Power and Empire Chapter 1338: Holy Temple (2)
On Salander Island in early summer, a hundred flowers are blooming, and the bluestone road leading to the distance in the wild is covered with dots of wild flowers on both sides, and beautiful dancing butterflies can be seen everywhere from this flower bud to that flower bud. Similarly, you can hear countless buzzing sounds around your ears everywhere. It seems to be back to the blooming chūn season again,
The sky is very blue, and there are almost no clouds in sight. The wind blows over the plains of the basin, swaying white weeds. A purple chrysanthemum flower, a yellow chrysanthemum leaf was swept up in the air by the wind, like a small boat floating in the water, along the sky like a transparent cover, a faint white line was drawn,
The cháo wet monsoon drifting from the ocean brings the comfortable temperature of the Salander Peninsula, occasionally with a hint of coolness,
They can blow those flowers and green grass as much as they want, instead of just shaking the branches a little lazily like their brothers and sisters in the gentle chūn wind, the wind brings pleasant fragrance of flowers, just like a basin The trails of the undulating mountains on the edge are as beautiful as snow,
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In order to celebrate the birth of the first prince of the empire, the romantic Salanders hung their colorful ribbons on the branches of the towns along the way, and the early summer when the flowers were in full bloom added a festive atmosphere. , The slender fluff flying on the branches, turning into a faint pink powder, falling down,
The horse team of the Governor of the South, Statunko, came to the city of San Nicolas, where the temple headquarters is located. A hundred cavalry guards were divided into two queues, with an eight-horse horse-drawn carriage in the middle, and the horse team moved slowly. A huge wooden box was carried on the carriage, and the ruts creaked. It seemed that it was not light in weight. It was mighty and mighty along the way. Passers-by were frequently led to the side. Someone pointed at the wooden box, and there were also young girls’ passionate gazes. The bodies of these black guards flashed fiercely,
The fat man is wearing a black guard armor. Riding on an ordinary horse, mixing with the hundred guards behind the Southern Governor-General Statunke, they walked slowly along the street. If no one observes carefully, no one will notice the existence of this imperial supreme.
He used his helmet to cover his face vigorously. But the naive appearance still caught the eyes of several Salander girls in colorful clothes on the side of the road, and the fat man naturally went back viciously and ruthlessly, and the few Salander girls pursed their mouths and made beautiful laughs, like flowers and butterflies. Ran away
At the end of the road, an old man in the sky sacrificial robe is already waiting.
He was about 60 years old, with a broad face, majestic god, white hair, and a few ordinary worshippers who were about 30 years old behind him. People passing by all saluted him, and the old man returned one by one. , Obviously an extraordinary identity,
See the black horse team slowly coming in the distance. The eyes of the old man in sacrificial robes lit up, and he brought a few sacrificial rites to face him
"Hello, honorable High Priest Timothy!"
Statunko stopped the horse ten meters in front of the old man. He was obviously acquainted with the old priest. With his right hand on his chest, he immediately nodded to the old man in the manners of the Holy Church in the sky,
"Your Excellency Governor Rì Ann!"
The old man's face was taken aback, and the **** hurriedly respectfully returned a salute to the governor of Sarande. He knew how powerful the governor was in Salander. Although the temple was the leader of the Salander god, it was in front of the governor of the empire. It’s just a glamorous appearance,
"This is the statue of the prophet we found in the Ulan Mutuo Underground Palace!" Statunko raised his whip and pointed towards the wooden box, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly and kindly," Your Majesty It is said that since it is the prophet’s sacred object, of course it is returned to the temple for processing! I sent it to you without stopping. I spent three full days on the mountain road for more than three hundred miles. This favor, the elder remembers that time Give me back!" "Of course, of course! I must remember this kindness of the Governor." The old priest nodded quickly, his scorching gaze crossed Statunko, and he shè directly at the huge wooden box in the middle of the horse team, with almost all his eyes. He put it on the wooden box, "This...!" The old man gave a gaffe and said in surprise, "Is this the statue of the found prophet? It's really unexpected! If it's not for the governor, I'm afraid that no one can take Such a heavy thing is drawn here from the southern Black Forest! "It's a bit too big! "Statuent turned his head and glanced, and smiled at the corner of his mouth." But since it is your Majesty's order, it will be done even if it is difficult! It’s just...” Statunko’s voice stopped, his right hand wiped the sweat on his forehead, and he said tiredly, “I brought so many people here, so considering this, it seems that I’ll just let you ship it back. There are some difficulties, let my people help, but everyone has been on the road for a few days, the temple will not even have a place to rest, right! "This..." The High Priest of Emperor Moss looked ugly. The baptism of the saint was approaching. The presbytery thought that the empire's eyes should still be in Normandy, but the arrival of the governor undoubtedly gave birth to the original plan. Kind of variable" what, is there a problem? "Statunke won't let him think more, he snorted immediately after murderously
"How is that possible! The baptism of the new saint is approaching, and the governor is willing to come here. It is already a rare grace!" The high priest of Timothy was scared with sweat, don't look at the governor. The face is elegant, and the speech is polite, it doesn’t seem to have any lethality,
But just look at the extinction war in the Black Forest to know how wrong this is.
The governor of the empire holds a heavy hand and is on the mighty side. In the Falcon Empire, which is founded by the Israeli army, he can sit firmly in the seat of the military's top leader. Isn’t he an ordinary person, this is the real person in Saskatchewan. Rand is a powerful figure who can kill people without blinking, and a word can determine countless lives and deaths.
And this time it was delivered by him personally, which undoubtedly made the old man feel very stressful,
He was full of dignity, and while leading the way, he hurriedly whispered a few words in the ear of an ordinary priest next to him,
This priest turned around suddenly when no one noticed,
Statunko saw it clearly in the back, rolled his eyes, and just wanted to send someone to follow, but the corner of his eyes saw the fat man shook his head to him, and Statunko could only give up. His face was calm, as if he saw nothing, but foolishly followed behind the high priest of Timothy, and came to the stone road leading to the temple on the back mountain of the city.
In front of me is a huge raised hill. At the top of the hill, you can vaguely see a cluster of buildings. Although dilapidated, under the blue sky and blue shadow, there is an impulse to worship." This It’s the holy place that the noble church has just moved into! Startunko looked at the building complex on the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, and asked in astonishment the Timothy high priest who led the way, saying whether this so-called holy place was too broken. It’s a little bit!" "Like the Governor laughed!"
The High Priest of Timothy blushed, and some of his faces responded awkwardly, "The Governor may have also heard that the priesthood of the elders only decided on the Winter Veil Festival this year, and the headquarters of the temple will be replaced by the temporary Vic led the place where he moved to St. Nicholas.
Because time is tight, the so-called Saint Nicholas is a medium-sized city in the middle of Salander Island. The city is named after the foot of Nicholas Mountain. This is the place where the sky prophet Ferran spread the doctrine of the sky, so it was regarded as a holy land. Give a name"
"Since it is a sacred place, why does it become what it is today?" Statuen Keguang retracted from a distance and continued to ask
The high priest of Timothy shook his head with emotion
"We don’t know. Even in the classics, there is no record of the reason. We can only say that for some unknown reason, after the great Prophet Ferran left, the Holy Church suddenly decided to close all the temples on St. Nicholas Mountain. Move the headquarters to the prosperous southern area of the island,
"It’s really sad to say it! If you didn’t move out of the Holy Land, or there would be no imbalance between the North and the South, you have also seen it. Now that the Holy Land is reopened, hundreds of years of wind and rain have already destroyed the original magnificent Holy Land. The temple was turned into a ruin, and it hurts people to look at it!"
"So it's a shame!" Statunko sighed with emotion,
All the way up the staggering trail, there are tall weeds on the road, and the carriage is squeezing the cracked granite pavement, and you can still see many traces of history~IndoMTL.com~by the overgrown mountain trail from time to time I can see all kinds of broken statues of the Holy Church in the sky,
Some masons knocked and beat on the stones on the side of the road, and there was a smell of lime choking." Who are these craftsmen?" Statunko frowned, his face suddenly stopped severely. "War Horse" The temple is old and needs to be repaired, and the ceremony of the new saint is imminent, these roads also need to be repaired!" The high priest Timothy said casually from looking back, just finished speaking, where his body suddenly froze. I screamed inwardly, and when it was over, I accidentally said that I was exposed! "The ceremony of the new saint! Why don't I know? Or are you ready to canonize the new saint without the empire!"
Sure enough, the icy voice of the Governor of the Southern Empire came from behind, and it was like a transition from midsummer to cold winter. "No...no, it's just a ritual!" The high priest of Emperor Moss was full of sweat on his head. , Trembling explained that "according to the tradition of our sky sacred religion, the saint must first go through a ceremony to determine the qualifications to enter the election, so it is just an identification ceremony"
"It turned out to be just a selection ceremony!" Statunko's stern face felt a little warm, and he snorted. "I hope so, otherwise, you should know the importance your Majesty attaches to this matter and the consequences. It's not what you and I want to see! "Of course, of course! "The High Priest of Emperor Moss wiped the sweat on his head with his white sacrificial robe, and his head nodded fiercely like a chicken" No matter how bold we are, we dare not conceal the empire from registering a saint! "(To be continued.)