Chapter 416: The price of the double watch is that I can't think of the name of the chapter......
Since that day's argument between prayers, the tide has not taken a turn for the worse, and Sigma has not made any major moves.
Although the temple is attacked every now and then, it is nothing to the Holy See, which has awakened all the war potential and brought out all the centuries of heritage, after transforming into an icy war machine, the power of Cloudsdale is increasing every day, and the knights who have obtained new holy weapons are constantly familiar with new ways of fighting, and their combat effectiveness is obviously enhanced, enough to deal with all attacks from the temple.
In this case, the dark creatures led by Sigma have no need to intervene, and even the skills and experience possessed by Sigma himself will no longer be useful after the people gradually evacuate.
After all, the tricks of magic bombs and toxin attacks are indeed enough to deter and kill civilians, but for heavily armed clergy, they are really nothing.
In other words, the situation has developed to this point, Sigma's role in counter-terrorism has been minimal, and everyone has underestimated the true strength of the Holy See, and if this behemoth is serious, it seems that no one needs help.
…… The premise is that they have to find the light of destruction before Advent Day.
Yes, although most of the city's inhabitants have been moved out, and although the area has been steadily resisted by one attack after another, even though the clergy have searched every inch of land, every suspicious place, there is no shadow of the light of destruction, the Council of Cardinals has been transformed into a wartime high command, and the cardinals meet several times a day, and even invite the master alchemists and the experts of destruction as advisers. But a qiē quarrel and resolution are useless.
Even a knowledgeable alchemist, even a ruining expert who knows the art of destruction. They don't have a clue about destroying something like the light of miè, after all, you can't force them to explain something that has no idea...... They don't even want to believe that there really is such a thing as a light in this world. An alchemy bomb that could raze an entire city in the clouds? How could that kind of thing exist, if there was such a thing, then the pattern of human beings would have changed a long time ago!
The clergy also wanted to believe that there was no such thing as destroying the light of the miè - but the great offensive launched by the Temple was still in their minds, and in the cautious attitude of believing it rather than not, the clergy persisted, not to mention whether it was His Majesty Clemand as acting pope, or Sigma, who was very active in these days. They all insist that the light of destroying miè does exist, and it must be found, otherwise Cloudsdale will face the crisis of ruining miè.
"I heard that the quarrel was fierce...... The archbishops resolved that in three days' time, one of the qiē non-combatants in Cloudsdale would be completely withdrawn, and that all the clergy in the battle sequence would conduct a large-scale carpet search of Cloudsdale, but they were not optimistic. After days of intense fighting, Sigma and Kelly got together. A tired heart needs support and comfort, and although there are some words that must never be spoken, it is enough to see familiar faces.
Although most of the people in Cloudsdale have been evacuated. The bustling shopping streets are empty, but the shops facing the clergy still exist, and most of the stubborn bosses are retired clergy or people with close ties to the Holy See. They decided to stay until the end and guard the holy city they loved in their own way.
Sigma communicates with Gilly. Getting information.
He almost tore his face with Clement that day, but in the end because of each other's concerns. Wisely keeping the last layer of window paper, and despite any actions taken by Clement afterwards, Sigma was still targeted both openly and covertly - most importantly, a decision and discussion at the top of Cloudsdale had begun to keep it a secret from him.
He went to inquire about a few of the big red robes who had a good impression of him, but received a polite and tactful refusal - although the old people were sincere and modest, and expressed their sincere gratitude to Sigma for what he had done, they refused to reveal any more information to the necromancer, and hinted that Cloudsdale was about to usher in the most dangerous moment, and if the Temple could not be stopped, the Holy City would most likely be in danger of being destroyed, and in this case, it would be inappropriate for Sigma to stay here.
Each of the bishops gave a similar answer, very sincere, very kind, they thought from Sigmar's point of view, thought for him, thought for him, and sincerely persuaded him to leave the Holy See - the Temple had begun to do everything, the crisis had not yet dissipated, the clouds of war hung over Cloudsdale, and every clergyman was ready to sacrifice...... But they would never allow a good friend who had helped them so much to die here, he was not a priest, he had no such duties and responsibilities, and besides, he was the brightest rising star in the Realm of the Dead.
"If you are damaged in Cloudsdale, even if the Holy City is saved in the end, the consequences will be beyond our reach...... Sigmar, you have done enough for us, and we do not want you to remain in danger. The big red coat who said this was very kind, his gray beard was well groomed, and his eyes shone with sincerity and love, "To be honest, I didn't have a good opinion of necromancers before, but now I confess that I was once blinded by prejudice and arrogance. In this world, there is a necromancer with a noble soul like you, which I could not have imagined before. But now we see things that we have never seen before, and necromancers and priests can be friends...... We have been watching your efforts, even if the holy city is ruined, we will never forget what you have done. ”
Sigma heard things like that many times.
Later, every day he was visited by several highly respected clergymen, all of whom were noble and respectable old men who had followed the path of Light for most of their lives, whom Sigma respected and appreciated, and each said many words of thanks, thanking Sigma for his efforts to improve relations between the Dead Realm and the Holy See of Light—and then, without exception, tactfully asking Sigma to return to Atlas to play with the bone frame as soon as possible.
All the subtext can be roughly summed up in one sentence - if your old man kneels in Cloudsdale, then no matter whether the Holy City is bombed or not, the Holy See will be finished. We really can't carry this pot.
Necromancers understand their concerns, and they understand their feelings. I know more that everyone's words come from the heart, whether from the point of view of the Holy See or from our own point of view. They didn't want Sigma to stay in the increasingly dangerous city of Cloudsdale...... But he could almost be sure that behind this sincere gratitude and sincere persuasion, there must have been a hidden back that was constantly smiling, and this sudden qiē was full of conspiracy.
It's the old boy Clement.
In this way, he wants to use guò to squeeze Sigma out of Cloudsdale.
After all, after that day's speeches and battles, Clement's prestige in Cloudsdale had soared to its zenith, from the ordinary believers to every cardinal, everyone trusted him and revered him. It is believed that this guardian, who has long lived in the shadow of the Holy See, has stepped forward in times of crisis, showing his talent and determination in line with his status and position, and protecting the Holy See in the face of danger.
Such a person decided to stand up and become an idol when Cloudsdale was facing a crisis...... Phew, the man who became the acting pope has too much appeal.
He only needed a hint at the cardinal synod to talk about Sigma's warnings, his request for Atlas's assistance, and his many proposals in the face of the Templar attack. Rise up in the Iron Prison of Thorns, and be a wonderful example in the dark clouds crushing the city - think about it, a necromancer, in order to protect the Holy See. Without being sent by anyone, he traveled thousands of miles to Cloudsdale. Without self-interested motives, he made it his mission to protect the Holy City. What kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism, the spirit of lightism. The spirit that every clergyman is to learn.
After brushing Sigma's prestige and favorability to the top, he focused on the crisis this time, the all-encompassing temple, the threat of destroying the light of Miè, and under this increasingly strong threat, the pressure on Sigma, a high-level necromancer, will also increase...... While all clergy should be prepared to sacrifice, Sigma is not a clergyman.
If he were to be in danger in Cloudsdale, or even to die unfortunately, it would be enough grief for every priest to do...... They lost a good friend. What's more, this kid's identity is too sensitive, and if Atlas's future star dies in Cloudsdale for no apparent reason, the Holy See of Light will be extremely passive in the future.
You know, there seem to be quite a few radicals in the necromancer community who hate the priesthood, and their future Necromantic King died in Cloudsdale, do you think they would believe that Sigma was killed by the Temple?
It is foreseeable that as long as this sentence is spoken, the last group of big red protagonists will be moved-most of the bishops who were born in the blackfriars are radicals in the Holy See, and the kind that looks extremely unpleasant to the necromancers, pushing themselves and others, if the young people they have vigorously cultivated and are qualified to compete for the papal position die in Atlas, and the necromancers claim to be the hands of the Temple, which has absolutely nothing to do with us, then most of the cardinals will not believe it.
As a result, a consensus was reached - let Sigma, who is no longer able to play much role but has an extremely sensitive and tricky identity, leave Cloudsdale as soon as possible, and not be involved in this increasingly dangerous situation.
And just like that, Clement made his counterattack...... There was no conspiracy or calculation, not even a personal end, he just used the exact facts and true truth, and through his current huge appeal and influence, to persuade Sigma to leave, and wanted to squeeze the necromancer out of Cloudsdale.
Once Sigma leaves Cloudsdale, there is so little he can do.
As a response to Sigma's story, Clement's counterattack was bright and full of scheming, which made Sigma unstoppable, and the acting Pope told Sigma with ironclad facts - I am not just a circus master who performs magic in the biggest theater, this theater is actually Lao Tzu's property, no matter what plans and conspiracies you have, as long as you get out completely, there is nothing you can do! Because this is my territory!
"I really know how to play...... Sigma snorted and sneered, "First pretending to be loyal, then killing and decisively cutting down the traitorous ministers, and then killing the loyal ministers with a single blow, and finally flipping the table and jumping back, to face the lord head-on, this kind of change, easy to come by, really know the way of soldiers......"
Completely unable to understand what Sigma was saying, Gilly rolled her eyes and said, "Can you please stop saying strange things all the time...... Also, haven't you recently had a better relationship with the Acting Pope? Why do you have to ask me for information? Again...... Hmph, I heard that you have been very close to Lord Helena of the Inquisition Office these days, is there anything she will not sue you? ”
Smelling this sour smell, Sigma glanced at Jili in confusion, and a blonde Helena's convex figure came to mind, and he was very impressed by the shameless amount of milk of a mature woman, and then he understood...... Kielie presumably has a definite hostility towards all women bigger than her breasts.
The necromancer sighed, "In that case, the women of the whole world will be hated by you......"
"Don't act like I'm the only woman in the world with the smallest boobs!"
After a few words of sarcasm and sarcasm, Sigma sighed and told Gilly about the problems she had recently...... It doesn't hurt to say this, with the brains and IQ of the Yellow Paladin, it is impossible to deduce from this reasonable thing that Clement is calculating Sigma - in fact, Gilly, like all priests, is full of respect and gratitude for Clement today, and will not have the slightest suspicion.
Clement did seize the opportunity and succeeded in establishing enough prestige and prestige in the hearts of all the clergy, and if Sigma had dared to tell the big red clad that Clement might be an undercover agent and rebel of the Temple, he would probably have been knocked to the ground by the gray-haired old men with a scepter.
Jili listened to Sigma's story, her expression gradually became solemn, a hesitant look appeared on her face, she glanced at Sigma, and said softly, "The bishops' concerns are not unreasonable...... Sigma, even I am worried now, if something happens to you, what should I do? Just thinking about it, my heart hurts like someone grabbed me......"
She stretched out her hand, stroked Sigma's cheek, and said softly: "If something happens to you, then I will definitely not forgive myself, I even regret it, I regret that I was so flustered and dazed in the first place, so that you let you take on the duties that belonged to me and come to the Holy See with me...... Sigma, I don't regret at all that I chose to run away with you when I was in Atlas, even if the idea was just to relax my tense and tired mind, but I regret that when I learned that the Templar's goal was the Holy See, I didn't knock you out and send you back to Atlas in a tie-up......"
Sigma smiled slightly, and her right hand covered Ji Li's hand: "Remember in the future, don't do this kind of thing, besides, if you want to stun me, it's not so easy to ......"
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PS: First Update...... I won't say that, a foul language that smells of copper...... (Reaching out) (To be continued......)