After sending away the priests of St. Hillary's monastery, the corners of Archbishop Joseph's mouth curled contemptuously.

"Hmph, these cowards." He licked his fat lips and moved his cask-keg--long ago, when he was copying scriptures in that little-known monastery, he was no less thin than his former Bishop of Turnest, and as his position grew higher, his figure bulged like a balloon—and now he could no longer move with ease and agility, but his mind was as flexible as when he had gone to find the Duke of Ulrich.

He did not roar on the spot for failure, as Countess Fischer did, or immediately punish the few priests who had failed to do their job.

He is not the kind of woman who only wanders around the small circle of nobles all his life and can only see his nose in front of him, he is the archbishop who has been wandering in the big quagmire of the court all the year round.

Gaffes for his own failures do him no good, but rather give a glimpse of his weakness.

So, he calmly listened to the nonsense of the cowards, and comforted them kindly, claiming to speak for them before the Duke of Ulrich—of course, he would not really speak to the Duke of Ulrich on behalf of the priests, for the simple reason that he would not really speak.

Duke Ulrich had no idea about it.

It was the Duke of Ulrich's order to send the golden cup and the golden holy book, and it was the archbishop's idea to send a knife to the little bishop by the way.

As for how he explained to the Duke of Ulrich afterwards?

Hehe, if Bishop Turnest is assassinated, isn't it very natural for him to judge those villains as archbishop? When refereeing. Those demons-possessed clergymen who dared to assassinate the holy and venerable Bishop of Turnest were guilty of such a sinful act. After seeing the more holy and honorable archbishop, he could not withstand the light and torture. How natural it is that Duke Ulrich went to hell before he could personally ask for it!

Even if they had gone out of their shit luck and survived to confront Duke Ulrich in person, they would have suffered a little injustice - it would have been a loaf of bread that would have been washed and cleansed!

Of course, he would have carefully examined the piece of bread that had been used for divine judgment, and would not have lost his life in public as pathetic and shameful as that stupid former bishop, and died worse than a mouse in the gutter.

The holy and venerable new Bishop of Turnest, or the force behind him, knew that the Divine Judge had prepared to add spice to the bread that the stupid former bishop had eaten. Or rather. Without the help of the Archbishop, who had always been at odds with the former bishop and who had invested in the minor bishop, it would not have been so easy for them to add spice to the bread that was used for divine judgment.

Thinking of this, the archbishop sighed.

He miscalculated.

He had thought that the new bishop was going to poison his adversary. He felt that the old bishop should be able to see through his trick, and the new bishop continued to deny it, so that his original plan—that the two would not fight each other for a hundred years—would be realized, and that the spiced bread would be exposed. The light of the new bishop's body that is obedient to the god of fire will fade.

In this way, he could once again suppress the little bishop of the god of fire to the same level as his undesirable predecessor.

But! That stupid former bishop wasn't as shrewd as he thought he was! He didn't even notice the ingredients in the bread!

What a miserable death he had!

As a result, because of the stupidity and incompetence of the former bishop (the archbishop would not admit that he did not find out what the other party was doing then)), the divine light on the new bishop not only did not fade, but only brightened again!

That's really ...... Is......

Archbishop Joseph. I can't wait to travel back in time and chop off his hand that helped the little bishop add ingredients to the bread!

Afterwards, not only the noble knights of the court. The ladies spoke of the young beauty, the charismatic new bishop, even his greatest pillar of support. The Duke of Ulrich showed his intention to win over the new bishop.

This...... This......

Archbishop Joseph. He has always been proud of his talents, although he is not of high origin, he is not very knowledgeable, and he still misrecites the scriptures when he preaches in public, but what are those things! The ladies of the court liked his flattering round face and amiable demeanor, and the Duke of Ulrich felt that he was in control, and with the support of these people, the pathetic former Bishop of Tournest could not attack him in any way, and only increased the laughing stock.

While the former Bishop of Turnest privately ridiculed his theology, Archbishop Joseph also ridiculed his self-righteousness behind his back—who cared about his theological process except the pious king?

Talking about your theological knowledge in front of these illiterate princes and nobles is like showing monkeys a Swiss-made brand-name watch!

It's better to give them a bunch of peaches.

In the past, Archbishop Joseph had been giving peaches to these noble monkeys, so that no matter how the previous bishop attacked him, his position as archbishop was always as solid as a rock.

And now, the rock is shaking, and cracks have appeared, which makes him not frightened!

The new Bishop of Turnnest, like him...... No, he came from a more humble background and had a grudge against the former bishop, and the Duke of Ulrich did not have to worry about propping up the native church of Newsteria when he used him; He was young and beautiful, and was more pleasing to the ladies of the court than his chubby face; He had mastered divine judgment and his opponents had died of divine punishment, and the knights, nobles, and fools and fools of all thought that he would be a sure saint in the future!

They don't know how to read, but they know miracles.

The new bishop has miracles, the archbishop does not, and they don't have to take theology -- they don't have the ability to do it -- and they can easily judge who is more pleasing to the gods and his old people.

Archbishop Joseph seemed to see the terrible, tragic prospect.

The Duke of Ulrich declared that he should go to some beautiful monastery to accompany the books and the vineyards, as the former Bishop of Turnest had done, and the young bishop, whom he had almost single-handedly supported, took up his white bishop's shawl and sat on that glorious high position......

Archbishop Joseph, at the thought of this terrible possibility, shuddered involuntarily.

Over the years, in order to curry favor with the northerner Duke Ulrich, he offended many Neustrian nobles and high-ranking church personnel - Duke Ulrich burned and looted the abbey, met with the abbess alone, these things were well known, but he did not once announce the excommunication of the Duke - no, he tried to intimidate the victim and act as a spy for the Duke, he knew that in the eyes of many he was the Duke's accomplice and dogleg, and they did not blame him wrong.

If he loses the power of the duke one day......

These people don't celebrate with just a glass of wine, like the serfs who keep to themselves.

At that time, not to mention women and children, the house and the treasures, it will be a blessing for him to be a willing prisoner behind the four high walls of the monastery and save his life!

He would not allow himself to do nothing and fall to that point, and he would not willingly vacate the archbishopric's throne.

He must fight for his position and his life!

Therefore, he did not hesitate to pass on the orders of the Duke of Ulrich and sent assassins to assassinate the new Bishop of Turnest twice!

Soon, there will be a third time.

As long as that fails, he will continue to send Assassins until they succeed in eliminating the enemies that threaten his archbishop's throne.

"I'm going to get rid of this hateful boy, I must!"

Archbishop Joseph, in the dark temple, in front of the brightly lit altar with hundreds of candles, swore in his heart.

"Oh," he said, looking at the golden icons above the altar, his face twisted and terrible, "if he really has your protection, then I would sell my soul to the devil!" (To be continued......)