Feeling uneasy, the Pope of the Church of Fortune stepped into the chamber, and the old Pope was even more uneasy when he saw that the chamber was already full of people.

The old pope, who was helped in by a priest, attracted the attention of many people, and they were a little nervous as they watched their pope walk to the first row of seats and sit down.

The old Pope took a deep breath and grasped the cane in his left hand, and the whispers in his ears made him even more irritated.

It had already made him feel uneasy to be summoned by the goddess, but now that it was confirmed that the entire church in the middle and upper echelons of Gordon had been summoned, it made him feel some faint 'threat'.

And this 'threat' did not come from anyone else, but from the goddess he believed in!

He couldn't remember why he believed in that goddess, so much time had passed, and he was a human who was good at forgetting, he couldn't remember anymore.

The goddess gave herself the 'exalted' status she has now, and she will follow in her footsteps wherever she wants to do...... It should be like this, but why do you feel 'uneasy' or even 'afraid' now?

His old body could no longer support the heavy clothing, so he was light enough to dress, but he still felt a little difficult to breathe.

With his cloudy eyes half-open, he secretly looked at the statue in front of him as if he had been young, and the goddess with a very beautiful smile was still in his heart.

The old Pope was so confused that he didn't even hear the soft call of the cardinal beside him, and he didn't come to his senses until he saw a phantus figure emerge from the statue and transform into a physical entity before his eyes.

"Good day, everyone. ”

The soft voice of the goddess sounded in his ears, and the old pope suddenly widened his eyes, and his left hand clenched the body of the cane, pursed his lips, and after a while, he sighed in his heart, bowed his head and responded: "Meet, my lord......"

Priests, bishops, and chief knights all bowed their heads to their goddesses along with the old pope.

The goddess of wealth looked around the council chamber with some emotion in her heart, but she had made up her mind, and there was nothing to stop her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, do you remember the oath we made to mortals?"

Hearing the words of the goddess of wealth, the clergy present looked at each other, all wondering why their goddess would ask such a question.

'To the gods be to the gods, and to the mortals to the mortals', after hearing that sentence, they subconsciously thought of this sentence in their hearts, which was often mentioned by the nobles when facing them.

The Moore nobles used to say that, but now they do, and they have done it.

Some people had some vague guesses in their minds, but they didn't know for sure...... Not only are they not sure, they even subconsciously want to avoid these questions, but that vague guess lingers in their minds.

They looked at the goddess of wealth with wistful eyes, hoping that their goddess would not say that, but ......

She said it anyway!

"The gods belong to the gods, and the mortals return to the mortals......" The goddess of wealth sighed slightly, and forced a smile, "The Moore Merchant Federation and Gordon no longer belong to us, in fact, we should ......have left a long time ago."

The old Pope's body trembled, he closed his eyes in pain, raised his right hand to cover his eyes, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he cried silently.

...... Where to?

Where would they go without the Holy City?

The clergy were confused, so they looked to both sides as if asking for help, only to find that the others were just as confused as they were.

Where do they go without Gordon?

Don't talk about the clergy at the grassroots level, even if they are, there are many of them who are 'Gordonians', who are 'Moores'.

Listening to the words of the goddess, they are undoubtedly going to relocate the Wealth Church, speaking of 'relocating'...... Most likely, it is the 'Holy City Relocation'.

The assumption they had brought up, which they had joked about, was now going to 'come true'?

In the more than 800 years since the gods fell to the mortal world, no god has carried out the relocation of the Holy City, and the 'relocation of the Holy City' has been a hypothesis from the beginning, a 'hypothesis' that has never been realized.

Therefore, when they joke with each other, they can unscrupulously use the matter of 'relocation of the Holy City', because in their opinion, it is impossible for this to come true......

"Hehe, yes, the current 'Gordon' is no longer suitable for us, after all, Moore has become bigger now, and it is a little inappropriate to use other people's national capital as a holy city. One of the cardinals laughed, touched his gray beard, and asked, "My lord, where are we going to move next?

'Ensos' is a large city in the Merchant Federation of Mor and the cardinal's hometown.

"It's not. The goddess of wealth shook her head.

The cardinal smiled and forced a smile: "Also, the business of 'Enthos' is not outstanding, so is it 'Graeme Harbor' or 'Leiden'?"

The priests looked up to their goddess in the hope that she would nod her head and that she would give an answer that would make them happy.

The goddess of wealth sighed: "It's not ......"

The white-bearded cardinal shook his hand and grabbed a handful of his beard.

He didn't cry out in pain, but turned his head to look at his colleagues, only to find that they all lowered their eyebrows or sighed.

The cardinal clenched his fists and looked sad, trying to grasp the last glimmer of hope, "So...... Is it 'Silver Tide Harbor'?"

As time passed and he grew older, the cardinal's eyes were no longer clear, and there was an indescribable sadness in his cloudy eyes, which were no different from those of ordinary old people.

The goddess of wealth looked at her believers with a look of expectation, and she couldn't bear it, but she gritted her teeth very resolutely and said: "No......! It's no longer the church it once was. ”

At the end, she sighed in an almost pleading tone, "Stop, stop, I've decided to leave." It's not 'Ensos', it's not 'Port Graeme', it's not 'Leiden', it's not any city of Moore, don't you feel it?

"To the gods belong to the gods, and to the mortals...... In the end, Mohr is no longer the Mohr he was at the beginning, the nobles are no longer the nobility at the beginning, and we are not the original us. ”

"I have decided to relocate the 'Holy City'!"

The old Pope wiped away his tears and looked at the dazzling goddess, the goddess who was full of vigor and vitality, and now very strong.

He opened his mouth and asked softly, "So, my lord, where are we going?"

He asked everyone in the room, and although not everyone agreed with the 'relocation of the Holy City', at least for now, they could not bring it up.

The priests are concerned about this, and since it is not the city of Mor, then where is it?

Speaking of this, the goddess of fortune finally laughed.

She smiled, and her pink lips lightly opened: "Wende City-Sad Wind Leader...... No, it should be the 'Wende City' of the 'Principality of the Sorrowful Wind'!"

"I have already negotiated with the head maid, the 'holy city' of the church in the future will be 'Wende City', and that 'future miracle city' will be both the capital of the principality and our 'holy city'!"

"Start preparing, my disciple!" the Goddess of Fortune crossed her hips with one hand and pointed to the door of the council chamber with the other, "Inform the entire continent and begin to prepare, the Goddess of Fortune, I, Latinia, are about to relocate the Holy City!"

There were a few cardinals who were in a hurry, but there was one who was quicker than them—

The old Pope smiled at the corners of his mouth, trembling and standing up with his crutches, and bowed his 'noble' head to the goddess.

"Obey the command!"

In his heart, the beautiful goddess still exists, and the first time he saw it, it was a scene he didn't dare to forget and didn't want to forget.

He went from teenager to youth, from youth to middle age, and from middle age to old age...... He never forget!

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