Warhammer: From Planetary Governor

Priesthood.

Ron walked into this residence located in the core area of ​​the Emperor's Ascension Church.

Once inside, he noticed a difference.

The sun shines from the glazed dome onto the lush green flowers and plants, and the birds chirp softly.

The air is full of the smell of the forest.

He could feel that the air had almost no trace of filtration and was most likely transported intact from some distant natural planet.

Compared to the dazzling and extremely luxurious decorations we saw along the way.

It looks simple and natural here.

"That Cardinal knows how to maintain health..." Ron thought silently, because he also liked this idea.

After walking dozens of steps along the path, he finally saw the target of his trip—the acting Cardinal Laurent Tiss.

In the field of vision is a set of simple gray stone tables without any trace of carving.

There are some papers on the table.

An old man wearing a gray robe, with white eyebrows and hair, was squinting at a letter.

Next to it is Dhoni's token ring.

Suddenly, the old bishop's old voice sounded: "Please sit down, Mr. Ron..."

At the same time, Ron felt a hawk-like gaze coming towards him, as if he could see through everything about him.

His heart skipped a beat.

Good guy!

This old bishop looks too much like Donnie, even his eyes are exactly the same.

Ron didn't have too much worry about his identity being exposed. It was most likely because of what Donnie wrote in the letter.

Since Donnie chose to tell his mentor this matter candidly, it proved that the other person was trustworthy.

Ron walked over generously and sat beside the old bishop, getting a closer look at him.

He was surprised to find that there were no traces of machinery on the old bishop.

This is very rare in the empire.

Moreover, one can feel the power hidden under this old body.

It seems that this old bishop is on the same path as Doni, but his mind is much calmer than Doni's.

According to the records that can be found.

The old bishop started as a small priest on a fringe planet and climbed all the way to his current position, influencing trillions of believers in the empire.

He is at least four hundred years old.

For mortals without mechanical modification, this is an extremely long lifespan.

Such a being must not be a simple person, at least better than those ghosts and snake gods who are not clear-headed.

Ron thought for a moment and said, "Your Excellency Mr. Tis, Duny misses you very much..."

The old bishop waved his hand and gently put down the letter:

"I know what that kid is thinking in his heart. He is angry and wants to make some achievements to convince me, this old guy.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to a place where I couldn't be found without saying a word. "

He shook his head and sighed slightly: "With his character, he will never write a letter to me.

The fact that you can get him to write to me proves that your relationship is deeper than I thought. "

The old bishop's eyes softened as he looked over:

"So, if you can gain a certain level of trust from me, you can say whatever you want."

Seeing this, Ron didn't talk too much and went straight to the topic:

"Well, Donnie did want to make some achievements and developed the local state religion based on his own doctrinal ideas, but..."

He directly described the current difficulties encountered by the Erth Holy Land and stated the purpose of his trip.

"It turns out that the Eth State Church is the doctrine created by that boy. No wonder it looks so familiar."

The old bishop nodded and pulled out a document from the stone table:

“A few days ago, some pilgrims were spreading the teachings of the Ethnic Church and a new saint in the holy city, but they were arrested by the Skitarii.

After investigation, it was found that it was a new doctrinal sect with some radical ideas, and it was a doctrine that had not been approved by the state church.

Such behavior is not allowed, so after discussion, the Bishops' Council decided to ban it.

You were lucky to get here before the ban was issued. "

The outlawing of a certain doctrine requires the consent of the acting Cardinal.

Even if it is a regional religious outlaw.

After all, this is a great power, the right to interpret the Emperor's divine will.

When the Emperor is unable to speak, the senior officials of the Ecclesiarchy are equivalent to the Emperor's mouthpiece.

They have the final say on what is right and what is wrong.

Of course, with the mutual constraints of the Inquisition and other institutions, the state religion will also be restrained.

But this cannot completely prevent some individuals from using their beliefs to gain more power.

Once upon a time, there was a supreme lord of the state religion who used various dirty methods to seize the supreme power of the empire, establish a bloody rule, and decide everything with a single word.

The High Lord of the Ecclesiarchy claimed that he had the patronage of the Emperor himself, and assigned the Sisters to his name as his personal bodyguards.

He even changed the concept of the Battle Sisters from the Emperor's daughters to the Emperor's brides.

More dirty things were done.

He even dissolved the Council of High Lords in order to oppose censorship.

Fortunately, this mistake was corrected by the Mechanicum, several chapters, and the Imperial Army.

Those past histories have made the state religion more deeply aware of its interpretation and control of faith.

What a powerful force.

Therefore, the state religion has extremely strict control over the right to interpret doctrines, and only a few people have that power.

Ron looked at the old bishop. The old man in front of him was one of them.

"Your Excellency Mr. Tisi, we need your help..." He was sincere and believed that the other party could solve this problem.

The old bishop smiled slightly and said:

“Back then, I couldn’t keep that kid Dhoni, but now I won’t let the same thing happen again.

I will resolve your appeal, and the Eth State Church and that saint will be included in the faith order of the Governor of the State Church and receive legal rights to preach. "

As the vicar cardinal, he is qualified to grant such regional missionary rights.

"But that's about it. Doni said in the letter that he only wants a legal right to preach, and he will not accept any other help."

The old bishop sighed: "It's still the same temper, it hasn't changed at all."

The right to preach is only the most basic.

Without the help of the state church headquarters, some propaganda help is provided, and most of the regional state church doctrines are provided.

There is no way to get out of the star zone.

You know, there are hundreds of thousands or more star sectors in the empire's territory.

Those teachings that cannot go out of the star area are of little importance to the State Religion Headquarters.

"Praise the emperor and get the right to preach, that's enough!"

Ron was quite excited.

This is the best outcome. If the State Education Headquarters intervenes, it will be really troublesome.

He even hoped that the State Religion Headquarters would ignore everything and allow the Eth State Church to operate without violating the teachings of the State Religion.

Growing wildly.

"You have a lot of secrets."

The old bishop suddenly looked over, his eyes as sharp as a falcon, as if he wanted to see through everything.

"We do have some unique advantages in developing the Erth Church, if you want to know..."

Ron was completely unfazed by this.

This old bishop can be regarded as half of his own people, so the worst he can do is reveal some superficial things to him.

The old bishop shook his head:

"I have no intention of exploring these, and I don't need to know. Secrets are too dangerous.

Knowing too many secrets will affect my lifespan. "

After that, the old bishop took out a piece of paper, leaned over and began to write carefully.

Ron waited quietly, drinking the tea served by the acolyte.

He could feel that the acolyte was powerful, not weaker than the Space Marines.

"Please pass this letter to Donnie."

Soon, the old bishop finished writing the letter, put it into a sealed container, and handed it over.

"Thank you for your generosity, I will deliver this letter."

Ron took the utensils and stood up to leave.

However, he thought of something and sat down again: "I have some news here that you may need."

"Say it."

The old bishop seemed to be interested.

"After the original body returns, it may affect the state religion..."

Ron was thinking about words, saying that he had somehow received a message that roughly explained some of the effects of the Primarch's return.

He secretly expressed that if the Pope really resisted the original body with other supreme lords, it might affect the status of the supreme lord of the state religion.

It dealt a certain blow to the Pope and the state religion.

The old bishop frowned as he listened.

He sighed slightly: "I don't know where you got the news from, but it is more serious than I predicted.

But this matter has nothing to do with us, so don’t pay attention to it. "

Ron was a little surprised: "You have expected all this, why don't you arrange a response plan in advance and fight for that position?"

"I don't know anything, and doing nothing is the best way to deal with it."

The old bishop’s eyes were bright:

"Boy, do you know why I was able to go from a little pastor on the border to where I am now?"

Ron shook his head.

"Because I try to avoid life-and-death struggles as much as possible, and I can endure it and live long enough.

I never argue with others about doctrines, nor do I do anything controversial. I just quietly do my job and follow the trend.

Even decades ago, another vicar, the Cardinal, framed me, leading to Donny's departure.

Nor did I start a fight to retaliate against him. "

The old bishop took a sip of tea and said: "Now, that old guy is dead, exhausted and died.

For hundreds of years, since I became a pastor, I have outlasted other pastors, elders, and church leaders of the same period.

And all my opponents.

Some died because their life span was exhausted, and some were executed because they failed in the struggle.

More often than not, I don't have to do anything and just wait for my opponents to make mistakes because they are stupid.

Now at the headquarters of the state church, I am the most senior vicar cardinal, second only to the pope.

I originally wanted to take good care of my body and survive that old guy, but now it seems I don't need to.

He will soon pay for his foolishness..."

"Your Excellency Sir Tisi, I would like to express my sincere respect to you. Your wisdom is unmatched!"

Ron was shocked.

Good guy, this old bishop is a thousand-year-old turtle.

You are simply more stubborn than him, you have learned a lot!

Sure enough, he was still too young.

If this trend continues, the old bishop will be able to ascend to the position of pope.

Since the old bishop has his own way of doing this, he doesn't have to worry too much.

After Ron exchanged a few pleasantries, he turned and left.

After leaving the Emperor's Ascension Church, he finally showed an uncontrollable excited smile.

Stable!

Half of the purpose of this trip to Terra has been achieved.

Under the patronage of the acting cardinal, the Holy Land of Erth and the Savior were included in the order of state religious beliefs.

Obtain legal rights to preach.

After he returns, he will be able to expand greatly.

As for whether the influence of the Ecclesiarchy will conflict with the Ecclesiarchy Headquarters after it becomes so huge.

That is something to be considered later.

What he needs now is time.

And when that time comes, the Ecclesiarchy Headquarters may not be able to restrict him.

He wants to make the faith of the golden sun and the savior spread everywhere that humans can reach!

...

The Eternal Wall.

The Ministry of the Interior has specially reserved an ancient helipad for the Primarch's car.

This ancient marble platform is surrounded by many statues and shines brightly under the light of the braziers offering incense.

Today, the Primarch will arrive on the ground and go to the palace to meet the great Emperor.

The upper class of Holy Terra who received the news gathered here, wanting to see the Primarch's style.

The choir sang hymns dedicated to the Emperor, and the recording attendants bound in the iron coffin used feather pens to record the grand occasion in front of them.

The dignitaries of the Tailai Council and the dignitaries of the Ministry of the Interior rushed forward, looking forward to the arrival of the Primarch.

The priests and nobles of the state religion were particularly conspicuous even in the crowded crowd with their extremely gorgeous clothes.

The airship landed.

The moment Guilliman stepped out of the airship, everyone on the scene rushed to bow and salute.

Countless hands made the Sky Eagle Salute in front of their chests, and people shouted out their oaths of allegiance.

Roen didn't want to miss such a grand scene, so he also came to join in the fun.

However, the great savior was not among the people saluting, but in the team receiving the courtesy.

A few days ago.

Roen received the news that the Primarch had arrived at the skyport, so he went to the skyport to meet Shasim.

Shasim's status as an imperial blood merchant was almost equivalent to that of a chapter leader of the Empire, and he actively participated in the battle on the moon to save Holy Terra.

Therefore, he won the honor of following the Primarch and enjoying the noble courtesy.

This qualification will be very helpful for Shasim to walk in the territory of the Empire in the future.

If it wasn't inappropriate, Ron even wanted Shashim to take a group photo with the Primarch, the Living Saint, and others.

At that time, the group photo could be taken on the merchant ship in the territory, which would be convenient for going anywhere.

Although it was a pity that they couldn't take a group photo.

But he was ready to go back and have someone draw a group photo of Shashim with the Primarch, the Living Saint, and others.

As the chief steward of the Govendi family, Ron also took advantage of this opportunity. He mixed in the team and followed the Primarch.

Buzz——

As soon as Ron stepped out of the airship, he was drowned by the deafening roar. He followed the team forward and enjoyed the etiquette of everyone.

"Wow, it's quite lively..."

Ron looked at the dense crowd and thought secretly: "Is the important figures of the empire basically gathered here?

Hiss~ So many important figures are crowded in such a small space. If I were Chaos, I would have to do my best to make a big move here.

The empire would suffer heavy losses. The central core would be destroyed and stopped operating in a short period of time. With the efficiency of the empire, I don't know how long it will take to recover.

At this time, there shouldn't be a Chaos Sixth to attack, right?"

Ron was absent-minded and thinking in a mess.

Suddenly, he found that many noble old perverts were secretly glancing at the living saint, the silver-haired angel Saint Celestine not far ahead.

Tsk!

A group of guys with lustful hearts but no courage, if they want to look, just look openly, it's not a blasphemous act.

By the way, he didn't seem to have really seen what Celestine looked like.

Thinking of this, Ron slightly quickened his pace, made a small circle to the side, and then glanced at Saint Celestine.

In public, you still have to be more restrained.

I have to say that the silver-haired angel is really beautiful.

Silver hair, angelic face, white wings, especially the heroic and holy posture.

It is enough to make those high-ranking nobles crazy.

However, they only dare to think about it.

After all, the silver-haired angel not only has a lofty status in the empire, but also has explosive combat power.

Such a noble existence is enough to extinguish the charm of those high-ranking noble youths.

Ron was thinking, and suddenly his sight shifted.

He happened to meet her eyes.

It was Saint Celestine, and her pure eyes were locked on him.

Damn!

Was he discovered?

Although Ron was a little embarrassed, he still maintained his posture.

He nodded and smiled politely.

Saint Celestine looked at her for a few seconds, and she also smiled, looking in a good mood.

I don’t know why.

Looking at the other person’s smile and inexplicable eyes, Ron suddenly felt a little panic in his heart.

Why do I feel like she knows me?

Can't it?