“...... Yes, His Majesty. ”

Kneeling in front of the idol, Bishop Wackland's body trembled like chaff, "I couldn't be tough to the end, the two legendary dragons sat on one side, and the Friend of the Merchant and the Maid Master sat opposite each other—"

'You don't need to explain!' the cold voice echoed in the mind of the middle-aged nobleman, 'I didn't expect you to succeed in the first place, but you failed to show our determination, that's a sin! ’

“...... Yes, Your Majesty!"

Gritting his teeth, Bishop Wackerland took off the crown on his head, respectfully placed it on the ground in front of him, bowed his head, and slowly exited the prayer room.

After leaving the prayer room, he explained the will of the noble daughter to the vicar who was waiting at the door, and the joy on his face made the heart of the "priest" of Walkland well.

Power is a poison, and as believers in aristocratic goddesses, they aim to 'seize power'.

The more power you can grab, the more you will be able to attract the attention of the noble goddesses.

Unlike other churches, every priest in the noble church is from a noble family, and bishops and priests are only held by nobles with titles.

Therefore, their faith is not pure, but compared to other nobles, at least they still have faith in the gods and retain basic reverence.

Because of the special structure of the aristocratic church, there are only two or three churches in almost every country, and the church in Wende City was arranged by the noble daughter for the sake of the old duke's strength, otherwise there would be no noble church in this city.

The aristocratic goddess is like an 'emperor' who holds all power, the church is his kingdom, and the 'repose' and 'appointment' depend on likes and dislikes.

With a reluctant smile, Priest Warkeland took the 'crown' from his former deputy, put it on his head, and after bowing to the person in front of him, he silently watched as the former vicar, now 'Lord Bishop', pushed the door and walked into the prayer room.

With a sigh, Walkland stood where the previous vicar had stood while the vicar had waited, his eyebrows bowed, waiting for the result.

............

"Damn it!"

The 'noble daughter' suddenly opened her eyes, her hands clenched tightly, and she inadvertently crushed the ivory folding fan in her hand.

The deity, with its burgundy curly hair and delicate face, was now terrifyingly complexional.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, his brown eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he glanced at the fragments of the ivory folding fan that had fallen on the hem of his skirt, and swept it with his right hand with a black silk glove, and the ivory folding fan returned to its original state.

Opening the folding fan, covering the lower half of her face, and sniffing the fragrance lingering on the folding fan, the noble goddess's complexion slowly returned to normal.

Even if she was sitting alone in her bedroom, the noble goddess still maintained the most perfect posture.

The folding fan fanned slightly, the breeze extinguished the anger, and Vivien Leigh slowly regained her composure, but she was still thinking about what to do next.

She couldn't just watch the Principality of Sorrow Wind gradually become stronger, she just didn't have a chance to deal with them before, and now that the time has come, she will naturally take action.

The more powerful the Duchy of Sorrow, the more it is telling the uselessness of the 'nobility'.

Indeed, if with the virtue of the current aristocracy, it is difficult for them to compete with that principality, and to be honest, even Vivien Leigh herself feels that the political system of the Principality of Sorrow is more reasonable...... However, as a noble goddess, she could not let that principality continue to be strong!

Whether it's for the sake of continuing to live, or for the sake of her own ideas, she can't let the Principality of Sorrow continue to exist.

Even if the country's current political system is vaguely revealed to be 'correct', it will not work!

The Duchy of Sorrow must be destroyed, and it must collapse from the top down, so as to reflect the 'correctness' of the aristocratic feudal system.

However, she didn't have any power in her hands, and that country had shown at least five or more legendary powerhouses in the previous God-Slaying War - she didn't know if the food hunters were also on their side, but if she had to plan, she could only plan for the worst.

Originally, she was still a little distressed, but the Principality of Sorrow suddenly made such a fuss, and then she realized that her opportunity had come.

She didn't make any moves, didn't even show any intentions, and several mages came to the door.

If the purpose is the same, then it will naturally coincide.

She sent the Bishop of Winde City - she didn't expect that what was originally just a step to get in touch with the Sword Saint would become a very important pawn now.

The bishop was not expected to do anything, he just had to show a 'tough attitude'.

But she didn't expect that the other side had already prepared everything to deal with, although it was not something unpredictable, but it still aroused her anger.

After she couldn't help but depose a bishop, the noble goddess now has no regrets in her heart, because the church is the 'toy' in her hands, and those humble and ridiculous clowns exist to please her, and she doesn't need to pay attention to the inner activities of those clowns.

Just like dealing with untouchables, the nobles don't need to care if the untouchables hate them in their hearts, because they can't hurt themselves at all.

In addition to the Principality of Sorrowful Winds, the Ogordon Empire, where she is now, also reveals some unsettling atmosphere.

It seems that the vast empire is about to be in turmoil......

And all this happening can be attributed to the 'political system' of the Duchy of Sadness.

As long as the Duchy of Sorrow is destroyed, then the turmoil in the Ogordon Empire should also be able to calm down quickly.

Whether or not His Majesty the Emperor wants the 'new nobles' to outlaw the 'old nobles', it has nothing to do with her, because the 'nobles' still exist, which means that she can continue to exist.

The world is standing on the cusp of a storm, and in her eyes, it is the Principality of the Sorrowful Wind that caused all this, the chief maid!

If it weren't for them, if it weren't for her, none of this would have happened!

After calming down again, the noble goddess narrowed her eyes again, and a new calculation was made in her heart.

Although this time the division is unfavorable, it will not affect the follow-up plan too much.

............

The bishops of the Agrarian Church and the Bishops of the Radiant Church came together, but they did not ask for anything about the maid's plan, but only did the will of the gods to warn the maid not to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Grush then came here and conveyed to them the words of the God of Justice.

Because of the precedent of the Arcane Empire, many of the gods were not at ease, but they were still relatively friendly, and did not oppose it, but they did not support it - even the gods of knowledge had the same attitude.

None of this can hinder the maid's determination to continue building the Mage Academy, which is one of the more important steps in the plan, and many of the prerequisites will be revealed here.

As in the climax of the same book, many conspiracies against the principality will also take the opportunity to erupt.

After the Mage Academy, she will continue to build other academies to lay a more solid foundation for future development.

Many people are not as powerful as her after knowing the starry sky, whether it is the life of the upper plane or the life of the lower plane, it is an existence that is difficult for mortals to reach.

But on what basis?

Originally, when she lived with that stupid dragon, she didn't have these thoughts, but after coming into contact with power, her ambition exploded out of control.

"Seth!"

After both Latinia and Ziegler had left, the maid suddenly raised her head and called out to the black dragon.

"Huh, what?"

Without Ziegler's presence, Cervantes finally didn't have to put on a stinky face, and after hearing the maid's voice, he asked with a grin.

"It's okay, I just want to call ......," said the maid with one hand on her cheek, staring at the black dragon's face and smiling.

The confused black dragon pondered for a moment, glanced at the clock, and suddenly proposed, "Let's make a dragon!"

The maid clapped her hands together, "This proposal is very constructive!" (https:)

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