The fat man looked at the girl in gorgeous clothes standing on the stage not far away with a little timidity on her face, and couldn't help but flash in his mind the female knight Mamunouk who was martyred yesterday.

The lively scene is completely unrecognizable that there was a tragic incident yesterday, the steps are all washed with clean water, the blood stains are completely gone, the body of the priest who died in the incident has been cremated overnight, it can be seen that the temple is also trying its best to cover up the scandal of breaking into the temple,

Because the decision was hasty, the recommended range of the first commoner saint was in the city of St. Nicholas under the mountain,

As the holy place of the Sky Sect, it is normal to select the first civilian saintess from St. Nicholas, and the candidate for this saint has also been recognized by Parschena, the identity of this saint is the daughter of a doctor in St. Nicholas City, with a gentle personality and approachability, plus she often follows the doctor to go to the clinic, meets poor people who can't pay for the consultation, and often secretly receives some medicinal herbs, so she is very popular in St. Nicholas City.

This time, among the three candidates recommended by the city of St. Nicholas, after Parschena's careful selection, it was finally determined that it was her.

Quintina, a very fresh girl, the fat man has no objection to this, what the empire needs is the identity of a commoner saint to break the monopoly of the aristocratic class on the temple, and it doesn't care who this commoner is or what he looks like,

The entire sacrificial hall was crowded with thousands of people, and at eight o'clock in the morning, the streets were filled with glossy Imperial soldiers, and on the mountain path leading to the temple, rows after rows of Templar Mamunuk, dressed in white armor, stood as straight as nails with swords in hand.

Behind them, the arches of the temple decorated with colorful flowers were also magnificently arranged. Huge chandeliers hang from the ceiling of the temple, and more than 5,000 colored lanterns and special colored candles illuminate the entire ceremonial hall with golden splendour.

The red carpet of coral velvet was spread from the entrance of the temple to the high platform used as the ceremonial venue, and the ceremony officially began at nine o'clock in the morning.

But around half-past eight. All the spectators have already entered the venue, and what has attracted more attention than the saint is the rumored Falcon, the god of war on the mainland

When the fat man sat in the front row, all eyes in the venue were attracted to him. This young man is only twenty-two years old, but he is the most powerful lord on this continent. Many of the guests at the venue saw the Vichia Falcon for the first time.

They marveled at the ruler's upright posture. Flowing black hair, approachable appearance. More people are talking about his undefeated record and his rise from Vecchia. Whether it is friend or foe, everyone secretly admires in their hearts, such a temperament, such a demeanor. Sure enough, he is a remarkable person today.

Of course, as the object of everyone's attention, the fat man's head is already full of beads of sweat, which is really sad, and this feeling is like countless enemies peeping into your privacy from a distance

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go up and recite the blessing!

Next to the fat man, some of the same fat High Priest Ivan Brown pushed the somewhat distracted Falcon with his hand,

He had a large bruise on his forehead. Despite trying his best to cover it up, it still looks nondescript, which is the result of hitting the wall more than a dozen times in the secret passage yesterday, the secret passage of hundreds of years. There may have been a lamp or something, but it had already burned out, but the prophet of Phelan used it to escape for his life, and it was all over the place. The High Priest of Ivan Brown, who fell into the secret passage, was completely black-eyed, staggering all the way, and he didn't know where the exit was.

If it weren't for the Imperial Army digging up the entire observatory and letting in the air, it is estimated that the high priest would have been able to suffocate inside, "Is it? so fast?"

The fat man walked onto the platform in a trance, took out the prepared blessing words, and cleared his throat in a pretended gesture, preparing to complete the most important thing in the ceremony.

In order to make it easier, the only procedure that the fat man designed for himself in this ceremony was to recite the blessing words of less than 100 words, and then elegantly handed the golden seal scroll of the imperial recognition of the saint from the hand of the clerk next to him to the hand of the girl who was still trembling in front of him.

This kind of golden seal text jiàn, represents the complete suppression of the secular royal power on the divine power, the power of religion comes from the human heart, once these people's hearts are gathered on a certain person, it is very dangerous, so the fat man came up with the trick of the common saint, religion can be preserved, faith can be had, but it must not be gathered in one person, the saint selected from the commoners, obviously does not have such cohesion, the temple has lost the supreme divine right, but it can be more developed,

The fat man has already announced in his blessing that a branch of the Sky Holy Sect will be set up in every city of the empire, and each area can become a branch,

Weakening its trunk and strengthening its branches and leaves, this method is not uncommon in the Eastern world, between regions, between the main hall and the branch halls, under the layers of contradictions, the inside of the Sky Temple will only be a huge scattered sand, forever losing the power to compete with the empire,

However, the empire can calmly use a unified religion to achieve cultural integration and unity, and truly become a great empire with a unified faith, which may take a hundred years, or more, but at least it has planted the seeds and turned the power of the temple into countless tributaries that export faith to the empire, "May the holy light live forever......

After reciting the difficult and difficult blessings full of religious words in his hand,

With beads of sweat on his head, the fat man took the ironed flat paperwork from the hand of the clerk wearing a gold-threaded robe next to him, and prepared to hand it to the "trembling lamb" in front of him, and then he could pat his buttocks, but he didn't know what was wrong, and the new saint who was supposed to receive the paper scroll was trembling at the moment, "Am I so terrible?" The fat man was holding the golden seal in his hand, but he couldn't find the next home, he looked so stupid, he wanted to use his eyes to remind the other party, but his eyes swept over the girl who was hiding from him like a little lamb, and he felt very depressed, it was in vain, this new saint didn't even dare to raise her head until now,

As the first saint to be selected from among the commoners, this girl in gorgeous clothes is only sixteen years old, just reaching the standard of the rite of passage, her appearance is full of green beauty, her neck is decorated with all kinds of diamond ornaments in the temple, she wears a dark purple bun and a hood, she can't see her specific face, but she feels that it should be okay, after all, she was also personally selected by Parschena, but she has some stage fright, and she should be frightened by today's big scene,

Think about it, if anyone is suddenly condemned as a saint, and then completes a series of complicated and depressing rituals in front of thousands of pairs of eyes, and finally has to face the blessing of a tyrant who claims to have killed millions of people, it is estimated that it will look like this, "Take it easy, no matter what, history will remember this day! You see, you and I are tired, stretch out your hand, let this qiē end soon, okay?"

The fat man looked left and right, coughed a little embarrassedly, and said in a low voice that only two people could hear, the girl's body trembled, and the fat man could see clearly, the girl's white neck was suddenly like a red rose pink, fortunately, two white and tender little palms stretched out,

The fat man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put the gorgeous and dazzling golden seal scroll in his hand, between the white skin of his palm, the new saint raised her head for the first time, slender willow eyebrows, dark and clear eyes, straight nose bridge, soft and full cherry lips and beautiful lines of smooth cheeks, blown powder face, a pure and refined beauty, full of beauty embryos, "Long live! Long live Your Majesty, long live the saint!"

The shouts of the Salanders rang out all around, and the fat man stepped down from the altar, his chin much higher than when he came, and in him there was a surging excitement, and the tall black military boots stepped on the smooth marble floor, and the rhythmic sound of heavy footsteps "bang, bang, bang" echoed in people's ears. Every time they walked through a section, the Salander people in that section would squat down neatly like the wind blowing through the rice fields, and their eyes were full of awe for the fat man,

At this moment, secular kingship triumphs over theocracy,

The fat man clenched his fists, his eyes staring at the sky in the distance narrowed slightly, and Salander's human heart was already firmly held in his hands,

It's a pity that God doesn't want to let this feeling of being refreshed stay on the slut for a long time, and before the fat man's ass can sit firmly, a black-armored guard captain came over with a nervous look and whispered in the fat man's ear, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Military Affairs urgently reported that last night, the Ariko Division, which belonged to the Eastern Army, was attacked by the Eastern Army, and all 36,000 people of the entire clan were killed!

"This woman always likes to stir up trouble like this!"

The fat man's eyebrows twitched upward, and he snorted, he was a little dissatisfied with Rui Tangtingna's reaction, the Eastern and Western armies are fighting, what kind of attitude do you have as a third-party force? Where are you arranged, just to watch the play, the bullfighting situation that he finally arranged is likely to be because of this sudden attitude, and both sides of the frightening side will retract, fortunately, in the second half of the report, the fat man can no longer care about complaining, after Rui Tangtingna announced his support for the Western Army, Berant Bonnie of the three northern counties suddenly announced that he would support the Eastern Army "It's messy, it's all messy!" The fat man crumpled the report and asked rather speechlessly, "What is the attitude of the Vicchia base camp? Why is it messed up like this? What do the Ministry of Military Affairs and the Ministry of Supervision do?"

"What's the matter?" Parschena, the high priest sitting next to her, asked curiously, the unresolved question of the Holy Maiden was finally solved, and the temple could continue again, the most important thing is that the temple got the power to set up branches in various places, which is really an unimaginable expansion, it can be believed that the day when the Holy Religion will become the state religion of the empire is not far off, and her happiest face is ruddy and radiant,

"There's a fight at home!" the fat man smiled wryly at the corner of his mouth (to be continued.) )