"Lady Crimson...... Is that so?"

On the third floor of the castle, in the Viscount's study, Tarence looked directly at the young Viscount, wanting to see more from his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Her straight black hair was tied up in a ponytail and her gray eyes were languid and loose. The complexion is fair, the facial features are delicate, the face is not smeared with white stone powder, and the nobles like to use cosmetics, and even the eyebrows have not been carefully trimmed.

The leather jacket and leather pants on his body were very old, and there were no ornaments except for the belt and sword buckle, and they were more modest than the stupid knight he had seen before. Looking at the loose appearance of the belt, the boy doesn't like to be bound by anything, and his sitting posture is not in a proper shape, the picture is comfortable.

Viscount Rich-Prell doesn't seem to be a nobleman at all, but more like a naïve boy from a wealthy freeman family, who has no ambitions and doesn't recognize how cruel the world is.

How can such a teenager be better than him with decades of experience in the skill of lying?

Instead, Tarence was somewhat convinced of Rich's explanation, at least in part true.

There is a story about how the ancestors of the Prell family worshipped a deity called the Crimson Lady thousands of years ago. The deity left a mark in his veins before he fell, and when the time was right, the goddess would return.

Li Qi didn't know that Finney was related to the "Crimson Lady", but he felt that the mark in his blood was triggered by Finney, so he wanted to get along with Finnie alone for further confirmation.

Sure enough, Finney is the saint of the Crimson Lady and successfully inspires the sign of the goddess. Li Qi must obey the oracle of the goddess and establish a church in the mortal world to welcome the goddess's return.

Thousands of years of family history, Tarence didn't believe it at all. However, Finney is the saint of the fallen goddess, which is a fact that he himself firmly believes.

It makes sense that the priesthood of the Lady of Pain was derived from the goddess of suffering, and that the priesthood of the goddess of suffering originated from a more ancient deity.

"But why, I can't feel any divine power related to His Majesty Amma?"

This is the reason why Tarence did not believe in Richie, although he lost the favor of the gods, he still had a sense of divine power. The divine power that fills Finny's body is very strange, and it has nothing to do with the Lady of Pain and the Goddess of Suffering.

"I don't know, maybe ......"

Richie's words made Tarens's heartstrings tremble: "This is the real pain divine power, what you felt before was distorted or copycat...... I mean imposters. ”

"Yes, it's possible," Tarence bowed his head.

When Finney cried her nose now, she revealed that it was not the true body of the witch, but a divine power that was purer than that of the saint, which was obviously a miracle of the true god in her. There are many questions, but I don't understand them because of my lack of knowledge.

"Then Tarrens, stay with Finney. The family only left a legend, and there was still a lot to be lost to welcome the return of the goddess. I don't understand the doctrinal scriptures, the church temples, or whatever, and I need the help of a professional like you. ”

Talens could accept the story, and Litchie offered him a frank invitation: "In the future church, you will be the second person under the Pope! What is that position called? Cardinal Archbishop?"

"Generally called cardinal archbishop......"

Tarence muttered, shedding two lines of cloudy tears.

He can finally go on the right path, and of course the cardinal archbishop is fine, what kind of life did that guy in the church live back then!

"Grandpa......"

Next to her, she said, "Stay, sir...... We'll do whatever Richie says, okay?"

The table in front of her was full of food, white bread, cured meats, fine porridge, milk, fruits, all of which she had never enjoyed in her life. When Richie talks to Tarence, she squints and eats silently like a kitten.

"Finney......

Tarens was still hesitating, in fact reserved. The old man is dozens of years old, he always has to be cheeky, and he can't just bow down to a hairy guy. Although the other party is a viscount, he was also a big man who could talk and laugh with the king back then.

Finney's eyes were clouded with a layer of mist: "Grandpa wants to leave me alone?"

Tarence hurriedly said, "I promise! Don't cry!"

Too late, the wings of light stretched, the crown emerged, and the soft light soaked the room. A faint black smoke floated from the corner, and it was the divine power that was dispelling the unclean energy.

Well done Finney!

Richie and Tarence gave a thumbs up to each other at the same time.

"Since the viscount is the first patron of the goddess, things are simple. ”

After calming down Finney and sorting out her emotions, Tarrens's eyes gradually lit up: "Build a temple, turn the people into believers, collect the gods and deeds related to the goddess, and formulate a complete canon." ”

It's not easy!

Li Qi rubbed his brows and expressed his predicament.

"Nine thousand four hundred gold bushels!?"

Tarrens' eyes straightened: "The Church of the Lady of Pain's Blood-Legged Church only cost eight thousand gold bushels!"

He turned his head with difficulty, and Richie seemed to hear the click of his neck bone.

"Finney......

The old man didn't dare to say anything, and Richie thought that he might want to make Finney cry again in her holy form, so as to strengthen his faith.

"Master, that guy has been caught!"

Salda shouted outside the door, and although Litchie had already announced to the people in the castle that Finney was not a witch, Sardar still had lingering fears, and he did not dare to show up where Finnie was.

Who have you caught? Li Qi was at a loss.

"Yesterday I ran away, and there were a lot of corpses piled up in the estuary, and they stinked to death, and there was no one to fish. ”

Richie remembered: "Oh, that guy ......"

The Viscount of Prell was located in the southern part of the Kingdom of Hadran, with rivers flowing through the noble realms in the north and the royal capital of Iron Crown, and then draining from the territory into the misty swamps further south.

The viscounty was like the sewers of the kingdom, receiving all kinds of garbage upstream, including corpses. The town of Prell and the castle are built near the mouth of the river, and several corpses float in the bay every day, and there are professional corpse collectors.

Scooping up corpses is a job to get money, after all, the things on the corpses, including clothes, are valuable. These things theoretically belonged to the lord, but it was impossible for the lord to touch the corpse himself, so he granted the "right to collect the corpse" to the corpse collector and charged a fixed tax.

When Litchie returned to the castle in the morning, he passed by the mouth of the river, where several bodies were already piled up. At that time, the original owner was still there, and when he asked about the person who had gone north yesterday, he ordered the guards to arrest him.

Running away means that a large amount of money or valuables are found on the corpse, after all, the lord knows about it, and will always find various reasons from the lease, or even no reason, to "confiscate" these belongings, which is very common among lords who have the right to retrieve corpses.

This kind of trivial matter, Li Qi was too lazy to ponder: "What did he find? If he didn't exceed a gold bushel, he would be whipped a few times, and he would not take his money, and let him quickly get rid of the other corpses." ”

"He drank in a tavern in a town north and got drunk and said he had found a treasure map, which was found on the corpse of a professional, and said that he was the remains of some fallen god," said Sardar. ”

The remains of the fallen gods......

Richie and Tarence looked at each other, and Richie remembered Tarrens's previous words: "You said it...... Know a lot of these relics?"

"Yes!"

Tarrens's tone was affirmative, and then he was empty: "The nearest one is also thousands of miles away, still in the domain of a marquis. ”

"Then come with me and see, maybe you will find something", Li Qi did not hold out much hope, but he had to try his luck.

Tarence nodded, now he and Litchie are grasshoppers on a rope, and without solving Leach's financial crisis, his cardinal archbishop has no hope.

"Finney......

Looking at Finney, who stood up with a loaf of bread in her hand, biting and preparing to go with them, Litchie wanted her to stay, but she was not at ease when she was not with him and Tarence.

He sighed, "Follow well, but don't cry." ”

The little girl nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice.

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

Richie's castle is built on a ridge with winding hills to the east to Hadron Fjord and a river to the west. Nearly a kilometre down the mountain road is the small town of Prell.

There are more than 100 households in the town, dilapidated wooden houses are spread out haphazardly around the small central square, people and livestock come and go, eating and excreting are all on the same plane, and the suffocating stench can be smelled on the mountainside.

Li Qi and the others rode to the foot of the mountain, and the mouth of the river was some distance from the town, and the fisherman here was also a corpse collector, and he had been tied to the doorpost of the fisherman's hut by the guards, and was shouting for the old man to spare his life.

"This is the ......"

Sardar handed over a rancid sheepskin, and Richie's features were twisted into a ball, and motioned to hand it to Tarens. Seeing his behavior, Tarence secretly said that this was like a nobleman, and took it without care.

Sardar glanced at the little girl behind Richie out of the corner of his eye, and Finney looked up at him, causing him to retreat in fright.

Nothing happened, Sardar scratched his head and asked Rich: "Young master, what should you do with that guy?"

"Old rules," Richie waved absently, pinching his nose, his attention focused on the parchment roll in Tarrens' hand.

There are maps, annotations, and patterns that resemble the emblem of the gods, and it does appear to be a treasure map with locations marked.

"This emblem is Ms. Night's, and the wording of the commentary is very similar to that of Ms. Night's priesthood. The place is not far from here, only a few days away, I don't know if it's true, or if the Night Lady is playing some conspiracy game again. ”

Tarence quickly came to the conclusion that the Night Lady was one of the few deities who leaned towards darkness but could still walk openly in the Church. There are many aspects of the priesthood, such as intrigue and secrecy, as well as "darkness" that combines beliefs such as fear, pain, and death.

Tarence asked, "What about the corpses?"

The guard pointed to the sackcloth board next to it, the Orthodox Church usually collects nameless corpses, and each corpse will give a small amount of money to the person who sent the corpse. There are no churches in Prell's domain, and corpse diggers will send them to the nearest temple.

"I'll see," Tarence said as he uncovered the sackcloth, and a strong stench of corpses rose to the sky.

"Don't look", Li Qi motioned for Finney to stand back, but he went up to see the excitement, only to see the giant view that seemed to have melted together, and almost threw up.

"It's the priest of the Night Lady", Tarence put down the sackcloth and retreated, his face very unpleasant: "I think it's better not to mix, Night Lady......"

The old man didn't dare to say bad things about the Midnight Lady, and Li Qi understood what he had to say.

Not only is the Night Lady powerful and has churches all over the place, but she also has a very eccentric personality, just a troublemaker. If you don't want to have a lot of trouble, or die an unknown death, it's best not to have dealings.

The sound of whips and screams rang out, and Sardar was faithfully carrying out Rich's orders, the old rules.

The sound of sobbing came from behind, and when he turned his head, Li Qi secretly gasped.

Finney looked at the whipped corpse salvage, her two small hands covering her mouth, but the tears in her eyes were already welling up.

"Finney!"

Tarence noticed it too, and whispered a halt.

Richie thought for a moment, waved his hand at Tarence, went over and patted Finney on the shoulder and said, "Cry, don't bear it." ”

Anyway, it is always necessary to spread the faith of the revolution openly, starting with Fini's tears.

Fei Ni instantly turned into the form of a saint, different from before, her light wings were high, stretching out for more than ten meters, and the whole person seemed to float.

The soft holy light spread in all directions, seeping into the body and mind of everyone on the scene, and strands of black gas were forced out from the corpse pile, and then swallowed by the holy light, a terrible cry could be faintly heard.

"The Holy Maiden——!

"It's a goddess!"

"Mom, I've seen an angel!"

The guards knelt down one after another, and Sardar spurred on his fighting spirit, and when he saw the sparkle on his sword, he jumped up with joy and shouted the Holy Maiden.

Everyone looked at the corpse collector again, and the blood marks on his back were gradually fading. It didn't disappear, but as if the priest had performed a healing spell, the guy snorted in comfort.