Don't underestimate Becky. She was the only clergyman acknowledged by the Holy See to have performed miracles. The books in her hands were not ordinary. Ever since the previous Pope ordered that no one was allowed to steal or covet the books in Becky's hands, her position in Lambas had been in a very delicate position. "Respected, but without any real power."
This was the true portrayal of Becky. However, the current Pope clearly believed that Becky was capable enough to help Emperor Chanak delay the onset of the 'Curse of Aging'. That was why Becky embarked on her journey alone.
No one knew what the current Pope was thinking. However, Becky's decision to bring only a servant to Sirius was somewhat inexcusable. Even Merkel of the Inquisition did not understand why he did so.
The Pope was ambitious, and very ambitious.
Merkel could only understand this point, so he did not raise any objections to the Pope's decision. He had just received news that the other Inquisition Judge had been dismissed some time ago. Old Zoro was the clergyman with the earliest qualifications in the Inquisition Judge, but he did not seem to be very satisfied with the current Pope. Therefore, Merkel was not surprised by this outcome.
Merkel witnessed the entire process of the Empire's royal family's destruction. From the onset of the Curse of Chanak to Flora's escape from Sirius, to Prince Stu's corpse being found in the moat. Everything that happened before Merkel's eyes told him that 'power' was much more important than life in the eyes of many people.
"May the God of Light bless us."
Yesterday's negotiation with the rebel leader, Marquis Barton, ended on a sour note. Fortunately, the soldiers of the Holy See were allowed to leave Sirius City safely. As the special envoy of the Holy See, Merkel should immediately sever his ties with the Holy See during the Empire's civil war. Merkel's actions were considered timely. However, it was somewhat regrettable. A huge Empire had begun its disintegration.
The day before Merkel left, he received news that the rebel army had begun to kill each other. Several powerful nobles were killed by assassins. The power struggle had evolved into naked violence and hatred. It was all too filthy. Merkel sat in the carriage and silently looked out the window at the people who did not seem to understand what was happening. He prayed silently in his heart.
I hope that the Pope will not be like them.
Merkel added after the routine prayer.
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After the Velun Country broke free from the Church's attacks, it regained its former tranquility. It had to be said that such a primitive country couldn't compare to a powerful country like the Empire of Saint Reims.
That was because after the army of the Lambas Church retreated, the entire Velun Kingdom didn't make any other moves … It could even be said that this kingdom wasn't as valiant as its citizens. The word 'valiant' seemed to have no connection with them except when it came to hunting. Or rather, these once valiant hunters were beaten into submission by the Lambas Church's Crusaders!
Their weapons could not penetrate the armor of the Crusaders, but the swords of the Crusaders could easily pierce through their leather armor. This huge difference in equipment made the culturally backward country suddenly frightened. From the very beginning, they took the initiative to attack, but now, even after the withdrawal of the Vatican of Rambas, they did not dare to leave their territory. The people of this country seemed to have suddenly become surprisingly timid and cowardly.
Humans were such strange creatures. Sometimes, excessive cruelty would cause all humans in a region to become extremely cowardly and not dare to resist. But sometimes, they would explode with unimaginable passion to fight back.
But putting these things aside, the country was now as if the war had never started. As it slowly passed through the summer, the edge of the Empire welcomed some uninvited guests that they had never imagined.
Putting the terrifying number of the Undead Army aside, just the word 'Undead' was enough to make the ordinary people tremble in fear. But at this moment, in the northernmost part of the Velun Kingdom, between the snowy mountains, a secret meeting was about to be held.
The meeting seemed a little quiet, but the people present were enough to scare people out of their wits. The six leaders of the Undead Parliament were all present in this world of ice and snow.
Just like on the small island, there was a circular area between the mountains. There was no ice or snow in this area that was less than 30 meters in diameter, but there was nothing else. The soil on the ground looked very fresh. The only difference was that there were six wide chairs of different shapes, and each of them was occupied by an old man with a different demeanor.
"Nois, your standard is as amazing as always." Kratos reached out to touch his chair. This chair was not the six chairs on the small island, but at this moment, it looked no different from the six chairs. Needless to say, the reason why Kratos praised Nois was that this guy used magic to recreate six identical armchairs, and they looked very exquisite. "After sleeping for so many years, it seems that your magic attainments have not declined."
"Nonsense."
Nois didn't seem to care about Kratos' praise at all, as if he was supposed to be praised like this. He snorted coldly and leaned against the back of the chair casually. The elements between his fingers danced, and his gaze was arrogant and lazy.
Leoric looked like a statue sitting quietly on his throne. He turned his head to look at the silent assassin Dustin and knight Kostra in the distance. Both of them seemed to be even more silent than him. Xia Wei, on the other hand, was staring at him with a sullen expression.
"There is no way to change the decision of the Parliament," Leoric said to Xia Wei.
Leoric said to Xia Wei, something he rarely did. Xia Wei didn't expect the stubborn old man to explain his objection. She was stunned for a moment, and then sighed. She turned her gaze to the ground, not knowing what to say.
The six elders of the Undead Council did not sit here to chat. When noon arrived, Leoric stood up, and the dragon grand magus, Nois, took out his staff from his spatial ring and waved it gently. A huge magic array appeared on the ground in front of them. This was a space-time magic array that had been made in advance. Leoric gently pulled out his sword, placed it on his forehead, and chanted something. A faint light flashed, and the magic array was activated.
"I haven't used its power for a long time. I hope I haven't forgotten the agreement."
Leoric pointed his longsword at the center of the teleportation portal, and a majestic magical wave erupted from it. Then, everything shrank back into the portal with a sudden stillness!
It was as if a powerful black hole had appeared in the center of the magic array, and the surrounding dust was sucked in by the suction force. Then, a dark green light burst out from the center, and a rotating spatial door slowly opened to the side. It seemed that there was another force on the other side of the door trying to push it open. In less than five minutes, the green oval teleportation door gradually stabilized, and then, a foot stepped out of the green teleportation door.
He looked no different from the humans on this continent. He was wearing a pair of black leather boots made of an unknown material, but he still exuded a capable and experienced aura. Then, the owner of this pair of leather boots stepped forward.