Chapter 1167: A Green Light (The number of chapters in the previous chapter was wrong, but the content was correct)
"Dark Goddess? sounds imposing, doesn't it? I don't understand why she's given herself so many titles. After all, the only priesthood she currently controls is darkness. Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and complained.
However, he can also understand that the other party is probably forced to do this.
You must know that this kind of long list of titles is usually not to elevate one's own status, or to intimidate opponents, creating a false impression of "I am stronger than you" or "I am more professional than you".
In any case, even in the information age of knowledge explosion, ordinary people still cannot distinguish which knowledge is true and which knowledge is fabricated.
The only thing that can be identified is the fame of the various experts and professors, as well as the universities they graduated from and the academic achievements they have achieved.
In other words, people are more concerned with the credibility of the person providing the knowledge than the content of the real knowledge.
Especially those things that are too professional for ordinary people to even understand, it seems that in addition to listening to the explanations given by experts and professors, it is impossible to figure out the truth in a short time just by relying on a few words obtained from books or the Internet.
As a result, a large group of fake experts and professors came into being, and there were even some scammers who secretly stuffed private goods and advertised in the name of discounting popular science.
This is true in the age of the information explosion, especially in a backward planet where messaging is critically lagging behind.
If there is no long list of bluffing titles, how can those ignorant people believe in a goddess who has just emerged and has been suppressed by the nobles?
So even for the sake of missionary convenience, Musa had to disguise herself as taller.
The battle for faith is no war in the ordinary sense of the word!
What she needs to deal with is a complex and changeable human heart!
The independent minds of intelligent beings determine that they are fickle, and perhaps one second they are praising someone loudly, and the next they will push that person into hell with swearing and spitting.
Benefit!
For the sake of giving them sufficient benefits, the relationship between God and believers will be maintained for a long time, and a stable and strong church will be formed in the world.
With the Church, we can absorb more resources, eliminate those forces that are hostile to us, and draw in the neutrals little by little.
Of course, none of this had anything to do with Zhang Cheng, and after confirming that the second half of the plan was not out of his control, he returned to the Magic Tower and monitored the every move of all the important people through the magic mirror.
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Meanwhile, Kirwin, who had survived the death, was hiding in a fortified castle, constantly reading the information sent back by his spies.
After half an hour, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and cursed with a wry smile, "Damn! the danger is finally gone! The terrifying darkness that hung over the city is gone. Nothing was left but the bodies of the tragic deaths. ”
"Are you sure? I don't think a paranormal phenomenon of that magnitude would leave nothing. Baron Kelranster expressed strong suspicion.
As one of the witnesses and survivors, he had seen the black energy in the sky with his own eyes, and he had also seen countless human soldiers engulfed in darkness.
That kind of terrifying power is definitely not something that human beings can contend with.
"I'm pretty sure! The spies have entered the heart of the city and come back safe and sound. No matter what happened that night, it was already in the past tense. Our enemies are gone, it's as simple as that. Kirwin couldn't wait to settle the matter.
After all, losing so many troops at once was definitely a nerf for him, and even the neighbors around him who were not kind in the first place began to be ready to move, trying to see if he could get rid of the tyrant.
Therefore, even for the sake of the political situation, he must suppress this matter as soon as possible and create an illusion of his victory.
"Well, I hope you're right. But I always had a hunch that this was not going to end easily. Baron Calanster sighed slightly, not refuting his allegiance to the monarch.
Kerrwyn was obviously very pleased with this attitude, and threw the dense notes on the table into the brazier, and then asked without looking back: "Has my dear wife behaved in any unusual way these days?"
She seemed to be very keen on holding balls and salons, dancing and chatting with the nobles who had taken refuge. But as a hostess, she has nothing to blame for doing so. And the balls and salons really make your newly occupied land very stable, with no nobles, riots, and no tax resistance. Without hesitation, Baron Kelranst said what he knew.
"Proms and salons?" Kerwin frowned subconsciously, and then asked, "Who are the people she is in constant contact with?"
"Hmm...... I don't know much about that. According to the agent's description, most of them are young nobles with little real power, who admire your wife's wisdom and beauty rather than ulterior motives. You know, in the court, there are not many young people who are carried away by the so-called love. ”
As he said this, Baron Kellenster raised his head and glanced at the monarch secretly, as if he saw a light above the other's head, a green light......
Of course, as a man with a green light on his head, he quite understood Kirwin's feelings.
You must know that in the chaotic aristocratic circle, marrying a young, beautiful, and sociable wife means that it is surrounded by green light, and even the king's queen is not exempt from vulgarity.
Through this intimate communication between the body and the heart, families will form close alliances in private, thus secretly influencing politics and even the course of war.
"Damn! how dare she?"
Kwyn was clearly not the same as his number one dogleg, and saw it as a naked humiliation.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to inform you that she's been in the same room with three handsome young men for at least two hours now. As for what exactly was going on inside, no one knows. Baron Kellanster took a letter from his bosom and placed it gently on the table.
Kirwin picked it up and glanced at it, and anger erupted from his eyes.
Lonely men and widows in the same room!
What else could there be besides something indescribable?
He wouldn't be foolish enough to believe that it was his wife who admired the other person's talent.
There can be no pure friendship between a man and a woman, and unless both are very ugly, one of them must have a strong desire for the other.
Feeling that the green prairie above his head was already thriving, Kirwin could not help but tear up the letter, and shouted at the knight guarding the door: "Prepare the horses!