At night, Church of the Three Destinies, restaurant.
The lit white wax lit up the quiet room. Four old people were sitting around the round dining table covered with white cloth. They lowered their heads and silently tasted the food on the plate. It was a roast goose that had just been baked. , the plump foie gras is fried in butter, and the greasy aroma wafts in your nose.
The knife and fork clinked in contact with the bottom of the plate. After taking a few bites, the old man sitting on the left suddenly picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth. He picked up the wine glass filled with red liquid, took a sip, and asked hoarsely: " Fowler, do you really want to take revenge on the Church of Truth?"
"This is why I invited you here."
Fowler stuffed a piece of goose meat covered with applesauce into his mouth and chewed it hard, "Father Mawei disrupted Yin Fulin's wedding, turned the Church of the Three Destinies into a joke in other people's mouths, and also used tricks to kill Sarah. Tuke...of course I have to give something in return.”
"You are upset." Another old man said softly: "In this case, it is easy to fall into misunderstandings and fall into traps."
"I am not sleeply."
"Not always..."
The fourth old man sneered, "Not only did you invite us, but you also asked us to bring saints from our respective parishes... You intend to completely destroy the Church of Truth."
Bishop Fowler said nothing and continued to eat the roast goose.
"This is different from the Archbishop's plan."
winter!
Bishop Fowler punched the table with his fist, and the cups and porcelain plates clinked. He gritted his teeth and said: "You don't understand the situation at all, and you don't understand the Church of Truth! We must not let them leave the Kingdom of Windsor! Once we let them escape our control, , just like a living fish entering the water, or a loach entering a hole, it can no longer be caught!”
"Sooner or later..."
"They will become our greatest enemies!"
"So you think the Archbishop's judgment was wrong?"
"...No, the archbishop's judgment is of course correct, but it is based on the high level. If they knew about the situation of the Church of Truth and had contact with Father Mawei, they would definitely eradicate the roots in advance instead of letting them leave the Kingdom of Windsor. !”
Although he answered affirmatively in his heart, Bishop Fowler still did not admit it. He emphasized again and again the horror of the Church of Truth, but...
The three bishops next to him never expressed their stance.
It is no secret that there is competition between various dioceses, especially bishops who believe in different goddesses. When the Pope dies, a new archbishop will surely become the pope. By then, which bishop will not covet the position of archbishop?
This may be their only chance!
Everyone wants to make meritorious deeds, but no one dares to make mistakes.
Making mistakes... is more terrible than making meritorious deeds!
"Have you asked Wilder, the goddess of health, for instructions?"
"I asked for permission..." Bishop Fowler said with a dark expression: "The goddess only responded to me with one sentence, follow your fate."
destiny...
What an ambiguous term?
What is destiny?
No one knows what fate is. Maybe the current confusion is fate, or maybe their next decision is fate.
"You are not sure what the goddess means, so you plan to implement your own judgment?" The old man on the left shook his head slowly: "Fowler, if you let Archbishop Ubli know about this, you will definitely be punished."
"I trust my own judgment."
"But you don't understand the situation at all." The old man on the left said again: "If you choose to let it go and let the Church of Truth leave, then you will have no merit and no fault. No one can say anything to you. Take a step back and say , even if you eradicate the Church of Truth, what will you get? Punishment!"
"on the contrary..."
"If you turn a blind eye to the Church of Truth and just report your judgment, and when the Church of Truth develops in the future and becomes our enemy, you have a forward-looking vision and will definitely attract the attention of Archbishop Ubli! This is You should do it!”
It may be a wise decision to eradicate the Church of Truth before they develop, but that will not do any good to Bishop Fowler.
Because no one knows what the destiny is, and no one is sure whether the Church of Truth can develop.
If he does nothing, just puts forward his own opinions and leaves the choice to the higher-ups, Bishop Fowler has made meritorious deeds and deserves to be rewarded. But if his opinions come true, he will surely soar into the sky!
Becoming an archbishop is no longer a dream!
"Yeah..." Bishop Fowler laughed at himself, his eyes gradually becoming colder: "Maybe I should do this, but have you ever thought about the bad impact that establishing such a formidable enemy will have on the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny? ? If my choice today can eliminate the enemy in the future at a small cost, that would be great, this is exactly what I want to do!"
"This is the destiny that Goddess Wilder calls..." An old man laughed in a low voice: "You are in the destiny, and you are the chess piece destined to fall, Fowler."
"My strength alone is limited. Just in case, I invite you to come and help me." Bishop Fowler said: "In return, you can get my friendship. If you need it in the future, I will do my best." Help.”
"It seems that you are really pissed off..."
The old man on the left was about to continue speaking when he suddenly heard the door of the restaurant open. In the darkness, a black-clothed divine servant hurriedly walked in, ran to Bishop Fowler, bent down and said something.
Bishop Fowler, who was tasting red wine, paused his palms, turned to look at the servant of God, and narrowed his eyes: "Where is he?"
Ernest, the servant of God, said quickly: "I arranged for him to be placed in a secret room."
"very good."
Putting down his wine glass, Bishop Fowler immediately stood up and said to the old people: "You three, let's go and take a look. A young man named Cassim Cecil came to the door and said that he had important information about the Church of Truth. report...."
The three old men looked at each other with interest. They put down their knives and forks, pulled off the napkins from their necks, and followed Bishop Fowler to the secret room at the deepest level of the first floor.
The lights in the secret room were dim, and a young man wearing a red military uniform sat at the table, staring at the candlelight, with an uneasy expression on his face.
When he saw someone walking into the secret room, he stood up immediately, knelt on one knee in front of Bishop Fowler, and said with fear: "Qasim Cecil, I have seen the bishop."
Bishop Fowler walked to the table and sat down. He and the other three old men looked at Kasim with cloudy eyes. After a while, he said leisurely: "Kasim, what do you want from me?"
Kasim raised his head, glanced at the three old men next to him, and said nothing.
"They are all trustworthy, don't worry, just say it."
"yes."
After organizing his language, Qasim took out a list and handed it to Ernest next to him, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, please take a look."
After receiving the list handed over by Ernest, Bishop Fowler glanced at it casually and his eyelids twitched suddenly.
The names on the list looked very familiar, especially the first few. They were all believers of the Church of Truth. Bishop Fowler had already sent someone to find out about this.
He pretended to be stupid and asked: "What is this?"
"List of believers of the Church of Truth." Qasim said: "This is a real list, different from the list submitted by Mawe Enders to the Religious Affairs Bureau, which is fake."
"Oh? Why did he submit a fake list? Is he trying to defraud the monthly subsidy of 50 gold pounds?"
"My Healing Game"
Cassim gave Bishop Fowler a deep look, stood up and left.
Ernest stopped him quickly and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, Mr. Qasim, Bishop, he was just joking with you."
"If you treat the Truth Church with this attitude, I think there is nothing more to say."
"Kasim..."
Bishop Fowler then said, "Since you came here with sincerity, let's have a frank talk. Please sit down."
After Cassim sat down, Bishop Fowler asked again: "What do you know?"
"Half a month ago, a god came to the Church of Truth."
According to the plan that had been rehearsed in advance, Qasim quickly replied: "Just like your church."
"Well...how are you sure that a god has come to the Church of Truth?" Bishop Fowler looked at him with a smile.
"Mavi Enders received a message from the Oracle."
"Oracle..." Bishop Fowler nodded slowly, exchanged glances with the three old men next to him, and asked cryptically: "Then what?"
"Then?"
As if he was offended by something, Kasim suddenly became angry: "Bishop Fowler, is your so-called openness just here to test whether I am sincere? Okay, then let me tell you, Mavie Enders has already seen through it. Your scheme, the "New Religious Law", is nothing more than a means to restrain small churches! The number of believers determines the power of gods. You ask for the list of believers to dig up their roots, and judge whether gods have come to small churches based on the authenticity of the lists. right?"
"I know everything you want to know, but it's so unreasonable for you to treat me like this!"
With that said, Cassim was about to leave resolutely. This time, before Ernest could stop him, Bishop Fowler stood up in person, held Cassim's shoulders, and said in a gentle tone: "Son, it's not that I don't believe it. You, but there are a lot of doubts about you, after all, your mother is Father Mawei’s most loyal believer, how can I not doubt it?”
"I'm here just for my mother!"
Qasim frowned and said, "She doesn't know she has gone astray. I really have no choice!"
"Astray...why do you say astray?"
"Because the Church of the Three Goddess of Destiny has millions of believers!" Kasim suddenly raised his voice: "This is something everyone knows! If the power of a god is determined by the number of believers, then there are only a few hundred believers. How can the Church of Truth be compared with the Church of the Three Destinies? These are not opponents of the same level at all!"
"This is a man who understands." The old man with scars on his face suddenly laughed: "The strength of the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny is indeed going to crush the Church of Truth."
"It would be fine if it was just like this, but Mave Enders actually abandoned the believers and fled to the Romanov Kingdom! He also asked my mother to be responsible for the church affairs after he left. Isn't this pushing my mother into a pit of fire? !" Kasim said plausibly: "My mother was fed some ecstasy by him and followed him unswervingly, but I can't just watch!"
Bishop Fowler nodded, pulled Kasim to sit down, and asked, "So you want to betray Father Mavey to protect your mother from harm in future battles?"
"Yes..." Kasim said in frustration: "I would rather betray the knight's oath than let my mother be harmed."
A filial son who betrays his faith in order to protect his mother?
This is not uncommon and even reasonable.
not to mention...
Ernest also handed a piece of information to Bishop Fowler.
"It turns out that you are the attendant of Knight Steele Ritter." Bishop Fowler suddenly realized it and handed the information to the other three old people.
Who is Steeled Ritter?
Lieutenant Ross Lair!
What happened in the Roslair Army not long ago may be a secret to others, but Qasim, as one of the soldiers, is definitely an insider.
And it happens that the Rosslare Army is under the control of the fourth prince Arthur, and is an ally of the Church of the Three Destinies...
Thinking about it this way, Qasim's situation was indeed extremely embarrassing.
The knight he was loyal to became an enemy overnight, and his mother was abandoned. Who can stick to their faith under such circumstances?
It’s long past time for us to turn against each other!
"Son, I understand everything."
After reading the information, Bishop Fowler smiled even more: "What information can you provide me?"
"Marvey Enders plans to leave the Kingdom of Windsor by boat from New Ross Port tomorrow night and go to the Kingdom of Romanov. I don't know whether it will be by sea to land or by boat directly. I was not present when they discussed the route, but the departure time It must be tomorrow night." Qasim said firmly.
"Tomorrow night, um, I understand, is there anything else you want to tell me?"
"Actually...actually..." Kasim gritted his teeth, as if he had made some decision: "Actually, Mavie Enders wanted me to become a spy, break into the Church of the Three Destinies, and help them. Provide a steady stream of information.”
"Oh?" Bishop Fowler raised his eyebrows: "This is a good note, but based on my understanding of Father Mavey, he will not hand over such an important task to someone who cannot be fully trusted..."
"You still don't believe me."
Cassim suddenly pulled out his long sword and pointed it at Bishop Fowler. Immediately in his narrowed eyes, the sword edge turned and penetrated his chest.
puff!
The sword pierced the heart, and blood spurted out immediately. Kasim's face suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were full of anger: "Do you believe it now?!"
The four Bishop Fowler's eyes were slightly moved. Before they could say anything, Kasim fell to the ground with a thud. In the slowly spreading pool of blood, he grabbed the hem of Bishop Fowler's white robe, and his purple lips squirmed: "If... .If the information I provided is correct...please let my mother go..."
With his arms hanging down weakly, Bishop Fowler looked at Cassim's body that was gradually losing its vitality. He suddenly sighed and the gold ring on his middle finger dimly lit up.
The magic of the Lord God, the realm of immortality!
The wound healed quickly, and the crazy-growing muscles, accompanied by the powerful beating heart, squeezed out the long sword inserted into the body. Bishop Fowler helped Kassim up, and whispered in the other's disbelieving eyes: "Good boy, you have already You have proven your honesty with practical actions. Now you and Ernest change into clean clothes and go back. I will take your mother's matter into consideration."
After Qasim left and the door to the secret room was closed heavily, an old man spoke up and said, "Do you think he is trustworthy?"
"If you dare to risk your life...you are either an extremely decisive and brave child, or you are a desperate coward."
Stroking the golden ring, Bishop Fowler murmured: "No matter what kind of person it is, we should give him a chance, otherwise who will dare to surrender to us in the future?"
"What's more..."
"If he is sincere, then we will make a lot of money..."
