"As expected of a priest, you can cry if you want... Okay, put your tears away!" Cohen, who gave up studying ants, smiled faintly and stood up: "If you cry, if I don't cry with you, obviously
Even as an emperor, I cannot rejoice with the people. If I cry... you better not force me. If I really cry, you will all be scared to death."
Then Cohen didn't care about the shock on Nzan's face, casually picked up a big rock with his toes, and smashed it in front of Nzan with a "bang!": "Everyone sit down and talk! Don't be too rigid in the wild mountains."
There are hundreds of kilograms of stones, enough for three people to lie down, not to mention sitting down. Jack said "tsk" and asked the two people to sit down.
"We haven't seen each other for a while. Some things have changed." Cohen leaned against another stone: "I want to tell you."
"Change? Are you talking about negotiations?" Jack was a little surprised: "We all know that we have to negotiate with the demon princess. Haven't the princess and the prince already passed?"
"Or..." Blood Lord took over Jack's words: "Is there trouble when the empire is divided?"
"The empire is not in trouble, I am in trouble." Cohen shook his head, with a rare serious look on his face: "Actually, you don't know the details of the negotiation, and you don't even know, Nizam. To put it simply, this negotiation is not for me.
Yes, it was imposed on me by the gods and demons. The condition offered by the gods and demons is that the Sbia Alliance can have a faith that is different from the gods and demons, but has the same status!"
Of course Jack and Marfa knew these inside stories, but this was the first time Nizam heard about it. As soon as Cohen finished speaking, Nizam's breathing stopped, and a strange light ignited in his eyes, as if watching
You've found what you like most.
Obviously, as a high priest, Nizam is very sensitive to things like faith. After listening to Cohen's words, he completely knew the reason why he was here. You can't blame him for his breathing pause, and you can't blame him for his heartbeat disorder.
, because for him, this is a new beginning of life and a new belief! And among the four people present, he is the only one who is a religious person!
"Putting aside some details, my biggest trouble now is this." Cohen looked at Nzan and continued: "First of all, it is a foregone conclusion that Sbia will become an alliance, so what should this alliance be centered on?"
"You! I don't make any other assumptions except you!"
Nizam clenched his fists and blurted out the answer. He forgot his honorific and his fear.
"I have also thought of this. This seems to be the most convenient solution." Cohen nodded, seeming to praise Nzan's keenness: "Then secondly, the gods and demons will give me enough time to operate this matter.
Something?"
"Absolutely not!" Nizam's body was trembling slightly, but his thoughts were like divine help, and he did not hesitate to say what he was saying: "I am a priest. If there is a heresy that must exist, I think it is half dead.
Heresy is the best heresy!”
"As expected, he is an insider." Cohen smiled slightly and did not explain much: "Finally, I want to become the core of my faith within this time limit. Who can help me do it?"
"Me!" Nizam stood on the stone, his chest standing upright in the breeze. His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, but the look in his eyes was superimposed layer by layer, exuding a brilliance that could confuse all living beings.
: "Who else would do this than me!"
The other three people looked at Nizam with a little surprise in their eyes.
Yes, this guy has a heart that is unwilling to be lonely, and he is not very loyal to the Light Gods, but he has always behaved quite well and never let his behavior get out of control - this is to help Cohen, not to seduce a famous lady.
No need to be so gaffey, right?
"Well, since you are so enthusiastic, I will stop encouraging you." Cohen nodded indifferently and asked again: "I think this is not a simple matter. The establishment of faith requires a large number of gods.
With traces as the basis, there is also a set of theoretical things... Do you need me to do anything to cooperate with you? "
"No need." Nizam, who was standing on the stone, hummed. He was obviously intoxicated in a strange state, because he turned his head, looked at Cohen with a disdainful look, and softly uttered this sentence:
"You don't have to do anything."
Jack and Marfa looked at each other - Nizam must have gone crazy if he dared to look at Cohen like this!
"Okay, I'll leave this to you." Cohen still just smiled, stood up and said to Jack and Marfa: "It's very important that you two fully cooperate with Nizam and get this done as soon as possible."
"Keep it up!" Nizam suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted to Cohen: "Your deep state is very good, you must keep it up!"
In the past, Cohen would have kicked him in the face, but at this moment, Cohen just nodded, then turned around and walked away - a very unpredictable reaction and a very shocking demeanor.
But Cohen doesn't care, which doesn't mean that Nizam can escape punishment. Don't forget, Cohen is not the only one at the scene. Whether it's because they want to administer justice or because they want to satisfy their curiosity, the remaining two people will not give it.
Nizan good fruit to eat.
Nizam was carried out of the woods, and then into another, quieter forest...and then, screams! In the dense forest, there were waves of hoarse screams, and someone was put down on the grass.
Above, two other people were torturing him.
Nizam, who fell to the ground, grabbed his hands and was in great pain: "Let me go! You two lawless idiots! You are just my assistant now, and I am your commander - let me go! Otherwise I will let you
Go clean the bathroom—get your ass off!”
"Nizam, you are very courageous today, so we have to use actions to remind you who is the leader. However, the method we use is very illegal." The justice sat firmly on Nizam's back, not at all worried.
He felt guilty for having taken off someone else's pants: "But unfortunately, the two people in Sibia who can uphold justice for you are here. You'd better beg for mercy quickly - Dear Marfa, have you sharpened the knife? Here it is.
If the high priest does it quickly and with good technique, he might be able to urinate standing up in the future!"
"My technique is not clever at all." The Blood Lord tested the knife edge with his finger and shook his head in disappointment: "I'd better hit it with a stone!"
"That's enough! Don't use this little gangster's tactics on me. Just say what you want!" Nizam's face flushed with anger: "If we really talk about fighting, I may not lose to you -
—Give me your pants first!"
"You are dreaming." The justice stood up: "First of all, you have to reflect on your behavior. Although Cohen doesn't care about you now, the way you look at him is rude. I don't mind accepting you, but your reaction
Not what a subordinate or companion should be!"
"I can only say that I am very sorry." Nizam covered his important parts with his hands, but he did not lose his momentum at all when he answered: "And I suggest that your Majesty get used to it quickly, because after he becomes the core of his faith, he will have to face all kinds of things.
All kinds of eyes..."
"Not including the lustful gaze!" The chief judge slapped Nizam on the head: "Are you looking at the girl or the gold coins?"
"Are you very confident that you can make him a believer?" The Blood Lord put the knife back into its sheath: "Can it be done in a short time?"
"Skills have specializations, and you are good at conspiracy. You won't understand this kind of thing." Nizam snatched his pants and put them on hurriedly: "Things of faith can only be done by people like me.
good."
"Just brag." The chief judge snorted at him: "I think your excitement is probably because you have meat to eat by following the boss."
"I will bite you to death!" The justice was thrown to the ground, and Nizam shouted angrily: "Don't insult my ideals!"
"You still have this thing?" Jack turned over and stood up, then kicked Nizam over: "How much does it cost per pound?"
"People have ideals! Even if I'm just a priest, I don't lack this kind of thing to support me in living." Nizam was not excited this time. Instead, he squatted on the ground and spoke with a slightly deep voice.
Answered Jack in a tone: "I know, you actually want to find out my plan, and I also want to tell you clearly to save you from doubting my intentions in the future..."
"Then let's start with faith." The Blood Lord directly raised the key question: "What I am concerned about is how in such a short period of time, how can Cohen become the core, from the emperor to the gods, at least to make the whole Sbia
People change their standpoint, but we only have one person, so miracles and other things probably cannot be done."
"Maybe you think it's difficult, but in my opinion it's not impossible. During this period, he who is destined to become a god doesn't need to do anything. He can do whatever he wants. It's me who has to do the work.
——We!" Nizam had a longing smile on his face, but as soon as he said this, his state returned to the same state as when he was looking down at Cohen, with incomparable confidence and majesty in his movements.
"I need a command headquarters that can reach the level of a war between gods and demons! I want you to provide 500 professional staff members who can formulate and implement rigorous and massive combat plans!"
"I want you to provide all your elite intelligence personnel, who must have sharp minds and a spirit of sacrifice! I want all your intelligence channels, and I want all the intelligence you have mastered from all countries and places!"
"I want you to dedicate yourself to this battle, and keep your mouth shut and not ask me any questions! I want all officials loyal to Cohen to accept my orders..."
Nizam kept making demands, and Jack and Marfa's mouths opened wider and wider. Could it be that Nizam was really crazy?
"Do you know what you want?" The Blood Lord couldn't help but interrupt his request: "Do you want to take over the highest power of the empire?"
"I know my request is a bit excessive, but I promise it is temporary." Nizam did not deny the blood lord's doubts: "I have made a promise to Cohen and must ensure the success of this matter. You can monitor me.
You can even kill me after you succeed! I don’t care! But, you must agree to all my conditions now!"
"You have the guts!" Blood Lord said fiercely: "Why don't you make these demands in front of Cohen?"
"Your Majesty is such a wise man. Of course he has foreseen my request, and he has acquiesced." Nizam smiled: "Otherwise, why would you come to accompany me?"
It is true that both Jack and Marfa understand that things are just like what Nizam said. Cohen is a leader who does not question people, and he will agree to all Nizam's requests. Because establishing faith is not as simple as stealing a chicken next door.
Even more troublesome than the war between gods and demons, but when they heard these demands made by Nizam, they still felt uncomfortable, especially Mafa, who was in charge of the liaison department. Even if Cohen asked him to hand over all the hidden power in his hands, he was emotionally
It will also be difficult to accept.
"Your Excellency Mafa, please listen to me." Nizam saw the hesitation and pain in Mafa's gloomy expression, and slowed down his voice and said: "Your Excellency, this is actually a huge war, and we have no way out!"
"I will keep an eye on you." Blood Lord's eyes were cold: "I will also kill you."
No one would take Blood Lord's words as a threat, because Blood Lord always only talks about facts, or future facts.
But Nizam seemed relieved, nodded and said, "Thank you for your understanding."
Mafa's eyes twitched and she left without saying a word.
"Why are you forcing him?" The chief judge stood next to Nizam and patted him on the shoulder: "You know, half of Marfa's men are rooted in hostile forces, and exposure means death. Even if you need manpower, you don't need it.
So cruel."
"Your Excellency, this is really a war, and I am a commander who is short of soldiers." Nizam replied: "If this reassures you - I promise not too many people will die."
"I also promise that he won't really kill you." Jack smiled and said: "God, can you explain your strange state? You know, you look like a cat in spring now."
"What is the general's dream? To conquer the city and become famous on the battlefield. What is the girl's dream? To be crowned the most beautiful woman in the capital." Nizam turned to look at the chief judge: "What is the priest's dream?"
The justice replied without thinking: "I have handled too many cases of lining my own pockets and forcing girls into prostitution."
"Those people you are talking about are rubbish wearing robes and cannot be priests." Nizam corrected solemnly: "Actually, the ultimate dream of a priest is not to live in a golden palace and listen to the confessions of nobles, nor to just be a priest.
You don’t preach to mud-legged people on your feet, but you establish a faith with your own hands!”
Jack looked at him with doubt in his eyes.
"I don't know how to farm or do business. I was born to be a priest, and my whole life has been linked to faith. It's true, I rose from the humblest apprentice. In the process,
I fell in love with money, and I also fell in love with women. For these two things, I have killed people, and even wiped out entire families... But this kind of life is very illusory." Nizan sighed: "I have nothing.
I offer sacrifices to the world, and nothing in the world can be given to me, do you understand?"
"Understood." Jack nodded: "If I am good to others, others will be good to me."
"This is also the truth... I am a human being and have desires, but the result is to cause pain to others and make myself empty. I tried to get rid of it, but ended up sinking deeper!" Nizam said with a wry smile: "You must remain holy when praying, then
Before that, I had to do some dirty things, saving others every day, and being surrounded by countless sins but unable to save myself... Can you imagine this experience?"
"You are sick." Jack's answer was simple: "I want to open a case to investigate you!"
"After I became a high priest, I came into contact with these secrets that gave me dreams. The two beliefs on the continent of Bes were established by my predecessors - I finally knew that there was such a door to
The world of my dreams!" Nizam ignored Jack's threat: "Do you understand the difference? This glory, this temptation, this joy of being regarded as heresy? I was born for this!"
"I... don't quite understand." The justice stepped back a little.
"Why did you risk your life to pursue that young lady outside the city? At that time, everyone thought she was His Majesty Cohen's person. Isn't this dangerous?" Nzan said: "If you still can't understand, you can
I can think of me as a widow who has been widowed for ten years but has seen a strong man. You can also think of me as a wild wolf who has been hungry all winter and has seen meat... In short, I am very happy that my mediocre life can be burned in this war.
Rejoice!"
"In that case, it's understandable." The smile on the justice's face was a little bitter: "You should be more cautious."
"I will be very cautious, because since I had this idea, I will think about similar plans every day before going to bed."
"Then you still have the nerve to say that you are a priest of the Temple of Light?"
"Wearing the hat of the Light Gods is just a living thing. In my heart, I am just my own priest." Of course Nizam knew what Jack was worried about: "Don't worry, it was His Majesty Cohen who gave me such an opportunity, so I
I will be truly loyal to him."
"Then, I can let you go temporarily..." Jack said softly: "You do your best."
"Give me back my people first, not one less. In return, I will write the magic to you silently." Nizam said, "I know they are all still there, and I need them as assistants."
"They will arrive on the other side of the mountain this evening, and we will go over to meet them." The justice replied with a smile: "In addition, Cohen has prepared a venue for us..."
“It doesn’t need to be luxurious, but it must be big enough.”
"It's a battle-level military command headquarters. It has everything." Jack patted Nzan and said, "Let's go, we can get familiar with the environment first." (To be continued)