On the way back to the Lord's Mansion, Gawain and Amber were still riding in the same car. Looking out the window at the merchants' guild hall that was fading away, the half-elf lady couldn't help but muttered: "Five years of mining rights... Is it possible that you plan to dig out the mines in that place in five years? "Of course you can't finish it, even if you have advanced mining machinery and Rebecca crystals to blow up the mountain?" "It is impossible to hollow out the White Sand Hills in five years," Gawain shook his head, "But I can at least guarantee that within five years I will dig out the planned mining volume of the Easterners for fifty years - and if we do not consider any subsequent effects, it will be directly destroyed. In the case of sexual exploitation, this number will even double."
Amber blinked and seemed to not know what to say for a while. It was not until she thought about it for a long time that she suddenly asked: "To be honest, that's it. Is it really a good idea?"
Gawain glanced at her: "How to do it?"
"...Sell the weapon to Wang ** and the alchemy potion to Dong. The situation makes this civil war more and more uncontrollable..."
Gaowen shook his head: "Even if I don't sell, do you think this civil war can be solved?"
"I do? That's not what I meant," Amber scratched his hair, "I think those who died now are all Ansu people...don't you care?"
Facing Amber's doubtful gaze, Gawain slowly spoke. : "Frankly speaking, I care, because those are the population, a precious population, but I don't care - because they are not Cecil people, at least not yet."
In this case In fact, Gawain doesn't want to talk about conscience and morality, because he really acts for profit, even if he is planning the interests of the entire southern territory. His goal is the entire Ansu, but now he does not have this ability, so his only choice is to feed the industrial machines in the Southern Territory as soon as possible, even if this industrial machine needs to drink blood and eat meat-after all, he is now a Southern Territory person. Lord, not King of Anzu.
Judging from the inevitable situation in the future, Wang ** and the Eastern Army will be enemies sooner or later.
On the other hand, his export of magical weapons and alchemy potions to Wang** and the Eastern Territory also had a second consideration: he wanted to try to force Ansu to develop.
The promotion of magic technology in the Southern Territory has brought a lot of experience and lessons. This land is like a blank sheet of paper. After clearing out the old nobles, Gawain can be free to splash ink. Even so, magic technology is here. The development is not going smoothly, so what if he wants to cover the entire Ansu with magical technology? How big of a plan is that?
Typhon is already watching eagerly. They are just waiting for the Ansu people to shed the last drop of blood. If one day the Ansu civil war ends and Gawain successfully controls this land, then the Typhon people will definitely not Give him time to slowly develop and catch up with the gap, and in order to avoid the worst outcome, he will send Anzu to the Magic Industry train from now on - even if it is tied up.
As industrial products, alchemical potions and magical weapons cannot exist alone. They require a complete industrial chain.To support, just as Prince Edmund of the East realized the importance of factories and production technology before Belk set out, the nobles of the royal capital will soon realize the importance of magic industry in maintaining an "industrialized army." necessary. Traditional nobles may be narrow-minded, but they are not incapable of thinking. They will not allow their lifeline to be completely controlled by Gawain.
Magic armor and magic weapons need to be maintained, crystal grenades need to be charged by magic nets, alchemy potions need to be produced by factories, and factories also need magic nets. Once the magic nets are built, there will be a basis for the introduction of mining machines. , with mining machines, there will be abundant metal minerals, and more machines can be manufactured...
Even if the royal capital and the nobles of the Eastern Region do not know how to build a complete magic industrial chain, they At least it can lay a foundation. The weapons and potions that Gawain sold to them were a noose entangled with flower vines. It was bright and beautiful, but it was difficult to break free once it came into contact. Under the pressure of war, in order to keep those weapons and potions flowing continuously , in order to keep the machines used to maintain and produce them running, they must also start the magic industry.
Hubo was silent for a while, not knowing what she was thinking. It was not until she was about to reach the city center that she suddenly muttered: "The person who was tricked by you is really unlucky, and he will lose his life." I want to thank you for your kindness..."
"Do you think they can't react?" Gao Wen smiled and shook his head, "No one is stupid."
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In the church, Wright, who had changed into a priest's robe, stood on the wooden pulpit. Facing the believers in the audience, he told the story in a low and powerful voice. All kinds of knowledge of the Holy Light.
“…Holy Light will be attracted by people’s hearts. The more words and deeds are similar to Holy Light’s virtues, the more intense the Holy Light phenomenon will be triggered…
”In practical actions Understanding the teachings of the Holy Light is the most effective way. For those of us followers of the Holy Light who practice the new teachings, actual words and deeds are more effective than reciting classics and repeating rituals..."
Wright After stopping, under the pulpit, a tall, powerful warrior-like man raised his hand: "Patriarch, you said that the Holy Light resonates with noble words and deeds, but is there an unchanging standard for virtue? I have been studying history recently, but I have seen that the concepts of 'morality' and 'justice' are always changing..."
Discussing it when the pastor is preaching is not allowed in the old Holy Light Church. It may be seen, but it is the preaching method advocated by the "Pure Holy Light Sect" (Protestant). As long as they abide by the rules of questioning, everyone can discuss and study the Holy Light as a kind of knowledge that can be studied. This makes The Protestant church was more like an institution of learning than a place where religious rituals were performed - which was exactly what Wright liked to see.
He nodded to the powerful man. He knew the other party. He was a white knight in his apprenticeship. In addition to practicing martial arts and fighting beasts, this brave soldier's biggest hobby was reading and studying. Only this kind of civil and military skillsA new-style pastor can be so keen to discover areas that need explanation in teachings: "Moral standards will change. In ancient times, the greatest virtues were related to food, but today's moral standards include things like loyalty, honesty, and trustworthiness. , bravery, etc. The words and deeds used to reflect these characteristics have been changing with the times. Therefore, we should have a concept of 'public morality'. Only by conforming to the most recognized morality and fighting for the group can we conform to the Holy Light's principles. True meaning."
"...Then why is this happening?" The trainee white knight with both civil and military skills said with confusion, "Can the Holy Light choose people who meet its standards? And it will also change with the changes in human moral standards?"
This bold point of view caused the believers in the church to discuss in low voices, and Wright was silent for a moment. After some thought, he He replied calmly: "I don't know the answer yet."
"You don't know?"
"Yes, people should sincerely face their ignorance," Wright replied, "The road to absolute truth is endless. We can only understand the 'relative truth' within the scope of our minds. Maybe there is an answer that can explain all the secrets of the Holy Light, but I don't know yet. I only know This is exactly what we are looking for. I would also like to remind everyone here - do not blindly follow anything that claims to be 'absolutely correct', because even I, the Patriarch, cannot be absolutely correct. We should pursue it boldly. Truth, and verifying it carefully, and remaining humble, can we continue to move forward on this path of exploration."
Wright's words caused another burst of discussion, and after the discussion, the sermon continued.
Finally, this "sermon" ended. People in the church stood up and dispersed in twos and threes. The originally full benches soon became empty. Wright watched the believers leave. , and then stood up to pack away the Holy Light Canon and other materials on the wooden table, while a small figure with a shimmering light floated from not far away, holding a glass of water in his hand and came to Wright.
"Drink water~~Thank you for your hard work!!"
"Thank you," Wright took the water glass and gently pressed on Emily's hair, "I'm very good today. , He deserves praise for not causing trouble for everyone."
Emily laughed happily, while Wright glanced casually at the church, and then suddenly discovered that there was a Dai sitting on the bench below. A slender female figure wearing a hood.
Has she been sitting there? Why didn't you see it just now?
Wright was confused for a moment, then walked towards the hooded woman who seemed to have no intention of getting up: "Madam, the sermon is over - do you need help?"
"I do have some doubts," the hooded woman raised her head. She took off her hood, and her long pale golden hair spread out. A beautiful face with a calm smile appeared in front of Wright. "Mr. Chief Pastor of the Southern Church."
Wright looked at the blond woman in front of him calmly, and Emily next to him looked at this strange sister who had never been seen in the church in surprise: "Sister, who are you?"
Then, the little girl exclaimed again: "Wow. ! Sister, your whole body is glowing!”
“Emily,” Wright gently pressed the little girl’s hair, “You go to the room to rest first, and I’ll talk to the guests.”< /p>
Emily blinked and looked at Wright, then at the "strange sister", hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "Oh."
The little girl's figure was in the air gradually disappeared.
Veronica watched all this, she said nothing, but the quiet and peaceful holy light filled the church, rippling between the rows of benches like a gentle undulating sea. Then, in this ocean of holy light, Wright just stood there quietly, the rippling holy light flowing past him, as if he ignored his existence, and it seemed as if he ignored the existence of the holy light.
He was shrouded in a shimmering light.
Veronica finally broke the silence: "There are no guests who come to the church, only lost lambs, right?"
"This is what you said, we have recently Abandoned," Wright said calmly, and then sat next to Veronica, "No one is a lamb who needs to be guided, everyone who comes to the church is the same seeker."
"Indeed. They are novel and radical doctrines," Veronica nodded slightly, "just like your sermons, but they are very interesting."
Wright looked at the man from the northern church in front of him with some surprise. Living saint, looking at this saintly princess who can represent the power of the traditional church: "Do you think this is interesting?"
"At least I have never heard of similar teachings, which is interesting enough," Veronica said while looking into Wright's eyes, "Can you tell me about your teachings?"
Wright suddenly felt that the situation at this moment was a bit funny.
He knew that the living saint of the Northern Church had come to the south, but he never thought that he would talk to the other party in such a calm way under such circumstances.
But in any case, it is his duty to answer the teachings, so he nodded: "If you are really willing to listen."
"Today I am just a listener - ah , according to you, a seeker."
Wright put aside all his doubts and absurd feelings, sat up straight, and spoke the teachings.
This special "sermon" did not last long. The doctrines of Protestantism are not complicated, and the content is much less rigid than the rules of the old church. Wright used his unique simple sentences to describe his understanding of the Holy Light. understanding and insights, and Veronica just listened quietly the whole time.
When the "sermon" ended, the holy light rippling in the church gradually dissipated.
Wright looked at the "Saint Princess" in front of him, guessing what the other party would say, but Veronica just stood up and bowed slightly to him: "It's wonderful.Explain, Mr. Wright. "
After saying this, her figure instantly disintegrated into countless scattered shimmering particles, gradually dissipating in the air.
"Is it really just an avatar... "
Wright watched the last glimmer of light disappear and muttered softly.
"What on earth is she here for? ”