"Your Excellency Priest," said Evan Hall, who was so nervous that he forgot to say the eulogy, and tried to keep himself from trembling, but forgot all about the worldly etiquette, and said a very offensive remark: "I ...... Came to accuse the Queen Mother Regent and King Liebang for the crimes of the government. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Crime", he even used an extreme word.

The chief priest, however, ignored his words, but closed his eyes and knelt reverently before the fountain, clutching his pure gold cross and praying softly. The rest of the priests did not interrupt the Mass, and majestic hymns swirled around the altar.

Evan Hall felt only dizzy and cold under his feet, and he even thought that he had a layer of white flame wrapped in him.

"Ignore them, mortals, and if you have any appeal, they will not bother you—they have not fasted and washed their bodies without fasting just now, and they have eaten them in response. Corelli smacked a round that didn't look like a circle, causing Evan to tremble from head to toe again.

"Queen Mother...... Brutality,"

Evan's mind went blank, and the pre-typed manuscript had long been thrown out of the sky, so he said a lot of thoughtless and untactful words: "Take advantage of the great ...... Inquisition, massacre of dissidents, desecration of the Temple. ”

"The little king was young and ignorant, but he was ferocious, and he entertained wild beasts to eat criminals...... It's really not suitable to be the king of a country. ”

After saying this, he paused for a moment, for he felt that his mind had been drained, and he stood in front of the golden gate of the Holy Spring Altar and waited for the Templar's punishment.

Yet nothing happened, and the priests' songs still echoed through the empty stone walls.

"The contemptible man thinks that the true God has mercy on the world and spares the empire from suffering, and therefore should ...... Depose the monarch and the queen regent, and restore peace and prosperity to the country. ”

Evan finally squeezed out another sentence.

After a long time, after a Mass had been recited, the priest led the people to bow three times to the altar and then straightened up.

The chief priest slowly opened his eyes, looked directly at the person standing by the door in a trembling manner, and then looked at the archmage who led the way, Corelli, and said, "Mortal, the true god listens to your plea. ”

His expression was serious, his voice was gentle but not lacking in majesty, and he used the usual tone and demeanor of his sermons: "But the king rules the world, and the cultivators serve the true God and care for the faith of the world, and the holy realm does not interfere in political affairs." ”

To Evan's surprise, the chief priest did not let him receive the same treatment as his retinue just now, but listened to him calmly.

"But...... Judge the sinner Haysa Larsen, King Liepont's accession to the throne...... Sanctuaries also play a pivotal role. Evan felt himself convulsed, babbling gibberish in front of the priest.

They have betrayed the faith, and if they allow heretics to do evil, the true God will bring down punishment on the land. The chief priest was not as vague as the court man.

"At present, the royal power is also suspected of blaspheming the true gods, and the Queen Regent actually gave an order in vain and used the central inquisition. As far as I know, the rulers have also been perfunctory in their response to the Sanctuary's order to march to Paliva, and now, two months have passed, and the southern expedition has not yet set out, which is a great connivance with heresy. ”

Evan hurriedly confessed the royal guilt, but the chief priest was unmoved, as if he was really just listening to the resentment in his heart.

Corelli was already impatient, and with a straight face, he gestured to the Chancellor of the Exchequer, and turned his back to the priests and lipsed a word: "Bribe." ”

Evan Hall then remembered what the Warlock had told him not long ago, and he didn't think it was right at the time.

Odin Diggs said to him, "For the Sanctuary, don't be afraid that they won't agree, as long as you give them enough benefits, living people, rare materials, or money. ”

Evan scoffed at this, thinking how these people who serve the true God could be moved by worldly things.

However, the warlock asked rhetorically, "Where do you think the indulgence tax, the heads of the judged, and the gold and ore that are paid by the local and royal families every year?"

Evan Hall was momentarily speechless.

"Where do you think the gilded icons that the Templars add every year come from? Where do you get the raw materials for painting the vast array patterns that are full of empires, where do the powerful spell weapons sought by monks, priests, and seminaries come from? What is the explanation for the increasing lifespan of monks?"

"Don't tell me you don't know anything - you're just pretending not to notice. Because you think you can't compete with the Sanctuary. ”

The warlock said in a mocking tone again: "You don't know why Turing died, why the Queen Mother Lelia and the little king with brain problems ascended the throne. The most fundamental reason was that the Templars felt that the taxes paid to the Sanctuary were overwhelming the people and asked for relief, while Hayza-Larsen saw the Templars as a cancer entrenched in the Empire's tree and was determined to resist. ”

"Therefore, even if there is no ill-intentioned Silver Eagle, the two of them will surely die. ”

"The Sanctuary is small in number, with less than five hundred people per city-state, and they can't actually intervene in the power of the Empire, but they have a way to intimidate you and make you afraid. As long as the world believes in them in peace and fills their bellies, they will not care whether you live or die!"

Evan asked, half-convinced, "So-you mean, you want me to bribe them with money, and convince the Imperial Templars by framing the royal family for trying to get rid of Sanctuary control?" ”

The warlock smiled slightly and asked, if he dared to bet him with ten thousand imperial gold coins. The last time he suffered a loss, Evan Hall shy away, so he rushed to the Imperial Templar overnight with a priceless sacrifice.

However, as soon as he entered the Imperial Sanctuary, all the attendants who entered the sacrificial rite were killed. The strange-tempered guide seemed to only care about him making it back alive, so he could explain.

Now what does he use to bribe the priesthood who do not eat fireworks?

Evan Hall managed to stop the trembling under his feet and tried to regain his senses.

"Lord Priest," Evan humbly bowed, reclaiming his former shrewdness, "it would be a blessing to all the people and a blessing to the Empire by the god Osiris if a new rightful heir could be enthroned." ”

"I swear as the Imperial Chancellor of the Exchequer that if there is a virtuous king on the Golden Throne, I will serve the true God more devoutly. At that time, the rate of the indulgence tax will be increased. ”

Evan looked up at the priesthood and saw that the priests were still meditating facing the altar of the sacred spring, while the chief priest was still benevolent but unmoved, as if he really didn't care about worldly affairs.

So, he continued, "All the taxes of the cities of Orion and Essonne will go to the Holy Lord. ”

Orion and Essonne were important grain producing areas in the western part of the empire, subordinate to the deep valleys, rich farmers and abundant products, and the combined annual tax revenue of the two cities was nearly 200,000 imperial gold coins, which was a very large amount. If the Queen Regent knew about this price, she would definitely take the opportunity to punish and return the two cities to the royal family.

However, the chief priest remained silent.

As a last resort, Evan could only continue to show his hole cards: "The empire will contribute ten tons of Ugin to the Sanctuary every year." ”

Ugin is an extremely valuable spell raw material, used to draw magic circles and make magic staffs, with an extremely high melting point and a dark appearance, but it has a dark golden light in the light, hence the name. Deep Valley City is in charge of six mines, and trading with nomadic tribes can obtain a total of about 100 tons per year, which can only fill half of the firewood house, so giving a tenth of the annual contribution is a huge profit.

When Evan had finished, the chief priest replied in a gentle but majestic tone: "The Sanctuary shall not meddle in worldly affairs, unless the rulers turn their backs on their faith and desecrate the Shrine." ”