Realm of Power

In early summer, flowers bloom on Salander Island. Both sides of the bluestone road leading to the distance are covered with wild flowers of various colors. Beautiful butterflies can be seen dancing from one flower bud to another. \u003c-》You can also hear countless buzzing sounds going around your ears everywhere. It seems like I am back to the blooming spring again,

The sky is very blue, with almost no clouds visible. The wind blows across the plains of the basin, stirring the white weeds. A purple Fengzi flower and a yellow chrysanthemum leaf were swept into the air by the wind, like a small boat floating in the water, drawing a vague white line along the sky like a transparent cover,

The moist monsoon winds blowing from the ocean bring comfortable temperatures to the Salander Peninsula, with an occasional hint of coolness.

They can blow the flowers and green grass to their heart's content, instead of lazily shaking the branches like the gentle spring breeze of their brothers and sisters. The wind brings bursts of pleasant floral fragrance, just like the undulating mountains on the edge of the basin. Traces of beautiful white like broken snow,

In order to celebrate the birth of the first prince of the empire, the romantic Salanders hung various colorful ribbons on the branches of the towns along the way. In addition, it was the early summer when flowers were in full bloom, adding to the festive atmosphere, with slender branches flying on the branches. The fluff turned into a burst of light pink falling,

The horse team of the Southern Governor Statunko arrived at the city of St. Nicholas, where the temple headquarters is located. A hundred Guards Cavalry were divided into two queues, guarding a large carriage pulled by eight horses in the middle. The horse team moved slowly, and the carriage carried Carrying a huge wooden box, it made the ruts creak under the weight. It seemed to be heavy. It was so majestic along the way that it attracted passers-by. Some people pointed at the wooden box, and there were also passionate eyes of young girls on these black close-ups. Wei's body was shining hotly,

The fat man was wearing a black guard armor. Riding on ordinary war mǎshàng, mixed with the hundreds of guards behind the Southern Governor Statunko, they walked slowly along the street. If no one observed carefully, no one would notice the existence of this imperial supreme.

He tried his best to cover his face with his helmet. But that naive look still attracted the attention of several Salander girls in colorful clothes on the side of the road. The fat man was naturally not polite and turned back fiercely. Several Salander girls pursed their lips and let out beautiful laughter, like butterflies. ran away

At the end of the road, an old man wearing a sky-high priest robe was already waiting.

He was sixty years old, with a broad face, a majestic look, and white hair. He was followed by several ordinary priests who were thirty years old. People passing by around him saluted him one after another, and the old man returned the salute one by one. It was obvious that Extraordinary status,

I saw the black cavalry coming slowly in the distance. The eyes of this old man in sacrificial robes lit up, and he came towards him with several sacrificial ministers.

"Hello, respected High Priest Deimos!"

Statunko stopped his 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 nodded slightly to the old man in the manner of the Sky Holy Cult.

"Good day, Lord Governor!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and he quickly bowed respectfully to the imperial governor of Salander. He knew how powerful the governor was in Salander. Although the temple was the spiritual leader of the Salander people, he was in front of the imperial governor. It's just a bright surface,

"This is the statue of the prophet we found in the Ulan Mutuo Underground Palace!" Statunko raised his whip and pointed toward the wooden box, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly with a kind face, "His Majesty said that since it is The Holy Relic of the Prophet, of course Return it to the temple for processing! I sent it to you without stopping. It took me three days to travel over three hundred miles of mountain roads. The elder will remember to return this favor to me when the time comes!" "Of course, of course! This kindness from the Governor I will definitely keep it in my heart." The old priest nodded quickly, looking past Statunko and directly towards the huge wooden box in the middle of the cavalry. His eyes were almost glued to the wooden box, "This..." "The old man! He lost his composure and said in surprise, "Is this the statue of the prophet that was discovered? What a surprise! If it weren't for the Governor, I'm afraid no one would be able to pull such a heavy thing from the black forest in the south to here!" "It's a little too big!" "Statuent turned his head and glanced, and smiled, "But since it is His Majesty's order, he will do it no matter how difficult it is! It's just..." Statunko's voice stopped, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his right hand, and said tiredly, "I brought so many people here just because of this, it seems that I will let you transport them back directly. There are some difficulties, so let my people help. But after everyone has been traveling for several days, the temple will not even have a place to rest! "This..." High Priest Deimos looked ugly. The baptism of the Saint was approaching. Originally, the Presbyterian Council thought that the Empire's eyes should still be on Normandy. However, the arrival of the Governor-General undoubtedly gave birth to various problems in the original plan. "What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Statunko wouldn't let him think too much, and he muttered a murderous mǎshàng.

"How can that be so bad! The baptism of the new saint is approaching, and it is a rare grace that the governor is willing to come here!" High Priest Deimos was so frightened that his face was covered with sweat. Don't look at the elegant look on the governor's face. He speaks very politely and doesn't seem to have any lethality.

But just look at the annihilating war in the Black Forest to know what a wrong judgment this was.

This imperial governor has a large number of troops and is very powerful. He is able to sit firmly as the top military leader in the Falcon Empire, which was founded on the military. How can he be an ordinary person? This is what truly dominates the sky in Salander. A powerful figure who kills without blinking an eye, a ruthless character who can decide the lives and deaths of countless people with just one word.

But this time it was delivered by him personally, which undoubtedly made the old man feel a lot of pressure.

His face was solemn, and while leading the way, he quickly whispered a few words in the ear of an ordinary priest next to him,

This priest suddenly turned around and left when no one was paying attention.

Statunko saw everything clearly from behind, and rolled his eyes. He was about to send someone to follow him, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the fat man shaking his head towards him. Statunko could only give up, with a calm look on his face. , didn’t seem to see anything, just followed the high priest Deimos stupidly, and came to the stone road leading to the temple on the mountain behind the city.

In front of you is a huge bulging hill. On the top of the hill, you can vaguely see a dense group of buildings. Although they are dilapidated, under the blue sky and green shadow, there is a sense of worship that makes people worship. "This is your sect." Just The Holy Land that I just moved into! Statunko looked at the buildings on the top of the mountain, opened his mouth, and asked the high priest Dimos who was leading the way in surprise, whether this so-called Holy Land was too dilapidated! ""Make the Governor laugh! "

High Priest Deimos blushed a little, and responded with some embarrassment, "The Governor Kěnéng has also heard that the Priestly Presbyterian Council decided at this year's Winter Veil Festival to transfer the temple headquarters to the temporary location of Vic. Moved to St. Nicholas.

Because time is tight, the so-called Saint Nicholas is a medium-sized city in the middle of Salander Island. It is named because the city is located at the foot of Nicholas Mountain. This is the place where the sky prophet Phelan spread the sky teachings, so it was named after the Holy Land."

"Since it is a holy land, why did it become what it is today?" Statunko looked away from a distance and continued to ask.

High Priest Deimos 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 reasons, after the great prophet Phelan left, the Holy Church suddenly decided to close all the temples on Mount Saint Nicholas and transfer its headquarters. and moved to the prosperous southern part of the island,

"It's really sad to say that! If the Holy Land had not been moved out, or the north-south imbalance would not have occurred, you have also seen that now that the Holy Land has reopened, hundreds of years of wind and rain have already turned the original magnificent temple into a It’s such a ruin, it’s really painful to see!”

"So that's how it is, what a pity!" Statunko sighed with emotion,

All the way up the stumbling mountain path, there are still tall weeds growing on the road. The horse-drawn carriage squeezes the cracked granite road, and you can still see many traces of history. From time to time, you can see various members of the Sky Holy Cult beside the overgrown mountain road. broken statue,

Some masons were knocking and beating stones on the roadside, and there was a choking smell of lime. "Who are these craftsmen?" Statunko frowned slightly, and suddenly stopped his horse with a serious look on his face. "St. The palace is old and needs repairs, and The ceremony of the new saint is coming soon, and these roads also need to be repaired!" High Priest Dimos turned around and said casually. Just after he finished speaking, his body suddenly froze, and he secretly screamed, "It's over, accidentally." Talk about showing off! "The ceremony of the new saint! Why didn't I know about it? Or are you planning to canonize the new saint without telling the empire?"

Sure enough, the cold voice of the southern governor of the empire came from behind, and it was like turning from midsummer to cold winter in an instant. "No... no, it's just a ceremony!" High Priest Deimos had sweat beads all over his head, and he trembled. Explained, "According to the tradition of our Sky Holy Cult, the saint first needs to go through a ceremony to confirm her qualifications for election, so it is just an identification ceremony."

"It turns out it's just a selection ceremony!" Statunko's stern face felt a little warm, and he snorted. "I hope so. Otherwise, you should know that His Majesty attaches great importance to this matter. That kind of consequences will not be yours." I hope to see it! ""Of course, of course! "High Priest Dimos wiped the sweat from his head with his white sacrificial robe, and nodded like a chicken." No matter how brave we are, we don't dare to secretly ordain a saint without telling the empire! "To be continued