Among the four empires of the continent of Erathia, the Falcon Empire is famous for its twin cities.

Twin Cities, across the river.

One is the capital and the other is the capital, and both cities are extremely prosperous. The buildings in the city are lined up one after another, and the hawkers in the bazaar are also shouting one after another. The basic urban construction is complete, as well as the stable law and order situation, as well as the abundant source of food, so that the people here can live and work in peace and contentment.

Unlike the tiny Falken, as one of the four empires, the Twin Cities have better protections.

People who pass by only need to look up slightly, and they can see the twelve-pillar magic tower, towering majestically on the towering walls of the Twin Cities, connecting the apex and pedestal of the magic circle.

This majestic group of towers not only symbolizes the supreme divine power, but also adds an invisible magic curtain to the Twin Cities, greatly enhancing the defenses of the two cities - ordinary siege engines and low-level magic cannot cause even the slightest damage to the city walls. Even in the city, due to the restrictions of the magic tower, people cannot release magic above the second order.

For this reason, small teleportation circles designed for long-distance travel can only be set up on the outskirts of the city. Several inns of various sizes are located next to the teleportation hall, providing convenient horse, ox cart and carriage rentals for those who pass by.

Inns, prostitution houses, inns, etc. are also located in this vicinity, as if it has become a beautiful town without dwellings, forming a unique style.

Among them, there are many princes and nobles like Kodoma Falken, who are aristocratic and rich. The purpose of their visit to the Twin Cities is either for diplomatic visits, or for secret secrets, or for simple sightseeing.

Two thousand gold coins, which is enough to maintain the annual expenses of a family of five ordinary citizens in the Twin Cities, and even the annual expenses of a village in an ordinary small country, were squandered by the big fat Kodom without hesitation, just to save a month's travel time.

Kodom's fat fingers did not wear any gemstone rings. After arriving in the Twin Cities through the teleportation hall of the Turing Kingdom, in order not to attract people's attention, he took off his favorite green shoulder and replaced it with an ordinary black cloak.

As soon as he walked out of the teleportation hall, he walked a few quick steps to a sizable inn, hired a carriage, and urged the coachman to hurry into the Twin Cities.

Finding that the employer was in a hurry, the coachman, who had long been surprised, was also very patient, and respectfully bowed his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"St. Paul's City Square. ”

"As you wish, distinguished guest. He lifted the curtain and waited for the employer to sit in the car, and the driver greeted him as usual, and then raised his horsewhip: "Phew, drive." ”

The horses, who had been waiting in peace, had received the familiar order, and they gently lowered their hooves, turned around, and trotted along the avenue.

Kodom noticed that there was a constant stream of horse-drawn carriages coming and going along the way. From time to time, the coachman's low shouting and cheering could be heard around, which made his mood a little irritable. He frowned, staring at the white skin on his finger that had been revealed by the removal of the gemstone ring.

Ancestors bless, I hope everything goes well......

Kodom prayed silently in his heart.

"We're almost in town. ”

Hearing the coachman's kind prompt, he replied softly: "Well, I know." ”

Coming with the king's order, he just glanced at the towering magic tower through the curtain, and then retracted into the carriage, and sat quietly in the carriage with his eyes closed. The brick and stone avenue leading to **, wide and flat, barely feels any bumps.

And the origin of the Twin Cities is because of a pair of special twin brothers.

Nearly 100 years ago, there were twin brothers, one named John and the other Paul, who were born and raised here. And these two brothers, one with a crown of precious stones and gold, sat on the papal throne, and the other, though white and linen, was a hearer of the more holy and glorious oracles. To this day, the two of them are still in charge of the Holy See, sitting in the Holy See.

However, the two high-ranking people, who were drinking morning tea in the exquisite courtyard and had reached the age of one hundred and twenty, seemed a little restless. They didn't speak, but quietly held the saucer, their eyes wandering.

In early spring and March, the sky is clear and blue.

Although it was still morning, a few white clouds were lazily floating in the air. The occasional bird that flies by, with its crisp and melodious cry, hovers happily.

In the courtyard under the clear blue sky, the verdant mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the ivy exudes the fragrance on the white marble dome. The clear and sweet spring, flowing along the rockery, quietly slowed down at the gorgeous statue of the saint holding the water bottle. As the spring continued to pour in, the stone water bottle was finally overwhelmed, and it leaned down slightly, dumping the spring water into the pond.

With a pop, there were ripples in the pond, causing the small fish to scatter and swim away. And the melodious light sound lasted for a long time, diffusing in the quiet courtyard, bringing a burst of peace and tranquility.

The holy woman with an aquarius in her arms, with an eternal and unchanging tender expression, smiled and watched all this.

Time also passes quietly with the gurgling spring water.

Pope Paul Verne, dressed in a noble garment of fine silk with gold saffia, was not in the mood to feel this peace. Since that Blood Moon disaster, a large number of problems have ensued that he has not been able to sleep. After hesitating for a long time, he finally put down the saucer and whispered: "About that ......"

"If you have to find a reason, I think...... Maybe someone is secretly obstructing. John, the listener of the oracle, took a sip of the fragrant black tea and gently lowered the saucer. "And this man, at least, is legendary...... Or even ......"

He closed his lips and didn't continue, but the meaning in his words was self-evident.

After a long silence, Pope Paul's eyelids drooped slightly, and he sighed inaudibly. "Could it be...... Is it really impossible to find out the specific location of the blasphemer?" His tone gradually deepened, and he began to subconsciously raise his long white beard.

It's different from what it used to be......

The ominous premonition became stronger and stronger in his heart. Unlike when he first ascended to the papal throne, Paul, who had been in charge of the papacy for nearly 100 years, had long since looked down on secular power and turned to seek stability. He wanted everything to go well in his lifetime.

And in the past, the Most High God was just as He had prayed.

Whenever he fell into a moment of helplessness, the Most High God would guide him through the oracle. Relying on the oracles of Jehovah, Lord of hosts, the orders of the Holy See were always strictly carried out in the four empires. But this time, the situation was unexpectedly tricky—the early appearance of the Blood Moon disaster, the sudden appearance of the so-called Protestant true gods, and the complaints of lords and lords everywhere.

In the absence of correct information, the elite of the Inquisition that the Holy See has repeatedly dispatched have been wiped out like the noble forces sniping along the way. Most importantly, during this short period of three months, the Most High God did not send any signs!

Albeit......

He pursed his dull, somewhat withered, dry lips.

Although not entirely without gain, the Inquisitors also captured many blasphemers, and even the so-called "Virgin Mary" was regarded as a traitor bewitched by demons, and was burned at the stake with the severest punishment.

However, according to the reports from various places, their deaths have only further irritated the poor and tenants. In addition, over the years, many nobles have secretly had the bad habit of expropriation and extortion, and these many factors have allowed the fire of dissatisfaction to spread. However, thanks to the efforts of the local pastors, the empires have maintained peace for a long time, and there have been no large-scale upheavals.

Especially in those small and remote countries, the local cardinals' copywriting is already full of papers. Without exception, they are all reports of so-called Protestantism and the miracles performed by Protestants.

Following the instructions of the Holy See, most of the lords are also trying to appease the lords, but to no avail. The atmosphere of unease and panic is particularly prominent in several cities where bloody sacrifices have taken place.

The situation in the Principality of Romania, in particular, is the most serious.

Since the county of Tromania disappeared overnight, nearly 30,000 people disappeared from the city! Without even investigating, the result was so obvious that all 30,000 people were used for blood sacrifice! Although the evil god king had not been awakened, the newly appointed Grand Duke could not appease the people at all. According to the report of the emergency communication spell, it seems to be related to the "Duke of Dragon" who was previously stripped of his power by the Holy See, and "he" has a very high probability of being surnamed and no longer human.

O All-Knowing and All-Powerful God...... This time, will it be?

A gust of spring breeze blew through Pope Paul's white beard.

His brow was still furrowed.

Will this seemingly gentle wind fuel the fire of those hidden dangers?

Paul, who was immersed in the memories, couldn't help but squint his somewhat cloudy eyes. Between his pale brows, there was a sorrow that could not be concealed.

Looking at his dear brother who was silent, John looked calm: "Stabilize the Holy See and pacify the people." ”

"This ...... Is it the new oracle?" the Pope hurriedly looked up, his tone mixed with a hint of disbelief. He did not expect that in response to the so-called "Protestantism" that has been in full swing recently, the Supreme God would only send down such an oracle, not ......

Moreover, the prophecy came too late!

He suddenly felt a little depressed, and at the same time, the faint ominous omen in the depths of his heart began to spread wantonly, making him uneasy. In front of his closest brothers, he naturally unabashedly revealed this expression, which was impossible for others to see, through the skin of his old wrinkled face.

John nodded slightly.

Seeing his brother's appearance, of course he knew what his brother was thinking. Like Paul, when he first heard the revelation of the oracle, he could not believe that the Most High God had sent down such an oracle. As if to put it mildly, it is simply useless for the current state of affairs.

He had thought that in the content of the oracle, there would be detailed directions hidden by those blasphemers. However, while meditating alone, he also figured out that there was only another god who could shield the oracle.

He was not going to make this terrible estimate, and it was enough for him to bear this trouble alone. "Peace of mind, Paul, my brother. He quietly sipped the black tea, hid the trouble in the deepest part of his heart, and forcibly sealed it.

Seeing that his dear brother was still uneasy, he hurriedly whispered and comforted: "Follow the instructions of the Supreme God and go and appease the nobles who are stirring." ”

Paul looked up and met his brother's loving gaze.

Call.

He let out a light sulk and quickly stood up.

In just a moment, Pope Paul seemed to be a different person!

His old face no longer showed a weak look, but a supreme majesty. His eyes are also sharp like a male lion in pursuit, confident and with an oppressive momentum.

"I see. ”

He straightened up and walked alone to the halls of the Holy See.

John, the listener of the oracle, was still sitting at the small table. He took a sip of the sweet black tea, but the saucer never let go for a long time, and his eyes wandered on the statue of the goddess in the pool.

The goddess holding the water bottle looked at the confused lamb with an eternal and holy smile. With that affirmative and friendly look, he responded, comforted him, and encouraged him. Like a shepherdessman caressing a lamb, gentle and loving.

Infected by that love, John narrowed his eyelids slightly, immersed in an ethereal realm.

The atmosphere in the small garden suddenly became peaceful and peaceful. (To be continued.) )