Chapter 257: Floating Islands

When Captain Jonny prayed to God and longed for his will......

"I've got an oracle." "What?!" In just a moment, the deputy head of the regiment recited 10,000 words of "No" in his heart, and then cautiously tested: "My lord, what is the content of the oracle?" ......""If I want to strengthen my sainthood, I have to bring down the June Sun. We're going to go now. Jonny waved his hand: "Prepare the horse!" "Isn't it! The deputy head of the regiment immediately panicked. "Why don't you go?" Jonny asked, as he walked. Several subordinates had no choice but to follow suit. When the deputy head of the regiment was in a dilemma, he suddenly had an idea and shouted: "My lord, I have also received an oracle!" God said that now is not the time, and that you must wait until the ships full of believers reach twenty, and God will go with you. Did you hear that? "You got an oracle? You say, "You got the oracle?" Jonny's eyes slowly changed, and his smile twisted into a hideous, brutal look. He grabbed the collar of the deputy head of the regiment and sprayed his snort on the other party's neck: "How can you get an oracle from a mortal like you?!" Only I, only I, St. Jonny, am the chosen ones of the gods! Only I can hear it, what you hear is fake! Fake! The deputy head of the regiment said with difficulty: "I don't believe it...... Listen ......" Jonny's eyes began to grow. He looked at the air and muttered to himself, the strength of his hand becoming smaller: "Really...... Is it true? …… Do your will......" "Well, mortal, I accept your opinion, and when the ships full of believers reach twenty, I will set sail. Jonny woke up from his confusion, his eyelids continuing to droop. I'm talking about big boats that can hold hundreds of people, not small boats. The deputy head of the regiment hurriedly added. Of course I do. Don't think I'm crazy, I'm much more sane than you think. Jonny dropped a sentence and left. The deputy head of the regiment didn't have time to ponder this sentence. He roughly calculated that at the current rate of training the Knights of Judgment, it would be at least April. At that time, the Knights of the Iron Hoof had the best chance of winning!

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After a bishop was beaten to death with a hammer staff, the deputy head dared to stand up because he remembered the incident. It's only March, and counting the adventurers, the newly recruited Knights of Judgment can only load eleven large ships, where can they get twenty! What's more, what about the boat money? What about the hiring fee for sailors? What about grain and grass? Who's coming out? Let the believers out? Even if you sell all the believers, you won't be able to get five ships now!

Therefore, he said: "We have no money, no manpower, and we are simply sent to death." Or...... Wait, right? He was quite determined, but his tone softened as he spoke.

Surprisingly, Jonny was not angry, but patiently said, "We have money." A Bigbower man said to me, we're going to get two million. In addition, there will be people who hire sailors and ship for us, so we just have to think about manpower. ”

Million......

The deputy head of the regiment, who was still full of helplessness just now, looked cold when he heard this, and the people present also became serious. Two million gold coins is not a small amount, and Bigbowo probably calculated that Captain Jonny would attack the Dusk Empire, so he was willing to invest. To put it bluntly, Bigbowo spends money and uses the Knights of the Iron Hoof as pawns to attack the necromantic creatures. While success is welcome, failure can also cause disruption to undead creatures.

But what kind of existence is the Holy See? It is a supreme organization that acts on behalf of the gods, a behemoth that deters all heretics, and an old force whose influence transcends national borders! The old forces naturally have the arrogance of the old forces, not to mention the Iron Hoof Knights, even a small priest is not willing to become a pawn of others. What does it mean that Bigbower blatantly sent these two million? Think the Knights of the Iron Hoof are mercenaries like necromantic creatures?

If it weren't for the rules and their own moral limitations, the clergy present would have said: Hire your mother.

But the bad thing is that Bigbower really did what he liked and touched the heart of the regiment commander. The head of the regiment is desperate for the title of a saint, not to mention that it is Bigbowo who sends two million, even if it is sent by the demon king Satan, the commander will definitely accept it. Money is money, and many times it has nothing to do with religion, good or evil, so even heroes can't resist the charm.

Then everyone's eyes darkened: I am afraid that this time it will not stop Master Jonny from going crazy. But only the deputy head of the regiment was still indomitable and made the last effort: "Commander! We don't have enough people, how can we attack?! ”

"Enough, of course. There are more than 20,000 believers in this country, so just choose a few. Jonny replied as a matter of course. He was really patient.

The deputy head of the regiment sighed: "But those are ordinary people, there is no way to fight with necromantic creatures, you can't make up for it!" He was hoarse, for his eyes were red. At the beginning, he lied that he heard the oracle in the hope of dragging the head of the regiment, but he never imagined that the head of the regiment would take innocent believers to gather twenty large ships! Is this going to fight? No, it's a gift to the Grim Reaper!

There was finally violence in Jonny's eyes. He raised his hammer staff and pointed at the face of the deputy head of the regiment: "I thought you could understand me, sure enough, mortals are still mortals." You keep saying that you want to proclaim the glory of the Lord, but because of the disparity in troops and the lack of supplies, you delay the war again and again. Because of the fear of death, they dare not come forward; Because you are afraid of failure, you are always hesitant? I would like to ask, do you have a Lord in your hearts? You say that my Reformation is a betrayal of the glory of the Lord, but have you not forgotten the doctrine that should be engraved in your hearts? ”

The deputy head and the bishops were speechless. They never imagined that the head of the regiment, who was regarded as a madman by the world, would be able to say such a great truth that was not refuted.

Jonny still didn't put down the murder weapon, and said in a majestic and merciless tone: "The first article of the Code of Judgment Knights ......"

The deputy head of the regiment shuddered and shouted: "I have been used by the Lord all my life, and the enemy of the Lord is my enemy!" ”

Article 2 ...... the Code

"My body is the sword of heaven, even if it is broken!"

Article 3 of the Code......

"If there is a blasphemy, contempt, or betrayal, he will burn in the holy fire!"

Jonny laughed loudly, and the laughter rolled like a spring thunderbolt, and the bishops were terrified! A beam of pure white holy light pierced through the roof, and in the beam, a golden word fell on Jonny's body and dissolved into his body, and his divine aura was suddenly doubled! Everyone could see it clearly, the word was written in the language of God, and the font was complicated and delicate, and everyone actually understood itβ€”

It was written "St. Jonny"!

"Praise the Lord, you know everything!" All the clergy knelt down with tears in their eyes, and the doubts and denials about Jonny immediately vanished. No mortal can write the word of God, which shows that it is the will of the Lord: the Lord gave Jonny his true name, recognized Jonny's status as a saint, that is, recognized his Reformation, recognized his plan to attack the Twilight Empire!

And Jonny didn't just burst into tears, he was already crying. He threw his head up, his arms outstretched, and looked hard at the other end of the Light, longing to see the Lord's form. In this moment, he was satisfied.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The deputy head of the regiment asked sharply: "Who?" While scolding the members in his heart. The knocker is not his own person, so are the members of the group all idiots, just let each other in?

"It's me, Sacred Dance. I saw an unusual light here, and I was a little concerned, so I came over to see what was going on. ”

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The Empire of Twilight, the "City of Waiting".

The few words he said as he groaned and left made Brian and Managing Jon uneasy. The two examined Anigill several times and found nothing.

A Silent Raven burrowed into the palace and flew over Brian's shoulder, biting his ear. Brian then said to the main pipe: "Master Patra is back, I'll pick him up." ”

Master Patra is a well-deserved patriarch of the Dusk Empire, and is said to be the first subordinate to be recruited by His Majesty. He was in charge of all the construction of the city, and it can be said that without Master Patra there would be no "City of Waiting". Brian sometimes instructed other colleagues to do the work, but in the face of Master Patra, he was still very polite to ask for help.

Recently, Master Patra has been helping various adventurers' guilds build guild stations. It's embarrassing to say, because the Ash Wilderness (formerly the land of Orquera) was returned to Saramonro, and the sea of bones turned into an ocean due to the backflow of seawater, and several adventurers' guilds had nowhere to stay. Because there were agreements with the guild presidents, His Majesty couldn't let it go, so he asked the Joint Research Center to think of a way. Master Patra was ingenious and designed an artificial floating island that could float on the sea, which solved the urgent need, so His Majesty made a decision, and architects from all over the country came to participate in this great project. Master Patra was accustomed to being on the scene and insisting on checking the work from beginning to end, so his return could only mean one thing: another floating island was completed. Counting the time, it would take about 200 architects to build a floating island for a month.

When Brian arrived at the drawing room, Master Patra was already holding on to one lens and solemnly writing down a table. The content of the form includes trivial things such as the number of the floating island, the age of use, and the precautions, which may be annoying for others to write, but the master is happy to do it. Several adventurers were urging them to hurry up, hoping that the master would hurry up and start work. They are representatives of the guilds, and they are not here to go through the back door (after all, the order of establishing the station has long been decided by lottery), but to hope that Master Patra will hurry up and build the next floating island, after all, everyone wants to have their own comfortable nest.

"Let's go out first." Brian said. Adventurers take it when they see it, and they come out in a hurry.

After Master Patra finished writing the form, he found that Brian was coming, so he smiled happily: "What are the construction plans for me in such a hurry?" ”