When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 507 The name of the alliance is——

After the dinner, there was a day's rest before the trilateral talks officially began.

The hall of the former Jeanne d'Arc Church was filled with diplomatic missions from various parties and monks of the Salvation Army.

Under the pillared hall, people sat on the benches wearing indigo-dyed cloth, brocade, tattered linen, or even naked with wool covering their bodies.

As the host of the meeting, Madeleine announced the resolutions one by one.

Most of the time, everyone's unanimous agreement was reached within three to five minutes. After all, the day after the dinner was reserved for Horn, Ludwig and Lulos to communicate.

Then the dome echoed again and again:

"Sugar and oil trade agreement." "Passed!"

"Open border agreement." "Agree!"

After solving the most important problems, what remains are the details, such as flags, names, and titles.

In order to give those present a sense of participation, the Salvation Army directly collected names from everyone present.

"First, we must highlight the nature of our alliance. Second, we are the orthodox state religion and must be holy, just and bright. Third, we must show our determination to resist the church." Horn shouted to the enthusiastic crowd.

"It would be best if it could also have the effect of promoting our strength." Madeleine added as the Minister of Truth.

Before Madelan finished speaking, Rudilo raised his hand high: "Invincible Holy Warrior Alliance."

Madeleine ignored him and asked the others, "Who will be the first? Who wants to be the first?"

"Why make it so complicated? Just call the Anti-Church League." An impatient monk shouted.

"We gather together because we are against the church. Why don't we just be blunt and call ourselves the Damn Church Alliance?" Geoffrey, a secret wizard from the Joan Party, stood up first and proposed.

This idea obviously did not gain the support of most people, and people began to complain.

"Too vulgar..."

"It doesn't highlight that we are the orthodox state religion."

"Yes, there should at least be a sacred symbol, right?"

"Then, your fucking church alliance?" Jeffrey thoughtfully added the sacred symbol "豮" to the name of the organization.

"No, this will cause punctuation problems." Immediately, Monk Brago stood up to object, "Who is being bullied, the church or the church's allies? Isn't that just bullying ourselves?"

"Then what do you think?" Geoffrey asked dissatisfiedly.

"We made the Joan of Arc-Long Causeway Agreement here. We should call it the Entente." The monk Blago raised his head and said.

Horn almost stood up from his chair in protest.

Fortunately, a priest from the Savior Army immediately countered: "The Entente already exists. It's the name of an alliance of beastman kingdoms."

"Duplicate name? Hiss, what a pity." The Blago monk said in astonishment, then blinked his eyes, bit his fingers helplessly and sat down again.

Horn secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they did not choose this name, which was too unlucky.

"I have a suggestion." At this time, Busak suddenly stood up, "Look, we are all gathered together because of the rebellion against the church. Shelley City, Holy Equipment Court and Long Dike City are an arc on the map.

In that case, how about we just call it the Arc of Sacred Resistance? What do you think?"

Arc of Divine Defiance?

Horn touched his chin. It sounded like a good name, but he felt like he had heard it somewhere.

"This name sounds good, what do you think?" Horn turned his head and said to Lulos who was yawning out of boredom.

"I think it's a waste of time. Why don't you just say one and everyone follows it?" Lulos blew out a smoke ring from her mouth.

She loves smoking not just because of the addiction, but also because it helps to soothe her nerves and brain.

After all, as a witch gets older, the pressure of magic power on her body will become heavier and heavier.

In fact, the lifespan of witches has not yet been discovered, because before natural death, when they find that they are crazy and cannot be controlled, they will take the initiative to end their lives.

Or go to the church and cause a scene.

"Only when you come up with a name that you agree with can you feel a sense of identity." Horn knew that Lulos was a one-man show and didn't talk much.

"Arc of Resistance is a great name."

"It's much better than the previous two anyway."

Many monks off the field were praising the performance.

"I don't think so. We only have three parties now, so it can still be an arc. But if more people join in the future, won't it become a wavy line?" Jeshka suddenly stood up and retorted.

Ever since Busak stopped Jeshka from receiving the medal, the two have been at odds with each other, always picking on each other and making trouble.

"It's just a tentative name. We'll come up with something else later." Busak sneered.

"Humph, who said there were three parties?" A sarcastic voice came from the side, causing Bullo to cross his legs. "There are only the Secret Party and the Savior Army. Just call it the Holy Straight Line."

The venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone focused their attention on the fat monk who was speaking. "Let Buluo go!" Ludvik suddenly stood up, trotted over to him from the stage, lifted his arm, and lifted him up.

"Let me go, Ludvik, do you still consider me your friend?" Jean Buluo spit out saliva, but Ludvik ignored him and dragged Jean Buluo out of the venue.

The meeting place suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes shifted back and forth between Horn and Ludwig.

"It's okay, it's just a technical adjustment, you guys continue your discussion." Horn stood up calmly and pretended to go to the bathroom.

But they went around from the small halls on both sides of the Holy Hall to the small garden outside, and Ludwik had just stuffed Jean Blo into the carriage and sent him away.

Ludwig turned around and saw Horn walking out from behind the flower bed.

"Sir, I am so sorry..."

"You want to break the agreement?"

"No, no, no, it's just an extra step." Ludvik looked at the bright sunshine and said, "Sir, can you walk with me for a while?"

"Of course." Horn made a gesture of invitation and walked in the small garden on the green grass.

The two of them strolled in the garden where bees were flying. Ludvik was silent for a while before he began to explain: "The Blago Monastery is not a monastery, but a gathering of religious orders..."

The Blago Monastery is a collection of monasteries in the entire Cassia County, which includes thirty-three monasteries distributed in all four townships of Cassia County.

According to the system left by Juanno, one or two respected monks were selected from monasteries in various places based on the village.

Any monastic representative or cathedral monk, the monk who holds the main holy office at the monastery of Blago, can call a vote to decide whether a resolution should be passed by voting.

Now, as a cathedral monk and the second-in-command of the monastery, Jean Bruyère can certainly exercise this right.

With Ludwig's prestige, he could easily convince most of the abbots, but Jean Bülow was obviously inferior in popularity and prestige.

"Then why did he do this?" Horn still couldn't figure it out, "Isn't this just a waste of effort?"

Ludwick couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Janbulo was originally opposed to our union. He believed that the people of Kasha County still wanted to do business with the church."

"Oh, I see. He thinks that resistance is just to show an attitude, a strike, or a church, or represents orthodoxy?" Horn almost guessed Jean Blo's attitude.

"That's about it." Ludwick rubbed his temple with his thick fingers, "We originally agreed that no matter what decision we make, we will work with him, even if he disagrees.

But I was too impatient before and reached an agreement with you without going through him. I originally wanted to hide it from him and wait until the raw rice crackers were cooked into hot porridge.

But I don’t know who leaked the news to him, and he confronted me face to face. I had no choice but to tell him everything. He accused me of breaking the agreement, and we ended up parting on bad terms.”

Someone leaked the news within these two days?

Horn's eyelids lifted and his eyebrows twitched for a moment, but then quickly returned to normal.

Ludvik, who was standing opposite him, suddenly felt his hair stand on end, as if the short young man in front of him had just turned into a man-eating tiger.

Looking up, Horn's smiling face showed a bit of suspicion: "Your prestige is not as high as his?"

"I was the one who broke my oath first. He is right." Ludvik leaned weakly against the carved stone pillar. "We have been together since we were in our twenties. What does my prestige mean to him?"

This caused more trouble. It was delayed like this, and another half a year had passed.

Horn couldn't help but think that he might as well be assassinated.

However, this old monk was, after all, a senior member of Juanno’s army. Being killed in his own territory was definitely a major blow to the credibility of the Savior Army.

This was apparent even though he was clearly against the Savior Army.

"Can you persuade him?"

"He is both pedantic and stubborn. He and Juanno always quarrel and lose their temper. He is angry now and it is impossible to persuade him."

Ludwik bowed to Horn sincerely, which startled Horn.

"This is indeed my mistake. You can get any compensation you want."

What else can Horn say now that things have come to this? "Okay, then you guys sign the most basic ones first, such as opening the borders, and then join the alliance as an observer."

After discussing the aftermath, Ludwig and Horn returned together.

As soon as he sat down, Madeleine next to him smiled and told Horn the good news:

"Your Majesty, during your absence, we have already chosen a good name that is both meaningful and catchy."

"Oh, what's a meaningful name?" Sitting down at the long table again, Horn asked around with a smile.

The name was obviously approved by everyone and no one objected.

Busak cleared his throat and stood up: "Master Kelben of the Dragon Language Scholars Association said that if the trajectory of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west is taken as the horizontal axis, then Long Dike City and the Holy Machinery Court are almost on a vertical axis perpendicular to the horizontal axis.

We believe that this is not an ordinary straight line, but a straight line that can extend and expand outward.

It is the eye of the storm, the gathering place of all those who rebel against the Church, or the axis of the sphere.

Therefore, we all agree to call it the Sacred Axis!"

(End of this chapter)