Chapter 457: The Holy See's Pawn Crossing the River
Unfortunately, the ascetics of the monastery in the western part of the fog capital are holding a six-day penance ceremony, using only a small piece of unleavened bread, a few green leaves and a bowl of water every day, by keeping the precepts, to remove the traces of the extravagant life left by the past when they held power, to purify their spiritual world, so that the supreme god can breathe the spiritual breath into the body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Master Baldwin, the penitent, was the master of the ceremony and couldn't get out of the way at all. Fortunately, there was a cardinal among the ascetics who was familiar with prophecy and foresaw Eckert's troubles seven days in advance, so the gray-robed deacon of the West End Abbey had already prepared a pair of elaborate gloves for the black-clothed priest.
"The sigh of Migath of Fire, the highest rank of the Divine Ladder, the chief of the Seraph with six wings, and the greatest manifestation of the will of the Four Elemental Monarchs of Fire. Of course, this is not a holy vessel stored in the treasury of the Holy See, but an imitation made by the ascetics of the West Side Abbey. It creates fireballs, blazing fireballs, and fire clouds out of thin air, protecting the wearer from flames. ”
The black-clothed priest Eckert accepted Master Baldwin's gift with great emotion, this crystallization of the wisdom of flame alchemy, with holy power as the trigger key, is very suitable for himself who is proficient in paladin combat skills, but has no spell output ability.
However, after receiving the master's gift, his mood also became a little inexplicably depressed, after all, even the penitent was not optimistic about his trip to the north, and Eckert felt that the future was as dark as night, and there was no hope in sight.
When the power of the Holy See in the Kingdom of Bryant was at its strongest, he once marched north and won a series of victories, forcing the remnants of the dark forces and various heretics to abandon their grievances and form a Council of the Round Table to join forces against the adjudicators and judges of the Holy See. At one point, they gained partial superiority, and even a situation in which the Holy See was at the disposal of the Holy See during the day and the Round Table Council at night. On the whole, however, the Papal See's power has a large number of believers who can provide a steady stream of supplements, and the longer it drags on, the more the power of the Round Table Council will shrink.
It's a pity that something has happened to the gods behind the Holy See, not only the magic given to the priest is not working, but even the holy power given to the knight of virtue has begun to become intermittent.
The priests of the ancient gods, who had been very miserable, were able to have a respite, stir up conflicts of interest among the nobles, and cause protracted wars, so as to reap rich sacrifices and try to awaken the sleeping gods with large-scale blood sacrifice rituals.
As for the heresies lurking in various places, they also began to emerge one after another, using their eloquence and wisdom to win the support of the nobles, to divide and attack the Holy See, and further weaken the Holy See.
The aristocracy, which held secular power, was also very covetous of the monolithic Holy See and the churches of various countries with a large amount of land and wealth, and they contributed money and efforts to support the endless "Reformation".
The three religions stood side by side, the sects were rampant, and the shadow that once shrouded the heads of the powerful people of various countries, like the Holy See, was pulled out of its claws and flesh by the constantly divided sects, and the internal strife that intensified year by year exhausted the vitality of the Holy See.
The churches stationed in various countries had to adopt a strategy of contraction, abandoning the vast and populous countryside and rallying their core to keep a limited number of large cities.
In order to conceal his identity, Eckert even stripped off the dark robes unique to the black-clad priests, replaced them with an unmarked gray cloak, and claimed to be a "wilderness ranger" who loved nature and forests, and headed for the area ruled by the Northern Round Table Council.
Instead of taking the intercity roads in good condition, the lone ranger plunged headlong into the forest covered with dead leaves, doing things that suited his identity in the wilderness far from the hustle and bustle of people.
After only three days, the aura of the paladin on Eckert's body faded and disappeared, and the smell belonging to the black-clothed priest was also assimilated by the natural environment, and the only smell of blood was still the remnant of slaughtering prey for food and hunger in the past few days.
His unrazed chin, his bushy beard, and his ragged appearance were very much in keeping with Eckert's identity as a wilderness ranger, so he left the barren mountains and forests and safely approached the destination of his trip in a new capacity, Aberdeenburg, the northern coastal region of the Brityne Kingdom.
Unfortunately, today's coastal area, thanks to the establishment of the Wizarding Academy, attracts a large number of charlatans, street hustlers, tricksters and even magicians, who do not dare to get too close to the stone statue of Aberdeen Castle, but stay in the neighboring city of Dean and wait for their chance.
The guardian of the Dark Castle, using the petrified magic eye given by Lu Bin, exerts the power of the magic eye on any "intruder" who enters the territory of the castle without receiving an invitation, no matter who it is, as long as the magic resistance cannot exceed the upper limit of Lu Bin's magic power, it will turn into a cold stone statue.
Eckert entered Dean City as a wilderness ranger, a lowland city with a handicraft industry as its mainstay, and due to the large number of immigrants entering the city, the rent of apartments and real estate prices were pushed up, which led to the business of taverns and inns, resulting in a deformed prosperity.
The creation of the Wizarding Academy, Aberdeen Castle with the Coastal Workshop, replaces the nobility's lace jokes and becomes the main source of recent news in Dean City.
The revitalization of fishing nets has only a small effect on the fishing and aquaculture industries, but the crystallization of the wisdom of the wizard has transformed seemingly ordinary things into all kinds of magical objects.
Moonstone, a newly popular lighting tool, is made of high-priced white crystal, ordinary quartz, and a spell model engraved with "Immortal Flame" on the surface, which can accumulate light and heat by basking in the sun, and activate the spell by friction when night comes, and slowly release the sunlight.
Although the price is not low, compared with the consumption of oil lamps, this kind of light source, which almost does not cost money, has become a popular object for the magnates and wealthy businessmen in Dean City, and even civilians with little money will grit their teeth and buy a set for their own home.
At night, Dean City is no longer a "rural community" with sparse lights, but a city that never sleeps, shining with countless brilliance, and the stereotypical and sluggish nightlife has become colorful. It welcomes people from all walks of life with its striking charm, becoming a pearl that illuminates the northern night sky and attracting freedmen from other lowland cities to migrate to it.
All of this is closely related to the Dark Castle, and the powerful who know the inside story know that the three hundred apprentices of the Wizarding Academy are being reasonably squeezed by Lord Aberdeen, using their wisdom to grab a lot of wealth.
A sorcerer of the Accession sect has risen to prominence and has the ambition to become a new family, making it a worthy investment for a nobleman who often turns his back on the church and has an eye for the dark forces.
Baron Talion, because of his proximity to the Thorn Hills, was able to get ahead of the others and gain the greatest convenience and benefit.
Not only did he successfully solve the haunted incident of the Kingfisher Mine, the family's property, with the help of the "Great Wizard", but he also successfully became acquainted with the owner of the castle and made his youngest son the "godson" of Lord Aberdeen.
In the unification war of the Britenn Kingdom, the Talion family, one of the powerful lowlands, chose to surrender to the strong master of the fog capital. The gamble that pressed his fortune led him to the title of nobility, and although he belonged to the lowest rank of baron, because of his own land, he was separated from knights and lords in the aristocratic sequence, like a chasm.
This time, Baron Talion decided to use the help of the Dark Castle to make his family soar again. He felt that he had a very accurate eye for people, and from the initial understanding of the operation mode of the wizarding academy, he roughly guessed the character of the owner of the castle.
"Lord Aberdeen, according to my observations, is definitely not an old man buried in a scroll of witchcraft, but a new-age wizard with a broad vision, familiar with business operations, and good at dealing with nobles. He stepped out of the dark and silent tower and into the deserted coastal area, where a great experiment was being carried out. ”