Norton City, the Unfallen City, is one of the city fortresses on the frontline of the Duke of Hughes' war against the Kingdom of Sirnia. And this is the first line of the war that Yide chose to rush to help.
The crimson plain, this is the foreground of Norton City. The majestic dark red land has absorbed the blood of many soldiers and swallowed up the lives of many soldiers.
Norton, the never-falling city, stands in front of the crimson plain on the border between vampires and the Principality of Hughes. Norton, the never-falling city, has a history of more than a thousand years. It can be said that this city is where many human warriors have used it for thousands of years.
A steel fortress made of blood!
Norton City has remained unchanged for thousands of years, which is a symbol of the Principality of Hughes's fight against vampires.
Over the millennia, three more war fortresses rose up around the everlasting city of Norton to firmly protect the city. For this reason, the current city of Norton can be said to be impregnable.
Choosing to support Norton City means that it is relatively safer, and the lives of the doctor knights who come to support from the Ancient Asia Divine Cult will be somewhat protected. After all, Yide and others are not going to the battlefield to act as cannon fodder, but
Go to the front line to provide logistical support and medical care.
On the fourth day of the march of the Guya Divine Cult field doctor team, the official road leading to Norton City changed from empty to a sparse number of exiles. Today, Yide and others' troops finally
Encountered a team of war refugees consisting of hundreds of people.
"My Lord Knight, please give my child some food." A skinny woman in tattered clothes begged while holding her hungry child.
The refugees were in a mess, with empty eyes. Some of them were even half-clothed, and a strong stench emitted from their bodies.
Yide stood on his carriage and looked up at the group of refugees in front of him. In the eyes of these refugees, Yide could not see a trace of hope and yearning for life.
A feeling called despair spread in their hearts.
The suffering of war is always the suffering of these innocent people. For those who dare to casually say "Gentlemen, I like war." That person is either a tyrant or a mentally retarded person who has given up on treatment.
War is not a game. Cruel wars always bring about heartbreaking tragedies.
"Your Highness, what should I do?" Emily ran to Yide with a tangled heart and asked about the solution to the difficulties she was facing now.
For these miserable people, dozens of kind-hearted paladins from the Ancient Asia Cult have secretly handed over their food to them.
"Your Excellency Yide, I think you also understand? Although these refugees are very pitiful, the most important thing now is to rush to Norton City immediately. We cannot delay here. If we arrive earlier, we may be able to end the war earlier.
War means the end of war, and the number of war refugees will naturally decrease."
Clolis, who was sitting in the car, looked at the troubled Ide. After looking at these war refugees with a hint of sadness in her eyes, she reminded Ide who was lost in thought.
In a few days, Ide and Cloris became a pair of good friends.
Cloris knew exactly what the young pope in front of her was struggling with, and Ide wanted to stop and help these poor refugees.
As a strong person in the school of illusion, he is naturally involved in psychology. After spending the past few days together, Cloris has figured out the character of the young Pope in front of her. The young Pope is a kind-hearted person.
, but at the same time he is a sensible person.
Cloris understood that even if she didn't remind him, Lord Yide would make the right choice.
Under Emily's expectant eyes, Ide took a deep breath, and his tone became extremely heavy. "I understand what is more important and which is less important. The trip of the field doctor team must not be delayed. After Pachi's prophecy,
It also shows what may go wrong in this battle. For this reason, in terms of supporting logistical medical support, our field medical team cannot stay here. There are more wounded people on the front line who need our treatment."
Emily's eyes dimmed with expectation when she heard Ide. Indeed, as Ide said, the field doctor team must not stand still in terms of the overall situation.
"That's good. I think Your Excellency Yide also understands that you and your Guya Cult cannot save all the war refugees. At worst, we can just save some more soldiers when we get to Norton City." Cloris seemed to say.
He said comfortingly to the slightly depressed Ide.
Just when Emily was secretly feeling sad, Ide suddenly shouted an order. "Emily! Ask Abons, who is following the team, to come over and see me!"
"Ah? Yes, Your Highness!" Emily was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the bright-eyed Yide, she immediately saluted Yide and accepted the order.
Seeing what Ide was doing, Cloris couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. She looked up curiously at Ide, who suddenly became determined, "Huh? Mr. Ide, what are you going to do?"
"As Sister Clolis said, my Guya Theocratic Cult and I cannot save everyone, but at least one thing I can be sure of is that I and my Guya Theocratic Cult can deal with these things that appear in front of us.
Give a helping hand to those who ask for help from us. Faith can save you, but it does not mean that you can be saved by believing in nothing and giving nothing." Yide glanced at Cloris with bright eyes, smiled at her, and jumped down suddenly.
carriage.
Under the attention of many knights, Ide walked up to the woman who had just asked for the knight's dry food and was now trying to chew it for her child.
"Hello, madam. Are you willing to believe in Guya God?"
After feeding her hungry and crying child, the woman suddenly heard a warm and peaceful voice ringing in her ears. The woman looked up blankly and saw a handsome, friendly young man smiling gently.
Look at yourself.
"...Gu Ya God?" The woman's voice was a little difficult, and her words revealed confusion.
Yi De nodded gently and explained to the confused woman: "Yes, I believe in Guya God. However, first of all, make sure that our Guya God Cult will not take selfless risks. If you don't pay, there will be no reward. If you
If you are willing to believe in Guya God, our Church of Guya God will give you a job that can at least provide you with food and clothing. You will be rewarded only if you pay. Of course. In view of your current situation, we will make an appointment to pay you first.
monthly salary.”
"My lord, I have nothing to do with you, but can you keep my child fed and clothed?" Looking at Yide, a glimmer of hope flashed in the woman's originally dead-gray eyes, and she held her in one hand.
Holding the child, he grabbed Yide's hand with his other hand and asked eagerly.
At this, Yide smiled slightly and said, "Madam, please rest assured on this point. For believers in our own factory of the Guya God Sect, if you are in a situation like yours, we will arrange a nursing home for the child, and there will be specialized personnel to take care of it."
Your child. At the same time, according to the welfare system for believers of our Guya God Religion, we will provide an objective financial subsidy to believer families who have children."
At the moment when the skinny mother was stunned, behind Ide, an Albans dressed in white warrior uniform rushed over in a hurry.
Rushing in front of Ide, Abons quickly saluted Ide, and then immediately asked, "Your Highness, what do you want from me?"
"Abons, I want to help them."
"These war refugees? I understand. Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Looking at the group of refugees in front of him, Abons nodded clearly. He quickly took out the small notebook he carried with him and prepared to start writing for the refugees.
De recorded it.
"With the current funds of the Ancient Asia Cult, it shouldn't be a problem to open two more match factories? I want these refugees to become my workers."
Albans paused for a moment with his writing pen and looked up at Yide, "Your Highness, there is no need for the match factory. Your Highness, let me be honest. Match factories of this size really don't make much money now. If we want to make money, we
It is better to open a tent factory. In addition, we can also open a scout shovel manufacturing workshop. Once these refugees have recovered their health, the outstanding labor force will be injected into the scout shovel manufacturing workshop.
.”
"Your Highness, you also understand that the workers in the match factory can only earn enough to support their families. But the tent factory and the scout shovel manufacturing workshop are different. With the current popularity of the market, becoming a worker in these two factories can earn a certain amount.
It’s much higher than a match factory. Moreover, for us, the Guya God Religion, this is a business where we can only make a profit but not lose any money.”
Yide was slightly startled and scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, I don't know much about this matter. I will leave all the factory matters to you."
Abons nodded in understanding. He couldn't help but smile at Yide's words. His Highness Yide only needs to sit high on the throne. You only need to coordinate the overall situation and command everyone. If you take care of everything, then our group
Those who follow you and serve you will all go to drink the northwest wind.
"Your Highness, please rest assured. Albans promises to complete the mission! As for the refugees, I will immediately arrange for some logistics personnel to stay and help them."
Ide nodded towards Abons, then turned to look at Emily, who was looking at him with bright eyes, and the knights behind Emily, "Go, do as I just said.
But there is one thing, the marching team cannot stop, so just send some knights to go."
"Yes, Your Highness. Long live His Highness the Pope!"
The knights, whose souls were tortured, suddenly cheered.
Emily nodded happily and shouted loudly to the cheering knights behind her, "Team 1, Team 2, and Team 4 obey the order. Follow me to gather the new believers of our Ancient Asia Religion. The other teams continue to protect the team of doctors.
, if there is anything wrong, please bring it up and see me!”
"I have the order, Grand Commander." The knights immediately responded to the temporary commander Emily's order.
The women and the refugees standing in front of Yide looked in amazement at the knights wearing luxurious church armor and covered with a faint white halo of holiness, wandering around sweating among the refugees to save others.
.
"Are you willing to believe in Guya God? Faith will save you."
The seventh-level mage Clolis looked at the scene in front of her, with a flash of surprise in her eyes. Clolis looked at the Pope who walked among the refugees regardless of his identity and provided magical treatment to those who were sick and injured.
Cloris felt that the Pope Yide and his Guya Divine Cult in front of her might really leave a mark on the Divine Grace Continent in the future. (To be continued...)
