The two knight girls nodded.
Then the other party smiled even more brightly and said:
"That is the offering box. If you two are willing to show your piety to the goddess, you might as well put a little money into it to help the poor servants of Her Majesty the Goddess! I believe Her Majesty will definitely bless you!"
"Oh, by the way, if your offerings are pious enough, you can see the ten white stone tablets in front of the city wall?"
The girls nodded again. There were indeed ten huge white stone tablets erected in front of the city wall. They were very eye-catching from a distance. But at first they thought they were used to engrave scriptures or other religious deeds.
But now it seems not
The priest lived up to everyone's expectations and said:
"That is the wall of honor established by the bishops. If you are devout enough in your worship, saints of different ranks can personally engrave your names and even your identities and families on it!"
"Do you see the stone tablet on the far east? It was specially built for a devout believer after he donated all his property!"
The priest wanted to continue talking at this point, but suddenly he heard Mozo behind him say:
"I remember that the Wall of Honor isn't used for this, right?"
The priest turned around in surprise and asked:
"I don't know what you're talking about?"
Mozo raised his chin slightly and looked at the other party and said:
"I remember that the Storm King set up the Wall of Honor to commemorate the knights and warriors who died in the Ancient Dragon War, right?"
"How did the Storm King's wall of honor commemorating heroes become this?"
The priest felt his hair stand on end when he heard this. He wiped off the nonexistent cold sweat and forced a smile:
"Ah, I was wrong about this. Believers and voters like to call it the Wall of Honor, but in fact it is called the Gratitude Inscription. The Wall of Honor built by His Majesty the Storm King to commemorate his former subordinates has always stood properly in the center of the Sea City!"
"And the Saint and the believers will pray for him day and night. Even I just came here not long ago."
Hearing this, Mozo suddenly laughed:
"I see. I'm so sorry. I'm new here so I didn't know this. I'm sorry to have startled you!"
"No way, we are all devout believers of Her Majesty the Goddess. Although we are not related by blood, we are all brothers and sisters! Well, I have other things to do, so I'll leave now!"
After saying that, he left in a hurry. But soon he went to look for another "lamb" that looked very rich.
It seems that throwing money into the box would allow him to share a considerable amount of profit. Otherwise, he wouldn't be working so hard.
Looking at the other party leaving, Mozo suddenly laughed and said:
"It seems like he knows what he's doing."
As he laughed, Mozo's eyes turned slightly cold:
"I thought these guys had almost forgotten about the goddess."
I just wanted to come here secretly and leave secretly. You guys are playing this to force me to do things that I shouldn’t do!
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His Majesty Saint Marshall, who had been calm for a while and had dealt with the important matters at hand, gritted his teeth and decided to go to the door again to take a look.
He felt that if he couldn't confirm whether it was the holy elephant, he would have little confidence in implementing his subsequent plans.
After all, what he was going to do could be considered a big transgression!
After walking through several long corridors, His Holiness Saint Marshall, who had mustered up the courage to come here, was stunned where he was.
Then he kept looking back and forth, and searched in other directions.
Finally, he walked back to his original position with a dazed look on his face.
The door was clearly in front of him!
And now, the door is gone, the door that he had sealed with his own hands is gone!
Thinking of this, His Majesty Saint Marshall screamed again as if he were a famous painting in Mozo's previous life.
In the end, he fainted on the ground due to excessive fear.
After he was rescued, the respected Saint Marshall grabbed the cardinal who came before him and shouted frantically:
“God’s revelation, it must be God’s revelation!”
"I saw a revelation from God. Woohoo, I saw a revelation from God! Oh my God, oh my king, oh my God! How could this happen?!"
“Woo woo woo!”
These terrible words sent a chill down the spines of the cardinals, archbishops, and patriarchs present.
It’s funny that the most pious people in theory are the ones who are most afraid of divine revelation.
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After a brief moment of chills, they all gathered around Saint Marshall and asked:
"What did you see? What on earth did you see?"
"What instructions did His Majesty give? How come we don't know anything?"
"You can't make such a joke!"
"Tell us what happened!"
Panic was spreading visibly. For them, who had been accustomed to having no God above their heads but could still rely on God for their livelihood, the sudden revelation from God really scared them and made them lose their minds.
Because everyone knows that if these people are really held accountable, no one will be able to escape.
But there is no way. The goddess has not been in charge for many years, and even her angels are not very active. Therefore, in the face of huge benefits, they have fallen one after another.
Having the support of the true God means huge benefits, and these benefits are supervised by themselves.
This is like a rat in charge of a granary.
Saint Marshall was shocked when he heard their question.
No, the holy elephant was suspected to have been destroyed in front of me. How could I let them know about this
These people were expecting me to go down so they could come up and make some money. If I had to say it, I would probably be sacrificed right there and then?!
But he didn't have the courage to forge a divine revelation under such circumstances.
As a result, Saint Marshall instantly discovered his unparalleled performing talent.
He looked absentmindedly at his colleagues who had gone along with him, and said in confusion and fear:
"I, I saw a door, a door that never appeared! I saw it, but it disappeared again, right in our Privy Council!"
He pointed his trembling hand in front of him:
"There it is, right there! In front of the picture of the Saint of Maren!"
Upon hearing this, all the church leaders swallowed their saliva and pushed the people in front of them to the place where Saint Marshall mentioned.
But after arriving at the place, no matter how the cardinal who was pushed out by them all checked, he could not find any divine power or anything else.
When they saw that the other party couldn't find anything, the cardinals looked at each other, nodded, and pushed several archbishops and patriarchs over.
Another round of tedious inspection and another round of careful examination.
Still nothing was found. At this point, the rest of the people walked over together.
The result is naturally nothing.
So they all returned to St. Marshall full of doubt and told him everything they had seen.
After saying that, they stared at each other suspiciously. They suspected that this old bastard was so bold as to dare to use divine revelation to forge it.
But to their surprise, Speaker St. Marshall, who in their eyes only knew how to make money, heard that they found nothing.
Suddenly his expression calmed down.
He let out a long breath and said:
"Perhaps there is something wrong with my mind. I feel that I am no longer qualified to be the Speaker and Cardinal. So, after the rotation, I hope you can find a new cardinal to replace me."
These words stunned the others who were planning to attack. The other party actually said this
Not only is he planning to give up his position as speaker, he's even planning to quit being a cardinal?!
Then I suddenly realized that this guy might have known that we were going to take action, so he just created a controllable incident to let himself step down smoothly
This is in their best interest, but it also scares them.
So the leading cardinal said reproachfully:
"Your Majesty Saint Marshall, as the Speaker and Cardinal, your words are really a joke. How can the goddess's revelation be spoken so frivolously?"
Upon hearing this, Saint Marshall immediately said before the other party could further question him:
“I will join the Trappist Order after I leave office and embark on arduous practices with my brothers and sisters in the Trappist Order to atone for my sins!”
This caused another uproar among them.
Not only was he willing to resign, he was also willing to join the Ascetic Order so that what he knew wouldn't threaten them!
How come this guy is so enlightened
This instantly made them lose the reason and mood to continue to hold the suspect accountable, so they could only say with a complicated look:
"Well, if that's the case, then you should have a good rest, Your Majesty!"
After saying this, they all retreated in confusion.
After everyone left, Saint Marshall looked at his hands with a sense of relief.
Is it a divine revelation that only he can see
He had a feeling that there were many hidden meanings in this, but he didn't dare to go any deeper. He was completely scared and now he just wanted to retreat while the going was good.
Otherwise, you might end up in hell by accident.
But for some reason, his eyes bypassed his hands and fell on the golden quilt covering himself.
These are all gold threads drawn from sanctified gold, and the cotton used is all produced in the Holy Tree Forest and purchased at high prices. The satin on it is even dyed personally by the top masters of the Duze Dynasty.
Just this quilt is indescribably precious.
So do I really have to give up all this
Or has it really reached the point where we need to retreat while the going gets tough
What if I'm wrong, won't I regret it for the rest of my life
Greed took over his heart again, but fear was always there.
The repeated tug-of-war between the two emotions made St. Marshall feel uncertain for a while.
At the same time, in a certain room, on a piece of paper slowly burning in a brazier, one could vaguely discern the following words:
Greed is the wine that leads directly to death, but it can also be the straw that brings salvation.
There seemed to be other words afterwards, but they were burned by the flames and could not be distinguished.
Only two characters can be vaguely distinguished:
The past, the return.
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In order to get into the city as quickly as possible, Mozo had no choice but to take the girls through the expensive door.
But they didn't donate money to the big box because Mozo thought it was too unlucky.
Using their own name to make money to support the parasites under their own hands...
If he really did this, Mozo was afraid that he would be disgusted to death!
After entering the city, Mozo took the girls to randomly choose a nice hotel to stay in under the shadow of the holy remains of the ancient dragon.
He immediately took the girls and set off.
However, he did not go straight to his destination, but took the girls to play in the Sea City.
As an ancient capital city full of history and legends.
Even just one street in the sea city has enough heritage and culture to keep them entertained for a whole day.