The small church in the center of Pinghu Town has been torn down, and the church square has been turned into a large construction site, where thousands of craftsmen sweat in the scorching sun.

Randall led the construction of the cathedral, and the villagers of various villages rushed to help. For believers, it is an honor to lay even a brick for a sacred church with their own hands, and they will not ask for even a single copper sol for wages.

The church never had to worry about manpower and wages in building churches, but the building materials and the food and lodging of craftsmen still had to be afforded. Viscount Randall took care of the building materials and food costs for the cathedral project, which alone saved the church more than 200,000 gold soles.

According to the architectural plan, Randall's Cathedral is based on limestone and blue brick, with a total area of 19,000 square meters, which can accommodate more than 30,000 people to hold Mass at the same time, and the prayer hall is 41 meters wide and 102 meters long, with a central vault of 45 meters.

The main part of the church is expected to be completed in five years, and all that remains is the carving of the exterior features, including pointed arches, pilasters, crystal windows and more than 100 spires pointing to the sky, the highest of which is 97 meters high, second only to the 126-meter-high silver-white tower and the 147-meter-high El Shenghui Cathedral. In addition, there are thousands of statues of various shapes and sizes inside and outside the cathedral, and the vaults are painted with frescoes. It will take at least fifty years for the cathedral to be fully completed.

The overall architectural scheme of Randall's Cathedral was designed by Victor himself, emphasizing the common prayer of believers from all walks of life, gorgeous and solemn and with a warm secular atmosphere, integrating missionary, play, art and knowledge collection, and medical assistance, secretly catering to the needs of the centralized system of feudal land, which was the first in the world.

Victor spent a lot of money and spent decades building Randall's Cathedral not only for his own political purposes, but also to absorb the accumulated knowledge of the church for a long time.

Father Miller listened to Victor's design and his old face smiled like a flower, and his favorite thing to do now is to walk around the construction site every day.

Today, the workers do not see the familiar figure of Father Miller.

A carriage loaded with military supplies stopped on the road outside Pinghu Town, and the coachman looked blankly at the two priests pulling and pulling. Several chapel attendants laughed snuckly.

Dane, who was dressed in the robes of a fourth-level priest, grabbed Miller's arm and said to the coachman majestically and kindly: "Believer, the soldiers fighting in the front need these supplies, you hurry up and get on the road, so as not to be punished by His Excellency the Legion Commander!"

Thinking of the consequences of being late, the coachman suddenly shrunk his neck, hurriedly urged the horse, and shouted: "Two priests, I'll go first!"

"Hey...... Don't go, pick me up, pick me up and ......"

Miller finally broke free from Pastor Dane's entanglement, chased a few steps forward, and saw that the carriage was driving faster and faster, without the slightest sign of slowing down, he had to stop, turned to Pastor Dane and shouted angrily: "Dane! I am the resident priest of Randall Territory, and you are my assistant!"

Dane straightened out his crumpled priest's robes and said slowly, "Lord Miller, you are the resident priest of Randall Collar, and I am your assistant pastor. ”

"And what about my carriage?" Miller pointed to Dane's nose and ordered in a loud voice, "The garrison priest is going to travel, you get my carriage here!"

"The carriage of the church is broken down and is being repaired. Pastor Dane spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

"Good!" said Father Miller, nodding his head and saying, "The carriage is broken, and I will walk over by myself." As long as I want to go, there's no place I can't go. As he spoke, he beckoned to the two chapel attendants: "Come, follow me to the river beach position." The best thing a teacher is to walk on two legs, and you two little ones have to learn to walk long distances on two legs too...... There's a lot of attention to detail here. ”

The two church attendants looked at each other and trotted to catch up with the old priest. Dane and his church attendants followed, and he bitterly admonished, "Lord Miller, you and I are both mission ministers. During the war, we have no right to interfere in the affairs of the Combat Priests. Since Combat Pastor Marka did not seek our help, we should not abdicate our duties as missionary pastors. If we leave our posts without permission, Randall's teaching affairs will be completely messed up...... There was no one to treat the sick and no one to organize believers to pray...... The lamb could not find a shepherd, and would only think that there was an all-out war in Randall. Not only will there be serious problems with the operation of Randall's territory, but once the people flee, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Father Miller's pace of walking slowed down noticeably, and Dane struck while the iron was hot, and said bitterly: "There are 100,000 people in Randall's Lord! Are you going to leave a hundred thousand lambs behind and make them terrified, and let them flee in all directions, causing irreparable disaster?"

Miller finally stopped, hesitated, and said, "Isn't there still you?"

"How can I compare to you...... The parish of Randall was created by you. Before leaving, His Holiness presided over the worship service in Pinghu Town, and in front of tens of thousands of believers, he personally handed over the power to you. Pastor Dane sneered and slapped his ass, and then said, "During the war, the priest is not allowed to leave the church without permission...... It's a rule, and it's a tradition. As long as believers see you in the Pinghu Town Church, they know that this is still the place where the Holy Light shines. ”

Miller furrowed his gray eyebrows and muttered, "How can it be so troublesome? I used to be a priest elsewhere without such rules." ”

Active warfare and total defensive warfare are completely two different natures. The Fish-Man War launched by the Kingdom of Gambis is an offensive active war. The lord has an heir, and the resident priest has a deputy priest, and they can leave the territory or parish during the active war.

Pastor Dane deliberately confuses concepts. Miller didn't know the specifics, but he knew that Dane wasn't telling the truth. But Miller also acknowledges that there is some truth to Dane's claim. Father Miller stopped where he was because he knew Victor was coming.

Dane tried to persuade again, but the sound of a swift bird chirping could be heard in the distance. It didn't take long for Viscount Randall, surrounded by dozens of swift bird cavalry, to run to the side of the two priests.

"Lord Dane, I would like to speak alone with Lord Miller. ”

Victor jumped off the swift bird and smiled kindly at Pastor Dane.

Dane nodded knowingly and beckoned all the church attendants to leave.

"Alert. Victor gave the order, and the Swiftbird light cavalry dispersed.

Victor took Father Miller and walked a few steps into the woods on the side of the road, let go of his arm and smiled: "Dane has been a church attendant by Clement's side for 10 years, and an assistant under Bishop Perot for 12 years. He was already a fourth-class priest before he was forty-five years old, and he had a bright future. The fact that the Pope's students are now working as assistants shows how much face you have. ”

"The church oversees the pastor of God and is not a day away. Father Miller asked expressionlessly, "The priest needs to be supervised, but does the lord need to supervise?"

Victor pondered for a moment, then bowed his jaw and said, "The lord is under the supervision of the resident priest. But what if we have different views? Isn't it time to talk about it?"

"Let's talk!" said Father Miller, snorting, finding a stump, and asking with an angry face, "Just talk about the 'black belts'." ”

Victor smiled faintly: "You say first, what do you want." ”

"I don't know what to do!"

Father Miller said confidently, "I am learning how to be a resident priest, do you want me to learn only from Dane, or do you want me to learn from you too?"

The reason is simply too powerful.

Unable to refuse to be a teacher to a powerful god, Victor drew his sword in high spirits, drew a simple map on the meadow, and said, "The fishmen are stupid and brainless, and when they encounter a strong enemy on the mudflats, they will hide in the river and gather more companions to drive away the invaders on the mudflats." It is according to the habits of the fish-people that we start the fish-man war on the riverbank and build the port. ”

"There are endless fish-people in the Jinshui River, but the banks of the Gambis are blessed with endless hills that divide the banks into large and small beaches. The size of the river beach limits the number of fish-people. Randall has more than a dozen river beaches, only 8 of which can be run by fishmen, one of which is the Temperance Gate Port, and the largest of the remaining 7 can only accommodate more than 5,000 fishmen, and the smallest can accommodate more than 2,000 fishmen. ”

"What we're going to do is simple. Victor drew a line on the ground and said, "The fish-men will not leave the tidal flats, and we will build improvised fortifications and camps outside the tidal flats, which are called safety lines." The soldiers left the safety line, entered the river beach, drove the fishmen into the river, and waited for them to gather their fellow people in the water to rush ashore before retreating into the safety line. After the fish-men dispersed, the soldiers attacked again, so that the fish-men in the Randall section of the river were attracted to these seven river beach battlefields. The fish-men in the river rushed to the battlefield, and there was no time to care. At this time, more than 10,000 young and strong laborers who controlled the sluice beach seized the time to build a dam by the river to create topographical conditions for the construction of the port. ”

"The soldiers of the Fanged Legion stood in a line with spears and twine tied around their waists to prevent the hired men from being dragged into the river by the fishmen. No matter how well protected they were, so far one soldier and two hired men had been dragged into the river by the fishmen...... The more lax the soldiers tasked with attracting the fishmen, the greater the casualties of the hired and vigilant soldiers......" At this point, Victor slowed down and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Compared to them, my mercenary soldiers are simply playing a game! I don't know how those idiots can collapse when we are completely in control of the battlefield?"

When they saw thousands of fishmen rushing up, they disobeyed the order, threw the officer on the riverbank, turned and ran. Victor stretched out four fingers and said hatefully: "My three centurions, one captain, and their guards are all dead......! Of course, they are incompetent in governing the army, and they deserve to die. ”

"My officers deserve to die, do those deserters deserve to die?"

"It's not an excuse for you to force them to die!"

Father Miller jumped up and said bitterly: "They were only farmers two years ago, and other mercenary brigades may not perform better than them, you should give them an equal chance......

"I gave them the opportunity to atone for their sins...... Tie up the black belt, charge ahead, retreat behind. They died in battle, and I gave them a pension, granted land, and buried them in the family cemetery. If they survive, I will treat them equally, and reward them for their merits. ”

Victor said with a cold gaze, "I am confident that no lord will do better than me...... Soldier Fishman is like a risky game, but for the lord, it's a real war. ”

"The war will last for years until the port and the dockyard are built. Every war camp consumes the lord's armaments, supplies, and food every day. If the main army of the Kingdom of Duoduo was still stationed on the front line of the Minsk fortress, the Kingdom of Gambis would not be able to trouble the fishmen at all. Isn't this war?"

"Since it's a war, the fish-man doesn't care, you were a homeless or a soldier two years ago. Victor smiled, "The fishmen don't care, what do I do? I didn't force them to join the mercenary army...... Eat and drink for nothing every day, and get military salaries, and when you encounter war, you turn back into selfish outcasts, how can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Miller opened his mouth and curled his neck and said, "Isn't there a better way? Nelson, that guy personally led the troops in battle from the beginning, and they wouldn't be deserters." ”

"You've been a priest in the Eastern Alliance for years, haven't you heard of the Fish-Man Slayer?"

Victor shook his head and sighed, explaining: "It's very simple for a knight to kill a fishman, and if he kills too much, he will become a fishman slaughterer. The Fishmen will actively avoid the Fishmen Slayer, and if they don't go ashore, the Fishmen War will be lost...... And that's not even the worst of it, the fish-man slayer has been occupying the river beach for a long time, and the fish-man group will give birth to the fish-man lords. ”

Victor frowned and said, "The Fishman Lord is powerful and has tactical wisdom. I once witnessed the Fish-Man Lord quietly gather tens of thousands of Fish-Men and annihilate more than 2,000 Ant-Men at once. Luckily, it was killed by the Ant-Man leader, otherwise we would be in big trouble. ”

"This is the experience that Borui people have summed up with their lives and blood. Victor smiled at Father Miller, shook his head and said, "So, I don't dare to use the infantry phalanx to fight the fishmen in the later period." The fish-men will run away when they see that 'monster', and if they are forced to rush and get a fish-man lord out, my infantry phalanx will have to be wiped out by the fish-men. ”

The Divine Favor was silent for a few seconds, and shouted unwillingly, "It's good for me to go and put two divine arts......"

Victor's eyes froze, and he said half-tentatively: "Old man, we all know what Randall is facing......"

"Hehe, kid, tell me, what is Randall up against?" asked the Radiant Lord's deity with a smile.

Victor coughed dryly, changed the subject, and said: "No matter what happens in the future, if we have a port, we can escape to the Southern Continent." But the mercenary soldiers still have to face stronger enemies. In your eyes, every mercenary soldier is an object in need of redemption. And what I see is an army, and the army is a whole, and if you want to redeem an army, you must get rid of the impurities in it. Only in this way will the army be able to protect itself and protect the population. ”

"High-sounding. Miller laughed, pointed at Victor and said, "Why don't you let Caligula go to war? You know he's going to be a deserter, and you don't want to force him to die." So you also have selfish intentions. How can you decide the fate of the 'black belt' if you have selfish motives? And on what basis do those officers decide the fate of the 'black belt'? Can you guarantee that none of them deliberately delayed the retreat so that the 'black belt' could be sent to his death?"

"I ...... I do not know. Victor shook his head solemnly, pursed his lips vigorously, and said, "I don't think anyone can be truly selfless...... Everyone is responsible for their own decisions, and I have no regrets about my decision, that's all. ”

"No regrets?"

Father Miller shook his head and said with a look of pity: "Child, you are still far from 'no regrets...... If you want to learn 'no regrets', you must first learn 'not to be happy'. ”

Victor went to the heart and cautiously asked, "What does it mean to learn to be 'unhappy'?"

"I'm not happy right now!"

Father Miller said with a straight face: "I want to go to the battlefield of the river beach, no one in this world can stop me! Neither can that lady of yours! But I didn't go, I am here to learn from you, so you are happy, I am not happy! You say, are you making me unhappy, or am I making myself unhappy?"

It was funny for a wrinkled, thin old man to discuss his unhappiness with the knight lord. But if a Holy Spirit pastor says he's "not happy," that's a different story.

Victor smiled and said: "Who can make you unhappy, of course, you are the one who makes yourself 'unhappy'......"

Miller squinted at Victor and said, "It's easy for me to make myself happy, but it's hard for me to 'not be happy.'" That lady of yours also makes herself 'unhappy'...... When one day, you are so strong that no one can restrain you, and you can still insist on 'not being happy', then you are qualified to have a good talk with me. ”

Victor's heart jumped a few times, and he asked with a nervous expression, "You...... You know what's wrong with me? Can you help me? No, no, you should help me, right? No one to talk to, how lonely you are. ”

Father Miller's cloudy old eyes lit up with white gold, looked Victor up and down, and said contemptuously, "Isn't it just the withering of blood?"

Victor was taken aback, then looked at the old priest eagerly, and said, "Then you can help me treat it!"

Father Miller walked towards Pinghu Town with his hands behind his back and without looking back, "How can there be such a good thing in the world? When you come back from the Rose Manor, I have a problem for you to solve...... You make me happy first, and I'll help you heal it. ”