Not everyone agrees with the 'relocation of the holy city', but many are afraid to speak up in the face of the goddess they believe in.

They were silent, silently doing their work, hoping that the people above would say a few words about it, but what they didn't know was that the goddess of wealth had already made up her mind, and the reason couldn't be said, but no one could persuade her.

"My lord, you can't, you can't ......"

A cardinal named 'Gandy' was anxious and tried to persuade the goddess of wealth to stay, because only the 'holy city' where the goddess of wealth exists can be considered a 'holy city', otherwise even if it has the name of a 'holy city', it is not justified and has no effect.

The goddess of fortune looked at the cardinal and shook her head, "Gandy, I know you want to say something, but I really can't stay. I don't have a god, I don't have a god line, the nobles of Mor have mastered the 'god-killing weapon' of the Arcane Empire, and I am no longer suitable to stay here!"

"But......" Gandy was anxious to defend something, but his words were interrupted by the goddess of wealth.

"Gandy!"

The goddess of wealth looked gloomy, "I know that you are from a noble family, if you don't want to go, you can stay here! Even if the Holy City is relocated, Gordon is still important to the church in the future, I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore!"

Gandy was speechless, he looked at the goddess of wealth in despair, pursed his mouth, and didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing him like this, the goddess of wealth sighed and waved her hand, "You will go and think about it, I have already made a decision, Mohr is no longer suitable for us, it is long overdue to leave...... Go for it!"

"Yes, yes......"

Gandy left dejected, and after he left, the goddess of fortune looked at the empty church and let out all her momentum.

"Alas......"

The goddess couldn't help but sigh, when did those children start to change?

Not only the nobles of Mor, but there were also people in the church who wanted to deal with her, maybe not to kill her, because they didn't know that it was her true body that went to the Sorrowful Wind Leader in the first place, but they definitely wanted to weaken her power, was this to better control her?

The outside of the church was bustling, but inside the church was empty, leaving only her, as if to mock her loneliness.

"Render to the gods, and the mortals to the mortals......" The goddess of wealth recited the oath that the gods and mortals had made together, but to this day, how many people or gods still remember this sentence all the time?

There's not much left......

The news that the Goddess of Fortune was about to relocate to the Holy City had already been placed on the tables of the major leaders in just half a day, and the great nobles of Mor were even a little incredulous when they saw this news.

They didn't do anything, and the guy who got in the way actually prepared for the 'Holy City Relocation' himself?

This caught them off guard, but it also made them feel a little happy in their hearts.

What a glory it is for a god who has managed to make a god 'fear' of them, and even if they don't say anything, that god himself avoids it first?

Although no one can say anything about it, in their own circles, they can be complacent about it for many years.

They always believe that Mohr is still Mohr without the goddess of wealth, but without Mohr's goddess of wealth, it is nothing.

Although it was a pity that the goddess did not come to 'plead' with them in a low voice, the arrogant nobleman of Mor was satisfied enough with the status quo.

What if the Holy City of the Goddess of Wealth was relocated to the Tempest, and what if the Tempest was the only gateway to the Southern Black Forest?

No matter what they want to do or how they do it, the Moore Commercial Federation or the Moore Commercial Federation, just like the Ogordon Empire, which occupies most of the Sloh continent, the Moore Commercial Federation has long been an indispensable part of the Mendes Continent, and without the Moore Commercial Federation, most of the commerce in the Mendes Continent will collapse directly.

The nobles of Mor thought that they no longer needed the goddess to stay above their heads, and that they wanted the true 'to be the gods and the mortals to the mortals'.

The Church must be 'distinct' from the aristocracy, and it can no longer interfere with the decisions of the aristocracy, and the state can only be ruled by them—this is what the aristocracy is looking for, and in fact it is only that simple.

They had never thought of controlling a deity, and they didn't have the courage to do so, and the 'purge' of hundreds of years ago was enough to make them vigilant, for fear that many gods and churches would come to know their lives.

Of course, that's what they say when they communicate with each other, but what they think in private, others don't know.

The nobles of Moore were the first to learn of this news, and then the news was passed on to some people in half a day, including Krylov III.

Krylov III held the letter marked 'Top Secret' in his hand and rubbed his temples with the other hand, but the pain never subsided.

"Sad Wind Leader, Wende City ......"

He suddenly remembered that he hadn't paid attention to the Grim Wind Leader for a long time, and his recent thoughts had been on how to break the line of defense in front of him.

Because the war has entered a stalemate, and it is also the harvest season, no matter how irrational the monarch should stop the war at this moment, so both he and the Marquis of Elfaro tacitly stopped fighting.

The civil war seems to have stopped a few days ago, but it is only a 'truce', and it is impossible to stop this war until the winner is completely decided.

Because he didn't pay attention for a long time, Krylov III now didn't know what was going on in the Grim Wind Realm.

He knew about Cervantes and Serena teaming up to defeat a god incarnation before, but after that, he didn't pay much attention to the Sadwind, and he didn't even know why the Goddess of Wealth appeared in the Sadwind, and why she chose the 'Holy City Relocation'.

If it was in the past, it might have been a dereliction of duty on the part of the intelligence officer, but now, it is a dereliction of duty.

After coming into contact with that woman, he knew that he could no longer continue to control the Sad Wind Leader, and the old duke remembered the old love, but that woman had no friendship with their Rezel royal family, at most, she would look at the old duke's face, keep the promise he had made, and keep the last blood of the Rezel royal family.

So before the woman brought it up, Krylov III himself recognized the independence of the Sadwind Lord.

Since he knew that it was impossible, he would sell them a favor first, and Krylov III's calculation sounded, and he also knew that they had accepted his kindness, otherwise he would not have sent the knight to help him win the war.

The knight named 'Kem Tosoro' was invincible on the battlefield, but the strength of one person could not change the whole situation, and those generals who appeared out of nowhere blocked the attack of the royal nobles, and even under the leadership of that knight, the battlefield was still stalemate.

The battlefield now is like a millstone, pushing the soldiers down, and all that is achieved is bitter victory.

They do win all the time, but they also lose all the time!

Each time, it took all his strength to take a city, but when he advanced to the next territory, the trouble of the past reappeared, and those vassals of Elfaro had command abilities that were slightly inferior to those of Adolf Valho, how could they win with those useless nobles under his command?

If it weren't for Kem Tosoro, they would have been defeated.

Even Krylov III himself felt that the road the army had traveled was full of resentment, and although he never had the idea of 'giving up', it was not an option to continue like this.

If he continues like this, when he finally enters the Elfaro territory, where will he have any troops and morale to speak of?

Now that he saw such a piece of news, he had some other thoughts in his heart-

Do you want...... Borrow some more troops from them?

Together, the thought began to infect the mind of Krylov III irrepressibly.

Thinking of this, he thought of the knights from the Sadwind Realm, those soldiers from the Sadwind Realm......

That's so powerful!

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