Chapter 166 The Long Talk in the Sanctuary
Chapter 166 ·Long Talk in the Sanctuary
The invitation from the Pope Crown made Leren feel off guard. He turned around and looked at the adopted son of the Elector, Feng Tugenheim, who was also surprised. The latter could not understand the meaning of the Great Emire Emil's move. After the two looked at each other, the adopted son of the Elector nodded: "We still have a lot of time. Leren, it is unwise to refuse the Great Emire Crown. Don't worry, go to the Holy Fire Hall. We are waiting for you in the main hall."
"Okay." Leren nodded and responded, followed Pope Yurik's steps, and walked towards the inside of the sanctuary of the Great Temple.
In the place surrounded by the combat priest, White Wolf Knight and Wolf God monk, the Uric Cathedral, which has always been regarded as absolutely safe, is filled with the will of the Wolf God. The closer to the Holy Fire Hall, the fewer people Leren will see, and even the fewer Pastor Yurik who prays.
A tapestry more than ten meters long hangs down from the dome, and there are only two people's footsteps in the long corridor.
Pope Emil held the scepter and said nothing, just letting Leren follow him.
On the white rock walls on both sides of the corridor, murals and reliefs with ancient carving skills showed the passingers a series of tragic victory of the White Wolf God of War. In each mural, there is always a burly and sturdy man highlighted by white glowing paint. He held a huge cone-headed warhammer with lightning in his hands, a wide wolf skin with fangs exposed on his shoulders, and his naked body roared like a challenge to the demon army he faced.
The light outside passed through the hollowed-out dome of the Great Temple, and bright white light refracted on the white rock, illuminating every corner of the sanctuary. In Leren's eyes, the fierce fighting in the mural seemed to be alive. The young baron could even see the muscle curves of the wolf god Yurik when he waved the warhammer.
"What a miracle!" During the walk, Leren couldn't help but exclaim.
"The origin and history of the Uric Church is much deeper than that of the Justice Church. As early as when the ancestors of the Angurs fought bloody battles on this land and were blessed by our Lord, the Ambug tribe under Rick was still a mess." Pope Emil stopped and looked at a mural with deep eyes. It was the scene of the Angurs and the Teutonics fighting bloody battles with the Oak orcs at the foot of the Wolf God Fist Peak. After the victory of mankind, the foundation of the north and the establishment of Midenheim were laid.
"But Charlemagne was the God of God of Wolf, and he saved the dying empire from the Chaos Army, expelled the darkness, and unified the current territory. Now the glory of Sigma shines on the entire old world." Leren said undeniably, staring at Pope Yurik, "The God of Wolf saved the ancestors of the north, Sigma saved the whole world, my great pope."
"Oh?" The Pope Emil's eyes stared at the young baron before him, and his tone gradually became stronger: "People of the Justice Church always like to debate the glory and pioneering nature of Yurik. If you come to declare war in religion, the Grey Wolf Knight will be happy to drive you out of Midenheim, or even Miden."
Not long ago, Emil, who was still calm and gentle, instantly turned into a majestic and cold look, and a terrible majesty enveloped Leren.
Leren was silent, calm and unmoved.
"I know what I want to say, to stand up against the witch hunter who made contributions?" Pope Emil said in a deep voice, the white jewelry on his chest flashed with the victory of the wolf god Yurik's victory in the winter wolf guardian was shining.
The atmosphere in the corridor of the sanctuary suddenly became serious, and his wolf-eyed eyes stared at Leren, waiting for his answer.
The atmosphere was very quiet at one time.
"Hate is persevering, they are like zombies of tars, and they stay in people's own hearts forever." Leren said seriously: "Popular Crown, perhaps it is time to end the hostility of the north and south. Yurik is a generous god. He gave his ancestors land and allowed other deities to take root and sprout in their holy cities. But we cannot ignore the merits brought to the empire by the Church of Justice, especially those witch hunters who have suffered undesirable persecution."
"Lelen Wald, tell me what is the core doctrine of the Yuric Church?" Pope Emil narrowed his eyes, and he did not interrupt Lelen's words at the first time.
"Please give me a message." Leren shook his head.
"Let Uric's sacred fire burn in his holy land forever, this is the doctrine of my Lord, and it is also the reason why Midenheim has been standing for thousands of years." The powerful voice of the Pope spread throughout the holy place.
Since the founding of the empire, countless statues of heroes and martyrs have quietly surrounded the sanctuary.
"We all know that the public is always foolish and follow the trend, and the truth is always in the hands of a few people. If one day you are in a high position and in a dilemma, what should you do? Should you follow the majority of people blindly being entangled in attacking others, or should you stick to your own opinions and defend your own obsession?" Emil paused word by word.
Leren did not speak, which was a very difficult question to answer. Ignorance is a force that the empire cannot ignore. What's more, the core of the empire is the ignorance of most people. It is difficult for many major churches, many nobles and bureaucrats to give a perfect answer.
"You are very smart and know that this question is difficult to answer. I have asked many new bishops and pastors, the long-famous White Wolf Knights, and the energetic nobles. The answers they gave are always the latter, and insist on their own opinions to defend their obsessions in their hearts." Emil signaled that Leren was not in a hurry to answer the question: "They were just exposed to the church and politics, and they still retained the view of making changes. But facts prove that personal obsessions often change with the majority, not the personal will change the majority. The emergence of the Three Emperors period is even more a symbol of the destruction of personal obsessions."
The young baron frowned, and he understood a little about the meaning conveyed in the words of Pope Yurik.
During the Three Emperors period, the Grand Duke of Steel was elected as the Emperor of the Empire and was crowned in the city of Nunn. Tarabek led the female emperor of the Emperor of the City of Otilier and established himself as the Empress of the Empire. The Elector of the Emperor of Midden saw the dispute and also established himself as the Emperor of the Empire in the Great Temple of Yurik in Middenheim. Since then, the three autonomous municipalities and ten provinces have been conquering each other, causing the Empire, the strongest country in the old world, to fall from the altar and its national power to decline.
"At that time, Miden, Manred III, and the White Wolf Emperor, did he voluntarily choose to become the third emperor? No, Manred III was forced to ascend the throne by the will of the whole north. He was cowardly by nature, not like his ancestor, the "Rat-killer", Manred I, the real White Wolf Emperor." Pope Emil waved his hand coldly and glanced at the statue in a corner of the corridor of the sanctuary: "The Grand Duke of Steele during the Three Emperors promised many benefits to the northern provinces, and the treaty proposed almost used the wealth of the southern provinces to support the north, but at the negotiating table, the believers of Yurik did not agree to his treaty. Do you know the reason?"
"It is the continuous suppression of the Justice Church that made the believers of Yurik in the north feel resentful, and thus the thought of separating the empire. Just as the core of my doctrine, the Yurik's sacred fire burned in his holy land forever, and it cannot even be defended. Even if the individual's will is strong, the church still cannot stop the will of most people."
"To completely end the opposition between the north and the south, the empire must have a second 'savior' His Magnus, or a co-select of Sigma and Yurik, to eliminate the conflicts that have lasted for many years, is not that easy." Emil continued: "You think too much from the perspective of the Justice Church, ignore the long-accident conflict between the two churches. Just like our Elector, he completely abandoned his Elector's position and chose to stand on the side of the Elector's believers. Boris is a devout believer, and everything he does is for the church, but he does not know that his extreme way is to destroy everything he cherishes."
It is hard to imagine that this is what Pope Yurik said in person, and Leren increasingly feels that this conversation is crucial.
"Our observance of the doctrine is not to make us stand up for ourselves. Personal faith can give him courage, while the whole faith will only push the church to the brink of destruction."
The wolf eyes of the Emir looked up at the murals on the dome of the Great Temple, as if seeking the wisdom of the wolf god Yurik: "Do you think I don't know some ideas and apostasy in the church? The wolf howlings who kill blood on the battlefield and are also angry and fanatical in life are completely a group of crazy believers, often destroying other sects, saying everything is driven by the courage of our Lord, letting them destroy wantonly and break away from the enforcement of believers. Will I release such believers from the outside world?! They are destroying the credibility and reputation of the Yurik church!"
"I ordered the Grey Wolf Knights and the Wolf Howling Cultivator to stay at the Great Temple of My Lord and order them not to leave Midenheim. These are only suitable for going to the battlefield and not suitable for proclaiming the will of My Lord. The church does not need these idiots. They must stay in a more useful and suitable place and play their value!"
"While the Northern Cross Knights stationed in the central mountains and patrolling the dark forces of the brass fortress, they found their own ways and balance in faith and reality, this makes me believe in the Northern Cross Knights."
"Yes." Leren nodded without comment.
People have a very high evaluation of the Knights of the Northern Cross. They vow to refuse to enjoy the comfort of civilized life and live a simple life in the Knights fortress in the central mountains. They fight on the frontier of civilization and understand the teachings of the White Wolf God of War.
Pope Yurik has already given Leren the answer to the questions he mentioned, and these things are all involved in the core of the problem.
"Under Emile, you mean that you have always wanted to end the current situation and merge the expectations of the people and the church, which is the responsibility you bear." Leren pondered for a while and raised his head.
"Haha~~ Very good, very good." Pope Emil finally nodded in praise and laughed like an old wolf: "Lelen Wald, you understand faster than I thought. I now understand why you can handle affairs in your own territory."
"People's advice!" Leren knew Emil had something to say, so he followed suit.
"Well." Emil nodded: "As a nobleman of Midden, even a nobleman who believes in Sigma, I promise you that the Yurik Church will not interfere in any affairs of your territory. This is also the condition you need. However, my request must be achieved, to maintain and protect all people, regardless of faith or church. You must be just like my Lord Yurik, to make everyone feel convinced and respected, so that your rule can continue."
"I have always expected that Midden would appear a man like you. Perhaps, as your fame grows and your territory prospers under your rule, the believers of the two major churches will realize that the Church of Justice and the Church of Yurik can live in peace and share the empire and let the Holy Fire of Our Lord shine on the world."
"But at the same time, you must remember that your personal will is related to everything under your rule. Never let most people blind you. The power of faith is extremely difficult to control, and you must learn to use it." Finally, Pope Yurik taught Leren completely in an exhortation tone.
"I understand, Pope Emil." The young baron benefited a lot, and the pope's words deeply penetrated his heart.
"Follow me." Emil turned around and continued to walk towards the inside of the sanctuary.
At the end of the corridor, the light gradually became dim, as if it was driven by some kind of force. Two knights in wolf skins and wearing thick plate armor armed to their teeth appeared at the end of their sight. The blessing power of the wolf god flowed around them, carrying a giant sword behind them, standing still motionless on both sides of the giant stone gate.
The Emir Pope walked straight up and waved his hand. The two knights immediately pushed open the giant stone door carved with countless shining runes behind them, "Come in, Leren, in front of you is the true miracle of my Lord, the eternal fire."
In the dim and grand Holy Fire Hall, the circular brazier more than ten meters wide in the middle was marked with several teudon crosses on the edge, and the burning blue flames rushed straight to the dome, erecting sixteen obsidian giant pillars around the eternal holy fire, supporting the magnificent dome of the Holy Fire Hall, refracting the stimulating fire. A hanging stone bridge connected the outer and inner layers of the Holy Fire Hall.
It is rumored that the eternal holy fire of the Wolf God is as cold as frost, and it is indeed the case.
Leren walked into the Holy Fire Hall and stopped at the edge of the hanging stone bridge. In his eyes, eleven white wolf knights wearing white wolf fur cloaks and carrying warhammers or battle axes stood solemnly on the stone steps on the inner floor of the Holy Fire Hall. They were silent and said nothing, and the only thing that existed in their eyes was the eternal Holy Fire.
"They are the guards of the Holy Fire. Only powerful knights with the strength of the Knights' great mentor are qualified to serve next to the Holy Fire of my Lord." The great pope's deep voice echoed in the Hall of the Holy Fire, and the wolf's eyes were full of reverence: "Before I became the Pope, I guarded the Hall of the Holy Fire for seventeen years and received supreme glory!!"
"Boom~~~"
As if responding to Emil's words, the eternal fire burned even more violently, splashing out countless blue and white sparks.
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