13 Mink Street

At this moment, Foden very much hoped that the next two high priests would look at each other and smile, and then said to himself:

"Is it so unintimidating, I'm just joking with you."

Because, if the high priest of the Order of God loses control or gets lost, it is really terrible.

Especially this one, his authority ranks at the absolute forefront in the history of the divine religion. He not only has a deep grasp of the Holy See, but also has the blessing of theocracy. Protaras is not as lofty as he is today.

However, the good development that Foden hoped for did not appear. The two high priests looked at each other, and it could be seen that there was a clear opposition. It was definitely not acting, let alone a joke.

Foden's heart sank immediately.

Oops, this is really bad...

As a direct subordinate, he had known for a long time that his boss had been working to suppress Tiranus's consciousness, and later developed to "kill a group of himself" every once in a while.

However, based on his trust and admiration for the boss, Foden always believed that the boss could solve this problem. As the whipkeeper, he had the duty to monitor the loss of faith in the church, but he never worried about it too much. There will be a problem, and I didn't make any arrangements for it in advance. Of course... I can't arrange it in front of this person.

Right now, the bloody reality is being torn apart at the most unexpected moment.

In the Garden of Life, there is still one week to face the cruelest and unknown battle of gods. Under his strong leadership, the Cult of Order has already embarked on the difficult road of confronting the returning gods;

But now, as the guide, he is so lost?

The two high priests confronted each other for a long time, and the high priest holding the book said to Foden, "The coffin you delivered in person last time will be brought back when the time comes. You should go and run again."

Didn't Karen be ordered to take over that coffin? You personally ordered Karen to take over it.

The secret mission team sent by Foden has already sent him information.

The high priest holding a cigar said, "Call Karen back and report on the situation in the Garden of Life."

Haven't you already listened to Karen's report through the communication formation?

So, was the high priest who gave orders to Karen earlier one of you, or another high priest?

Or, have you forgotten what you did before?

Foden stood up calmly and saluted: "Yes, High Priest, I'll do it right away."

After walking out of the teahouse, Foden looked back at the direction of the desk.

There, there is usually a high priest sitting there to handle educational affairs.

At this time, there was still a high priest sitting behind that desk, but he was holding his hands crossed, holding his chin up, and staring at himself who had just walked out of the teahouse.

If the two high priests in the teahouse just now had traces of the leader's shadow on their bodies, then at this moment, Foden felt a terrible strangeness.

He seemed to be smiling to himself, and Foden had never seen this kind of smile on the boss's face after following him for so long.

The murals on the walls of the Office Temple are mainly Tiranus. The real face of Tiranus is rarely seen in the murals. They are often avoided by deliberately blurring or choosing angles. But now, these murals seem to be alive. , Similar smiles appeared on their faces, joking and mocking Foden.

In an instant, a huge sense of despair hit like a tide, and Foden's figure shook slightly, and he almost fell to the ground.

However, after regaining consciousness, the mural returned to calm again, as if everything before was just his imagination, but Foden knew very well that it was definitely not an illusion just now!

Foden turned around and hurriedly walked outside the hall.

During the march, countless thoughts flickered in Foden's mind.

Can the boss adjust back soon?

And I... do I need to do something now?

Yes, even the most extreme thoughts appeared in Foden's mind, and the beads of sweat oozing from his forehead showed the anxiety in his heart at the moment: Do you want to control the high priest in advance?

This kind of outrageous idea never appeared in Foden's mind before.

He was loyal to Norton, but he was even more a devout follower of order. As the whipman of order, he really couldn't cover his eyes at this moment and act as if nothing had happened.

When he was about to walk out of the temple, Foden tried to comfort himself: it was not the worst yet. At least, although there were some problems with the current decree of the high priest, it was still within the scope of understanding. The high priest had not made any extraordinary decisions.

However, when he walked out of the temple and the light from outside came, Foden's heart darkened: If the high priest made an extraordinary decision, would it be too late no matter what he did to remedy it?

Walking down the steps, Foden saw Morbiton standing there.

If you want to take the most extreme control measures, even if you ignore the resistance of the high priest's own strength, how should you deal with this person and the guards under his command?

Foden felt that even if he told Morbitten about the matter of the high priest, Morbitten would not agree. His family was the captain of the hereditary high priest's guard, and he was not loyal to people but only to his position.

He has no reason to follow his own risk, which violates his creed.

And if Morbitten could not be forced to stand aside, with such an elite guard guarding the Office Temple at all times, where would he have the chance to control the High Priest?

Inform the temple and ask the elders of the temple to help?

Ah,

They are afraid that they will think that they are being ordered by the high priest again to dig a hole for them to jump.

A carriage drove up to the gate of the temple, and Cardinal Crede stepped down.

After seeing Foden coming down, he smiled at Foden.

In the past, they have long been used to the successive summons of such high priests.

But this time, Foden took the initiative to ask: "The high priest summoned you?"

Clyde responded inexplicably: "Yes, what's wrong with you?"

Apparently, the cardinal found out that the old man was abnormal, and he actually felt that he was flustered.

You know, among my group of people, Foden has always been known for being gloomy and cold.

"Nothing, you go in."

Foden waved his hand, staggered away from Crede, and got into his carriage.

In the carriage, Vigulin gave the blanket to the whipman, but this time the whipman grabbed the blanket and grabbed it in his arms before she could move.

Vigulin's eyes widened. She saw the whipman sitting on the seat, curled up, with his mouth open, as if he was too cold to restrain himself.

"Flogger, I'll arrange for a priest to come and give you..."

"Shut up."

Vigurine immediately shut her mouth, even lowered her head and closed her eyes.

The carriage drove out, and Foden looked at the office temple that was getting further away through the glass of the carriage. He had a premonition that things would soon develop in the direction of his worst prediction.

Back at the headquarters, Foden walked into his office. The moment the door closed, a gust of frost fell, and even the ice pond where Auggie was located was also frozen.

Foden sat on his chair, his eyes slightly empty.

Diss, who was once possessed by the God of Order, stepped on his head and Ogi, who had just recovered, did not dare to break through the ice layer and poke his head out to see what happened to his master, but just silently stood in the ice pool. Bubbles are quietly blown from the depths.

Foden didn't intend to follow the decree of the high priest, but he still activated the communication formation on his desk:

"Get in touch with Karen."

Soon, Vigulin replied through the communication formation: "Whipkeeper, Miss Dinah said that Minister Karen went to the Black Sea to investigate and is not here for the time being. I have told her to wait for Minister Karen to come back..."

"Snapped!"

Foden interrupted the communication.

After sitting quietly like this for a while, a black crow flew out from the independent teleportation formation in the office and landed on Foden's desk. Immediately afterwards, the second crow flew out in the same way and landed on Foden's desk. in a similar place.

Foden waved his hand, and the message from the two crows appeared:

Urgent report: Cardinal Crede has changed.

Urgent report: There is a change in the administrator of the restricted space Sisa.

The two crows quickly set themselves on fire, obliterating all traces.

"Ah……"

Foden smiled. There were Whip of Order's eyeliner beside Kreid and Sisa, and there was more than one of them.

Some eyeliners need to be hidden deeply, while others need to be explicitly revealed, which belong to mutual understanding.

And the one who just passed the information to him was a semi-public eyeliner, which meant that it wasn't that they really had any changes, but that at this moment, they used this method to inquire about their own attitude.

...

Contrary to Vin's cold climate, San Antis is always sunny and plentiful.

In front of an open-air coffee stall in Friendship Square, there are several chairs, and further away, there are pigeons in the square, making "cuckoo" calls from time to time.

Three people came here at the same time and sat down.

They are Foden, Clyde, and Sisa, but both Clyde and Sisa wear masks, not their own appearance, only Foden, although he is not wearing a god robe but a windbreaker, but retains With his true face.

Clyde raised his hand and said to the stall owner, "Three cups of coffee."

Foden corrected: "Two cups of coffee, and a glass of ice water."

Sisa asked with a smile: "Is this the location of the secret meeting you arranged?"

Foden took the ice water that was brought up first, took a sip, and replied: "Don't you just want to know which side I'm on, and I'm telling you with practical actions that we are on one side now."

Crede and Sisa glanced at each other, and then took off the masks on their faces, revealing their true faces.

After the stall owner and his wife brought the coffee, the two murmured something to the effect that "it must be because I have been too tired recently."

Indeed, as long as it is confirmed that Foden is on his side, then there is no need to worry about keeping secrets.

The three giants of the Cult of Kosmos could even sit in the square where people came and went, talking about the top secrets of the Cult.

As for what the specific "over there" refers to, it is actually very simple, it is the person who stood beside the high priest and trembled after noticing the abnormality of the high priest.

Xi Sa said: "There is a problem with the boss. He ordered me to unseal the [Silver Dust Finger Tiger] that was just sealed in the restricted space, and then send someone to the Garden of Life to hide and protect it secretly."

[Silver Dust Finger Tiger] is Ogurev's exclusive artifact, a melee weapon worn on his fingers. According to legend, in each finger ring, there are sealed melee weapons collected by Ogurev and other branch gods for him. The mark of the beast.

It's just that after this era, because this artifact has never been given the opportunity to use it, cracks gradually began to appear, and its effectiveness is not as good as before. In terms of practicality and constructivity, it is far inferior to [Scythe of War]. The artifact of the branch god of this religion has always been preserved as an offering.

Not long ago, after a group of branch gods headed by Ogurev collectively showed a change of return and rebellion, the high priest personally ordered to send the artifacts left by those branch gods to the deepest layer of the forbidden space for sealing. They return and summon their weapons to increase their strength.

But now, the high priest again ordered the artifact to be unsealed and specially sent to the Garden of Life. This was almost a voluntary delivery, for fear that Ogurev would not be able to get it when he returned.

Foden said, "I'm alright here, the high priest just issued inconsistent decrees."

Crede drank the colloquial coffee and didn't speak.

Xi Sa asked: "Is there really something wrong with the boss this time?"

Foden sighed: "The boss may have failed to suppress Tiranus."

"Heh, heh..." Xi Sa smiled, "Why didn't you fail earlier?"

After Foden and Crede heard this, they subconsciously looked at Sisa.

Xi Sa asked back: "Why, don't you think so?"

If they fail early, everyone can accept that they are loyal to the boss, but if the boss turns into Tyranus, to put it bluntly... the boss is still the boss.

Emotionally, it will be difficult to accept for a while, but rationally, you will eventually bow your head to admit it and obey. After all, the existence of Tiranus is not only a deterrent to the temple.

The sooner something goes wrong with the boss and the suppression fails, then everyone will be able to get used to it earlier, and then the policies and guidelines will be changed as they want, and everyone will cooperate and promote it together.

And in terms of difficulty, wouldn't it be easier for everyone to take a bath and put on brand new robes to welcome the return of their "adults"?

But right now, according to the request of the boss, everyone has made arrangements very early, and after rounds of struggles, they have finally seized power, mastered the gods, and unified the consensus, pushing the gods to the road to prevent the return of the gods ...In the end, everything has to be overturned again?

Foden sighed: "Now, I can only pray that the boss can come to his senses as soon as possible. It's just that if we send the [Silver Dust Knuckles] over, I can still understand it for the time being. It may be Tiranus' consciousness. I need to give my former companion a little respect and decency..."

Xi Sa asked back: "Foden, can you believe what you are saying now?"

Foden shrugged: "I'm trying to make it up. Could it be that we are now discussing how to confine the leader so that he cannot exert influence on the Religion?"

Crede said, "I think it's time to consider."

Foden and Sisa set their eyes on Crede together, and Crede pursed his lips,

said:

"The High Priest ordered me to withdraw two of the three knight orders placed in the Garden of Life."

Silence, silence, silence...

It was the silence that Krede broke, but his next words created a longer silence:

"The high priest also ordered me to stop building fortifications in other return point areas."

In the face of the catastrophe of the return of the gods, the Cult of Order has a huge advantage, that is, they can see in advance where the first batch of returning gods will return in batches, and they can prepare in advance. When weak, attack.

Now, the high priest ordered to abandon this kind of preliminary preparation.

Foden drank the ice water in the glass and said with emotion: "I can't imagine, this is true."

Crede nodded.

Xi Sa said, "We can recognize each other, can't we?"

Before Foden and Crede could answer, Sisa slapped the table by himself:

"But I really can't recognize it."

The development of a political group is often inseparable from the guidance of the standard bearer, but it will inevitably have its own inertia.

Along the way, Norton has always been very strict in building and reviewing his own circle. Even after becoming a high priest, this repeated purification has not stopped, and it has also endowed them with extremely high beliefs that go beyond the supply and demand of ordinary interests.

Therefore, even if Norton wanted to turn around at this time, the political group he created would coerce him.

The three people here are very clear that if Norton falls, the current status of the three of them will also be banned, but they are really not considering their own vested interests.

This is also the reason why Karen is willing to join this system. Norton is the high priest he recognizes, including Foden and others around the high priest, and Karen also recognizes it.

Clyde said:

"Now, in three steps;

In the first step, we should not follow the series of decrees issued by the boss just now, but procrastinate first.

In the second step, Foden, you are in charge of continuing to recruit and echo other people who perceive the change in the boss.

third step……"

When it came to the third step, Krede stopped, because the first two steps were just passive delay and defense, so the third step must involve the solution of the problem.

But at this critical juncture, any solution may create even more terrible negative effects.

Crede pursed his lips. He has done this action several times today, which means that there is one thing that has been repeatedly weighed in his heart:

"Either don't do it, if you want to do it...you must do it thoroughly, never allow failure, you must make a decision!

I, go and contact Daan in person. "

Is it the cardinal who is in charge of war affairs, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, is he planning to mutiny as soon as he comes up?

Indeed, no matter how many intrigues and tricks, no matter how subtle the decision-making and deployment, it is not safer to bring the Knights into the Holy See to control the High Priest.

Sisa: "Kreid, you are crazy! Even if you can win Daan over, even if Daan can bring those knights into the Holy See, do you believe that as long as the boss stands there, those knights may turn against you? Doing so will likely trigger a civil war in the church!"

Clyde asked, "Do you have a better way?"

Foden stretched out his finger, tapped the table lightly, and said, "I can find a better way."

"Where?"

"Mink Street."

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The recent plot is a bit weak, because a few days ago I was thinking about how to prepare and present the next big node plot. Now that I have thought about it, the next update will be smoother.

It’s the final volume, and I hope I can give you a satisfactory ending. I’ll continue to ask for a monthly ticket here. Let’s finish it well together, so that this book will be at the top of the monthly ticket list. Hug everyone!