Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 7 Mundy II
"Your Highness, it's getting late now, we should have gone back a long time ago." Thorben's tone was full of uneasiness and worry.

"Tolben, what did I tell you? Call me Roddy outside." Monty said while looking at the stage.

No matter how many times he looked at it, the bumps on the sides of Thorburn's forehead always seemed funny to Mundy, and his short hair made it even worse.

Thorben sighed, and reluctantly said: "Roddy, it's time for us to go home."

"Wait a little longer, Thorburn, it's just getting to the wonderful place."

Mundy's favorite play, "The Age of Heroes," was on stage.

The play is about the "300 Years' War" more than 17 years ago, when the Apollian family heroes emerged in large numbers.They suppressed the rebellion, resisted the offensive of the Eastern Saverios, and unified the Eastern Territory Tuhoyeti Continent in one fell swoop by switching from defense to offense.

"Master Imbell, we are surrounded! What should we do?" The soldier looked at the enemies around and shouted to the silver armored knight in the center of the stage.

"Nemier, we will fight to the last man! Get your weapons ready!" Imbel drew out the long sword in his hand and placed it on his shoulder, with a determined look in his eyes, ready to meet the approaching enemy.

At this time, smoke and dust rose from both sides of the stage, and the sound of artificial horseshoes and neighing was heard.

"Amber Cavalry! It's Lord Alwald! We're saved!" the soldier shouted excitedly.

Mundy can't remember seeing "Age of Heroes" so many times that he knows every line by heart.

"The Amber Knight" Arvard Apollon was his favorite historical figure as a child and the most powerful knight in the history of the empire.

He is the elder brother of the "King of Man" Imbel, who is remembered by later generations for his unparalleled martial arts and amber-like orange-red translucent armor.

I saw Alwald wearing amber armor, holding a lance, and a war horse made of wooden strips under his crotch, which was supported by four wheels to move.

He took the lead and killed the enemies in front of him until they scattered and fled.

"elder brother!"

After driving the enemy away, Alvad dismounted, took off his helmet and walked towards Imbel.

"My brother!"

Imbel embraced Alwald with open arms, "History will remember this day, remember you!"

After speaking, the performance ended. The two faced the audience and bowed together with other performers to thank them.

"it is good!"

Mundy, along with the rest of the audience, rose to applaud.

The stage they performed just now was the final battle of the "17 Years' War" between the Hastza Empire and the Saverios.

Imbel was ambushed and surrounded when he led his army through the wetlands. At the critical moment, his brother Alvad and his "Amber Cavalry" arrived on the battlefield and successfully rescued the siege, ending the last resistance of the Saverio people.

To commemorate the end of the war and the feat of the "Amber Knights", the nearest city next to the battlefield was renamed Amberia, which means "City of Amber".

"Sure enough, no matter how many times you read the classics, you won't get bored!" Monty said to Thorben.

"Prince...His Royal Highness Rody, the show is over, we should go back." Thorben said.

"Don't be so anxious," Monty laughed. "Don't you think the story and acting are wonderful? The martial arts of the Amber Knight and the Human King are unparalleled in the world, and their brotherly affection is also well-known in the world.

Although Alwad died young, Imbel also rejected the proposal of his subordinates to make him emperor because of grief.But the King's son Agric III was called 'The Great One' and half of the credit should be attributed to his father. "

"This is indeed one of the most classic pieces of Hastza's history, but the church said that drama will make people addicted to entertainment, which will interfere with daily life and work." Thorburn replied solemnly.

"Church? Oh." Monty didn't react immediately, "I just found out that you are a member of the Supreme God, and you still have a beard."

Since the empire was forced to allow the Holy Palacis Empire to preach in its territory, the influence of the Supreme God has grown like a weed and cannot be eradicated.

"It's not necessary to shave if you believe in the Supreme God, Your Highness," Thorburn said. "I think a lot of the teachings they said have been very helpful to me, and I can find peace in it."

After all, he put his hands together and closed his eyes.

"It's night and there is no sun, so where do you face when you pray?"

Mundi knew some of the rules of the Supreme God, such as facing the direction of the sun when praying, because the sun is their supreme god.

"At night, we face east, towards Imnachar, the avatar of the sun."

The direction Thorben was facing was indeed towards the east, the direction of the Holy Palacis Empire.

"Ok."

Mundi could not understand the Supreme God Cult, nor could he understand the Holy Palacis Empire, let alone their emperor Imnacha Apollion, who made himself the incarnation of the sun.

Why would any idiot convert to this belief.

In the "Apostasy Rebellion" three years ago in 120, the young emperor Igomel V was defeated in the battle with the "betrayer" Igonud Apollion.

Although the empire held back the rebels' offensive in Dry Castle, they were forced to cede most of the territory including the capital Starfall City, as well as the right to permanently preach in the remaining Hastza Empire.

The arrogance of treating the insignificant sun god Avesu as the supreme god, and calling himself the "sage king" of his incarnation, will sooner or later bring about Nemir's punishment.

The Star Pantheon headed by Nemir is just north of the square, at the junction of Fengxing Street and Renwang Street.

Faint torches illuminate the corners of its ancient stone structure and its layered moss.

After the theater crowd gradually dispersed, Monty found two men drawing something on the outer wall of the temple.

"What are you doing!" Thorburn yelled, running towards them.

After hearing the shout, the two immediately put down their work and ran straight to the alley behind the temple, leaving behind unfinished red graffiti and paint buckets.

Monty stepped forward to check, and saw "False God Nemir" written on the wall, with a few letters missing at the end.

"Bastard," Monty snarled.

"His Royal Highness Prince Mengdi," Thorben didn't chase into the alley, "it's not safe here, we have to go back."

"Did you see what they looked like?" asked Monty.

"No, it's too dark." Thorben shook his head.

"I need to speak to the priests in this temple, and let them pay more attention to these troublesome apostates in the future." Monty looked sullen.

This is the largest shrine in the city of Madkalin, where the blessings and sacrifices that the royal family participated in are all done here, and its high priest is also his uncle Bechar Apollyon.

"I didn't mean you just now."

"Understand."

After that, the two walked into the temple.

The darkness outside was replaced by the light of torches inside the temple, whose walls were covered in alternating textures of gold and gray.

On the dome is a painting that tells the story of the gods headed by the star god Nemir and humans living together in the star palace.

This is the legendary scene of human beings before they violated the gods and were exiled to the world forever.

Right in front of the center of the temple is the statue of Nemir.

Sitting on the throne, he is as tall as five people. Nemir's left hand is placed on the armrest, and his right hand is holding a gray sphere in front of him. People call it the "Eternal Lens".

Through the eternal lens, Nemir can see everything in the stars and the world, their past, present, and future.

Nemir was of graceful figure, with a strong, well-developed chest and belly exposed under his half-veiled robes, and he had the same bushy beard and curly hair as a Hastza.

His eyes are fixed on the eternal lens, observing and examining people's every move.

In front of the majestic statue, a sense of humility arises spontaneously.

Monty, who was sighing, vaguely heard the sound of dripping water from behind the statue, and smelled the metallic smell in the air, which made him have a bad feeling.

Monty began to concentrate, and looked around quickly.

Unfortunately, the blood spilled from under Nemir's throne proved his guess right.

"Your Royal Highness." Thorben pulled out the dagger from the scabbard tied to his right leg, protected Monty behind his back, and walked steadily behind the statue.

"Your Highness, Prince Monty, I don't think you would want to see this." Thorben said back to Monty.

(End of this chapter)