It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1611: Is the Dragon Clan a dragon act, or is it an alliance with magicians?
Chapter 1611: Is the Dragon Clan a dragon act, or is it an alliance with magicians?
On the vast expanse of blue waves, colorful birds spread their wings, circled and whined, and kept cursing.
In the city of Nevis, the spies installed by the Glorious Holy See raised their heads, stared at the clouds with their mouths open, and swallowed back the curse words.
Dragon, dragon!
Two giant dragons!
Spreading his wings, he flew out from the side of Yingol Peak, flew in a circle around the peak, and then plunged back into the heart of the mountain.
A giant white dragon with a pure white body, and a golden metallic dragon, sometimes held each other head to tail, and sometimes caught up and flew side by side. Moreover, they didn't even fight...
No fight!
This is so abnormal!
Isn’t it said that dragons are all violent, ferocious, and stingy beasts?
Doesn't it mean that the Dragon Clan attaches great importance to its territory, and anyone who is not allowed to enter will be immediately regarded as an enemy and expelled?
Doesn't it mean that dragons of different races cannot live together, otherwise they will start fighting immediately? Even dragons of the same race are likely to fight?
Why do they come to Nevis? Come to Yingol Peak?
Why didn't they fight each other or the magicians of Nevis?
Could it be that these giant dragons have formed an alliance with the Magic Council?
The spy shivered and silently retreated into the crowd. On the street, there were officials in charge of municipal administration beating gongs and drums and announcing:
"Don't panic, don't panic!"
"These two giant dragons are here to cooperate with our magicians' research and will not harass ordinary residents!"
"Everyone should do whatever they want, as long as they don't watch closely and don't get close to their dragon's nest - of course you can't get close - it won't trigger their attack!"
It seemed that the two parties had really agreed. With a tight chest, the spy climbed onto the carriage parked aside and shook the reins. With a soft shout, the passenger carriage started running with a "clack":
This information must be spread out quickly!
Let the Glory Holy City know that the magicians have dragons! They are suspected of forming an alliance with the dragon clan!
Those who want to fight, those who want to start a war, quickly change the direction, that is the Dragon Clan!
...Oh, there is no longer the Holy City of Glory...
The Holy City of Glory is indeed gone. The pope, the Paladins, the ascetic monks, the Grand Inquisitor, the legends who escaped from the Holy City of Glory and the legends who came from all directions tried and studied again and again, and finally confirmed one thing
:
The glorious holy city has become a cursed city.
In other words, after summoning divine grace and dying together with the demons suppressed under the Holy City, this city is no longer suitable for mortals to live in.
If the divine favor is too great, it will be a city in the sky that descends to the earth. Except for a few favored persons who are specially favored by the Lord of Glory, the rest are not allowed to live for a long time, or even set foot in the vicinity of the holy city.
How can the glory of God be allowed to be peeked at by mortals at will?
... Whatever you say. In short, except for those who have returned to heaven, the millions of residents of the Glory Holy City, from the most noble pope to the lowest poor, all have to find another place to live.
For the poor, this is a difficult journey. They leave their houses, their possessions, and even their family members who are seriously ill, seriously injured, and dying. Under the guidance of the priests, they endure hunger and brave the wind and rain, and move forward step by step.
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Where to go?
have no idea.
How long does it take to walk?
have no idea.
What will you do for a living after you reach your destination?
do not know either.
The clergy who lead them can only recite scriptures over and over again:
"The apostle of the Lord struck the rock with his staff, and water came out of the rock so that the people could drink."
"There were small round things on the ground like hoar frost, white in color and tasting like wafers mixed with honey. The apostle of the Lord said to the people, This is the food the Lord has given you."
"The Lord led their way in the pillar of cloud by day, and by night He gave them light in the pillar of fire, so that they could walk day and night..."
Well, no matter what, when they followed the clergy, they had food to eat and water to drink. If they were sick or in pain, someone would treat them.
No matter whether there will be a more severe relapse in a few days after treatment, in short, someone was treated at that time...
The clergy, especially high-ranking clergy, the pope and legends, actually bear greater pressure.
A city with a size of one million - well, 200,000 people have died so far - has to be relocated, and every day when you open your eyes, you have to eat and drink, walk a few steps, and have to be defecated.
Where to go?
How much land can accommodate them?
It must be a whole piece of land, a whole piece of idle land, and it cannot be land that has been occupied by others.
All around the Glory Holy City are the territories of high-level priests and high-level nobles. They are so densely occupied, where can one find a piece of land?
There is also land that cannot be farmed by tenants and can be given to new people...
The Pope is so worried, so worried that his head turns gray with worry. No one has shared this kind of sorrow!
The legends who came back urgently, such as [Unsullied Walker] Sigifrey, and [Hand of Mercy] Sister Marietta, are all noble in character and live an honest and simple life.
The ascetics, healers, and nuns under their command only need such a small area, where they can eat one liter of food a day and sleep on seven feet of ground at night.
It is simply impossible for them to mediate, exert pressure, or even blackmail to steal land from nearby clergy and nobles!
There is no demand at all!
The Pope could only lead his own staff to work hard. After making promises, communicating, and mediating, he finally managed to find a piece of flat land by the nearby San Brano Lake to settle the poor people——
The price is that the Archbishop of Mardin, one of the seven princes of the Kingdom of Lain, is the next pope by default.
The Archbishop of Mardin holds a prestigious position. The inheritance of this position comes from the Grand Chancellor of the Holy Empire. He is also the Pope's agent north of the Holy Mountain. He is the only priest besides the Pope who can be called the "Holy See"
personnel.
The only weakness is that the Archdiocese of Mardin occupies a prosperous and prosperous territory, but it is not large and its population is not too large.
Because of this weakness, the Pope was able to check and balance Archbishop Mardin, keeping him firmly in his own diocese and unable to reach out to the headquarters of the Glory Holy City.
But this time, the Pope can only make concessions to let the Glory Holy City breathe a sigh of relief. In addition to the civilians who need to be resettled, there are also a large number of clergy who need to be resettled, and a large number of churches that need to be rebuilt——
Although it is said in the scriptures that to house the holy ark, one only needs to weave a tent with wool and fine linen threads, and then draw a courtyard to accommodate the tent and curtains. However, if you are used to the majestic cathedral, you will never go back to the earth altar, tents and curtains.
The world of curtain!
The believers' faith will be shaken!
The confidence and glory of the clergy will also be shaken!
The power of faith will have nowhere to accumulate and nowhere to place... In short, the supreme and glorious Holy See must be matched by the supreme church!
If you want to have a church, a house, and a city, you need a lot of resources. Even if you bow to other dioceses, you have to slow down your tone.
As for whether the central power of the Glorious Holy See will be permanently sidelined or whether it can be regained again after this breath of relief, it is difficult to say.
The Pope's original idea was to find a soft persimmon to integrate the power of the Glorious Holy See and eliminate dissidents. Among them, the Kingdom of Kent, or the Magic Council of Nevis, is one of the soft persimmons that can be considered.
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As for whether this persimmon is soft, whether it can be pinched, and whether to pick individual persimmons, it remains to be further explored and the legends make a decision.
And now, just when the weak persimmon is about to be selected, an urgent piece of information comes from Nevis:
"dragon?"
"Dragon clan?"
"Two giant dragons?"
"Appeared openly in Nevis, did not attack the citizens, circled around, and then entered the heart of Ingor Peak?"
"Moreover, they are two giant dragons of different races..."
The legends of the Holy See are passing on the latest news. The white dragon and the bronze dragon, or the brass dragon? They are not mortal enemies. They will fight to the death when they meet, but they are never so close that they can fly together casually.
Moreover, since they were able to enter the mountainside of Yingol Peak, it can only be said that they should have reached some kind of agreement with the magicians.
"What level of dragon is it?" [Pale Sword] Ebi Lucio, who has taken over the Holy Knights, asked in a deep voice. After many years of fighting and traveling outside, he still knows the dragon clan quite well:
"I don't know... the spy who sent the news is relatively low-level. He just saw it on the street. He doesn't have the ability to judge the age and ability of the dragon..."
The chief referee twisted the message note in his hand and frowned slightly:
"Or, we need to use higher-level spies to find out the details?"
"It doesn't need to be a higher level. He can measure the size, right? Body length, tail length, just give a rough estimate and you can know which level of dragon it is." Abby Lucio said without even thinking about it:
"Measuring the size of giant beasts from a distance, I remember the Holy Knights taught... If the spies don't understand? If you don't understand, just send a message to him, let him learn it, and then pass the message over."
If it is just an adult dragon, then there is reason to suspect that it is just the behavior of a certain dragon, no, an individual dragon. Whether it is being hired, repaying a favor, forming a private alliance with a human, or even coming to visit, the reasons are endless.
A few years ago, wasn't the blasphemer named [Lord of Plague] also accompanied by a young silver dragon?
Going further, didn't a golden dragon visit the capital of the Kingdom of Kent and then accompany the blasphemer named [Lord of Thunder] to Nevis?
"So, if it is a legendary dragon, we can judge that the Dragon Clan and the Magic Council have formed an alliance?" The Pope stroked his beard, but his brows still did not open.
"No... It should be said that if it is an adult dragon, or a mature dragon, even if we attack it, we should be able to hold back... As long as we can hold back, the Dragon Clan should have no reason to intervene in a big way..."