Wandering Knight Start: I have a simple data panel

"Abbot Massimo!" Abbot Rosanara pulled his old friend, and then they stepped forward together and bowed slightly.

"Count Augusta, welcome."

Derrick sat on the horse and accepted the greeting generously.

A small detail, Abbot Massimo was a beat late.

Maybe he was waiting for Derek to dismount?

It is easy to understand the psychology. The identity of the abbot of the monastery is not as noble as that of a fiefdom earl in theory.

However, as a person serving God, everyone will give him some face.

At least, he will dismount to accept greetings.

Only Derek is so arrogant.

Yes, in the eyes of Abbot Massimo, it is arrogant.

Derek understands that this is not giving up.

So he jumped off the horse, looked back, and said with regret: "Captain Burdette is an excellent knight, but the Abbey Knights are still a little bit lacking.

Two deans, you can hand over the Abbey Knights to me next time. I will take them to the barbarians. After experiencing the blood, they will definitely be stronger."

Dean Massimo finally gave up. It was not that the Abbey Knights did not meet the earl, but they were left behind for some reason.

He subconsciously lowered his eyelids and dared not look directly at Derek.

Strength is the guarantee of status.

If it was Baron Augusta who came today, it would be good enough to meet the dean of the monastery. How could there be such a high standard?

"Mr. Count, please follow me." Dean Rosanara made a gesture of reaching out with great insight, and asked curiously: "Where is Bishop John?"

Archbishop John was vomiting on horseback. Simon's riding skills might be excellent, but the feeling of being carried along was really terrible.

He vomited a bunch of breakfast residue, wiped his mouth with a towel, and glared at Knight Simon: "Next time I will ride a horse by myself."

He got off the horse tremblingly, and felt like he was floating in the clouds when he walked.

But when he walked behind Derek, he had returned to his normal appearance, if his face was not so ugly.

The two deans naturally paid close attention to this colleague. To be honest, they had heard of Archbishop John's name.

He belongs to the faction of devout priests, pure believers in God.

This kind of person, who can persist for a lifetime, does not look like the kind of person who suddenly jumps to the opposite side.

So he advocated that Derek was a saint, and many priests really believed it.

Of course, the mainstream view is that Derek deceived Archbishop John.

Although the Melgen Monastery also believes in God, it is more inclined to the kind of political purpose. Faith is more like a weapon.

This is also the influence of national conditions. There may be pious monks at the bottom, but the two deans are definitely not purely pious monks.

As the saying goes, if you are black, you will see others as black. Of course, they have sufficient reasons to doubt Bishop John.

After a look, the two suppressed their thoughts and smiled as they led Derek to visit the monastery castle.

"Mergen Abbey has a history of 200 years, and has produced..."

The two deans kept introducing that Mergen Abbey has a history of 200 years, and indeed has produced many celebrities.

As far back as the earliest kingdom development war, as recent as the secession war thirty years ago.

The monastery knights were also once famous and active on the front line.

At that time, Monta Province was still the border of the kingdom. The local nobles held on to the front line, and the monks established Mergen Abbey with the great ideal of spreading the gospel of God.

Therefore, the local nobles have always had a tradition of uniting with Mergen Abbey.

Derek listened quietly. The glorious history of the past, the contributions made by the monastery to the development of the wilderness for mankind, and the sacrifices made for the Locke Kingdom, are all worthy of respect.

But now, what the two deans are pursuing is very different from the original intention of the monastery.

The monastery knights have not experienced war for thirty years, and the monks have not made any achievements in thirty years. This is a clear proof.

When we arrived at the cathedral in the center of the castle, there were even ruins of the city wall on the periphery, and the broken bricks and stones silently told the past history.

"This is the earliest city wall. When the monastery was first established, it was still the territory of the savages. When it was the most dangerous, the war had reached our feet. Under the attention of God, the sages repelled the savages and established the Melgen Monastery."

Abbot Massimo was very proud. The glory of the monastery made him proud.

Derek did not say a word, and the group saw the three-meter-tall statue of God.

In terms of material, it is just ordinary rock, which is a creation from two hundred years ago.

Even the style is very retro, that is, simple.

God's face is not clear. He holds a book-like thing in his left hand and points to the front with his right hand.

Abbot Massimo still started the debate, and Archbishop John, who had always had no sense of existence, began to confront him.

Abbot Rosanara helped from time to time, and both sides quoted scriptures and argued very lively.

However, neither side could convince the other, and each had a logically self-consistent system, which meant that no one could tell who was better in the last hundred years.

However, there was a very big flaw in Archbishop John's theory, and Dean Massimo was reluctant to mention it, and tried to convince Archbishop John theoretically.

When he found that he could not convince him, he had to turn his gun around and face Derek, asking loudly: "Count Augusta, why don't you worship God when you see him?"

Derek was eating melons, but he didn't know that the war suddenly burned to him.

But this question... He looked up at the so-called God, then looked at Dean Massimo and others, and smiled.

"Where is God?"

"In front of you, in your heart and mine, in the faith of all people."

"I only saw a stone sculpture, saw your skin and mine, saw hunger, war, and illness in the world. Tell me where God is, I want to ask him in person, since he has great power, why doesn't he save people?"

"Absurdity, people's hearts are unbearable, and then there are disasters, which is not God's fault.

God saves people, not those who don't believe."

If it were a pious priest, Derek would definitely continue to debate with him.

But facing this kind of politician monk, he didn't want to waste his words.

Derek suddenly drew his sword with a clang, and put it on Dean Massimo's neck, looking at him with a smile, and asked: "Dean Massimo must be pious, do you think God will come to save you?"

No one expected Derek to suddenly use force, of course it was useless to think of it, and he couldn't stop it at such a close distance.

Dean Massimo was soaked all over, he was scared.

Of course, it is impossible for you to ask him to give up and bow his head so easily.

Life is important, and some things are more important than life.

Don't get me wrong, it's not faith.

"Blasphemy, you are blaspheming, Count Augusta, God will punish you, and disaster will befall your bloodline."

Dean Massimo still had a stubborn mouth and dared to shout even with the sword on his head.