The forty-first volume, the sixth chapter, the great shepherds
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...
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At both ends of the long dining table, two high priests with thrones sit, while the other five high priests with scepters 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 gold tableware. In the golden goblet inlaid with precious stones, 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 their breakfast seriously and quietly, listening to the conversation between the two Archbishops of the Throne. Unless the Archbishop 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 a bit unaccustomed..." A person sitting at the end of the dining table was slightly fat and looked to be in his sixties.
Years old, with skin as delicate and fair as a girl's, the Chief Shepherd of the Throne drank the deer's blood from 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
When people see it, a kind of chill will rise in their hearts for no reason.
"Unfortunately, the climate of Sucobee Island is not suitable for elk breeding, and some of the doe deer brought in from Lexington Harbor are not suitable for long journeys on the ship. Many doe died halfway..." In addition,
A chief shepherd of the throne said and 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 robe of the great shepherd's collar of the throne was worn on his body, like hanging on a hanger made of dry branches. When this man stretched out his hand, the hand was like the claws extended by the skeleton in the grave.
The blood vessels and meridians bulged under the gray skin of his hand. Then they stuck tightly to the bones of his arm. The ring of the stone of eternity was worn on his hand, and it seemed as if it would be broken at any time.
It's like it slides off if it's not tight.
Anyone who sees this person can feel that the vitality and vitality of this person are ruthlessly and resolutely flowing away every second. If it were someone else, someone like him might have died long ago. I really don’t know what he is.
How did you still survive? How many years have you 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 rare and delicious in this sea, and the life energy is very abundant..."
"God said that the source and secret of life are in the embryo of life. As God's spokesperson on the earth, of course we are qualified to enjoy food..."
"Now we can only make do with it. When we reach the ice and snow wilderness, 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, and by accident, he actually made a name for himself here..."
For those in power in the Holy Light Empire, I am afraid that no one in this world 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 god is reincarnated and reborn with apocalyptic wisdom through dreams" and other tricks, have been completely used in
The Holy Light Empire is ruined. 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 capable and have connections, they want to
Whatever miracle is performed, people will be sent to support it. The most common support is to provide corresponding space equipment. For a group of foolish men and women who have never seen any world, a pastor can use it on some special occasions and time points.
The space equipment he carries around can conjure up some so-called "miracles" and "sensations", which is enough to cause a sensation.
In the Holy Light Empire, education for the poor 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 pastoral leaders of a certain level can have access to this kind of knowledge and can talk about this kind of things in private. And space equipment has another name in the Holy Light Empire, called artifacts. All the equipment in the world
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 Seminary.
"Lord Murphy is interested in Peter Hampres?"
"I'm interested in those water tanks of the Ancient God Religion. There are just a few containers for watering the flowers in my yard!" The young Archbishop of the Throne glanced at the old Archbishop 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, apart from things that can buy me time, other things don't mean much to me anymore!" the old Archbishop 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 getting 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 of the Holy Light Empire's Expeditionary Force had already completed an important agreement and compromise. While they were having a drink, 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 boat 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 that can 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 of 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 of them takes action, as long as Peter Hampres's Kraken dares to come, it will be a warrior for our expeditionary legion."
It’s just a snack, 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 knights, this should also be regarded as an entertainment activity on this boring journey!"
"Let's go today, Hack. From now on, each of you Scepter Chiefs will be responsible for one day. Before our fleet reaches the waters of the Ewendalla Islands, there should still be necessary deterrence. Otherwise, the people in the ice and snow wasteland will
These country bumpkins 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 conditions offered by the Chamber of Commerce in the Holy Kingdom of Iceland are 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 are 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... (To be continued.)