"Pastor Fokense, swears with God and his priesthood, and has great things about my Lord, so I would like to see you."

For the pastor, the greatest oath is to point to God and his own priesthood. Once violated, it is immediately equivalent to a slight blasphemy. Although it is slight, the result is serious enough.

A pastor dared to do this, and Bishop Kanrongpa had to receive him. He thought for only a few seconds and said, "Let him go to the living room, and I will go immediately."

"Yes, Lord Bishop." The pastor responded.

The small living room was simple, and when Bishop Kanrongpa stepped forward, Fokansi quickly saluted.

"Pastor Fokense, I heard that you have something big about my Lord, so I want to tell me?" Bishop Kanrongpa said gently.

"My Lord is the true God, and his Word is spread on the earth." Pastor Fokense said devoutly.

Isn't this nonsense?

Bishop Kanrongpa frowned, but did not immediately attack.

"My Bishop, at noon yesterday, I received the news that the chamber of commerce that I was in the Earl of Gohata and his family were all killed." At this time, Pastor Fokense said

"Could this person be crazy to know the news?" Bishop Kanrongpa was thinking.

"I set off at noon, brought three people, rushed to the Earl's Corps of Gohata, and took my mother back."

"..." Bishop Kanrongpa was already thinking about how to punish this pastor who left the country without permission.

"When I was in the early morning of this year, I still prayed and received the magical arts." Pastor Fokense said at last.

"Yeah, I received the magic technique, it's normal...what? What did you say?" Bishop Kanrongpa reacted, opened his eyes wide, and said.

"I said, when I was in the early morning of this morning, I prayed and received the magical arts." Pastor Fokense said devoutly: "My Lord is the true God, and his Word is spread on the earth."

At the beginning, this sentence was nonsense, but now it is completely different.

Bishop Kanrongpa opened his eyes wide, his body trembling slightly. He stared at Pastor Fokense and said word by word: "Are you sure?"

"I swear to God!" Pastor Fokansi said in a stern manner.

"...So that's it, so it's like this, praise my Lord, praise my Lord!" Bishop Kanrongpa said incoherently, wandering in the living room.

After a moment, he finally calmed down and showed a strong joy: "You did a good job, and it was indeed my Lord's devout servant. But would you like to go to another territory again today?"

Of course, it is impossible to listen to such a big thing.

Although he didn't sleep for a day and a night, Pastor Fokense cheered up: "Yes!"

"I know you haven't had a rest for a long time, but it doesn't matter. Come and arrange ten carriages, and you can eat something first, and then sleep on the carriage first. When we set off, we will set off together."

"Yes, Lord Bishop!" No matter how pious he was, he felt that his eyes could not be opened. Pastor Fokense quickly responded.

When he went out, Bishop Kanrongpa truly showed an expression of ecstasy. He closed his eyes and prayed silently for a moment before shouting: "Come on, please invite Viscount Sarant, and immediately call the priest of the main temple."

"Yes, Lord Bishop!" He responded immediately.

The city is not big. After a moment, in the small living room, the shocked person was Viscount Sarant.

"What, can the power of my Lord cross the territory?"

"Yes, Pastor Ferconsi pointed at God and sweared that it should be trustworthy, but the matter is very important and I can't listen to one side. I want to take people to other territories overnight and try to see if this is the case."

"I understand, and I immediately dispatched the knights to follow me. There are three knights in the city, all of whom are trustworthy and trustworthy, and they are all devout believers of my Lord."

"I will bring five priests with me, and pray to God in other territories at dawn."

"I understand, I'll make arrangements immediately and wait for me for half an hour." Viscount Sarant suppressed his excitement and said.

what does that mean?

Originally, each god has his own territory. If he exceeds the territory, God cannot hear prayers or give divine art.

When attacking other territories, God is one thing, and more importantly, the priest who crosses the border can only bring the previous magical skills, and once they are used up, they cannot be supplemented.

This leads to the foggy world, with many separatist forces, and it is impossible to unify.

But if the Lord Romon is a true God and can not be subject to the limitations of the territory, then the priests who go to the mortal realm can receive divine magic at any time like the priests in other regions.

This means that there is a dawn of unity.
Chapter completed!