At the height of the sun, the holy city of Frankfurt was already covered in a silvery white halo.

The earth is nourished by light, radiating a soft glow like jade. People are dressed in formal attire, draped in pure white cloaks with bizarre abstract patterns painted on the back, and cut vertically from the back of the neck to the end of the cloak.

To describe it, the pattern resembles a long-handled scepter.

The scepter was wrapped in thorny chains that spread out like wings on either side of the scepter. At the tip of the scepter, it is decorated with a slender cross, just like Roland's scepter.

Above the scepter, an eye-like mysterious pattern floats, wrapped in a concentric ring surrounded by chains that spread out to the sides.

It was the emblem of the Three Saints, plus the scepter that symbolized Roland.

That is the believer of Saint Laurent—the believer who practices the Three Holy Rites in parallel, who believes in the righteousness of the world, and who keeps Roland's "Commandments".

They are witnesses to miracles.

They called themselves the Commandment Keepers, the first orthodox believers of the new generation to believe in the Three Saints and Roland.

"Listen to the commandments of Saint Laurent, for he will speak the most beautiful things! He opened his mouth to speak of righteousness—"

Guderian's old, majestic voice sounded above.

He was the presiding officer of the congregation.

The faithful of Roland attend the weekly congregation as presiding officer, which is only possible in the capacity of bishop or above. In the local churches, the priests could not hold the congregation in the form of a half-sentence or presiding over it, but could only call themselves "servants of Saint Laurent" and "heralds of holiness", and held the congregations as spectators of the congregation.

And to be able to preside over the congregation in Frankfurt, the city of the highest and most sacred miracles, his status is beyond doubt.

That is a right that only the Supreme Bishop can have.

Half a year has passed, and the theocracy has changed. Although Guderian did not become the pope he longed for, he was still the supreme bishop after Roland. And compared to half a year ago, when he was the Supreme Bishop of Tyre, he is obviously much younger now.

Compared to the likes of Dodo and Gahalad, he may not be so devout to Tyre and Roland, or even to the Three Sages. But he is the one who knows best how to run the Holy See and how to train believers. It can be said that Tyre's church can hold on, except for the inhumanly powerful Jupiter IV, more than eighty percent of the rest of the credit will be taken by him alone.

Although Guderian had neither strength nor prestige, he was the most powerful heart of an administrative system, a roaring engine. Roland had no doubt that if Guderian had chosen to enter politics when he was young, he would have been able to achieve a position above 10,000 people under one person.

As long as there is Guderian, it is enough. Even if his loyalty is not guaranteed as much as Cyra's, but with Cyra and Claudia there, there is no need to worry that he will usurp power while Roland is gone.

Standing on a high platform made of oak branches, Guderian held Roland's "Commandments" in his hand and shouted to the faithful with a melodious and powerful voice, like the chanting of an old ballad, or like an opera from a troupe: "As we have seen, the land is filled with the glory of Saint Laurent from now on, and his glory covers the heavens, and his praise fills the earth—"

"—he's the king of the earth!"

"Exactly! Precisely! ”

The crowd shouted in unison, as if they had been rehearsed.

"Saint Laurent gives us the land that belongs to him, just as we give wealth to future generations. He has blessed the land and made it prosperous. Those who sow with tears will reap with joy! He who goes out with tears will bring back the sheaves with joy! ”

"Praise him for the miracles of Saint Laurent, and praise him for his great beauty!"

"Believe that Yves Saint Laurent will put an end to hunger and injustice. He will forgive us as we forgive others. ”

"Therefore shout the name of Saint Laurent, praise him with the instruments of the strings, praise him with the sound of the trumpet, praise him with the loud cymbals, and praise him with loud prayers—"

Guderian said, raising his hands and looking down at the believers.

All the believers stretched out their right hands at the same time, connecting them in the forehead, throat and heart, and then placed them on their left shoulders.

It is a ritual of worship in Yves Saint Laurent. It means to dedicate one's soul, life and will to Saint Laurent and never turn back.

"Yves Saint Laurent, Holy Laurent!"

Everyone spoke at the same time and shouted in unison: "Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! ”

"—Yves Saint Laurent, holy!"

Eventually, the ceremony ended with seven consecutive praises. All those who participated in the congregation left in an orderly manner.

Guderian breathed a sigh of relief, slowly descended from the seven-foot platform, and walked back to the cathedral on foot under the escort of the knights.

Although in his capacity, even in the Holy Land, there was no big problem in riding in a carriage, Guderian, who had always adhered to the motto "Be cautious in what he says and do", would not do anything out of laziness.

He knows who he is.

How he got to the position of supreme bishop, how he could keep it - all this Guderian remembered by heart.

Even though Her Highness and Lord Cyra had teleported out of the cathedral with the help of the young wizard last week, there were at least two wizards in the cathedral, one old and one young, and a necromancer named Toto who was Roland. As long as these people are still around, Guderian will never show any tricks.

But just as he entered the cathedral, Guderian saw an unexpected person.

"Chrysses?"

It was an old man who could only be described as shriveled. His hair was a dull gray, his sockets were sunken, his eyes were shaking like restless rodents, and his shoulders were stiff. It's like an old man who has aged to the point of being stupid, looking straight at somewhere, muttering something in his mouth.

After hearing Guderian's shout, he slowly turned his stiff neck and stared at Guderian with a moist and sticky smile: "Ah...... Your Excellency Supreme Bishop Guderian, may Saint Laurent watch over you. ”

He is Bishop of Chrisses, former Cardinal of Tyre, and a fanatic of Tyre.

He is a remnant of the old times.

Ever since Tyre's followers and the Templars were almost completely accepted by Roland, Guderian and other cardinals of Tyre have felt a hairy feeling in their hearts.

At the time, everyone thought that he would rush forward and try to die with Roland, or secretly kill Guderian and others who betrayed the glory of Tyr.

However, Crieses did not do this.

As if he was truly intimidated by Roland's great miracles, he reverently submitted his faith to Roland.

There is no doubt that none of the cardinals of Tyre believed his nonsense. But whether it is the detection of pious magic or the verification of witchcraft that perceives lies, it is concluded that he sincerely believes in Roland. And they are limited to their own positions, and they cannot report their former colleagues. That's all there is to it.

After Guderian was appointed Supreme Bishop by Roland, he tried Crieses several times. But he pretended to be crazy and stupid. As a bishop without a church, Chrysses had no rights and no obligations, and Guderian did not see him for months.

Even this was the first time he met Chrisses since Roland left Bansa.

Chriss, who had been hiding from him for months, reappeared in front of him, but Guderian's heart immediately swelled up with deep dissatisfaction and disgust.

- If nothing else, as Chriss, he shouldn't have the right to enter the cathedral.

"Who brought you in, Chriss?"

Guderian frowned, resisting the desire to stay away from this shriveled and filthy old man, and asked coldly.

A vague premonition came to his mind. (To be continued.) )