"Long time no see, Your Excellency the Chosen One."

On the prayer table of the cathedral, Pope Nicholas, the current Pope of the Pure White Church, wore a white sacrificial robe, a crown representing the pope's honorable status on his head, and a scepter presumably made of platinum or similar metal in his right hand, with a solemn expression on his face, greeted Sivi.

Behind him is the cathedral of its huge floor-to-ceiling stained-glass windows. Countless brightly colored window leaves make a huge image.

If nothing stands in the way, you can see an abstract pattern of a man with wings flying away like the sun in the sky.

It's just that from Sivi's point of view, the person is just blocked by Nicholas, and at first glance, it looks like the old pope has a pair of painted wings in the Baroque style spread behind his back.

"Well, Your Excellency the Pope is well." Sivi clenched his right hand into a fist in front of his left shoulder and made a mage salute to the other party.

On the left and right sides of the prayer table stood several priests of no young age, and judging from their clothing, the lowest rank present was also the white-clothed archbishop.

"We know very well what you mean, the Holy See will soon send ascetics to the Angola Mountains to investigate, and we will ask your academy to assist when the time comes."

Nicholas casually brought out the purpose of Sivi's visit, and it was clear that he had more important things to say.

"That's nature."

Although Sivi didn't want to make a fuss at this time, if he turned around and left now, it would be equivalent to slapping the pure white church in the face. Besides, the other party has so readily promised that he will make corresponding actions, showing enough respect for himself. Of course, you have to show the same sincerity.

After all, if the relationship between the two forces is not subordinate, and one of them always takes it unilaterally without paying any price, the relationship between the two will definitely not last long.

Sivi just wanted to be an ally of the White Church, not a subordinate institution.

"Actually, you came at the right time, our church has just discovered an amazing fact." Nicholas said solemnly: "You must have heard of the territorial plan that began to be implemented five years ago, right? ”

"Well, it was a big fuss at that time......

Sivi nodded as a matter of course.

Territorial planning, the full name of the Pan-Terran Unification Alliance, territorial expansion planning.

Humans have lived in the Eastern Plains for generations since the Great Migration, and today, although the land of the Eastern Plains is more than enough for the inhabitants. But the new aristocrats found out. Through the alternation of generations, most of the land in the Eastern Plains has long been divided, and there is no room for its own intervention.

As the number of new nobles without fiefdoms grew, the conflict between the land and the owners intensified.

Finally, an emperor who couldn't stand the constant chatter and weeping of his nobles made a proposal while attending the King's Council.

Now that all our land has been divided. Wouldn't it be better to get some new land? ’

Thereupon. Based on this proposal, it was refined. And initiated, it is the territorial expansion plan of the Pan-Terran Unification Alliance.

The Eastern Plains are in a very awkward position.

The hills to the north of it are orc territory, and in the eastern plains human cavalry and mages can torture the orcs. But once you're in the mountains, it's all the other way around.

To the south of the Eastern Plains is the Ancient Forest Sea. Leaving aside those forest elves who are not friendly to humans, the monsters in that forest sea alone are enough to wipe out the human army seven or eight times.

The Eastern Plains are the easternmost part of the continent, and further east is a vast sea. It has been claimed that there is a piece of land across the sea, but so far no one who dares to go out to sea to find that land has returned. However, a lot of offshore island chains have been found.

It's just that the kind of place where birds don't poop is better for the new nobles than a fiefdom and a place of exile......

The last is the west side.

The situation in the west is more complicated, but in general it can be divided into two large areas.

The northwest side is connected to the Angola Mountains, and the place that looks like a natural step is called the Cliff of the Western Continent, and by the way, the height difference of these so-called natural steps is probably more than 100 meters......

And because none of the scouts and adventurers who went to explore at that time could not return, the cliffs of the West Continent were also classified as a high-risk area. And now this area is the territory of Timothyen's Dark Alliance.

The southwest side is just a desert with a slight slope, and everything else is relatively normal—in fact, it was through this gap that mankind entered the eastern plains, in the Holy See's Holy Scriptures? The New Era also refers to this gap to the Eastern Plains as the Sand of Hope.

It's just that, like an island, no nobleman wants their fiefdom to be in the desert......

After several battles between humans and orcs due to territorial planning, and no real benefits were achieved, the plan was completely shelved.

"Is there something new now?" Sivi frowned slightly and asked Nicholas.

Nicholas nodded to a white-clothed archbishop on his right, whom he didn't know at all, and the other man took a scroll of paper from his collar, stepped forward, and presented it to Sivi with both hands.

Although watching the white-clothed archbishop, who was respected by everyone outside, carefully hand over things like a servant could greatly satisfy his vanity, Sivi also knew that the more solemn the other party's actions were, the more serious the matter would be this time.

So he was a little more solemn, took the parchment roll from the other hand, and slowly opened it.

"This is ......" Sivi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Although the territorial plan has been shelved, because there is no explicit provision, some ostensible actions are still continuing." Nicholas said slowly under Xiwei's surprised gaze: "Half a year ago, when several beginner-level magicians of the Seven Yao Mage Association were routinely inspecting the Hope Sand Sea, they found a human corpse inside. Although the corpse was decomposed due to the desert climate, they found a map from the corpse. ”

He pointed to the map in Sivi's hand, "What you have now is a rubbish of that map." ”

Although the parchment is very simple, there are many drawings with regional characteristics, and there are many lines and some strange words on it.

Ordinary people may never see this kind of writing in their lifetime, but magicians who have studied ancient magic books know something about it - this is the language of ancient humans!

And what is drawn on this parchment is also a map of the eastern plain and the west that the entire human society has not been able to reproduce today!

"Could it be ......" Sivi had a little guess in his heart.

"That's right, maybe......" Nicholas continued as if he had read through Sivi's thoughts, "Maybe the ancient human race has not been extinct, and there are still our compatriots in Middle-earth!" (To be continued......)