At the same time, the peasants, artisans, ordinary merchants, and members of the chamber of commerce, all in all, ordinary people who did not know that their wives and daughters, their houses and possessions had been promised to it by the eternal truth, and who were about to send its pious people to recover them, did not live as they had before, and their lives were deeply affected by the coming war, which they did not know about.

The people in the vicinity of the Eternal City have long since stopped complaining, no, all of them who have some ability or connections have already packed up their packages and gone to their relatives and friends in the mountains to take refuge - the Holy See leaders of the Eternal City certainly don't care that a few ordinary people (whether they are men or women) have been turned on the street by the Shinrikyo allies they have invited, this is a small loss worth mentioning in their eyes, the common people have nothing to complain about, and the emperor's army in previous years did not pay attention to anything when they came to help." Three disciplines, eight points of attention" Ah, the wheel will not be less than a piece of meat, and it will not even be a reason for them not to continue to pay taxes and tribute to feed the Shinrikyo allied forces invited by the Holy See, the common people will complain, they are too squeamish, it is all the fault of the common people, they should quickly pay money and repent, and then have a fiery hug with the Shinrikyo soldiers asking for their forgiveness - but the top of the Holy See does not care, the men and women who have the possibility of being wheeled ordinary people do care very much, they vote with their feet without a ballot.

"The man who runs the mill has left his mill, the farmer has left his hoe, and the merchant has locked up his shop...... They are all hiding from a plague called 'Truth'...... The flour was scattered in the mill and no one picked it up, and the unprocessed ears of wheat lay in the field until the birds ate them all. It was market time, but the streets were deserted. Like a wilderness, ah. Blessed are the merchants who close their doors, because even when they are open, there are no customers...... They are afraid of the city, just as the people of old were afraid of the bloody lion's den......"

A lowly monk in the Holy See wrote these words in the same year, and he was a classmate of the audacious and presumptuous pretending archbishop of Neustria, who had always harshly rebuked and despised his unscrupulous countrymen, who had either gone mad or made a contract with the devil, for no normal man could have done what he did! It's okay to make yourself an archbishop. After all, he is not the only bishop who does not listen to the Eternal City these days, but what the hell is another pope and another doctrine! Some ignorant men in the countryside would claim to be the reincarnation of the Savior, and his classmate would come to such a set, which was a shame on Abbot Dora! Abbot Dora's character is excellent, and his learning is excellent, and he can't do such a stupid thing!

Even if Neustria didn't end up right away, and he still had a lot of unruly nobles, bishops who rode on the wall, and abbots who fell in the wind, he insisted that this classmate who signed a contract with the devil would not end well. The day of destruction is at hand!

However, time and time again, the facts mercilessly gave him a fierce riposte.

Nyustria prospered day by day, and the wonderful gadgets and paints it made greatly enriched the markets of the Eternal City and the enjoyment of powerful figures in the Holy See through open, private, and smuggled channels, but had nothing to do with him. He still has no shortage of food and clothing, and he hasn't been promoted, so he still insists. It didn't take long for Neustria to be proud, after all. The Holy See of the Eternal City has stood for thousands of years and has performed countless miracles. The barbarians of ancient times were once prosperous, but in the end they still paid due respect to it, and even if those who served the gods suffered for a while, the final victory would surely be theirs.

It wasn't until the "allies" of Shinrikyo settled in that he suddenly woke up from the millennial glory of the Eternal City and realized how bad the situation had become.

At first, he and a group of like-minded young and knowledgeable clergy questioned why the Holy See had not resorted to the Emperor, a traditional ally, but had to sign an alliance with a group of pagan dogs, believing that this was a very confusing strategy, and that the Emperor should unite with the Emperor and attack Shinrikyo first and then Neustria. They felt that their idea was very legitimate, but the Holy See ignored it, so they went from many places to inquire everywhere, and among them, two of them were relatives and old friends, teachers and classmates, and some connections, and they all learned what was going on, and they all gasped, kept silent, and went away - the emperor could no longer count on it, and many loyal nobles and bishops were ordered to go on the expedition, but none of them returned.

The tyrant of Neustria has not yet been officially proclaimed emperor, but many kings have become like her vassals, or even vassals, because the vassals of the vassals are always loyal to their vassals (although the loyalty of the vassals is the same thing in these days, but the direct vassals are always more closely connected to their vassals than the ethereal royal power), and the courtiers of these kings are scrambling to flatter Neustria before their kings, just before Neustria gives an order, Collectively, they took their king's throne out from under their king's ass and replaced it with a more injuring master.

The Holy See issued many harshly worded amnesties for such perverse acts, and in turn ordered its merchants to buy more paper, silk, porcelain, and other beautiful things, so that these amnesties were ineffective, and the tributes from the nations were getting smaller and smaller day by day, for they had to keep the money for the goods of Neustria.

Now that the Holy See has neither troops nor financial resources, and the pilgrims are flocking to Neustria with honey and milk, and seeing that it is about to be brought down, can it not be united with Shinrika?

But is it okay to unite?

He didn't know what it was like for Neustria to be taken over by Shinrija, and what it was like for the Eternal City to be taken over by Shinrija, he had seen it with his own eyes. A lowly priest like him, who had been immersed in copying all day long, had lived behind the high walls of the monastery, without rain or famine, and that nothing had happened, but that he could be said to be a paradise of seclusion, but now he could smell the smell of blood and the suffocating smell of another act of filth outside the walls.

"The truth is great!"

"The truth is great!"

"Long live the truth!"

"Long live the truth!"

"Everything in the world is promised to us by the truth!"

"All that is in the world, Hiccup, beautiful women, treasures, slaves, houses and fields, and lovely boys, is the truth, Hiccup, promised us! We can treat as we please! Long live the truth! ”

Such a roar, which sounded outside the walls countless times a day, the kind of justified and implicit slogan of demonstration, when shouted by a group of drunken, bright-eyed soldiers, could have scared the bricks off the walls—yesterday, two more laymen who worked in the monastery begged the abbot to let their children take shelter in the monastery for a while, but could the walls of the monastery really shelter them?

After all, according to the truth of Shinrikyo, even the bricks on the high walls of the monastery belong to Shinrikyo from the moment the world was opened!

"Hey, if this continues, I might as well join the Geoffrey Ascetic Society and go to the wilderness with them to practice, at least they won't be convinced of the truth!" After another wave of Shinrikyo prayers had passed like thunder, the young monk sincerely thought that he had never dreamed of joining the penance society when he had an errand in the Holy See in the Eternal City, and now he felt that it was also a relief, he had had enough of Shinrikyo prayers, and at the same time faintly worried about his own safety.

The poor monk did not know that the current Geoffrey Ascetics, under the influence of the money and personnel sent by Neustria, had become the puppets of his old classmates, and were doing the work of the general espionage department, such as going to the streets to oppose the corruption of the Holy See, and denouncing the price paid by the people for their alliance with Shinrikyo, because they were under the financial support and protection of Neustria, regardless of their own safety, and did not care about the taboos of Shinrikyo or Shinrikyo and actively raised the alarm, there were many men and women who were ignorant of Shinrikyo before, Heightened vigilance and avoided the fate of being wheeled - I have to say, the ending was good, although it had nothing to do with the original intention.

"Tomorrow I will take a leave of absence, and take refuge in the monastery on Montecabe, for this eternal city is no longer a place for men, the gods have rejected it, and I wonder when it will be cleansed of filth. Now even the ascetics of the Jeffrey Order have left! "The black-clad ascetic, who habitually looked at the street corner, and did not see the black-clad ascetic who had always been there to incite people, and the young monk who had no hope for the future of the Eternal City, at least in the near future, began to decide to translate his inner complaints into action.

It's just that the wicked Archbishop of Neustria didn't give his old classmate a chance to avoid the wind and rain, but let him witness history!

"It's time!" Naval Commander Francis stood on the deck of the new flagship "The Glory of Neustria", his straight figure was like a flagpole in the sea breeze, the snow-white cloak behind him rolled like angry waves in the sea breeze, his eyes were calm, like dark blue icebergs in the sea, but the ancestral pirate blood in his veins had already boiled, and he finally returned to his stage! Belong to his ship and his hammer, not to the stage of his clothes and jewelry! "Raise the battle flag! The Eternal City's Quest for Restoration begins! May our God in heaven and His firstborn see us! See us wash away the filth of this city! See us banish the false prophets who claim to be divine and the heretics they seduc! ”

"Hooray! Banzai! Banzai! May they see us! See us in action! May we cleanse this city with blood and fire, like a blast furnace that burns away the dregs, so that she may receive the glory she deserves! ”

Three red flags were raised on the flagship, and the battle began! (To be continued......)