Chapter 399: Proverbs

Straight hemlock trees like loyal soldiers, guarding the smooth and wide boulevard. The resulting sense of direction and security makes you want to find the end of the road.

The road leads to the city of Wild Willows, from which the Pope will sail from the town of Pinghu to the city of Wild Willows under the Buryat Command, and then turn north, passing through the city of Wellington and reaching Blinor, the royal capital of the Gambis.

There, the young Prince Edward August waited for His Majesty the Pope to crown him, accept the allegiance of his vassals, and be officially crowned Lord of the Gambis.

On the side of the road, two large vans were parked. They are pulled by two snow-white Leilier pure-blooded horses, the body is edged with silver, and the walls of the carriage are not carved with ornate ornamentation, and the shape is simple and heavy, revealing a sacred and solemn charm. Twenty mid-rank paladins rode horned wolves as large as horses, and stood guard around the two vans, followed by eight baggage wagons and 60 junior paladin cavalry.

The Pope's motorcade is ready to go.

Clement and Victor stood by the woods on the outside of the road, dressed in fine linen papal robes, wearing a papal crown, holding a platinum angel scepter, his facial features were three-dimensional like sculptures, his eyes were calm, and his temperament was majestic.

When he came, he and Turnans incarnated as commoners, mingling among the believers, and enjoying the customs of Randall's territory. When he left, he was like a cloud, mighty, showing the majesty of a generation of popes.

Clement is a legendary priest who wields the authority of the Cardinals, and a knight who is physically and mentally united, and his personal strength is enough to protect himself.

The powerful but not powerful people must be surrounded by escorts, and they will not be free within ten meters. A strong man with strength but no power has no influence of more than a kilometer, and there is no freedom from ten miles away.

Victor is very envious of Clement, although he is powerful and powerful, his appearance is too eye-catching, especially the pointed ears, he will be recognized wherever he goes.

Once, he put on his hood and sneaked into the most lively tavern in Pinghu Town, where the sound changed from loud to small, and finally silent. The people in the tavern did not dare to come out, and one by one they came over to salute, and then tiptoed away. Finally, the tavern's backstage owner, Monkey, also ran over and respectfully waited for the master's instructions.

Victor couldn't laugh or cry, and never went to a crowded place again.

Tournans, who was wearing crocodile leather armor, arranged the convoy, strode over, and said to Victor from afar: "Victor, your Randall's crocodile leather armor is really good, it actually glues the skin of a six-legged crocodile and a giant snake together, and there is a thin rattan armor in the middle, which is much stronger than the crocodile leather armor produced by the Eastern Alliance." From a distance to the front, the volume of his speech did not change in the slightest.

The bald paladin patted Victor on the shoulder enthusiastically, turned his right arm again, and said, "I have done a great job in reshaping Nelson's body. The stupid bear's muscles were as tough as old cowhide, his bones were as hard as steel, and that caligula, who was so fat that I was sore to massage the two of them that made my arms sore......"

Victor smiled elegantly: "Lord Tournans, I have a lot of eleven taxes on crocodile leather armor and vine leather armor. As for the manufacturing technology of rattan leather armor...... You can talk to Lady Sylvia. ”

"Forget it. ”

Clement took over the topic and admonished, "Victor, it is a noble act for the lord to settle the outcasts, and I hope that the Randall family can be an example for the lord." ”

During this trip to the hills, he saw many new things in Randall, the rattan leather armor is a relatively good armament, and the original barberry secret form is a major gain of this trip.

The Gripon Technique created by Turnans based on the secret form of the barberry can allow the paladins to train their inner dives from an early age, which not only improves their combat effectiveness and saves the church a lot of expensive bolsteric potions, but also extends the life span of the paladin, so that more paladins have the opportunity to be promoted to middle and high-level clergy.

The Council of Cardinals was able to extend the influence of the Templars to the Templars with the Gripen's combat skills, and Tournans' exploits would be remembered by all the Templars, and Clement would benefit from his role as head of the Council of Cardinals.

The impact of the Gripen's skills is far-reaching, but it's a foregone conclusion. What Clement never forgets is the Pope's own work, and only when he does his own work well can he advance and retreat freely, and the resettlement of displaced people is related to a series of layouts in the future.

Victor said: "Your Majesty, the Randall family has adjusted the resettlement policy, I will open the border sentry to ensure that at least 600 displaced people are accepted every month, and in the four months of the water season, the number of people accepted by the Randall family will triple." If there are more, I am afraid that it will affect the livelihood of the people. However, Lady Sylvia said that the vassal lords of the House of York would adopt a similar policy. We estimate that in the next decade, more than half of the displaced people in Gambis will be able to settle down in the Centaur Hills. ”

"Good. Clement smiled.

The diocese of Centaur Hill and the Diocese of the Kingdom of Neville settled displaced people on a large scale, so that the bishops of other dioceses had every reason to exert pressure on the lords, and the Cardinal Council was able to ensure the orderly movement of the population. For Clement, the resettlement of displaced people is an unprecedented challenge, and the slightest mistake could lead to the removal of the pope, but the power to redistribute the resources of the population is also an unimaginable force. With this power, he has countless ways to make a territory crumble, and he can also make a lord soar. Compared to this power, it is really not worth mentioning the dominance of the two dioceses.

Clement was very satisfied with Victor's attitude, but when he saw Father Miller who was busy in the convoy, his eyes froze slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said euphemistically: "Victor, the world belongs to the lord, and the divine right belongs to the church. If Miller asks you for anything, you can appeal to Bishop Perraud. He will make the arrangements. ”

The gods are all fanatics, but their power is extraordinarily strong, and powerful fanatics always point fingers at secular lords according to their own will, and will mercilessly spit on and blame their superiors. In the eyes of the church's higher-ups, those who don't know how to be flexible are a real headache, so they are often transferred to the most difficult areas, and few stay in the same place for a long time.

In the history of the Church, there have been some particularly powerful gods, and the magic they cast often has incredible effects, even breaking through the limitations of the magic itself, just like His Majesty Enoch, the first Pope, whose holy light is not limited by the magic model at all, and has the effects of healing, strengthening and punishment.

Miller undoubtedly belongs to this category of gods, his divine skill level is not high, but the holy power is extremely pure, a healing technique can bring the dying back to life, and the holy power left in Caligula's body actually aroused the jealousy of Turnans.

Clement was very concerned that Miller's adherence to traditional doctrine would become a stumbling block to Randall's religious reform. However, Miller's influence in Randall's domain is unmatched, and almost all the newborns in Randall's vassal families are baptized by him himself.

Randall's tithing tax will be changed from annual to quarterly. If there is now a presiding priest, the vassals of Randall will have to unite and set up many obstacles to resist the new method of levying the tithe. Moreover, Viscount Randall has made it clear that he hopes Miller will continue to preside over the affairs of Randall's teachings.

For now, Miller will continue to serve as the presiding pastor of Randall, and Father David will secretly guide the reform of religious affairs, gradually expand his influence, and eventually take over Miller's position. Before that, the Pope must remind Viscount Randall that Miller does not really go beyond his purview and hinder the cooperation between the two sides.

Victor knew the Pope's intentions inside out.

At the beginning, the population of Randall's territory was too small, and it was difficult for more than 2,000 people to hide the traces of alchemical humans, so Victor managed to keep Father Miller. Today, there are more than 80,000 people under the rule of the Randall family, which is enough to provide perfect cover for hundreds of alchemist humans. Even if Randall had another presiding priest, it would be difficult for the church to notice anything unusual.

However, after getting along for such a long time, the Randall family has formed a deep friendship with Miller, and Miller is not an inflexible god, in fact, he has been tossed a little cunning by the church, but he is kind and simple by nature, and he doesn't need to use much brains to get along with him.

It is precisely because of this friendship between the two parties that Father Miller can influence the upper and lower levels of Randall's collar, and the Randall family can also influence Miller. If there is an argument, Miller always runs to Victor in a huff, and is persuaded by Victor's education, and then goes back with a smile.

No one in the Randall family was happy.

"Thank you for your concern, actually...... Fr. Miller is well-versed in ecclesiastical affairs and has great abilities...... We've had a great time working together!" said Victor to praise Miller in front of the Pope.

"Then I'm relieved. Clementa nodded and beckoned to Miller.

Miller trotted over and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty, what do you command?"

Clement looked him up and down, and said solemnly: "Look at you, you are only 56 years old, older than 65 years old." The church's ban on priests abusing magic will probably not help you at all. ”

Miller was submissive and said yes. Clement shook his head and admonished earnestly: "Believers who rely on relief will encourage laziness, and relying on magic will encourage recklessness." You see, the salvation of believers is not only in their bodies, but also in their hearts. ”

"Yes! Miller's teachings are in his heart. The old priest bowed slightly, straightened up, stared into Clement's eyes, and said solemnly, "All glory be to the Lord." Miller hopes that His Majesty will remember that my lord is not my lord, and my lord is not my lord!"

Great rebellion!

The high-ranking priests present all changed color, and as soon as they touched Miller's cloudy eyes, they couldn't help but want to bow and worship, and then they realized that the old priest in front of him was the closest god to the supreme lord!

After savoring it, they found that this proverb seemed to contain infinite mysteries, and the clergy could not help but fall into deep thought, and the scene fell silent for a while.

Victor was confused, but he could also appreciate the subtle atmosphere, so he stood quietly beside him. After a while, Clement was the first to come to his senses, looked at Miller deeply, and said, "It's time for us to go." ”

Victor gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty, there is one more thing...... That, the Buryatia family used to be... It seems to have been plotted by a wizard...... I'm involved...... I would like to ask, is there any way for the church to help ordinary nobles like me defend against witchcraft?"

This is a very serious accusation.

Clement vaguely knew that the change in the Buryatia family was related to the kingdom of Dord, and the high lord did have a habit of raising wizards, but he was not in the mood to talk about anything else at the moment, so he just shook his head and led Tournans and the two high-ranking clergy to the first carriage.

The leader of the horned wolves let out a long howl, and the convoy moved slowly. Nelson led the Swiftbird Light Cavalry to the front of the convoy to lead the way.

Inside the carriage, Clement closed his eyes in contemplation, and the others meditated.

About half an hourglass had passed, and Clement opened his eyes, met the inquiring gaze of his henchman, and asked, "Turnans, what do you think?"

The First Holy Warrior's intuition was the sharpest, and he said in a deep voice: "The path of the seventh-level priest has dangers and opportunities. ”

"Your Excellency!" the paladin Casey looked at Clement in surprise, her beautiful eyes rippling with brilliance.

Level 5 Battle Priest An Wen also said excitedly: "My lord is not the lord, the lord is not my lord...... If you understand this proverb, you will be promoted to the rank of Holy Spirit pastor?"

Clement smiled slightly and said, "To understand is to understand the truth, and to understand the truth is not to grasp the truth." The word of the Spirit is about understanding, and understanding requires practice. Miller gave his realization, which is the footprint left by the Divine Being, and we take this as a direction, but we cannot follow his footprints forward. ”

"All glory be to the Lord!" the crowd chanted in unison.

Kathy looked up and asked in awe, "Is Miller a Holy Spirit pastor?"

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter to him, and it doesn't matter to us!" Clement shook his head and turned his gaze out the window.

Is it more than that, I am afraid......

This is the end of the matter about Miller, so that no one else will notice the Divine Being. Clement retracted his gaze, hesitated for a moment, and added: "Even Perot, I can't know!"

As the convoy faded into the distance, Victor walked up to Miller and elbowed him in the ribs, "Why didn't the Pope punish you?"

Miller pushed Victor's arm away, stared at him and said, "You are not a believer of my lord, I tell you, you don't understand?"

"How come I am not a believer in the Most High Lord?" asked Victor unconvinced, "You say, is there a more devout lord than me?"

"Phew!" Miller spat on the ground and said disdainfully, "You believe in!"

"Old fellow, the Pope just wanted to replace you, you know?" said Victor viciously.

"Am I not backed by you?" said Miller, smiling.

"You understand!" Victor smiled, and said with a straight face, "I just wanted to ask the Pope for a magic item to resist wizards, and you ruined my good deeds!"

Miller's eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "What do you want that kind of thing for? Divine items are protected against one kind of witchcraft, can they prevent the second? Didn't I tell you that with a coin engraved with the mark of the Holy Mountain, you can resist all witchcraft? Of course, the purple gold coin has the best effect, it is the most expensive!"

"Don't believe me, do you?" he turned around and walked away.

"Well, what do you mean by that? If you don't tell me, I'll ask someone else!" shouted Victor from behind.

"If you don't have to die, you just go and shout!" Miller said without looking back.

Victor shook his head, "My lord is not my lord, my lord is not my lord" He really didn't dare to talk nonsense, took out a smooth purple gold coin from his pocket, and muttered: "The old god stick can bluff the Pope, it seems that he really has the ability!"

"Divine Favor of the Lord of Radiance...... Hehe, it's getting more and more interesting!"

Victor carefully picked up the purple gold coin and walked briskly towards the Swiftbird mount.