In the town of Vichy, Yusuf Lombardi was giving a lecture.
When His Majesty declared that the True God Church could not own churches or church property, Lombardil regarded the entire empire as his own church.
This may be seen as a silent protest by this pope. Is there a worse pope than him?
The first major religion, God's religion, advocates that sincerity leads to spiritual success. As long as you are devoted to the Lord and serve God with all your heart, you can receive blessings. It is quite similar to what Sean knows, which means that everyone can become a Buddha as long as he orally recites Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, this is satisfactory.
Ordinary people want to get blessings but don’t want to put in too much effort.
The True God Sect is different. It places great emphasis on personal cultivation, abides by strict rules and precepts, and is pure in heart and desires. This is related to the harsh natural and living conditions when it was born in northern Xinjiang. It also emphasizes personal dedication and giving rather than taking.
The requirements of this religion are too harsh on individuals, and the teachings are also very obscure and difficult to understand, so they are not very popular.
This may be the reason why the True God Religion has far fewer believers than the God Religion.
Now, Yusuf Lombardi came to Vichy Town, and he didn't even have a single entourage by his side. So it was only when Shakli came to accuse him that Sean didn't know that such a big shot had appeared under his nose.
After the crowd dispersed, Yusuf Lombardi slowly collected the shillings given by the believers. It was not much, but he was very satisfied.
"Sir Viscount, do you want to convert to a despicable religion?" Lombardi said with a smile, "You have listened to my lectures for three consecutive days and gave me three silver coins."
"If Your Majesty needs gold coins, I will be happy to give you more. Besides, I had a fever last time and Your Majesty had to diagnose and treat it myself, but I haven't thanked you in person yet."
Sean sat down on the bricks left by the congregants.
"Haha, I only take what I need, that's all." Lombardi shook his head and said, "So, young Viscount, do you have something embarrassing that you need to confess to? In the name of God, I promise not to take anything else.
money."
"Yes, I do have a difficult problem and I need your Majesty to give me some advice." Sean said.
Lombardier smiled and nodded.
"I know a person who is just an irrelevant stranger to me. I won't be jealous of his sudden wealth. If something terrible happens to him, I won't feel sad for him."
"Oh, this is indeed a stranger. I feel very sorry for him that he could not make a friend like you." Lombardier agreed, "But you must have the heart to love others, and you must not have the intention to harm others. Parents.
Brothers can love and care for each other, neighbors can also be close to each other, why can't strangers love and be intimate with each other?"
"I completely agree with your Majesty's conclusion," Sean said, "but I know another person who is very powerful. Although I don't agree with it, for many reasons, I must respect this person's instructions. And this person
People who are strangers to me just now are enemies, the kind of enemies who have different ideas."
Lombardier frowned slightly and heard Sean continue: "This powerful man asked me to drive the stranger away. This is nothing. The key is that the stranger also has many friends, and maybe some
There are a lot of thugs. So I don’t want to offend these people, so this is a bit difficult. Your Majesty, you are the wisest person in the world, please tell me, what should I do?"
After hearing this, Lombardil's brows widened:
"By coincidence, I also know the stranger. I heard that he likes this place very much. The people here are simple, kind, hospitable, and dedicated to good deeds. Well, they have a very good lord, who is kind, generous and willing to share. Even
The climate is also very friendly to his rheumatism and he really likes it here.”
Sean felt that what he said was very straightforward, but this majesty deliberately pretended to be stupid and meant to make fun of him.
"Actually, if you stay in one place for a long time, you will inevitably get bored. Vichy is too small, with a population of only 1,000 people. He can only make 1,000 friends here at most, so I believe he will be able to make more friends elsewhere.
To make more friends, for example, he went to Poitou, where there are 500,000 people." Sean said, "500,000 people means there are potential 500,000 friends, what a considerable number."
"It seems very good. I guess he also wants to visit other places. After all, he still has many important things to do." Lombardi touched the short weed-like beard on his chin, "But, he
What if you want to come back after leaving for a while? In this case, you won’t be guilty of both, it’s really the best of both worlds!”
"Then...then...let's wait until he wants to come back."
Sean said helplessly that he didn't expect that His Majesty the Pope would come up with such a solution. It seemed like he really got the best of both worlds.
Lombardi stood up, laughed loudly, put away his wooden bowl, chanted scriptures, and walked away with his wooden staff.
Suddenly a group of foreigners emerged from the streets. They were either wearing white robes or dressed as civilians of various colors. They were holding wooden sticks and might have pistols hidden under their cloaks or coats. They surrounded their Pope in the direction of Poitou.
Go.
After all, His Majesty the Pope is a noble man, yet he cannot give up everything and become a pure ascetic.
But as far as Sean is concerned, he admires Lombardi very much in his heart. He used the dignity of the pope to meet the emperor without bowing, but he was able to give up his false reputation, stay away from prosperity, eat and sleep in the open, and save the world, even if it was just a show.
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This can only be achieved by true believers with strong will.
There are no nobles in the world who believe in the True God Religion, but Sean cannot do so because he grew up in a Catholic church and is the adopted son of a Catholic priest.
But Lombardi's temporary departure still made Sean feel relieved. Rather than being forced by Shakeli, he was more worried about something unexpected happening to Lombardi here.
In the theocratic era, the Catholic Church ruled Europe, decided on the appointment and dismissal of kings, and had its own armed forces, among which the Blood Warriors were the most special one. 600 years ago, some frustrated and extreme priests and nobles left Europe and moved to the north.
, including the Blood Warriors, who are still causing harm to Europa to this day.
Even the True God Religion itself has extreme sects that are famous for assassinations. The vendettas between these two major religions have occurred countless times in history, but they have only disappeared in modern times. The extreme sect of the latter was also expelled by the True God Religion.
Gradually it became an underground organization.
Before Sean could breathe a sigh of relief after Lombardi left, butler Cleveland hurriedly came to find him.
"What? Carl is sick?" Sean was shocked. He knew that his godson was not very strong and often fell ill, but Audrey sent someone to tell him that the situation was obviously serious.
It's only been five days since we last met.
"Send someone to the city quickly to ask for Dr. Nolan." Sean ordered immediately.
"Sir, I'll go!" Arthur Young took the initiative to stand up, "I went to see Dr. Nolan last time, and he's familiar with him!"
"Okay, let's go quickly." Sean waved his hand and hurried back to the rose garden. The stable boy Labo had already led the horses out.
Sean jumped on his horse and rushed to Fort Rowan with Nelson and other guards. Fortunately, the Rocky Mountain Coastal Road was now repaired, otherwise he would have spent at least three times as long.
When Sean arrived, Audrey was lying in front of Carl's bed praying:
"My Lord Divine Light, may you bless my son Carl Robinson and let him get well soon."
"I hope that what I do and what I do can glorify you. I must confess to you because sometimes I may not be religious enough. I want to repent to you and ask you to forgive me. I am willing to redeem my sins, as long as you can
Send blessings and let Karl get better..."
At this time, Rowan Castle was a little deserted. When Audrey chose to split up her wealth, she had expected it.
As Carl's godfather, Sean is qualified to be here, and he also becomes Audrey's support when she is helpless.
Karl seemed to be asleep soundly, with a flushed face and a low fever. Audrey used a wet towel to cool him down, and wiped Karl's body with warm water every hour to help cool him down.
"Carl has often been sick before, but this time it was particularly serious. He had a low-grade fever and often talked in his sleep. I was frightened." Audrey blamed herself. "It was all my fault for not taking good care of him. He was in trouble the night before."
He caught a cold. That night he had nightmares again."
"Does he often have nightmares?" Sean asked.
"Yes, some servants said it was his father's appearance. But his father would not harm his son." Audrey said, "I fired that servant."
"You did the right thing." Sean patted Audrey's unconsciously twisted hands. This decisive woman was at a loss for words at this time, because Karl was the only hope in her life.
"Ma'am, what did the doctor say?" Sean asked.
Audrey said: "Doctor Brown came to see him. He said he just had a cold and drank some medicine. We need to keep cooling Carl. As long as he doesn't have a fever, he will get better."
"Indeed, it's just that the young master's illness this time is a little unusual." Butler Miller was equally worried and concerned.
"I have sent someone to ask for Dr. Nolan. His medical skills are recognized as the best in Poitou." Sean said, "Mr. Miller, haven't you asked for Doctor Nolan before?"
Butler Miller looked remorseful. Audrey explained:
"It's not the housekeeper's fault. Dr. Brown is the special doctor of the Robinson family and has served several generations of the Robinson family. Besides, before the road was built, we had to go to the city to find Dr. Nolan. It would take too much time to come and go.
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Sean didn't say anything else. At this time, Carl woke up, and when he saw Sean, his eyes regained a little sparkle:
"Godfather, did you bring new toys today?"
"Carl, I am preparing to make a dragon-shaped kite. It is at least twenty meters long and requires at least four adults to fly it." Sean said, "Unfortunately, it still takes time."
"That must be a big guy!" Karl said happily.
"That's right! So, Carl, you have to fight hard, defeat the disease, and get well soon, so that you can see the big guy." Sean encouraged.
"Okay!" Karl agreed and quickly fell asleep again.
He has had a low-grade fever for several days, has only eaten a little porridge, and has low energy.
An hour later, Dr. Nolan arrived at Rowan Castle. His carriage broke down on the way, so he had to ride on horseback. Arthur Young was urging him all the way, until his waist almost broke.
If it weren't for the unusual identity of the patient, the person who sent for him was also a nobleman, and Sean was about to become the president of the University of Poitou. As a professor of the university's medical school, Nolan would not have been in such a hurry.
"Go away, go away!" Dr. Nolan drove the servants away as soon as he arrived, "What if it's smallpox? It's contagious!"
Dr. Nolan, who looked pockmarked, was worried for some reason.
In addition to war, smallpox is the number one killer in this time and space, and hundreds of thousands of people in Europe are lost every year due to this disease.
"Smallpox!" Audrey, who had just been calmed down by Sean, became nervous again.
At this time, Sean did not dare to offend the doctor and said:
"Doctor Nolan, please diagnose and treat me carefully."
"Lord Viscount, please don't worry about this. As long as it's not smallpox and there are some incurable diseases, I will definitely cure the little earl." Nolan observed Karl carefully as he spoke.
"Fortunately, it's not smallpox. Otherwise, all of you would have to be quarantined."
After a while, Nolan finally said something to reassure Audrey, Sean and Butler Miller.
When mentioning smallpox, Sean suddenly thought that in his body, he didn't seem to have suffered from smallpox. This was definitely something that couldn't be ignored.
He glanced at Audrey and thought to himself, what would happen if she had a pockmarked face? That would be an unforgivable mistake.
Sean slapped himself, and everyone looked at him strangely.
Sean smiled awkwardly: "There was a mosquito just now. After all, the weather is hot now and there are more mosquitoes."
Nolan further examined Karl and looked at his tongue, eyes, skin, and hair, with a serious look on his face.