Chapter 496 The Sun Shines on Lu'an City

The rising sun shines on this centuries-old church city.

The giant sun rises from the sky, and the huge sun wheel covering a small half of the sky emits a halo like a cloud and mist all around. The land of fire, the century-old streets and alleys of Luan City, the ancient church spires, the mottled city walls and towers, and the stone road soaked in blood and flames, everything is bathed in this boundless and warm morning light, a kind of pale gold. The color of the city filled the whole city with the morning light. This scene made people unable to help but think of the picture that the saint Dumont painted to the world before his death four centuries ago——

I saw a huge city, endlessly wide, with light emitting from between the bricks and stones of the city, and the whole city seemed to be cast in light.

However, the scene depicted by Saint Dumont eventually passed away with his long sleep. All imaginations of later generations about the Kingdom of Holy Light can only stop at the ravings of a dying person before his death. For the Luan residents at this time As far as they are concerned, they have no time to consider what a saint who has been dead for 400 years saw before he died. They just gathered in the square in front of the cathedral and cheered their victory against the rising sun— and survival.

"We won!!" "Bless the Light, we won!" "Long live Cecil!!"

Cheers resounded throughout the square, and even resounded throughout the church district. Volunteer mercenaries and adventurers raised their swords and shields high, beating hard to express their excitement. Farmers and craftsmen were also in the air. Waving their pitchforks and hammers, and laughing with everyone, the businessmen and gentlemen from the Carroll area seemed to have forgotten the estrangement of status and status. He embraced everyone around him—a kind of excitement that no one had ever experienced was stirring in the crowd, and although no one could describe what this excitement was, its meaning was self-evident: this The "lower class" in the world finally successfully resisted the "upper class" once.

And in a corner of the church square, under the close watch (and protection) of a dozen white knights and a large group of mercenaries, a small group of priests and priests with bloodied, tattered, and even dying breaths huddled together, terrified. Look at all that is happening in front of you.

They are the only remaining priests and priests in Luan Cathedral, and they were specially reserved for the "public trial" in the future. In addition to them, more than half of the priests and priests have died in the battle - many were killed on the spot by the white knights, some were besieged and destroyed by the adventure team composed of mercenaries and adventurers, and a small Some of them were directly stoned, clubs, and hoes by angry people when they were exhausted.

The small group of survivors watched and were horrified from the bottom of their hearts at the outburst of power from the angry crowd: the stick and stone might not be as powerful as a spell, but what was behind it was terrifying. Frightened.

in the corner of the square,

On a high minaret, several young people from the Cecil newspaper office and their mentor recorded the scene on the square with the magic net terminal, watching the crowd bathed in the sun and the shining in the morning light. In the ancient city, a young man couldn't help but sigh: "What a miracle."

Another young man shook his head: "However, someone must call this an atrocity."

"This is indeed an atrocity, or an act of violence. Any major change, involving the replacement of order and the reorganization of social rules, will inevitably be accompanied by acts of violence, and there have been no exceptions in thousands of years of history," said the two The robed old man behind the young man, Godwin Orlando, the most famous scholar in the South, said in a calm tone, this scholar who has studied history and grammar for most of his life sees clearly what is in front of him, and as a traditional scholar Scholar, he thinks he is obliged to teach these to his most trusted apprentices, "The difference is that the changes that have occurred in history are all on the same level, one lord attacking another lord, a royal family attacking Another member of the royal family, no matter how large, changes the social order very little, usually no more than a few decrees or claims of a few titles, more like a handover of power and clever cross-dressing, which is happening here today Yes, it is a violent change from the bottom to the top, although our lords are behind it, but the change itself is carried out by the masses and the result is even more amazing: it directly destroys an old order."

"There will be vacancies after the collapse of the old order, so there must be a new order to fill it in time, as you told us last time, mentor."

"Yes, but this is the primary concern of our lord and the Protestant pastor," Godwin Orlando smiled calmly. "What we have to do now is to record this scene at this moment..."

Seeing the apprentices look thoughtful and busy again, Godwin Orlando nodded slightly, then he took out his own notebook, thought for a while, and wrote on it with a pen:

In Ansu 737, on the 30th of the Frost Moon, Requiem Day, tens of thousands of people from the northern part of the southern border attacked the Cathedral of Holy Light. The belief in the God of Holy Light was overturned, and the authority of "God" will fall on the ground...

Godwin Orlando hesitated, raised his pen, crossed out the word "Faith of the God of Light" and changed it to "Rules of Faith".

...

In St. Sunil City, the Cathedral of Holy Light, and the Great Hall of Light, the bishops are reporting news from the east of the plain to Pope St. Ivan III.

Since the Holy Light Church's Crusaders broke the rules, participated in the Ansu civil war and joined the Wang ** camp, the war balance that had already begun to skew has returned to a delicate balance.

All the way, they broke through Solinburg and more than a dozen fortresses, large and small, and the Eastern Front Army, which successfully approached the giant wood crossing, was finally stopped when it was about to enter the central area of ​​the Holy Spirit Plain. Wang*, who received the support of the Holy Light * Soldiers formed a human wall with their boosted morale and strong battlefield recovery ability. They broke the invincible situation of the Eastern Frontier Corps in front of the giant wood crossing. After paying the price of thousands of soldiers' lives, Wang ** commanded Earl Thorin successfully repelled the Eastern Frontier Corps, and took advantage of the situation to advance the front line thirty miles east-the front line was pushed back to a "safe distance" away from the hinterland of the Holy Spirit Plain, and then had to stalemate again.

Because the harvest day has passed—Wang ** missed the last opportunity to recover the grain-producing areas in the east, and the grains grown on Solimburg and the surrounding large fertile fields fell into the hands of the rebels in the east.

Filled and revived, the Eastern Frontier Corps once again stood firm on the Plains of the Holy Spirit.

The stalemate in the war has left the leaders in Silver Castle at a loss, and I am afraid it will also make the leaders of the Eastern Rebels anxious. It is very open.

"Your Majesty, the Crusaders are active on the front line for all to see, and now the people in the Jumu Road Pass area are more willing to convert to the Holy Light, and a large number of new baptists appear every day - many of them converts Ability God believers and kings ** soldiers," a bishop said loudly, with joy in his voice, "the earl of Thorin specially wrote an official letter of commendation and gratitude to thank our priest for helping him withstood the line of defense."

"The temporary stalemate can make people realize the meaning of the priests and the Holy See knights on the battlefield," St. Ivan III's low and slow voice echoed in the Great Hall of Light, "but it should also be noted that the stalemate for too long will make people question The power of the Lord. And we must be vigilant that heretics are taking advantage of this opportunity to grow..."

"Yes, Your Majesty, a large number of Ability God believers have entered the eastern region, and recently there have been hostile priests with the power of the God of War and the God of Blood on the front line. They may follow the example of the Crusader Army and form a group of priests in the East..."

Saint Ivan III was silent for a moment, as if listening to the hazy whisper from the distant kingdom of God, and broke the silence after half a minute: "The Lord doesn't care, those heretics haven't found the right way, and they are just a mob when they gather. , we should only continue to spread the Gospel of the Lord and stop those heretics who are trying to escape to the east..."

The meeting in the Great Hall of Light was carried out in a solemn atmosphere. Under the guidance of the old but wise Pope, all matters were finally arranged properly and appropriately, and finally, the meeting ended.

Veronica Moen, who was named a "living saint", stayed beside St. Ivan III as usual after all the bishops left the hall.

In the long silence, St. Ivan III squatted in the large and gorgeous seat as if he was half asleep. The brilliant holy light shone on him, and cast a long shadow behind his seat—the light was bright. It was lit from above, but the shadow stretched out in a slender and curved shape, and branched into many branches. The shape was like a strange tree, and the tip of the treetop was covered with palms, eyes, faces, A vision of a grinning mouth that is constantly shaking and changing.

Veronica turned her head slightly and glanced at the shadow behind the Pope's seat, her face expressionless.

According to the sacred teachings, no one can stand behind the Pope's chair, and no one except living saints and archbishops is allowed to spy on the scene behind the Pope's chair, because it is believed to be the place where "God" hides and stands. , the original text of the Holy Light describes it as follows: The God of Light stands behind the Pope and looks at his people and kingdom with the help of the Pope's eyes.

At a certain moment, St. Ivan III seemed to have fallen asleep completely, a quiet and peaceful atmosphere enveloped him, and faint sacred music came from the air. This state only lasted for a short time. Seconds, the aging Pope suddenly raised his head: "The glory of the Lord has dimmed..."

Veronica bent down slightly: "South?"

"...It's the south, I saw the glory of the Lord shake on that land, there was blood and fire spreading on the ground, and there was the sound of swordsmen moving..." Saint Ivan III had already opened his eyes, but his tone However, it seems that there are still some dreams, "A phenomenon that has never happened before... Even in the Eastern Territory, this phenomenon has not occurred..."

There was finally a hint of surprise in Veronica's seemingly always calm and indifferent expression.

Prince Edmund of the Eastern Territory has begun to formally expel the Holy Light priest, and issued an order to eradicate the Holy Light belief. Those who follow the Holy Light God can only secretly pray in their hearts. It can be said that on that land, Holy Light It is unheard of for the belief in the God of God to suffer a blow, but in the south...a more terrifying and complete decline of belief than in the east? !

What happened behind the mighty walls of the rock fortress? Could it be that the resurrected founding duke slaughtered all the believers of the God of Light?

Soon, Veronica put away the consternation in her eyes and continued to say in a calm and tranquil voice: "I would like to go to the south and witness the changes there with my own eyes."

"You may not be allowed to enter the hinterland of the South, but as long as you are close enough, you should be able to sense what factors are affecting the radiance of the Lord," Saint Ivan III said in a deep voice. Flashing with the brilliance of powerful holy light, "Find it, investigate it, if it's really Gawain? Duke Cecil has done something sensational about the extinction of beliefs, then give priority to protecting your own safety, and discuss countermeasures after you come back, if it is Some kind of blasphemous power has entered the world...then destroy it."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Veronica bent down slightly, "for the glory of the Lord."

"Let's prepare for it... Just in time, the Silver Fort will also send an envoy to the south," the old Pope said in a low voice, as if he was about to enter the next dream. "The land in the south... has been neglected by us for too long..."