The church is a church built by one’s own hands.
When Wright set out, he never thought that he would return to this place so soon, let alone that when he returned, he would lose the blessing of the Holy Light and become an ordinary person.
Losing extraordinary power and identity as an extraordinary person is nothing to Wright. Power is just a tool. Before he got this tool, he lived as an ordinary person for twenty years. , he did not have such a strong attachment to his identity as a transcendent, but losing his affinity for the Holy Light made him extremely sad.
He stood quietly in front of the simple church for a long time. He looked at the small tower and spire above the church forming a sharp sword in the outline of the giant sun, just like the legend that guided mankind in ancient times. The first holy light that broke through the darkness pierced the sky. Finally, he sighed slightly and stepped forward to open the door of the church.
The lord's words left a deep echo in his heart. Wright knew that those words were reasonable and worth thinking about. However, he knew better where his problem lay - in fact, he had never doubted it. Through his determination and actions to practice the way of Holy Light, he has never wavered in this regard.
What really made him shaken was how those people who had almost completely abandoned the Holy Light were able to use those divine powers.
The Lord of Holy Light...can he really not see all this?
This almost rebellious thought appeared in Wright's mind again, and the moment this thought emerged, he felt a turbulence in his spiritual world, and a vague tingling sensation in his mind. An extremely distant, vague, and chaotic whisper appeared in his mind, and an extremely distant, vague, and chaotic whisper echoed in his ears. That whisper seemed to contain endless truth and love, but not only could Wright not be able to hear the content of the whisper, but he could clearly He felt that the whisper was moving away from him.
The brief sting and trance soon ended, and Wright felt that the power of the Holy Light in his body was weakening again.
"There is no doubt about the Lord..." The tall priest muttered in a low voice and walked slowly into the prayer hall of the church. He sat down in the first row of seats and looked up at the people in front of him. The icon not far away - the blurred-faced icon of the Lord of Holy Light stands on the pulpit. The sunlight falling from the skylight shrouds the sculpture, shrouding it in a hazy halo - and then he He lowered his head and prayed silently.
Halfway through the prayer, Wright opened his eyes. He sensed someone approaching him, so he stood up and turned to look.
A middle-aged woman wearing a coarse cloth skirt and a round waist came over hesitantly. She was one of the believers who often came to the church on weekdays. When the peasant woman saw that Wright had finished his prayer, she immediately stopped. With tiptoeing movements, he stepped forward and greeted with a loud and hearty voice: "I saw the door was open - Mr. Pastor, when did you come back?"
"I just came back." Come back for a while," Wright looked at the woman who often came to the church to pray gently, "Do you need any help?? "
"Hi, it's okay, I just heard that you are back, come and see - everyone misses you very much," the peasant woman laughed, "You are back, then every week Will it be held as usual? I have to tell the big guys when I get back. "
To hold a worship meeting, we need to lead everyone to realize the Holy Light. Wright couldn't help but frown, with an apology on his face: "I...I'm sorry, my recent state may not be very good, and I probably can't help it. Hosting the church meeting..."
The peasant woman didn't mind at all, and waved her hand carelessly: "Oh, it's okay, I'll just tell everyone that the church meeting will be cancelled. "
Then the woman glanced at Wright curiously, with a hint of concern in her tone: "Mr. Pastor, did you catch the cold outside? I heard that the snow in the north of Rock Fortress hasn't gone away yet. Are you freezing outside? ”
A peasant woman with little knowledge probably cannot understand the concept of wavering faith and deviating from the Holy Light. She just used her own understanding to guess Wright’s current state, while Wright was hearing those caring words. There was silence for a while.
After a moment, the only priest in the territory shook his head slightly: "I'm fine. I think I can still lead the service - just go and tell everyone, and the service this week will go on as usual. "
"Really? The peasant woman looked Wright up and down and said, "Mr. Pastor, don't force yourself. Although you are quite strong, no matter how strong you are, you can't bear the disease." "
"Thank you for your concern," Wright smiled, as if he had put down some burden, "It's just some... small problems, nothing to worry about. ”
For these ordinary civilians, the belief in the Holy Light does not have such a complicated or noble connotation. What they pray for in the church is never the realization of extraordinary power. All they want is peace of mind and tranquility in a busy life.
No matter what the power of faith means in the eyes of the priests, in the eyes of these ordinary people, the biggest role of the power of faith is nothing more than this. A spiritual sustenance.
Maybe as a priest, Wright has lost the ability to feel the holy light and use divine magic, but at least he still has the power to let these people enjoy half a day of peace.
County Horsman, decorated with luxurious gold and silver ornaments, covered with thick velvet carpets, and illuminated by magic crystal lamps in the brightly lit castle reception room, Count Karloff Horsman is sitting in his seat Sitting on his favorite high-backed chair, he listened to the information conveyed to him by his most trusted intelligence advisor, with a rather complicated expression on his face - a hint of disdain and more confusion in his face.
The earl put down a ruby ornament he was playing with and said with a strange smile: "Take back all the privileges of the nobility in the territory, including the Cecil family's own privileges to manage the territory, and then set up a 'Government Affairs Office' ', Let a group of low-born people manage the territory? "
"Yes, this is the successful entry into the "Twenty-Fiveth Five-Year Plan"Information observed by the Construction Brigade’s spies. We have never known how the Cecil Territory works internally, but with the efforts of those excellent spies, we finally have some truth." Next to Count Horsman, he was thin and gloomy, with black hair and an eagle. The hook-nosed Green said unhurriedly, "And it is said that even the Kande area, which was recently merged into the Cecil family, has established a secondary government affairs department. The government affairs department has great power, even taxation and reclamation on the territory. It is controlled by the 'clerks' and 'department officials' of the Government Affairs Office. "
Earl Horsman frowned: "Is this a pretense? In fact, these so-called officials are all members of the Cecil family, right? "
"It doesn't seem to be the case," Green shook his head. "The spies said that there are many powerful officials in the Government Affairs Department, including the agricultural director, mining director, commercial director and other positions, all of which are headed by Cecil. Someone outside the family serves. Although these people are also loyal to the Cecil family, the power they have is real. Even the knights in the territory must be controlled by the heads of these departments..."
"...It seems that This resurrected ancient hero has... some problems in his thinking," Count Horsman smiled half-heartedly, "and he not only took back the privileges of his vassal, but even let the noble knights and ladies in the Kant area Also pledged allegiance to his brutal New Deal? "
"Yes, mandatory oaths, mandatory allegiance, almost all aristocratic privileges have been taken back, and even the power to collect taxes and manage fiefs has been given to the so-called 'secondary government affairs office'," Green revealed With a trace of serious expression, "According to our spies' reports, all Kant knights were forced to accept these unfair treatments, and they seemed to try to resist - it is said that just east of Cecil Territory, those brave and noble knights defended The glorious tradition chose to draw their swords to fight. The sound of fighting even reached the city, but later they were suppressed by violence..."
"It is simply an unimaginable act," said Hoss Count Man exclaimed with some exaggeration, "Is this the true face of the resurrected ancient hero? He is simply destroying the foundation for the survival of this glorious country... In the land downstream of the White Water River, tradition and order are about to disappear! ? "
"He is destroying what he built with his own hands, there is no doubt about it," Green said with a serious face. "The honor of the nobles is being trampled by him, and he uses violence and demagoguery. Those with noble blood had to succumb to his rule, but the vast majority of people still didn't know his true identity - especially in some areas in the eastern and northern parts of the South, where the locals were still referring to Gawain? Cecil is treated as a glorious pioneering hero. ”
“Everyone has heard of his pioneering legend, but after all, it was a story seven hundred years ago. I don’t know how many times it has been distorted and exaggerated. Now that he has truly been resurrected, we can see When it comes to purification," Count Horsman put the ruby ornament in his hand on the table and said seriously and sincerely, "Mr. GreenSir, my advisor, we have to take action - we cannot let this kind of violation of tradition and law continue to develop. ”
Green took a deep look at the veteran nobleman in front of him. His words were so sincere that it was touching. However, as an intelligence leader, he was good at seeing through people’s hearts, but he knew very well what the truth was - nothing more. The new machinery in the mines has frequently failed recently, the alchemists and pharmacists in the territory have left one after another, and the ore market is firmly controlled by Viscount Leslie of Tanzania Town. These visible losses have made the earl more and more worried. I just can't sit still.
This Earl has made a lot of wealth from the stolen magic network technology, but the nobles' pursuit of wealth will never end, as long as they are in sight. There is still a gold coin that can be seen but does not belong to them, so they will never give up reaching out. Now, Count Horsman has seen the mountains of gold coins, and he has also seen that the ancient Duke has a flaw that can be attacked. It may be difficult for him to calm down.
However, as the trusted intelligence advisor of the Horsman family, Green will not expose his master’s true thoughts. He will only give a suitable reminder: "My lord, Count." , please allow me to remind you - after all, he is the founding hero, and he is still a duke, even if it is just a duke with an empty title. "
"Yes, Duke, the founding hero, but when he begins to destroy the basic order of this kingdom, his title and aura will be eclipsed," Karloff Horsman laughed. "This country belongs to all the glorious bloodlines after all. There are dozens of large and small field nobles in the southern border. Mr. Green, do you think these field nobles know that Gawain Cecil has destroyed and threatened the traditional legal system?" , what will you do? ”