Mongolia, this is the seat of the Stinian Theocracy, and it can also be called the "royal capital" of the Stinian Theocracy, at least in the eyes of other countries.

Its command is taken from a "happy" story. In the story, a prince named Mengge met the beautiful Princess Mary. It sounds like a beautiful fairy tale, but the ending of the story is different from the ending in the fairy tale.

It was different. The prince did not marry the princess, but they joined the church together and served God happily.

A story that those who are not believers will "not understand", but if you understand this story...then you will also be a Jiao Tu.

At this moment, this story is being played out in the square of Menggemary.

The believers in the audience responded with excited voices.

The most basic requirement for residents living in this city is that they must be devout believers and be able to serve God. In their eyes, it is as glorious as a knight serving the king.

Pope St. Menger looked at the enthusiastic believers and slowly walked to the front of the stage.

His expression was full of indifference, and this indifference was based on habit. He had become accustomed to the enthusiasm of religious believers, just like he had long forgotten his own name.

St. Menger, this is not his first name.

When he was still using his first name, he was an ordinary mage apprentice.

No one will show respect to him, not even the street management will shout at him.

He hated that name so much that he forgot it.

A new name means a new beginning...

He ushered in his splendid life in the Stian Theocracy with his eloquence.

The nobles liked his verbal promises, the rich liked his deception, the poor liked the hope he gave, and even the gods liked his flattering attitude.

His voice always has what others want.

"Everyone..." Menge said.

The square fell silent instantly, as neatly as if it had been rehearsed in advance.

Everyone remained silent, waiting for Pope Menger to speak.

"Evil Dragon Li'an... This is a name that is like a nightmare, covering up the brilliance and adding a haze."

Menge lowered his head, looking sad.

Even believers who are far away can feel the sadness in his voice.

Menger continued his narrative with some compassion and pain:

"The elite guards of Bana VIII, led by the 'Swift Lion' Abut Ted, fought against the evil dragon, but they still failed to resist it. The centuries-old Kingdom of Bana has fallen."

"Goblins invaded the territory of the Bana Kingdom. The civilians in the kingdom were in ragged clothes and their homes became strange. They had to fight the goblins with farming iron tools to survive. People cannot survive without taking up arms.

Go down. People such as the elderly, children and women who cannot hold weapons cannot survive. Women are defiled, children are used as food, and the elderly can only hide and cry or wait to die."

"More and more people are dying in battle, dying of illness, and starving to death. The Holy Knight who reported the news said that there are piles of corpses every few steps in the city. Even the horses cannot run freely. The once prosperous place has become a human world.

Hell has become a place where prayers cannot be reached, and the gods send condolences.”

"The evil dragon and his goblin men did not stop. They continued to advance, and more and more civilians suffered misery."

"I will never allow it!"

Menge looked at the believers in the audience and his voice was passionate.

But his words were full of appeal, and the quiet square gradually responded with "not allowed."

"This is a war, but now is not the time. We still need to prepare and wait to listen to the word of God."

The word of God is the will issued by the gods.

"Before the war, there was also good news. Bana IX brought the 'Swift Lion' and the surviving people to Menggemary. He would provide strength for the war and call on the remaining citizens of the Bana Kingdom to join the gods.

The embrace of Christianity. This great achievement is as praiseworthy as that of Prince Menge."

"Now, Bana IX will come here to give a talk."

Menger stopped talking.

Bana IX walked out from behind the stage, stood in front of the stage, and spoke nervously.

Abt, known as the "Swift Lion", is standing behind the stage at the moment...

He listened carefully to the prince's conversation... but couldn't help but frown. It was just a simple expression of honor, and there was no intention to take back the words... to lose ground.

When Prince Bana IX Bokra walked back to the stage, Abt couldn't help but asked: "Your Highness..."

"I am the king now... Commander Abt." Bokra reminded.

"His Royal Highness, when you were talking just now, why didn't you mention... the matter of recovering the lost land?" Abt said.

"I am the king, pay attention to your attitude!" Bokra shouted.

Abbott was silent.

After calming down for a while, Bokra continued: "How can I defeat that kind of monster... I have no plans to go back at all. I can't even solve the kingdom's sacred weapons. Going back is just to die. Abut, you

Just stay by my side to protect me. Although your attitude is not respectful enough, your strength is enough to earn my forgiveness."

Burke's attitude was full of arrogance.

As the king of a country, this is a normal attitude.

However, as a king who has fallen, this attitude has a big problem.

Abt felt deeply guilty for being unable to stop the evil dragon Liyan. He followed Prince Bokara to the Stine Theocracy with the purpose of regaining the lost territory and driving away the evil dragon.

But after His Royal Highness inherited the throne, he did not have any responsibilities as a king.

Abt couldn't help but feel disappointed, and his face couldn't help but darken, but he mentioned it again, "His Royal Highness..., I hope you will continue to think about it. The people of the Bana Kingdom are still suffering."

"That's enough, stop talking! I also want to see my new bedroom, and I don't have time to tell you this." Bokara interrupted.

"Sorry," Abbot said.

Bokara thought his words made Abt apologize and nodded with satisfaction.

But the next moment his face stiffened.

"I'll get out of here."

"You can't do this? You are the captain of the kingdom's guard, and you have the mission of protecting the royal family." Bokara looked a little panicked.

As the king of a fallen kingdom, the benefits Bokara can enjoy are limited.

The reason why the treatment this time was so preferential, that even the Pope personally received him, was precisely because of Abut's presence.

The kingdom's sacred artifacts and relics... these items all have one characteristic. The stronger the user, the greater the power given to the artifact.

Abt, who can fight against the saint with his physical body alone, definitely deserves such preferential treatment from Pope St. Menger.
Chapter completed!