These big people are actually me

"Otherwise, even if there are more master craftsmen on our side, it may be difficult to use the sacred remains of Grand Shanks as a part of the city wall."

After hearing this, Kurt also became more interested and said:

"However, the arrow that can shoot down the ancient dragon must not be an ordinary sacred object. I wonder if you have taken that arrow down? If so, I really want to see it with my own eyes!"

"Ah, this will not be as you wished. That arrow is indeed a very extraordinary thing. According to the scriptures, it should be a sealed item, but as for the specific path and level of the sealed item, we are also I don't know, because that arrow has been buried somewhere in the sacred remains of Grand Shanks."

"That's it, I've been taught!"

"By the way, as a distinguished guest, if you want, we can take you for half the price. Ahem, we can take you to the dragon head of Grand Shanks for free and have a detailed look at this giant beast from the outside to the inside. the holy remains!"

"Is it possible to do this?"

"Of course. You are our valued guest! And we've been doing it for a long time, but we don't put everyone on it."

It was said that Kurt and Da Mu capital understood and looked at the remains of the great ancient dragon with a smile. At this time, Kurt's eyelids suddenly twitched for no reason.

But before he could think about it, he heard the old knight behind him suddenly say:

"Your Majesty the Patriarch, you and your church must be somewhat profane, right?"

After the Patriarch gave the old knight a slight look, he said with a smile:

"Little fellow. The remains of an enemy are not considered sacrilege."

After the old knight glanced at the nervous Kurt, he bowed with a smile and said:

"It was I who overstepped! Your Majesty the Patriarch!"

The great patriarch immediately said generously:

"Where is it!"

This incident seems to have passed like this.

It's just that Kurt's heart was unknowingly flustered again.

That feeling is like jumping back and forth in front of a big pit.At any time, you may make a mistake and roll into the pit and fall into the mud.

Is it today?It doesn't seem to be, it seems to be what?

Ah, why has the sky changed? !

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In the Privy Council of the Sea City, it is the power center of the Sea Goddess Church, because the Sea Goddess is a god who has the king as a companion and spouse.

Therefore, although the capital of the sea did not establish the kingdom of the sea, it has never established a pope or pope.

Because this is suspected of cutting the royal power, and it is the same even now that the Storm King has been away for many years.Because everyone knows that this is something that cannot be stuck.

However, in order to facilitate the management of the church and guide the believers, the church also established a Privy Council and thirteen cardinals, or thirteen cardinals, according to the instructions of the Storm King to form a management organization similar to the Roman Council of Elders.

But the thirteen cardinals are not lifelong consuls like Caesar, and there is no distinction between each other. All issues are basically decided by them.

But this happened during the Storm King period. Even today, although they still haven't set up a chief bishop similar to the Pope, they are stuck on the borderline and set up a rotation system.

That is, the thirteen cardinals take turns serving as the speaker according to a certain number of years.

In the beginning, the rotation period of the rotation system was still changed every year, and the power of the speaker was only a little bit greater than that of a normal cardinal.

But as time goes by and the goddess keeps letting go.

This rotation period is getting longer and longer, and the speaker's power is also getting bigger and bigger.

But the interesting thing is that until today, the cardinals are dissatisfied with this, not because they want to have a longer period of time and greater rights when it is their turn, but because they feel that the chairman has spent too much time on it. For a long time, the benefits are too great.

Obviously before the opponent went up, he was just a cardinal who was just like them.

So they started trying to limit the speaker's power and tenure.It's a pity that they had too much fun before, and now they can't stop it.

And the funniest thing is that the twelve cardinals themselves are not monolithic.

The contemporary speaker, His Majesty St. Marshall, is discussing something with a cardinal in his study.

"Are you sure?"

The other party immediately nodded and said:

"I am very sure!"

Saint Marshall patted the table happily and said in an instant:

"That's no problem! This time I will be able to successfully dismiss their request!"

After speaking, St. Marshall also patted the other party's shoulder with a smile and said:

"Then before I go down, I will definitely support you! And I will try my best to help you, no, to help you extend your rotation period!"

The opponent left here contentedly after getting the guarantee from St. Marshall.

Both parties here are still extremely amiable and sincere.

But what is interesting is that both parties are clearly the apex of the church, believers among theoretical believers, and pious among pious.But no one begins or ends with the name of a goddess or even a king.

And the closer it was to the center of the Privy Council, the more blurred the faces of the statues of the goddess and the king were, or they were simply covered with pure white silk cloth filled with the cipher texts of the scriptures.

The beautiful name is that I dare not let the gods and my king see the old and ugly body of mortals.

Therefore, when the cardinal left the chairman's study and prayer room, he immediately restrained his smile just now.

Instead, he glanced at the closed door behind him with an unpredictable expression.The door of the room was replaced a long time ago. The door of this door and each of their bishops had a clear engraving of His Majesty the Storm King.

Now it is replaced by a sculpture of a goddess with a blurred face.Or simply put on a saint.

In the end, the cardinal couldn't help showing a strange smile that should never appear on the face of a priest.

'Aside from being able to make money, he is really a fool with no brains at all!Tsk tsk, if it weren't for some minor problems with the church's funds back then, none of us would have pushed you up!Still want to dismiss?Hehe, but do I really want to do this? '

With this thought in mind, the cardinal left the room slowly.

And under the door behind him, Saint Marshall, who was still cheerful just now, turned cold in an instant.

With a stern face, he slowly raised his hand to prop up his chin.

'So many years of hard work depends on these few days!These people should be divided by now, right? '

'Hahaha, they must still be thinking that they should cooperate with those people so that they can lift me up while pulling me down, right? '

'It's a pity, you are just a bunch of smart idiots!And I don't know how to be grateful!Obviously, it was the gold pounds that I earned so hard, but I didn't know that I was grateful to me at all!Tsk tsk, you deserve to lose! '

After shaking his head, St. Marshall stood up and walked to the promenade behind him. This is a habit he has developed over the years, that is, he keeps walking in the depths of the Privy Council.

This used to be the place he yearned for the most, so when he really came here, he liked to walk back and forth in it even more.

Although there is nothing particularly hidden, interesting or luxurious to watch, just walking around gives him great physical and mental pleasure.

While walking, His Majesty Saint Marshall proudly thought:

'This group of people seems to have almost forgotten even Her Majesty the goddess, tsk tsk.Obviously our church belongs to the Church of the True God.This group of people actually thought that the real power was in their hands? ! '

'But it doesn't matter, let me tell them who the real owner of the church is! '

St. Marshall, who was thinking about his perfect plan, strode triumphantly, but suddenly, he frowned and looked at a small door beside him.

"Before, was there such a door?!"

St. Marshall looked over suspiciously, then held up a small wind blade in his hand, and pushed open the little door with no impression.

As soon as he entered, his eyelids twitched wildly and he lowered his head, because it was filled with statues of goddesses of different sizes and movements!

But the strange thing is that there are more statues of other things around these gods, and the sculptors seem to be very poorly skilled?

At least many statues of St. Marshall can't see what it is at all.However, the statues of the goddesses are still easy to identify. After all, the statues of the goddesses seem to have been carefully carved.

who is it?Who could fill the hallowed privy council with such ill-crafted idols?And there are so many sculptures that have nothing to do with the goddess around the statue?

And have I seen this door before? !

At this moment, Saint Marshall deeply felt that his brain had been overloaded.

He seemed to have seen this door before, but he also didn't seem to have seen it before, and his vague memories began to frantically jump left and right.

This also made St. Marshall's heart even more unbearable.

After taking a deep breath and wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, His Majesty Saint Marshall quickly said mass to the statues of goddesses inside the door, and then he planned to bow and leave.

But I don't know if he accidentally moved something, a wooden statue suddenly rolled down in front of him out of the corner of his eye.

This made St. Marshall, who was a little guilty, look at it immediately.

This seems to be a statue of His Majesty the Storm King?Well, the carving is really bad, but this shape should be His Majesty the Storm King, right?

With a stabbing sound, the wooden carving suspected to be the Storm King suddenly split several holes in front of St. Marshall.

Immediately, before St. Marshall rescued it, it was completely broken into several pieces of broken wood with no discernible shape.

And St. Marshall, who saw the icon of the suspected king shattering in front of him, was shocked after a short period of time.

She hugged her hair and screamed like a woman!

"Wow--!"

ps: "I!Doing good deeds will make you stronger! "

Chen Zhen found that his system of accumulating virtue and doing good deeds seemed... a bit weird?

[Cooking for the enemy, merit -10, -10, -10...]

[Spit in the enemy's food, merit +10]

[Kill the whole family of the enemy, merit +10000]

[Association with the Demon Sect Saintess, merit -1, -1, -1...]

[Pull the witch's pants, merit +100]

【某天深夜，功德+2、+3、+2、+2、+3……】

Although the system is a bit weird, Chen Zhen thinks it's not a big problem.

Volume 155: Chapter 154 5 This must be a divine revelation! ([-]k)

At this moment, His Majesty St. Marshall, who was twisted like a world-famous painting, screamed frantically for a long time.

Only then did he finally calm down amidst the extreme fear.

He kept beating his chest and said to himself frantically:

"Calm down, calm down, I must calm down, this is just a wooden sculpture that dazzles me! This can't be a holy elephant, it's definitely not a holy elephant!"

As a cardinal, as recognized as the most devout believer, once it is found that he failed to keep the holy image in front of him, the problem will be serious.

As he said that, he spread his hands indifferently and said:

"If this is a sacred elephant, how can I be fine until now?! I am the cardinal of the goddess! If it is a sacred elephant, I can still shout?"

If this was really the holy image of the king, then the divine punishment of the goddess must have followed.Where is the time for him to scream?

Bishop St. Marshall gradually accepted the 'fact' that this is not an icon through constant self-hypnosis.

There must be no problems today. As for the room he has no clue about, it must have been specially set up by a former bishop to show his piety.

It's just because he or she hasn't been able to exercise his carving skills enough until he or she leaves office, and as a cardinal, he doesn't dare to destroy the holy image without authorization, so it has been shelved until now.

"That's right, it must be like this. This is just a mistake of a certain predecessor, and this wooden carving is definitely not a holy elephant. I must have misread it just now because I was too nervous! That kind of thing, no, this level, It’s not right, that’s how it is anyway! This is by no means an icon!”

After finishing speaking, he bowed with a relaxed face and closed the door.

Although he looked very relaxed, it could be seen from the fact that he kept sealing the door of the room that his heart was definitely not so peaceful.

Even so, he still found a good excuse for himself:

"This is to prevent someone from mistakenly entering it to slander the holy elephant. Yes, it's definitely not my guilty conscience. It's just in case!"

After imposing countless layers of seals, Cardinal St. Marshall left here step by step.

After all, he didn't even have the courage to close the wood carvings to confirm the truth.

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On the other side, Mo Zuo and others finally set foot on the land of the sea capital.

After getting off the boat, Mo Zuo rubbed the top of the little guy's head, then took out a dozen or so Duze gold coins, put them in a small bag and handed them to the boatman.

The other party took the bag with a smile at first, and was even happier after feeling the weight. He felt that there must be a lot of copper coins or even silver coins in it.