An associate professor in life engineering travels to a medieval European fantasy world. Using modern biochemistry, he discovers that viruses, bacteria, and parasites extinct in human history are a...
It's too late to talk...
The first to launch an attack was a retired Supreme Court judge. It's hard to imagine that a thin old man nearing seventy, who was at home recuperating, could be so agile and decisive.
He turned to the side, shuffled his feet, and, using the cover of those around him, pretended to stumble and stomped hard on the bishop's foot.
Taking advantage of Fabian's scream, he bent down and scooped up a target he had already set his sights on—a 'double-eared crystal pendant spouted pot'—and hid it inside his wide robe.
Perhaps at first some people were wary of the church's authority, but after seeing someone take the lead, and with the idea that "the law does not punish the masses," people began to act one after another.
What started as stealthily taking things escalated into blatant robbery.
Having abandoned their reserve and self-respect, the nobles no longer felt any psychological burden. They opened the remaining wooden boxes with their hands and picked up the sacred objects, discussing them loudly with others.
The shouts and pleas of the bishop and other clergy, amidst the laughter of others, unsurprisingly became background noise in this power struggle.
In the end, the nobles of the Silver Ring Kingdom left satisfied, leaving behind only straw on the floor of the hall and a mess in the room.
"Your Excellency, your...your shoes..."
The assistant priest walked to his superior, who had been pushed to the corner and was sitting blankly on the ground, and handed him a cloth shoe whose original color was no longer discernible, with trembling hands.
Bishop Fabian's facial muscles twitched. He took a deep breath, his expression like that of a victim who had just recovered from being robbed, and he shouted angrily, "A bunch of robbers! Barbarians!"
After cursing for a while, he slowly stood up with the help of others and asked heavily, "How much is left?"
"There are 26 items left, and four of them are broken."
The bishop was taken aback, thought for a moment, and then said, "If I remember correctly, these relics were brought back from the north by that monk named Todd?"