Chapter 546 Broken Sword (IV)

March of the fifth year.

After the situation stabilized, the first thing the Vatican expeditionary army did was to start large-scale construction.

The soldiers cut down all the trees within ten kilometers of the teleportation site and turned them into houses. These houses were prepared for the "noble-priest" class who had already arrived, and for the Vatican staff who were about to arrive through the teleportation gate.

The lords made great efforts in the civil engineering work and provided a batch of qualified marble stones.

The soldiers who changed their swords into hammers built a cathedral with the stones provided by the lords, and also built a house for the high-level priests of the Vatican with snow-white marble.

In the sun, this area provided for the living of middle and high-level priests was like a snowflake falling on the ground, shining white.

Zhou Quan and other lords who surrendered to the Vatican never thought that their greatest contribution to the Vatican was to provide stones, and the credit for leading them to break through the fortress was not as great as providing building materials.

Leading the Crusaders to attack other lords' fortresses was just icing on the cake, while providing the Vatican with the necessary materials was a timely help.

For this reason, the priest class, who looked up to the top, was even willing to recognize the existence of the lords.

There were fewer voices discussing the lords.

The trapping towers set up on the border operated very smoothly. Each trapping tower could provide the Church with dozens of units of floating stones and rare biological materials every day. It was very manpower-saving to let the immortal lords go to hunt.

Everything was moving in a better direction.

This world had too many resources, as easy to get as a cream cake on the table.

They only needed to reach out a little bit to get a large amount of resources that would take several years to get in other worlds.

As the development work progressed, neither the highest-level priests nor the lowest-level soldiers raised any objections to the leading war domain paladins.

The gains from the expedition were enough to fill everyone's pockets.

The installation and construction of the portal was orderly, and everyone could see the little growth of the 100-meter-high tower. The portal did not mean that its appearance must be a "door".

It was just a channel connecting the two worlds.

They even hoped that the construction of the portal could be slower, so that they could get more gold from this world into their pockets.

Zhou Quan looked at himself in the mirror. The man in the red and white robe was in high spirits.

Tonight, the Holy See held a banquet for the ruling class led by the Holy Warriors to celebrate their successful development work, to celebrate their success so far.

It can be said that the eve of the opening of the portal is the most relaxed and relaxed time for them.

One work is completed, and another work has not yet begun.

When the portal is opened, not only the reinforcements from the main world arrive, but also the work of the main world.

"Let us thank God for giving us this world!" A priest raised his glass.

People around him wearing the same robes and wearing different emblems also raised their glasses with him.

They exchanged cups, celebrated their victory, and discussed the transformation plan for this continent.

Zhou Quan did not want to participate in their celebration. He was not like some lords who could quickly integrate into the circle of the Holy See. Some multi-lords could perform their duties because of the large number of people... and had more time to participate in the private salons of the priests.

"Old Zhou, let me meet you..."

He declined the invitations of several lords who were hanging out with the priests, and continued to look for familiar figures in the party.

The intoxicating salon, many lords have never been exposed to such a sacred and luxurious party.

I don't know if the people in the Holy See have discovered something, they will focus on winning over one of these multi-lords, and then strengthen his ability to give him more say.

Templar Ian leaned on the relief stone pillar on the second floor of the banquet hall, looking indifferently at Zhou Quan walking on the dance floor, and turned to Theresa beside him and said: "Your hound is looking for you."

"Let him look for a while, it's really tiring to deal with these people every day." Theresa curled her lips and stretched her proud figure: "But there is no way, some advantages are innate...ah, I learned a new word from them, appearance is justice."

"I think it's interesting to get along with them, they are not the same as us." Ian said: "The world portal should be able to communicate with the main world at this stage? The decision of the paladin is right, this world is wrong."

Too quiet.

They have been in this world for four months.

No one tried to communicate with them, no diplomats appeared, and everything did not match the situation of other worlds they had contacted before.

This abnormality made everyone uncomfortable, like you prepared a punch for a long time and hit cotton.

"The paladins have established a connection with the main world through the resonance tower. Our support will arrive soon. No matter what they are doing, they can't stop us." Theresa said: "They are really strange. I really want to see the diplomats sent by these indigenous countries begging for mercy from us."

Then admire their expressions after their begging for mercy was rejected.

This is not the first time that the Hound Sisters and the Templars have set out with the army. As the sharpest blade of the Holy See and the Empire, they belong to the field of war and are thrown into different battlefields again and again.

"The land given by God." Theresa turned the wine glass in her hand: "The oracle obtained by His Holiness the Pope, this is the land given by God... Maybe this quietness is the encouragement of God for us to spread the doctrine diligently?"

Templar Ian looked up at the relief on the ceiling of the banquet hall, where an angel with a blue halo nailed a demon with a red halo to the ground, and then looked at the priests toasting each other in the underground dance floor.

Just as justice will defeat evil, they will always win.

They are justice.

?

"Ian, no matter what, our names will be recorded in the history of the Church. The last oracle of the God-given Land was six hundred years ago. Except for the "things" in the Senate, the holy warriors may not have seen the God-given Land."

Our names will be recorded in the history books, which is a higher honor than rank.

Theresa clasped her hands together, as if praying.

So, we must learn to accept the abnormality here.

window._taboola = window._taboola || ; _taboola.push({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-thumbnail---300x250', placement: 'Below article thumbnail - 300x250', target_type: 'mix' });