Chapter 76 is such a satisfying kidnapping of faith!

Tenri Church, interior of the church.

"May my Lord bless you, drive away all your illnesses, and bring you good health of body and mind."

Looking at the extremely devout elderly believer in front of him, Moser, who was wearing a black robe, said with a smile.

After the believers in front of him left, his expression gradually became dull as he looked at the empty church.

After a busy morning, I finally finished today's confession work.

Accompanied by the priest, he quickly left the church.

As he walked, he casually asked, "How is the situation in Tyrus?"

"Your Excellency, they have been unusually silent recently. It seems that they have stayed in the mansion all day and have not gone anywhere."

"Did you meet anyone worthy of attention?"

"We don't know yet, but there shouldn't be any mistakes."

"Don't be too careless." Moser suddenly stopped. "I just received news that the second prince was furious due to the accidental death of the heir of the Mosgra family. He decided to come to Orne City in person to question the murderer."

"According to the time, it should be within the last week or so. I don't want His Highness to see a mess full of flaws when he arrives."

"clear!"

At this moment, a clergyman in a hurry suddenly ran up to the two of them.

"Something happened, Your Excellency."

As he spoke, he moved closer to Bishop Moselle and whispered something in a very fast and low voice.

During this process, Moselle's expression gradually became gloomy.

At the end, he suddenly punched the stone pillar next to him: "Assholes! Those people from the Slan sect, how dare they? How dare they?!"

"What a bunch of idiots! They really ruined my plan!!!"

The usually gentle bishop disappeared.

Instead, there was a hideous look.

"Do you think you can stay in Orne safely with the protection of Tyrvus? Be careful or I will make sure you don't see tomorrow's sunrise!!!"

Bishop Moselle muttered to himself viciously.

Of course, this statement is more of a bluff.

After all, he could only rely on the people behind him to barely compete with Duke Tyreus on taxation, and most of the time he had to play the role of a quail.

If the Sri Lankan sect really had the protection of the Duke's family, how could a small diocesan bishop like him be able to touch it?

What is powerful has never been him himself, but the existence behind him.

After a long time, Bishop Moselle finally recovered.

He took a deep breath and calmed his anxiety.

"It doesn't matter. If it's just this family, let them be in the spotlight if they want to."

"As long as the rest of the church stands united, their scheme will be nothing more than a clumsy and ridiculous clown show."

Moser thought of it as a matter of course.

Unfortunately, he overlooked one thing.

Sometimes, an alliance that is barely cobbled together by external forces only appears to be stable, but in fact it is full of hidden cracks.

As long as someone makes the first move, the huge whole will collapse like a domino.

It can no longer be reversed.

In the evening, after a day's work, Lamonta came to the confessional of the Cathedral of Mars.

As an ordinary believer, he could only be received by the priest.

After finishing his confession, he felt that his soul had been relieved and purified.

So he decided to say goodbye to the priest.

But just as he turned to leave, Lamonta seemed to suddenly remember something and asked with his head down, "Mr. Priest, what do you think about what happened in the town square today?"

As a believer in the God of War, he looked down on those slow-moving Slan sect believers from the bottom of his heart. He always felt that this was a heretical belief that should disappear from the world.

Of course, this idea arises because of the irreconcilable blood feud between the countries behind the two churches.

Some conflicting and hateful views will also be subtly implanted into people's minds along with doctrines.

Therefore, even in the Saint Laurent Empire, there are often frictions between believers on both sides.

Obviously, for the vast majority of believers in the Cathedral of the God of War, being suppressed by the Slan Sect made them feel extremely ashamed.

Hearing this, the priest was stunned for a few seconds and replied in a formal way: "My Lord has his own arrangements."

After seeing off Lamonta, the believer, the priest was silent for a moment, and then hurried to meet the diocesan bishop.

"Master Luke, all the believers who came to confess today basically asked about that matter."

"I know." The bishop named Luke looked a little annoyed. "Not only them, but even the Patriarch sent me a message, asking me why there was a big fluctuation in the faith anchor point in Orne City."

"Damn it, the Tianli Church has really caused us so much trouble!"

The priest asked tentatively, "So should we make changes?"

Hearing this, Bishop Luke fell silent.

"The Empire has fought too many wars in recent years, so the supply of faith power is often unstable." Luke whispered to himself, "And the total amount of faith power directly determines the state of the Father."

"So for us, the most important thing right now is not money, but to firmly grasp the pure source of faith in Orne City and maintain the stability of the people's faith."

"Speaking of which, the person who set up this scheme is really amazing. He has taken division and discord to the extreme. It's so shameless."

“Even if you know there’s a pit in front of you, you still have to jump in.”

Bishop Luke gritted his teeth.

After a moment, he waved his hand and said to the priest: "Since they just want money, then meet their request."

"The Slan sect donated 20,000 gold coins? Then we will donate 30,000. No, 50,000!"

"Let the whole city see how generous and kind our Cathedral of the God of War is!"

The next day, the town square was once again crowded with people.

Looking at the donation box that symbolized their own church being filled with gold coins that were twice as much as that of the Slan sect, many believers who believed in the God of War immediately straightened their chests, as if they were honored.

Not long after.

The news that the Cathedral of Ares spent 50,000 gold coins to provide living security for retired disabled soldiers quickly spread throughout the city.

It was from this moment that the precarious balance was completely broken.

Late next night.

Inside the Church of Silence, all the clergy sat together and discussed important matters with serious expressions.

The god they believe in is the Moon Goddess.

Due to the special doctrines, the church attaches great importance to the rights and status of women, and nearly 90% of the believers are local women from Orne.

However, because of this, the philosophy of the Church of Silence came into fundamental conflict with the Cathedral of Mars.

After all, one side respects women's rights and advocates independent personality.

The other side advocates that women should obey their husbands and regard their husbands as authorities, which is typical male chauvinism.

If these two meet, they will be enemies of life and death, not to mention being as hostile as fire and water.

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This is the conflict and prejudice caused by different doctrines.

Except for the three major churches of the Saint Laurent Empire, which get along relatively well with each other, the other beliefs have more or less ideological deviations.

"I propose that the request of the Tenli Church be ignored."

"Many female believers have complained that the group of domestic violence-loving God of War believers have been stirring up trouble everywhere lately, and they are simply going crazy."

"As one of the three major churches in the Saint Laurent Empire, we will never allow foreign faiths to trample on us!"

"But over there at the Tianli Church..."

"When did our Silent Church become their subsidiary?"

"Okay, that's decided then."

The next day, the news that the Church of Silence surpassed the Cathedral of God of War to top the list with a donation of 70,000 gold coins once again sparked heated discussions.

At this time, only six days had passed since Lynn and Duke Tyrus made their agreement.

On the seventh day, due to the example set by the Church of Silence, the Church of Plenty, which was criticized by believers, came with 80,000 gold coins and set a new top record.

On the same day, the Cathedral of Ares donated an additional 20,000 gold coins, ranking second.

On the eighth day, the Desolation Cult, which was at odds with the Church of Plenty, joined the battlefield.

At the same time, the Church of Silence, the Church of Plenty, the Cathedral of Mars, and the Slan Sect each made additional donations to varying degrees.

These clergymen of the church were so blinded by the general trend that they could not stop.

After all, if we stop now, not only will we be outnumbered in terms of amount, but our previous investment will also be completely wasted.

Although he hated Lin En, the instigator of the current situation.

But now that things have come to this, they have no choice but to follow through.

On the ninth day, except for the Tianli Church and a few other churches that were still waiting and watching, all the other twelve local churches had fallen into this pit and could not turn back.

This once again aroused a wave of enthusiasm among the people.

At this moment, most of the glass donation boxes in the town square were filled with gold coins.

On the tenth day, only the Tenli Church remained empty, while the other eleven churches had all fallen.

And in some corner where no one pays attention.

The notice with Lynn Bartletleon's portrait on it was quietly put on the blacklist of all churches.

"Good boy!!! You are a fucking genius!!!"

Late at night, in Augusta Manor, there was a roar of laughter from Duke Tyreus that shook the sky.

How could he not be happy?

In just six days, the donation box, which had originally been empty, was filled with gold coins from major churches.

According to a rough estimate, a donation box could hold about 100,000 Saint Laurent gold coins, and most of the twelve boxes were filled except for the Tianli Church, which had no money left.

The few that were not full contained at least 50,000 or 60,000 gold coins.

By this calculation, the amount of gold coins deposited is about 900,000!

Originally, Duke Tyreus expected to collect a total of 500,000 gold coins in taxes from several border cities.

But now everything is completely messed up.

The sales in the city of Orne alone totaled nearly one million!

This also indirectly shows how much money these parasites entrenched in the branches of the empire have embezzled over the years.

What a hearty kidnapping of faith! At this moment, Duke Tyrus stared at Lin En with a burning gaze.

He suddenly had an impulse.

An impulse to kidnap him and take him to the army as an adjutant.

Because this guy is really a talent.

It took only ten days to fulfill their agreement, which even he himself had not expected.

Looking at Duke Tyrus's appearance at this moment, Lin En was very calm.

Seeing this, Duke Tyrvus stopped smiling and said, "It's finally over, but why don't you look happy at all?"

"The end?" Lin En shook his head. "This is just the beginning."

"I haven't even cut the fattest sheep yet."

After all, at the moment, Lynn was only fulfilling his promise to Duke Tyrus.

But the trials set by the Witch of the End have not yielded any results.

Although what happened in the past few days was enough to cause a shock to the believers of the Tenli Church, it was far from enough to weaken their faith.

In order to change the future, Lynn decided to add fuel to the fire.

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