This is our home

In the square, some people hugged each other and cried, some wiped their tears secretly, and some cried loudly.

Grief is contagious. Mason sighed softly, realizing even more that the Queen of Insects deserved to die.

"I'm sorry, this is all I can do now. Later, I will definitely destroy the City of Bugs."

Hearing his promise, Ricks forced a smile and asked, "You don't have to apologize, this is enough. I have one more thing to trouble you with. Can you submit a suggestion to the Nobles Association to change our name? Can we... stop being called the Kneeling Bug?"

They will no longer kneel to anyone for survival.

Under Ricks's expectant gaze, Mason nodded without hesitation: "No problem, I'll do it when I get back."

Rex smiled foolishly and couldn't help but wipe away his tears. Eating well, dressing well, and living a normal life is the daily life of many people, but it is something that the former kowtowers would never dare to think about. The boy handed him a handkerchief with a look of confusion on his face: "It's obviously a happy thing, why are you crying again?"

"I'm sorry for embarrassing myself in front of you. I, I just feel... I'm so happy."

It might be embarrassing for a grown man to cry like this in front of a teenager. But if you haven't seen the tragedy with your own eyes, don't say it doesn't exist. Being an adult doesn't mean you can't break down, it just means they have lost the right to avoid it. In front of Mason, Ricks seemed to cry out all the pain and struggle along the way, and his tears soaked his hand. After crying, he was able to stand up straight and face a new day.

No matter what he said, the boy just listened quietly. Finally, he patted Ricks on the shoulder and asked gently, "It will be better in the future. The children are now in school and starting to study, right?"

Ricks looked at him gratefully and tried to calm down: "Yes, all the children of the right age have entered the school. [Confession] protested that he didn't want to be kicked by bad kids every day. We built new schools in other places, and now it has been fully popularized. Thanks to Mr. Adam's research, the demand for manpower has been greatly reduced. In addition, the blood pollution of many people has been curbed. Although it is very weak, it is no longer deteriorating."

"By the way, Rambo said that he plans to connect New Town and Ronald Town to build a super-large city. Then, with it as the center, he will connect with the territories of other nobles to establish a circulation-type territory."

Isn't this what we called business radiation zones and industrial clusters in our previous life? I'm dying of laughter. Which liberal arts student hasn't learned this?

Mason found the plan sounding more and more familiar, and he gave a few suggestions while listening to the plan. Ricks hurriedly wrote it down, admiring the other's omnipotence while planning to send it to Rambo later.

After talking about this, Mason thought of another thing: "Has the church done anything recently?"

At this point, Ricks was amused: "The church was very quiet and did not take any action. I guess they were scared of you."

What happened in Guixiang City had already spread all over the country, even to the south. When Rex thought about how those people dared to bully their own lord, he couldn't help but feel repulsive: "I guess they won't dare to mess with you again. Having God's grace means you are God's favorite. If the church targets you, it's a slap in the face of their God."

"That's not necessarily the case. Even if the church doesn't come, we still have to take the initiative to provoke them."

"???" Ricks suspected that he had heard it wrongly, "You said we should take the initiative to provoke?"

"That's right. We can't coexist with the church. When the school spreads to a certain extent, that's when we will really start the decisive battle. Now it's just a minor fight at best. He stopped my development, and I just slapped him in the face. In short, we should put the construction of the school and the popularization of people's knowledge first."

"This is a bit difficult. The nobles don't want too many schools to be built in their territories. Otherwise, it will easily lead to population loss or lack of labor. I will do my best."

"If there are really stubborn people, I will visit them in person."

"I see."

Since Mason said so, Ricks nodded and agreed to do the job. He remembered something.

"One more thing. If you have time, why not go to Ya'an City. Earl Ya'an has reached an agreement with Lamboda, and he will do his best to help us. As long as it does not harm Ya'an City, we can carry out a certain degree of transformation of Ya'an City. Earl Ya'an has provided a lot of business preferential policies, which are very good for us."

"He actually agreed to this?"

Mason was genuinely surprised.

Territory rights are divided into two categories: internal affairs and military power. If all management rights are given to Xinzhen, then the latter will control at least one-third of the rights of Yan'an City.

Even though it is only one-third, Ya'an is the core town where the Earl is located, while the new town is still under development and its weight cannot be compared.

What kind of drug did Rambo give to Count Ya'an to make him agree to such a condition? The most important thing is that when they contacted each other before, Ya'an didn't reveal anything.

Mason complained in his heart, but agreed tentatively: "Okay, I'll go take a look when I have time."

After handing over all the scattered matters, Rex completely returned to his usual carefree self.

He smiled and said, "We still have some time left. Why don't you go around town and have a look? I'm sure everyone will welcome you."

"Forget it. I'm just here temporarily, so there's no need to make a big fuss. But there is a place I want to go."

Mason had an idea, and following his wishes, Ricks led him to the church.

The corpse of the Queen of Insects was still hanging on the cross, being spit upon by the crowds. The gate was closed tightly, as if to welcome visitors.

Ricks ran over and knocked on the door. After a while, a voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Ricks!"

"Roll, roll, roll."

"Stop it! Brother Poison, please open the door! I have something to talk to you about! Something good, something important, something really important!"

"Get lost! You're definitely up to no good by looking after me!"

"If you don't open the door, I won't leave today!"

Under Ricks's insistence, the priest reluctantly opened the door. He saw Ricks and Mason behind him at a glance, and his tone suddenly became resentful.

"You dare to come back?"

Mason was stunned for a moment, and replied subconsciously: "Why don't I dare to come back?"

"What are you talking about? If it weren't for you, would I have become a street rat? Being a priest in the South is a life worse than death for me!"

The poison is sprayed out as soon as it opens its mouth, not caring at all about the difference in status between the other person and oneself.

Hearing this, Mason couldn't just pretend nothing had happened, and secretly felt guilty. No wonder Poison was full of resentment. His lord had taken the lead in opposing the church. As a priest who stayed here, his life was naturally not very good. If they were not very familiar with each other, Poison would have been beaten out by the townspeople and hid back in the north in disgrace.

Seeing that Mason knew what he meant, Poison snorted coldly, let the other party into the church first, then took out a secret letter from his arms and threw it in front of Mason.

"Laugh, you still dare to laugh, just see what to do with this first."

The secret letter was already opened and had the church's holy emblem attached to it. Mason took out the letter and roughly scanned the contents.

Dear Poison Bishop:

Thank you for your long-term contribution to the Church. You have made outstanding achievements in missionary activities in the south, and the previous Pope has praised your achievements many times. In view of the current situation of abandoning faith and chaos in the south, the Church will entrust you with a special mission...】

The boy couldn't help but look surprised: "...They let you be a spy?"

Poison sneered: "Yes, I was entrusted to secretly promote the faith of the Lord of All Things and All Powers in the south, and become a bridge for the invasion of the church's faith. What do you think after reading this, Lord?"

"That's... quite an idea."

Mason couldn't think of any words to describe his feelings. Yes, on the surface, Poison's identity is indeed very suitable. First, although he does not believe in gods, he has been able to stay in the church for so many years and even get a high position. There must be a lot of people behind him. Second, he is powerful and not afraid of the threat of local bloodlines. The third and simplest point is that he is a ready-made priest with a natural missionary environment.

But you don't even consider whether the other party wants to pass it on. The poison is written all over the face, saying that whoever wants to do it can do it, it's none of my business anyway. If it wasn't for Mason to see, I'm afraid I don't know where to throw it.

Mason noticed that the secret letter contained valuable materials that could not be opened except by the recipient, and he felt a little pity for the church.

He asked Poison: "What do you think?"

The latter was puzzled: "Isn't this a question you should be thinking about? You are the lord, do you still want me to think for you?"

Poison followed the principle of "getting paid for what you do" to the end. Mason hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help asking, "How did you become the bishop of the church?"

There is a huge difference between the two titles of priest and bishop. The former can be used to refer to all clergy who can hold purification ceremonies, while the latter can only be high priests recognized by the Pope. In other words, despite Poison's appearance, he is even among the top in the entire church.

Poison replied nonchalantly: "If you can't beat him, just surrender. What else? If I couldn't beat the Pope, I would have run away long ago."

He is dead now, and you didn't run away. Mason looked at him silently and said, "You should stay in the south for now and deal with them perfunctorily. If you need to preach, wait for me to send you a book of doctrine tonight, and then you can preach according to that."

Poison agreed nonchalantly: "You have the final say, just don't forget my salary. [Confession] keeps complaining in my ear that its pillars were kicked down by those kids and I have to buy materials to repair them."

"Yours is indispensable."

Mason naturally agreed. As for subordinates, you have to use them to their utmost, ensure their treatment, and preferably have a grateful heart. Otherwise, how can you get them to work overtime voluntarily?

Many people around them sneezed at the same time, rubbed their noses doubtfully, and wondered if they had forgotten to put on more clothes recently. Poison was no exception, he looked up and down at Mason, thinking, isn't this a good thing? Why doesn't he seem as happy as he thought?

When Ricks and Mason left the church, it was already late. The sunset glowed like huge cockscombs blooming in the sky, and like layers of brocade falling to the ground. The red and yellow colors blended into distinct and harmonious layers.

The townspeople who had just returned from work walked home in groups of two or three, chatting. Some had obvious marks of insects on their bodies, while others were normal. The two groups walked together in harmony.

There was no hostility, no crowding, no disgust at the sight of those insect limbs.

"It wasn't like this at the beginning. Even though the conflict between the two sides was reduced by adding workstations, two groups were still formed. It was time that allowed them to gradually merge together. The Partington Mutation brought huge losses and caused a surge in the number of mutants in the central region. As a result, the laws governing mutants were relaxed. Nowadays, as long as they are not dangerous bloodlines, many places have become accustomed to the existence of mutants."

Ricks looked at the scene with emotion in his eyes. He had personally experienced the chaos at that time and understood how difficult it was.

As he was talking, several children ran over laughing, and one of them almost bumped into Mason, who supported him in time and rubbed his red antennae.

"Be careful."

"Thank you! Sorry, I almost bumped into you."

The child blushed as he thanked the gentle and handsome older brother, feeling a little embarrassed.

The other party smiled softly: "Nothing, aren't there any classes today?"

“Today is a holiday!”

No matter which world the children are from, they will get very excited when talking about vacation. Mason laughed dumbly: "Remember to do your homework and go have fun."

After hearing the first half of the sentence, the child's expression suddenly fell, but after hearing the second half, he ran away happily. Several children of similar age but different appearances were playing and chasing each other, and the adults passing by smiled when they saw them. Until some of them found that the children running on the road were their own children.

The man's face darkened immediately: "John, aren't you doing your homework at home?"

“…! I’m not John! I don’t know you, John is at home doing his homework!”

The child shuddered, turned and ran while yelling. The man's forehead was bulging with veins, and he grabbed a fallen branch by the roadside: "You are not John, right? Little boy, then don't run!"

The two of them chased each other, and soon they heard the child's cry of "Aiya, ahiya" for mercy, and the kind laughter immediately spread throughout the streets and alleys.

Mason couldn't help but smile when he saw this. Rex stood beside him and heard the boy muttering things like "Looks like we still need to get the exams out as soon as possible...", "Annual exams, monthly exams, semester exams, biweekly exams, weekly exams, which one should I start with...", "I'll definitely be more motivated after the report cards need to be signed by parents" and so on.

The man felt a chill all over his body, as if he had heard something chilling. He quickly spoke to interrupt the other person's thoughts.

"My Lord, I heard that you are in danger in the West. Is that true?"

Mason came back to his senses: "The fog in the west is thicker, the pollution is stronger, and it is also where monsters gather, so the environment is naturally worse."

Ricks said, "If you need me, I can come over anytime."

"I appreciate your kindness, but if you leave, what will happen here?"

The boy turned his head and looked at Rex, with a very gentle smile on his lips. Rex was stunned, and saw the dusk and sunset of this land in the other's eyes.

"Even if I leave, others can take good care of this place. Amelia is a good girl and is very good at housekeeping. The insects are strong and healthy, and the patrol team is enough to maintain the safety of the town. There will be no problem if I leave for the time being. But you are different, Lord Earl. I know that these good days are given by you."

"I have met many good people in my life. Duke Mertan gave me a chance to be reborn. Mr. Aureus gave me the courage to face the past again. And you, you gave us hope and a future to continue living here. If anyone wants to target you, it means he wants to destroy our home and turn us into homeless insects again. Even if it costs me my life, I will never let him go."

At the end of the conversation, a cold light like ice appeared in the eyes of the Bloodline. The usual playful smile quietly disappeared, replaced by the cold and cruel leader who left a bloody footprint with every step, ate mud and drank dew, and escaped to the border from the black fog with half of his body blurred by blood and flesh.

The more people emerge from the sea of ​​blood and corpses, the more they understand the value of peace. But in order to protect the people who bring them the future, Ricks is willing to go to the West again.

Hearing his serious words, the count smiled softly.

He turned around and stood right in front of Rex. The boy was not yet mature and had to raise his head slightly to look him in the eye. But his aura was calm and majestic, full of the majesty of a superior and the warmth of a spring breeze. The two contradictory temperaments blended together, but it didn't seem abrupt.

"You know what, Rex? Actually, at the beginning, I just wanted to survive. I didn't care about other people. I just wanted to get out of bed, or at least not be paralyzed like a vegetable. At that time, I could never have imagined that one day someone would say such words to me and be willing to sacrifice their life to be by my side."

"I am glad that all the hard work I have put into this journey has paid off. You are willing to give me your life, and I am willing to promise you that as long as I am alive, I will never let you become homeless."

Rex also stopped. The wind blew gently between the two of them, carrying the aroma of cooking smoke. The bus ran smoothly on the road, and occasionally a few harmless tamed monsters ran across the street, following their masters closely.

Perhaps due to their background, the superiors and subordinates in the City of Worms are not so clearly defined, but rather have a high sense of self-identity. The leader does not transcend the group, but becomes the person in the group who recognizes his position the most. Rex, who once carried everyone's hopes, understands this point especially well, and also understands what those in high positions need the most.

Time became long and quiet at this moment. The man smiled and said, "Then I can only protect this home as much as I can and wait for you to come back anytime."

"OK."

Mason also smiled and looked out at the distant scenery. This city was familiar yet strange. Like New Town and Guixiang Town, it was developing rapidly.

Yes, this is his home.

Without these loyal friends, family, companions and people who trust him, then Mason Cross would be a homeless dog. He could live well alone, avoiding all dangers and storms, but how lonely the scene would be at that time.

…

Half a year passed in a flash.

Mason had grown taller, and Violet had to use more fabric to make his clothes.

Among the four vests, Oreius stayed in the Luo family for half a year, doing nothing special, just suppressing the curse.

As the new god, Canaan devoted all his energy to purifying the pollution of the entire human realm. Only those in this position can understand how the original twelve gods, and later the Lord of All Things and All Power, ended up in such a state. Specifically, the mouth of the evil god has grown several times bigger. At this rate, it will be completely revived in a hundred years at most.

The mechanic thrived in the Mechanical City and learned a lot of knowledge. He was respected and loved by everyone in the Mechanical City. They worshipped geniuses, not to mention that this genius could master machinery and give it life. If it wasn't necessary, they would even give the mechanic the title of "God of Machinery".

Gloria wanders in the black fog all year round, purifying the goodness of the people left in the black fog. Currently, it is in good condition.

Today, the New Town has merged with Ronald Town and has become the first city in the south, majestic and magnificent, just as Rambo imagined. It is no longer called New Town, but New City. The foundation of Ya'an Territory has been almost digested, and it has begun to expand gradually to the surrounding areas. The Duke above the Earl of Ya'an has some complaints about this, but fortunately he belongs to the Luo family, and Mason successfully solved this problem with the face of the vest.

After that, the expansion of the new city became fair and square. Mason handed the matter over to Rambo, who became the hands-off manager. The latter lived up to his expectations and gradually swallowed up the territories of other nobles by hiring and renting. This caused disgust and rejection from some nobles, but such things were inevitable in the process of expansion. Under the crushing of powerful capital, all resistance was futile.

Mason did not forget his promise and applied to the Nobles Association to change the racial name of the Praying Bugs. From then on, there were no Praying Bugs left on this land, only the War Bugs who fought for their homeland.

This is also the hope of these bloodline people.

They began to transform themselves with drugs and machines to gain stronger combat capabilities. Absinthe moved directly to the church, where she could provide drugs and conduct research for everyone, and she lived happily every day.

On the other hand, the reputation of Guixiang City rose rapidly. Taking advantage of the absence of the Monster Lord, Mason expanded the territory of Guixiang City a lot, making it the most solid fortress in the Black Mist. Most importantly, the area of ​​the territory finally met the requirements of the dukedom.

Although it is impossible to farm in the black fog, it provides a large amount of materials, furs, minerals, and medicinal materials for the bloodline upgraders, becoming the main source of the territory's economy. These things have attracted a large number of wandering bloodline upgraders, and small towns similar to the former new towns are scattered throughout the territory as a foundation, so that they can rush to any place in danger as soon as possible.

Cement roads connected them all together. Two new cities were built in the territory, forming a pincer attack with Guixiang City to support each other and form the core of this large network.

Good things come in pairs. Not long after, a real artificial human soul was born in the territory.

Number One was originally the first artificial human. After such a long period of absorption and purification, the good and evil in its body have undergone wonderful changes. Number One, who has a soul, is no different from before, except that he has a new hobby. He likes to take some time to walk around the city and observe the little things in the human world that he has never paid attention to.

In Gloria's eyes, it was a small, fragile white flame. But with the birth of this soul, Number One changed from it to him.

The androids began to understand emotions and were no longer so easily corroded by the black mist. Their ability to withstand pollution was also greatly improved.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for the Purification Black Mist. The researchers in the Mechanical City discovered the new continent and worked overtime to study the principle. The entire Mechanical City should thank Gloria for this vest, otherwise the fragile soul of No. 1 would have been shattered countless times.

With the hard work of the androids and Gloria's careful maintenance, the researchers finally discovered something astonishing: a newborn soul can grow stronger by absorbing black crystals, up to a certain limit, at which point further absorption will cause the body to mutate.

The researchers who came to this conclusion were extremely excited and wanted to solve all the black fog immediately. However, the speed of the soul of the artificial man was extremely slow, so they could only wait.

In any case, this is a hope, and the only thing left is time. Unfortunately, what humans lack most now is time.

In the first month after leaving the Black Mist, Eamon secretly wrote to Mason to tell him that he had returned to Ebo and might not return to the south. He vaguely said that he didn't need to worry about his safety, and that Ebo and his men were planning something against the craftsmen and would not take action against humans for the time being. Then they lost contact. Mason was a little worried about his safety, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved that Ebo still took good care of his younger brother.

In the second month after leaving Black Mist, Mr. Liu came to Guixiang City, met Nidhogg who stayed there, and took the initiative to serve as his teacher. He did not reveal his identity to the Dragonborn, and still claimed to be a businessman. From this, Mason learned the truth about his being a businessman: at first it was to find [Eternity] more conveniently, and later he took this opportunity to look around and collect some things that could help him improve his strength. Finally, Mr. Liu joined the Merchants Guild at Bai's invitation. There seemed to be nothing wrong with a businessman joining the Merchants Guild.

The latter developed very well during this period. What made Mason most upset was that before it became the first chamber of commerce, it actually became the largest intelligence agency in the human world.

Violet did great things without saying a word. On the one hand, she made good use of the marketing policies left by the profiteers and Mason, and became the biggest marketing boss in the Black Mist era. On the other hand, she secretly taught several intelligence organizations a lesson and brought their power under the name of the Black Forest Tavern.

Regardless of the era, wherever there are people, there is struggle, and there is a need for intelligence. As the situation became chaotic, the intelligence agencies thrived. She was a little overwhelmed, so she recruited a group of middle-level managers, brought Bai back from Partington to work, and replaced him with Mr. Liu as the manager of the Partington Chamber of Commerce branch.

In the third month, the portal completely digested the fragments of the Twin Serpent God's godhood and the power snatched back from the original body, and began to further explore the portal world. In the portal world, it accidentally bumped into the original body several times. Before the portal could take revenge, the original body escaped first as if avoiding something, leaving the portal in a fog.

It was indeed much stronger, but it was not to the point where we had to run away when we saw it, right? The portal was suspicious and even ran to the depths of the black fog to take a look. Only then did it find the direction of the deadly place mentioned by the Queen of Insects...

Exploded.

That's right, the whole area exploded. An unknown thing had occurred, causing the area where the death zone was located to become a deep, sunken basin. The death energy that had originally gathered here spread outward, tinging the surroundings with a faint sense of death.

Who is so bored that he blew up this place? You can neither live here nor stay here, are you crazy?

The portal muttered something in its heart, and after making sure that it had no impact on the little flower girl, it ran back and continued to explore the world of the portal.

In the fourth month, the anomaly occurred again. Countless spherical devices landed on the human territory. These spherical devices had obviously undergone a new round of transformation, and the heavenly blockade set up by Canaan was useless to them. And what these devices sprayed out was not black mist, but leaflets. There is no doubt that the short-lived peace period ended, and this was the work of the craftsman.

To this day, the conflict between mutants and ordinary people remains the main theme of human conflict in the Dark Age.

The increasing number of mutants formed a small group, showing special powers. Their physiques were better than those of ordinary people, and the latter yearned for them while fearing them. However, due to the weak self-control ability of the mutants, most of them became the latter.

Prior to this, the school had begun to expand its coverage, and basically covered all cities except the North, as Mason had planned. The Black Mist believers used the school's role in popularizing knowledge to lure and hint to the mutants in the form of words that there was a real paradise in the Black Mist.

People were skeptical about this until the identity of the gravekeeper was finally revealed not long after.

As Mason imagined, this incident caused a huge riot. Even with the evidence in front of them, countless people still didn't believe that the previous speaker would betray. Until another batch of spherical devices sent new images: a huge city stood in the black mist, and mutants came and went, and it was very lively. The mastermind behind the scenes, shrouded in a black robe, raised his head, and it was the face of the previous speaker.

There really is a city in the black fog, a city of mutants. The person who created it is the former president of the council, the strongest person in the world.

Ordinary people resist this, and even feel betrayed. But the mutants seem to have found hope. Under the influence of the larger environment, more and more mutants begin to go into the black fog. Some sneak past the defense line, or use various methods to get through.

It was at this time that the Association suddenly discovered a lot of nails planted by the Black Mist followers. Their job was simple: spread the ideas of the Black Mist followers and send those who wanted to go to the Black Mist. The Council of the Twelve Round Tables was furious and pulled out these nails fiercely, declaring the former president of the Council a traitor. The former followers wanted to bite their teeth and suck blood, and after people found the remains of the dead I deep in the central building, the anger of the Noble Association reached its peak.

For most people, the name I may be unfamiliar. When he followed the previous Speaker of Parliament, he was more like a silent shadow.

But his bloodline runs deep, and he was also the first person to research its true function, which is the [dancing bug].

When Mason heard about this, he knew where Aibo's dancing bug bloodline came from.

Although the Noble Association took immediate measures to prohibit the mutant from going into the black fog, the idea had already been planted, and many people were thinking about finding the mutant's dreamland.

In order to stabilize people's hearts, different regions adopted different methods. Cross Territory was the first territory to officially announce its acceptance of mutants, followed by the Luo family and other twelve round table families. After the big families expressed their opinions, the small families also gradually participated.

The opposite is true for the church. As before, the church strictly prohibits the existence of mutants.

Not only do they have mutations themselves, they can also affect normal people around them, causing more people to be contaminated. They have always been the focus of the church's crackdown. In the church's territory, mutations have always been as serious a crime as blasphemy. Of course, due to their special nature, the bloodline of the church has always been the most stable.

The two sides once again had a conflict of opinion, and the church had regarded Mason as the number one enemy besides the Mechanical City. Although they did not fight against him due to divine grace, they had long stopped providing purification and other services to his territory.

As time went by, the conflict between the two sides became irreconcilable. Some radical believers even claimed that Mason had colluded with the Black Mist to destroy humanity. After escaping several assassination attempts, Mason had to equip himself with guards.

Of course, the thing that had the greatest impact on his relationship with the church was probably the book that was sent to him to deliver the poison.

The book written by Mason himself was accepted by Poison. The latter flipped through it with a strange look on his face, and with a wave of his hand, it really became a missionary doctrine. Hearing that it was written by Mason himself, the church was crowded with people.

The church was very happy when they heard about this, and repeatedly rewarded Poison, until one day, the teachings from the south reached the Holy City. The bishops taught the priests to learn from Bishop Poison and spread the faith to those deceived pagans, while opening the book that had been copied countless times in front of them.

The first page only reads: "Faith is a spiritual sustenance, but religion is not only a spiritual sustenance, but also a tool for the ruling class to brainwash people. Faith helps us light up the lamp in desperate situations, but excessive faith and religion are harmful."

The bishop, who was admonishing his younger generation, took a deep breath, closed the cover with trembling hands, handed it to the waiter beside him, and said in a calm voice: "Take it and burn it."

From then on, the relationship between Mason and the church was like fire and water, and they were no longer friends.

This is exactly what the Noble Association wants to see. They need a clear-cut banner to confront the church's dictatorship. The premise is that the other party must not have the possibility of succumbing to the church.

As a result, the relationship between Mason and the Nobles Association heated up rapidly. With the support of Abner and others, the relationship between the two sides was very good. The youngest earl in history became very popular and became the object of pursuit by the nobles, attracting countless favors. In addition, Oleus, who represented the support of the Luo family, and Ham and the mechanics, who represented both inside and outside the mechanical city.

Power, wealth, and status all came at once.

The right time, the right place, and the right people are all in his control.

All eyes followed that figure and focused on Partington——

Before the election of the new Speaker of Parliament, the Duke's promotion ceremony of Earl Mason Cross will be held here.