Dust of History Chapter 84: The strength of weakness (Part 1)

"Your Majesty, is it still not possible to proceed?" Leaving the cell, Lancelot asked the Pope.

"Although the most important thing is to borrow the thought power accumulated by the Glory Castle for hundreds of years, the summoning angel still consumes too much power in the ring, and now I am not sure that he can fully extract his vitality... But as long as In Glory Castle, the ring should not take long to recover."

The pope shook his head, took a breath, and said lightly. "So he can live longer, be careful, don't let him commit suicide, although he doesn't look like a suicide..."

"Knight Talis has already applied to me, hoping that he can complete the last step of this plan...she will go to Oufu with the extracted vitality and sword hilt..."

"So you told her about our plan? No wonder..." The Pope was surprised. "But this kind of thing... other than you and me, it really shouldn't be known to others, why do you..."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, she knows the trade-offs. She has already made her own choice, and that's why she made that request to me..." There was a trace of light on Lancelot's calm face. sorrow.

"Well, that's right. I can see it." After a long silence, the Pope nodded, with a hint of relief on his face. "It's hard for her, she is a good child... I know she must have made a lot of determination. The choice she made for the stability of the entire continent and the future of mankind is a very strong and weak child. After completing this task, her pure soul will definitely go to heaven..."

"A simple, pure, but strong child... Yes, her soul must be qualified to go to heaven. More qualified than us old men who are used to intrigue and tricks..."

The voices of the two did not deliberately lower their voices. The surrounding guards were tens of meters away, and no one dared to eavesdrop here. Moreover, this is Glory Castle, and the two of them are top-notch masters. No matter if it is magic or any other skills, no matter how exquisite the peeping method is, it is impossible to deceive their feelings.

However, no matter how keen their senses were, they didn't seem to notice that there was a sheet of metal stuck to the iron wall in a corner of the iron prison.

It's just a thin, tiny piece of metal, the same color as the outer wall. And it's just a piece of very ordinary metal, without the slightest magic, so neither Lancelot nor the Pope noticed it. If there was anything unusual about this piece of metal, it was connected to it by a thin gold wire, buried in the soil.

In the distance, in a room of the Glory Castle, this golden thread protruded from the ground and extended to a small metal cylinder on the table. The metal cylinder looked like a cup in the shape of a funnel, and the two cardinals looked at it with strange expressions. From above came all the voices in the steel prison just now, including the dialogue between Lancelot and the Pope.

Indeed, there is no magical means of peeping that can fool the Pope and Lancelot in the Glory Castle. Even the eagle eye technique unique to the Necromancer Guild is impossible. But they didn't use any magic, but this very simple, primitive way without any magic. This is a small prop used by the dwarves of Calendor to transmit the sound in the underground mine. Sometimes these little things are far more useful than some spiritual esoteric magic.

The expression of Bishop Adela was that of a country bumpkin who had just seen magic, full of horror and disbelief. "What...unexpected...Master Archibald's prophecy turned out to be...I don't believe it..."

There was an impenetrable haze on Bishop Inham's face, so gloomy and thick that it seemed to drip water.

"Thanks to your anticipation and preparation of these things. Unexpectedly, His Majesty would even hide it from me... He and Lancelot wanted to draw the power from that kid...", but with the hilt of the sword what is the relationship? What are they going to do in Oufu..."

"Just ask other people if they don't."

"Ask who?"

"Of course I'm asking about people who can go to heaven...but I think it must be in a more tactful way..."

Oufu.

At dawn, Lord Borugan received several reports from Celeste, and he immediately jumped out of the bed where he had only slept for three or four hours and rushed to Sedros.

There have been many reports from Celeste all the time. And every report to Sedros will be treated very carefully. To plant these leads at the heart of the Church. The energy and cost spent are huge, but it is also worth it, and each report is extremely heavy. And this time is undoubtedly the heaviest, because these are the last reports.

The words of the report are all consistent and strange, with a lot of confession mixed in the flustered words, and the handwriting is also very disordered. It can be seen that the person who wrote the letter was not flustered but confused. Although there is a lot of confession and apology repeated over and over again, the main meaning is still basically expressed. They all said that from now on they would never work for Oufu again. The money received from Sedros before will be returned or donated to the church to atone for sin. I hope that the Lord of Sedros will not look for them again from now on.

No matter what the reason, they dare not betray the great God again.

These letters all have the same reason. They all say they have seen miracles with their own eyes.

No matter how great the temptation of interests is, no matter how great the threat is, it is not worth mentioning under the power of faith, especially the unquestionable faith that can be seen with one's own eyes, which makes people instinctively feel the shocking faith. Celeste has many spies, but only a few reports, and the others dare not even write reports.

"Angel? Phoenix? Is there really such a thing? Did these guys have a collective hallucination?" Mr. Borugan stared at the bull's eye, extremely puzzled.

After reading the report, Sedros closed his eyes, pondered for a long time, and then slowly let out a long breath, saying: "The ancient elf empire has this summoning magic, it is just natural magic and magic. The magical lifeform created by mixing elemental magic seems to be a gift from Morrill... The real Phoenix does not exist on this continent..."

"That angel...is there really a **** in this world?"

"What god? God is just man-made. That angel is nothing more than a condensed mind." Sedros sneered. "When the capital of faith was built, Pope Gerasius I laid a huge magic circle on the foundation, and invited some strange guys from the Far East to arrange the building layout, so Glorious Castle can absorb and store people's beliefs and spiritual power exuded by those who worship them. Over the past hundreds of years, they have accepted the worship of hundreds of millions of believers, and buried their bones in various popes. Hundreds of cardinals, every day One of them is the pinnacle master of white magic, and with the power accumulated over hundreds of years, it should be no problem to transform into an angel that can fight against the summoning magic of the ancient elves."

"However... It is impossible for Magnus to support and condense such thoughts alone... Could it be that he got the King's Ring from Agrinel... Only Deken spent It is possible to make this thing with great effort..."

"My lord, although those angels are fake, but I don't think the influence on us is real." Borugan-sama brought the question back to a more substantive point. "This not only inspired all the spies we worked hard at once..."

"Well, I understand what you mean." Sedros took a long breath. "In the battle between the phoenix and the angel, Glorious Castle lost a lot, but what it gained was the hearts of the people... All the religious countries in the Western Continent are now completely discus, and the cohesion of the church may reach hundreds of years through this miracle. The pinnacle of the world."

"Hey... It is obvious that man made things, but he can control people like this... People are really strange things." Lord Borugan shook his head, feeling a little emotional, as if he was not a human.

Sedros snorted coldly and said: "People are inherently weak. That's why they live in groups, and they imagine things like gods, beliefs, beliefs, and persistence to entrust their own belonging and give themselves a sense of belonging. An illusory sense of security. In order to maintain this illusory, the result is only to be led by the nose by the illusory imagined by oneself. This is a common problem of most people who talk mediocrely in this world. But even if they are boring and weak , but this is the weakness of the vast majority of people, and it has become a huge force capable of changing the direction of history.

"Just make good use of this opportunity. Celeste can integrate all the forces of the entire western continent. This time, whether it is the army itself or the morale of the army, it is different from last time. Only It's a pity that the mineral deposits in the Sandefis Mountains haven't been mined yet... You should go to the Tower of Fangs first, discuss with Master Adelide, and bring enough teleportation scrolls there. If necessary, we can only invite them to come and directly participate in the battle ..."

Master Borugan scratched his head and replied: "Actually, I have already discussed this question with Master Adelide before, but they..."

"I know they don't want to directly participate in the dispute between us and the church, but this is the only way to do it now. As long as there is such a day, they can really come to help me~IndoMTL.com~ I can agree to any conditions. "

"What kind of conditions can you agree to?" Mr. Borugan's eyes almost flew out.

"Yes, even if I give them half of the mining area in the Sandefis Mountains to help them mine, I'm willing." Sedros' tone was as calm as possible, but the anxiety could no longer be concealed.

"It seems that we don't need to talk to them first. The most basic element of negotiation is not to let the other party see our bottom line." Mr. Borugan looked at Sedros cautiously and asked.

"Didn't you teach me this? What's wrong with you? My lord."

Sedros was taken aback, and he also noticed some abnormalities in himself. He sighed and said: "I don't know if it's my intuition, but I always feel that something beyond our preparatory studies and control will happen..."

"Intuition?" Borugan-sama's eyes widened. He really couldn't believe that such a word would come out of such a rational, firm and assertive person, who was often more like a rational machine than the city lord of Sedros.

Such an ambiguous concept is clearly synonymous with weakness.