Baron Selaka still had a busy and fulfilling life today.
In St. Layan Parish, Baron Seraka's reputation can be said to be the best in the same area.
In terms of hard work and conscientiousness, there is no nobleman in the entire diocese who has done better than him. The Marquis of Fawn even praised Baron Selaka by name many times at parish meetings, and gradually began to disclose some very confidential matters.
Distribute it to Baron Selaka.
In addition to his duties as a noble, he also made great achievements for La as a priest of the God of Contract.
I even received the appointment of the district bishop just a few days ago.
Of course, this refers to the diocese of the Titan Empire.
Even though there are churches of Ra everywhere except the Principality of Caral, the God of Contract is not very popular in Bansa, where Tire and Sivir almost monopolize the faith.
Objectively speaking, this appointment order from the God of Contract is actually not very tempting.
As a hereditary baron of Bansa, he still has a considerable degree of power in Bansa, which emphasizes respect for superiors.
If he went to Titan and became a diocesan bishop, his status in Titan would still be inferior to his status in Bansa.
This is actually not a contradiction.
The first thing you need to know is that Titan is a polytheistic country. There are seven gods who can set up churches in the capital of Titan. In addition, there are many weak gods scattered around.
in various regions of Titan.
The Titans were relatively open-minded and advanced in their thinking. Because divine power and royal power checked and balanced each other, the large and small nobles who were fought for by both parties at the same time actually had great rights.
Under the proposal of the God of Contract, Titan began to partially implement a parliamentary system two hundred years ago. Although the emperor still has one-vote veto power, all nobles also have the right to speak and vote in the parliament. If more than three-thirds
If two-thirds of the people pass a resolution, even the emperor must consider their opinions; if they unanimously vote against a certain policy of the emperor, then the policy will be forcibly abolished.
The key is that in the Parliament before God, the status of all nobles is equal. All nobles have the right to propose motions. In each motion, all nobles have one and only one vote. This weakens the rights of the old nobles.
, in the constant replenishment of new blood, younger and more deceitful nobles continue to dilute the rights of the established nobles.
In this passionate country, it can be said that a new tradition is spread every day, and a new idea is born every day. For some old people, this is a country full of turmoil, but for young people. Here
It is a paradise for them to exact their revenge.
At the same time, the entertainment activities of the Titans were very fulfilling: from poets, singers, circuses, theater troupes, to the Colosseum, hunting grounds, and dueling arenas. Under the protection of the gods, almost everyone did not need to worry about food and clothing.
After receiving the minimum survival guarantee, they started.
Because of their various advantages, the Titans are undoubtedly quite proud. They have always claimed that Titan is a civilized country and only Titan is a civilized country. All countries north of Titan are collectively referred to as the "Northern Wilderness" by them.
", many young people even confuse the northern wilderness with the desert north of Suze.
Probably in their eyes, Titan was the center of the world.
This superiority can even be demonstrated by the name Titan. The full name of the Titan Empire is Titankswena. The name means "the land beyond blessings".
The so-called Blessed Land refers to Elcat before it was destroyed.
Elkat is not without its shortcomings, however.
Just as those old people criticized, the country of Titan is really too chaotic.
The emperor and the pope were tit for tat, and the nobles who were attracted by both sides were divided into two factions to fight against each other. In this passionate country, assassinations and turmoil have even become daily life for people in some areas, and even fire in the street is nothing.
Strange things.
Every year, the emperor directly appoints more than a dozen outstanding young people to become nobles. Some big nobles will also entrust land and titles to capable people who defect to him. There are also wealthy businessmen or wealthy bishops who can buy modest titles. But even if
In this way, the number of nobles who appear in the God's Parliament every year is still the same. Even in recent years, it has become less and less.
It is not that some nobles abstained from voting, but that a considerable number of nobles were assassinated on their way to the Parliament or before that. Even the nobles who are also close to the royal family have different internal parties; and the nobles who are close to the gods have different factions.
one's own beliefs.
The Titan Empire can be said to be a country that grew up amid internal strife. In this level of chaos, all kinds of cultists were mixed among the nobles and could not be discovered at all.
However, these problems are not problems at all in front of Selaka.
Selaka carefully rolled up the scroll spread out in front of him, took a deep breath, and showed an obvious look of satisfaction on his face.
"It's... great."
He picked up the scroll and kissed it again and again, his eyes full of intoxication: "That's great...Titan finally sent me a letter..."
"So how are you feeling now?"
Without warning, a gentle voice sounded behind him.
However, Baron Selaka was not surprised at all.
“Of course it’s great! It doesn’t get any better than this!”
He praised loudly and turned his head to look directly at the man in black robe who suddenly appeared behind him: "I have long been tired of this old-fashioned, boring and lazy country. They don't know what they are going to do! It's meaningless.
What’s the point of respecting those in high positions? With such a group of old men and women pressing down on them, some young people with real ideas can’t display their talents at all!”
"Stereotyped! Rotten! Warlike to the point of madness! This country will be destroyed sooner or later! It must be a wise choice for me to withdraw now!"
Selaka looked at the man standing behind him without hesitation, wrapped in a black robe, giving him a sense of threat, and showed a merchant's unique smile: "I haven't heard of anyone else escorting the messenger.
Come here... then, you must be the one who secretly followed the messenger to come here, right?"
"So what?"
The short man shrouded in black robe did not comment on Selaka's statement.
Baron Selaka showed a proud smile: "Then, you don't have to kill me. I have longed for His Majesty the Emperor. You can tie me up and send me to the Emperor. I will prove my love for His Majesty the Emperor."
Loyalty. And if you insist on testing my strength, I will prove it.”
"Oh? Aren't you a follower of Ra?"
The voice of the man in black robe was full of ridicule.
Selaka shook his head and said unceremoniously: "I am not a believer in any god. I just appreciate La's teachings. And I am not a bishop, I am a cardinal. I can't say how much La cares for me.
It would be the same for another god. This can only mean that I have good talent."
"That's it, but you still have to maintain your faith in La. Only in this way can you give His Majesty the Emperor..."
The man in black robe nodded in agreement, then reached out to take off his hood.
Then, the moment Selaka focused her attention on the man in black robe, his whole body shook violently, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He looked down and found an illusory and beautiful huge sword that penetrated his body, slashing from his collarbone to his intestines.
If it were an ordinary sword, as a gold-level person, his body that could already be transformed into elements would naturally not be seriously injured.
However, silver-gray light pierced out from the sword blade. Selaka felt that his soul was sucked by the giant sword, and his whole body could not move. The silver halo spread out under the feet of the black-robed man in front of him made him
Unable to cast a single magical spell, he could only die in endless silence.
"What a pity. If you live another five or six years, maybe you can really overthrow Bantha... But, traitor Selaka, please rest in peace."
The man in black robe spoke slowly and slowly took off his hood, revealing an extremely delicate face that fascinated Selaka deeply.
Chapter completed!