Silent Crown Chapter 555: Eligibility and conditions

A group of judges in a living religious court.

It's a priceless treasure!

At the beginning of the golden age, it was a miracle that all the power of the religious group, the holy city, the nations and the human world was used to open up the dark world.

Everyone can be called an elite and genius in the human world. The funds and materials used to create them are far more than their equivalent of the Qingjin [Black Basket] Handbook for Ethics Training

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Spread the light into the dark world, open up the wasteland into fertile soil, and shine the human civilization into the deepest part of the darkness...

Before the ‘great retreat’ swept by natural disasters, they were always myths.

Ye Qingxuan never thought that the Ministry of Faith still kept their existence!

Even if it is no longer the strongest group of the first generation, even if it is the last generation before being disbanded, even if they have nothing, are old and dying...they must still have the same power in their bodies!

It is not a movement that can destroy mountains and rivers with a thousand powerlessness, but something more essential, something that only the Inquisition can survive and can continuously create new judges. inherited.

"Elder Shi Dong, you should know that I am here for the restoration of the Inquisition."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him with a solemn voice: "In the name of the sword bearer, I assure you that if you help me save Angelu, then I will represent Angelu and give you all your support and supply everything for you. The material resources and talents needed.

Regardless of the attitudes of the nations and holy cities, I will re-establish the Inquisition. The four hundred organists I brought this time are enough to re-establish a new "witch's hammer", a new trial knight...

I can assure you that you will establish your own armed group in Anglo’s territory, and you will not be restrained by anyone except me, even the emperor of Anglo.

Just like the ‘Chain Saw Brotherhood’, as long as you follow me, I can give you the status and treatment they get in Canaan. "

Silence.

In the silence, there is only the clamor of the old people fighting outside the curtain.

Stone lowered his eyes, seeming to be thinking, but he looked like he was in a daze, just looking at the air in front of him, even if it was empty.

For a long time, he made a sound:

"I see."

But nothing else.

Ye Qingxuan frowned.

"Elder Stone, I feel that I have done all my sincerity and what I can give the guarantee I can give. I don’t like pretending to be advanced negotiations and trivial arguments. If you expect a higher Price code, please forgive me for nothing I can do."

Stone sighed.

He raised his finger, scratched his sad face, and made a sound with a metal vocal cord: "Mr. Ye, do you know what my original position in the Inquisition was?"

Ye Qingxuan waited silently for an answer.

"Accounting."

Shi Dong smiled, "I am an accountant."

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

"Sorry, Mr. Ye, I am not a purification knight or judge, not even a monk or priest." Shi Dong smiled lightly, as if he had been expecting Ye Qingxuan's shocked expression:

"As early as the year before last, the last great knight was dead. The only one who survived was me, the accountant."

"Do you need an accountant? Mr. Ye, an accountant who checks accounts, lends money, and avoids taxes for you?" He said, "I promise, I am the best Lin Family Jinyu of the Red Mansion

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I even gave war loans and bonds to the emperors of the nations in the name of the holy city, and relentlessly took away huge amounts of interest from their hands every year, turning all those nations into inquisitions and The Hammer of the Witch and the Money Printing Machine of the Knights Templar...

But do you need such a person? "

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. The era that belongs to us has passed, please don't make it difficult for others."

"Have you ever thought of re-establishing the Inquisition? Elder Stone."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him, and asked every word: "Never?"

Stone laughed mockingly.

"I'm very old and very old, Mr. Ye."

Stone said softly, "I am already two hundred and thirty years old. Few people can live as long as me. In order to survive, I gave up a lot of things."

He stretched out his hand, opened the curtain, and showed Ye Qingxuan the hustle and bustle outside the curtain, pointing to the old men who were slightly younger than himself: "Look at them, they are still dreaming unrealistic dreams.

And I, have lived to just want to die. "

His words were exhausted from the heart, without disguising, he showed his ugly face to the young man in front of him: "What you said just now is very good, all good, they are very precious opportunities. But to me... it's worthless."

It's worthless.

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes.

In the long silence, there is only the noise outside the curtain, and Ye Qingxuan's deep breath.

For a long time, he raised his eyes again, looked at Shi Dong, and asked each word:

"You don't think I am qualified to become a Grand Inquisitor. You tell me these things to make me give up my ideas. You would rather bury the trial house in the grave than leave it in my hands.

Because in your opinion, I am not qualified to inherit your property, right? "

Meeting the sharp eyes of the young man, Shi Dong smiled.

He nodded.

Expressed his attitude without concealment.

"You are right."

"Who do you think is more qualified than me?"

Stone shook his head.

"It's not because of this, Mr. Ye, it is not the case."

His voice is hoarse: "If you didn't bring this saint here today, you will see me in the welcome team the first moment you go to the island.

Next, I will ask you to help us rebuild the Ministry of Faith, and pray for Angelo’s help and strength, at all costs, even if you kneel down, even if you turn everyone into Angelo’s mercenaries. Continue to pass on the Faith Department..."

He said, "You want our music, technology, manpower, all of which I can give you a wedding pet: tempting a wife to addiction

. But you are not here for this, right? "

He raised his palm, holding the holy band in his palm:

"You want it, you want the Inquisition, but it can't."

Shi Dong said:

"—It's impossible."

"Why?" Ye Qingxuan asked: "Because Michel died because of me?"

"Of course not."

Shi Dong seems to have heard a joke: "There are more people in the Department of Faith because of other people. The Chief Inquisitor didn’t kill his own people. Don’t say Michelle, even if you killed me. , I will crush my bones into ashes and sprinkle them into the sea to make bait. No one will say anything.

But, Mr. Ye, you have to understand-"Grand Inquisitor" is more than just a title.

It is where many people believe, do you understand? This is the name for many... who have died, sacrificed and fought for it at all costs. "

Ye Qingxuan listened quietly, nodding:

"So I don't deserve to bear it?"

Stone waved his hand, "Do you know what a natural disaster is?"

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but want to laugh.

No one in this world knows what a natural disaster is better than himself.

But Shi Dong looked at him:

"I know your resume and deeds. In this regard, there are only a handful of people in the world who can compare to you, even among the great judges of the past.

But Mr. Ye, do you know what a natural disaster is for ordinary people? "

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"Huge, terrifying, powerful, immortal...Do you know how ordinary people feel when facing natural disasters?"

Shi Dong asked: "When I see the existence beyond human imagination, the despair and powerlessness from the bottom of my heart. After exceeding the ordinary perspective, the thinking and doubts about the meaning of human existence, the ridicule of the tiny self And guilt... can you feel it?"

"Can you face natural disasters?"

Stone’s voice continued: “It’s not you alone, but a group of people, thousands of people, tens of thousands, with those who look forward to you, those who trust you, and those who don’t hesitate to take their own The person whose life is entrusted to you..."

"Can you lead such a person? Give them the courage to fight the endless monsters and the impossible natural disasters to fight for the glimmer of hope."

He looked at Ye Qingxuan, and the metal vocal cords made a hoarse voice of steel rubbing: "Then, for victory, can you ruthlessly give orders to wipe out their entire army?

Can you at all costs, even if you pull all nations into the abyss, and use all humans as a bet to make a gamble with this world? "

He asked, "Can you?"

Ye Qingxuan was silent.

"This is a war, Mr. Ye, a war between humans and non-humans, a war that began in the dark ages, continues to the present, and will continue into the future.

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"—Blow its horn.

This is the essence of the grand judge and the court. "

In a long silence, Ye Qingxuan smiled, seeming to laugh at himself:

"What do you want is this kind of leader? What do you want...is this?"

"Mr. Ye, I have already said: I am old, so old I just want to die."

Stone closed his eyes tiredly~IndoMTL.com~I just want to have a burial place in the future, where I can die in the hands of the enemy in a glorious war and leave the remains on the battlefield. .

Can you help me find that battlefield?

Can you find the battlefield worthy of our blood, suffering, life, and burning soul? "

In the long silence, Ye Qingxuan suddenly laughed.

Laughing relaxed and happy.

"Then, let me change the terms."

He looked at the old man in front of him and said calmly:

"——Dying on the road to the Eastern Expedition, is that enough for you?"

Deadly still.

Death silence came suddenly.

In a flash, it seemed that even the sound of breathing had disappeared.

Even the group of old people who were intoxicated in the battle flag deduction and dreams stopped abruptly. Everyone turned their heads stiffly and stared at Ye Qingxuan.

In the old and muddy pupils of the eyes, there is a crimson light.

Like a flame in the embers that never extinguished.

Fanatical and dangerous.

To burn to ashes this guy who treats their unforgettable dream of victory as a joke!

It's like full of longing, longing for the possibility that is so far away that it almost doesn't exist.

"The Eastern Campaign?"

Shi Dong didn't sleep sleep anymore. He opened his eyes, and the old man's laziness and politeness faded, replaced by iron-like ferociousness.

He looked at Ye Qingxuan: "You said Dongzheng?"

"Yes, the tenth crusade."

Ye Qingxuan said: "The real Eastern Expedition, the real development, has been to the far east of Asgard, rebuilding the White Rock Fortress, and penetrating the dark world."

"Can you do it?"

Shi Dong's body leaned forward, dragging the heavy bondage, examining Ye Qingxuan, as if pressing a sword, his eyes became cold:

"Can you do it? Ye Qingxuan!" (To be continued.)