Chapter 578: Believers are equal to workers.
"Elf, don't think that having my Lord's oracle can make you speak unscrupulously. The church has profound thoughts in everything it does. This is the old world, not Ulthuan!" I was impressed
. , the arrogant and ferocious White Wolf Knight appeared again. After Imric mentioned Ulric, he really couldn't bear the condescending attitude of the elves. Even the Dwarf High King would respect Ulric when he mentioned it.
But in Prince Long's mouth, he seemed to be just a talkative, unimportant little guy.
Imric pushed the chair away, walked to Kristoff, slowly raised his arm on his waist, and stretched it towards the White Wolf Knight's neck.
Kristoff, who was defensive, wanted to push away, but his body was suppressed by a strong aura, making it difficult for him to move no matter how hard he pushed.
Knowing that he was completely shocked, he thought of Yurik's name in his heart, hoping that through the power of the White Wolf God, the elf would understand that not everyone wants to kneel on the ground and lick the noble heels.
But Yurik did not answer this prayer, and the divine power that was once full in his body was difficult to mobilize and turned into a pool of stagnant water.
With his height advantage, Imrik could easily lift the White Wolf Master's feet off the ground and let those eyes look at him.
Perhaps for a warrior, this posture only opens the door of the body, making it easier for enemies who show weakness to stab their swords into the abdomen, but the Dragon Prince is not worried about this.
After all, the fierce battle that Sotek declared was definitely not what the white wolf master could provide, and it would not take too much effort to crush him to death.
"Humans, don't take my good temper as weakness. The empire knows that Caledor has been plotting against Kislev for a long time, but it dares to be cautious and reach out here. Suppose you can help these barbarians
to It's okay to build a better home, but first you treat it as a hidden colony and then want to plunder believers. What are you doing? Have you realized how ugly you are? You don't even have a unified government. Dare to meddle in the affairs of other countries."
Imric put a little more force on his arm, not denying that Caledo had some double standards on this matter, which was somewhat similar to the empire's policy, but completely different in nature.
Regarding the most important belief of a race, I have never made any decision. Instead, I secretly help the Sizhengshen Church to develop among the people in the New World.
Make sure that even if something happens to the old world, there will at least be a chance to wake up again and finally contribute to the order camp.
Staring at the knight with firm eyes and trembling lips, as if he was praying, Imrik snorted disdainfully and threw him away to the wall.
The White Wolf Knight hit the wooden cabinet like a wild dog. After knocking over many displays, he squatted on the ground and held the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if he was planning to fight again.
The movement here alerted the outside guards. Elvis bluntly explained that the prince was here to handle private matters. If there was any movement, don't come in and leave.
He also pulled out the obsidian sword from behind. If Kristoff really dared to take action, the revengeful blade, which had tasted the blood of chaotic creatures, would not mind taking an extra human life.
Imrik walked up to the guarded Kristoff with his arms folded, and looked at him condescendingly,
"Pathetic guy, he keeps saying that he acts in the name of the gods, but he can't even figure out the thoughts of the gods. Tell your great pope , if the Church of Ulric is still like this, Caledor will terminate cooperation with it." Kristoff was silent for a long time, and the hand holding the sword hilt slowly loosened his grip. If it were just Imric's words, He would only think it was the elf's sophistry, but his prayers to Ulric had no effect at all. This made him reflect in his mind, was he really wrong?
"What do you mean by these words? How can an elf know Yurik's will?" "
Haha, think about it with your pitiful little heads, does Yurik care about the small number of believers in Kislev? ? There are countless people who believe in it, from the ports in the north to the gray mountains in the south, but the Four Righteous Gods rely on these believers to maintain their strength..." After speaking, Imric did not continue to explain, but just
gave Bai The wolf knight gave a meaningful look, opened the door and left.
Elvis took back his sword with some disappointment. To say that there was no friction between the two sides during the empire must be false. He had long been unhappy with the White Wolf Knights, but since the princes were gone, it was impossible to resolve the conflict. Expand.
He didn't make any unnecessary moves, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly, "You are really lucky. I haven't seen the prince angry for a long time. The prince now has the best temper among all the rulers of Caledor. One of them, if His Highness Mikhail were here, you would be dead."
"Elvis, tell me, have you ever accepted Sotek's oracle?" Kristoff's voice became a little... Hoarse, he found it unbelievable why an elf could guess the thoughts of gods, but the White Wolf Knight, a loyal believer, didn't even respond to his prayers.
The Grand Master of the Great Horned Viper chewed a sip of tea leaves and quickly spit them out. He felt that this was something, and the leaves in Ulthuan had a refreshing taste.
Slowly speaking his thoughts about the relationship between gods and believers,
"Yes, in general, let me kill rats and chaos. You have to be clear about one thing. We believers are essentially workers. We only need to do our jobs well. No You should never reach out to things that should be touched. Do you think a boss would like his subordinates to have too many ideas and want to annex another boss in his name? Moreover, these two bosses are on the same front." "
You You are really good at using metaphors... That's all, I will explain this matter to the Archpope." "
I'm glad you still have some sense, otherwise I might have to go back to Ulthuan, but why don't you dare to tell the prince Let's have a fight. I'm curious about how you're going to die."
"Haha."
Elvis felt bored by the sneer and ridicule. He put down the porcelain bowl and yawned before leaving. It was completely inappropriate to hold a meeting like this. It was a waste of time. He had followed Imric for ten years. The War Council assigned tasks to each other and then provided sufficient troops to solve them.
It was by no means as stingy as the discussion just now. Even who should be stationed at a stronghold would have to argue for a long time, for fear that all his men would die.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw his cousin Althea. The girl looked curious and asked, "The prince didn't look very good when he walked out just now. Did the imperial people offend him? I have long been unhappy with these monkeys. Have you killed a few of them?" "Sorry, no, but
specifically Don't ask what it is. Next, we will prepare for the war with all our strength, find some suitable candidates among the civilians, and expand the scale of the Giant Horned Viper." Althea felt bitter,
recruiting people was her job, and this position was barely adequate. It is considered safe, in a sense, to protect the only female members.
(End of chapter)