Xi La opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.
Cold fear lodged in his throat, and Xiela rarely felt the nausea lingering around him.
"Why do you have to do this?"
He blinked in disbelief and asked: "The Kalar people have done nothing wrong. No matter what the druids did, it has nothing to do with them?"
"Now we have to ask the gods."
Claudia sneered and shrugged: "The reason they gave is to nip problems in the bud."
"...Nip it in the bud? Okay. Nip it in the bud..."
Xila repeated the word slowly, twitching the corners of her mouth and almost laughing.
"In fact, the reasons given by the gods are quite reasonable."
Claudia stared at Xila with her pure blue pupils: "According to the 'credible' news from Titan's intelligence department, and the personal confirmation of the two gods Kanni and Nyx... we can be sure
, all members of Kalal’s South Wind Ring School are devil believers.”
In an instant, Xila's pupils shrank to the limit.
The last time the word devil had been heard as a noun was when he was a teenager in seminary.
There have been no demons in this world for a long time. Nowadays, quite a number of people confuse demons with demons, but Xiela believes that Claudia will not make such a simple and childish mistake.
"Devil...? No, wait, how did they confirm it?"
But after a brief surprise, Xila immediately realized the problem: "Neither Kanni nor Nix, neither of them has a field related to truth and true knowledge."
"Besides," Xila snorted coldly, "when will mortals be able to recognize demons? If Titan's intelligence department can identify demons, what do we, the priests, have to do?"
"That's the problem."
Claudia sighed and threw a black linen cloak to Xiela: "You put it on first...then continue the topic. The two gods declared in the council that the power of Druid is actually
Demons from beneath the Wall of Gaia, and the druids are trying to overthrow the entire world."
"So, they all believed it?"
"They can't help but believe it. Because they can't cure the plague of Karar no matter what, not even the Pope of Kelanwo or the Supreme Bishop of Tyre can take action."
"...Guderian?!"
Xila's voice suddenly caught in her throat.
After getting Claudia's affirmation, Xiela immediately understood why the gods wanted to frame Karar at all costs.
As the cardinal of Tire, he knew very well the seriousness of this matter and what it meant to have a plague that even a god could not remove.
That is the wavering of divine authority.
Before he came into contact with the power of his mentor, he wholeheartedly believed in the greatness and almighty of Tyr. This is true of almost all priests and Templars. They may also do some corruption, but they are also
Respect the gods.
Because they all know that God is real. Only a lunatic like Mark would do such things as blasphemy.
That is far more serious than disobeying the king, and can only lead to death.
And if people know that gods are not omnipotent and that gods' power has limits. And if they really see that fact and come into contact with that fact, the reputation of gods will collapse instantly.
By that time, Xila could almost foresee that the whole world would fall into unprecedented chaos.
All kinds of cults will appear. Doomsday theists and atheists will spring up and promote their false theories in cities everywhere. Various man-made false gods will also appear and cede territory to themselves.
And wizards and witches will undoubtedly become the most superior existences in this chaotic world. Since gods have been devalued and priests have become dirty liars, then they, who are the greatest enemies of gods, will become brave men who overthrow the dilapidated and decadent rule.
People believe in it.
Just thinking about it, Xiela could imagine what a terrible and dark world people would fall into after their faith is broken.
In order to avoid such a disaster, the gods need a reason, a target, an enemy.
A reason to explain why divine power is useless, a target that bears all the infamy and sin and gathers the hatred of all those who don’t know the truth, an enemy that all believers must concentrate on fighting and have no time to think about.
As expected, Claudia then said: "It is mentioned in the decree of the gods that whether it is the great disaster in Fararu or the terrible plague that originated from Kalar and spread rapidly, the Druids are behind it.
Making trouble."
"Even at the meeting, the Pope of Kelanvor said that the reason why the priests of the gods could not drive away these plagues was because the druids had stolen their divine power through mysterious sacrilegious rituals. Only by removing all those who participated in the sacrilegious rituals
Only when all the druids are purified can the plague be lifted."
Claudia sighed.
Xila's hand immediately clenched, and her nails almost pierced into the flesh.
His face was gloomy, and his green pupils were covered with a heavy haze.
"That's nonsense! There's no such ceremony!"
Xiela replied firmly: "If you don't believe in the gods, you can't hold any rituals related to divine power. Because their souls are completely out of tune with the gods, even if the gods want to inject divine power, they can't do it."
"However, ordinary cardinals have not been exposed to divine power. Naturally, they do not know the truth. Those who know the truth have been warned by their own gods not to cause trouble for the sake of the overall situation. If you do not want to participate in the deception, just remain silent. After all, the meeting
The final result has already been decided, all that is missing is a process. Those who can become a cardinal will not be unable to see clearly..."
As Claudia said this, she stood up and walked to the door, opened it, and invited in the old woman who was staring straight at Xiela.
She said meaningfully to Xila: "As for what you want to know about the 'crow' and the residents here, you can just ask her alone... I still have to treat those poor children, so I won't accompany you.
You are."
At the same time, Roland and Gahalad had returned to the Dome Cathedral.
When Roland pushed open the door to the top floor, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"Why are you here, Guderian?"
Roland's expression was solemn and his voice was majestic: "I should have said that no matter what happens, you are not allowed to enter the top floor."
"But you also said that you want to meditate here..."
Guderian lowered his head and said in a low voice while praying to the icon of Tire that had lost its light.
Roland ignored him. He just walked forward and knelt side by side with Guderian. He closed his eyes and prayed silently to the icon. Behind Roland, the shadow of the heroic spirit in silver armor loomed.
Staring closely at Guderian.
After finishing a long section of prayer, Roland said slowly: "I think the Pope does not need a supreme bishop who is his enemy."
Guderian also did not turn to look at Roland.
"And I thought... we might need a pope who doesn't believe in Tyr."
He stared straight at the icon of Tire that had lost its light and said softly. (To be continued.)