Savin Terry was silent for a long time.
After reading the newspaper and hearing Amber's words, the priest instantly connected all the things that had happened in Louen City in the past and the propaganda campaign carried out by Cecil's people. Although all these things were beyond his experience and knowledge, he could still analyze the means and purpose of Cecil's people.
"You want the Church of Holy Light to lose the support of the people in the Southern Territory. You want to drive the church out by encouraging the people. This is cutting off the roots of the church. It seems that Duke Gwen Cecil doesn't like to have any authority other than himself in his territory."
"I didn't expect a priest to be so thorough in this' mundane 'matter." Amber looked at the priest in front of her with a little surprise. "But basically, that's what he means."
"Are you so sure that I'll help you do this?" Savin Terry looked into Amber's eyes. "Don't forget, I'm still a priest of the church."
"To be honest, I don't believe it. But our lord does," Amber replied frankly. "He once said that there can't be only one Wright who still has a conscience in the whole Church of Holy Light. As a huge organization, there must be a variety of voices in the Church of Holy Light, and some of them have the same interests as us. As long as the interests are the same, we can win them over and win them over. "
"You said that you want to banish the church and let the people have the holy light. What are you going to do?"
"Why do you ask me? Can't you guess it after reading those leaflets?" Amber spread out her hands. "I don't quite understand the taboos of you bunch of swindlers, but in my opinion, releasing the right to interpret the classics, allowing the people to have direct access to theological knowledge, reducing the authority of the church, and allowing free belief. All these are good things, and I believe that you and your two friends also agree with this point. Otherwise, you wouldn't have come."
"Perhaps … but can you really do it?" Savin Terry straightened his body and looked straight into Amber's eyes. He couldn't feel any powerful fluctuation of power from this half-elf girl, but he knew that behind this half-elf girl, there was a terrible force. Today, his choice was likely to determine his life and death. However, he still had to say it out loud. "Drive out the Holy Light Religion from this land and replace it with you — or the puppet New Religion that you've raised. You're nothing more than changing from one authority to another authority. Is there really a fundamental change? Perhaps you will promote a new set of doctrines, perhaps you will be gentler and more open-minded than the Church of Holy Light, but will the Holy Light really be in everyone's hands? Authority will eventually appear. As long as there is a group that has more right to speak than others, more resources, and better channels, then authority will still be authority. It is just a whitewash, a beautification, and the methods used to make it look bright. "
This time, Amber was really a bit surprised. She looked up and down at this fearless Holy Light priest and slightly nodded. "Go on."
"… You've measured the clergy in Louen City by 'conscience' and selected me. But with all due respect, I don't think you're more 'righteous' than the Church. Although you've succeeded in making the Church the object of people's hatred and molded yourself into the image of the people, I don't think you're better than the Church. You've used those leaflets to guide people's emotions, used the one-sided truth to put a mask on the priests of the Cathedral, and used money and power to build momentum to make yourself look great and correct. But when the Church gave out porridge during the famine, did you publicize it? When the Church's Knight regularly went to the focus of magic to exterminate the magical beasts, did you publicize it? When you made a mistake, did you publicize it?
"You say you want to overthrow the authority of the Church, but Cecil is just another authority. The difference is that the Church may use faith to control the people, but your Duke … he will use his power to control the faith."
The officers of the Military Intelligence Agency were enraged. They immediately surrounded Sylvan Terry with weapons in their hands. Sylvan Terry was a priest, but he was not good at fighting, and he did not carry any magic weapons with him. At such a close distance, the officers of the Military Intelligence Agency, who were armed with special extraordinary weapons, could easily kill a priest who did not have time to cast spells — and his two companions.
The two priests beside Savin Terry were also nervous, but their first reaction was to protect him. At the same time, they were ready to die.
Amber blinked. At this moment of sudden tension, she sighed from the bottom of her heart. "Oh my god, what you said makes sense!"
An officer of the Military Intelligence almost dropped the melted dagger in his hand. "Boss?! Wake up … "
Amber waved his hand and interrupted his subordinate. He then looked at Savin Terry, who also had a shocked expression on his face. "That's right. I think what you said makes a lot of sense. In fact, other than the fact that you didn't mention the words' divine right of the king ', what you said is almost exactly the same as what Duke Cecil said to me."
Savin Terry, who was ready to die, finally could not control his tense expression. "… Ah? That Duke … he said this himself? "
"Not only did he say it, but he also explained the process in detail to many of us." Amber nodded frankly and met Savin Terry's shocked gaze. "Do you think we will call ourselves the messengers of justice? We have never said that we represent justice — what we represent is only progress. Or rather … what we represent is higher efficiency and value. "
Amber said as she picked up the newspaper. "Do you see this newspaper? What do you see in it? "
Savin Terry furrowed his brows. "Your propaganda tool?"
"No, what you should see is that we can print hundreds of thousands of newspapers in a day. We can quickly spread this kind of newspaper all over the Southern Territory. We can publicize new government decrees and preach like this. Why? Because we are more advanced.
"The commoners of Cecil City don't have to suffer from the cold during the winter because we built a very useful Mana Heat Exchange Station. They don't have to go hungry all year round because we use factories to produce alchemy potions that can increase food production. They can freely discuss scriptures, receive Holy Light treatment, receive free Holy Water, and learn the doctrine of the church without being asked. They can also become Priests because we changed the organizational structure of the church and fundamentally changed the teachings. We also found a more effective way to use the Holy Light, to the point that we can mass produce Holy Water and Holy Tools …
"So when you see these new laws, new doctrines, and new things, don't be in a hurry to ask whether these things are righteous or not. You have to ask the people of Cecil City, ask them whether their current life or their previous life is better.
"Even a fool will tell you that a life with enough food and warm clothes is better!
"Priest, I have always called people like you fakes, but I will call you priest. You don't think that Cecil City is more righteous, and you even think that what we do in Louen City is dirty and despicable. I only have one comment on your ideas — great! You are a smart man! And I like to deal with smart people. "
Hu Po stopped, and Savin Terry had unknowingly taken half a step back. This tall and thin middle-aged man seemed to be out of breath. It was the first time in his life that he had dealt with such a person — such an undisguised, unpretentious, unevasive, and unpretentious act. Savin was used to talking to all kinds of "upper-class" people, who were best at talking about their own morality and glory. But the half-elf in front of him, who represented Cecil's forces, must have a high status. Her style was really strange.
"Yes … I remember … In your leaflets, you really don't emphasize words like justice and glory," the priest said, shaking his head with a wry smile. "The most you say on the leaflets is that everyone can eat and wear warm clothes, everyone can learn the doctrines, and free holy water."
"Yes, this is what we 'unjust' people have to do," Amber said with a smile. "I heard from Leit that you are also a priest who was promoted step by step from a civilian, and until now, you have been sending your monthly allotment of donations to the countryside. So, are you interested in Cecil, the authority of 'unjust'? We will eliminate our enemies, we will control the Southern Territory, we will use all kinds of honorable and dishonorable means to achieve our goals. In the words that Duke Gawain Cecil once told me, he will use all means, all means, all means, all ingenuity, and without the spirit of a noble, to rule this land, so that this land can be prosperous and strong.
"Perhaps we aren't all that great and honorable. Perhaps we really are just a new authority that will replace the Church of Holy Light. However, we can make all the people of the Southern Territory live a better life, and the Holy Light can continue to exist in this better land.
"Priest, this is an unjust thing. Do you want to join us?"
The room became silent. Savin Terry's heart was pounding. After a few deep breaths, he finally opened his mouth. "… There are about a hundred priests in the city who are against Fran Belang. Most of them are low-level priests, but we control the small church area at the edge of the city …"
"All the priests who are awakened and stand on the right side will be friends with Cecil. As long as you are willing to abide by our laws and accept the new doctrine, you can still live in this land. You are still the messengers of the Holy Light, and even Louen City … can continue to be the 'Holy City'."
If it was said that Hu Po's previous words had caused a huge psychological impact on Sylvan Terry, then this reply had completely calmed the Priestess' heart.
The situation was irreversible.
Louen City was slipping into the abyss. Everyone in the church area knew this. The influence of the Church of Holy Light here had collapsed. No matter what the priests of the cathedral did next, it would only accelerate the collapse. Whether it was to wait for death, to defend themselves, to block the leaflets, or even to carry out more extreme and bloody repression on the civilians … there was no hope at the end.
All along, the church had the power to speak. Now that Cecil had greater power in this regard, the church that relied on "faith" to survive naturally could not continue to survive.
Actually, he had no choice. Four days ago, when Savin Terry returned to the Church District under the "escort" of the disciplinary monks and the knights of the Holy See, and found a note in his pocket with the name "Daughter of the Shadow Goddess" written on it, Savin Terry already knew about this.
In order to save the lives of his only like-minded compatriots in the church, he had to agree to Cecil's request.
Before this, he just wanted to see the face of the person who was about to rule all of this.
Now he seemed to see it clearly. It was indeed not a glorious and great ruler, but a more suitable one.
"What should I do?"
Amber smiled. "We are going to take down the cathedral together with the civilians of Louen City. And you will become the symbol and representative of the people in the Church of Holy Light who have awakened."
(Everyone, the abnormal PV2 is out!! Let me tell you, the scenes are strong, especially the small church. It was really the original art that was burned with money. God knows how much money they spent to prevent the scene from collapsing …)
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