Festival 09 Celebration
The Government Council is the name of the secular institution of the City of Light. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoIts main functions are to maintain the appearance of the city, maintain roads, build public facilities, collect various taxes, and help the Holy Light Church to carry out preliminary resource planning.
With the exception of the last point, everything else is within the purview of an ordinary city.
At this time, the Government Council was busy preparing for the celebration three days later.
The celebrations of the City of Light have a long history, and it is impossible to know when they began to take shape, but they are nothing more than spontaneous or ecclesiastical orders. Over time, such large-scale celebrations began to be held conventionally, and finally fixed to be held every five years.
The celebration is very important now, on the one hand, to whitewash the peace, and on the other hand, it is more important to win over the growing aristocratic class.
Most of the nobles in the City of Light made sacrifices for the Church of Light, and finally gave up their rights in exchange for the peace of themselves and their descendants. A very small number of people end up as nobles for other complex reasons.
Whether it is an emperor who has given up his rights, or a person who has become a nobleman for other reasons, the family that can continue to the present must be because there are legendary-level powerhouses in the family, and there is even more than one legend among some big nobles.
Tens of thousands of years have made the originally lonely aristocratic class become huge, and gradually shocked into such a huge scale as it is now, although it still can't shake the status of the Holy Light Church, but due to the huge amount of money, the nobles have begun to be able to exert more or less influence on the church.
In the Holy Light Church, the attitude towards the aristocracy is roughly divided into two kinds, among which the top level of the church mainly divides and disintegrates the powerful nobles by creating contradictions, restricting resources, balancing the strength of the big nobles, etc., and letting the small and medium-sized nobles go freely.
In such cases, it was not uncommon for the big nobles to bully the small nobles, and the upper echelons of the church were happy to see itβthis helped to create contradictions within the nobility and limit the number of noblesβso they rarely bothered unless they went too far.
In the end, most of the duke-level powerhouses have a large number of small and medium-sized nobles attached to them, and the dukes will always have conflicts with each other because of each other's tilting, distribution of resources, etc., and finally go to the dueling platform - the Holy Light Church is allowed to use force as a legal way.
While creating contradictions, while serving as referees among the various dukes, the celebration once every five years has also become a grand event for the Holy Light Church and the major nobles to communicate, communicate, and win them over.
The most crucial person among them is the saint.
Give a young, beautiful, noble and powerful woman great rights and glory, artificially create an unattainable image, and then push her to the forefront, and release the right to marry a saint to get all kinds of benefits, share the rights of the church, and most importantly, set aside a part of the "quota" for redeeming her soul in the "total number of souls" counted by the church.
The so-called soul quota is the "right to live" that the witch Vittoria once mentioned, and when the annual millennium war begins, as long as there is enough "quota" to redeem one's soul, he will inevitably be able to survive the next thousand years. Therefore, the "soul quota" is simply something that all nobles, even those "second generations" within the church, dream of.
In fact, to put it bluntly, the "quota" is a talisman that allows others to die for themselves.
Because of this, the saint has become a carrot in front of the donkey, hanging the "second generation" and the great nobles, so that these people can pursue the saint within the system of rules, and will not think of other ways to challenge the authority of the church to control life and death.
Of course, this is not to say that the Church will marry a saint every millennium, in fact, the number of times a saint has been married is only a handful in history. However, having this thought will always dispel many distractions of others, after all, there is hope that they will not embark on the road of confrontation with the ruling class.
On the contrary, the freedom of the saint is not restricted, and after becoming a saint, she automatically enjoys the quota of second-level elders, and because of all kinds of huge benefits, as a saint, she can choose her partner from the best men very leisurely, so many "second-generation" girls are happy to be the carrot.
And the saint has only one obligation: to be a carrot at least once every five years in the celebration.
Of course, in addition to carrots, the celebration should not be too thin, so every year the celebration is the busiest time for the Government Council.
The beautiful House building is only 3 floors, but it has a huge area and even has a garden the size of a football field.
On the third floor of the Government Council Building, the room facing the garden in the center is the office of the President of the Government Council. Unlike the rest of the Government Council, which has been busy in a pot of porridge, here in the Governor's Office is interesting and rare calm.
The slightly blessed chief sat on the soft leather seat, smoking a refreshing vanilla cigarette in his mouth, puffing on each puff, and looking at the crowded street outside the garden with a blank face.
The Government Council, which is affiliated with the Holy Light Church, has very limited authority, but even so, there are still people who have their eyes on the small amount of authority of the Council.
Half a month ago, a cardinal revealed to the chief that a big man wanted some help from him. However, when the chief asked who the big man was, the red-clothed master said that it was inconvenient to disclose.
At first, the chief insisted that this was just the cardinal pulling the banner and preparing to get some benefit from him - it was not unheard of before that the clergy had asked for power and bribes, so the chief reported the matter according to the regulations, and there was some expectation of schadenfreude......
But several days have passed, and the chief's report has not been heard from.
Before that, similar clergy corruption incidents, with the efficiency of the Holy Light Church, basically the reported person would be questioned on the same day, and the result would be dealt with the next day.
But this time, the inexplicable silence of the church's top brass made the chief feel that the matter might not be simple.
Sure enough, just a week ago, the cardinal came again, and the chief clearly remembered that the cardinal didn't care about what had been reported before, and his face was full of contempt and smug smiles.
The chief will never forget that he said to the chief in that condescending tone, that no matter how many times he reported it, it was useless.
In addition to threats and inducements, the chief also learned the other party's purpose.
In the mode of operation of the Holy Light Church, the church does not have the ability to deal with large-scale low-value items, but the receipt of some large quantities of goods is essential, such as minerals, grain, etc., which are huge in size and low in value but have to be received, the church is thrown to the government council to do.
And what the big man is interested in is the ability of the Government Council to handle bulk goods.
The chief demanded that the chief conceal a part of the steel, but this steel still had to be handed over to the church, but the relevant receiving department of the church would turn a blind eye to the concealed steel, and would not leave any trace on the handover record.
Although this method seems to be seamless, the total amount of imports cannot be concealed, and such an act will cause a large steel deficit in the name of the Government Council, and if it is traced down, it is not a big event that one or two heads can settle.
If it was only a part of the steel that was concealed, the chief might still be forced to endure the pressure. But the big man's demands were more than that, he also needed the chief to receive some anonymous goods and hand them over to the church in the name of food.
When asked what the cargo was, the cardinal said it wasn't something the chief should know.
Anonymous cargo is like a ticking time bomb, and if anything happens, not to mention the Council, the entire city of Light, the commoners, nobles, and a series of cities through which these goods pass will be razed to the ground in the wrath of the Church.
The cardinal repeatedly assured that the big man was the top presence in the church, and implied that the big man was a member of the council of elders. Even so, because the stakes are too big, the final answer of the chief is that it will take time to consider.
This consideration is a week.
When the chief met the cardinal again in preparation for the celebration, the cardinal did not continue to pester, but only glanced at the chief with contempt......
β¦β¦ It's like looking at a dead person.
There was no one who could be the chief of the city of light who was not a human spirit, and the chief had already understood that the big man must be dissatisfied with his hesitation, but he never thought that the other party's reaction would be so fierce.
That night, the chief sensed that someone was following him.
Could it be that the big man wants to kill people?
When the chief went to visit the cardinal again, he refused to meet again. It was only at this point that the chief knew that it was too late to regret it.
Downstairs, a noisy voice came up, it seemed that there was a problem with interdepartmental coordination, and the two sides had some disputes.
In normal times, this is not allowed, and the chief has long been furious.
But now, the chief just sat quietly in the leather sofa, took a hard puff of the half-burned cigarette, and exhaled a smoke ring faintly. Although he appeared to be calm on the surface, his mind was thinking about how he would escape this fate.
Defect to other Elder Councillors?
But he had no idea who he had offended, and the other elders didn't seem to have any reason to accept his refuge.
After thinking about it, there is only one way, and that is to make this matter bigger, and only when it is known to passers-by, that elder will not dare to do it to himself. Of course, no one has grasped whether the other party will settle accounts after this limelight, but the chief can't care so much, so let's survive this catastrophe first!
Thinking like this, the chief also made up his mind.
ββ¦β¦ Decided? Only by making a big deal about it will you have a chance to live. β
A voice rang out behind the chief.
The chief couldn't help but frown, he remembered that there was no one else in this office, and he had clearly ordered that no one should disturb him.
However, he didn't panic, just turned around lightly, looked at the person who spoke, and asked calmly, "Who are you?" β
"It doesn't matter who I am, it's this that matters."
With that, the man threw a scroll onto the chief's table.
"What is this?"
The chief didn't reach for the things on the table, the person who came was too mysterious, and he was able to pass through layers of tight defenses and appear silently in his office, which showed that the other party was at least a legend......
"Your life amulet."
"Oh? Do you seem to know me? The chief couldn't help but frown.
"No, I just understand your situation."
"Oh?" The chief couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, the one who could understand his situation was none other than the person of the elder councilor, or...... The Elder Councillor's Opponent!?
I was still thinking about how to tell which elder councilor was referring to the defection, but now it seems that ......
"I'm in a bit of a difficult situation, but overall it's ......"
ββ¦β¦ Don't pretend to be too peaceful, let's be honest, someone wants your life. I'm sure you're hungry again, but you're just not sure, so you'd better take a look at that scroll first? The visitor suggested.
The chief hesitated for a moment, gently opened the scroll, and then his hand shook......
"Shadow Church!?"
ββ¦β¦ There's even a portrait of me...... It's simply it! It's ......"
The chief was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"What do the people in the Inquisition do? Let the people of the Shadow Church touch the City of Light! These monsters ......"
The visitor seemed to have insight into the Chief's fears, and said lightly in an introductory tone: "Since His Majesty the Pope mysteriously disappeared a thousand years ago, the Council of Elders has begun to reach out to places where it should not be reached. But the old thing who wants to kill you isn't without enemies, and the feud between the councillors is far more intense than you might think. β
"So if you want to live, I advise you not to get involved in what the cardinal asked you to do, just make a fuss about this Shadow Church's kill order, and then someone will naturally speak for you, as long as you keep your mouth shut, then this matter will be a big and small matter."
"Why can't you make a big fuss?" The chief thought about it for a while, and still asked, after all, his previous plan was to make the impact bigger.
"Because the fact that they are stealing a lot of materials shows that they have a lot of plans, and if you uncover it, those people will be killed. You must know that there is no absolute restraint between the elders and councilors, and if one of the elders is determined to kill you, then you are dead, and no one else can interfere. β
"But if you don't expose it, whoever kills you will have something to do with the Shadow Church, and it's a well-known fact that the Shadow Church has an inside line at the top of the church...... Got it? β
The chief thought for a long time, and then said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "...... What do you want? β
"In the following celebrations, adjust the unknown poet to be the first to sing for Her Highness the Holy Maiden." The visitor made his own demands.
ββ¦β¦ It's that simple? β
The comer shrugged: "It's as simple as that, your reply?" β
ββ¦β¦ OK. β
"Don't break your word." The visitor pointed at the chief with his index finger, with a smile on his face, but his feet had turned into nothingness, and when he finished saying this, the whole person disappeared under the eyes of the chief chief.
"Teleport!?" The chief stood up violently and looked at the figure in surprise, the teleportation card is a card that is only used by high-level people, and the person who can use this card is either called "Ni Xia" or "His Highness"!
ββ¦β¦ Church...... What's going on......"
(To be continued.) )