Chapter 383 Backlash

Hermes Cathedral, Babel Tower.

Mayne, who became the new pope, quietly listened to the reports of the three bishops in the secret room.

In addition to the old bishop Teflon, the two newly promoted archbishops Solly Dar and El are from the Judgment Army and the Arbitration Tribunal respectively. The former is a heroic and skilled judge who served in the army for 25 years Accumulated a very high reputation, the latter is Heather's adjutant, and it can be said that everyone expects to take over the former post.

"The reception of orphans in Eternal Moon and Eternal Winter went very smoothly this year. The nobles in the big cities have all turned to the church. The number of people who have been sent to the Old Holy City has exceeded three times the planned number," Teflon said with emotion, "This is also The only good news recently."

The nobles are like this. When they see that the situation is not right, it is easier for them to defect than to drink water. Mayne nodded, "This is only the first year, and there will be more and more in the future - if we can occupy the entire continent, the number of people we receive every year can easily fill a new city."

"I hope so," he sighed. "Since the heavy snow fell, how many times have we encountered large-scale attacks by evil beasts?"

"Six times," Thorley replied.

"Six times... more than a hundred Judgment Warriors have fallen on the defense line," Teflon said with a heavy tone, "Ten people from the God's Punishment Army also died, and the evil beasts' offensive will only become more ferocious in the coming year."

"Compared to fighting the devil, it's already easier," El said, spreading his hands. "Although I haven't seen how powerful the devil is, the holy book seems to describe them as invincible. I said, really Is it necessary to stay here to the end?"

"What do you mean by that!" Soli frowned, "The gods have shown us the direction and given us strength. As believers, instead of sticking to our faith here, we want to turn around and run away?"

"Stop arguing," Mayne tapped on the scepter. After working with Heather for more than ten years, El also developed an unrestrained temper. Looking at these two people, he couldn't help but think of the old pair of Teflon and Heather. Looking at the old bishop, he found that the latter was also looking at him, and he seemed to think of the same scene as him. "Our ultimate goal is to continue mankind, and to achieve this goal, there is no other way than defeating the enemy."

"Yes, Your Majesty," the two bowed their heads respectfully.

But he himself is not sure whether he can defeat the devil if he sticks to Hermes.

Thinking of O'Brien's entrustment, Mayne felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

The hell beast had already appeared, and the devil would sweep over in five years. He would witness this battle of divine will with his own eyes in his lifetime, and he would not be able to entrust the task to the next successor like O'Brien. Whenever he thinks about this, it makes him sleepless.

In fact, he also thought of leaving a way out for himself. After swallowing Garcia's Black Sail fleet, he did not order the ships to be burned and all rebels publicly hanged, but had them all imprisoned. Except for a few leaders and a large number of scapegoats found from the slums who were pushed to the execution ground, most of the sailors are now in the Everwinter Harbor, guarded by their most reliable subordinates.

If the line of defense is completely lost, the fjords are the last refuge—even if retreating to the Channel Islands means lingering, and there is no possibility of turning over, at least you can spend the rest of your life.

After all, humans have tried their best twice and failed to defeat their opponents, right?

Mayne didn't listen much to the follow-up discussion about how the church should develop and how to stabilize the wolf-hearted rule. After the three of them had finished discussing, he absent-mindedly replied, "Just do as you said, today's meeting ends here. .”

"I obey, Your Majesty." The three bishops got up and saluted one after another.

Mayne left the secret room and walked towards the secret area accompanied by the guards.

According to the plan, a new batch of Judgment Army will be transformed into God's Punishment Army today, which is the focus of his concern. Whether standing firm or retreating, these powerful warriors are the greatest guarantee that their orders will be implemented.

But before that, he still needs to deal with an additional trouble.

After stepping through a series of stone stairs, Mayne entered the secret organ and turned into the prison corridor located in the middle of the organ. The last time I came here, it was to secretly execute King Wimbledon III of Graycastle.

The long corridor was still extremely deserted, the turpentine torches burning on both sides gave off a dim yellow light, and the end of the corridor was dark, as if it was the entrance to the bottomless abyss. After many people were imprisoned, they could not leave this place until they died.

Mayne walked to room No. 85 and signaled the guards to open the cell door.

The heavy wooden door made harsh rubbing noises, and there was a burst of wailing and crying in this dead and silent place, but as the cell door was closed again, all the wailing was isolated from the outside.

Through the iron railing, he saw Zero's figure.

The pure man was facing the entrance with his back, his upper body was naked, his hands were handcuffed on the iron bars above his head, and he had to stand on tiptoe to touch the ground. There were dozens of bright red welts on the white back, and the blood that flowed down had coagulated.

"How does the admonishing whip of the Arbitration Tribunal taste?" Mayne asked, "I hope this will make you understand what it means to obey."

"Hmm..." Zero groaned in a low voice, as if waking up from a dream, she turned her head slightly, "It turns out that the Pope has come down. When you say obey, do you mean obeying you or other bishops as well?" Be respectful?"

Her slightly frivolous tone made Mayne frowned, but he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart when he thought that he was now the Pope, which was very different from the previous position of bishop. After this lesson, she should also understand that now she has the power to kill her. "It is to obey my orders. When I ask you to assist other bishops to complete tasks, you must also obey the other party's orders." .”

"Is that so?" She said noncommittally, "Since you asked for it, I will naturally do it."

"Remove her handcuffs," Mayne ordered the guards.

After being hung in chains for a long time, her hands were almost pulled out of their joints, and they hung down limply, as if she had no strength left. The Pope picked up her clothes with his scepter and threw them on her shoulders, "Next, I have a task for you to do, follow me."

Zero let the clothes hang in front of her, and followed him out of the prison corridor nonchalantly.

"This year's evil moon is likely to last for five months, which is a formidable challenge for the Holy City, especially for other places affected by the evil moon," Mayne walked to the end of the mechanism area and walked through the long and narrow The iron wall passage came to the lifting cage again - since he was crowned as the pope, he has been busy with various affairs of the church, and now it is the first time he has set foot here as the leader. "I order you to go to the Kingdom of Greycastle together with the other pure ones, and take advantage of the chaos caused by the heavy snow to destroy the rebels Timothy Wimbledon and Roland Wimbledon. Do you understand?"

The door of the cage was closed, and there was a click sound of the winch turning overhead, and the cage began to slowly descend, but he did not hear the other party's answer.

Damn it, it seems that this whipping hasn't taught her to behave, Mayne turned around with a sullen face, but saw Zero raised the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were shining with a dangerous light.

Then a ray of light came straight at him.

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