Chapter 563

Wuthering city is divided into two layers.

The inner city is Wuthering castle, the residence of the Earl of blue mountain. It is built of thick granite, one end higher than the city wall. It has arrow towers and blockhouses. In case of war, it can be fully armed to the teeth immediately.

In the past blue blood civil war, Wuthering Castle set a record of 100 guards, blocking the siege of 10000 troops, and holding on for one year!

Outside Wuthering castle are the residences of the common people and the free people. The outer city of Wuthering city is divided into four districts. In the east district are scholars, mercenary commanders, small businessmen, craftsmen... Most of these free people's residences are exquisite villas with one or two gardens.

The western and southern districts are the homes of the poor. They are also the two places with the most disordered public order. Some black markets and slave shops also operate here.

As for the North District, it is where the church is.

Dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, cross swords and deerskin boots, Wu Ming stepped on the cobblestone paved ground, heard a clear sound, and slowly came to the North District.

The church's architecture is vast, with a pointed top and some Gothic style.

Dangdang!

At this time, in the square, the sound of the bell rings, a group of ragged, worn-out linen clothes, mostly barefoot poor people gathered together, waiting with a little eager expression.

Bang Dang!

The door of the church opened and a group of priests poured out to maintain order.

"The Lord comes from chaos and brings light to the world!"

A bishop in red, with gray hair and compassionate face, began his daily mission and giving.

A few strong men came out with pots filled with thin oatmeal porridge. Next to them, the mothers were carrying baskets. After lifting the white cloth, they could see pieces of black bread lying there quietly.

Many of the poor people didn't feel it, so they took a mouthful and pushed forward.

If they hadn't seen a line of strong priests and a few glorious knights in armor, they would have come forward to loot.

"Don't worry! Come one by one

The cardinal maintained order: "women, old people and children first!"

He took a spoon, gave each dirty wooden bowl, broken basin with a hole missing, and even scooped a spoonful of oatmeal on his hand. The next mammy gave a piece of black bread, not much, but enough to barely survive for a day.

"The LORD said, we should love the world just as the world loves us..."

Looking at the cardinal's tireless preaching and leading the people to pray, Wu Ming politely watched with a puzzled look in his eyes: "this church..."

In his eyes, the whole church was gray, almost without a ray of inspiration.

Even in the cardinal's body, he didn't feel any extraordinary breath, as if he was an ordinary mortal old man.

The only thing that can attract his attention is the glorious knights.

These glorious knights, also known as church knights, are real Knights selected by the church system and through holy oil and rituals!

Of course, they have the strength of knights, but due to the restrictions of the church, no nobles are willing to canonize them and grant them fiefs and fiefs. Therefore, there is no strength of knights, but there is no reality of knights. The church claims that they have dedicated everything to the Supreme Lord, which is the glory of the church and gives them the name of "glorious knights".

However, in Wu Ming's view, it is just a group of high-level hitters.

"But there's one thing that's the same. Every day it gives relief... The church really has a lot of money..."

Wu Ming touched his chin and thought of more.

On Fengying plain, there are only three forces holding the secret of Knights' promotion. If those little nobles want to remain neutral and don't want their knights to be deeply infiltrated by the count and Viscount, they have to turn to the church.

They have to pay a lot of money for this.

Needless to say, with the propaganda of the church, there are always a group of free people and even little nobles who hope to find spiritual comfort from the Scriptures and choose to convert to baptism. They receive a lot of donations every day. Naturally, they are very rich.

The glorious knights had bright armor, and the cross swords were decorated with gems and gold. They were so brilliant that they immediately compared takur.

When the crowd dispersed, Wu Ming came to the front door of the church.

"Strange brother, where are you from?"

Just now the cardinal looked a little tired and was praying, but he found Wu Ming for the first time.

"My name is William, from nya!"

Wu Ming stares at the statue in the church. It is a tall figure with perfect muscles and lines, but no face.

From it, Wu Ming vaguely felt a bit of extraordinary power, but hazy, with a sense of speciosity.

"What God do you believe in?"

Asked the cardinal slowly, with a solemn face.

"I believe in the spirit of nature!"

Wu Ming replied without blinking.

The belief system in this world is still primitive. Many gods do not have specific names. Even primitive beliefs like ancestor worship and nature worship exist.

Moreover, because the power of the church was suppressed by the nobility, it did not develop to the extent of religious persecution, otherwise Wu Ming would not be so careless about saying that he was a heretic.

He asked again, "why don't gods have faces?"

"Because our Lord is born out of chaos, he is the God of all things, the God of domination, incarnated in thousands of forms, and the spirit of nature is also a carrier of his great power!"

A voice came from the side and answered Wu Ming's question.

"Archbishop!"

The former cardinal immediately bowed his head respectfully.

Wu Ming looked at the man who was coming. He was dressed in plain clothes, only a linen robe, bare feet and no decoration. He looked the same as a poor old man on the roadside.

But in his body, Wu Ming clearly felt the traces of extraordinary power: "a real priest?"

But after hearing the Archbishop's reply, he was speechless immediately.

No wonder the church was so unpopular and even boycotted by the nobility.

In fact, the enfeoffment of nobles means splitting power. They are the masters of their respective territories and can do whatever they want.

But the only God of the church, the theory of the Supreme God, in this world, is the unity of nakedness and nakedness! No nobleman would support it openly unless he wanted to unify the king of the whole continent.

"Praise my Lord, I see the return of another brother!"

The Archbishop smiles: "the same brother of the church, are you here to find solace, or something else?"

"In fact, I'm an adventurer. I'm confident that my skill has reached its peak, but I have no way forward!"

Wu Ming said frankly.

"You want to be a knight?"

The cardinal shook his head: "I'm very sorry, unless you are canonized and recommended by the nobility, and pay 500 gold medals, or swear to give up everything to join the church and become a knight of honor, otherwise, according to the agreement, we can't provide any help for you!"

His words are so familiar that I don't know how many people he has spoken to.

"I see. I dare to disturb you!"

Wu Ming bowed slightly: "I donate a golden dragon to the church!"

He took out a gold coin and handed it to the cardinal. He looked disappointed and ready to leave.

"Wait a minute!"

At this time, the Archbishop suddenly said: "dear child, the door of the church is always open for you!"

"Thank you very much."

Wu Ming, stunned, immediately saluted again and withdrew from the door of the church.

"Archbishop?"

The cardinal looked at the old man in some surprise.

The old man's manner seemed to be somewhat confused: "I saw a layer of fog of fate in him, as if with the Enlightenment of my lord..."

"My lord?"

The Cardinal was excited and a little ashamed. "Have you got any oracle?"

"God loves the world, but he doesn't interfere in the world easily. He only gives you hints in the details... Feel it and listen to the whole world..."

Said the Archbishop slowly, his eyes turning white.

……

"To get the holy oil study, you must join the church or the nobility?"

When Wu Ming walked out of the church, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth: "if so, how did those wandering free Knights come from?"

Although he had a contract to abide by, he didn't believe that the nobility and the church were so impeccable on the surface.

No matter how precise and perfect the rules are, people need to abide by and maintain them.

As long as there are people, there can be flaws.

"In the black market, there must be clues of holy oil, even for sale..."

Almost no time to think, Wu Ming heart emerged an idea.

"Of course... Before that, I would like to visit more scholars. I need more knowledge!"

……

Three days later, on the east side, inside a villa.

"Dear Loren scholar, I found poor Mr. Evans in a wolf den according to the route you provided. I'm sorry!"

Wu Ming put a bloody leather armor and a ring with peculiar patterns on the table and said to a pale old man.

"It's Evans' ring... Oh! My poor little fellow

LuLun scholar looked at the ring, put it on his chest, and the corner of his eye was a little crystal clear.

"Thank you anyway! Brave adventurer

I don't know how long later, the voice of LuLun scholar came: "you will get what you deserve!"

He got up and put a key and a small bag of jindelong in front of Wu Ming: "seven jindelong and the right to read all the books in my study for seven days are yours!"

"Let Gavin tell you the rest!"

LuLun leaned back in his reclining chair, apparently exhausted.

Wu Ming bows to quit, finds old housekeeper Gavin, and comes to LuLun's study.

When the brass key was inserted into the keyhole, it made a clear sound. Immediately, the door opened and several rows of simple bookshelves appeared in front of Wu Ming.