Wright coaxed and persuaded George to leave, then grinned at Wu Lai, shook his head, and waved his sleeves: "Hello everyone, I am the special envoy of the Assyrian Temple, Wright Gerard!"

Applause broke out in unison.

Wright nodded in satisfaction, looked around with a smile, and asked loudly: "Everyone, I would like to ask you a question. There are only three complete sculptures of the Assyrian sculptor Longilo in existence today. Which three are they?"

Soon, a minor noble raised his hand. Wright's eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly motioned for the man to stand up and answer.

"Your Excellency the Temple's Special Envoy, as far as I know, the three complete sculptures of Master Longilo that exist are Amon in the Clouds, Staff Bearer, and Shield Warrior," the young noble replied.

"Your answer is perfect." Wright clapped his hands and waved his right sleeve. "Please sit down. Yes, it is Amon in the Clouds, Staff Bearer, and Shield Warrior. As we all know, Master Longilo used these three sculptures to show the world the three forms of Amon, which respectively symbolize Amon's supremacy, his dominance over everything, and his unparalleled courage. At the same time, these three works consumed Master Longilo's most prosperous ten years. At the same time, these three works are the master's masterpieces. They have always been enshrined in the Assyrian temple as sacred objects for the people of Assyria to admire for generations."

No one disagrees with Wright's statement, because after the commoner Master Longilo created these three sculptures for the temple, he chose to live in seclusion, painting some strange paintings, and never created any sculptures until his death. Some people speculate that perhaps the master was tired of the applause and neglect from the nobles, or because the master's inspiration was exhausted. Of course, there is also a most mysterious statement - after Master Longilo created these three sculptures, the god Amon banned Master Longilo's ability because Amon did not want other sculptures to be comparable to himself.

"Then..." Wright looked at Wu Lei with a hint of childish cunning in his eyes, "I was commissioned by the temple to come here this time to bring the Round Shield Warrior, one of the three holy relics, to Lunvington for permanent placement."

Kevin was stunned when he heard this, and wondered when did George become so close to the temple?

George was overjoyed. As one of the six holy relics of the temple, "The Round Shield Warrior" would have a profound meaning once it was settled in Rovington. It not only showed the importance the temple attached to Rovington, but also elevated the glory of Rovington to a higher level. With the holy relic here, Rovington would become the second pilgrimage site after Assyria, which would also increase the chances of the Duncan family's fight against Connor's faction.

Thinking of the crowds vying to worship him, George really wanted to express his joy by roaring to the sky, but it was just a thought and he didn't dare to indulge himself like that.

"Everyone, let's stand up and applaud to thank God Amon for his grace!" George held his head high, spread his arms, and said loudly.

There was warm applause in the venue...

Woolley quietly rolled his eyes at Wright. Based on his understanding of Wright, there was a 99% chance that George would end in tragedy immediately.

Sure enough, as soon as the applause died down, Wright nodded with a smile and raised his voice a little: "Now, I would like to invite Archon George to read the commendation decree of the Grand Priest Saint Lean of the Temple, and let the first ruler of the city-state of Lunvington personally announce this good news."

Everyone nodded. Wright turned his body to the side and asked George, "Sir Governor George, is this okay?"

George smiled and nodded, his face full of humility: "It is my honor, Your Excellency the Special Envoy."

Wright immediately took out a roll of embroidered brocade from his sleeve - the decrees of the high priest of the temple were always written on brocade instead of parchment or paper, so as to show their uniqueness.

George took it respectfully, turned around, and unfolded the brocade to everyone.

Everyone suddenly fell silent, as they all wanted to know the content of the decree of High Priest Saint Lean as soon as possible.

Wright smiled at Wu Lai and sat back in his seat.

"In compliance with the will of Amon, our only true God who created the universe, the temple's chief priest Li An..." George suddenly paused, his face changed, and he glanced at Wu Lai involuntarily. He sighed softly in his heart and continued to read, "Wu Le Glindo, the god-favored person of the Seneca city-state and the current governor of the Salt Marsh Town of Lunvington City, is specially commended. A temple is built in Salt Marsh Town to enshrine the sacred object "Round Shield Warriors", and 20 guards are stationed to serve. Wu Le Glindo is also awarded 500 gold coins, 20 pieces of silk, 20 pieces of linen, and 20 pieces of cotton cloth."

When George handed the decree back to Wright with a bitter look on his face, the venue was already filled with cheers, all kinds of shock and fear were flying around in the venue like a whirlwind, and a buzz of discussion soon sounded...

Oh my god, you are playing such an exaggerated game, aren't you afraid of being assassinated? Also, isn't this a bit too outrageous? Wu Lai couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Wright, thinking that this kind of thing is not a joke. What if you make a fake for me? It's fun now, but it will be difficult to deal with it later.

There was no reason for Wright not to see what Wu Lai meant, so he smiled and nodded, his eyebrows twitching, indicating that Wu Lai didn't need to worry.

Of course there is no need to worry, because what happened today is the most reliable thing that has happened to Wright in his life, and the whole process couldn’t be more real.

Seeing Light so smug, Wu Lai reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief. Ibe smiled bitterly and shook his head, because he did not expect the temple to do such a thing. Kevin, George and others became a little nervous. Today was originally planned to make Wu Lai "retreat in the face of difficulties". Even the people who would help and cheer had been arranged. The preparations must be sufficient. However, looking at the current situation, it is estimated that it will be a failure - first the Supreme Council played a high-profile support for Wu Lai, and then the temple played such a drama of giving away the holy relic. After these two consecutive attacks, there is really no suitable trick to crack it. The most terrible thing is that Wu Lai is so popular that it will not be so easy to deal with him. Everyone is paying attention to him. At least for a long time, Wu Lai will be a hot topic. Just think about it, the temple actually took out a holy relic to honor him, and it was even in the name of the god Amon.

Of course, he had to borrow the name of God Amon, because the high priest Saint Lean really couldn't think of any reason to commend him, but he had to do it because it was Wright who made the request -

No matter how majestic and sacred he is in front of others, and no matter how long he has served the god Amon, Saint Lean is ultimately a mortal with flesh and blood. To put it bluntly, his temples and beard have been whitened by the years. Once he throws away the cloak of the high priest, he is nothing more than an ordinary old nobleman. Like other old people, he will focus on his children and grandchildren, hoping that they can be outstanding and prominent.

But Saint Lean had no children or grandchildren, because he devoted himself to serving the god Amon since he was a child and never married in his life, unlike his brothers and sisters, who had many children, some of them were ambitious and some were not. But this at least brought him a lot of comfort.

But the one that Saint Lean favored the most was the dandy Wright. Although Wright was unruly and uninhibited, his actions had a different interpretation in Saint Lean's eyes - the reason why this little grandson was unruly and unmotivated was that he had always lived a very depressed life, and the reason why he was depressed was that he did not get the opportunity to display his intelligence and talents.

There was nothing wrong with Saint Lean's thinking, at least it seemed so on the surface. In terms of intelligence, Wright was not inferior to any of his peers. It was also true that he had no chance to display his talents. There were not many people in the family and not much to do. When it was his turn to do something, all the positions were filled. There was no room for him to do anything. He had to create something new. Sorry, Wright had a bad temper, was explosive and arrogant, and he could not cooperate with anyone for long. As a result, he simply became a playboy and made a living by running a tavern that made little profit and lost more.

Saint Lean saw it and was anxious. He provided shelter for the family, but was never willing to interfere in family affairs. If he specifically asked the family to make room for Wright, not to mention whether this arrogant boy was willing to work for a long time, he would have no place to show his old face. There were plenty of positions in the temple, but the price of serving the god Amon was too high, and he was so old that he could not support Wright for too long. One day, when he closed his eyes and died, Wright might just stay where he was.

This doesn't work, that doesn't work either, Saint Lean is really confused and upset.

But a turning point appeared when Saint Lean was about to despair. His little grandson actually did several wonderful things in a row -

First, he partnered with others to create a "seasoning given by God", which was worth five times as much as gold. People rushed to buy it because as long as a tiny bit of it was added to the dishes, an indescribable flavor would magically appear.

Secondly, he and two friends jointly opened Liucuiwan, which made a lot of money every day. They bundled delicious barbecue, unique cocktails, seductive maid singing and dancing and pleasant scenery together to sell for money. The cost was small and the profit was huge. Not only did they make enough money, but they also took the opportunity to reunite with many people. Even the pub that made little profit and lost more than it earned made a lot of money from the hot sales of special cocktails.

But what made Saint Lean the most relieved was that Wright had become sensible and devoted himself to these new businesses. Not only did he stop causing trouble, but he also became much kinder and more obedient. Saint Lean did not think that this was a conscious change of his grandson. He guessed that he must have been influenced by the people he was working with. As a result, he found out that this was indeed the case, because the people who were working with Wright were the Seneca God-favored Wulagindo, who invented paper and helped the temple promote the divine scriptures, and another companion of Wulagindo, the first heir of the new generation of the Kochi family, Gulu Kochi.

Saint Lean immediately had a great affection for Woolley and Guru, but due to face he was too embarrassed to show up and thank them, so he chatted with them briefly when Wright sent him a cocktail as a tribute, and said that if they needed any help from him, they could just tell him.

A few days ago, Wright said directly: "Grandpa Li An, my best friend Wu Lelindo is in trouble and needs your help."

"What kind of trouble?" asked Saint Leon.

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Wright exaggerated the story of Woolley being "blocked" by his opponents in Salt Marsh Town, and added: "It was extremely urgent. His servants rode in pairs all the way here, and several horses died."

"Did he write to you and ask for it?" Saint Lean asked again.

"Of course. Wulaglindo and I are close friends. He's in trouble now. Not to mention that he sent someone to deliver the letter, even if he didn't, I couldn't just stand by and watch after knowing it, right? Grandpa Li'an." Wright always looked lovable in front of Saint Li'an.

Saint Lean nodded. His grandson was right. After a moment's silence, he asked again, "How are you going to help him?"

"I just can't think of a solution, so I come to trouble you, Grandpa Li An. I think that as long as we stop those people from acting rashly, it will be fine. I have seen that they want to squeeze Wuleglindo out of Salt Marsh Town. How can this be done? If Wuleglindo comes back in disgrace, he will be laughed at by others for the rest of his life. I am his good friend. We made money together, and naturally we have to face difficulties together." Wright replied.

"It's not easy to help him. Wuleglindo's governance is hindered because his position is opposite to George's. Wright, once I intervene, it will be tantamount to joining forces with the people behind Wuleglindo. This will not only bring considerable troubles to the temple, but also bring pressure to the family. Assyria, it is better to maintain the current situation. Any unnecessary actions will destroy the balance." Saint Lean sighed and said.

"Grandpa Li An, I understand what you mean, but Wuleglindo said that if the temple wants to remain transcendent for a long time, it must first put itself in a position higher than the Senate and the Supreme Council, play the role of an arbitrator, and always supervise the Senate and the Supreme Council. If either of them makes any rash moves, the big stick of judgment must be wielded to hit them until they behave themselves. Only in this way can the balance of Assyria be truly maintained, instead of standing idly by and watching them fight openly and secretly." Wright repeated what Wulai taught him in the letter.

"Huh?" Saint Lean's eyes were filled with solemnity, "Did Wulaglin really say that?"

Wright nodded.

"It's good that he has this insight, but it's a pity that he doesn't understand the temple. Although the temple has a respected status, but..." Saint Lian sighed and shook his head slowly.

"But Grandpa Li An's voice is getting worse and worse, and he feels powerless in many things, right?" Wright suddenly asked.

Saint Lean looked at Wright with surprise in his eyes: "Did Wulaglindo say this? Or did you think of it yourself?"

"Wooleglinddo said it before, and I took note of it. He also said at the time that it would not be difficult to reverse the situation." Wright shrugged.

Not difficult? How is it possible? Saint Leon couldn't help but shook his head. It was all thanks to his support over the years that the temple was not suppressed by the Senate's Qi Yuan. However, the temple was already in decline. It was not easy to reverse the situation in one fell swoop.

"Grandpa Li An, let me tell you something. Wuleglindo knew that I would come to see you, so he told me in the letter to give you the letter when you hesitated." Wright took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Saint Li An on the throne.

"Oh? He is really thoughtful." Saint Lean said as he opened the letter. After a moment, his brows knitted tightly, because there was only one sentence in the letter from Wu Lai - "Devoted faith needs to be nurtured by miracles."

After savoring this sentence for a while, Saint Leon's brows slowly relaxed, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes: "This Wulaglindo is really brave, interesting, and really worth helping."

"Worthy to help? That's great. Grandpa Li An, you have to hurry up, Wuleglindo is still waiting." Wright was delighted and said quickly.

"There's no need to rush for a day or two." Saint Lean waved his hand, "I need to make an appointment with Connor to talk first."