Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

"Miro Mendes did not listen to the order of the Holy City, and was slightly encouraged by some of you who were radical in attitude... he actually dared to leave his base on the border of Eisengard without authorization and go to Saint Valen to face the north The wizard lord in the realm!”

The crowd was in full swing in the glorious hall, and the Archbishop Tosa Ismail, almost slapped the table and roared to vent his emotions.

What happened in St. Valen was a tentative move by some ambitious guys among the cardinals, trying to use the hands of the nobles to force the Federation to completely provoke disputes, so that the "main war faction" in the Holy City will leap. Become the actual leader of Gores and gain more say.

Faced with this occasional "local conflict", the Holy See could have been sitting there as if it wasn't seen, and still maintained a superficial cooperative relationship with the Federation in Blackstone City and the face of the demon offensive... But after experiencing corruption After the outbreak and expulsion of the spellcaster, the situation in St. Valen was already a little chaotic and exploded. The "small fight" between the two countries on the border gradually escalated to a war that even the lords and princes should participate!

The Federation, which had already suffered a secret loss, naturally refused to give up. Even the chief of the Federation, who had never been concerned about the world, personally wrote to the Pope to condemn the condemnation. The southern countries led by Orland began to gradually close churches. Expel missionaries and priests... Even the dwarves on the southern coast had equally unoptimistic news.

This is undoubtedly an act of self-destructing the foundation of the church’s faith!

Cardinal Pamoa was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but exhort some people, "Start from a principality like St. Valen, with a strong foundation in believers, and gradually eliminated the entrenched forces of the Federation... It was originally not bad. The Federation has already gained an advantage in Blackstone City, and we naturally need to give them some suppression from other places if necessary."

Ismail glanced at Pamoa, knowing that the other party might have been indulged in this series of events, and suppressed his anger and said, "The result is that the three thousand elite judges of the Spear of Glory were all the knights. Burial under the walls of the King of Jinhui City!”

The gloomy presiding judge Felipe came out and bowed, "His Excellency Bishop, if the information provided by the informant of the Federation was not wrong, we would not have miscalculated the other party's strength at all, resulting in the Knights of the Trial Army. The loss of the group's vitality is in the trap set in advance... I am frankly speaking, that informant is probably a poison that the Federation gave us! "

When the people in the hall heard this, they immediately started to whisper in a low voice, and gradually felt something wrong from the complicated situation.

Felipe gritted his teeth and said, "If he hadn't revealed to us, the first chief Kemo Salas's soul-leaving disease will soon recur. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to suppress the Federation... Why bother to play this big game in St. Valenbu and take the initiative to lure the Federation into it?”

As a result... The legendary chief was not only safe and sound, but it seemed that his life was about to end suddenly solved. The corruption spreading in St. Valen was even curbed by the casters at an extremely fast speed. The healing potion they provided to the people was even more effective than the church. The potion of divine grace is even better, and it was like slapping the church hard in front of thousands of believers.

Pamoa frowned and said, "And... he promised us that he would find a way to control the Grand Duke of St. Valen for us, and to make the Principality completely fall to the church under the name of secular nobles... As a result, he brought the Grand Duke himself to the walking dead for a short time. Yes, the crime of the final murder of the royal family was taken to us by those spellcasters!”

Speaking of this, Ismail coughed awkwardly and explained slowly: "This is an unexpected episode... The Crown Prince refused to agree to give him the gift of the new life ceremony. I think he should be We didn't completely rely on us, and we also took the risk of using our own bloodline to try taboo magic experiments..."

"What? He and Grand Duke St. Valen are close relatives?" Felipe said in surprise.

"Well... except for me and the Crown Prince, Bishop Pamoa also knows the inside story." Now that the plan has failed, Ismail naturally doesn't have to hide anything anymore.

Pamoa said hatefully, "So he can't agree to hold a ceremony for him! This crazy wizard who betrays the organization for his own selfish interests and even his own blood descendants can kill him, is not worthy of our investment and trust!"

Several presiding judges surrounded Felipe, who was headed, and said to the three archbishops in unison: "His bishop, even if the presiding judge Mendes sent troops without authorization against the order of transfer, we should not sit idly by and watch the glorious spear army approach the entire army. The result of annihilation! It should be revenge for our Lord’s most faithful servant!”

"Yes! Revenge! Assemble the three major trial legions of the Holy City and send troops to Saint Valen immediately! Tie all the despicable pagans to the stake and receive the final judgment!"

"Not bad! While the main team of the Federation is trapped in the demonic battlefield in the Evil Moon Mountains, even if the peace agreement is not completely tore up... at least they must destroy the power of the mage lord they trained in the North! You must never sit idly by and watch the Federation Such a sharp stinger was pierced behind us!”

Bishop Rivera, who was born as a monk and never spoke easily, raised his hand and suppressed the shouts of everyone. He turned to look at Ismail with a complicated expression, raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and pointed to the top of his head that did not exist at all. Crown.

His meaning is very clear--the presiding judge and the bishop are clearly divided into two factions, with the main battle and the main and the three of them in the head cannot reach an agreement on this matter. It is better to go to the Privy Council of the Cathedral of Gods. I asked the thirteenth Pope, who had been avoiding others for a long time, and listen to his teachings and instructions.

Among the three of them, Ismail himself, who is qualified to meet the Pope at any time, is naturally regarded as the next heir of the Pope.

Nympho

The Privy Area of ​​the Organ built in the deep pit of the church has always been gloomy and dark. Even during the day, a large number of candles and fires need to be lit to light up, which makes the holiness and preciousness of the sun shining from the dome.

The pope was still in the cramped and empty prayer room, wearing a low-level priest grey robe that had never been replaced all year round.

"The laissez-faire and acquiesce to the God's sect over the years has finally made us taste unbearable consequences today." The Pope slowly stood up, looking directly at his future successor with gray eyes, "It can be said to be a guarantee." Faith is unshakable, and we have to fall into this endless dispute…”

Ismail was a little confused and whispered: "The Crown Prince, the Bishop and the Presiding Judge have been talking about this, and most of them think that they cannot give up... If it cannot be properly resolved, I am afraid that the Holy See will completely split into two parties."

"But the magic weapons that the lord of the North have... are even more powerful and terrifying than the alchemy weapons of the Federation. We have never completely defeated these spellcasters in the past. Do you think you have a chance of winning now? ”

Faced with the Pope's gentle questioning, the Cardinal was silent for a moment, and still struggled to defend himself, "We have the Judges Knights who are absolutely loyal to death, and there are also a large number of believers spread throughout the southern border. I believe... ”

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"Does the Union carry out thoroughly like it was more than a hundred years ago, and then let the demons who seized the opportunity take advantage of the opportunity and invade the southern continent, causing the tribe to completely hurt their vitality?"

The Pope sighed, walked slowly to the stone platform, staring at the row of swaying lamps and said quietly, "If it were just a debate involving faith and truth, we and those wizards who are dissident believers will naturally not die." Enemy…”

"But... I have been vaguely inspired in prayer and meditation many times today..."

"In the near future, our clan will face an invasion of alien races that are stronger than the demon race. We or the spellcasters of the Federation alone cannot compete with them..."

The Pope turned his head and looked at Ismail with a striking and suspicious expression, and slowly said, "The faith of the people is the cornerstone of our existence. If the invasion of alien races leads to the death and injury of a large number of civilians, our magic and blood power will even be due to faith. The power of the power fades, and gradually weakens... Until the end, you and I can no longer obtain a trace of the gift of our Lord's power through prayer! "