Standing on the top of the mountains, His Majesty Jin Gong Bao is a residential area that stretches as far as the eye can see.
The imperial capital, which grew and expanded along with the empire, has now become a super city where millions of people have settled. Counting the floating population, it is the only city in the world with a population of tens of millions.
In fact, it is impossible for just a few people to manage such a huge capital city or even the entire empire.
No matter how the iron camps, flowing soldiers, emperors, popes, saints and even bishops change, only the bureaucracy that serves them will never change. The intricate aristocratic group manages everything in this country in an orderly manner.
Even though there was a wise monarch with great talents, great strategies, civil and military skills, he only mobilized the enthusiasm of the aristocrats and bureaucrats. The result seemed to be the expansion of the empire's hegemony, but in fact, the benefits gained in the end were lost to the aristocrats and bureaucrats.
It was equally distributed and could not be used to serve the people.
Strict laws and dogmas may be indispensable pillars of national stability, but overly strict rules also limit the upper limit of civilizational development.
The existence of the Holy Empire hinders human evolution, and its increasing prosperity represents the increasing decline of human civilization.
Every time the Enlighteners of Vientiane visit the Holy Empire, they will support the lucky ones they choose as they please. After these lucky ones enter the center of power, they will taste the bitterness of being unable to move forward, until in the end, they lose their ideals and become divided among themselves.
A member of the group.
Nowadays, "Lucky" Elidom is making the same mistake again. As he gradually gets used to the rules of the center of power, his former ideals will be stranded. He clearly knows that goblins and dungeons hinder the progress of human civilization, but turns a blind eye.
, because he was promoted by the Enlightenment of All Things, and he became the emperor from a poor man in the smelly ditch.
This is the means by which underground cities control human destiny. They become messengers of luck for those who are depressed and frustrated at the bottom of society. After helping them reach the center, they immediately disappear in front of these "favored people", leaving them at a loss.
They had to join forces.
No one will resist the rules set by the Enlighteners of All Things, because the aristocratic bureaucracy that the empire has developed to this day has all received the "generous gifts" of the Initiators of All Things. What they serve is not the citizens, let alone human beings, but the Initiators of All Things.
The scenery we hope to see.
As long as they survive according to these established rules, they can enjoy all preferential treatment.
No one would blame them. After all, even the founding emperor of this empire placed his mausoleum in the underground city. He longed to be a member of the underground city, not a member of humanity. To be precise, he longed to become the pyramid of power.
of upper-class residents.
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As Zeslia walked out of the palace, she immediately pulled out the golden blade and pointed it at a figure in the shadow of the golden lacquered jade pillar.
The figure is wearing a black holy robe, embroidered with black lilies that exude an ominous atmosphere.
As the figure gradually stepped out from the edge of darkness, she put away the blade of the sword, but her knitted brows did not relax.
"What a holy and awe-inspiring appearance. This is my first time meeting you, Her Excellency the White Saint."
The figure bowed slightly.
"You are the Black Saint, right? Why are you in charge of the church's trial court here?"
After becoming the White Saint, this was the first time that Zeslia saw the Black Saint.
Unlike the White Saint, who is selected from among the people, the Black Saint is cultivated by the church. Children with excellent qualifications are selected and receive training and education as long as they can remember. After going through layers of screening, the Pope finally selects them.
Selection and appointment.
The previous Black Saints are the executioner saints of the church. They will spend their lives judging those who betray the church and the empire, and nip all harm in the cradle. Those white hands can kill tens of thousands in their lifetime.
So many that trials are being held almost every day.
Therefore, she was surprised that the Black Saint actually had time to appear in front of her.
"I'm just here to remind you not to be the target of my execution. As a pure White Saint, it is your duty to hide in the church every day and pray for the peace and tranquility of the empire.
Occasionally visiting the people, shining the light of compassion on the darkness in people's hearts, and helping them walk on the right path is indeed worthy of praise, but frequenting the streets and alleys, and even rushing into the goblin's lair again and again, is a bit off track. p>
Or is it that you, the White Saint, are accustomed to the smell of goblin lairs and want to be tainted by them?"
The Black Saint came behind Zeslia like a phantom, passed her arms under her arms, and squeezed her body hard.
"Disrespectful person! What are you doing——!"
Jesilia struggled in shame and anger, but the other party held her tighter. The power possessed by the Black Saint was far stronger than hers.
"What a beautiful body full of sexy charm. You have to protect her, otherwise, I will tear this plump and rich masterpiece into pieces!
Jesilia, I don’t know what you are doing, but this world is not as beautiful as you imagined.
Just like our saints also excrete dirty filth, the more glamorous and beautiful the appearance, the more stinky the filth hidden behind it.
Some people are uglier than goblins. In terms of the depth of desire, humans are far superior to goblins and other creatures!"
The Black Saint gradually let go of her hand and returned to the shadows.
"What do you mean?"
Jesilia suppressed her shame and asked seriously. She was not an idiot Saint. She knew that the Black Saint came here to remind her, so there must be some reason.
"Only one saint is enough. In fact, people only admire and revere the white saint. The black saint is synonymous with terror and cruelty. In the hearts of all people, they probably don't want the black saint to exist, right? However, existence means reason and reason."
The cold red lips of the Black Saint, illuminated by the moonlight, gradually revealed a fleeting tremor.
She also longs to be able to freely implement her own will like the White Saint.
"Compared to the law, dogma does not give any opportunity for resistance, but if a saint is responsible for executing the judgment, it will surely provide comfort to the sinners, right?
Even sinners long to be sent away by holy and gentle hands."
Jesilia said righteously.
"Hmph... It's so correct that no one can refute it. Only you can say these shameful words without thinking.
You don’t really think that I will remember everyone I judge, do you? My hands may be soft, but they have a pair of claws sharper than beasts!
I never thought that there would be a guy like you in this world who still maintains a pure heart even when he is an adult. You are too favored by fate.
But then..."
The Black Saint turned around. No wonder Elidom was so depressed by her. She was innocent and noble, so rare that it was rare.
"What happens next?"
Jesilia asked confusedly, what on earth should I tell her?
"I will look forward to the moment when I will judge you."
The figure of the Black Saint completely disappeared.
She and the trial house she runs are nominally to uphold the dogma of the church, but in fact they are trying to judge those who try to expose the truth about goblins and dungeons.
Originally, Zesilia would not know the truth about the Holy Empire even if she destroyed many goblin nests. However, Elidom gave her that task. From this moment on, Zeslia became the subject of trial supervision.
Object.
However, even if she hints to this point, Zeslia will still not stop. She is really a simple and upright guy who still believes in the sanctity of this empire!
Well, if it weren't for Zesilia, she would have to take over this task, and she has already paid off.
