In the superstructure of the flagship of the Glory of the Holy Light Empire Expeditionary Corps, the two Archbishops of the Throne and the Archbishop of Five Scepters from the Eastern Diocese of the Holy Light Empire who participated in this expedition were happily enjoying their breakfast in the restaurant...
At both ends of the long dining table, two throne chief ministers sit, while the other five scepter chief ministers sit three on the left and two on the right at both ends of the table.
On the snow-white velvet tablecloth, there is a pile of tableware made of gold. In the golden goblet inlaid with gems, the fresh deer blood that was just delivered is soaked in the best fire dragon crystal. It also carries a strange heat...
The Holy Light Empire is a hierarchical place that is so strict that it makes people feel scary. Therefore, on such an occasion, where there are two throne pastors, the other five scepter pastors, even knights, can only Everyone ate breakfast seriously and quietly, listening to the conversation between the two Chief Shepherds of the Throne. Unless the Chief Shepherd of the Throne mentioned their names, they would never speak.
"Deer blood taken from the fetus of a doe is the most nourishing. Breakfast without deer fetus blood is really not used to me..." A person sitting at the end of the dining table was slightly fat and looked to be in his sixties. , the chief shepherd of the throne, whose skin was as delicate and fair as a girl's, drank the deer blood in the wine glass, shook his head slightly, and commented on today's breakfast.
After the chief shepherd of the throne drank deer blood, his lips were stained with a bright blood-red color. Coupled with the delicate snow-white skin on his face, the contrast between red and white made him People watched. Inexplicably, a chill will arise in my heart.
"It's a pity that the climate of Sucobee Island is not suitable for elk breeding. And some of the doe replenished from Lexington Harbor are not suitable for long journeys on the boat. Many doe died halfway..." Another one As the Chief Shepherd of the Throne spoke, he also sighed with regret.
Compared to the Great Shepherd of the Throne whose skin was maintained like that of a young girl, the Great Shepherd of the Throne is much older. Not only is he old, he is also as skinny as a stick, like an old tree that has lost its water resources in a dry land. The loose robes with the throne's high shepherd's collar were worn on his body like they were hanging on a hanger made of dry branches. When this man stretched out his hand, it was like the claws stretched out by the skeleton in the grave. The blood vessels and meridians under the gray skin of his hand protruded, and then they stuck tightly to the bones of his arm. , the ring of the Stone of Eternal Life was worn on his hand, and it seemed as if it would lose its grip and slip off at any time.
Anyone who sees this person can feel that the vitality and vitality in this person are ruthlessly and resolutely flowing away every second. If it were anyone else, someone like him might have died long ago. I really don’t know how he survived and how many years he lived to this day.
The chief shepherd of the throne, who looked like an old skeletal tree, looked at the young chief shepherd of the throne sitting opposite him with a hint of envy and jealousy. He scooped up a spoonful of golden fish roe with a golden spoon and sighed. . "Fortunately, the starlight sturgeon's roe is good, and the seabird eggs from Sukobi Island are fresh enough. These things are on the sea. These things are rare delicacies, and the life energy is very abundant..."
"God said. The source and secret of life are in the embryo of life. As God's spokesperson on the earth, we are certainly entitled to enjoy food... "
"Now we can only make do with it. When we reach the ice and snow wasteland, all problems will be solved..."
"It's a small place after all!" The Chief Shepherd of the Throne, whose skin was as delicate as that of a girl, smiled and said with some disdain, "I just heard that Peter Humpreis is quite interesting, and he can actually think of such a place in the ice and snow wasteland. The place worked out some so-called miracles to conquer the pioneers and Slavic country bumpkins who had never seen the world. By accident, he actually made a name for himself here... "
For those in power in the Holy Light Empire, there is probably no one in this world who understands better than them what the so-called "miracle" is. There is no one who can reach this position who has not been born under their own hands. Several "divine levels" are then used to show that one is "favored" by God, the most common "miracles", such as "the icon sheds tears", "the gods entrusted the dream", "reincarnation", "apocalyptic wisdom" and so on The trick has been completely ruined in the Holy Light Empire. Every year in the three major dioceses of the Holy Light Empire, these "miracles" always come in different ways. In the small dioceses below, if the pastors of the dioceses are effective and capable, If there is a connection, if you want to perform some miracle, people will be sent to support it. The most common support is to provide corresponding space equipment. For a bunch of foolish men and women who have never seen anything in the world, a pastor can help some people. On special occasions and times, using the space equipment you carry with you to conjure up some so-called "miracles" and "sensations" is enough to cause a sensation.
In the Holy Light Empire, education for the common people is a basic national policy. Below a certain level, much of the knowledge in the world is closed to them, such as space equipment. This can be discussed normally in any other place, but in the Holy Light Empire In the Light Empire, only pastors of a certain level can have access to this kind of knowledge and can talk about this kind of thing in private. And space equipment has another name in the Holy Light Empire, called - artifact, all in this world The artifacts are all created by the God of Holy Light and are proof of the existence of the God of Holy Light - this is the "standard knowledge" about space equipment in the Holy Light Empire Theological Seminary.
"Lord Murphy is interested in Peter Hampres?"
"I'm interested in those water tanks of the Ancient God Religion. In my yard, I just need a few containers to hold water for watering the flowers!" The young Chief Shepherd of the Throne glanced at the old Chief Shepherd of the Throne and relaxed. He said, "I have also heard that Peter Hampres's children have something special about them. Those children are still innocent, and their blood must also contain more powerful life energy..."
The eyes of the old Chief Shepherd of the Throne suddenly became as sharp as a sword, piercing directly into the face of the young Chief Shepherd of the Throne. The young Chief Shepherd of the Throne seemed to have not seen him, and was eating by himself. He took a sip of deer blood and said, "Those children must be what Mr. Miller needs. I have no intention of quarreling with Mr. Miller. As for the others..."
"At my age, except for things that can buy me time, other things don't mean much to me anymore!" The old shepherd of the throne said with a sigh.
The young chief shepherd of the throne laughed and raised the golden wine glass in his hand, "Then, happy cooperation..."
"I'm old. Mr. Murphy will definitely have a bright future in the Eastern Diocese in the future!"
The two people clinked glasses in the air, and then each drank the fresh deer blood in the glass.
While having breakfast, the two commanders-in-chief of the Holy Light Empire Expeditionary Force had completed an important agreement and compromise. During a while, they had completed the division of the most important spoils of the Holy Kingdom of Iceland. Neither of them felt that this was the case. What's wrong? For these two people, this expedition is not so much an expedition as a gorgeous armed parade. Apart from being a bit boring as knights on the ship every day, the rest is nothing like a vacation. The difference is, because according to their intelligence, there is absolutely no force in the entire ice and snow wasteland to resist their arrival.
But in any case, as the expedition fleet is getting closer to the waters of the Ewendalla Islands, even if the expedition fleet is not afraid of any head-on conflict with the Holy Kingdom of Iceland, it still has to be careful about other methods. At this breakfast, several of the expedition fleet The leader, the main thing to discuss is this matter.
After the division of the spoils was completed, the two main characters were in a good mood, so they began to formally discuss the problems they might face.
"I heard that Peter Hampres may be a bit difficult to deal with. There is news that Peter Hampres may be a very powerful beast master and can control a powerful deep sea monster..."
"The Kraken is only a threat to people below knights. There are seven knights in our fleet now. No matter which one takes action, as long as Peter Hampres's Kraken dares to come, it will be a warrior for our expeditionary legion. It’s just an extra meal, I heard that the meat of the deep sea monster is also a great supplement!”
"There are a few nasty flies riding sharks around the fleet. They are warriors of the Sea Bear Tribe in the Ice and Snow Wasteland. From today on, we will send people to clean them every day. Don't let those flies disturb our interest. , for the knight, this should also be regarded as an entertainment activity on this boring journey!"
"Let's go to Huck today. From now on, each of you Scepter Chiefs will be responsible for one day. Before our fleet reaches the waters of the Ewendaral Islands, there should still be necessary deterrence. Otherwise, the people in the ice and snow wasteland will These hillbillies really thought we were here for a parade!”
"Yes, my lord!" A knight who was eating breakfast at the table heard a chief shepherd of the throne mention his name. He immediately wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and said loudly, "I'll go now, There is just one problem. These flies are easy to remove, but the merchant ships traveling on the sea are a bit troublesome. The whereabouts of our fleet are leaked by those merchant ships every day. I heard that the Chamber of Commerce in the Holy Kingdom of Iceland offers conditions for any merchant ship. As long as you can accurately provide a piece of information about our fleet, you will be rewarded with 500 gold coins. Do you two adults think it is necessary to sink those merchant ships?"
The young Chief Shepherd of the Throne looked at the old Chief Shepherd of the Throne and pondered for a moment, "Many of those merchant ships come from the Western Continent. If we sink them rashly, some countries will find an excuse to interfere with the expeditionary legion's operation. Maybe they are waiting for us to do this, Lord Miller thinks... "
Before the old Chief Shepherd of the Throne could speak, Zhang Tie's attack had already arrived with thunderous force... (.)