Chapter 106
There were only two people present who were frightened, the Bishop, and Kimberly who had just been protected.
Miss Succubus was very confused when the silver-haired young man let her go and allowed her to continue her mission. Now that she learned of the young man's identity, her head was filled with question marks.
Her companion who came to the mortal world earlier had already learned from the priests they had colluded with that the Holy See had recently summoned the God of Light to come and personally choose the Son of God.
The succubi all agreed that the Son of Light must be a devout fanatic, deeply trusted by the God of Light, the kind of person who sees all dark talents as threats and is determined to eradicate them. What happened? The human who allowed her to mess with the Church was the Son of Light?
Kimberly originally thought that this Master Al was the kind of person who was not chosen as the Son of God and who held a grudge against the Holy See!
She really couldn't understand what basis the God of Light used to select people.
Look at his action of embarrassing the bishop in public. He really doesn't care about damaging the reputation of the Holy See!
The silver-haired young man smiled faintly, "Bishop Cornell, I'm glad you still remember me."
The believers around knew the existence of the Son of Light. Some time ago, the bishop went to the royal city and witnessed the coming of God with his own eyes. As a devout believer, the bishop was also fortunate to receive the protection of God's grace.
Of course, the bishop also told them how perfect His Holiness the Son of God was, from his appearance to his talents, from his devout faith to his kindness and wisdom.
In the hearts of believers, those chosen by God are equivalent to God's spokespersons, so Al doesn't need to bother dealing with them. From the moment his identity was called out by the bishop, he has had a very high status in the hearts of believers.
The young man has a noble temperament that is as distant and untouchable as the moon in the sky, and an appearance that is as gentle and beautiful as the moonlight. Coupled with the sense of conviction brought by the buff of the power of faith, he is no different from a god in the eyes of common people who have never seen the world!
"Oh my god~ It's really His Majesty the Holy Son who has come. As a citizen of Mingjia City, I am so lucky!"
"Your Highness, are you here to help us?"
Al was about to say something to the bishop, but he didn't expect that the believers around him all knelt on the ground, put their hands together in front of him, and began to pray, give thanks, and praise him, with their eyes looking at him with extraordinary enthusiasm.
“……”This is too exaggerated!
The people of the royal city respected him, but they had never kneeled down with such a big fuss. This was the first time he had encountered such a thing.
Perhaps it’s because this city is relatively remote, and people are in awe of the truly powerful people.
The young man still smiled faintly, "I can see your piety. Helping the world is the duty of the priests of the Holy See. There is no need to kneel down to me. Please stand up."
Al didn't have the time to chat with a group of excited fanatics. He didn't bother to care whether the people around him stood up or not. He looked at the bishop who was frozen in place again, "As a person with a light talent, I don't see a trace of darkness in Miss Kimberly. I wonder what basis Bishop Cornell has for concluding that she is cursed?"
"Since Your Highness said so, I certainly trust your judgment." The bishop gritted his teeth and admitted unwillingly: "I misunderstood."
He cursed in his heart, this fool, if he had any questions, couldn't he just ask him in private? He had to point it out in front of so many people, not caring about him at all, no, the face and authority of the Holy See.
The fanatics who were planning to force Kimberly into the church looked at each other, feeling confused. Could the Bishop... make mistakes?
If it were anyone else, even if it was the city lord who came forward to refute the bishop's judgment, everyone would stand firmly on the side of the bishop. However, in terms of authority, of course the Son of God who was personally chosen by God is more reliable. Therefore, compared to the bishop, the believers are more willing to believe the words of His Highness the Son of God when they meet for the first time, even if he looks very young.
"I happened to pass by here. Since I met you, I would like to trouble the bishop to take me to the church. I hope the priests and servants of the Minga Branch are all qualified people."
"By the way, if the people are in distress or confused, His Royal Highness the Prince and I will be happy to help."
The bishop heard from the Son of God that he wanted to examine whether the personnel of the chamber followed the canon rules. He felt uneasy and then he heard the Son of God mention His Royal Highness the Prince... The bishop looked at the blond young man who had just mocked him.
Kimberly stood stiffly by the side, already numb. Haha, she was so lucky that she could run into two top figures among the human race in such a remote and ordinary town.
If she had known who they were from the beginning, Kimberly would not have approached them even if the silver-haired young man had not discovered her identity - who knows when a big shot might appear next to them, such as the God of Sword or the God of Magic, and slap her to death!
The people around were as quiet as chickens, and some of them shrank back. Common people all hated and feared the powerful, but they dared not show it.
The priests believed that they were subordinates of the gods and were superior to other people. Even the royal family had no right to dictate to them.
The bishop was not nervous about the prince's appearance in Minga City. He bowed to Austin and advised the Holy Son: "Your Highness, Prince Austin is not a believer, so I'm afraid he cannot participate in the affairs of the Holy See."
The believers also did not want the prince's help. To put it nicely, the powerful would only find various excuses to make money from the poor. In comparison, they trusted the Holy See of Light more.
They also pay money, but it is to repair the church and maintain its operation. The priests will help them catch demons, purify souls, and sometimes provide free food and clothing to the homeless.
But this young saint is a man who does what he wants. He doesn't care about the unspoken rule that "royal families are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Church". He has a face that makes people trust him. "Saving people in distress is not something that only believers of our God can do. No matter who it is, as long as they have compassion and are willing to help, we should welcome such people."
"I have known His Royal Highness the Prince for many years. He is a brave and just man with a pure soul. He is the kind of human that my God admires the most. I believe that he will save the people who are trapped in suffering just like us."
The handsome prince nodded in agreement with a solemn face. He thought the gorgeous clothes were too cumbersome and would affect his sword drawing, so he dressed simply. He was not like other powerful people who looked down on others, so the believers were not so resistant to him. He looked like a good young man, and His Royal Highness the Son of God said so...
The bishop looked grim: He was talking about the rules of the Vatican. The Son of God wanted to mention the God of Light. Even God appreciated people like the prince, so how could he dare to refuse?
"Your Highness is right. Alas, I am too narrow-minded. I think that our God helped the human race to survive, so we should be grateful to Him and become His believers. Others are ungrateful, but I forgot to see other advantages."
The old man looked like he was willing to learn from his mistakes. "Thank you, Your Highness, for making me realize that I look at people with prejudice. I will correct this and I hope that God can forgive my mistakes."
After finding an excuse for himself and establishing an image of honesty and integrity, Austin twitched his lips, wondering whether the Vatican placed more emphasis on eloquence and the ability to deceive when appointing priests.
The believers who had just lost some trust in the bishop because he misunderstood Kimberly, regained their trust after hearing these words, and even felt a little closer to him: The bishop is also a human being, and of course he makes mistakes, but he will reflect on himself, admit it, and correct it. He is worthy of being a priest carefully selected by the Holy See, and his good character is really admirable!
"Your Highness, I will lead the way. Please follow me to the church."
The civilians nearby, whether they were believers of the God of Light or not, all followed. After all, the silver-haired young man said that they were there to help everyone, what if it was true?
Kimberly wanted to follow the crowd and watch the fun, but was forced back by her master's cold eyes.
Winster warned, "Work hard." Since he was his brother's employee, he couldn't just get paid for nothing.
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The chamber that Bishop Cornell is in charge of does have many dirty secrets that cannot be exposed, but probably because the Son of God is still too young and has just taken office, he has not done anything big to establish his authority. In addition, there are too few people in their group, and they are not as powerful as a team of paladins. To the bishop, there is not much deterrent power. He is a little guilty now, but not afraid.
Arriving at the tall building of extremely familiar style, Ai'er was first taken to the main hall, which had an arched dome and painted stories of gods saving the world on the walls. A three-meter-high white jade statue stood on a high platform, with rows of benches below, a standard preaching venue.
The bishop walked a few steps away, whispered a few words to the priest who had been staying here, and then smiled and came to find the silver-haired young man, "Your Highness, I have asked someone to call other priests and servants over. Please wait a moment."
Yarlin, who had been keeping an eye on the bishop, quietly reminded His Highness, "He asked someone to call the obedient servants of God over, and the others should hide first."
The bishop was a mage and had no idea how sensitive the swordsman's five senses were. This was clearly heard by Yarlin who was a few steps away.
Al remained calm, then smiled and asked the bishop for the account book.
Cornell was very uneasy, but he couldn't not give it, let alone say he didn't have it.
Both the account books and the personnel of the chamber soon arrived at the main hall.
On the other side, the city lord who sent people to keep an eye on Kimberly had already received the news, "Your Highness? How could someone from the royal family suddenly appear in this city?!"
"Hmm? And the Holy Son of the Holy See...they all went to the church?"
Whitman's eyes rolled, hesitating whether to go and meet the prince.
There were so few of them, they must have just passed by here and stayed for a few days because they saw Kimberly. They didn't come to see him on purpose and would leave soon.
In that case, he can pretend not to know about it.
There is no harm in not meeting him. If he does meet him, he will have to invite him into his manor, prepare a bunch of expensive gifts, coax him with nice words, and still get no benefits.
Many powerful people want to gain a higher status by flattering others, but he is the city lord. If he is promoted further, he will have to work in the royal city. He is quite comfortable in this position that is basically invisible to the royal family and has no idea of promotion, so there is really no benefit in inviting the prince to be a guest.
Without much hesitation, Whitman decided to stay in the manor for a few days. As long as he didn't know the prince had been there, there would be no question of being impolite.
Alas...it's a pity for the beautiful Kimberly, she will definitely leave this city with His Highness.
Thinking that he would never get the girl who had been itching for him, the old man sat down weakly, enduring the pain of a broken heart.
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In the church, more than 300 citizens who followed sat in the benches in an orderly manner. Among them were believers and non-believers who wanted to get help with a glimmer of hope.
Everyone thought that His Royal Highness the Son of God would hold a Holy Light Salvation Meeting - they had heard the Bishop mention how those with light talents helped civilians, and at the salvation meeting, all illnesses would be healed by the Holy Light and all souls would be comforted.
Unfortunately, they are too far away from the Bishop's Court. The continent is vast and there are many towns. If there is no accident, those with light talents will not come to Mingjia City. Who could have thought that a Holy Son would descend from the sky today?
But His Highness did not preach, nor did he let them see his miraculous healing skills. Instead, he asked them to talk to His Highness the Prince about Mingjia City's prices, public security, taxes, natural disasters, and so on.
Al quickly flipped through the account book. He didn't need to calculate whether the accounts matched, he only looked at the source of the money and the expenditure.
The income in the thick booklet is all donations and profits from legitimate transactions. Most of the expenditure is used to maintain the church and provide free food and clothing to the poor, and a small portion is used for the monthly salary of priests.
The bishops and priests nearby were sweating profusely as they listened to those fools complaining about their unhappy lives. Although those contents had nothing to do with them, they were now very worried that the Son of God would ask in detail how the chamber was helping everyone.
You know, many of their "gang methods" are aimed at defrauding money and women, which is a clear violation of church rules!
If in another place, if powerful people come to ask people whether their lives are good or not, everyone is afraid that the other party is a smiling tiger and dare not say badly.
But the church was protected by the gods, which made them feel more secure, so they mustered up the courage to answer honestly.
Austin was furious. "Why do you pay such high taxes? This is twice the amount required by law! And why should you pay taxes when you are so poor that you can't even afford to eat?"
"Was there a drought in Mingjia City five years ago? The City Lord's Mansion sold grain at a high price? Why didn't they report it to the Royal City? His Majesty would have sent a water mage to bring rain!"
Both sides became angrier as they talked.
It is precisely because of the vast territory that areas far away from the royal city are difficult to supervise, making it convenient for wealthy nobles to ignore the law and exploit civilians. In addition, the Holy See of Light uses the banner of saving the suffering to buy people's hearts, so this country has always been like a pile of loose sand and the human race cannot unite.
The people who just learned that the city lord had violated many laws secretly hoped that the prince, who seemed very angry, would vent his anger on the city lord. After being punished, the nobles of Mingjia City would restrain themselves a little, and their future life would be better...
The priests also echoed, yes, yes, they have seen how hard the people have been living over the years, but unfortunately they have no power and cannot interfere with the decisions of the City Lord's Mansion.
The silver-haired young man who had been silent just now closed the account book. He looked at the bishops and priests who felt the same pain as the poor people, and spoke softly, just loud enough for hundreds of people to hear, "Why don't you contact the Bishop's Court? We are both in the royal city, and the priests of the Bishop's Court can pass the message to His Majesty."
"If there is a drought, the Church also has many water mages who can solve this problem. It won't be difficult to send one over."
The entire main hall was in complete silence, so the priests could clearly hear how loudly their own hearts were beating.
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