As you ride through the streets of Ciudad Porso in a horse-drawn carriage, you can clearly see how different the atmosphere in the city is at this time.

The calm is no longer there, and the number of patrols is increasing day by day, but the pedestrians on the streets are not as indignant as before, but are full of anxiety and hope.

The silent revolution began when so many disappeared and returned.

The old emperor was assassinated, and the assassin's whereabouts are still being traced.

The royal family is missing, Durin currently has no qualified heirs, and several large aristocratic families that support the royal family to control the entire country are also in turmoil due to the disappearance of a large number of important members.

Under the suppression of the church, this turmoil did not turn into chaos, but there was no trace of turmoil in the dark.

People are worried about the unknown future, but they are also glad that the royal family and the nobility are gone.

For the time being, the city, and the country, has a church presence that remains semblance of peace and security.

However, the flame of change quietly ignited, and it was inevitable that the momentum of the prairie would open up.

"It is said that there is an intention to return Prince Cadrell in Chauvin to inherit the throne, but several nobles and some surviving members of the parliament believe that the time of the royal family is gone and that they should completely abandon the old customs and return the power to the people...... That's a good thing to say, I hope they're not fooling people. ”

The chatter of the carriage driver wafted into my ears.

"But what will happen in the end, it still depends on the generals who control the military power, the most important thing is, of course, General Bobby, I heard that he has left to return from the colony, I don't know when he will return, alas, I hope he can support us ordinary citizens......"

Charles listened quietly, without commenting on anything.

However, it occurred to him that if he released the hungry group of people in the golden ring, he would surprise everyone.

Or frightened?

It was an interesting idea, but Charles thought it would be better to let them starve to death inside.

"Or try to turn them into strangers?" Touching his chin, Charles thoughtfully.

Since he obtained the Black Death talent, he hasn't really used the ability to transform into strange ghosts, which is mainly because he has no chance, and there is no big need.

In the past, that kind of monster could pose a certain threat to him, but now for him, it is of no great use.

……

With all kinds of supernatural powers, the transformation of the other world is obviously not as hot as he remembers, no matter how angry the ordinary people here are, the upper echelons will randomly send a high-level spellcaster, and a large-scale spell can completely wipe them out.

Of course, with church suppression, under normal circumstances, no one would dare to engage in such a massacre, but even if it is suppressed, it is still a luxury for ordinary people to want to make a fuss.

There is no doubt that the church is a good church, which is why the Charr let some of the monks out instead of leaving them all there.

Although he thought that sooner or later he would fall out with the church, when that day came, it was impossible for these ordinary monks to pose any threat to him.

Charles has a lot of confidence that if he does make trouble, his enemies will only be the top group of the church, and nothing else is to worry about.

Of course, that's later, and ideally. For him today, the church is still an insurmountable mountain.

So he still wrote honestly, and then ran to the church of San Cassel to deliver it.

After getting out of the carriage, stamping his feet, straightening his slightly wrinkled trousers, he walked to the magnificent and sacred cathedral with the manuscript he had painstakingly written.

At noon, there used to be a lot of idle monks here, but now it seems that for the sake of temporarily helping to manage the city, there are only three or two kittens, which is quite deserted.

In fact, if it wanted to, the church could have formed its own state, or controlled the forces that infiltrated the world.

However, Charles believes that they have little interest in managing the lives of ordinary people.

For the extraordinary, improving their own strength is fundamental, and managing ordinary people takes a lot of time, or it is a pure waste of time.

Nodding to a few familiar monks along the way, Charles finally came to the Gospel Ministry, knocked on the door, and received a response.

Siegel the Mustache was reading a manuscript at this point, and Charles didn't get an immediate response when he handed him his own, but he read it after a while.

After picking up Charles's, he suddenly asked something unrelated.

"What do you think of the recent situation in Turin?"

"The political situation?"

"Yes, the political situation in Dulin, the change of state power." Siegel nodded, a hint of interest on his face.

It's not clear why he asked, but Charles answered truthfully: "Some want change, some want to be conservative, just like before, only because the mass disappearance of those in power is more obvious." ”

"So who are you rooting for?"

"Whatever, it has nothing to do with me."

This made Siegel smile, then shook his head, and said meaningfully: "This is not necessarily, I suggest you prepare early." ”

Charles was a little puzzled by this, but Siegel didn't say much, but kept silent and began to look at the manuscript in his hand officially.

After a quick glance, he said, "I think it's about the same quality as the previous one, and it just so happens that you'll be going out on a mission with Bishop Woodley in a week, so ......"

As he spoke, he picked up a pen and paper and wrote a note, then stamped it with a stamp and pushed it to Charles on the table.

"Take this to the logistics, you can overdraw 5 contribution points, and if necessary, you can exchange some magic that can be used in this mission."

Charles nodded in acknowledgement.

But in fact, he didn't need this kind of slow accumulation of exchange points now, after all, there were not only necromancers in the golden ring, but also many high-level church monks......

"You just said a week later?" He cared more about this sentence.

"Yes, that's the tentative time."

Siegel replied: "There have been a lot of things in Wangcheng recently, and we have been in dire need of manpower recently, and the deputy archbishop can't leave for a while, so we can only drag it back a little longer, otherwise it won't be so long." Rest assured, I will let you know in advance if there are changes. ”

After that, he suddenly remembered something and slapped his head, lowered his head and began to rummage through the drawer: "By the way, the above thinks that the results of our new Gospel Department have been completed very beautifully, so we specially reward each of our members with a spell, you have time to practice it, the effect is very good." ”

As he spoke, he handed Charles a thin white paper.

When I took it, the name Seal of Piety came into view.

"What is this spell for?"

Charles flipped through it curiously, and it was customary to describe the history and glory days of spells in the form of a story.

"To put it simply, it can make your mind more focused and sharpened after release. It has a strong auxiliary effect on writing scripts and practicing spells. ”

Siegel replied, his words paused, and he frowned and admonished: "But this spell cannot be practiced by ordinary people, you must have a strong trust and devout faith in the church and my lord." ”

Charles nodded disapprovingly.

As it turns out, with the existence of another world, that kind of restriction doesn't seem to be of much use to itself.

After a few more small talks, he left the ministry with the book in his hand and headed for logistics.

Charles decided to go there and exchange a spell for a random spell, otherwise he would inevitably be suspicious of him for just contributing.

But he hadn't taken a few steps before he suddenly felt the ring of ice and fire on his left ring finger begin to tremble.