Both are November 11th.

Tulun Port is sunny and the temperature is even a little hot. There are flowers blooming inside and outside the city, and the various melons and fruits are growing very well in the season.

On the new pier No. 3 in Tulum Port, countless gorgeously decorated gentlemen, women, young masters and ladies gathered here. Each of them had bright smiles and made a golden oak seal, big or small, with pure gold.

In the air, two factories under the name of a seven-member committee family in Tulun Port were imitated. A ball airship of nearly two hundred feet in length was suspended in the air thousands of feet above the ground, connected to the ground through a wire rope as thick as a finger.

Between the two spherical airships, a thin steel wire hung. A huge white silk flag with a length of hundreds of feet wide fluttered in the wind. The middle of the white flag was depicted with gold powder, and a golden oak tree statue that was nearly five hundred feet high.

Below this golden oak statue is a line of equally golden. It is said that the "Holy Word" said when "Mu" was incarnated as a mortal and traveled to the Medland continent to preach to the mortals who were in the dark and ignorant era-

‘Those who are respectful will give you mercy; those who are unbeliever will give you destruction’!

On the side of the new Pier No. 3, opposite the gorgeously dressed big men were the church knights wearing white robes, light golden armor on the upper body, and holding silver poles and gold-headed twelve-foot long halberd spears.

These church knights were tall and handsome. They stood neatly in line, attracting the hot eyes of countless girls and young women on the dock.

Archbishop Loren stood in front of the line of the church knights with a gloomy face.

Many of the top figures in Tulun Port came up with a smile, wanting to get close to Archbishop Luo Lun, but when they saw his dark face, these people were disappointed and turned around and left with tactful sensibility.

The burly Langinus, carrying a giant sword on his back, stood behind Archbishop Loren with a gloomy face.

His eyes were melancholy, among the girls and women on the dock. He saw familiar faces, the owners of those beautiful and pretty faces, who had made the deepest confession to him alone or two or three or five people in the confession room of St. Heard Cathedral.

A wonderful confession ceremony!

Especially, every time Longinus completed the confession ceremony in sweat, these beautiful ladies and ladies would always generously donate a lot of donations to the cathedral.

According to the unspoken rules of the cathedral, 30% of those money will become Thrones' private savings.

Over the years, Longinus has accumulated millions of gold marks in private money... Although, as a devout clergy, Jinmark is of no use to him. But Longinus is quite happy to see the number of his secret account at the Royal Bank of Derren Empire increasing.

However, this wonderful day is about to end.

Archbishop Loren, who was regarded as his father by Longineus, was about to return to Dabou, from the Archbishop of the southern diocese of the Derren Empire, and promoted to the Chief Archbishop of the Derren Monastery.

Langhinust deliberately inquired about his confidant subordinates. What is the core institution that Dabou's monastery? It is a core institution that has a high reputation and a respected status in Dabouu, but basically no one wants to go to.

It is said that the highest secret of Daboku is guarded there.

It is said that the biggest secrets of the gods are hidden there.

It is said that the strongest combat power of Daboku is hidden there.

It is said...well, the underground of the monastery is now sealed with legendary evil spirits, demons, and even legendary gods... They live in the underground space of the monastery.

However, there is no confessional room in the monastery.

There is no luxury in the monastery.

On the contrary, the ascetics there can only enjoy three cups of spring water with a fixed quota every day, three pieces of black bread, and three slices of vegetable leaves... Only on the birthdays of Mu and Muteste can they enjoy a cup of goat milk that is so singular every year!

Longinus lowered his head dejectedly. He didn't want to go to Dabou, he didn't want to go to the monastery.

But everything cannot be saved...

On the new turret in the distance, the sound of salutes sounded. In the daytime, fireworks rushed to the sky and burst into dazzling light. On the two new turrets, etiquette soldiers in gorgeous clothes raised their trumpets and blew a cheerful welcome song.

The battleships of the Twelve Jiasica Island Squadrons were slowly sailing into the inland sea area of ​​Tulun Port in double rows.

Behind the Jiasica Island squadron are six gorgeous warships painted all over the body, shining brightly in the sun. These warships are all golden, and even the sails are woven with light golden silk thread. In the middle of the ship, huge golden oak statues are spelled out with gold foil.

Behind these six golden giant ships, more than a dozen escort ships from the Kingdom of Saint-Shia lowered the sails and slowly stepped up.

The bow mortars of these escort ships made a low roar, and they also paid tribute to the salutes on the two new turrets in Tulum Port.

On the bows of the six golden giant ships, a group of priests wearing blood-colored robes and cold-looking stern eyes slowly stepped out. They stood solemnly at the bow and chanted the prayers of the Golden Oak Church to praise the merits of "Mu".

The light golden divine light wandered on the blood-robed priests. Within several miles of distance, their voices roared like a tsunami, instantly swept across the entire dock area and then spread to the city of Tulun Port.

Soon, almost all the people of Tulun Port heard the praises of these blood-robed priests.

On the bell tower of St. Heard Cathedral, the priests pulled the carts, and the giant bell swayed left and right. The heavy bell hammer hit the giant bell, making a loud and loud sound, and it spread to the port area in a long and endless way.

A group of top figures from Tulum Port were at the front, Hessen, wearing a large dress, frowned at the six golden giant ships.

"Wow, it's really a personality. The blood-colored robe. This Lord Attila, just like the legend, seems to be difficult to deal with." Hesen pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his nose hard: "Oh, poor Archbishop Loren, what did he do wrong? Well, I actually like to deal with Archbishop Loren."

Duke Ross stood beside Hessen. Today she was wearing a black long dress and a black wide-brimmed hat, with black poppy-corn flowers on her hat.

She blocked half of her face with a folding fan and muttered in a low voice: "Who said no? Archbishop Loren is obedient and even a little pedantic and stupid. I also prefer to deal with him... His little bit of care, oh, oh, I'm starting to miss him now. The unlucky old guy, the chief archbishop of the convent?"

Sighing, Duke Ross said quietly: "God's punishment of Attila...or, to the Black Continent, the blood butcher Attila... This guy! It seems that Dabou is angry, so he sent this damn guy here."

Hessen glanced at Duke Ross quickly: "Where? Are you afraid of him?"

Duke Ross rolled his eyes at Hesen: "Oh, oh, yes, I'm afraid of him... I'm just a poor widow who has no choice but to rely on... And what about this priest? He is said to have cut off at least 50 million natives' heads in the Black Continent!"

"Mom!" Hesen cursed and sweared: "Turun Port is a good place for peace and peace!"

He and Duke Ross looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time...

This is about to take over Archbishop Loren and become the new archbishop of St. Heard Cathedral, Attila, who is archbishop in the southern suburbs of the Deren Empire. He is notorious on the Black Continent and is also notorious on the Medland Continent. He is the most notorious clergyman of the Golden Oak Church in nearly three hundred years.

He was sent to the Black Continent forty years ago to preach.

He started from a grassroots missionary priest, and used the heads of countless indigenous people in the Black Continent to form a shortcut to Zhongnan that was rising straight.

In forty years, the church knights he commanded slaughtered more than 50 million natives—the actual number may be only a few.

He made countless fearful natives of the Black Continent crawl under his butcher knife and became the most "pious" "new believer" of "Mu"!

He even used his butcher knife to crazily squeeze the indigenous peoples of the Black Continent, bringing billions of huge profits to the Oak Church every year.

He used only 30,000 church knights to control a slave legion composed of millions of indigenous peoples to establish a huge scale in the Black Continent, with a territory comparable to that of several "land of gods" in the Delun Empire.

He was born in the Dabokan Monastery, and with his perfect personal character, he perfectly upholds the church's precepts and perfectly fulfills all the harsh oaths he made in front of the statue of "Mu". So three years ago, he was named a "saint" by the current pope of the Golden Oak Church.

St. Attila, he came across the sea in a giant ship.

The golden giant ship was getting closer and closer. In the crowd, a senior inspector of the Supervision Department struggled to separate the crowd, came to Hesen and handed him a letter.

"Hisen, this is a letter from the Imperial Capital that Lord Viglar has just received. This letter is for you. Lord Viglar said that he is very happy that he can be accompanied by you and your family during his journey back to the Imperial Capital."

"What the hell?" Hesen glanced at the golden giant ship that was gradually coming, quickly opened the letter, and glanced at it quickly.

Then Hessen was frozen on the spot.

"What did he do, this bastard Joe?"

"I... was promoted to a marquis of the empire? Moreover, my reputation changed from 'Rong' to 'Feng'?"

"Hey, the Lower Lockson County, nearest to Tulum Port, has become the fief of the Vitu family? Will I be awarded the Royal Hydra Badge?"

"Uh...this, this...I'm going to the imperial capital to attend the court banquet to welcome the New Year, that is, my enthronement ceremony?"

"Damn, I really want to take the family and follow that guy Viglar to Fort Heidra?"

Hesen felt a heat all over his body, and he looked at Duke Ross for no reason.

The drums and roars sounded on the new pier of No. 3, and the huge military band played a grand welcome song. Teams of church knights walked slowly down from the golden giant ship.

Finally, amid the cheers of countless people on the pier and in the falling petal rain, a bald man wearing a blood robe, tall and thin, with a calm and peaceful expression, and elegant temperament slowly followed the gangway to the pier.
Chapter completed!