The light of day fell, and the holy city was shrouded in a faint glow.

Maureen walked slowly in front, while Feilin followed quietly behind him.

"Master, the current situation is very critical, you see..." Feilin looked at Morin and wanted to say something.

"Don't worry, Feilin."

Maureen smiled slightly and shook his head. His expression was very calm, without any sign of urgency.

"By the way, have you given them instructions?"

Morin looked ahead and asked casually.

"I've already told them." Feilin nodded and said, "Last night, I sent knights to visit the homes of various knight nobles and asked them to attend the court meeting today and pay their respects to you, the master."

"Just tell them."

Mo Lin said lightly. He stretched and yawned, and said, "Let's see how many people will come today."

Yes, it’s time to see how many knight nobles really take him, the Holy Lord, seriously.

Whether it is killing the Black Soya Snake People outside or suppressing those people with ulterior motives, it is very simple and easy for Morin, who has now formed a new bloodline and greatly improved his strength. However, such an opportunity is rare and very interesting.

Isn't it? Maureen smiled silently.

Soon, it was time for the gathering, but not many knights and nobles came, only about 70% of the usual number.

Those knights and nobles did not speak, but their eyes flickered, and the way they looked at each other was very wrong. It was obvious that they had other thoughts in their minds.

"Your Excellency the Holy Lord..."

Gray looked at Maureen, hesitant to speak.

After saying a few simple words, Maureen stood up.

"Okay, the meeting is adjourned. You can go back. Remember, you still have to come here at this time tomorrow." Morin raised his eyes slightly, looked at the many knights and nobles in front of him, and said lightly.

Many knights and nobles said goodbye to Morin, turned around and left the Holy Palace one by one.

On the second day, there were even fewer knights and nobles, only about 60% of the usual number.

Morin turned a blind eye to all of this, as if he had not noticed the missing knights and nobles at all. He said a few words lightly and dismissed the meeting.

On the third day, the court meeting was held again.

Even fewer knights and nobles came. All the liberal knights and nobles did not show up. In the hall, there were only the knights and nobles of the Holy Lord.

Only 50%.

After the court meeting was over, Feilin and Gray hurriedly found Morin.

"Owner!"

Feilin's voice sounded anxious, which made people particularly worried.

"My Lord, this cannot go on any longer. If it continues like this, no more knights and nobles will come to attend the court meetings. By then, the majesty of the Holy Palace will disappear completely, and no knight or noble will take the Holy Palace seriously."

Gray looked a little excited. He held the cross sword at his waist, took a deep breath, and said, "Master, let me take the knights of the Holy Palace to kill one or two knights who did not come to the court meeting earlier. We must establish our majesty with iron and blood!"

Gray's voice was sonorous and powerful, and extremely cold.

But Maureen simply smiled.

"No thanks," he said.

"Don't worry, the Holy Palace is still the Holy Palace, and I am still the Holy Lord. That won't change."

Maureen said as he walked towards the back.

Gray and Feilin looked at each other, then looked at Maureen's back, and remained silent.

According to common sense, they should feel nervous and disappointed, but for some reason, when they heard Morin's calm voice and saw Morin's back, they felt a sense of calmness in their hearts, and instantly had an indescribable calmness.

Time moves on and everything goes on.

The fourth day of the morning meeting.

The knights and nobles gradually came over, but only about 30% of them.

The fifth day of the morning meeting.

There are very few knights and nobles coming.

Only 20% of the past.

The sixth day of the morning meeting.

Fewer knights and nobles came.

The seventh day's morning meeting.

The eighth day of the morning meeting.

The ninth day's morning meeting.

…………

When the court meeting began on the tenth day, Morin did not leave quietly as usual.

He looked at the sparse number of knights and nobles in front of him, who numbered less than 10%, and slowly stood up.

"It's really surprising that so many people are still here to attend the meeting."

A smile appeared on Maureen's face.

He exhaled lightly and said, "Very good, really, you are really good."

boom!!

A powerful aura rose from Morin's body, and a thick black gas suddenly surged like a tide, causing the entire hall to tremble constantly.

"this……"

"Lord Saint, you..."

Not only the knight nobles, but even Gray and Feilin couldn't help but reveal shock on their faces.

It was so scary, really so scary. Just by standing in front of that long black pillar, they felt as if their whole bodies were trembling and their souls were being torn apart.

It was as if there was another completely detached existence, looking down at them with indifference and coldness.

"Okay, go back. Come again tomorrow, and come one last time." Black air and faint black and red flames lingered around Morin. He raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly, saying, "Do you understand?"

"Okay...Okay, Lord."

These knights and nobles were all very excited. At this time, they were able to persevere for a long time and attend the court meeting with fewer and fewer people. Naturally, they were extremely loyal to Morin, so at this time, they were a little overwhelmed.

Of course, Morin has also used chips to scan and analyze these knight nobles in the past few days, and believes that these knight nobles are loyal.

This is a very important reason.

After the knight nobles left, Feilin and Gray slowly walked over.

"Your Majesty, you..." Gray opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Morin's calm face, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

"Don't worry."

Maureen just spoke softly.

Gray was stunned, but he felt inexplicably relieved.

"Those people are probably still laughing at the Holy Lord, wanting to make fun of him." Such a thought flashed through Gray's mind.

In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

…

In the banquet hall.

The candlelight was shining, the beautiful maids were dancing, the roast goose was emitting a faint fragrance, everything was so beautiful.

"Have you heard that there are fewer and fewer people attending the Holy Lord's meeting and paying homage to the Holy Lord recently?" Conn put down the silver knife and fork in his hand, looked at the other knights and nobles, and said lightly. He was the leader of the liberal knights and nobles.

"Haha, the Holy Lord doesn't even think about the current situation. Does he think anyone will obey his orders?"

"You're right, Holy Lord? That Maureen Olsen is just an idiot, a self-righteous idiot!"

The other liberal knights and nobles laughed loudly, appearing unscrupulous and particularly presumptuous.

Conn laughed too.

"Yes, the Holy Lord is really..." Kang En shook his head slightly and said, "From now on, mankind will no longer have a Holy Lord."

…

Claire and many knight nobles gathered together, and they were talking in low voices.

They talked about Maureen's recent behavior and moves.

"No one is going, but we still have to let the knight nobles attend the so-called court meeting..." said a knight noble, shaking his head slightly with a disdainful sneer on his face.

"Maureen Olson, he is not worthy to be our Holy Lord."

Claire closed his eyes slightly, and then he opened them.

"Okay, let's continue discussing what to do next." Claire said.

The knights and nobles gathered together and discussed again.

…………

Larin walked slowly in the slums. Beside him were many poor people with glowing eyes and fanatical looks on their faces.

Larin said some comforting words, but his mind was thinking about other things.

"Holy Lord? Haha, just an idiot trying hard to maintain his dignity."

"He is no longer a threat. Next, we only need to consider those knight nobles."

…………

Morin left the Holy Palace.

He was in a good mood and decided to walk around outside to see the holy city now.

Although the holy city is still very prosperous, one can clearly feel the tension and depression behind this prosperity.

The storm is coming.

"Huh?" Mo Lin looked to the side and suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

He moved his hand and grabbed the wall next to him.

The walls of the alley were made of bluestone and were very hard. When Morin put his hand in, the wall rippled slightly like water waves.

Morin's palm moved slightly, and soon he pulled a wriggling black snake out of the wall.

The little black snake was very slippery, and its exposed purple-black teeth were very sharp. It was obvious at first glance that it was terribly poisonous and ferocious, but it trembled in Morin's palm and did not dare to move at all.

"This little snake... is the breath of the Black Soya Snake Man. It's fast, it's really fast. The Black Soya Snake Man is coming with great force."

Mo Lin raised the corner of his mouth, laughed, and said, "It's getting more and more interesting."

He turned and walked outside.

With a "puff" sound, as Morin exerted force with his palm, the little black snake was crushed into pieces.