“...... Ahem!"

Coughing twice, the pale Vivien Leigh took a deep breath and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty Jean Utser, thank you for your help." ”

The God of Radiance smiled kindly, and his voice was soft: "You're welcome, after all, what you want to do is what I have always wanted to do but have not been able to do." ”

"The time is ripe...... Vivien Leigh leaned back in her chair, a smile on her face, "If it weren't for the coincidence that I had met the head maid, I might still be sinking right now." ”

The god of radiance bowed slightly, smiled as the god in front of him slowly closed his eyes, and his body turned into points of light and floated in the air.

The incarnation of the 'Most Ancient One' dissipated, but the divine power remained in Vivien Leigh's 'Holy Abode', haunting the goddess and slowly drifting into her weak body.

Every breath can reduce the weakness of the body, but without the source of faith, a god like her is a 'rootless duckweed', only able to die or fall into a deep sleep.

She couldn't wait any longer, but she still needed to be patient......

A new 'priesthood' is still being conceived, and even if she declares her existence to the world, she will not gain faith, but will gradually weaken her body because she has left her holy abode.

At least here, she was able to keep her body and mind clear.

Vivien Leigh's breathing gradually calmed down, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep.

............

The sphinx combed his hair meticulously, and the white-on-white gold-trimmed religious robe was not obtrusive at all, but could make people shine.

This silent and solemn mature male stands in front of the idol of the god in the cathedral of the Holy City of the 'Church of the Nobles'.

All the terrified clergy fell to their knees before him, and the bishops, who knew what was going on, stood silently on either side.

"Yesterday my lord sent down an oracle. The sphinx's calm gaze swept over everyone's heads, "I think you all already know. ”

As early as yesterday, he had already sent that message to the terminals of every faith network, and all the churches of the noble churches received that message.

Even if he did not inform the other churches about this, the bishops and priests stationed in the local churches would inform their clergy and faithful about it.

Because, it's going to be a choice—

"Choose!" Sphinx waved his hand and said indifferently, "Whether you choose to leave or choose to continue to follow, whatever you choose, we will not pursue it." However, I need to warn you that if you choose to leave, you may become our enemies - this is not a threat, I am just telling the truth. So, take your pick!"

The terrified clergy looked at each other, but the Pope and the Bishops were silent, and the atmosphere in the cathedral was frighteningly heavy.

The church was so quiet that no one dared to speak first, and no one dared to declare his intentions.

They are all traditional aristocrats who are faintly rejected by the current aristocracy, but how much 'tradition' they still have, probably only they know.

However, it is well known that the Marquis of Sphinx is closest to the nobility of the traditional aristocracy, and he has many virtues possessed by the traditional aristocracy, and has expressed his disgust and anger at the modern aristocracy in public many times.

Obviously, the family already has a lot of property that can be squandered by him all his life, but he is still working hard to make the family stronger.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the pope of the noble church, he might have been able to become one of the 'great nobles' of the empire today.

"Didn't anyone choose to leave?" the sphinx's voice echoed through the cathedral, and the bishops stabbed their cold gaze at the clergy who were kneeling on the ground.

They don't believe that everyone present can willingly pay for the world and for His Majesty, so among the people present, there must be people who do not believe in the 'new doctrine', but until now, they have not chosen to stand up for themselves.

With the scepter in his hand, the Pope shouted: "Everyone is willing to accept the 'new doctrine', is it?

Sphinx's eyes widened, what he hated most was the so-called 'modern aristocracy' - what was there to be proud of if they had lost their 'modesty', 'frugality', and even insatiable greed and arrogance, and would do anything to gain wealth?

Maybe that's not the case with those present, at least they still follow some 'traditions', but if they don't want to change, they're no different from the 'modern aristocracy'!

No matter how much they adhere to tradition, the nobles who are unwilling to change will eventually sink into their desires and forget their original insistence.

The sphinx had seen his two uncles kicked out of the family by his grandfather and ordered them not to return.

His two uncles had been traditionally aristocratic and possessed sturdy bodies and wise minds, but when he visited them a few years ago, he found that they had become not much different from most of today's aristocrats.

Their bodies have become fat, greasy, and weak, and they have become even more cloudy in their minds, and they have become 'fat pigs' who can only spend money and have fun.

That's why he showed such disgust.

Among the people kneeling before him now were the same as his two uncles, and he didn't care what they were doing, because none of the gods he believed in had done anything, and what could he do?

But now, the time has come for change, and if there are still people who are not willing to change with the church, then they will become enemies of the church!

For the enemies of the Church in the future will be the so-called 'modern aristocracy' – the damned, rotten fools!

"Tell me!"

The Pope shouted, and the bishops glared angrily, shouting in unison: "Tell me!"

"What's your choice?!"

In an instant, a chill began to spread in everyone's hearts, and they looked at the upper echelons of the church in a daze.

They once thought that their will was firm, but they didn't expect that when they came to this time, they realized that their will was not as firm as they imagined.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man got up angrily, raised his right hand and struck his chest hard, and made a quaint chivalric salute to the upper echelons of the church, "I, Andris Golov, I will swear to follow in the footsteps of the 'noble daughter'!"

His cry echoed through the wide church, and the young man blushed and wrote his excitement on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a young man beside him also stood up, smiled at Andris Golov, and then gave a knightly salute and shouted: "I, Lavar Lavov, will follow in the footsteps of the 'noble daughter' to the death!"

Looking at the two young men, even the serious Sphinx couldn't help but smile and nod in approval of their actions.

There are still young people who are willing to follow those 'old-fashioned' aristocratic traditions, and it has to be said that this is a good thing.

After the two of them, more and more of the priests chose to stand up and take the oath, and as the number grew, the pride on the faces of these 'young men' became more and more apparent.

"Is it just 'you'?" the Sphinx asked softly as he glanced at the clergymen who were still on one knee with their heads bowed, and then whispered to the young men who were standing.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" they replied with their heads raised.

This is something to be proud of, because they are not 'wall-grass' and are not in the same league as the 'modern aristocracy'.

"So, please call this name—"

The sphinx took a deep breath, his face was solemn, and he said: "The 'Goddess of Progress' who is committed to promoting social development and progress, and always has an enterprising heart!"