Throne of the North.

Chapter 442 God or King
There is not much fun among the nobles of the Serra Kingdom. What happens to one noble can cause a long discussion in the entire noble circle.

The news that Archbishop Dawn appeared in the territory of Baron Mendes' family spread quickly, and everyone was guessing what the Vatican was trying to do.

Because the Three Days of Miracles concerned all the nobles, but after the Three Days of Miracles, the Holy See did not take any action. In particular, the nobles were all very clear about the dispute between the fanatics and Baron Ryan's army.

The Vatican did not fight back, which was inconsistent with the nobles' perception of the Vatican.

Archbishop Adriana's actions caused the nobles to discuss the matter again.

"I heard that Baron Ryan's army has escorted Carlos's caravan to the woodlands. How could the Church ignore the deaths of hundreds of believers?"

One noble was puzzled and said doubtfully:

"Could it be that the Church does not intend to go to war with the Empire in the northern lands?"

This speculation immediately made the nobles panic. They were too close to the empire. If the empire threatened them with their belief in light or dawn, it would be a helpless outcome, because the policy of the Church of Dawn might not exist in the land to the north.

"That's impossible. With the strength of the Holy See, it is completely possible to surround the empire from all directions."

"But the Holy See has lost more than once to the Empire. Even their Holy Son and their Cardinal died at the hands of the Empire."

“The Holy See is no longer the Holy See it was more than a hundred years ago.”

"Absolutely impossible. The kingdom is backed by the Holy See. Your Majesty has made a request to the Holy See. Even if the Holy See ignores those noble leaders, it must not give up the faith of the Kingdom of Serra."

One noble objected and was very nervous because he was deeply bound to the Vatican and had been loyal to it for many years.

But no matter how much they talked about it, the panic among the nobles was real.

"Opportunity, this is our chance!"

Bishop Nelson's eyes were shining, he saw his chance to turn things around.

"The Archbishop didn't care. She didn't even ask about the death of the believers. The people of the Empire killed the followers of Dawn, but she pretended not to see it. This is not the behavior of an Archbishop."

"Archbishop Adriana cannot take care of the lives and deaths of believers. Perhaps the great Lord has given her a higher oracle, but we, as bishops, have no choice but to do so!"

Bishop Nelson stood up, and many clergymen could not help but nod their heads in approval. The Archbishop's inaction had affected their power in the Serra Kingdom, and the nobles did not particularly respect them.

But they didn't dare to question Adriana, so they could only guess whether the other party had a higher mission.

"The Dawn faith of the Sera Kingdom shouldn't be like this!"

This time, Bishop Nelson did not go to the royal city to talk to the king, but communicated directly with the nobles. He needed their help.

"I will lead the priests of the Dawn and the monks of the Dawn Church to wage war against the Empire. For the lives of the 500 believers of the Lord, the Empire must not take them away on behalf of the great Lord of the Dawn without paying any price."

"They were meant to serve the Dawn, but were shamelessly killed by the Empire."

"This is the mission given to me by the Holy Mountain."

Nelson spoke righteously, saying that as a former archbishop, he still had some background, and the nobles did not doubt that he had received news from the Holy Mountain.

"Your Holiness the Pope will not give up the faith of this land. In fact, at an appropriate time, we will regain the faith of the Dawn on the land of the Andara Kingdom."

When the nobles tried to ask what the appropriate time was, Bishop Nelson also gave a vague answer, which was when the orcs disappeared.

At this point, some nobles completely believed Bishop Nelson's words.

The Holy See did not give up on them. This news gave great confidence to the nobles who were loyal to the Holy See. Following Bishop Nelson's contact, more than a dozen nobles planned to support Bishop Nelson's Holy See army with various materials and road supplies.

Nelson finally got smart for once. He used the power within the Vatican to win over the nobles, and then, in turn, used the support of the nobles to win over those clergy who had originally parted ways with him.

"Just as you can see, I, Bishop Nelson, the former Archbishop of the Andara Kingdom, still have a high prestige among the nobles. The nobles are more willing to support me. I can do what Archbishop Adriana cannot do."

"And I will eventually take revenge on the Empire. Five hundred of our followers died. This is the punishment from the Lord. If we cannot restore the glory of the Lord, our lives will be submerged in darkness."

"You can never go back to the Holy Mountain, and His Holiness the Pope will no longer grant you a group of knights and priests who can't even protect believers!"

“We need to prove our abilities to the Holy Mountain, for the glory of the Lord!”

Nelson said this to many Holy Light Knights, who kept echoing his voice.

"For the glory of the Lord!"

In fact, the essence of this matter is that the nobles need confidence, which Archbishop Adriana can give them. But now no one knows what Archbishop Adriana wants to do, so people are in panic. Nelson seized this opportunity, which was a keen opportunity he had seen as an archbishop.

At the same time, the people inside the Vatican were also confused, because Archbishop Adriana, the highest person in charge of the Dawn Church on the land of the Serra Kingdom and the undisputed leader, did not care about them at all. She did not tell them any plans or policies, so these people suddenly lost their goals and flew around like headless flies.

They also need a purpose, because they have their own interests. The division of interests within the Holy See requires merit, and this merit comes from faith in the Lord. Of course, at present, fighting against the empire is undoubtedly the greatest source of merit.

Under such circumstances, Bishop Nelson successfully assembled a group of forces belonging to the nobility and the Holy See, and selected strong believers from them to form the Dawn Army. For a time, the atmosphere in the Kingdom of Serra once again dropped to freezing point.

"What do they want to do? Start a war?"

In the palace, the angry Otto seemed to be trying to knock down the city wall in front of him with a hammer. The news of the large-scale military gathering in the distance naturally could not be hidden from him, the crown prince of the kingdom.

"The Holy See is going to start a war with the Empire without permission? Who gave them the power? This is the land of the Sera Kingdom."

"The power of the Church comes from Dawn. When it was in the Andara Kingdom, the Church's army was not restricted by the king. We cannot stop the Church's army from gathering."

Beside him, Roland also frowned.

"What about those nobles? They are followers of the royal family. They are loyal to the royal family, but they dare to send troops privately."

"They didn't send any troops. Strictly speaking, we are all believers of Dawn. If the Church requests supplies in the name of Dawn, we have no right to stop it. If the archbishop had proposed this, the kingdom would even need to help the Church with the supplies it needs."

"Damn the Church!"

Otto felt that his power was being restricted and couldn't help but curse.

Roland didn't pay attention to Otto's scolding. He was still a magician, and the attitude of magicians towards gods was not pious.

"What on earth does father think?"

"Father doesn't want to surrender to the Church, nor does he want to offend the Empire, so he can only 'meditate' all the time."

“I don’t know when it will end.”

Roland was helpless. As a magician, he knew clearly that meditating for such a long time was not reasonable, but the King of Sera just didn't show up.

The lack of a leader has led to a lot of chaos happening in the Kingdom of Sera.

……

"We need revenge!"

"The lives of believers cannot die in vain, they should serve the great Dawn!"

“And now, Dawn’s faith has been hindered!”

"For the glory of our Lord, we should make the cunning Imperials pay the price of destruction!"

Bishop Nelson stood on a tall chariot, which was made by dismantling the carriage of a horse-drawn carriage. Nelson, wearing a bishop's robe, was a very important figure to the common people and slaves at the bottom of society. They knelt before the snow-white holy light and prayed devoutly.

"The glory of the dawn cannot be desecrated!"

The army marched towards Ryan Manor. The road was densely packed with believers and soldiers of the Holy See, clamoring to give their lives for the Lord of Dawn.

Then, this army of more than three thousand people was stopped in the middle of the road by a gorgeous aristocratic carriage.

The knight attendants in front blocked the carriage, staring calmly at the clergy in front. The solemn armor gave them infinite terror.

Ryan walked out of the car and looked at the Vatican army in front of him, and even saw some nobles among them.

"What? Are you going to start a war with me?"

Ryan landed on the back of the warhorse Winter. He was not wearing mithril armor, but when he moved forward, he made the clergy retreat involuntarily. The Ryan in front of him was not an unknown nobleman. He killed the king of one of the six orc kings.

Such a record is extremely shocking and awe-inspiring to 99% of the people in this world. No matter what the truth is, the person who killed the orc king in front of them makes them feel terrified.

"Imperial Baron! Your army killed my Lord's followers. You must pay for this!"

Bishop Nelson shouted loudly, but he was not afraid. He was a bishop of the Holy See. In terms of status, he was above the baron and was equivalent to a viscount.

Logically speaking, Ryan should salute him, but the baron in front of him showed no courtesy at all.

"You want me to explain to you?"

Ryan looked at Nelson and sneered.

"Your followers attacked my army. Now, you are bringing your army to declare war on me. Do you still want me to give you an explanation?"

"Then you have to take it."

Ryan drew out his sword, and flames instantly rose up. The blazing flames burned the cold air, making the void hot.

"The whole army—"

"Array up!"

rub! ! !
All the knights drew their swords, and there were only three hundred servants who followed Ryan to the Kingdom of Sera, but they were the most elite and powerful group in the Frozen Territory.

"attack!"

The road was trampled by iron hooves, and it seemed a little dry after the Festival of Grace. In the moment when the dust was rumbling, three hundred knights rushed forward like thousands of troops.

The believers of the Church who stood in front of the war horses were torn apart in an instant, and then faced with these knights were the clergy of the Church. The Holy Light Knights were still okay, as they had a chance to react, but those missionaries who only mastered divine arts had no way out. They could not even release their divine arts in time before they were overwhelmed by the dark mass of knights.

The long swords tore open the missionaries' robes, and the holy light in the hands of the priests fell, but was stained red with blood the next moment. The knights' cold swords tore open all the defenses, killing these church officials with great ease.

Whether ordinary monks or clergy, all were slaughtered.

Ryan took the lead and knocked away several Holy Light Knights in front of him. His sword cut one man in half while the flames burned the body into ashes. As the ashes scattered to both sides, Bishop Nelson's horrified expression appeared in front of Ryan.

"Perhaps the end of death also needs the glory of the dawn, so please go there to preach."

As Ryan finished speaking, the legendary amber sword tore through all the divine defenses on Bishop Nelson's body and sank deep into his flesh and blood. As the sword was pulled back, blood splattered across the sky.

"It seems that you don't have a grasp of the real power within the Vatican."

Ryan still remembered that under the magic of Pastor Soto, everyone in the Vatican was like an immortal body, but now Bishop Nelson in front of him couldn't even save himself.

The flames turned into a giant dragon and flooded towards Nelson. When the flames faded, only a charred skeleton was left. The bishop was still a little powerful, and Ryan couldn't turn him into ashes.

"Who allowed the war you started!"

Ryan's roaring voice rang out above the battlefield, and on the battlefield, three hundred servants with at least the strength of Bronze Knights were still killing. Bishop Nelson did not possess any sacred power that made these believers fearless of death, so they would retreat.

They are fanatics, so it's not because of fear, but because they realize they can't win this war.

The bottom line is that these fanatics are only fanatics of Archbishop Adriana, and they do not absolutely obey the orders of these clergy and Bishop Nelson.

The Three Days of Miracles has been over for quite some time, and the fanatics will calm down.

A large number of believers in the rear retreated, and the believers in the front were still fighting desperately, but soon only one word was left.

There were constant shouts and pleas for mercy on the battlefield, but Ryan acted as if he didn't hear them.

His response naturally gave the knights and servants an answer, and the knights' swords fell one after another without the slightest hesitation.

The missionaries and priests never imagined that these knights were so cruel and ruthless.

The reason is of course simple. Most of Ryan's knights and attendants are not Norris, nor are they citizens of the empire. They come from another world. In the past world, there was no Church of the Dawn, nor was there a sect like the Church of the Dawn that served the sun, which formed a long period of cognitive suppression.

In their past, they had no position as the Lord of Dawn, so naturally they would not care about the clergy of the Dawn Church.

There is no such thing as being lenient.

This is Ryan's biggest advantage in the war against the Church of Dawn.

Trampling on corpses, Ryan's gorgeous magic carriage slowly drove towards the capital of the Kingdom of Sera. The bloodstains on the ruts made no one in the surrounding noble territories dare to say a word.

At sunset, Ryan arrived at the royal city. Due to time constraints, the construction here was no longer intense. Ryan also met with the leader of Valencia, Keld, as scheduled.

"Lord Ryan."

Caird saluted respectfully and was somewhat shocked by the killing on the road when Ryan arrived. The speed of news transmission was faster than the speed of Ryan's carriage, because Caird felt much more uneasy when he saw Ryan.

"It's a pity, Mr. Valencia. You could have obtained some of Baron Mendes' lands and become a noble again."

"But the emergence of the Holy See caused our plan to fail."

Ryan's words made Caird helpless, but Ryan's next words rekindled Caird's hope.

"But things are not hopeless yet. You have done what you had to do. For the sake of our friendship, I think I should help you."

"Let the honor of the Valencia family stand on this land again."

"Of course, there is a cost."

"Valencia doesn't care about the cost."

Caird said this, causing Ryan to nod.

"Well, tomorrow you and I will go to see His Majesty the King."

……

Early the next morning, Caird still didn't quite believe that Ryan could see the king.

Until the gate of the kingdom was cleared, Ryan had a pleasant conversation with the two princes, which alleviated Caird's suspicion a lot.

"Father is waiting for you, but this matter cannot be spread."

Otto glanced at Keld with a somewhat cold look.

The wandering nobles are a group of wild dogs lying on the ground begging for food, without courage or dignity.

However, what happened in Valencia changed Otto's mind a lot.

"You stay here."

Ryan went into the depths of the palace alone. The palace of the King of the Serra Kingdom might be different from any other king's palace. The moment Ryan stepped over the threshold of the palace, he seemed to fall from the sky, and the state of weightlessness almost made him unable to stand.

The inside of the palace was not too bright, and candles were floating in the air, which Ryan watched in amazement.

"His Majesty."

He saw King McReynolds.

The other party sealed himself in magic, meditating on the true meaning of the wind, and Ryan saw the dried-up divine bone potion beside him.

Roland's idea was wrong, King Sera, his father, the legendary Wind Emperor Magician, was really meditating.

But it’s different from ordinary meditation.

"I am trying to touch the will of the gods."

(End of this chapter)