goddess of revolution

Chapter 1138 Sparks are waiting to ignite, the last tranquility of the Dawn Empire
It was still a peaceful night. Like the previous few days, the stars in the sky no longer twinkled, the clouds no longer flashed and thundered, and the protective barrier was no longer bombarded by various shells, rays, or even wreckage. The citizens of Valentine continued to Enjoy the rare peace this month.

Looking at the pedestrians in the streets and alleys under the night lights, listening to the hustle and bustle from the taverns, hallucination halls and various clubs, they seem to have forgotten the tragic battle of the Emperor's Castle not long ago, and the raging flames that covered the sky over Valentine .

For the rulers of the empire, such tranquility was like a noose moving around the neck, suffocating.

On the ground floor of the Emperor's Castle, in the study room covered by many barriers, the blond boy knocked on the desk loudly, and his voice, which was still in the stage of changing his voice, was high-pitched and sharp: "Bodina is not just a member of the Holy See! She is also me... The northern inspector appointed by me! How can the Holy See arrest people without my permission? Do they still have this empire in their eyes!?"

There are more than a dozen imperial officials including the prime minister, Duke Tangus, standing in the study room. After the blond boy, the successor emperor of the Dawn Empire, Jon Dawn, the head of the royal guard, the head of the imperial palace, and the saint of order O'Flynn, as always, stood up straight, like a part of Jon's throne.

However, after Jon got angry, O'Flynn, who was originally like a sculpture, changed her expression and cast a surprised look at Jon, but she didn't make a sound.

Duke Tangus first looked at O'Flynn to confirm that she was unwilling to speak, then shook his head and said to Jon: "Your Majesty, the matter of Her Highness Bodina is still secondary. Now the Holy See has arranged difficult arrangements in various parts of the empire." Counting sacrificial rituals. The rumors seem to be true, which makes it difficult for us to understand, is Her Majesty really going to abandon this empire?"

The old Duke's tone was extremely heavy: "I quarreled with Chaboni all night, but I still couldn't stop him and Eldhiros from starting the flagship fort plan. A heavy price has been paid, even the goddess took action, but the result is still... Chaboni and more than [-] officers and soldiers of the entire fleet have been promoted to the Kingdom of God."

"Is this really the divine will of the goddess? I don't care about victory or defeat, but just bring pious and loyal souls into the kingdom of God?"

"Then what is the purpose of this empire, everything we have done so far?"

There was a head of a magician floating in the crystal ball on the desk. It was Simbner. He said coldly: "So all this is not the divine will of Her Majesty, but the ghosts of the people in the Holy See!"

"The Holy See was secretly acting, blinded His Majesty the Goddess, and made His Majesty lose confidence in mortals, so he decided to restart the world!"

"They hold the power of the three northern countries. They secretly built shelters in the north. After the world restarts, they will be able to dominate the entire world!"

"This is probably the plan of the Loyalty Court back then, but the situation changed too fast for them to implement it in time, and now they finally found a chance!"

"Don't forget that the two cardinals are the remnants of the loyal court. They usurped the fruits of victory that His Majesty Teresia had achieved by uniting magicians and mortals. It's that simple!"

O'Flynn couldn't bear it any longer: "Shut up! How dare you question the will of Her Majesty the Goddess! How dare you separate Her Majesty Teresia from Her Majesty the Goddess!?"

Simberna didn't back down: "Your Highness O'Flynn, what did you receive from the goddess' oracle? Is it really going to restart the world?"

O'Flynn choked, and Simbner continued to ask, "If not, then what?"

O'Flynn's chest rose and fell violently, but she couldn't speak. She didn't receive any oracle.

The Prime Minister seemed to be speaking for O'Flynn, but he was actually helping Simberna: "Don't embarrass Your Highness O'Flynn, she is not real after all... Oh, I mean, she is not the same as the holy woman of the Holy See. If Her Majesty's divine will has been distorted by the Holy See, and Her Highness O'Flynn can't do anything about it."

O'Flynn was furious, with bright golden dust overflowing from her body, and said loudly: "I am with the goddess! This is my proof!"

The prime minister hadn't spoken yet, and several other officials also had golden lights on their bodies, saying what this could prove.

"This proves nothing..."

The prime minister sighed, and raised his golden palm: "I, a legendary paladin, can still obtain divine power, but I have long since lost the oracle of the goddess."

When Oveline was in distress, Emperor Jon slapped the table again: "Are you trying to deny Oveline's status as a saint? And then just watched the Holy See completely monopolize the way to communicate with the goddess? Did they capture Princess Bodina? For what? Think about it!"

O'Flynn stared at Jon in astonishment, but the Prime Minister and the others were extremely excited, which meant that Jon recognized that the Holy See had distorted the judgment of God's will!

"This empire was founded by Her Majesty Teresia, and was given to me by Her Majesty the Goddess..."

The actual age is less than 16 years old, and the emperor, who is between a boy and a young man, said deeply: "In order to protect this empire, we have met all the requirements of the Holy See before, even if we know that they are very likely to seek their own. Benefits and authority are distorting God's will, and we are also offering sacrifices to Her Majesty the Goddess for that real possibility."

"However, our weakness has allowed the Holy See to push forward and even become unscrupulous!"

"We can no longer sit still!"

After talking about it, the fear and confusion in my heart were still revealed: "We, we have to do something..."

O'Flynn sighed, and said quietly: "Now even the Valentine's garrison fleet is controlled by the Holy See, and the Emperor's Castle is also the site of the Hand of Order. They only listen to Baudouin, what else can they do?"

The prime minister raised his eyebrows: "The Holy See does not control the entire empire, we still have the army and the people!"

Simberna also said: "There are countless magicians behind me. We are sincerely united, and we are waiting for His Majesty's order!"

O'Flynn snorted: "Don't think that I don't know what's going on outside because I live deep in the palace. The believers of the God of Trade Wind, the Church of the Omniscient, and the Chilian's broadcast have all released news that Bahamut is back! "

"Bahamut has established an alliance with Ms. Scarlet Red and Ms. Dark Moon. Ms. Dark Moon's spokesperson is Hathaway. She has gathered many magicians from the empire, Zold, the leader of the Zhentarim Society, and Rowenna, who has a video industry, probably voted for her."

There was an uproar when they heard the news of Bahamut's return.

Simberna said: "His Majesty Bahamut was the pinnacle of goodness and justice in the entire world before the Dark Ages. Even He has allied himself with the Scarlet Lady, so why is there any doubt about Her Majesty's situation? It must have been distorted by the Holy See Already!"

O'Flynn finally sorted out her thoughts, and said sharply: "What Bahamut returned was just a wisp of will, why can't it be the Scarlet Lady who distorted Bahamut's will?"

"There may be a problem with the Holy See of Order, but isn't the current situation clearer? This is a battle of the gods! Whether it is the Holy Maiden Sacrifice or the restart of the world, it is a sacrifice to Her Majesty the Goddess!"

"Compared to this war of gods, what is our empire worth?"

The study room fell silent again. The Prime Minister looked at the emperor who opened his mouth to speak but tried hard to hold back, and said meaningfully: "Then let's continue to wait, but there is only less than a day before the Holy Maiden Sacrifice. What should we do?" If not, there's not much time left."

After a while, only Oveline and Jon were left in the study, and Jon said, "Oveline, what do you think? Do you agree with the Holy See's approach? Do you want me to sit and watch this empire fall?"

O'Flynn's eyes were also full of confusion, and she shook her head and said, "I don't know, I just, I just feel that this is the divine will of the goddess. Although I can't receive the oracle, I can feel that the divine will has not been distorted .”

Jon's eyes widened, and he shook his head again and again: "No! Your induction must be wrong! You should try again!"

"I absolutely do not believe that the goddess will give up the empire, or even mortals!"

"If that's the case, then what are we? Isn't everything we do an insignificant joke?"

O'Flynn sighed, stroked Jon's head and said, "You've lost Jon a bit. What we can become is determined by Her Majesty the goddess. How can I use my own desires to examine the divine will of the goddess?"

Jon's voice became louder: "But the goddess did not send down an oracle! It is the Holy See who speaks for the goddess!"

He suddenly stretched his arms and hugged O'Flynn: "I'm afraid of O'Flynn! They can take Paudina, and they can take you! If we don't stand up and resist, they will!"

"I care about this empire, this is the mission entrusted to me by Her Majesty the Goddess, but I care more about you, O'Flynn!"

With a slap, O'Flynn slapped Jon severely, and said angrily: "How can you put your will above Her Majesty's mission!?"

Jon was beaten and sat on the ground in a circle. He touched the flushed half of his cheek, tears came out of his eyes, and hissed: "Then guard this mission with me!"

O'Flynn was stunned, rushed over to kneel down and hugged Jon, buried his head deeply in her chest, sobbed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jon... I, I really don't know what to do manage……"

The two embraced each other, maintaining this posture for a while, O'Flynn blushed a lot, and gently pushed Jon away.

She said with a wry smile, "I told you that it's time to find a marriage for you."

Jon bowed his head in shame, but refused to admit defeat: "Now is not the time to talk about this, maybe tomorrow will be the end of the world."

O'Flynn slapped it again, but when it reached Jon's face, it was just a very gentle touch: "Don't think about it, even if the rumor is true, when that day comes, we will be favored by the goddess after all, and Her Majesty the goddess will come Pick us up."

Then his expression became serious: "But you are right, we can't just let the Holy See ravage the empire like this, who knows how much selfish desire they have mixed in it?"

She got up and said, "I'll go talk to Nama, don't worry, the Tribunal headquarters is not the site of those two bishops."

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This night, not only the imperial capital Valentine was immersed in tranquility, but the entire Dawn Empire was shrouded in tranquil night.

In the wilderness in the northwest of Tangus, where the stars were once shining and countless wreckage fell, the night sky was clear, but the earth was shining with fire.

The firelight faintly reflected the surrounding scene, which were two imperial warships folded in half into an X shape, and beneath them was a building that had been smashed into ruins, like a prison.

A large area of ​​shacks spread out around the ruins. Under the light of the bright golden fire, although it was messy and dilapidated, it was stained with a layer of sacred texture.

The fire light came from the side of the ruins, in the center of the square that had just been cleared, there were dozens of blazing flames burning in the pile.The flame is not orange, but the same bright golden color as the divine power of order, which looks like a burning divine fire of order.

Beside the divine fire, the bishop of the Holy See in white robes and Master in black robes were reciting the tome of order, surrounded by crusader soldiers with live ammunition.

These soldiers, who are lower than the judges and have a larger number, are specially formed by the Holy See from the Imperial Legion, and are directly controlled by the Holy See's grassroots.Because it was too late to make a special uniform, everyone put on a white sleeveless smock, with an X drawn with a red pen on the chest of the smock.

Outside the crusaders, there were tens of thousands of people kneeling and kneeling, including men, women, young and old, all in ragged clothes, and they were all chanting straightforward and simple slogans such as the blessing of the goddess in a low voice.They couldn't see the situation of the pile of divine fire in the center of the square, but they could hear the faint call sign, and the chanting was therefore intermittent, like convulsions.

Among the crowd, a small figure murmured to his companions: "Nesgai, pious believers must be sacrificed in the divine fire, and ungodly ones must also be purified in the divine fire. What should we do?"

The companion is a goblin, and he said very puzzled: "Where is the piousness? Are these guys from the Temple Mountain really pious?"

"I watched for a while just now. They seem to be picking people very carefully, but most of the burned ones are old and young, and the small ones are crooked. None of them are good-looking."

"I guess they don't bother to distinguish the pious from the pious at all, but just burn it directly. The young and strong can do manual work and stay first, and the women and beautiful children can still enjoy it."

"That's the problem. After they messed around like this, the Goddess of Order still sent down a miracle of joy. How did they do it?"

The halfling Gomis said dejectedly: "Why are you still studying this at this time? It is because of the miracle that we dare not run away. If we make a slight move, others will expose us."

"Thousands of people have been burned now, right? Halflings and goblins like us, who are shining everywhere, can't hide no matter what. It will be our turn soon!"

The halfling held his head and moaned annoyedly: "It's all your fault, Nesgai! I said long ago that I should leave here, you insist on organizing everyone here, and wait for the new warden to come. It's all right now, come on. It's the pyromaniacs of the Holy See! Let's all die together!"

In the fire in the center of the square, people could be vaguely seen among clusters of bright golden flames.Some are still twitching and screaming, and some have turned into a ball of coke.As for the tens of thousands of prisoners and slaves kneeling all around, the fear of being burned by the flames at the same time, and the yearning for the blessing of the gods were two strong emotions wrapped together, and it was almost difficult to breathe.

"It's not... science, I mean... magic!"

The eyes of the goblin Nesgai were shining, it was the light of curiosity and desire to survive: "I have to go and see, Gomis, I need your help."

Gomis rubbed his scalp vigorously for a while, and said in a self-defeating manner: "Okay, okay, I'll call in those credible guys and cause some trouble, so you can take advantage of the chaos to study some scientific magic. Before you and everyone are thrown into the fire and burned into coke, research something useful."

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The airship galloped in the night sky, feeling the occasional jolts. The halfling Frodo said to the pilot on the intercom: "Didn't it mean that there are not many patrolling airships in the sky now? There is no need to stick so low." ?”

The pilot said angrily: "At this time, the airships of the Empire are either in the ice sea, or on the reef above Valentine, or on the Zhentarim side. There are no airships, but there are planes from the Red Federation!"

Frodo rubbed his nose resentfully and said, "Are those guys from the Red Federation so arrogant? They even control the sky of the empire."

The pilot snorted: "It's impossible for them to do it, but they don't rely on patrols. Their eyes are on the sky, not to mention the sky, they can see clearly how an ant moves on the ground, I don't want the messenger mission to become a combat mission."

Frodo was taken aback. "What's the use of flying close to the ground if you can see so clearly?"

The pilot said: "If it is an ant traveling at thousands of kilometers per hour, the Chilian's sky eyes can't see clearly, can't it?"

"It seems a little...reasonable..."

Frodo smiled bitterly: "But be careful, our lives are trivial matters, and the mission of the Marshal must not be delayed."

When it came to the "Marshal's mission", the pilot also hummed in a low voice, overcame the psychological barrier, and raised the airship a little higher.

The flying boat shot towards the northeast, and patches of lights could be barely seen under the very distant skyline.

………………

The skateboard carried Tasmi through the woods like lightning, and galloped across the field, chasing several lights behind, and several floating vehicles could be vaguely seen.

According to his memory, he chose the route with the least inspection force when going back and forth, and rushed straight towards the mercenary manor, but he still encountered interrogating soldiers on the road, so he could only go forward at full speed regardless, and gradually dragged out a long queue chasing soldiers.

The manor is in front of us, becoming clearer and clearer, and the dense lights illuminate the inside and outside of the manor as brightly as day.

Tasmi's heartbeat quickened several times. Just outside the dormitory where the princess mercenaries lived, a high platform had been erected, and several figures in white clothes could be vaguely seen standing on the platform.

Yusha must be there!

Tasmi continued to accelerate, and at the same time shouted in her heart: "A miracle! You appear quickly—!"

(End of this chapter)