Severn Terry was silent, and for a long time.

After seeing the newspaper and hearing Amber's words, the priest instantly connected everything that happened in Lu'an for a while, and connected the propaganda and offensives carried out by the Cecils over the past period. Although all these things are beyond his experience, he can still analyze the methods and purposes of the Cecils.

"You must make the Church of Holy Light lose the support of the people in the southern border and expel the church by inciting the people. This is to cut off the roots of the church - it seems that the Duke of Gowan Cecil does not like to have an authority in his territory other than him."

"I didn't expect that a priest could also see so thoroughly in this kind of 'worldly affairs'," Amber looked at the priest in front of him with a little surprise, "but basically it does mean that."

"You're so sure I'll do this for you?" Severn Terry looked Amber in the eyes, "Don't forget, I'm still a church priest."

"To be honest, I don't believe it, but our lord believes it," Amber replied frankly, "He once said that the entire Church of Light cannot have only one Wright's conscience. As a huge organization, the Church of Light must have various voices, and some of them are consistent with our interests, and as long as the interests are consistent, they can be won and fought for."

"What do you do when you say you want to exile the church, and you also say you want the people to receive the light?"

"Why do you ask me - after reading those leaflets, can't you guess?" Amber spread her hands, "I don't quite understand the taboos of you charlatans, but in my opinion, it seems that the right to interpret classics, allow people to directly access theological knowledge, reduce the authority of the church, and allow free faith... all of this is good, and I believe that you and these two friends around you agree with this, otherwise you wouldn't have come."

"Maybe this is...but can you really do it?" Severn Terry straightened his body and looked into Amber's eyes. He could not feel any powerful fluctuations from this half-elf girl, but he knew what a terrible force behind this half-elf. Today his choice may determine life and death, but he still had to say everything, "Turn away the Holy Light Church from this land and replace it with you-or the puppet Protestantism you have built up, you are nothing more than

Is there any essential change in the exchange of one authority to another? You may be able to implement a new batch of doctrines, which may be gentler and more enlightened than the Holy Light Church, but does the Holy Light really come to everyone? Authority will eventually appear. As long as there is a group that holds more voice than others, has more resources and better channels, then authority is still authority, nothing more than whitewashing and beautifying, and the means look glamorous."

Amber was really surprised this time. She looked up and down at the fearless Holy Light Priest in front of her and nodded slightly: "Continue,"

"...You used 'conscience' to measure the clergy in Lu'an and chose me for this, but I'm frank, I don't think you are more 'just' than the church - although you have successfully made the church an object of hatred and also made yourself into an image of the people's will, I don't think you are better than the church. You use those leaflets to guide people's emotions, use one-sided truth to give face to the priests of the cathedral, use money and power to create momentum, and make yourself look majestic and correct, but did you promote the church when the church was serving porridge during the famine? Did you promote the Knights of the Holy See regularly to wipe out monsters? Did you promote the knights of the Holy See regularly to destroy the monsters? Did you promote the mistakes when you make mistakes?

"You said you would defeat the authority of the church, but Cecil is just another authority-the difference is that the church may control the people by faith, and your Duke...he will control the faith with his power."

The Military Intelligence Agency officers present were angry and immediately surrounded them, pressing their weapons: Although Severn Terry was a priest, he was a priest who was not good at fighting, and he did not carry any magic weapons on him now. At such a close distance, the Military Intelligence Agency officer who carried special extraordinary armed forces could easily kill a priest who had no time to cast spells - and two partners around him.

The two priests around Severn Terry were also nervous, but their first reaction was to protect the former - and at the same time, they were ready to die.

Amber blinked, and at this moment when the situation suddenly became tense, she sighed from the bottom of her heart: "Oh my god, what you said makes sense!"

A military intelligence agency almost dropped the melt-cut short sword in his hand to the ground: "Boss?! Wake up..."

Amber waved his hand and interrupted his subordinates, and looked at Seven, who was also shocked, with a serious look on his face. Terry: "Yes, I think what you said makes sense-in fact, except for not summarizing the four words "Goderal Power and Lord Grant", what you said is almost exactly the same as what Duke Cecil said to me."

The priest, who was ready to die, finally couldn't control his tense expression: "...ah? That duke...had he said this himself?"

"We have not only said it, but also explained the process in detail to many of us," Amber nodded calmly, facing Severn Terry's shocked gaze. "Do you think we will call ourselves messengers of justice? We have never said that we represent justice - what we represent is progress, or... what we represent is higher efficiency and value."

Amber said, picking up the newspaper: "Did you see this newspaper? What did you see from it?"

Severn Terry frowned: "Your publicity tool?"

"No, what you should see is that we can print hundreds of thousands or even more newspapers in one day, that we can quickly spread this kind of newspaper throughout the southern border, that we can promote new government orders like this, and preach like this, why? Because we are more advanced.

"The civilians in Cecil can be freezed in winter because we have built very useful magic energy heat exchange stations, and they don't have to starve all year round because we use factories to produce alchemy potions that can increase grain production. They can freely discuss scriptures, receive holy light healing, receive free holy water, learn doctrines without asking about their origins, become priests, because we have changed the organizational form of the church and fundamentally modified the teachings. We have also found more effective ways to use holy light, so that holy water and holy tools can be made in large quantities...

"So when you see these new laws, new teachings, and new things, don't be busy asking whether these things are just. You have to ask the people of Cecil, and ask whether they are better in life now or in the past-

"I will tell you that it is a good life to have enough food and wear warm clothes!

"The priest—I have always called you charlatans, but I will call you priest—you don't think Cecil is more just, you even think what we do in Lu'an is dirty and means very despicable. I only have one comment on your thoughts - it's great! You are such a smart person! And I like to deal with smart people."

Amber stopped, and Sevin Terry had taken a step back at some point. The tall and thin middle-aged man seemed to be a little breathless. It was the first time he had dealt with such a person in his life - so uncovered, without disguising, without avoiding, and without hypocrisy. He was used to talking to all kinds of "upper society" people. What those people are best at is to keep their morality and glory on their lips, and the half-elves who represent Cecil's power and certainly have a good status...the style is really strange.

"Yes... I thought of it... On your leaflets, you really rarely emphasize words like justice and glory," the priest smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "What you say most on the leaflets is that everyone can eat and wear warmly, everyone can learn doctrines, and free holy water can be collected..."

"Yes, this is what we 'injust' people have to do," Amber laughed. "I heard Wright say that you are also a pastor who has been promoted step by step from a civilian, and you are still sending the donations you receive every month to the countryside - then are you interested in Cecil's authority, the 'injust'? We will exclude dissidents, we will control the southern border, and we will achieve our goals with all kinds of glorious or disgraceful means, using what Gowen? The Duke of Cecil once said to me - he will do whatever he wants, regardless of the cost, and use all his tricks and tricks to rule the land without any aristocratic spirit - so that this land can prosper and become strong.

"Maybe we are not glorious, maybe we are really just a new authority that will replace the Church of Holy Light, but we can allow all people in the South to live a better life, and Holy Light can continue to survive in this better land.

"Prince, are you joining the gang for such an unjust thing?"

The room became silent, and Severn Terry's heart was pounding. After several deep breaths, he finally spoke: "...There are about one hundred priests in the city who oppose Flange Berlan, most of whom are low-ranking, but we control the small church area on the outer edge..."

"All priests who awaken and properly stand will receive the friendship of Cecil. As long as you are willing to obey our laws and accept new teachings, you can still move on this land, you are still messengers of the Holy Light, and even this city of Lu'an... can continue to be a 'holy city'."

If Amber's words before only caused a huge psychological impact on Seven Terry, then the current reply will completely calm the priest's heart.

The situation is irreversible.

Lu'an City is sliding into the abyss, and everyone in the church area knows this. The influence of the Holy Light Church here has fallen apart. Whatever the cathedral priests will only accelerate the collapse - whether they are sitting and waiting for death, making pale excuses, or blocking leaflets, or even making more extreme bloody suppression of civilians... there is no hope at the end.

The power to speak has always been in the hands of the church, and now the Cecilians have greater power in this regard, so the church that relies on "faith" will naturally not be able to continue to survive.

In fact, there was no choice. Four days ago, when Savin Terry returned to the church area under the "escort" of the monks and the Holy See's knights and found a note signed "The Daughter of the Shadow Goddess" stuffed in his pocket.

In order to save the lives of the only compatriots in the church who are like-minded with him, he must agree to Cecil's request.

Before this, he just wanted to see clearly what the person who was about to rule all this was.

Now he seemed to see clearly that he was indeed not a glorious and great ruler, but he was a more suitable ruler.

"What do I do?"

Amber smiled: "We will take down the cathedral - take it with the civilians of Lu'an, and you will become symbols and representatives of the awakened people in the Church of the Holy Light."
Chapter completed!