In the superstructure of the flagship of the expeditionary corps of Sacred Light Empire, 2 throne pastors and 5 chief pastors from the eastern parish of Sacred Light Empire were enjoying their breakfast delightfully in the dining hall …
Two Throne Pastors were sitting at both ends of the long dining table, while the other five Scepter Pastors were sitting at the two ends of the dining table, three on the left and two on the right.
On the snow-white velvet tablecloth, there was a pile of tableware made of gold. The fresh deer blood that had just been delivered was soaked in a top-grade Fire Dragon Crystal in a goblet full of gems, and it even carried a strange heat …
Sacred Light Empire was a terrifyingly hierarchical place. Therefore, on such an occasion, the other 5 mace pastors could only have their breakfast solemnly and quietly and listen to the conversation between the two mace pastors even though they were knights. Unless one mace pastor mentioned their name, they would not utter a sound.
"The deer blood extracted from the fetus of the female deer is the most nourishing. I'm not used to breakfast without the blood of the fetus …" A slightly fat throne pastor at his 60s who looked like a young girl was drinking deer blood as he slightly shook his head and commented on today's breakfast while sitting at one end of the table.
After drinking the deer's blood, this throne pastor's lips were stained with a layer of scarlet. Coupled with his delicate snow-white skin, the contrast between the red and the white made one feel a chill in one's heart.
"Pitifully, the climate in Sukebi Island is not suitable for raising elk. Additionally, some female deer that were replenished from Lexington Harbor were not suitable for long-distance voyage. Therefore, many female deer died on the way …" Another throne pastor said as he let out a pitiful sigh.
Translator: WQL Editor: Aleem Compared to the throne pastor whose skin looked like that of a young girl, this throne pastor was much older. Not only was he old, but he was also as skinny as a match like an old tree that had lost its water source in a barren land. The loose robe of throne pastor looked like hanging on a hanger made of withered twigs. When he stretched out his arms, his arms looked like the claws of skeletons in graves. Blood vessels and meridians bulged under his grey skin and stuck to his arm bones tightly. The rings made of living stones on his fingers seemed to slip off at any time.
Anyone who saw this person would be able to feel his vitality and life force being ruthlessly and resolutely drained away every second. If it was someone else, they would have died long ago. No one knew how he was still alive and how many years he had lived to this day.
The throne pastor who looked like a skeleton threw a glance at the young throne pastor in front of him with a bit admiring and jealous look. After scooping up a spoonful of golden fish roe with a golden spoon, he let out a sigh, "Thankfully, the fish roe of this Starlight Sturgeon is not bad. The seabird eggs in Sukebi Island are also fresh. These things are rare delicacies in the ocean. Additionally, they contain abundant life energy …"
"The deity said that the source and secret of life is in the embryo of life. As the deity's spokesperson on the earth's surface, of course, we're qualified to enjoy food …"
"We could only make do with it. When we arrive at Ice and Snow Wilderness, we will solve all the problems …"
"No matter what, it's a small place!" The throne pastor whose skin was as smooth as that of a young girl revealed a disdainful smile, "It's said that Peter Hamplester is interesting. He could make some so-called God's will in Ice and Snow Wilderness so as to subdue those ignorant pioneers and Slavic bumpkins. He even became famous here …"
As for these rulers of Sacred Light Empire, nobody else in this world could understand the so-called "God's will" better than them. Those who could reach such a high position must have created some "immortals" so as to show that they were "favored" by the deity. The most common "God's will" such as "holy image's tears", "deity's dream", "reincarnation" and "apocalyptic wisdom" had been played too many times in Sacred Light Empire. Each year, these "God's will" would always appear in the three major parishes of Sacred Light Empire. As for those small parishes, if the pastors of the parishes were powerful and had connections, they would even be supported by corresponding space-teleportation equipment. As for those fools who had never seen the world, it was enough for them to create some "God's will" and "induction" using their portable space-teleportation equipment on special occasions and at certain times, which was enough for them to create a sensation.
In Sacred Light Empire, it was a basic national policy to educate the masses. Before reaching a certain level, many knowledge in this world would be closed to them. Take space-teleportation equipment as an instance, it could be discussed in any other places; however, in Sacred Light Empire, only pastors at a certain level could touch this knowledge and talk about it in private. Space-teleportation equipment had another name in Sacred Light Empire — — Immortal Equipment. All the Immortal Equipment in this world were created by the God of Sacred Light. They were the evidences of the existence of the God of Sacred Light. This was the "standard knowledge" about space-teleportation equipment in Sacred Light Academy.
"Lord Murphy, are you interested in Peter Hamplester?"
"I'm interested in those water tanks of Ancient God Church. Coincidentally, my courtyard needs some containers for watering flowers!" The young throne pastor threw a glance at the old throne pastor as he said leisurely, "I've also heard that some of Peter Hamplester's kids are special. Those kids are still innocent. Their blood must contain more powerful life energy …"
The old throne pastor's eyes suddenly turned as sharp as sabers and swords as he stabbed into the young throne pastor's face. However, the young throne pastor just kept eating and drinking another mouthful of deer blood as if he had not seen that. He said, "Lord Miller must need those kids. I don't want to compete with Lord Miller. As for the others …"
"At my age, apart from things that can buy me time, everything else is meaningless to me!" the old throne pastor said with a sigh.
The young throne pastor smiled as he raised his golden glass, saying, "Nice to cooperate with you …"
"I'm old. Lord Murphy, you must have a bright future in the eastern parish!"
The two people clinked their glasses in the air. After that, they bottomed up the fresh deer blood.
When they were having breakfast, the two commanders-in-chief of the expeditionary army of Sacred Light Empire had already reached an important agreement and compromise. After toasting each other, they had divided the most important booties of Sacred Iceland Kingdom. Neither of them felt that it was improper. For them, this expedition was more like a brilliant armed parade than an expedition. Besides being a bit bored on the ship as knights, it was nothing different than a vacation. Because according to their intelligence, nobody across Ice and Snow Wilderness could resist their arrival.
However, no matter what, as the expeditionary fleet approached the waters of Ewentra Archipelago, even though the expeditionary fleet was not afraid of a frontal conflict with Sacred Iceland Kingdom, they still had to be careful about other means. At breakfast, the heads of the expeditionary fleet mainly discussed about this issue.
After dividing the booties, the two major figures were both in a good mood. Therefore, they started to discuss the possible problems that they might face.
"It's said that Peter Hamplester might be a bit tricky. It's said that Peter Hamplester might be a very powerful animal controller. He could control a powerful huge deep-sea monster …"
"Huge deep-sea monster could only threaten those below knights. There are 7 knights in our fleet. As long as Peter Hamplester's huge deep-sea monster dares come here, it would just be an additional meal for the fighters of our expeditionary army. It's said that the flesh of huge deep-sea monster is also a great tonic!"
"There are some disgusting flies riding sharks around the fleet. They're fighters of sea bear tribe in Ice and Snow Wilderness. From today on, we have to dispatch people to clean it every day. Don't let those flies disturb us. As for knights, it should be an entertainment for this boring journey!"
"Huck, each of you will be responsible for one day. Before our fleet arrives at the waters of Ewentra Archipelago, we should have some necessary deterrence; otherwise, those bumpkins in Ice and Snow Wilderness would really think that we're here for a cruise!"
"Yes, Lord!" A knight who was eating breakfast at the table instantly wiped his mouth with a napkin after hearing his name being mentioned by a throne pastor. Closely after that, he stood up and answered loudly, "I will go right now. But there's one problem. Although these flies are easy to be cleaned, those merchant ships are a bit troublesome. The trace of our fleet would be exposed by those merchant ships every day. It's said that the Chamber of Commerce of Sacred Iceland Kingdom has offered 500 gold coins as long as any merchant ship could provide one piece of accurate information about our fleet. Lord, do you think we need to sink those merchant ships?"
The young throne pastor watched the old throne pastor as he became silent for a second, "Many of those merchant ships come from the Western Continent. If we sink them rashly, some countries might find an excuse to interfere with the action of the expeditionary army. Perhaps they're waiting for us to do that. What do you think, Lord Miller …"
Before the old throne muling opened his mouth, Zhang Tie's strike had already arrived... (To be continued.)
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