Considering that this was the capital of an empire. If you want to gather believers of a high enough status, the number of believers must be large enough, and the magnificence of the temple must not be lost to other churches. At times like these, the church is not struggling with miracles, but with face. At least those mortals who think they are big men don't want to walk into a poor and shabby place and prostrate themselves on the ground towards an idol of a god.

A large enough number of believers with a high enough status means that the more wealth the church can amass. The more financial resources there are, the more luxurious the temple will be. It's like a kind of spiral that goes to both ends, making the rich richer and the poor poorer, and it's hard to turn back.

Churches that are not financially strong enough and whose beliefs are not broad enough will naturally not be able to compete with those big churches. The temples of these small churches are usually built in small open spaces between the large churches.

Although there is no feng shui in the past, the complex will still pay attention to symmetry or a certain shape. For example, a regular pentagon, or a regular hexagon, or something like that. The gods of the orderly camp, in particular, regard symmetry and harmony as a kind of beauty. Then the connection between the temple group of the Great Church and the temple group of other Great Church cannot be perfectly connected without any gaps.

They wouldn't do it unless they had to, no matter how tight the ground was. It's like in the secular world, where the territories of large countries rarely border directly with large countries, there will always be some small countries in the middle as buffer zones. The territory between the gods is similar. These small open spaces, which were not occupied by the big churches, became the space for the small churches to settle in the temple area of the church in the imperial city of Nineveh.

Most of the temples of these small churches are one hall and one courtyard, and the hall is divided into two entrances, the front hall serves the gods, and the rear hall is the living place of the priests. In terms of construction, of course, it is impossible to be as gorgeous and atmospheric as those main halls of the big churches.

In addition to the style of the gods themselves influenced by the race of origin, the temple of the small church also reflects the ingenuity and taste of the previous priests. The so-called style of the former may be changed by the latter.

Of course, there are some gods who don't pay that much attention to the appearance of the temple, and they are not some lesser-known gods. For example, the famous god of beggars, he is one of the most widespread deities in the temple, and he is not lost to another widespread faith, the Church of the Three Holy Lights.

The temple of the main deity only needs a shack and a few haystacks. It was too easy to build, and on the other hand, because there were so many believers and they were all over the place.

In fact, the god of beggars was not the god of beggars in the first place. The concept he really represents is actually 'asceticism', which is the source of all ascetics in the lost land. But because that image was so close to the beggar, it simply became the object of the beggars' prayer that they could beg for enough food today, and later it became the common belief of the beggars.

But the real ascetics who are hidden in the beggars' churches do not want to cause trouble. It doesn't matter how strong it is, in the words of someone's hometown, it's that those who are barefoot are not afraid of wet shoes. For those who have a little wealth, they simply can't afford to play the ascetic game that has the consciousness to ruin everything, and they are not even afraid of self-harm.

So even if the beggar is disliked by the majority, the beggar god and his church still stand. Bullying beggars, these people who live at the bottom of society, is considered a daily petty evil of those with bad character, but no one will be offended to death. Because they don't know if it's an ascetic who is being bullied.

Just because ascetics endure all suffering does not mean that they will accept death peacefully. When they rise up to resist, there is no moral restraint or any rules that do not harm the innocent or harm their families. At least goodness is not in the precepts and requirements of ascetics. If you use a well-known nine factions to classify them, they should belong to a chaotic and neutral group.

As for the temple of the goddess of gold coins, of course, it is impossible to solve it with a shack like the god of beggars. He is also the subordinate god of the lord of wealth, representing the god of money. Even if it can't be compared with those wealthy churches, the temple in front of you can see the ambition of successive priests to make it splendid.

But it's a pity that the people who built it all in the first place don't seem to think about how easy it is to maintain it later. And it seems that future generations are either unintentional or powerless.

The façade of the temple, which is full of sculptures, is now covered with vines, and even small animals can be seen roosting on it. What was supposed to be a courtyard open space for believers to rest was overgrown with vines and trees. Even in inconspicuous places, you can see piles of discarded items that are left to rot. At the end of summer, in the autumn afternoon, of course, mosquitoes are flying around, which is very annoying.

Walking into the temple, the mottled gilded statue of the god reveals the part of the mud underneath. The glazed windows have long been dirty, and they should have shown a dazzling light under the light, but now only dim colors remain. The altar where the candles should have been lit and the offerings were placed were all but the lonely candlesticks and the wax tears that had not been cleaned.

If there were more cobwebs, dust, and rags swaying in the wind, someone would think they had come to a ruined temple in the mountains and forests of their hometown. Like Lanruo Temple or something. However, it is still clean, and it has not been left to be abandoned.

Looking at the mottled image of the god, someone was trying to identify whether the missing gold leaf had been scraped off and exchanged for money. It means that there are gods in this world, and doing such a thing will anger those beings. Or is this one who is generous enough to sacrifice for his devout disciples, even if he scrapes off the gold leaf from his idol.

When he was thinking, a panicked voice came from the side, saying, "You...... Who are you? What are you going to do? ”

"The Point Guard Is Here"

Hmm, strange question. Do we look threatening? Otherwise, how could it make people scare like this?

Lin looked around. The aristocratic young man who peed his pants, what did he do with him?

A pseudo-lady in a big red phoenix robe? Well, it's normal, regardless of his gender and coquettishness.

But the big beauty demon who is scantily dressed, which has to do with the word 'fornication', can be listed as a member of the sin, or at least hung up on the disrespectful behavior of the gods.

As for himself, although the black robe is quite conspicuous in the temple area dominated by white robes, it is not so rare that it can be directly equated with sin.

Turning his head again, someone suddenly understands the crux of the other person's fear. The carriage that passed through the previous slaughterhouse was stained with blood on its wheels. Not only did it dye a small half of the spokes red, but it even left clear blood-red wheel marks on the street.

The two horses were selected for their tall horses, one of which is characterized by a thick mane on the part above the horse's hooves called the sacrum and metacarpal bones. Now, the coat that should have been the same color as the horse's tail on the horse's back was stained with crimson blood.

The same is true of the horses of the knights of Muhashebesi's guards. The hooves of each horse are like red inks, like stamps, leaving conspicuous marks on the way they came.

In short, this car of eight riders, whether the people who saw it thought that they had stepped on the red dirt, so they left such traces, or whether they had just come from a massacre, and the messy red marks on the ground would indeed frighten many people. If they had known that the latter was the case, they would have closed the doors of the temple and would not dare to come out.

Only then did Lin look at the priests who were in the temple of the Imperial City of Nineveh, serving the goddess of gold coins. These people did respond to Efron's previous assessment, the old old, the little one.

The older priests are afraid that they are no less than seventy years old, and it is not easy to live to this age in this backward environment of nutrition and medicine, and the natural ecology is fierce. In addition, the gods they serve are not known for their physical vitality, so these old priests all look old. It would not be surprising to lie directly into the coffin in the next second.

As for the younger ones, I'm afraid they are just like the children taken in by the family, and the oldest is estimated to be no more than eight years old. There are also a few that have to be held by people. The children, dressed in yellowed white robes, did not leave the temple like the old priests, questioning someone with fear. The children hid in the temple, all under the windowsill, peeking at each other.

The only exception, and the source of the panicked voice that had just spoken, was a teenage girl. She stood in front of the old priests, wearing chest armor, plus bracers and leggings, which was the only protection. And holding the long sword, which she could not easily lift, she held it flat with difficulty, aiming at this group of unexpected visitors.

Believing that he was the only one of the people present who looked reasonably normal, Lin took a few steps forward and quipped, "I remember that no matter which god it is, one of the precepts of the Templars is not to use a weapon that is open-edged. Little girl, I'm the magician Gabras? Tripwood. In what capacity are you talking to me? ”

Templars are generally warriors appointed by the gods, not a group of forces specific to a particular god. However, because they were sanctioned by the gods, the Templars were often equated with priests, qualified to represent the gods in the mortal world.

However, as long as it is not a special circumstance, a person who is approved by the gods has a precept and oath that must be observed. Lin's 'don't use a front-swinging weapon' is one of the precepts of most gods. Originally meant to be a warrior of the gods, its purpose was to spread faith, not death. So they can raise their arms to protect the church, to protect the believers, but not to kill at will.

And Lin asked this question because he wanted to know who the person in front of him was. If it had nothing to do with the church of the goddess of gold coins, he would have better go directly to the group of old men and priests, and not have to waste time on an inconsequential little girl.

Talking to the woman of the emperor's personal guard before, the other party's unreasonable attitude has worn out someone's patience. He wasn't sure if he was in the mood to deal with a second unreasonable person, male or female.

"I ......" the girl's attitude was a little hesitant. But then, as if she had made up her mind, she said firmly, "I am His Majesty Corn's apprentice Templar, and my name is Lucretia. ”

"Lucrecia, um, what?" Lin asked the other party's last name.

The girl replied, "No, just Lucretia." ”

"Hehe, that's special. There is no surname, but there is a noble name. Lin bowed and said, "Your Excellency Templar Warrior, I have come to pray to His Majesty Keyin. Of course, it's best to be able to meet each other. Can you please convey it? ”