Many people don't understand Wren's thoughts, not because they're stupid, but because they're not level high enough and don't stand high enough to see anything farther. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is not much difference between great people and ordinary people, it's just that great people are used to looking into the distance, while ordinary people only look at the road in front of them.

In Wren's view, the Archduke of Joan of Arc and the Church were united, and both sides had a responsibility to fulfill their obligations as allies, regardless of their considerations. The Church may have given the Grand Duke Joan of Arc some political help - the Empire has always suppressed the Church, but the aristocracy is not always willing to follow the will of the Empire.

This is also the wisdom of the church, with strong financial resources, material resources, channels and tens of thousands of years or even more accumulation, the church has penetrated into all aspects of people's lives. In times of disaster, the church will stand up for disaster relief and give to the poor. For the nobles, they will also try their best to curry favor, and when necessary, they can also introduce them to some other nobles. Sometimes they also play the role of brokers, helping the powerful with some of the dirty work.

And this is the role of the church in this era, a religious organization that is not willing to be lonely, a religious organization that tries to restore the **** monarchy. The Church can give Archduke Jeanne d'Arc is nothing more than to help her ease the current-for-tat situation, using the influence of the Church itself and the deal with Empress Pars to stabilize the current predicament that Archadency of Arc is facing.

So what does the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc want to give back to the Church?

Money?

Countless rich people wept and shouted to donate untold wealth to the church, and they didn't even ask for anything.

Right?

Those aristocrats who are inclined to the church do not know how many, as long as the church needs it, they will definitely stand up and raise the flag for the church.

So what else can the Archpublic of Arc give to the Church?

An image!

One attitude!

A change!

The Arch of Arc became a Catholic is one of the best advertisements, without one. Her actions are like a weather vane, like a potential force to get more people to join the church as a big collective. And she will also become the main force of the church's propaganda, you see, even a person with the status of the Grand Duke is a believer, what are you people still hesitating about?

She will play the role of an example to bring more believers to the church to the religion, which is what Her Majesty of Joan of Arc can do, and where the only place the church needs to use her.

So how do you make this happen naturally? It's not enough to wear a white robe and hold a Bible in her hand, she has to participate in the activities of the church in public, so that people can find out that she is really with us, and only then can she play a propaganda role.

That's why Wren would issue such an inexplicable mission, and he calculated that the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc would inevitably go to church.

The church is a sacred place, and a very special place, where there will not be too many soldiers in this place of pure holiness, because every believer is a fanatical soldier. The peasants, with their feet and legs covered in mud, rolled up their sleeves and went with the army of the Crusade to Byron to preach, show that these believers were by no means as weak and incompetent as one might think.

A saint once commented on the Church, saying that faith is the most terrible weapon in the world, and when a person arms himself with faith, he will become extremely powerful, he will no longer have any hesitation, he will no longer feel fear, and even the breath of death will become sweet in their eyes.

The church will not let the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc have an accident in the church, and the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc does not have to think about his own safety in the church.

Therefore, this so-called exciting political show is bound to be staged.

For more than ten days, there was no progress in the matter, and the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc came out three times, but not once did he have the desire to go to the church. Just when Wren's field workers felt a little irritated, the light finally came.

Every weekend is a day of prayer where believers gather in churches to pray for themselves, their families, and their ancestors who have ascended into the kingdom of God.

It was not yet dawn, and the sky in late winter and early spring was much later than in summer, it was close to six o'clock, and it was still dark outside the house, and it was almost impossible to see the palms of his hands. But by this time there were already many people in the streets walking towards the church with torches, as they had always done, to go to the church to pray.

Faith is a great power, and those who are usually reluctant to get out of bed before the sun rises have the courage to get up, and they walk in groups, stepping on what may be the last snow before the arrival of this spring, and slowly walking towards the church. The snow in the southwest of the empire is not too big, far less than the almost uniform snow in the north of the empire, but this year's snow is a little heavier than before.

The heat emitted by the people in the air was like a wandering monster, swooping forward and disappearing from people's sight. These people seem to love to chat, and the content of the conversation is not very high-minded, it is nothing more than whose child has done something, whose dog has bitten someone, whose daughter has married a gambler and can't get by. This kind of topic is very cheesy and very popular, and everyone loves to discuss it, and from time to time they will express their own unique opinions, or tell a piece of gossip that is true or false.

When the people finally gathered outside the church, they were surprised to find a familiar figure standing on the steps of the church.

It's His Royal Highness!

For the dress of His Royal Highness and her presence here, many people had an inexplicable sense of pride in their hearts, and this pride made their bodies stiff and erect due to the cold.

"It's His Royal Highness!"

"Your Highness, you're early!"

Some bold people opened their mouths to greet the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc, and the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc did not have the same frame as before, and nodded amiably to those who greeted him, and shook his hand, "Okay!", most of the people who received her response couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, in this hierarchical society, a class is a moat that cannot be crossed. You must know that in the past, and now, many commoners have been arrested and imprisoned, fined, or forced labor for the crime of "harassing the nobles" because they greeted the nobles.

Grand Duke Joan of Arc is a great nobleman second only to the golden aristocracy, standing at the top of the power ladder of the entire aristocratic class, she is so kind and approachable, which really makes many people overjoyed.

"I am praying today as a believer, I am not a king, not an archduke, not some Valkyrie. I'm just an ordinary Desi, I'm no different from you and all Desi. She said it slowly, enough for most people to hear, and many held their breath to hear what she had to say, "I've done something stupid lately, but I've done the right thing too......"

Everyone knows what she said stupidly, that is, the slaughter of the city. Of course, it was someone else who was slaughtered, not the city, not the residents of this feudal country, and the people's perception of the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc here did not collapse, on the contrary, everyone recognized the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc. At least during her reign, she took considerable care of the common people, gave a lot of preferential policies and conveniences, and won the respect of the people.

People looked at him, and every pair of eyes sparkled like stars in the deep sky in the dark night, "That is when I have found the place of my soul, and I have found the garden where I am at peace—faith!"

"Standing here, I am no different from you, as a believer. ”

Although there are not many words, I have to say that it is very wonderful, of course, Wren, who was observing from the side upstairs, thinks that this manuscript should be written by the person in charge of missionary work within the church. A person like Joan of Arc, who is called a Valkyrie, can't write such a short but very powerful text, to put it bluntly, she is a muscle mallet, and she may not know much other than slashing people and slaughtering cities.

The faithful held torches high and cheered, and there was nothing more worthy of joy than the affirmation of their faith and conviction by a noble person.

Grand Duke Joan of Arc raised his hand and pressed it falsely, "Please exercise restraint, I hope everyone will see me as an ordinary person, thank you!"

When the morning bell struck, the doors of the church slowly opened, and the priests and bishops dressed in priestly robes stood on either side of the door, smiling and looking at the believers outside the door.

Under the leadership of the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc, a group of people slowly poured into this small church.