The old knight finally changed his expression and smiled:
"I came here when I was young, and I have lived in this holy city for a long time. So even after so many years, I am still used to the magnificence of the holy city of the sea."
“I see!”
Kurt was a little surprised. Did the old knight have such an experience? He clearly remembered that the old knight seemed to be a native of Loran, but the other party was his grandfather's elder.
It's really not surprising that such elders have things that they, the little ones, don't know.
So Kurt immediately clapped his hands in admiration and said:
“Your life and experiences are truly colorful!”
The old knight just smiled and stopped talking, closed his eyes and continued to stand behind Kurt with his sword.
And Kurt continued to turn around and admire the miracle of the Sea City.
The more he looked, the more he felt that this capital was extremely fascinating. At first, everyone's attention would definitely be attracted by the holy remains of the great ancient dragon Granshanks.
But as you look at it, you will involuntarily be attracted by the city walls and various carvings lying under the ancient dragon.
Those are the miracles of the goddess of the sea and the merits of the storm king, and the deeds of the saints and holy spirits. The outstanding artistic attainments and carvings make these religious carvings, which should be boring, become extremely beautiful and charming.
Even with the continuous efforts of subsequent masters, the city wall was perfectly integrated with the Great Ancient Dragon Holy Remains, forming an amazing art of mutual reliance.
It is extremely delicious when you taste it carefully!
Of course, the reason why Kurt could appreciate the Sea City so seriously was because he felt more and more that he came here just to gild himself!
And it’s double gold-plated!
One side is plated with the gold of the imperial nobility, and the other side is plated with the gold of the green mask.
After all, he couldn't think of any reason why the Church of the Goddess of the Sea would have any problems with him, the special envoy of Roland or the Green Mask.
He's not some idiot who would attack a statue of a goddess!
It’s really not stable!
Kurt, who felt that he was absolutely safe, suddenly asked the Patriarch who was walking beside him curiously:
"Your Majesty, I am a little curious. According to the legend, wasn't the Great Ancient Dragon Gransanx shot down by the Storm King with one arrow?"
The Patriarch nodded and smiled:
"Of course, the great Storm King shot down the ancient dragon Gransanks and the last arrogance of the dragon race with one arrow!"
"Then why can't I see the arrow wound on the ancient dragon? Ah, please don't get me wrong. It's just that in my hometown, the legend is that the huge gap shot by the Storm King's arrow tore the life and body of the ancient dragon. Now I see that the holy remains of Granshanks don't quite match the description in my hometown."
“That’s why I’m a little curious about it.”
Upon hearing this, the Patriarch immediately smiled and said:
"So that's what it is. Believers and gossipers always like to exaggerate details. His Majesty the Storm King did shoot down the great ancient dragon Gransanks with one arrow. However, it did not cause huge tears to Gransanks's holy remains as your legend said. Instead, it directly shattered the opponent's life essence! Killed this powerful dragon species from the root!"
"Otherwise, even if we have more master craftsmen, I'm afraid it will be difficult to use the holy remains of Gransanks as part of the city wall."
After hearing this, Kurt became more interested and said:
"But the arrow that can shoot down the ancient dragon must not be an ordinary holy object. I wonder if you have taken down the arrow? If so, I really want to see it with my own eyes!"
"Ah, that won't go as you wish. That arrow is indeed a very extraordinary thing. According to the scriptures, it should be a sealed object, but we don't know the specific path and level of the sealed object, because the arrow has been buried somewhere deep in the holy remains of Gran Sanx."
"I see. I'm glad to learn this!"
"By the way, as an honored guest, if you want, we can take you for half price, ahem, we can take you to the dragon head of Granshanks for free to take a detailed look at the sacred remains of this giant beast from the outside to the inside!"
“Is it possible to do this?”
"Of course. You are our distinguished guest! And we have been doing this for a long time, but we won't put just anyone on it."
Hearing this, Kurt and the Great Shepherd smiled and looked at the holy remains of the ancient dragon. At this moment, Kurt's eyelids suddenly twitched for no reason.
But before he could think deeply, he heard the old knight behind him suddenly say:
"Your Majesty, you and your church are somewhat sacrilegious to the Holy Relics, aren't you?"
The Patriarch glanced at the old knight and said with a smile:
"Little guy. The enemy's holy remains are not considered blasphemy."
The old knight glanced at Kurt, who seemed a little nervous, and then bowed and said with a smile:
"I overstepped my bounds! Your Majesty, the Respected Patriarch!"
The Patriarch immediately said generously:
"No way!"
This matter seemed to have just passed.
It’s just that Kurt’s heart was unconsciously a little panicked again.
It felt like I was jumping back and forth in front of a big pit, and I could fall into the pit and fall flat on my face at any time if I made a mistake.
Is it something that happened today? It seems not, it seems to be something that happened today.
Ah, why did the weather change?!
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And in the Privy Council of the Sea City, which serves as the power center of the Church of the Goddess of the Sea, the Goddess of the Sea is a deity who has the king as her partner and spouse.
Therefore, although the Sea City did not establish the Sea Kingdom, it never established a pope or the like.
Because it was suspected of cutting off the royal power, and even now that the Storm King had been gone for many years, this was still the case. Because everyone knew that this was something that could not be touched.
However, in order to facilitate the management of the church and guide the believers, the church also established the Privy Council and thirteen cardinals, or thirteen cardinals, in accordance with the instructions of the Storm King to form a management body similar to the Roman Senate.
But the thirteen cardinals were not lifelong consuls like Caesar, and there was no distinction between superiors and subordinates among them. All issues were basically decided by them through discussion.
But this was during the time of the Storm King. To this day, although they still have not established a chief bishop similar to the Pope, they have established a rotation system on the edge.
That is, thirteen cardinals take turns serving as Speaker for a certain number of years.
Initially, the rotation system was once a year, and the speaker's power was only slightly greater than that of a normal cardinal.
But as time goes by and the goddess keeps letting go.
The rotation period is getting longer and longer, and the power of the Speaker is getting greater and greater.
But what’s interesting is that today, the cardinals are dissatisfied with this. It’s not that they want to have a longer term or greater rights when it’s their turn, but they feel that the Speaker has been in office for too long and has gained too much benefit.
It was obvious that before the other party came up, he was just a cardinal like them.
So they started trying to limit the speaker's power and term of office. Unfortunately, they had too much fun before and now they can't stop.
And the funniest thing is that the twelve cardinals themselves are not a united group.
The current Speaker of the House, His Majesty Saint Marshall, was discussing something with a cardinal in his study.
"are you sure?"
The other party nodded immediately and said:
"I'm sure of it!"
Saint Marshall clapped his hands on the table in delight and said:
"That's no problem! I will definitely be able to successfully reject their request this time!"
After saying this, Saint Marshall smiled and patted the other person on the shoulder and said:
"Before I go down, I will definitely help you up! And I will try my best to help you, no, to help you extend your rotation period!"
After getting St. Marshall's guarantee, the other party left here contentedly.
Both parties were still extremely friendly and sincere in their expressions.
But what is interesting is that both parties are at the pinnacle of the church, theoretically believers among believers, and pious among pious people, but no one starts or ends in the name of the goddess or even the king.
Furthermore, the closer one gets to the center of the Privy Council, the more blurred the statues of the goddess and the king become, or they are simply covered with white silk cloth covered with secret codes of religious scriptures.
The excuse is that we dare not let the gods and our king see the old and ugly bodies of mortals.
Therefore, when the cardinal left the Speaker's study and prayer room, he immediately put away his smile.
He then looked at the closed door behind him with an unpredictable look. The door had been replaced a long time ago. Originally, this door and the doors of each of their bishops had clear engravings of His Majesty the Storm King.
Now it has been replaced by a statue of a goddess with a blurred face, or simply a saint.
Finally, the cardinal couldn't help but reveal a strange smile that should never appear on the face of a clergyman.
'Aside from making money, you're really a fool without any brains! Tsk tsk, if the church hadn't had some financial problems, who would have pushed you to the top? Still want to reject it? Haha, but do I really want to do this?'
With this thought in mind, the cardinal slowly left the room.
And under the door behind him, Saint Marshall, who had been smiling just now, suddenly turned cold.
With a stern expression, he slowly raised his hand to support his chin.
"All these years of hard work will depend on these few days! These people should be almost divided now, right?"
"Hahaha, they must be thinking about cooperating with those people to pull me down and help themselves at the same time, right?"
"What a pity! You are just a bunch of stupid people who look smart! And you are not grateful! You spent the gold pounds I worked so hard to earn, but you don't even know how to be grateful to me! Tsk tsk, you deserve to lose!"
After shaking his head, Saint Marshall stood up and walked to the corridor behind him. This was a habit he had developed over the years, which was to constantly walk in the depths of the Privy Council.
This was once the place he longed to go to the most, so when he really got here, he liked walking back and forth in it even more.
Although there was nothing particularly secret, interesting or luxurious to see, just walking around made him extremely happy both physically and mentally.
As he walked, His Holiness Saint Marshall thought proudly:
"It seems that these people have almost forgotten Her Majesty the Goddess. Our church is obviously a legitimate church of the true God. But these people actually think that the real power is in their hands? ! "
"But it doesn't matter. When the time comes, let me tell them who the real master of the church is!"
Saint Marshall walked proudly thinking about his perfect plan, but suddenly, he frowned and looked at a small door beside him.
“Was there such a door before?!”
Saint Marshall looked over suspiciously, then raised a small wind blade in his hand and pushed open the small door that he had no impression of.
As soon as he entered, he lowered his head with his eyelids twitching, because the room was filled with statues of goddesses of different sizes and in different postures!
But the strange thing is that there are more statues of other things around these statues, and it seems that the sculptors’ skills are very poor
At least many of the statues of Saint Marshall are completely unrecognizable. However, the statues of the goddess are still easy to identify, after all, the statues of the goddess seem to be carefully carved.
Who could have filled the sacred privy chamber with such poorly made statues of the deity, and surrounded them with so many statues of the goddess who had nothing to do with her
And have I ever seen this door before?!
At this moment, His Holiness Saint Marshall felt deeply that his brain was overloaded.
He seemed to have seen this door before, but also seemed not to have seen it before. The ambiguous memories began to jump back and forth wildly.
This also made Saint Marshall's heart even more unbearable.
After taking a deep breath and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, His Holiness Saint Marcelle quickly performed mass in front of the goddess statues inside the door and then planned to bow and leave.
But maybe he accidentally caused something, but a wooden statue suddenly rolled down in front of him in his peripheral vision.
This made Saint Marshall, who felt a little guilty, look carefully immediately.
This seems to be a statue of His Majesty the Storm King? Well, the carving is really poor, but this figure should be His Majesty the Storm King, right
With a swish sound, the wooden sculpture that seemed to be the Storm King suddenly cracked into several pieces in front of Saint Marshall.
Immediately, before Saint Marshall could rescue it, it was completely shattered into several pieces of unrecognizable wood.
Saint Marshall was briefly stunned when he saw the statue of the king shattered in front of him.
He actually held his head and screamed like a woman!
“Wow!”
154 This must be a divine revelation! (5k)
At this moment, His Majesty Saint Marshall, who looked as distorted as a world-famous painting, screamed madly for a long time.
Only then did he finally calm down from his extreme fear.
He kept patting his chest and said to himself frantically: