These big shots are actually me

The old knight finally changed his expression and smiled:

"I have been here when I was young and have lived in this holy city for a long time. So even after many years, I am still used to seeing the magnificence and majesty of the Holy City and the Sea Capital."

"That's it!"

Kurt was a little surprised. Did the old knight actually have such an experience? Obviously he remembered that the old knight seemed to be a native of Loland, but the other party was his grandfather's elder.

It's really not surprising that such elders have things that little guys like themselves don't know.

So Kurt immediately clapped his hands in admiration and said:

"Your life and experiences are truly colorful!"

The old knight just smiled and stopped talking, closed his eyes and continued to stand behind Kurt with his sword.

Kurt, on the other hand, continued to turn around and admire the miracle of the Sea City.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that this capital city was really fascinating. At first, everyone's eyes would definitely be attracted to the sacred skeleton of the great ancient dragon Gran Sanks.

But after looking at it, you can't help but be attracted by the city wall and various glyphs lying under the big ancient dragon.

Those are the miracles of the Ocean Goddess and the achievements of the Storm King, and now they are the deeds of the saints and the Holy Spirits. The outstanding artistic attainments and carving skills make these supposedly boring religious carvings extremely beautiful and charming.

Even with the continuous efforts of the subsequent masters, the city wall was perfectly integrated with the holy skeleton of the ancient dragon. An amazing art of mutual dependence is formed.

It’s really outstanding when you taste it carefully!

Of course, the reason why Kurt was able to taste the City of the Sea so seriously was because the more he walked along the way, the more he felt that he came here just to get gold!

And it’s double gold plated!

One side is plated with the gold of the imperial nobles, and the other is plated with the gold of the Green Mask.

After all, he had no idea why the Church of the Sea Goddess would have trouble with him, the envoy of Laurent, or the Green Mask.

He is not an idiot who would attack the goddess statue!

It’s really not stable!

Kurt, who felt that he was absolutely safe, suddenly curiously asked the Patriarch walking beside him:

"Your Majesty, I am a little curious. Wasn't the great ancient dragon Granshanks shot down by an arrow from the Storm King in the legend?"

The Patriarch immediately nodded and said with a smile:

"Of course, His Majesty the Great Storm King shot down the ancient dragon Grand Sanks and the last arrogance of the dragon species with one arrow back then!"

"Then why can't I see the arrow wound on the big ancient dragon? Ah, please don't get me wrong, I'm just saying that in my hometown, the legend about this is that the huge gap shot by the Storm King's arrow tore apart the ancient dragon's life and the dragon. The body. But now I see that the holy remains of Grand Sanx don’t quite match the description from my hometown.”

"That's why I'm kind of curious about it."

Upon hearing this, the Patriarch immediately smiled and said:

"It turns out that this is it. Believers and busybodies always like to exaggerate the details. His Majesty the Storm King did shoot down the great ancient dragon Granshanks with one arrow. But he did not kill Granshanks as you said in the legend. Si's holy remains caused huge lacerations. Instead, they directly shattered the opponent's life essence! Fundamentally killing this powerful dragon species!"

"Otherwise, no matter how many master craftsmen we have here, we may not be able to use the holy remains of Grand Sanx as part of the city wall."

After hearing this, Kurt became more and more interested and said:

"But the arrow that can shoot down the ancient dragon must not be an ordinary holy object. I wonder if you have taken down that arrow? If so, I really want to see it with my own eyes!"

"Ah, this is not what you want. That arrow is indeed a very extraordinary thing. According to the scriptures, it should be a sealed object, but as for the specific path and level of the sealed object, we are also I don’t know, because the arrow has been buried somewhere deep in Grand Sanx’s holy body.”

"I see, I've learned a lesson!"

"By the way, as a distinguished guest, if you want, we can take you for half the price. Ahem, we can take you to the dragon head of Grand Sanx for free to visit this giant beast in detail from the outside to the inside. The holy remains!"

"Can you actually do this?"

"Of course. You are our distinguished guest! And we have been doing this a long time ago, but we will not put everyone in."

Hearing this, Kurt and Damu smiled understandingly and looked at the holy remains of Da Gu Long. At this time, Kurt's eyelids suddenly jumped for no reason.

But before he could think deeply, he heard the old knight behind him suddenly say:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Patriarch, you and your church cannot help but desecrate the holy relics, right?"

After the Patriarch glanced at the old knight, he smiled and said:

"Little guy. The enemy's holy remains are not considered sacrilege."

After the old knight glanced at Kurt, who was a little nervous, he bowed with a smile and said:

"I overstepped my limits! Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Patriarch!"

The Patriarch immediately said generously:

"Where are you talking?"

The incident seemed to have just passed.

It just means that Kurt felt a little panicked again without realizing it.

It felt like I was jumping back and forth in front of a big pit. At any time, you may make a mistake and roll into the pit, where you will be chewed up in the mud.

Is this what happened today? It doesn't seem to be the case. It seems to be something?

Ah, why has the sky changed? !

-

In the Privy Council of the Sea City, it serves as the center of power of the Ocean Goddess Church, because the Ocean Goddess is a deity who has the king as her partner and consort.

Therefore, although the Capital of the Sea has not established the Kingdom of the Sea, it has never established a pope or a pope.

Because this is suspected of cutting off the royal power, and this is true even now, after the Storm King has been away for many years. Because everyone knows this is something that cannot stick.

However, in order to facilitate the management of the church and guide believers, the church also established the Privy Council and Thirteen Cardinals, or Thirteen Cardinals, according to the instructions of the Storm King, forming a management organization similar to the Roman Senate.

However, the Thirteen Cardinals do not have lifelong consuls like Caesar, and there is no distinction between each other. All issues are basically decided by them through discussion.

But this was during the Storm King period. To this day, although they still have not established a chief bishop similar to the Pope, they have set up a rotation system on the edge.

That is, thirteen cardinals take turns serving as Speaker according to a certain number of years.

In the beginning, the rotation period of the rotation system was still once a year, and the speaker's power was only slightly greater than that of a normal cardinal.

But as time goes by and the goddess keeps letting go.

This rotation period is getting longer and longer, and the speaker's power is getting bigger and bigger.

But what's interesting is that today, the cardinals are dissatisfied with this. It's not that they want to wait for their turn to have more years and greater rights, but they feel that the Speaker has stayed up there for too long. For a long time, the benefits gained are too great.

Obviously before the other party came up, he was just the same cardinal as them.

So they started trying to limit the speaker's rights and term of office again. It's a pity that they were having too much fun earlier and now they can't hold it back anymore.

And the funniest thing is that the twelve cardinals themselves are not monolithic.

The contemporary Speaker, His Majesty St. Marshall, was discussing something with a cardinal in his study.

"are you sure?"

The other party nodded immediately and said:

"I am very sure!"

St. Marshall immediately slapped the table happily and said:

"That's no problem! I will be able to successfully reject their request this time!"

After speaking, Saint Marshall also smiled and patted the other party's shoulder and said:

"Then before I go down, I will definitely lift you up! And I will try my best to help you, no, I will help you extend your rotation period!"

The other party left here satisfied after receiving St. Marshall's guarantee.

Both parties here are still extremely friendly and sincere.

But what is interesting is that both parties are obviously the apex of the church, theoretical believers among believers, and pious among pious. But no one begins or ends in the name of the goddess or even the king.

And the closer they get to the center of the Privy Council, the statues of the goddess and the king become more blurred or simply covered with white silk cloth filled with cryptic scriptures.

It is a beautiful name, but I dare not let the gods and my king see the old and ugly body of a mortal.

Therefore, when the cardinal left the speaker's study and prayer room, he instantly stopped smiling.

Then he glanced at the closed door behind him with an unpredictable expression. The door had been replaced a long time ago. The original door and the doors of each of their bishops had His Majesty the Storm King's clear engravings on them.

Now it has been replaced by a goddess sculpture with a blurred face. Or simply replaced by a certain saint.

In the end, the cardinal couldn't help but reveal a weird smile that should never appear on a priest's face.

‘Aside from being able to make money, he is really a fool with no brains at all! Tsk tsk, if it hadn't been for a small problem with the church's funds, who among us would have pushed you up! Still want to reject it? Haha, but do I really want to do this? ’

With this thought, the cardinal slowly left here.

Under the door behind him, St. Marshall, who had been so friendly just now, suddenly turned cold.

With a stern face, he slowly raised his hand to prop up his chin.

‘All these years of hard work have come to fruition in just a few days! These people should be pretty much divided by now, right? ’

‘Hahaha, they must be thinking about cooperating with those people so that they can pull me down and at the same time raise their hands, right? ’

‘What a pity, you are just a bunch of fools who look smart! And not grateful! It was obvious that I was spending the gold pounds that I had earned so hard, but you didn’t even know that you were grateful to me! Tsk tsk, you deserve to lose! ’

After shaking his head, St. Marshall stood up and walked to the corridor behind him. This was a habit he had developed over the years, which was to constantly walk in the depths of the Privy Council.

This place used to be the place he longed for most, so when he really got here, he liked walking back and forth in it even more.

Although there is nothing particularly secretive, interesting or luxurious to see, just walking around can make him extremely happy physically and mentally.

While walking, His Majesty St. Marshall thought proudly:

‘It seems that these people have almost forgotten Her Majesty the Goddess, tsk tsk. Obviously our church is a serious church of the true God. These people actually think that the real power is in their hands? ! ’

‘But it doesn’t matter, let me tell them who the real master of the church is when the time comes! ’

Thinking about his perfect plan, St. Marshall walked triumphantly, but suddenly, he frowned and looked at a small door beside him.

"Was there this door before?!"

St. Marshall looked over suspiciously, then held up a small wind blade in his hand and pushed open the unimpressive door.

As soon as he entered, his eyelids were twitching and he lowered his head, because it was filled with statues of goddesses of different sizes and movements!

But the strange thing is that there are more statues of other things around these statues, and the carvers seem to have very poor skills?

At least many of the statues of St. Marshall have no clue what they are. However, the statues of the goddess are still easy to identify. After all, the statues of the goddess seem to have been carefully carved.

who is it? Who could fill the sacred privy council with such poorly executed statues of gods? And there are so many sculptures that have nothing to do with the goddess around the statue?

And have I seen this door before? !

At this moment, Saint Marshall felt deeply that his brain was overloaded.

He seemed to have seen this door before, but also seemed not to have seen it before, and his ambiguous memories began to jump around crazily.

This also made St. Marshall's heart even more unbearable.

After taking a deep breath and wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, His Majesty St. Marshall quickly said mass to the goddess statues inside the door and then planned to bow down and leave.

But he didn't know if he accidentally caused something, but a wooden statue suddenly rolled down in front of him in his peripheral vision.

This made St. Marshall, who felt a little guilty, immediately take a closer look.

This seems to be the statue of His Majesty the Storm King? Well, the carving is really bad, but this shape should be of His Majesty the Storm King, right?

With a stabbing sound, the wooden sculpture suspected to be the Storm King suddenly cracked several holes in front of St. Marshall.

Even before St. Marshall could rescue him, it was completely shattered into several pieces of broken wood with no shape.

St. Marshall was briefly stunned when he saw the statue of the suspected king shattered in front of him.

She held her head and screamed like a woman!

"Wow--!"

154 This must be divine revelation! (5k)

At this moment, the majesty of St. Marshall, who was as distorted as a world-famous painting, screamed crazily for a long time.

Only then did he finally calm down in extreme fear.

He kept beating his chest and said to himself crazily: