When the bell rang again, Colonel Camp led a patrol into the streets, politely but irresistibly begging those occupying the Avenue of Atonement—to be renamed the Avenue of Kings after today—to back aside to make room for the upcoming sanctification ceremony.

Under the trend of national pride and the common faith, the Far Easterners, who had violently resisted the patrol to maintain order during the recent anti-tax movement, became extremely tame at this moment, obediently left the main road leading from the city guard barracks to the temple, and looked at the barracks gate with curiosity and excitement.

"What is this for?" In the crowd, Rubin was also curious and impatiently asked Glofa.

"I don't know." Grofa said dryly, then added, "I guess Roland is going to play." ”

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Roland changed into a rare snow-white sacrificial robe, and was in the barracks warehouse looking at the exquisite statue of the goddess of fate on the altar opposite.

The warehouse reminded him of three years ago, when the Sindra Church was still an illegal underground organization, and the church dedicated to the goddess of fate could only be located in such a place where the sun did not see the light of day, compared to the magnificent and glorious Temple of Pero across the street, it was like a firefly and a scorching sun.

At that time, Rudolph was only the militia commander of Fort Atonement, and he Roland Kolas had just crossed into this world, feeling confused about the future, strange and afraid of Rudolph's titular "father", lest he see through that his son had been stolen from his soul.

On that day, Rudolph took him to this shabby secret temple to pay homage to the goddess of fate who had brought him into the world of Varess and given him a new lease of life.

Roland remembers the first in-depth conversation that Rudolph had with him right in front of the statue of Sindra, and that father and son had shared the same feelings in many ways, from theology to philosophy, and that open and deep conversation was a crucial step in his identification with this strange world, and the first step from his wariness to accepting Rudolph, and since then, he has tried to think of this great man as his true father, and until now, they have established a sincere father-son relationship.

Who would have thought that just three years later, the father and son who worshipped the idol of Sindra in this dark warehouse would now replace Archbishop Philip and Knight Captain Klautz as the new masters of the Far East, and who would have thought that the Sindra Church, which had not seen the light at the beginning, would now replace the Pero Church as the mainstream faith of the Far Easterners and become the state religion of the Kingdom of Kolas.

"The world is impermanent." Roland couldn't help but sigh in a low voice, these four words are the origin of the divine power of the goddess of fate.

The bell struck the eleventh and the time was for the sanctification to begin. Roland retracted his thoughts, stepped over to the idol, bowed deeply and drew clockwise circles on his chest. To complete this brief but sacred salute, Roland caressed the statue's smooth and slightly cool Mithril body with both hands, and lifted her up.

"Sister Shenwei, let's go."

Rumble! The moment the statue left the ground, there was a faint roar of thunder in the warehouse, and the brilliance of divine power radiated from the cold statue, illuminating the warehouse.

Roland slung the idol on his shoulder, turned and strode out the door. In order to ensure that the "sanctification ceremony" can be carried out smoothly, and to ensure that Roland, who is too young and immature, can resist the thousand-year-old Peero divine power accumulated in the Great Temple, and successfully break the "curse of judgment", Sindra sent his seventh saint to the human world and poured a pure and vast divine power of destiny into this Mithril icon.

Roland carried the statue and walked straight to the end of the avenue, and the exclamations and admiration of millions of people on the street seemed to come from another distant world, faint and vague. At this moment, all his senses were focused on the statue of the god on his shoulder, and he clearly felt that Shenwei's divine power was closely connected with him, and their lives and souls formed an invisible link, connecting from Krasbourg to the Sindra Divine Kingdom in the Clock and Mechanical Realm, establishing an invisible path to transmit divine power.

This subtle state of "divine descent" is difficult for outsiders to notice, but Roland vaguely felt that the Mithril statue on his shoulder had become the beautiful and elegant "Iron Princess", just sitting quietly on his shoulder, with a cool slender hand around his neck, and when the autumn wind blew in his face, under the soft Mithril skirt, a pair of delicate jade feet swayed in the wind on his chest, as if a lotus flower......

"That's a ...... What a living miracle. Coropha's eyes widened and he muttered admiration.

"What miracle? It's just carrying the statue of the god through the streets, and in my opinion, this is pure grandstanding. Rubin muttered disapprovingly.

Grophas shook his head, not elaborating. Rubin could not see the fluctuations of divine power he witnessed, which was the happiness of the ignorant, in fact, Roland had more than a cold statue on his shoulder. Corofer vaguely saw a hazy light and shadow leaning against the idol, and sometimes reached out to caress Roland's hair. He couldn't see the image of the mysterious existence clearly, but he knew that it must be the embodiment of the infinite greatness of the goddess of fate.

The true deity of the true god cannot come to the world, but the elect, as the closest mortal to the true god, can carry a part of the power of the kingdom of God. When Corofer first met Roland yesterday, he realized that the other party contained divinity, and at that time he thought that Sindra had temporarily sent divine power to his chosen people, in order to help Roland fight against Peri's divine power and increase the chances of success of the "sanctification ceremony".

Now he realized that he had seriously underestimated Roland, the divinity he sensed yesterday was completely the power of Roland's own hands, and the light and shadow attached to Roland's body at this moment was the power of the goddess of fate temporarily.

There are not many people who can see the way out, except for Corofa, there are only legendary powerhouses such as Rudolph, Carol, Andre and Beowulf, and the vast majority of people who come to watch the ceremony are just like Rubin to watch the excitement, but for the believers of Sindra, what they see in front of them has an almost miraculous meaning, bringing an unparalleled shock to those souls who yearn for salvation......

The "King's Avenue", which leads from the barracks to the temple, was empty, and patrols with large shields lined up on both sides of the road were on guard, while Roland Koras, the holiest man in the kingdom of Kolas and the chosen one of the goddesses of fate, carried the statue of Sindra and strode along the empty avenue to the temple of Pero. The act itself has a strong pilgrimage connotation. On the way, the people of the whole city escorted him along the streets, followed by a spontaneous grand and solemn religious procession behind him. Millions of believers prayed and bowed to the Goddess's elect and icons, and many of them were fanatical believers, who even knelt in the streets excitedly and kissed every footprint left by Roland......