Now a question stumps us: what is the purpose of the Church of the Goddess to block all pre-war documents
I thought this was not a problem at all before, because the church has always given people the impression of a conspiracy: it distorts history, blocks knowledge, exposes people to a limited worldview, and puts everything in the name of a goddess, so what it does Everything should be for the purpose of strengthening one's own divine authority, if not for strengthening one's own dominance, at least for the purpose of eliminating threats.
But now that Bingtis has found the banned books sealed up by the church, the contents of those banned books are a bit strange.
Bingtis threw up and down the ancient war history, which was bigger than the pavement bricks, and said his opinion: "The most obvious contrast between the things recorded in these banned books and the things preached by the church is the 'Kingdom of Heaven' The era' is not peaceful. Now it seems that that period in real history is the worst day in this world. Even if there is a dark moon war now, it is better than the world melee in ancient times-the dark moon war was fought hundreds of years ago. Once, and every time it can be stopped by the "goddess" in time. At other times, the world on earth at least maintains a general peace. No matter how big the conflicts are between countries, they don't fight with their clans as they did in ancient times. You can also look at the servants outside Soldiers, think about the three iron knights you met during the day. They come from various races, and many mercenaries are not natives of the Gondor Empire. Normal. The concubine has also inquired a lot in the past two days. The Gondor Empire is a kingdom ruled by humans, but there are also a large number of other races in the territory. The total number of aliens can almost equal the number of humans, and there is no racial discrimination here. If you look at the history before the Dark Moon War, which country allowed foreigners to move freely within their borders and even join the army to take power."
Having said that, Bingtis slapped the big book in his hand on the low table: "To sum up, the current world is more than a little bit better than the world before the Dark Moon War!"
"Although cultural regression is quite serious." Lin Xue added in a low voice beside her.
"Yes, cultural regression and historical dating are a problem," Bingtis nodded, "Because the Dark Moon War is too easy to play off, the first and third times were played off, one led to historical dating, and the other led to global traffic The Internet is gradually paralyzed, these two things are enough to knock back a civilization for thousands of years, but other than that, from a humanistic point of view—why do you think the world is cuter now?"
I thought of a vivid example: "One is to let you live in a fully automated life, but there are natural and man-made disasters every now and then, and the other is to let you live in the fringe of urban and rural areas. Except for the unlucky one that happened during the Dark Moon War, you can enjoy it for hundreds of years. Taiping—Most ordinary people would rather live in the latter environment, at least they can live in peace of mind.”
At this time, I felt the pocket on my chest move a few times, Dingdang poked his head out from inside, and the little guy also joined the discussion: "Dingdang heard from Lilina that the core idea of preaching is to make believers feel that there is meat to follow you …”
That loli Pope who was from the inside to the outside was really bloody when he spoke, and his words were rough and not rough. Isn't that what preaching is all about
Experienced veterans like Bingtis all nodded: "Well, to put it bluntly, that's the case. If you want believers to support you, you have to make them feel that following you has a future, and there is a comparison to support you. The most ideal situation It is to rescue people when the world is in turmoil, so that everyone will remember the dire times in the past, and feel that since knowing God, the wind has adjusted and the rain has been smooth. The old cold legs of the year have shown signs of improvement, and the matter of preaching is as simple as that."
"But the church in this world is reversed." Qianqian's reasoning ability can see the problem. "How beneficial the original official history is to the church: Before the church was founded, the world was in chaos, and after the church was founded, the world was peaceful. Although the details There are quite a lot of things that need to be revised, but it’s better than they talked about the "Age of Heaven". Compared with the Age of Heaven, it seems that they have ruined this world."
I frowned and looked at the few "forbidden books" on the low table that were sealed by the church and strictly forbidden to be read by others. I felt that the goddess religion in this world was becoming more and more unreasonable: to cover up the official history that is beneficial to me, but to fabricate What do those monks think about a "heavenly age" that makes people feel that the current world is bleak
"Speaking of... the Pope of the Goddess Sect seems to be in the North Fort right now, right?"
Bingtis suddenly remembered something, raised his head and looked in a certain direction thoughtfully, as if he wanted to find the figure of a certain pope through the tent and city wall.
The corner of my mouth twitched: "You don't want to tie him up and torture him, do you? Is it necessary?"
"What do you think I am?" Bingtis glared at me, "What I mean is to follow and monitor, anyway, there is a louse wandering around the northern fortress right now, let him keep an eye on it in the next two days The Pope."
I breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course it's no problem."
Bingtis touched his chin, his eyes flickering: "But having said that, what you reminded just now is also a good idea. Hey, how about we tie up that old man and pour pepper water? Ask him if the propaganda minister of the Goddess Sect eats Xiangchang big… "
All of us, including Ding Dong, "cut" neatly, and no one paid any attention to this unreliable female hooligan.
Early the next morning, we were woken up by noise from the camp outside. I tidied up and rubbed my eyes and came out of the tent. I met a female hooligan striding out from another tent. She had a dancing girl under her arm, and she came over and hung that girl around my neck. On: "Take care of your sister, it's fine if you are curious, lively and active. When I get up early to comb my feathers, she pulls out two of them and says she wants to make pens—who taught me!"
I just woke up from the daze in the morning, pulled the octopus off my neck, and found that it was indeed Viska, holding two shiny black feathers half a foot long in her hand, Realizing that I was looking at her, Maotong Luoli immediately handed over one happily: "Brother, brother, people in this world use quill pens to write, why don't you make me one?"
Bingtis covered her face and turned her head away: "****, it turned out to be self-taught."
I rubbed Viska's head, not knowing how to educate this eccentric little sister, but when I glanced at it, I found that Pandora, who was behind Bingtis, was also holding two identical black feathers in her hand, and suddenly couldn't help it. Satisfied: "Didn't Pandora also pull out two roots?"
"Nonsense, I let her pull it out on my own initiative," Bingtis rubbed his shoulders, as if the pain of plucking still remained on his body, "Viska pulled out two wings that were all on the left side, and I asked Pandora to pull them out from the right." The balance of the two balances."
I was speechless for a long time, so I stretched my neck to change the subject: "... Where's Qianqian?"
Lin Xue just came out of the tent in the middle at this time. She tried her best to tie her long black hair into a single ponytail as she walked. Hearing this, she raised her head and looked at me: "Qianqian? Didn't she share the same tent with you last night? Is it? Speaking of which, you let Miss Ben stay alone in the empty boudoir, and you haven't had any trouble with me yet."
"Who knows where she's gone, she didn't see anyone when she got up early. Besides, you insisted on occupying a tent by yourself yesterday, so why blame others." Tied up, beautiful people are different. If an ugly girl wants to tie a tacky single ponytail, she can only say that her back looks like an Amazon female warrior, but Missy occasionally puts on this hairstyle on her own initiative and looks like... um, a beautiful Amazon female warrior , I read less and there are so many adjectives.
At this time, the mercenary camp was becoming more and more lively, and the surrounding area was filled with rough yelling and laughing of men and women, mixed with the sound of weapons bumping and shouting of soldiers who got up early to exercise their muscles and bones, and occasionally One or two hissing and barking came from afar. These desperadoes from all over the world are taking the time to warm up their bodies. As long as today is not the last day for them to lick blood with their knives, they will continue to fight for their rewards, and then come back to enjoy their lives. I noticed a new gray tent not far away, which was still empty when I slept last night: here's the new guy.
I didn’t expect that someone would like the corner we chose. It’s at least a few miles away from the camp exit and the nearest “bazaar”. Needless to say, this place should also be quiet. Among the noisy group of mercenaries who like to get together, those who like to be quiet are rare.
While I found Qianqian in the spiritual connection, I asked where the girl was wandering around, and I went to say hello to my new "neighbor". A tall white-haired woman bent down and got out from inside.
I didn't expect that the new "neighbor" was a girl, and she seemed to be a lone mercenary: definitely a rare resource in this business, so I was a little dazed. At this moment, the person opposite also noticed a stranger standing in front of her. She looked up and looked suspiciously, and asked hoarsely, "Who?"
I took a quick look at the other person. This is a very cool-looking woman, wearing an ordinary dark leather armor, with short white hair, slightly pale skin, but her lips are lavender. Seeing the seriousness and life-defying nature of the mercenary profession, I think this may be born), the most striking thing is her eyes, which are purple-red pupils that I have never seen among the locals in this world, and they are vertical pupils...
Among the people I know, there are two with vertical pupils, one is Lin, because her body is the dragon god, and the other is Viska, because that girl mutated her body for fun and couldn't change back—of course this is all Digression.
It only took a second to look at it, but the woman in front of her had already noticed, she frowned slightly, and I pointed behind me: "Oh, I just came to say hello, we are over there."
The white-haired woman looked up and saw Bingtis and Lin Xue who were chatting not far away, and the two little girls who were 1.2 meters tall. There was no change in expression on their faces, but their eyes were slightly surprised. Then she asked: " Um, do I need to move?"
I was a little dazed by this strange woman's thinking: "... No, I just came to say hello."
The white-haired woman nodded expressionlessly: "Oh."
I figured it out, this is still a facial paralysis, people with facial paralysis are usually not easy to communicate with, but what am I afraid of, why don’t we come here as usual when we face Pandora’s cement-like face all day long? you…
But before I could speak, the white-haired girl with a face paralyzed in front of me turned around and walked away, leaving only a back view.
"That woman doesn't seem very happy." Seeing me scratching my head back, Bingtis raised her eyebrows, "Did you ask her measurements or the color of her underwear?"
I kept a distance of more than two meters from this female hooligan: "You can't say a few nice words in front of Lin Xue... That woman was weird, maybe she was not sociable, she walked away without even saying her name. Plus I always thought she was kind of weird."
"I didn't realize it," Bingtis shrugged, "I see that all creatures in the world are the same."
I thought, this is true. In the eyes of the true god, the various races in the world are not very easy to distinguish. It is like letting people directly look at the mechanical language at the bottom of the computer. Of course, the world in Tice's eyes is not so boring, but for her, the "difference" between all things in the world is basically the same, that is, there is no difference.
But a white-haired girl with a bit of facial paralysis is nothing worth noting to us, so it’s over after talking, and I took the arms of Pandora and Viska: "I got in touch with Qianqian, she is hungry Went to the fort to get something to eat, and now we have seven seats in a small restaurant."
As soon as she heard that she was going to the restaurant today, Bingtis turned her head excitedly and left. Just halfway there, she realized that she looked at the number of us with a puzzled face: "Why are there seven seats?"
"It's a wrong number." I looked at the sky, "It's not like you don't know that girl lives in another world."
The North Fortress was originally a huge militarized "city". A large number of troops were stationed here for a long time, and it was far away from the interior of the empire. So gradually, facilities such as market bars and restaurants appeared in the fortress. It is maintained by the retinue of the Knights, and it is the only recreational place for the soldiers stationed here after the boring life (there are dozens of kilometers around the fortress, except for the stones, which are primitive jungles, and even the officers dare not use the teleportation station to run to the nearest town fun). Because the North Fortress is built on the mountain, it is divided into several layers along the mountain. The higher the level, the stricter the control. Facilities such as military camps are on the upper level, and those places such as taverns and markets are on the bottom level. Or like a small town. In most cases, the second-line regiments and mercenaries outside the fortress can only move freely on this floor, and the upper part is the control area of the Knights, and they need a pass if they want to go there.
Now, as more and more reinforcements, especially free mercenaries, gather at the foot of the Longbridge Mountains, while temporary villages and towns are formed outside the fortress, these small markets inside the fortress are also bustling. Not far from the garrison post among the rocks, walking on the lower level of the fortress feels like coming to an ordinary medieval city, and it is still the most lively one. We were blinded by the crowd for a while, and then followed the signal sent by Qianqian to find the restaurant the girl mentioned.
This is a restaurant run by the retinue guards. The owner and the waiters in the store are also considered soldiers under the name of the Knights, but they are all veterans or soldiers who are injured and can no longer go to the battlefield. They retain their military status and stay here as a Working in the city - these are what Qianqian told me, I chatted with her all the way in the spiritual connection, the girl inquired about the local situation is no worse than Bingtis' lice, of course, it is also related to Qianqian herself It has to do with personality.
"Ajun, Ajun! This way!" As soon as we entered the door, we heard a shallow voice from the side. Following the sound, we found that the girl was sitting at an empty table with a pile of strange things beside her. Weird gadgets, I don't know where I bought them all. We "created" some local currency for emergency, but usually only Qianqian seems to be able to spend them: no one else is as collected as she is.
Probably because we came out a bit late, there are very few people eating in this place, and there are still two empty tables in sight, which makes me feel less guilty about Qianqian occupying seven seats. A group of people sat down at the heavy and simple long oak table. Pandora and Viska took out two shell shells and put them on the wooden bench so that they could easily reach the table. Then an old man who looked fifty years away was standing behind the counter. Greeting people to serve us: that should be the owner of the shop, and Qianqian introduced that he is a veteran, and he seems to be quite qualified here.
Qianqian enthusiastically began to distribute "gifts" to everyone, and she divided the pile of small stones and metal pieces into several parts: "This is the amulet, this is the number two amulet, this is the number three amulet, and this is the number four amulet …”
"Why are they all amulets?" Bingtis was very puzzled as she pinched these strange ornaments bought from a veteran or mercenary's stall.
"People on the battlefield need this kind of psychological comfort the most," Lin Xue said seemingly understandingly, "I've heard similar things in the organization, saying that there was a very superstitious combatant who had to Wearing a pair of lucky socks all the time. Later, their team went to the Amazon region to perform a 14-day lurking mission. Later, the task exposure team was almost wiped out. Only he was injured in the camp because his leg was broken by an unbearable teammate on the 10th day of lurking. Only survived..."
I:"… "
While we were chatting, I suddenly heard a burst of imposing footsteps coming from the door of the restaurant, followed by a simple and honest loud voice not far away: "Ah! You are here! The four of us are looking for with you all the way..."
When I turned my head, I saw a tower-like humanoid creature blocking the entire door, with a lazy little black cat lying on his shoulder, through the gap between the big man's body and the door frame, there was a vague A few hands and feet could be seen trying to squeeze in from behind, and Joseph's rough voice shouted angrily outside: "You idiot, get out of the way, who can get in if you block the door..."
Big fool!
And those three weird iron knights! RS