Chapter 233, Church and Nobility

A team of knights in exquisite armor galloped on the path in the wheat field.

The most notable feature of them is the eye carved on the bright silver breastplate, an eye composed of rotating stars, and a purple gem inlaid in the center of the eye pattern, as if a lively star eye was really constructed.

They found something, pulled the reins, and the warhorse began to slow down, and the galloping posture slowed down, because there was a figure squatting on the roadside not far away.

The leading knight shouted to the figure.

"We are the Holy See Knights of the Stargazing Church. What happened ahead?"

asked.

Hearing this shout, the figure raised his head. He was also a knight, wearing an old armor stained with blood, but perhaps because the weapon was lost, he only held an ordinary pitchfork in his hand. Basically, the armor on his body was old and no longer shiny, but such a combination was really weird.

The voice was hoarse.

"You are too late. Those ratmen are coming. Everything is ruined."

When saying this, the strange knight's voice was filled with an indelible sense of fatigue.

The Vatican knights looked at each other at this answer, but in the end the leader decided to move forward.

He took a cloth bag from his warhorse and threw it to the lone knight squatting on the roadside in front of him.

"Keep going to the back, knight. A baron has already reorganized the defense line. You are still needed there!"

After saying this, without stopping, the team of knights continued to move forward.

After the Vatican knights left, the lonely figure picked up the cloth bag that fell on the ground. It was filled with a bag of white bread.

He used the blood-stained gauntlet to grab the white panel in the cloth bag without caring, supported himself with a pitchfork, staggered to stand up, pushed away the visor, and revealed a rough and red face.

He didn't look like a noble, didn't look like a knight, but like a farmer.

The bloodstained white bread was stuffed into his mouth and chewed hard. He did not lie to the team of Vatican knights. It was too late. Everything was too late. Everything was gone.

The bread became moist and a little bitter and salty. It was the tears that fell. He supported his body with a pitchfork and took steps towards the direction of the Vatican knights.

His waist was not straight, he was a little hunched and a little hunched. In the surge of the rat people, he lost everything in an instant. Even though he didn't have much, he was left with only himself. In the pain and confusion, he didn't ask why he survived or why he wanted to survive.

He was much stronger than some self-proclaimed noble knights.

Although the figure was so bleak.

The Vatican knights arrived at their original destination. They should have arrived long ago, but they were delayed by some things on the way. This was not the only village attacked by rat people.

Even though they had been in peace for so long, facing such a situation, the actual rulers of this area, the knights and nobles, gradually reacted.

The situation was not so bad that it could not be reversed, because at this time of the rat invasion, the most important thing was over.

The golden ears of wheat had been gathered into the warehouse.

This gave the nobles and knights enough confidence to recruit troops and gather free people, and a large number of people were gathered together to deal with the rat attack.

But the price of awakening was obviously not easy, and the destroyed villages and manors were the price of sounding the alarm.

The nobles did not care about it. They were just some civilians, like weeds in the wheat field, something that would emerge and spread unknowingly. On the contrary, the destruction of the ancient families and noble bloodlines made the nobles more alert.

The rats did not play any noble games with them.

It was just that the Vatican knights could not empathize with the nobles at this time, but just felt sad.

Pausing, what came into view was a ruin, corpses were randomly abandoned, wooden walls were knocked down, the fire had not been completely extinguished, and the charred smoke slowly diffused on the blackened charcoal.

Pain, discomfort, sadness, perhaps all of them, the Vatican knights stopped in front of the village, and various negative emotions began to surge in silence.

A positive god, or a seemingly positive god, his church, no matter how it changes over the years, has become twisted and dirty because of various things, but at the beginning, the doctrine is basically positive.

There may be other reasons, the descending god cannot get the support of the nobles at the first time, or the nobles as the ruling class are born not to rely too much on the gods who suddenly appear and are taller than them.

Relying on ordinary people, at least at the beginning they rely on ordinary people, naturally their doctrines will naturally tend to ordinary people.

In the teachings of the Church of Stargazing compiled with the approval of the God of Trafficking and Stargazing.

Supporting buying and selling and commercial activities, and encouraging people to look up at the sky and gaze at the vast stars, these two are the most important doctrines, but these are not attractive enough, at least not attractive enough for ordinary people.

So some of the most essential symbols were incorporated into the doctrine, justice, mercy, kindness, these are very simple things, and are also accepted by most ordinary people.

As a sign to recruit believers.

The opportunity for the rise of the Stargazing Church was the ruling in a dispute, in an absurd thing.

A baron married an ordinary civilian girl, no, he did not just marry an ordinary civilian girl, he married all the women in the territory, from the elderly old concubines to the young girls who were not yet adults, all on a sudden whim.

This is not a big deal, even most of the nobles spread it as an interesting topic after learning about it, but it is particularly absurd.

All the women in his territory were welcomed into the castle, but after the novelty wore off, he ignored all of them, but he didn't let them go, because of his own face, after all, this was his own fault.

So a tragedy happened. Could this baron support so many wives? Of course he could, after all, this baron came from an ancient family with a long tradition, and they were not short of money, but why?

Why waste his money on these guys?

In this way, a large number of wives were abandoned in the back hills of the castle, and a terrifying scene occurred soon after. When the bark and grass roots were all eaten up, they could only eat each other.

At this time, the unknown Pope of the Astronomical Church intervened in this matter. He broke into the castle of this ridiculous baron alone to debate with him, forcing him to divorce his wives. The poor women were saved, and these guys who had become crazy during this period of torture were able to return to various families.

This matter was not handled fairly, but no one thought there was anything wrong with it. Ordinary civilians certainly could not be compared with nobles. It was just another grand divorce.

This divorce once again became an interesting story among the nobles.

Since the Stargazing Church became famous, its reputation began to spread widely among both civilians and ordinary people.

In this ruling, the Stargazing Church took advantage of the wind, but as for the corpses piled up in the back mountain of the nobles, no one cared.

However, the Stargazing Church has since begun to flaunt its fairness and kindness.

The Vatican knights who came out of them naturally inherited these labels.

The village has been completely destroyed, and the ratmen who attacked this place have disappeared. This team of Vatican knights did not stay here for long, but decided to start searching along this range to find the ratmen who destroyed the village, and will also pass this news to the surrounding villages that are still holding on.

This is by no means an ordinary rat plague.

Running for this disaster, the Vatican knights left.

But they didn't notice that soon after they left, pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the cracks, corners, and shadows of the ruins, watching the knights of the church going away.

The rats didn't leave.

In the vast forest bordering the wheat field.

A team of mercenaries moved forward carefully in the forest. For the generous reward, this team was not ordinary.

A heavy armored warrior, a thief, a pharmacist, and a mage.

There is a profession of mage among the ghost-eyed people. After all, as long as they successfully open their eyes, they can gain a strong elemental perception ability.

But their mages have not reached the kind of power beyond the limit. Even with the support of blood, their civilization has gone through a long enough time, and it is still the same.

This small plane is difficult to support the existence of powerful creatures. The mages mixed in the mercenary team are mostly good at functionality.

Most of them master practical tricks such as magic traps, eagle eye, petrification, silence and elimination of odor.

But it was really useful, which allowed them to shuttle through this forest. During the period, they encountered those chaotic ratmen teams and the transport team led by the Great Claw Priest many times, but they avoided them without any danger.

However, the more they stopped in this forest and the more they peeked at the corner of the aggressive ratmen, the more horrified they were.

These ratmen were not the wild beasts that roamed in the dark forest and uninhabited wilderness, but a ratman army with civilization and organization. Although they didn't know why this ratman army was so scattered, they were definitely not simple.

There were even quite a few ratmen who could mobilize elements. The elemental fluctuations covering their bodies almost attracted the attention of a ratman priest.