Chapter 1616: Is the Dragon Clan a Dragon Act, or Is It an Alliance with Magicians?

On the vast expanse of blue waves, colorful birds spread their wings, circled and whined, and kept cursing.

In the city of Nevis, the spies installed by the Glorious Holy See raised their heads, stared at the clouds in stunned silence, and swallowed back the curse words.

Dragon, dragon!

Two giant dragons!

Spreading his wings, he flew out from the side of Igor Peak, flew in a circle around the peak, and then plunged back into the heart of the mountain.

A huge white dragon with a pure white body and a golden metallic dragon sometimes held each other head to tail, and sometimes they caught up and flew side by side. Moreover, there was no fight...

No fight!

This is so abnormal!

Isn’t it said that dragons are all violent, ferocious, and stingy beasts?

Doesn't it mean that the Dragon Clan attaches great importance to its territory, and anyone who is not allowed to enter will be immediately regarded as an enemy and expelled?

Doesn't it mean that dragons of different races cannot live together, otherwise they will start fighting immediately? Even dragons of the same race are likely to fight?

Why do they come to Nevis? Live at Igor Peak?

Why didn't they fight each other or the magicians of Nevis?

Could it be that these dragons have formed an alliance with the Magic Council?

The spy shivered and silently retreated into the crowd. On the street, there are officials responsible for municipal administration beating gongs and drums, and publicizing along the street:

"Don't panic, don't panic!"

"These two giant dragons are here to cooperate with our magicians' research and will not harass ordinary residents!"

"Everyone should do whatever they want, as long as they don't watch closely and don't get close to their dragon nest - of course you can't get close - it won't trigger their attack!"

It seems that it was really agreed upon by both parties. With a tightness in his chest, the spy climbed onto the carriage parked aside and shook the reins. With a soft shout, the passenger carriage started running with a clatter:

This information must be spread out quickly!

Let the Glory Holy City know that the magicians have dragons! Suspected to be in alliance with the Dragon Clan!

Those who want to fight, those who want to start a war, quickly change the direction, that is the Dragon Clan!

...Oh, there is no longer the Holy City of Glory...

The Holy City of Glory is indeed gone. The pope, the paladins, the ascetic monks, the chief inquisitor, the legends who escaped from the Glory Holy City and the legends who came from all directions, tried and studied repeatedly, and finally confirmed one thing:

The Glory Holy City has become a cursed city.

In other words, after summoning divine grace and dying together with the demons suppressed under the Holy City, this city is no longer suitable for mortals to live in.

God’s grace is so great that it is a city in the sky that descends to the earth. Except for a few favored ones who are specially favored by the Lord of Glory, the rest of the people are not allowed to live for a long time, or even set foot in the vicinity of the Holy City.

How can the glory of God be allowed to be peeked at by mortals at will?

...whatever you say. In short, except for those who have returned to heaven, the millions of residents of the Glory Holy City, from the most noble pope to the lowest poor, have to find another place to live.

For the poor, this is an arduous journey. They left their houses, their property, and even their family members who were seriously ill, seriously injured, and dying. Under the guidance of the clergy, they endured hunger, braved wind and rain, and moved forward step by step.

Where to go?

have no idea.

How long will it take?

have no idea.

What will you do for a living after you reach your destination?

do not know either.

The clergy who led them would only recite scriptures over and over again:

“Then the apostle of the Lord struck the rock with his staff, and water came out of the rock so that the people could drink.”

"There were small round things on the ground like hoar frost, white in color and tasting like wafers mixed with honey. The apostle of the Lord said to the people, This is the food the Lord has given you."

“The Lord led their way in a pillar of cloud by day, and gave them light by night in a pillar of fire, so that they could walk day and night…”

Well, no matter what, when they followed the clergy, they had food to eat and water to drink. If you are sick or in pain, someone will treat you.

No matter whether there will be a more severe relapse in a few days after treatment, in short, someone was treated at that time...

The clergy, especially high-ranking clergy, the pope and legends, actually bear greater pressure.

A city with a size of one million - well, 200,000 people have died so far - has to be relocated, and every day when you open your eyes, you have to eat and drink, walk a few steps, and have to defecate and defecate.

Where to go?

How much land can accommodate them?

It has to be a whole piece of land, a whole piece of idle land, and it cannot be land that has been occupied by others.

All around the Glory Holy City are the territories of high-ranking priests and high-ranking nobles. They are so densely occupied, where can one find a piece of land?

There is also land that cannot be farmed by tenants and can be given to new people...

The Pope was so worried, so worried that his head turned gray with worry. No one has shared this sorrow yet!

The legends who came back urgently, such as [Unsullied Walker] Sigifrey, and [Hand of Mercy] Sister Marietta, are all noble in character and live an honest and simple life.

The ascetics, healers, and nuns under their command only need such a small area, where they eat one liter of food a day and sleep on seven feet of ground at night.

It is simply impossible for them to mediate, exert pressure, or even blackmail to steal land from nearby clergy and nobles!

There is no demand at all!

The pope can only work hard with his own direct staff. After promising, communicating, and mediating, after spending countless efforts, we finally managed to find a piece of flat land to settle the poor people by the nearby Lake San Brano——

The price was that Archbishop Mardin, one of the seven electors of the Rhine Kingdom, was defaulted to be the next pope.

The Archbishop of Mardin is highly respected. The inheritance of this position comes from the Grand Chancellor of the Holy Empire. He is also the Pope's agent north of the Holy Mountain. He is the only cleric other than the Pope who can be called the "Holy See."

The only weakness is that the Archdiocese of Mardin occupies a prosperous and prosperous territory, but it is not large and its population is not too large.

Because of this weakness, the Pope was able to check and balance Archbishop Mardin, keeping him firmly in his own diocese and unable to reach out to the headquarters of the Glory Holy City.

But this time, the Pope could only make concessions to let the Glory Holy City breathe a sigh of relief. In addition to civilians who need to be resettled, there are also a large number of clergy who need to be resettled, and a large number of churches that need to be rebuilt——

Although the scriptures say that to house the Holy Ark, you only need to weave a tent with wool and fine linen threads, and then draw a courtyard to accommodate the tent and curtains. However, if you are used to the majestic cathedral, you cannot go back to the earth altar, tents and curtains. The world of curtain!

The believers' faith will be shaken!

The confidence and honor of the clergy will also be shaken!

The power of faith will have nowhere to accumulate and nowhere to put it... In short, the supreme and glorious Holy See must be matched by the supreme church!

To have a church, to have a house, to have a city, you need a lot of resources. Even if he bows to other dioceses, he must slow down his tone.

As for whether the central power of the Glory Holy See will be permanently sidelined or whether it can be regained again after this breath of relief, it is hard to say.

The Pope's original idea was to find a soft persimmon to squeeze, integrate the power of the Glorious Holy See, and eliminate dissidents. Among them, the Kingdom of Kent, or the Magic Parliament of Nevis, is one of the weak candidates.

As for whether this persimmon is soft, whether it can be pinched, and whether to pick individual persimmons, it still awaits further exploration of information and the decision of the legends.

And now, just when the weak persimmon was about to be selected, an urgent piece of information came from Nevis:

"dragon?"

"Dragon clan?"

"Two giant dragons?"

"Apparently appeared in Nevis without attacking the citizens. After circling, he entered the heart of Mount Igor?"

"Moreover, they are two giant dragons of different races..."

The legends of the Holy See spread the latest news. White and bronze dragons, or brass dragons? They are not mortal enemies, and they will fight to the death when they meet, but they are not close enough that they can fly together casually.

Moreover, since they were able to enter the heart of Igor Peak, it can only be said that they should have reached some kind of agreement with the magicians.

"What level of dragon is it?" Ebi Lucio, the [Pale Sword] who has taken over the Holy Knights, asked in a deep voice. After years of fighting and traveling outside for many years, he still knows the Dragon Clan quite well:

"Adult dragon? Mature dragon? Or... legendary dragon?"

"I don't know... the spy who sent the news is relatively low-level. He only saw it on the street. He doesn't have the ability to judge the age and ability of the dragon..."

The chief referee twisted the message note in his hand and frowned slightly:

"Or do we need to use higher-level spies to find out the details?"

"There is no need for a higher level. He can measure the size, right? Body length, tail length. With a rough estimate, you can know which level of dragon it is." Abby Lucio said without thinking:

"Measuring the size of giant beasts from a distance, I remember the Holy Knights taught... If the spies don't understand? If you don't understand, just send a message to him, let him learn it, and then pass the message over."

If it's just an adult dragon, then there's reason to suspect that it's just an individual, no, individual dragon's behavior. Whether it's being hired, repaying a favor, forming a private alliance with a human, or even coming to visit, the reasons are endless.

A few years ago, wasn't the blasphemer named [Lord of Plague] also accompanied by a young silver dragon?

Further back, didn't a golden dragon visit the capital of the Kingdom of Kent and then accompany the blasphemer named [Lord of Thunder] to Nevis?

"So, if it is a legendary dragon, we can judge that the Dragon Clan and the Magic Council have formed an alliance?" The Pope stroked his beard, but his eyebrows still did not open.

"No... It should be said that if it is an adult dragon, or a mature dragon, even if we attack it, we should be able to hold back... As long as we can hold back, the dragon clan should have no reason to intervene in a big way..."