[I, the God of Law, Wumianzhe, hereby declare that under my will, the capital of Donglan, Diffindor, shall become the holy land of the Law Faction — a land without sin.]
Under the will of a true God, all mortals must remain humble. When the God's declaration came down from the clouds, even the angriest Holy Knight or priest had to stop all disputes.
The True God in the clouds displayed his divine might. Countless pillars of light descended, and the silver Light of Law illuminated the entire world. The originally dilapidated buildings were covered in a layer of faint silver fluorescence, and the entire city appeared solemn and dignified.
The golden scroll contained the divine power of the God of Law. Without a doubt, this was a country-level (perpetual) tactical forbidden spell.
As the scroll was torn apart, the overflowing power of Law turned me into the medium of this forbidden spell, replacing the God of Law to release this super forbidden spell.
However, outside of the declaration, I added my own commentary.
[Can sunlight exist by itself without the aid of night? Is there no shadow on the other side of the Holy Light?]
[In my city, the undead do not represent evil, and the Holy Light does not represent justice. Before the God's laws, everyone is equal. Only the most heinous sins must be punished!]
Two souls of the same origin resonated with each other. In the end, Wumianzhe, who had no sense of self, gave up on the right to operate. My will made some changes to the original declaration.
When the true God's declaration resounded throughout the entire world, even I was unable to predict what this huge change would lead to, and what changes my sudden addition to the declaration would cause.
At the very least, in the eyes of the other Holy Church job classes, the God of Law's suggestion that "there may be shadows on the other side of the Holy Light, and that the Holy Light does not represent justice" was basically a slap to the face. Even though they were both in the Order Faction, the God of Law was destined to become the number one enemy of the God of Holy Light in the eyes of all the Holy Light job classes.
However, they were unable to criticize him face to face. After all, he was also a true God of the Order Faction. From a certain standpoint, he was an existence on the same level as the God of Holy Light, and the Holy Church was only an earthly servant and representative of the Holy Light Church in name. Although there was a lot of exaggeration in his words, it was still rude for a servant to criticize his master's companion.
"What does Wumianzhe mean by this? Is he going to start a civil war between the Order Gods? "
Servants couldn't do anything to an unwelcome guest, but the master could scold the guest for his rudeness. Everyone was waiting for the God of Holy Light to respond, but there was no response.
Alright then, these two True Gods were existences without any sense of self. They would only act according to their own logic in order to expand their own worshippers. My declaration didn't have any intention of directly criticizing them. All I said was that "there might be shadows, but that doesn't represent justice." This was the truth, and the God of Holy Light's pure logic wouldn't judge it as an attack. In the God of Holy Light's way of thinking, this had nothing to do with him, so he naturally wouldn't respond.
Perhaps in the eyes of those who understand the secrets of the Gods, this is just an insignificant little trick. They might even be suspicious of how Wumianzhe, who has also lost his sense of self, is able to play such a word game. However, in the eyes of most mortals, this is equivalent to the magnanimous God of Holy Light tacitly agreeing to the words of the God of Law.
"There might be villains hiding under the cover of Holy Light, and there might be shadows behind the Holy Light. Perhaps, the Holy Church isn't that holy and just after all."
Perhaps this is what most people think, and in the eyes of the world, the God of Law and the God of Holy Light will definitely start to stand on opposite sides. At the very least, the most direct result of this declaration is that the Holy Church will probably have more thoughts about the Law job classes.
However, since the Holy Church intended to poach talents from the very start and even replace the Holy Light in the future, this level of hostility is within expectations. On the contrary, this kind of external hostility can even cause the Law job classes to unite.
As the caster of this Forbidden Spell, I already understand the effects of this Forbidden Spell.
Under the effects of this Divine Power Forbidden Spell, which is on the same level as the City of Rain, the Light of Law will forever envelop this city. As long as someone commits a serious crime in this city that triggers the God's Law, the highest-level Judgement Spell will turn the person's entire body bright red for at least 24 hours. Then, the law enforcers who hear the news will arrive to judge the person.
In the Guiltless City, any tragic crime will immediately be exposed to the light of day. When a serious crime can't be avoided, it probably won't be long before the ideal of the Guiltless City becomes a reality.
If Sulfur Mountain City is the holy land of the Law Faction, then Diffindor is destined to become the land of miracles and rise to power for the Law Faction. From today onwards, the Law Faction and the Donglan Principality will probably be inextricably linked.
At this moment, the agitated crowd was attacking the Holy Church's group. I signaled to Xueti with my eyes to stop the crowd from attacking the Holy Church.
"Under the gaze of our Lord Wumianzhe, no villains can hide. Although the Holy Church has made many mistakes in the past, the people in front of us are innocent. Please let them leave."
After the miracle, the status of the Church of Law, which has just become the national religion of Donglan, will rise even higher. As the highest Bishop of the Church of Law, Old Cow, will undoubtedly become one of the top three authoritative figures in this country. In such a situation, his words will naturally have an effect.
"Bishop Lofu, staying here will only worsen the conflict. Please leave as soon as possible. If you still want your face, please leave this city as soon as possible. If you insist on staying, please don't die in this city, so as not to increase our workload. "
Xueti insults the Church of Law while leading his people to help him out of his predicament. Under the Church of Law's support, the moment a gap appears in the crowd, that venerated regional bishop runs off first, not even bothering about his own guards and the priests under him.
"That's enough. It'll be troublesome if the bishop dies here. Based on their personality, it's entirely possible that they'll make it sound like 'the God of Law colluded with the Undead and some bishop died in the line of duty'. Looking at him now, he's scared out of his wits and will probably lead his troops to leave soon. It'll be even better if the Holy Church gives up on the Northlands because of this. Sigh, with their tyrannical style of doing things, it's unlikely that they'll give up completely. It seems like there'll be more to be learned in the future. "
The departure of the "antagonist" caused the crowd to cheer for their victory. When the unhappy uninvited guest left, the horn of victory sounded again, and the triumphant marching song started playing again.
Under the war flag, the Knight's triumphant march begins once more, just that it's different from the silent march earlier. This time, when the ancient heroes return in triumph, the citizens also join in the march.
With the guarantee of several epic heroes and the descent of the power of God, the barrier between the living and the dead is finally broken. That one-man show that was forced to hold on has come to an end. Even if there's still some worry and hesitation, there's finally a cheering crowd beside the ancient Knight who is returning home.
The original solemnity is nowhere to be seen. When the living join in the parade, the entire parade begins to be filled with joy and joy.
The elderly try to ask the Knight about the difference between their past and real history. The middle-aged try to leave their impression in front of the Knight. The youngsters look at the unyielding figures of the Mist Knight with reverence and ask if it's possible for them to become one of them. As for the naughty children, they secretly crawl over to touch the ice-cold swords and show off their bravery to their companions.
The Aurora Knight squadron walking at the front becomes the hardest hit. That beautiful ice armor attracts the attention of the women and children. That legendary past makes every man yearn for it. But at this moment, while they are happy in their hearts with a straight face, they still have to explain the dangers of the ice armor and warn the citizens not to touch it, especially in case of the sudden attacks of the naughty children.
Most of the other Knight squadron is the same. But what leaves the deepest impression is the strange way they recognize each other.
"The emblem on this flag, could it be that you're my ancestor?"
"You … You're my younger sister's descendant? You really do look like one! "
"Lord, if you have the time, can you come to our family? My children should be interested in hearing your story. "
"Of course, I'll go after the parade! Everyone, look, I have descendants, I have a family, I'm not alone anymore! "
This kind of situation is not uncommon. After receiving a positive answer, the living will be envied by the other citizens, while the dead will be so happy that they forget themselves, proudly showing off their descendants to their companions. Of course, most of them are the descendants of their brothers.
And those who don't have descendants secretly make up their minds to check on the civil affairs of this place later on to see if they have any blood related descendants or distant relatives who have changed their names. At the very least, they can support a new family of their own.
The cold exterior is a wall. The Undead Knight is used to using the cold exterior to isolate their inner heart. But at this moment, this wall is smashed to pieces, revealing the softest part of the Knight's heart.
There are quite a few who are so moved that they forget themselves. I have even seen two Skeleton Generals who laughed so hard that their lower jaw fell off.
In my eyes, even a man of steel like Casimias, when the young lady puts a flower garland on the head hanging on his waist, his flustered response and his cross-eyed look revealed his emotions and his nature as a century-old bachelor.
Should I be thankful that the Undead are unable to shed tears? Otherwise, judging from the stirring soul undulations of the brothers, the uncontrollable tears of gratitude would have drowned the entire square. If so, this triumphant parade might not be as beautiful.
"Finally … This is a triumphant return!"
Yes, how can it be considered a triumphant return when only the victorious warriors return? The citizens who are waiting and welcoming them are the source of the warriors' struggle. Without the welcome and understanding of the citizens of the Mist, without the citizens' blissful smiles, what is the meaning of the warriors' sacrifice and return?
At this moment, I can finally put down the heavy stone in my heart.
"If the new citizens are unable to accept the Undead Knight, what should we do? When that happens, everyone will probably feel terrible. If such a situation were to occur, I'm afraid that it would be impossible to resolve the situation."
In reality, even though my words are resolute and I am the first to step through the city gates, my heart has been beating like a drum.
But I know that I can't show my fear. Otherwise, those hesitant fellows would definitely 'desert', and it would be impossible for us to achieve our current success.
Even though he is huge and ugly, the shoulders of the Abomination Carlos are filled with naughty children. Perhaps, the young parents hope to communicate more with this young Knight who sacrificed himself at a young age. Or perhaps, the citizens of the Mist are using their own methods to console this unfortunate young man.
Should I be thankful for the obstruction from the Holy Church? If not for their hostility, the hateful dark history wouldn't have been exposed, and we wouldn't have been able to successfully allow the Undead Knight to be accepted by the citizens.
"No, I should be thankful to the citizens of the Mist. It is because I trust them that I made this bet. In any other country, it is impossible for the living to travel together with the Undead! "
"Un, why don't we organize a commemorative festival and have a small celebration every year to deepen our friendship."
I didn't expect that in the future, the famous Ghost Festival of the Northern Lands would be born. On that day, youngsters would dress up as demons and ghosts and begin a grand Ghost Parade. Of course, there would often be real 'ghosts' among them.
The Undead aren't viewed as evil, and this became one of the most important symbols of the Sinless City. Soon, when the news spread, countless people who were discriminated against and minorities began to consider heading to the Northern Lands to take a look.
"I didn't do anything evil, so why are they chasing after me relentlessly? I've had enough of these days of being a street rat. If even the Undead can be accepted, perhaps, a half-elf/half-beastman/demon warlock like me can be accepted by the world and live under the sun. "
…
While Roland was busy preparing for his future, some people were destined to be unlucky.
A few months later, when the news from the Northern Lands reached the Ottoman Empire, the Emperor, who was still energetic despite losing his capital, showed signs of fatigue for the first time.
"You will regret it?" That valiant figure and those words appeared in his dream once more. That pun became the regret of a certain Emperor for the rest of his life.
He had already found out from the contract that the real name of the 'Princess' was Roland. Now that Roland's Valkyrie had appeared in the Northern Lands, if Dasos still didn't know what he had done wrong, there was no need for him to continue being the esteemed Emperor.
"Yes, I regret it! I really regret it! Is this retribution? Is this retribution for allowing others to assassinate you? Or have I made a grave mistake from the start? "
Every time His Majesty was drunk alone, he would wail and shout such words.
At this time, thinking that His Majesty was under too much pressure from the worsening war situation, the attendants at the side would close the door for him and call Lord Hermit and Lord Rosemary.
The former was the advisor that His Majesty trusted deeply. Regardless of whether it was war or daily life, he could always make suggestions that satisfied His Majesty and put His Majesty at ease. The latter, on the other hand, was a super beauty that could make people dizzy. Being considerate, she could relieve His Majesty's stress and emotions with just a few words.
But this time, it seemed that Lord Hermit was busy with the war, so only Rosemary came.
"His Majesty Dasos? Why are you drinking so much again? "
"Rosemary? Come, drink with me. "
"Yes, Your Majesty. Erm, it's better to drink less. Alcohol is bad for your health. "
"Hehe, I didn't expect that you would be so worried about me when she sent you here. Come, let's have a chat."
As expected, after a few words, the heartbroken Dasos's mood improved a lot.
"Rosemary, you are really a roundworm in my stomach. Military, politics, economics, business, you really know everything. … "
The peerless beauty smiled and didn't reply. On the other side of the continent, at the phylactery with pink bones, countless information and secrets directly entered someone's pocket.
"The war in the Ottoman Empire has reached a stalemate? The Three Elemental Gods are making a comeback at the same time? The Beastmen in the North are getting restless? Looks like I have to make early preparations. "
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