In the study of the emperor of the Qinggele Empire in another world, the master of ceremonies and the minister of ceremonies, Sendeke, hurried from the emcee mansion to the palace more than an hour after His Majesty the emperor summoned him.

This is a thin old man, and if he were not wearing a hat, he would have made the spine on his head very conspicuous because of his baldness.

The Master of Ceremonies Mansion of the Qingge Empire is not an idle business, in addition to the official master of ceremonies, it is also in charge of the country's cultural and educational affairs, and it is an extremely busy department.

"Your Majesty, what is the matter with your summoning of your subordinates?"

The master of ceremonies is a capable and capable minister, and most of the aftermath pressure of purging the bloated forces of the church this time is also on him, and when he came, the master of ceremonies has already brought the latest work report, and he thinks that His Majesty the Emperor is going to ask about this.

"Sendek, come here. ”

The old emperor glanced up at the master of ceremonies, and beckoned him to come over.

Seeing what Vogoff was writing with his head down, Sendek also became curious, as if he was not asking about the church, otherwise he would have said it directly with His Majesty the Emperor's character.

He walked a few steps closer, but not really because the emperor told him to come closer, at least five steps away.

Sendecker was pulling his neck to look at the table, and he met the old emperor's eyes.

"Why are you standing so far away, come here. ”

Vogoff tapped the cloth book in his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Sendek, send all the work you have at hand to the people under you, and then I want you to take full responsibility for this matter!"

The master of ceremonies leaned closer to look at the contents of the cloth book, his eyes were full of some inexplicable and ingenious colors, and his eyes were getting bigger and bigger.

"Your Majesty, this... This also..."

"Why?

The old emperor's eyes narrowed, and he glared at the master of ceremonies and asked.

"It's not... Your Majesty is capable of doing this, but Your Majesty doesn't understand why He is doing this?"

It's just a matter of working the people and losing money, and it's normal for the emperor to be willful occasionally, after all, his own treasury is full, and he has just served the domestic church, so he has a lot more money.

But some of the unbelievable demands in it are unheard of, let alone seen.

After all, although our actions against the church are just, they are also considered offensive to God, so they spontaneously hold a ritual to show respect to God. ”

It was a very reluctant reason, but at least there was a reason, the master of ceremonies did not dare to ask any more, and left the study with the emperor's order.

He didn't dare to delay the time, the emperor didn't tell him the specific time limit, but there were a few big and conspicuous words written - the sooner the better!

Work without a set time is the most fatal job, because it is likely to ask you for results at an unexpected point in time, so Sendeke started as soon as he left the palace.

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In the western part of the Zingle Empire, the group of merchants is celebrating in a tavern with members of their own merchant team.

The sake of this world is also made by a similar fermentation process, and it is unknown whether the taste is similar to that of the earth, but the tavern is just as popular.

"Cheers!" "Drink!" "Hahahaha!!"

"Add wine!"

......

Although the Church will not be extinct in the Zingle Empire, it will not be as powerful as it used to be, and can only be a pure ordinary religion.

In addition to the imperial family and the nobles with conflicting interests, the happiest people in this matter are the merchants.

In many cases, they are also more exploited by the evil forces in the church.

Of course, the followers of the God of Light are everywhere, and even if the empire claims to be righteous, it will still cause some devout believers to be dissatisfied.

Therefore, those who celebrate should be more reserved, and besides at home, the tavern is the best choice, because the devout will not drink alcohol on the day of the New Year.

The tavern has been very lively lately, and there are obviously a lot of people who are dissatisfied with some of the church's activities.

"Bang~"

The door to the tavern was opened again.

"Welcome......"

A drinker near the door was ready to greet him in the middle of his mouth, and he got stuck in the middle of it.

Dark-toned armor, waterproof cloak, conspicuous round logo on the top of the ladder, weapons and equipment all over the body.

It's a paladin!

As the people at the door quieted down, the whole tavern quickly fell silent, as if it was emotionally contagious.

The paladin glanced at the people in the tavern and walked to the edge of the bar and looked at the proprietor inside.

"A glass of water, a black bun cake, and a plate of meat, any meat, and then prepare two bags of water and a generation of horse bean cakes for me, thank you." ”

"Uh... Good!"

The boss hurriedly took a clean wooden cup, thought about it, took the cup cloth and wiped it again, poured a glass of water and handed it to the paladin.

Then they went to the back kitchen to bring the food.

The paladin seemed to be very thirsty, so the wooden cup gurgled and drank all the water.

"You go on, I'm about to leave the Zingle Empire and take a break here. ”

As the food was served, the paladin immediately began to gulp down, and the bar was buzzing again, but much quieter than before.

He could feel the many forces behind him not to look at this side, but to keep an eye on the gaze here.

In addition to exterminating several legions of the church and some cathedrals in the Qinggli Empire, the other churches were expelled by force, which naturally had to have a time process, and the paladins had obviously just come from other parts of the empire and were preparing to leave here.

Lyot Solo sped up his own eating, and finally drank down the water that the tavernkeeper had refilled.

"How much?"

The paladin wiped his mouth and looked at the boss, who already had a half-leg-high bean cake and two oily skin water bags filled with water at his feet.

"Well, the Paladin's meal is worth paying for! I'm a devout believer in the Supreme God!

"Hey!"

Leitt put down a small silver coin, then got up and left the bar.

Walking out of the tavern door, a chill immediately hit me, and the camel horses outside were not tied with ropes, but waited quietly.

"Good man, I'll feed you when I get out of town!"

He had already traveled for more than ten days, but it would take at least three days to get out of Qinggele's border.

Along the way, he saw a lot of scenes similar to what he had just seen, and many people who had been victimized by the church in the past or who did not dare to be angry or speak out about some things were now expressing their feelings in a deep or shallow way.

Looking up at the starry sky, it was as if looking into the eyes of a god.

"Oh God... Is the Church really so corrupt! Even your followers applaud the evil deeds of the Zingle Empire......"

I have been feeling it before, but now I have deepened my understanding.

This is the second time Qin Xiaoxia has encountered this "hand of punishment".

He stood not far from the man and the camel, watching the paladin.

'The character is not bad!'