Inside the Cathedral, due to the grandeur and brightness of the church, the temperature seems to be colder than in other places, and even the number of believers who come to pray is much less, making this cathedral very deserted as usual.

Inside a prayer room, the Patriarch of Lisbon, who was in charge of the affairs of the Sanctuary and the Holy Radiance, looked at Mother Melissa in front of him with some headaches, and persuaded bitterly: "You should also be considerate of the current difficulties of the Holy Church, now charcoal and food are in short supply, we must first ensure the supply within the Holy Church, will it be difficult for the priests and apprentices in the Holy Church to starve and freeze?"

"Now the Holy Church is in an extraordinary predicament. ", said the Patriarch of Lisbon solemnly.

Sister Melissa frowned, "Why, has the situation collapsed to this point? Even such a huge force of the Holy Sect can't receive goods from those merchants?"

All the answers were the same, and the merchants were all in the same vein: charcoal was completely out of stock because of the dwindling of caravans in the north and south. Coal, which is already a scarce commodity, is even more difficult to transport in the winter. ", replied the Patriarch of Lisbon.

Mother Melissa looked at the Patriarch of Lisbon rather sternly, despite her status within the Holy Church, in Sister Melissa's opinion, there was no distinction between servants who served the gods.

"Don't use these words to perfunctory me, I know how powerful the Holy Sect is. Isn't there a caravan between the South and the North Realm? Haven't you been thinking about expanding the power of the Holy Sect to the four realms in the past few years?"

"Your Excellency, please do not forget that God loves the world, and let us not forget the compassion that we should have!"

These words are very serious, and even close to accusation. But the Patriarch of Lisbon did not move, he knew very well the temper of the Mother Melissa in front of him, and now in the Holy Church, there were fewer and fewer pure clergy like her.

"Are we archbishops cold-blooded and ruthless in your eyes?", said the Patriarch of Lisbon with a wry smile, "It's not that we don't want to save it, it's just that we can't do anything about it." ”

"I just got the information yesterday that the caravan of the Holy Sect traveling between the two realms was attacked by the goose thieves. More than a dozen caravans were almost wiped out, and the losses were heavy, and now the Holy Sect is also in difficulty. ", sighed the Patriarch of Lisbon.

Sister Melissa was shocked and angry when she heard this, "What kind of villain is so bold that even the caravans of the Holy Sect dare to plunder?

"How could it not have been struck? those carriages were also branded with the Holy Cross, and as long as they were not all blind, they should be able to recognize them as caravans of the Holy Church!", said the Patriarch of Lisbon with a somber face.

Mother Melissa was silent, although she was an ascetic who did not ask about the world, she could also realize the extraordinary nature of this matter: these gangsters were not just ordinary robbers, not only were they not afraid of the pursuit and revenge of the Holy Church, but they even had the traces and travel plans of so many caravans of the Holy Order.

Mother Melissa could faintly feel that some kind of dark and vicious conspiracy was like a vicious spider's web, looming over the Holy Church, and she also understood the "extraordinary" predicament that the Patriarch of Lisbon had just mentioned.

"But of course, the Holy Sect can't watch these refugees starve to death and freeze to death, so let's find a way to get some supplies out of the warehouse and send them to you. The Patriarch of Lisbon thought about it, and perhaps made such a promise for the sake of Mother Melissa's face.

Mother Melissa sighed, knowing that this was already the best outcome. She bent slightly to the Patriarch of Lisbon in thanks, "Thank you for the refugees." ”

"Where, if this is the case, it is the right thing to do to help the suffering. The Patriarch of Lisbon laughed and sent Mother Melissa out. After Sister Melissa's figure disappeared outside the gate, the smile on his face disappeared in an instant.

"Hmph, but the kindness of the woman, how can these precious supplies be wasted on those refugees in such a tense situation. A flash of blue flickered across his face, and it was obvious that Mother Melissa's aggressiveness just now still angered the powerful cardinal.

Because Mother Melissa did not have access to the internal practices of the Holy Church, she did not know how strong the internal warehouse of the Holy Church was. The Holy Sect has been operating in the Holy Radiance City for a hundred years, and the foundation is far stronger than ordinary people imagine, and the various materials stored are even enough for the citizens of the city to use for ten years, so the Patriarch of Lisbon just promised to be so happy, and it was just a favor.

However, he believes in the creature of "people", and if the disaster relief materials are distributed too happily, how can those refugees remember the good of the Holy Religion? They will only take it for granted, only after they have been frozen, starved, or dead, and their hearts are painful, and they will be grateful for some small favors and small favors of the Holy Religion, and they will become loyal believers of the Holy Religion.

From this point of view, there is not yet time to start large-scale aid to refugees, just like boiling porridge, the rice has just softened and has not yet bloomed, and it is about to be served to the table in a hurry.

It is necessary to wait until these refugees are desperate, and at the same time, they are at the apex of the avenue of resentment against the royal family and the nobles of Shenghui City, and then the Holy Sect will act as a savior, so as to achieve the best effect.

It's a pity that there are many ascetics in the Holy Church who, like Mother Melissa, are stupid enough to read the Holy Commandments, foolishly saying things like "God loves the world" and asking for supplies from him.

Real rotten wood cannot be carved.

This is the difference between the Patriarch of Lisbon and many priests within the Holy Church, and the main reason why His Majesty the Pope has entrusted him with all the affairs of the Holy Radiance, and the main reason why he has become the head of the cardinal archbishop above ten thousand people under one person at an incredible speed in just over a dozen years.

The Holy Religion needs the people who were born to be responsible for the image, and the people who have entered the world to expand their influence, and they are indispensable to each other.

Religion is like a firefly, in order to shine, there must be darkness. Lisbon believes so and does so.

The Patriarch of Lisbon paced slowly through the courtyard, dismissive of the refugees. In his opinion, since the beginning of historical records, the change of dynasties in the past dynasties is actually just the replacement of one nobleman with another, and the replacement of one name with another.

Were there any civilian uprisings that overthrew the kingdom?

No, because human power is too small and too powerless in the face of such a great force as "elements".

And the role of civilians is only to make the fire burn stronger, faster, and more powerful when the fire is burning through the sky and is about to burn through the whole day.

Other than that, there is no value.

Thinking like this, the bishop of Lisbon stretched out a foot and directly crushed an ant crawling slowly on the ground.

It's really, too weak, too humble.