the liberation ship of the Xinsheng also flew directly above the convoy and began to circle around the convoy's route under the clouds.

Since it has crossed the equator, Brast Harbor at this time is in late autumn, and the sky is high and cloudy. The road and streets under the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft are more clear, which saves the Chinese personnel holding portable tactical terminals in the caravan the risk caused by additional probes.

And in the middle of the ranks, a sneaky guard didn't even know that his actions were clearly seen by the Heavenly Eye under the clouds. Deliberately stepping on the laces, he first dodged out of the queue and pretended to squat to collect the laces of his leather boots, and then turned his back to the team and took out the charcoal pen and note hidden on his body, and wrote a few words on them crookedly.

After the shoelaces were tied, the note was naturally held in his hand. After a seemingly casual wave of his hand, the note rolled to the door of an inconspicuous cheese shop on the side of the road.

The shopkeeper, who was watching the bustle in front of the store in a long-sleeved coat, only glanced at the guard, but was not in a hurry to pick up the ball that was slightly smaller than a glass marble. He first gently controlled it under the sandal's board as if he had changed positions, and then little by little he carefully stepped back, rolling backwards with the paper ball.

When the guards were gone, the cheese shop owner looked around before lifting the heel of his sandal, and then naturally held the paper ball in the palm of his hand. Walking into the door of the store and unfolding the note, the shopkeeper couldn't help but be taken aback.

"The gods of this world?" Afraid of making a mistake, he quietly read the contents of the note three times. "Or two? Awesome, my brother! ”

There is no time to question, let alone doubt. There is no doubt that his brother is closer to the Church of the Two Moons than he is. When he had finished reading the note, the shopkeeper threw it into the blazing fire in the corner. It won't be long before the note written in charcoal and the leakage of information by the guards will be wiped out, and the news of the arrival of distinguished guests from the Bahweta continent and even the Duchy of Rolluli will be the first to be grasped by a certain kingdom in the center of the continent.

The cheese shop owner's donkey started quickly under the pat of the owner, and a new round of open and secret battles in the Bahivita continent also began.