Duke of Grief

"...Cough!"

After coughing twice, Fei Wenli, who was pale, took a deep breath and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Jean Usher, thank you for your help."

The **** of radiance smiles warmly and has a soft voice: "You're welcome, after all, what you want to do is something I always wanted to do but couldn't do it."

"Now the time is ripe..." Fei Wenli leaned on the back of the chair, a smile appeared on her face, "If it wasn't just because of the meeting with the maidservant, maybe I'm still sinking."

The **** of radiance nodded slightly and smiled as the deity closed his eyes slowly before his eyes, and his body turned into a light spot floating in the air.

The incarnation of the ‘oldest man’ dissipated, but the divine power remained in Fei Wenli’s ‘holy house’, lingering beside the goddess and slowly drifting into her weak body.

Every breath can reduce the body's weakness, but there is no source of faith. A **** like her is ‘rootless duckweed’ and can only die or fall asleep.

She can't wait, but she still needs to wait patiently for a while...

The new "priesthood" is still conceived. At this time, even if she announces her existence to the world, she cannot gain faith. Instead, she will gradually weaken her body by leaving her holy house.

At least here, she can also ensure that her body and mind are clear.

Fei Wenli's breathing gradually calmed down, her eyes closed, and she went to sleep.

…………

Spence combed his hair meticulously, and the religious robes with white rims and gold rims draped over the sturdy body were not at all abrupt, but they could make people shine.

This silent and serious mature male stands in the cathedral of the holy city of the ‘Noble Church’, standing in front of the idol.

All the fearful priests knelt before him, and the bishops who knew the truth lined up and stood silently on both sides.

"Yesterday, my Lord lowered the oracle." Spence's calm gaze swept over everyone's head. "I think you all already know."

As early as yesterday, he had sent that message to the terminal of every faith network, and all the noble churches received the message.

Even if he didn't tell the other churches about it, the bishops and priests stationed in the local church would tell the clergy and believers about it.

Because this will be a choice-

"Choose it!" Spence waved his hand indifferently, "Whether you choose to leave, or choose to continue to follow, let you choose, we will not pursue it. But, I need to remind you that once you choose to leave, then you May become our enemy-this is not a threat, I am just telling the truth. So, choose!"

The fearful priests looked at each other, but the pope and the bishops were silent, and the atmosphere in the cathedral was terrifyingly heavy.

The church was so quiet that the needle was audible, no one dared to speak first, and no one dared to show their intentions.

They are all traditional nobles that are now implicitly excluded by those nobles, except that they still have much ‘tradition’, which is probably only known by themselves.

However, as everyone knows, Marquis Spence is the closest to the traditional aristocracy. He has many virtues of the traditional aristocracy, and he has expressed his disgust and anger towards the modern aristocracy many times in public.

The family clearly has a lot of industries that can allow him to squander his life, but he is still working hard to make his family stronger.

If it were not because he was the pope of the noble church, he might also be one of the ‘big nobles’ of today’s empire.

"Did anyone choose to leave?" Spencer's voice echoed in the cathedral, but besides him, the bishops pierced the cold eyes to the priests kneeling on the ground.

They don’t believe that everyone present can willingly contribute to this world and to pay for the “crown”, so there must be people who do not believe in the “new doctrine” among the people present, but until now, they still have no choice Stand up on your own.

Giving the scepter in his hand, the pope shouted: "Everyone is willing to accept the'new doctrine', is it? Is it true? Don't be silent, speak, and tell me the answer in your heart!"

Sphinx stared his eyes. What he hated most were those so-called'modern aristocrats' - who lost'modesty' and'thrift', and even greed and arrogance. It was so good to get wealth. Proud?

Perhaps the people present were not like this, at least they still followed some ‘tradition’, but if they were not willing to change, it would be no different from those ‘modern nobles’!

No matter how you stick to the tradition, the nobles who are unwilling to change will eventually sink into their desires and forget their original insistence.

Spence had once seen his two uncles being driven out of the family by his grandfather, and ordered them not to return.

Once, his two uncles were both traditional aristocrats willing to follow traditions, had strong bodies and wise minds, but when he visited them a few years ago, they found that they had become the same as most nobles today. There is not much difference.

The body became fat and greasy and weak, and once they had extensive knowledge, they are now even more muddled and turned into a ``fatty pig'' who only spends money and has fun.

Because of this, he showed such disgust.

There are now people who are kneeling in front of him who are the same as his two uncles. In the past, he would not care about what they were doing, because the gods he believed did not do anything. Do something?

But now, the time for change has come. If there are people who are unwilling to change with the church, then they will become the enemy of the church!

Because the enemy of the church in the future is the group of so-called'modern nobles'-the group of damn, rotten idiots!

"tell me!"

The Pope shouted, and the bishops followed with glares, shouting in unison: "Tell me!"

"What are your options?!"

In a flash, a chill began to spread in everyone's hearts, and they stared at the top of the church in a daze.

They used to think that their will was firm, but they didn't expect that until this time they realized that their own will was not as firm as they thought.

As soon as the words fell, a young man stood up angrily, raised his right hand and thumped his chest hard, and performed a quaint knight salute to the upper level of the church. 'Footsteps!'

His cries echoed in the wide church, and the young man blushed and wrote his excitement on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a young man beside him also stood up, smiled at Andris Golov, and then performed a knight salute, shouting loudly: "I, Laval Lavoff, May I vow to follow in the footsteps of the noble daughter!"

Looking at these two young men ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ even the serious Spence couldn't help but smile a little and nodded approvingly at their actions.

There are still young people who are willing to follow the noble traditions of ‘old-fashioned’. It has to be said that this is a good thing.

After the two of them, more and more priests chose to stand up and take oaths, and as the number of people increased, the pride on the faces of these'young people' became more obvious.

"Is it only you?" Spencer glanced disappointedly at the priests who were still kneeling down on one knee with their heads down, and then asked the young men who stood up softly.

"Yes, Your Excellency!" They raised their heads and answered in unison.

This is something to be proud of, because they did not do ‘wall head grass’, nor did they go with the ‘modern aristocracy’.

"So, please call this name--"

Sphinx took a deep breath and looked straight, saying: "The "Goddess of Progress" who is committed to promoting social development and progress and always has a progressive spirit!"