"Picias has heard your prayer and sent down an oracle." The little maid said in the most serious voice possible.

She's been doing this kind of work for a while now, and she's now at it.

But Herodotus didn't buy it this time, and frowned when he heard this, "Why is it another sign?" I could hear Picia's voice even though I hadn't exercised before, and now I've been doing what you said for so long, and I still only see these signs. ”

A look of suspicion flashed in Herodotus's eyes, and his gaze at Clara also turned cold, "Are you lying to me?" ”

The little maid's heart was cold, but she remained calm on the surface, "This is not a sign. ”

"What's that?"

"A kind of writing."

"Words?"

"To be exact, this is the text of the gods, and you said that you wanted Picia to communicate with you, so now she is communicating with you in this way."

"yes, so what is she talking about?" The suspicion in Herodotus' eyes did not disappear.

"I'm a Saturday believer, and I can't read Picia's writings, but you're different, you're the high priest of the Silvermoon Church, and you're in charge of all the Church's books, and if there's anyone else in the world who can understand these sacred texts, it's you."

Clara uses the trick Ruby taught her.

- When a lie is about to be solved, you can throw the problem to the other side and let him help you solve it.

The key to this trick is to be bold enough, not weak in momentum, and you can also properly shoot the opposite fart.

Sure enough, the suspicious look on Herodotus' face dissipated a lot after hearing her words, and then he looked at the ink in the water and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he spoke again, "Well, the text on this water is indeed somewhat similar to the one in the Book of Salvation...... It is the oldest surviving text of the Church, in a very old language, and less than a third of its contents have been read until now. ”

Clara breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, Herodotus was still on the road as always, and he could see a flower in the messy ink in the water.

The little maid struck while the iron was hot, and added at the right time, "This is a test for you by Picia, and if you read the sacred scriptures on the water, you may be able to obtain divine power from your goddess, just like the prophet Merlin." ”

Herodotus was noncommittal, but his eyes did warm.

At this moment when the two were talking, there were more and more points of light in Kung Fu City, which had changed from only one to seven or eight, all over the city.

Even from this distance, Clara could still see the dancing flames, and even the oncoming evening breeze carried a hint of heat, and the weeping and wailing in the wind became louder and louder.

The little maid finally couldn't help it anymore and reminded Herodotus, "That...... Something seems to have happened in the city. ”

"Yes." Herodotus was absent-minded, but continued to stare at the pool of ink in the water, and he even took out a piece of parchment and copied the strange patterns on the water.

"You...... Don't you care? ”

"That's not my thing." Herodotus said lightly.

Clara froze, although she had been in the courtyard and had never been out, but Herodotus would come to her every once in a while and ask her to help contact Picia.

Therefore, the little maid actually knows the general situation in the multi-scale city now.

The new army recruited by Herodotus was approaching 30,000 men.

The original city lord, Sir Eddard, hid in his mansion last month and never showed his head again, so the words of Herodotus in the current multi-scale city are indeed the most effective.

But Herodotus was really not interested in power and wealth, as he himself said, and found a few random people, and threw them the errands of forming a new army and managing the city, and then did not even ask.

He's really a random man, as Clara can attest.

Because the little maid also witnessed and even participated in this process, the two deputy commanders of the new army, and now the acting lord of the city, were chosen directly from among the believers according to the so-called oracle.

Herodotus then commissioned the high priest of Kircuon to inform the lucky ones.

When they first received the news, many people didn't believe in this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing at all, and it took several days to take office with suspicion.

And when they learned that it was all true, they behaved differently, some of them were dedicated and trying to adapt to their new roles.

There are also people who take the opportunity to make a lot of money, such as a certain deputy commander who simply went out by himself, led people to loot the four chambers of commerce in the city in a row, and moved the looted gold and silver to his residence one by one, until there was nowhere to put his feet in the house.

Because he had gone too far, he was sued to Herodotus the next day, but Herodotus' punishment was very light, except that the deputy commander compensated each of the four chambers of commerce with a gold coin.

Since then, the new army has become more and more arrogant.

Many of them think they have seen the truth.

Herodotus relied on them to control the city of Scales, and he was bound to rely on them very much, which is why Herodotus did not punish those generals who made mistakes.

The two sides are now grasshoppers on a rope.

When he had finished copying the ink stains in the water, Herodotus carefully checked them several times, then put down the parchment in his hand and looked up at the city down the hillside.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go."

"Go? Go back to my place. ”

"No, it's time for us to leave, Martina's army will arrive at Scales tomorrow morning."

"And then you're going to leave tonight?" Clara froze again.

Although Herodotus had done a lot of crazy things during this time, none of them shocked her with the words just now.

"Why don't you leave, stay here and bury those scum?" Herodotus carefully put away the parchment.

"But...... But aren't you the commander of this army? ”

"The nominal commander, and relying on these rabble, how can he defeat the armies of the major families in the Western Territory."

"Then why did you gather these people in the first place?" Clara was puzzled.

"To lose to Martina."

Perhaps because there were no other outsiders here, Herodotus did not hide it anymore, and said sincerely, "I need to let something happen in order to truly master the Holy See and create an army that belongs to me, an army with faith." ”

After a pause, he added, "Besides, this is also the will of the Goddess. ”

(End of chapter)