The Lord of the Rings: Lords of Middle-earth.

Chapter 784 Let me purify these lost lambs!

"Yes, if the battle begins, I will need you to provide aura and healing support to the soldiers!" Roland looked at Charlie Pross and nodded.

"It's my honor, but as the Dragon God's messenger walking on earth, I prefer to use my light to influence these lost lambs! Give them fatherly warmth!" Charlie Pross said humbly.

  "Those orcs have forgotten the fear of being dominated by the Empire. It's time to remind them of their former identities!" Charlie Pros smiled kindly, but Roland couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. Your Excellency, the great bishop of the Dragon God Temple, what you call kindness is to capture those orcs as slaves? Make them work day and night? And give them "100 consecutive draws" every day when they log in?

The Great Wall in the North was built for the Empire by the Orcs using their own corpses. Under each long stone there is the soul of an Orc. The number of Orcs who died under the whip of the Empire was no less than those who died in battle. Even after the death of those Orcs, the Empire still incinerated and composted them according to the principle of waste utilization, thus purifying these lost "lambs" from the inside out and from birth to death.

"..." Roland pursed his lips, not knowing how to respond. After all, the purification of Priest Charlie Pros was too hardcore. It was not that Charlie Pros's suggestion was bad, but the kingdom was currently unable to give those orcs a happy life of "one hundred consecutive draws" every day. Both population and land restricted the development of the kingdom. Otherwise, how could Roland be willing to slaughter all these excellent "big animals"?

"Well, Mr. Charles Pross, what you said is very good, but practically speaking, we do not have the conditions to let those lost lambs return home." Adolf Heinrich, who had been listening for a long time, finally spoke.

"Yes, those bastards are just a waste of food and a burden for us right now!" Duke Joltea nodded. He ordered Vladivostok to check the current material and personnel preparation situation in the city of Lagrang, and found that the kingdom was thankful to be able to fight the current battle well.

"Alas, we can only pity those lost lambs. Since they cannot feel the fatherly warmth of the empire, I can only purify these lost lambs! Hope their souls can go to the Dragon God to rest in peace?!" Charlie Pross shook his head at everyone with regret and sorrow on his face, with a look of compassion in his eyes. With the halo behind him, those who didn't know would think he was an angel who came to the world!

"Uh..." Charlie Pross's sudden move broke Roland's waist, leaving him speechless for a moment.

  Wow! Roland couldn't help but glance at Charlie Pross. Could this guy be the legendary Empire Fill-in-the-Blank Question Perfect Score Player?

Q: What should I do if there is a missing gap in the Great Wall in the North?

Answer: Push an orc slave down and pour ice water on him to make ice bricks!

Thanks to the benevolent fathers of the empire, if it weren't for them, how could the empire's northern Great Wall be built! Otherwise, it is said that the charlatans are the most ruthless to pagans! Those charlatans are the ruthless people who can tear these orcs' bones, skin them, and compost the remaining residue with a smile!

"May I ask what your major was?" Darien Nightblade swallowed and asked weakly.

"Bang!" Charlie Pross placed the half-human-high mithril armor-piercing hammer and the Dragon God Holy Book with a thick gold border as thick as a human head on the table with a smile.

"I am just a humble person, a priest majoring in discipline!" Charlie Pross smiled brightly, but everyone's heart was cold.

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"Damn it! Where did this charlatan come from?" Adolf Heinrich lamented, covering his forehead with his hands in pain.

"No way!" Roland pretended to be surprised and puzzled.

"Dragon God! The kingdom will be lively from now on!" Darien Nightblade made a dragon god symbol on his chest.

"God said that there are lost lambs calling him here? I just heard someone praying to the Dragon God? Do you need me to hold a mass?" Charlie Pross, who had already left, suddenly poked out half of his head and asked curiously.

"No, no, no!" "No! You heard it wrong! Your Excellency the Priest!"

Everyone immediately stood up and shook their heads, indicating that Charlie Pross had heard it wrong. This made Charlie Pross confused. He clearly heard someone calling the Dragon God just now?

"In that case, I'll go down first!" Charlie Pross bowed to everyone and prepared to leave.

"By the way! Your Majesty! King Roland, the incarnation of the Dragon God in the world. I heard that there is no archbishop in the Dragon God Temple in the kingdom now, right? If not, I would like to give it a try. I am willing to spend my entire life teaching the lost lambs and make them believe in the Dragon God!" Charlie Pross nodded to Roland and left respectfully.

"...No! Your Highness, don't do that!" Darien Nightblade had a bitter face and was terrified.

  "I think we can discuss it again... discuss it again..." Adolf Heinrich wiped the sweat off his forehead and forced a smile. The mages who pursued the truth did not get along well with the charlatans. Adolf Heinrich himself could barely accept a priest who believed in the Dragon God chanting for him every day, but Yun Feng... my Dragon God! He was a wise man who pursued knowledge and truth! He was born to be at odds with the charlatans!

Originally, there was no such thing in the kingdom, because although Ivy, the leader of Roland's priests, believed in the Dragon God, she could not be classified as a charlatan. But Charlie Pross was different! He was too deeply poisoned! Adolf Heinrich was afraid that Yun Feng would fight him...

"Um... um... well... how should I put it, Charlie Pross is really loyal to the Empire's beliefs! Haha!" Duke Joltea laughed awkwardly and tried to ease the atmosphere.

"Indeed, I think we can discuss it again! Let's discuss it again!" Roland nodded hurriedly. The charlatans are not scary, but the charlatans who can fight are scary! The charlatans who can split heads with their strong hands are more scary! Do you think the holy book is for reading? The heavy holy book with a gold border is sometimes more efficient than blunt weapons in breaking armor! It does more damage!

"Your Highness (Your Majesty) is wise!" a group of people praised hurriedly.

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"What's going on? Why is the atmosphere so heavy?" After returning from patrol, Kaslo couldn't help but ask when he saw everyone with bitter and frowning faces.

"Your Highness! I can't stand it anymore!" Before anyone could say anything, the door was kicked open by Omsk.

"I'm crazy! Does that charlatan have nothing to do? If he has nothing to do, you can send him out to find trouble with the orcs and bring glory to the Dragon God to the orcs! Instead of the Knights who are harming the kingdom!" Omsk's mouth is more fluent than ever, and his thoughts are clearer than ever! The anger in his eyes is enough to ignite the Ringwraiths! It can be seen that the child is really exploded...

"Um...what happened?" Kaslo took a few steps away from Omsk with some fear, looking at Omsk with some horror, not understanding what had caused his temperament to change so drastically in just half a day.

"That charlatan! I've had enough of charlatans! I believe in the Dragon God and grew up in the glory of the empire! But I'm not sold to the Dragon God! Damn it! Does that bastard want to train a sixth-level fanatic?" Omsk said angrily.

"Is it possible that he is..." Darien Nightblade said weakly.

"Fuck! It's so unlucky!" Omsk's face froze, and then he spat in unlucky mood.