Chapter 77 Lynn's Knife

In order to truly weaken the people's faith in the Lord of Billions of Stars in Orne City, Lin En felt that he had to add more fuel to the fire.

So that night, he set fire to the Tianli Church.

Let’s go back to this morning, at the Town Hall Square.

Due to the fundraising storm that has arisen in the city of Orne in recent days, almost all churches in the city have been involved.

So it has evolved into a competition between religious beliefs until now.

Most of the believers became fanatical.

Not only that, passing by the municipal square once a day and watching the changes in the amount in the donation box has become one of the daily pastimes of the people.

Under the impact of huge amounts of money, their spirits gradually became numb.

Anyway, it is wealth that they will never be able to possess in their lifetime.

We have to thank Duke Tyrus for allowing these poor people to see the world.

I thought things would continue as they are now.

But I never thought.

Something seemed to have changed again in the Town Hall Square early this morning.

The banner is still the same banner.

But there were changes in the donation box below.

As I recall, eleven of the twelve donation boxes that were lined up together yesterday were filled with huge amounts of gold coins, leaving only the donation box that symbolized the Tenli Church empty.

But today, the eleven boxes that originally contained gold coins disappeared.

There was only a lonely empty box left, placed under the banner.

"Let us see which faith is the kindest and most generous."

Empty glass box.

Tenli Church.

Extremely eye-catching and dazzling.

This situation makes people think of some strange things.

This kind of behavior is like having "I am targeting you, the Tianli Church" written clearly on your face!

For a moment, many people of other faiths present at the scene couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on their faces.

“Puff——”

Someone finally couldn't help but laugh.

This served as a trigger for the people in the entire city square to burst into laughter one after another.

The laughter was so deafening that it could be heard a block away.

These laughs seemed to turn into invisible sharp blades, piercing the hearts of many Tianli Church believers present.

They were already overwhelmed with shame, and now they could no longer endure it. Like a stray dog, they fled the place while muttering "May God bless you".

In fact, it is not the fault of people of other faiths to take advantage of the situation.

It’s just because people have suffered from the Church of Heavenly Justice for a long time.

If there is a contempt chain for religious beliefs in the city of Orne, then the Tianli Church is undoubtedly at the top.

They look down on other beliefs with their absolute advantages, including the largest number of believers, the largest number of sealed objects, and the strongest supernatural powers.

This contempt is reflected in various intangible and invisible aspects of life, making people feel superior.

But now, with just a banner and an empty glass box, their arrogance was crushed.

The invisible hand behind this fundraising campaign, through such a simple method, twisted the other eleven beliefs that were originally fighting each other into one.

Even the believers were secretly united and reached a consensus to trample the almighty Tianli Church under their feet.

The believers of Tianli who are usually at the top of the contempt chain have now become the very bottom.

The Islamic sect took advantage of the first fundraising to expand the number of believers.

Late at night, Tenli Church.

Moser paced back and forth in the room with a serious look on his face.

His expression was sometimes gloomy, sometimes calm, sometimes angry, and sometimes desperate.

What happened in the Town Square today came to his ears again.

This was undoubtedly another critical blow to Moser, who had been already extremely anxious recently.

At the evening prayer meeting just now, the believers who came to attend the ceremony all chose to stay in the church after the prayer meeting.

Although they did not say any accusatory words, they expressed silent protest with silent and disappointed eyes.

Obviously, the series of events that have happened recently have caused a certain impact on these originally devout believers.

They didn't expect that the Tianli Church, which was supposed to be the richest, would remain silent in this fundraising campaign that swept the entire city.

As if to say, yes, that's how we are, neither kind nor generous.

Damn it! Thinking of this, Moser couldn't help but come to the dining table, pour himself a glass of strong liquor, and then drink it all.

Want to compromise?

No.

Compromise is an act of maximizing losses.

As the last church to make a donation, it not only showed no sincerity, but also bowed to Duke Tyrus.

The great nobles standing behind him and the headquarters of the Tenli Church far away in the imperial capital would not allow him to do so.

But if he insists on going his own way, the source of faith of the 150,000 people in the city of Orne will be shaken to a certain extent.

No matter what choice he makes, it is too late for him now and he is caught in a dilemma.

The most crucial issue is that there are only three days left before the Second Prince arrives in Orne City.

If he can't handle this matter properly within these three days, he will have a hard time dying.

Thinking of this, a drop of sweat appeared on Moser's forehead.

I don’t know if it’s the nervousness or the heat caused by drinking. No, it’s not right!

In a trance, he vaguely smelled a burnt smell.

At the same time, someone knocked hard on the door of his room.

"Your Excellency the Bishop! Something bad has happened! The church is on fire!!!"

"The fire started from the monastery and the monastery. It is almost out of control. Please leave the church immediately and seek refuge outside!!!"

How is it possible?! Why did such unfortunate things happen to him one after another recently?! At this moment, Moser felt that he was about to explode with anger.

Although as a fourth-level transcendent, he did not have to worry about being burned to death, but he still decided to follow the advice of his subordinates and go out to take charge of the situation.

Just before leaving, Moser paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, and glanced subconsciously towards a certain spot on the bookshelf.

Those boxes have hidden mechanisms and are protected by thick walls, so they shouldn't be burned by fire, right? Moselle hesitated.

Duke Tyreus's army was just outside the city, so he couldn't transport the money to the imperial capital openly, so he could only keep it in the room temporarily.

No one except him knew about the existence of the money.

Moser planned to personally present the money to the Second Prince as the king's selection fund when he arrived in Orne City.

At the same time, the urging voice of his men came from outside the door again.

“Here I come.”

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He responded impatiently, then suppressed his hesitation and left his room.

What Moselle didn't know was.

His every move just now was seen by a figure outside the window.

When Moser arrived at the church door, he found that the front was filled with a huge crowd of people.

These people are all devout believers of the Tianli Church.

Because I lived in a nearby neighborhood, I rushed over as soon as I heard about the fire.

They looked at the church surrounded by blazing flames with worried eyes, and some people even knelt on the ground and prayed subconsciously.

Although Moser was impatient, he still put on a kind face and said, "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary accident. The fire will be under control soon. God will bless us."

At the same time, a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Given the church’s security level and building materials, is it really that easy to cause such a large-scale fire?

But before he could investigate further, cheers broke out in front of him.

After learning about the situation, expressions of joy appeared on the faces of the devout believers.

"May the Lord bless you."

"Mr. Moser is still reliable."

“I hope it won’t affect the Samuel ceremony later.”

"Do you need your help in the subsequent renovation of the church? We can help no matter whether it is donations or manpower!"

"That's right, Mr. Moser!"

Hearing the chattering of the people, Moser suddenly felt a little upset.

Let's disperse the crowd first.

With this in mind, Moser prepared to deal with it and asked the believers present to go home and rest first, trying to minimize the impact of the incident.

But at this moment, a chaotic sound suddenly came from behind.

He subconsciously looked back.

He saw a dozen clergymen in church robes, walking towards him in groups of two, carrying eight large wooden boxes.

Moselle was stunned for a moment.

As the bishop of the Orne City Diocese, he remembers the faces of all his subordinates.

But I had no impression of the appearance of the people in front of me.

Could it be a new recruit? Impossible.

The Tianli Church's censorship is very strict, and members are recruited one by one. There is no reason why there would suddenly be a dozen more.

Not only that, Moselle also felt that something was not quite right.

After a moment, he finally realized the problem.

The wooden box carried by the dozen or so clergymen looked quite familiar to him, both in style and pattern.

How come they looked like the ones he had hidden in the secret room behind the bookshelf? ! As he stared in amazement, the unfamiliar clergymen moved very skillfully and lifted the boxes in front of him in a few seconds.

Seeing this, the believers who were about to leave seemed to smell something unexpected was about to happen, and they all stopped and watched.

Moser suddenly panicked: "Stop it!!!"

A lavender supernatural power burned around him, and he subconsciously controlled gravity, preparing to suppress these strangers in clerical robes on the spot.

But it was all too late.

I don’t know if it was a slip of the hand or if they had a very clear purpose.

During the process of moving, the clergyman in the lead suddenly slipped and fell to the ground with a plop, and the box in his hands also sank.

Then, it rolled to the ground with an unstoppable momentum.

In just a moment, the lid flipped open with a bang.

“Hua La La—”

Accompanied by the familiar sound of metal collision, under the dim light of fire, countless Saint Laurent gold coins poured all over the ground and rolled in all directions!

"Your Excellency the Bishop! The eight boxes of gold coins in your room total one million. They are all stored here. They have not been damaged by the fire. Please proceed with the next instructions!"

The clergyman who fell seemed to be a little smart.

After hurriedly getting up, he saluted properly and spoke loudly.

Looking at the huge amount of gold coins rolling on the ground, the onlookers were silent for a few seconds, and then they suddenly went wild!

"How, how can there be so much money?!"

"Didn't the priest say that the church has been having trouble running lately?!"

"Bishop Moselle, please explain where the money came from! And why you refused to participate in the fundraising event in the town square!!!"

"Why was this money taken out of your room?!"

“We need to know the truth!!!”

Looking at the angry believers, Moselle's mind suddenly exploded.

Someone wants to harm me!!! (End of this chapter)