Chapter 1117 Be Patient

The Council Hall is a circular staircase room. The ministers wore Roman-style loose cross-body robes and spoke passionately. The empire actually lost the battle against the alien world. This was an unprecedented stain in the empire's foreign wars.

Not to mention the 150,000 central troops, tens of thousands of lord troops and tens of thousands of mercenaries, and countless porters. This failure caused the empire to lose 600,000 young and strong men.

That was 600,000. The emperor was furious and wanted to transfer troops from the border to retake the gate.

"Be patient!"

Without notification, a person pushed the door open directly. If it was someone else, he would probably have been dragged out and chopped by the guards, but no one dared to move this person, even the emperor did not dare to blame him in any words, because the person who came was the Pope of the French Church, the most prestigious Pope in the empire-C.C.

All the noble ministers, including the emperor, stood up to greet him. The Pope of the French Church had not left the church for several years. Today, he actually moved to the palace. It was really an honor for them.

"Pope, I wonder what instructions you have for your visit?" The emperor said with a bow.

"It's not a lesson, but I can't bear to see 600,000 people die. If the empire still wants the wealth on the other side of the gate, sending more troops will only lead to their death."

"Pope, how can you say that? Although we have suffered heavy losses, the other side is definitely not feeling well. If our empire is fully mobilized, it is not possible to send another million soldiers. By then, our empire will have 3 million soldiers, and the number of soldiers may be more than the population of the countries on the other side of the world. Why should we fear the heretics on the other side of the gate?" A young general stood up and said.

"Religion, forgive Tran's recklessness, but he said what we think." The emperor also felt that as long as more soldiers were added, the countries in the other world would be exhausted sooner or later.

C.C. shook his head: "Have you been blinded by the victories in recent years?" He criticized bluntly. In fact, the empire has been on the verge of collapse in recent years. The country is strong but the people are poor. The lower-class people are almost starving to death. A large amount of wealth is concentrated in the hands of nobles, officials, and the emperor. Although the tax is heavy, most of it is embezzled. The treasury is empty, but the emperor's inner treasury is full of various wealth. The most luxurious materials of the empire are sent to serve the emperor. The special tributes that cost the people money and labor are endless, and the people are already living in poverty.

If the troops continue to be sent to die, the collapse of the empire will only take a moment.

C.C. knows all these problems, but she used to preach with peace of mind. In a few years, she spread the teachings of the Dharma throughout the continent and had no interest in interfering with the emperor's rule of the empire. But now that she sees that behind the gate is a world of hot weapons that suppresses the empire, she can no longer sit by and watch. Most of the dead are her believers.

The scepter in her hand knocked on the ground, and the entire conference room became a 3D studio. This was the last memory sent back by C.C.'s believers after their death.

That's right. In the past few years, C.C. has a very deep understanding of the power of faith. In addition, she herself is very clear about the nature of the C world, so the faith of believers is contained in a consciousness aggregate similar to the "Alaya consciousness". C.C. can understand everything they have experienced through the faith of believers, which is equivalent to every believer being C.C.'s eyes.

Although I don't know what the use of faith is, C.C. has not used faith for herself at present, but just kept it.

Those terrible pictures can be directly presented in front of these nobles who are hiding in the castles far away to eat, drink and have fun.

The bloody pictures made them feel terrified. The soldiers of the other world are too powerful. The believers fell one by one but did not kill any enemy.

The swords and spears are useless. There are also movable walls to block the enemy. There are only sparks when knocking on those movable walls. The soldiers of the empire are brave, but they are just like a mantis trying to stop a car in the face of tanks and armored vehicles. They are crushed by the ruthless wheels, and they become pimples squeezed open and their internal organs sprayed all over the ground.

The nobles who were originally prepared to crush the alien world with numbers fell silent. If those fire-breathing magic weapons hit them, they would definitely be finished.

Everyone calmed down. The emperor collapsed on the throne, his lips moving, but he couldn't say a word.

Thinking that the gate had been opened and the army of the alien world might come to the imperial capital at any time, and thinking that they had to fight such an enemy, the nobles also despaired.

"Or, we make peace with the alien world? We release their captives?"

"Pope, what should we do?" The ministers looked at C.C., the wisest woman on the continent.

"I said, stay calm. It's not appropriate to fight again now, so everyone should do their job and see how the alien world army reacts first." C.C. said calmly: "As for the captives of the alien world, they are all settled now. Don't let them die. These people are bargaining chips."

"Yes."

It seems that we can only wait and see.

At this time, Blake finally arrived in the imperial capital, exhausted physically and mentally. "Let's take a rest tonight. Tomorrow we will go to the Dharma Academy. We must tell the Pope everything we saw." In fact, there is no need at all, because C.C. has seen through everything. Blake covered his cat ears with a hat. In the imperial capital, sub-humans are very discriminated against, so it is better to avoid trouble as much as possible.

They found a hotel with a relatively remote location, asked for a few rooms, and everyone fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, they heard a slight movement. Blake has cat ears, how can any slight movement be hidden from his ears? He immediately found someone sneaking in, a thief?

Hearing the rummaging sound, he immediately knew that the person was a thief. He opened his eyes and saw that a blonde girl had found his purse.

The girl also found that her master had woken up, and immediately smiled and jumped out of the window.

This is the second floor, how could that child jump so high? But he couldn't care less, that money was the last money of the brothers, if they lost it, they would have to sleep on the street tomorrow.

He picked up the rapier standing on the bedside, and jumped out of the window without thinking to chase after him.

The girl was extremely fast, but Blake was the best at tracking the cat-eared tribe, and he was confident that he could catch the thief: "See where you run."

The little girl obviously didn't expect the person whose money was stolen to be so fast, and hurriedly ran on all fours.

Subhuman? Running on all fours is faster than running on two legs, this is definitely a subhuman: "Little thief, don't run!" But Blake was not a vegetarian, chasing the other party into the alley, in his eyes the dim alley was as bright as day.

He continued to chase the thief, who had already reached the exit. Blake rushed over to catch her before she got out.

But someone was faster than him, and the little girl was lifted up by the neck by a white jade hand. Blake ran over to thank her: "Thank you for your help, ma'am." He saw that the other person was a heroic girl.

"My apprentice has caused you trouble." It turned out that the girl and the little girl were a master and apprentice relationship.