Chapter 161: The Church Bell Rings (Part I)

As the Midsummer came to an end, the Church of the Holy Cross in Eberton welcomed a new bishop, a well-known Phanesscist priest from the Duchy of Lothair.

This was a very novel thing in the whole of Ebroden, but something even more shocking to the Ebolden people was yet to come—at the inauguration ceremony of the Bishop of Farnesis, the Bellini family, the only present in the entire Freedom Council, suddenly announced that they would donate all their property in the civil area south of Ebolden to be used by the Holy Cross Church to build churches and build almshouses for the poor.

If this "small money" was not worth mentioning to the Bellini family, who were sitting on the ocean-going caravan, then what happened next was jaw-dropping:

The genius alchemist Alto Bellini, who had just taken over the family from his uncle who had died unexpectedly and became the head of the Bellini family, donated all his research efforts, the research formula and all the results of the Holy Blood Elixir, to the Holy Cross Church in Eberton for free.

In recognition of such a pious act of the Bellini family, Bishop Farnesis announced on the spot that from now on, the Holy Cross Church will maintain its holy and pure status, no longer directly receive any form of money, and the "church tax" paid by the Free Council of Ebolden will be all entrusted to the Bellini family to manage and operate, and at the same time bear all the expenses of the Ebotden Church.

The whole of Ebolden was stunned!

Since the official inauguration of this pious bishop of Fanescre, the Church of the Holy Cross in Ebolden has changed overnight - it is no longer the dispensable, complete decoration of the church, which only returns once on Sunday to pretend to be;

And Aalto Bellini, who suddenly "switched sides", also brought a lot of wealth and opportunities to the Holy Cross Church - as representatives of merchants, the Bellini family controlled ocean-going caravans and a large number of workshops...... More importantly, it is the right to speak in the free parliament.

Within a week, with the help of the Bellini family and their followers, the Free Council passed two bills almost in the face of an outcry from the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower—first, to open absolute missionary rights to the Church, and second, to open the diocesan leadership.

The former was to ensure that any movement of the Church in Eboden would not be restricted, and the latter was to allow the Holy Cross Church in Eboden, like other principalities, to have a certain number of armed men.

For the wizarding city of Ebolden, the result is devastating - the stronghold of the wizarding world is finally about to fall under the light of the Holy Cross.

All this is a lesson from the past, but the nobility of the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower and the Free Council are not very worried, the law can be changed overnight, and the establishment of prestige and prestige will take a long time to accumulate, and if you want to reverse the status of the Holy Cross Church in Ebolden, it cannot be changed by one or two bills.

But Phanescis still has one more card, the Holy Blood Elixir.

After obtaining the potion formula, with the resources and sufficient manpower provided by the Bellini family, and the churches in most of the Holy Cross Church in Eberton, it only took one week to mass-produce the "shrunken version" of the Holy Blood Elixir, and distribute it to all devout believers free of charge at the entrance of each church.

Phanescis's plan was clear, the civilian area south of the city was half the size of the whole of Ebroden, and the number of civilians accounted for three-quarters of the whole of Ebroden, and as long as they could get their love, the Holy Cross Church could regain a foothold in this blasphemous city!

The love and support of the common people is the real trump card of the Holy Cross Church, and it is also something that the wizards can never hope for - what they are exposed to is destined to be respected and revered at best, and not loved by the believers like the priests of the Church.

In the south and west of the city, there were long queues outside the doors of each of the dilapidated or ornate churches, crowded with the faithful of the Holy Cross who had never been devout in the city, looking desperately inside with expectant faces.

The priests and nuns, who had changed from decadence to kindness and gentleness, also distributed vials containing "Holy Blood Elixir" to everyone who was willing to worship in church.

The only price is the insignificant phrase "May the Holy Cross bless us who are lowly." ”

With just one sentence, they can get the medicine that can cure all diseases, heal old wounds, and revive stumps - countless dying patients, disabled beggars, destitute homeless, dying old people, just drink that drop of medicine, and instantly regain their lives!

One by one, the poor and grateful, knelt down in front of the church door, telling their tragic stories to everyone who came close, thanking the Holy Cross for the miracle that they could live like able-bodied people again.

Of course, they may never know how "incredible" the potions they call "miracles" are.

That's definitely not just a cure for their "disease......

Wandering through the gardens of the Corona Mansion, Loren looked at the small bottle in his hand, gently uncorked it, and let the bright red liquid spill on the lawn beneath his feet, staining the young green grass a dark red.

Although it was only a small action, the black-haired wizard did it extremely seriously, as if it was some kind of special ritual, and he didn't even notice the white-haired girl approaching behind him.

"Do you care about that?"

Ariel asked softly as she walked behind Loren, her weak, boneless arms wrapped around his waist from behind him—even through his clothes, the black-haired wizard could feel the coldness of his limbs.

"Do you care? Just two weeks ago, I almost lost my life to this thing. Loren didn't look back, and chuckled indifferently: "And now, almost all over the street, you can get it by just looking for a church, how can you not care?"

"So dear Loren is satisfied?" a soft voice, the girl behind him gently rubbed his back with her little head: "Now you are safe, and you have got what you want, don't be nervous, you can let down your guard in front of Ariel." ”

"yes, it's time to pay off the debt. With a bit of self-deprecation, Loren looked back slightly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth:

"Having come full circle, I think it's time for you to tell me what you want, though I think I might have vaguely guessed a little. ”

"Oh?" a slight smile appeared on the girl's pale face, as if she was expecting it, and hugged Loren harder, "Do you want to guess what Ariel wants......

"First of all, your identity, I thought about it for a long time...... You know Asrael, and you know who he is—but as far as I know, it's almost impossible, and not many people are familiar with the legend, even in Lothair. ”

Loren turned around with an indifferent expression, and calmly pressed Ariel's unbearable waist with his right hand, the silky, delicate and cold touch was not enough to describe it with shock:

"So, I'll assume that you may have met another elf who knew Asrael, or some other devil or god, after all, I had already met an old acquaintance of his, and perhaps the ancient gods knew each other well.

But you are different, Miss Ariel, and you are very jealous of Asrael, which is the biggest difference I have ever seen and understood—fear may be normal, after all, how can a mortal not feel fear in front of an evil god, but fear and threat...... That's a completely different emotion. ”

"Why do you care about this?" the girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her lovely eyes softened: "Don't you feel it yet......?"

The girl was suddenly speechless, because a right hand restrained her soft neck, and the joint against her throat could break the delicate neck at any time.

"I'm sorry, because I hate being tricked, and I hate being in situations that I don't know anything about. Loren's expression cooled down little by little:

"Let me make another guess - you also know exactly what will happen to Ebolden next, especially in the civilian areas south of the city that are covered by the Holy Blood Elixir!"