Chapter 220 Middle (Part 2)
Push the time a little bit ahead.
It takes as soon as eight hours to get from a small mining village to the city.
Although this distance is not very far, several territories are required in the middle, and the hilly areas are only relatively flat.
At this time, it was already mid-June, and almost all the plants in the target were covered with a layer of golden beauty. The sun was warm, but it was not too stuffy.
However, all the farmland along the way was deserted, and many of them saw thick smoke soaring into the sky, which was a burning village.
A fast horse quickly ran over Lord Tetasha's territory.
Because the devil is breaking out now, almost all pedestrians on the road fleeing. Apart from these people who are in a hurry, there is no one who has the leisure to travel.
"Look, it's a priest!" At this time, a passerby had already recognized the identity of the horse rider.
"It seems to be the pastor of the Lord of the Glory Church. Look at his clothes!" someone said again.
"It seems that he came from the Tertasha territory. I heard that there was a demon disaster there. I don't know what the situation is there?" said a well-informed person.
"Forget it, how can a small village and town resist the attack of monsters? Let's escape to the city as soon as possible!" Everyone was talking.
The robe on the priest was already in rags. This is how it is. His unique priest temperament and the logo on the robe still made him a landscape that passers-by were curious and concerned about.
This person is no one else, but Pastor Ferguer who is preparing to return to the city to report the situation. He said goodbye to Romon and others, and before he could change any clothes, he rode his horse towards the city.
The summer wind serpent, and his mood was quite hot.
Judging from what I saw along the way, the resistance of demons in other territories was not optimistic. Compared with other priests who assisted in the battle, Pastor Ferguer secretly called for gratitude.
Although the priests who participated in the battle were all sent by the Lord of Glory and also played a certain monitoring role, the victory or loss of the battle they participated in still determines whether their future will be bright or dark.
If the village is broken, it will also be held accountable as a pastor sent there.
When Pastor Ferguer was sent to Tetasha to assist in the battle, he was a little unhappy because he had no background and had been excluded by other pastors in both practice and promotion.
When he was sent to Tetashaw, it was the work of a priest with some background. The priest replaced the place he should have gone to and went to Rocas.
Anyone should know that, first of all, as the scope of the first-line territory, the impact of Romon here will definitely be greater than that of other territories. Secondly, Romon here is just a lord, and Rocus and others' true baron lords, in the eyes of ordinary people, the defensive ability of the baron lord must be much greater than that of a small lord lord.
Even in this case, Pastor Ferguer was sent to Romon's team with a hint of reluctance.
However, the situation here is not as others imagined. First, as a lord, Romon was able to lead the way. Secondly, Romon built a very strong and tall wall, with sufficient weapons to resist the enemy, and enough food to maintain his position for two years.
And Romon's leadership team is also young, young and full of vitality.
These conditions add up to this situation that makes people fall into the eye.
Romon's side, a few days after the outbreak of the demon disaster, not only did not lose his territory, but also firmly restrained the demons and monsters in the mining area.
When I thought of going back to report my achievements here and thinking of my proud situation, Pastor Ferguer's heart became hot and hot.
Along the way, he saw too many miserable refugees, and felt a little sad, but his ability was limited and he could not help them. In a sigh, he returned to the city.
Although the city at this time was not as invaded by demons as the territory outside, fear and worry were still permeated in everyone's hearts and on their faces.
There were almost no people on the street, and all the shops were deserted. Although these shop owners did not leave their shops or closed them, when passing by the door, they could only glance inside and find that the counters of these shops were already empty. Because of the outbreak of the magic disaster, the roads had been blocked, so they were basically out of stock to sell.
Depression is the only word that can describe this situation.
"Stop." When Pastor Ferguer walked to the building of the Radiant Church, he was unexpectedly stopped by several soldiers.
Pastor Ferguer found that they should have been newly transferred and did not know him, so he was not angry, but pulled his robe: "I am the pastor here, and I am back to report on the situation."
Although his robe was already in tatter, the four lines and the logo of the Lord of Glory were still visible.
"Oh, sorry." The soldier hurriedly lowered his head to apologize. After all, compared with a fourth-level pastor in the church, these people have a somewhat humble status.
Pastor Ferguer was anxious to report the situation to the bishop, so he didn't care. He waved his hand and walked over.
After Pastor Ferguer walked over, the soldiers muttered secretly that it seemed that the situation outside was indeed not optimistic. Just looking at the man's dress, he thought he was a refugee. Unexpectedly, a fourth-level priest turned out to be like this.
When I came back to the temple, there were only a few priests busy. When I saw Pastor Ferguer come back, I came over to ask about the situation.
"Fergel, you are the first to come back to report the situation. The Tetashaw leader was indeed unable to defend himself. He was conquered so quickly. However, it is a good thing that you can come back alive. Look at your robes, they are already in such a rag. Have you experienced a very cruel battle?" A priest looked at Pastor Fergel with regret and said.
Although the other pastors did not say anything, their eyes were filled with sighs.
Pastor Ferguer pulled the corners of his lips, which was completely out of the blue. On the way, he saw many villages being broken. Although it might be the priests of other gods, there was not a single one.
Although I thought this way, I still said, "I am really the first to come back? Haha, then you guys are busy first. I will report the results to the Bishop. The people of Tetashau have eliminated five hundred monsters and little demons in the battle these days. When they arrived, they blocked the monsters in the cracks. The territory is still very peaceful. I want to tell Bishop Ebik to make him happy too."
As he said that, he ignored the incredible gazes of the pastors and walked in with great strides.
After going up the second floor, the door of the room near the stairs was closed. He did not go in rashly, but knocked on the door gently: "Sir, Fergull asks you for your meeting!"
"Oh, is Ferguer back? Come in!" Bishop Ebik's clear voice sounded inside. Although Ferguer is talented, the church also pays attention to qualifications and background. This is the only thigh that Ferguer barely hugged.
Pastor Ferguer quickly pushed the door and saw Bishop Ebik sitting at his desk, his eyebrows locked, and he seemed not in a good mood.
"Master Bishop." Pastor Ferguel hurriedly bowed and saluted: "I'll come back to report to you about Tetashawling's situation."
"Oh? Tell me." Bishop Ebik's sharp eyes swept past the ragged Reverend Ferguer.
Pastor Ferguer took a deep breath, and then he told Bishop Ebike about all the situations he had after he got there. While he was talking, he also automatically said a lot of good things to the battle.
It seemed that I didn't expect this would be the case. After listening to his report, Bishop Ebik's face suddenly burst out with excitement: "Five hundred little demons? What you said is true?"
"Yes, swear to God that every word I say is true." Pastor Ferguer hurriedly swore.
"Very good, very good." Bishop Ebik, who was reporting to the leaders of the church on the upper floor, immediately stood up and walked in the room excitedly.
"Pastor Ferguer, you have done a good job. After the battle is over, you come to work by my side. A serious and responsible priest like you need a better development space... As for Lord Tetasha, in this way, many of them should be injured now, and the potions should not be enough. I allow you to sell them healing potions, so I will sell them at a cost price, as an encouragement for them. As for weapons... Well, I will give them two thousand arrows, twenty crossbows, one hundred long spears, and one hundred shields for free, and all of them will be transferred." Bishop Ebik said after thinking for a moment.
This is the first time I have won the news of victory, and the rewards are relatively rich.
Unexpectedly, Bishop Ebik's reward to Romon was so generous. Pastor Ferguer was also very happy. In his opinion, Romon's victory was also counted on him in the church. After so many years of enduring, he finally had to survive this battle.
When he was about to leave, Bishop Ebik said again: "By the way, bring them some more food, take my handwriting, and you can hurry back after you get it."
"Yes." After the bishop finished writing a note, Pastor Ferguer hurriedly took it, said goodbye to the bishop, and walked down.
When he arrived at the Materials Office, he showed the bishop's order. He heard that the territory he assisted could have such a record, so many pastors cast envious eyes on him.
Everyone knows that not only the secular church, but also in the evaluation of God’s grace, a pastor who has repeatedly won the results of the devil is also regarded as a mark of piety, and it will be easier to advance to level later.
Enjoying these gazes, the image of Romon became more and more adorable in Pastor Ferguer's heart.
"Pastor Ferguel, you have everything you want, but I can't give it to you this year." After checking, a pastor across the street said.
Pastor Ferguer knew this man, Harvo, a tall and fat second-level pastor.
This Hafu is now forty years old. In the visible future, this person will never make any progress, but there is some backstage behind this person who has always been in charge of the management of the church logistics department.
Pastor Ferguer was angry, but his tone became softer: "Oh, this was Bishop Ebik's handwritten order. Is there any problem?"
Hafu held the list in his hand, his eyes swept over casually, and said, "Of course it is possible to have Bishop Ebik's handwritten orders, but you also know that these weapons have exceeded some limit and must be signed and approved by Bishop Susim."
Pastor Ferguer was angry and remembered this. He yawned, looked at the sky, and realized that it was too late, so he said, "This is the rule. Since that's the case, I'll come again tomorrow."
If Pastor Ferguer had not been stingy with some benefits in the past, it was just that this Hafu might have been in the Logistics Department for too long and forgot when it was now.
He may not be the first to go back to the church, but it is likely that it will be the first time he has brought about victory. In this case, if he plays some common tricks, even if someone behind him cannot save him.
But now we can do it according to the procedure, so Pastor Ferguer had no slight anger on his face. He said seriously and turned around and went back.
After leaving the logistics department, Pastor Ferguer held the holy emblem and a hint of cold light appeared in his eyes.
As a priest, he is of course very keen in terms of sensing, especially sensing God. He has already felt that as he continues to report the results of war to God, he continues to heal the wounded, and the reported results are constantly increasing, from the sensing of divine power, he has felt that the holy power that has been stagnant for many times has begun to rise.
Although the church of the Lord of Glory has continued to decline for thousands of years, it is still the most powerful church on the entire continent until now, no doubt about it.
This is not only the power of God, but also the strict priest and knight education.
Being able to become a pastor basically proves that piety towards God has reached a certain level. It will be difficult to improve it again.
Therefore, in order to advance to the priesthood level, it is no longer a matter of personal piety, and it is necessary to contribute to God.
This is a metaphor for being a company employee. Loyalty to the boss is of course the foundation, but making money for the boss is also the top priority. No one can reach a high position by relying solely on piety.
Unfortunately, Pastor Ferguer did not have much assistance in the church's political system. Even though he had been working hard and praying hard for all these years, everything was moving closer to God's path, but the increase in holy power was still slower and slower until he stayed at level 4 and no progress was made.
Pastor Ferguer knew very well that this was because he had always been in the auxiliary position and had not gained the opportunity to be the one, such as preside over a certain temple.
To preside over a temple is the class that the priest dreams of. Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. It presides over, preaches, preaches, spreads, and believes, and is a must-pass path to a high position.
But Pastor Ferguer didn't get this opportunity. He could have imagined that in the future, he might have reached level 5 for another ten years, but at that time he was almost in his forties, and he was already at the top of his position as honorary bishop when he retired.
However, now that an opportunity has emerged, destruction is never allowed.
Chapter completed!