"I'm sorry, my lord, but I couldn't meet you in time...", an old priest in plain clothes separated the undead civilians around him and stepped forward to greet Locke. Locke noticed that the undead civilians respected the old priest, and when he came, they made way for him to get to Locke.

"No, no, no, it doesn't matter, it should be me interfering with your work." Although Locke didn't know the old priest, he respected him very much...

What is a priest?

Locke himself was a member of the Church of the Light. He knew that the clergy within the Church of Light were divided into many factions...

The first group is the ascetics who are dedicated to serving the Light and spreading its teachings. Many of them will walk the land to help anyone in need and spread the warmth of the Light to the world. When they returned, they would be promoted to priesthood and preside over a church in a certain place. They vowed not to marry a wife, not to form a family with anyone of the opposite sex, and to be with the Light for the rest of their lives.

In Locke's opinion, this group of people is either crazy or virtuous.... There are many of them, who study the new ideas and teachings of the Holy Light texts in the rooms of the convent or the depths of the cathedral. The representative of this part of the people is the great sage Demidia.

The second category is ordinary pastors, who are able to form their own families and have relatives and children. On the one hand, they are the servants of the Light, and on the other hand, they are part of the social group. Compared with the previous category, they are more relevant to people's lives and can stay with the people more. They think more about things from the perspective of the people. Therefore, most of the middle and upper levels of the Holy Light Church are composed of this part of the people. They have reason, they also have an understanding of ordinary people, and they will help those in power in some places.

Like Sally Whiteman, she is a representative of this kind of person.

Category 3! is a prosecutor in the army. They have the right of the second group of people to form families with ordinary people, but also to get promoted in the army. This is a special type of military in today's Lordaeron, where the Scarlet Crusaders are the main army skeletons! Their Light may not be very strong, but without exception, these people are all people who support Locke's initiative and support the Crusaders. There is no shortage of people among them who yearn for power, and the Church of Light cannot satisfy them, so they can only find a sense of existence in the army.

The representative of this category is Shiloh Lucas. Now that she has successfully survived the military and political system, the next step may be to completely break away from the Holy Light Church.

"I hope my arrival doesn't disturb your work." Locke bowed to the old priest and said apologetically.

It's easy to tell the difference between a priest and an ordinary priest, most of whom have a high crown and a cane that represents their status, which ordinary priests and prosecutors don't have, and they don't need these things.

"Lord Harvey, if it weren't for you, I don't think I'd ever seen this happen in my life." The old priest looked at Locke with a smile on his face, "When I knew your decision, my lord, I immediately applied to Bishop Whitemann to come here. It was my dream, and I wanted to be close to them, and I believe that even if they were undead, they still had a fear of the Light in their hearts. ”

The surrounding undead slowly dispersed, and Locke, guided by the old priest, came to the entrance of the local church.

"If it weren't for Sunday, they would probably all be busy in the fields." The old priest smiled and nodded slightly to the undead who were saluting to the side of the road, and explained to Locke, "I know your determination to bring them back to our Lordaeron society, but this matter is urgent, it will take a process. It is still a little difficult for ordinary people to accept them. ”

"I know, Priest Warren Amos, I'm just coming over to take a look. What kind of views do they have on the things here, and whether they are familiar with life here? Locke followed him, and the guards had gathered around them, but the old priest forced them to walk behind them. At the same time, Berg whispered the name of the priest who was revered by the undead.

"Life?" Priest Amos smiled slightly, and he looked back at Locke, "Life for them will never go back to the way it was when it was human. For them, for these poor people, they just crave recognition. So..."

The church in the local town arrived, but Priest Warren Amos did not walk in with Locke. A long line of undead lines here, from the doorway to the plaza outside.

Locke stood at his side and looked into the interior of the cathedral, and the darkness was full of undead. They knelt with their backs to themselves and prayed to the pulpit lit with candles, quiet and solemn. Each of the undead members folded their hands in earnest, their mouths shaking, and told the Holy Light about their hearts.

This solemn scene naturally affected everyone, Locke did not speak, and no one around him made any noise. Only the kneeling spirits in the hall, the occasional prayer from the loud voice.

After just looking at it for a moment, Locke felt that he had better get out of here and not disturb them. Without Locke's hint, Warren Amos had already left there with Locke and the others.

"I'm sorry, but you didn't come at the right time today. Today is a day of prayer. Let me take you around town, my lord. With a scepter glowing with holy light, Warren Amos wandered around town with Locke, "For some reason, the management system in Bull Town has not been put in place. The nobles of Lordaeron, oh, your lords, are reluctant to come to the towns where these undead inhabitants live. ”

Smiling helplessly, Warren Amos pointed to the huge two-story duplex stone and wood house in front of him, "This town hall has not been officially used yet, and this town is temporarily under the trusteeship of the Holy Light Church. ”

Locke turned his head to look at Berg reproachfully, who could only shrug helplessly. Just listen to Warren Amos continue, "I understand them, it's a little too incredible for them. For example, within our Holy Light Church, there are people who disagree with this, and this is normal. Oh, and look here, it's the largest and only blacksmith shop in town. ”

Warren Amos pointed to the building in front of him, which covered more than five hundred square meters. The building with a huge black flame chimney and a single floor was tinkling with the sound of iron pounding.

"There were many blacksmiths among the people of Lordaeron, and they were resurrected after their deaths without forgetting their craft. They are willing to make their craft available to the people of the towns and cities for free. ”

Warren Amos led Locke into the blacksmith's shop, and a wave of heat rushed in. More than a dozen undead blacksmiths in yellowed shirts were hammering on the felt with hammers in their hands. The flames of the sparks and the fires illuminated their dim eyes, and even if someone walked in, it didn't interfere with their work.

"Rake plows, pitchforks, sickles, shields, swords, one-handed swords, daggers, armor and more, etc.! As long as there are molds here, they can be made. Warren Amos smiled and introduced to Locke, "The people of Boer are at their best, and they are willing to do anything for the town they live in. ”

Maybe it was because no one introduced Locke, maybe the blacksmiths were silent, or maybe they didn't know what to say to Locke, none of these undead blacksmiths stopped what they were doing. The thrashing sound that struck the human heart made Locke gradually calm down the uneasiness in his heart.

Maybe you've done the right thing? It is clear that these undead are very enthusiastic about being able to return to human life!

"In order to stabilize the undead civilians and live as they did in the human period, we arrange various jobs for them. From building roads, cutting down trees, planting crops, to assisting in the management of towns, setting up garrisons and administrators of some of the undead... I'm sorry, sir. You were not notified of this matter. Walking on the streets of the town, Warren Amos sighed helplessly, "A town cannot be without a manager, but the situation in the town of Boer is very complicated, and no political officer wants to come, I understand." But I think that the town of Boer should ultimately be run by the people of Boer. ”

"But for now, such a town can't be completely managed by them, at least for now." Warren Amos turned to look at Locke, and he said with some seriousness, "I don't know what you think, my lord, when no nobles want to come here, I can only choose among them the people who can help us come out, I hope you don't be surprised." ”

"You're doing a very good job, Priest Amos," Locke couldn't help but nod, "Actually, I've ignored the fears of the magistrates about what is going on here. You're doing the right thing, if possible. You reminded me that I would let the management of this town be led by the Church of Light, and similar towns will be arranged in the future. ”

"It would be best if it could be that way." Warren Amos breathed a sigh of relief, and he smiled and said to Locke, "If ordinary people could walk into Bull Town and get to know the people here thoroughly." They will find that the people of Boer are no different from them. ”

"This is—" Coming to a building that looked like a hospital, Locke's group stopped... Locke saw quite a few undead coming in and out of the place, and he saw that when they entered, some of them were holding their own arms, and some were carried here by others.

"This is—" Warren Amos thought for a moment, as if organizing the language. Locke looked back at him and stopped, then he turned his head to look at the building, and he saw the big red + sign on the sign...

"This is the hospital?" Locke looked back in surprise and asked Warren Amos, who reluctantly nodded and said, "We don't know exactly how the bodies of the undead grow. It stands to reason that without the maintenance of bodily functions, their bodies will slowly decay. The brain, including all the other parts, will slowly decay. But so far, we haven't found a single case of brain decay.... Their bodies decay, and only these joints and limb parts fall off from everyday life. ”

"The purpose of this hospital is to stitch up their fallen bodies and provide them with certain antiseptics. Oh! That's right! Warren Amos said with some embarrassment, "In order for them to show their role, we sold the fruits of their labor and distributed them in exchange for preservatives." so that they do not have negative emotions because they cannot be paid for their work..."

That's a good thing! Locke nodded, isn't this collectivism? It's a good way to show the value of their work and keep them tied here!