Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 162 Wadracho's Meeting Gift
A busy day has begun again.

Feng Xiuhu is going to the cathedral to meet Vadracho today.

He was quite looking forward to it because Vadlajo had prepared a gift for him.

Vadracho said he wanted to accept him as his student, regardless of whether he was sincere or not. Feng Xiuhu felt that he couldn't go empty-handed.

So before going out, Feng Xiuhu pulled down two dried fish hanging under the eaves of Shunzixiang's house.

A specialty of Dicheng.

The dried fish was hung by Shunzi, who had loved it since he was a child. He originally wanted to hang a few mice on it, but was scolded by Feng Xiuhu and gave up.

After changing into a priest's robe, Feng Xiuhu got on a carriage and rushed to the cathedral without stopping.

After explaining their purpose, the cathedral deacon led Feng Xiuhu to meet Vadracho.

Unlike Konate Chen's suite, Vadracho's room is located on the highest floor of the entire cathedral and is a spacious meditation room because he does not need to deal with busy church affairs.

The heavy door opened, and the cathedral deacon bowed his head and whispered, "Please come in. The Cardinal Elder is waiting for you."

Feng Xiuhu entered through the crack in the door, and the magnificent room immediately came into his sight.

The dome is painted with exquisite and intricate murals. Sunlight pours down through the stained glass windows like flowing water, and colorful spots of light fill every corner. The marble on the ground is shiny and reflects the sunlight into a soft halo.

Deep in the room, a huge mist emblem stood there. Vadracho knelt in front of the emblem and prayed devoutly. The sunlight enveloped his body, giving off a thin layer of golden light.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. In such a holy and peaceful atmosphere, it seems as if the soul has been purified.

"You came."

Hearing the door open, Vadracho slowly raised his head, but did not turn back to look at Feng Xiuhu.

"come over."

Feng Xiuhu followed his instructions and walked to Vadracho.

Vadracho gazed fondly at the Mist Emblem above him. "Pray to the God of Mist."

Feng Xiuhu crossed his arms and bowed his head in a reverent gesture: "...Praise the mist."

Vadracho smiled with satisfaction, and he pulled Feng Xiuhu to sit on a mat beside him.

Feng Xiuhu couldn't take his eyes off it - there was a tray on the low table between the two of them, covered with velvet, and the outline of the object underneath could be vaguely seen.

Vadracho looked at Feng Xiuhu with admiration in his eyes: "My child, your piety is unprecedented and breathtaking."

Feng Xiuhu came back to his senses and said, "For the sake of the God of Mist, I strongly demand a thorough investigation of Konate Chen."

Vadracho smiled and waved his hand. "I know there's been some unpleasantness between you and Bishop Konate, but as members of the church, we shouldn't limit our focus to personal grudges. Just as I believe in you, I also believe in Bishop Konate's piety."

Feng Xiuhu curled his lips and said, "Dear teacher, I'm worried that if I don't deal with Konate Chen first, it won't be long before I have to go to see the God of Mist with all my piety."

Vadracho smiled helplessly and said, "You worry too much, kid. Maybe your worries are not unreasonable, but from today on, the situation you described will not happen again."

"Because you are my student."

Vadracho lifted the velvet cloth and handed over a brooch. "Put it on. This is proof that you are a direct student of the Cardinal."

Feng Xiuhu pinned the brooch on his priest's robe and was about to look at other things under the velvet when he heard Vadracho speak again.

"Next year, my rotation will end. Another cardinal elder will take over Fan City, and I will return to the Great Xuan Capital to report to the head of the church."

What do you mean?
Feng Xiuhu felt something was wrong and quickly looked up at Vadracho.

Vadracho nodded slightly. "Indeed, I hope you can return with me." "The Misty Temple of the Eastern Continent is located in the capital, where you can receive better guidance. I have high hopes for you. If nothing unexpected happens, you can definitely take over my position in the future."

Feng Xiuhu laughed dryly and said, "Dear teacher, I have no plans to leave Fancheng for the time being."

Vadracho expressed his understanding. "I understand your reluctance to leave your homeland, but as members of the church, we have long dedicated ourselves to the God of Mist. In the face of faith, that tiny bit of attachment is simply not worth mentioning."

"Of course, I also understand that for a young person like you, making this decision requires time and careful consideration, so I won't force you to give me an answer immediately."

Vadracho lowered his eyes and thought for a moment: "There are still a few months before I leave Fancheng, which should be enough time for you to figure it out."

Feng Xiuhu lowered his head and remained silent.

Of course he didn't want to leave, not entirely because he was reluctant to leave Fancheng, but because the capital was more dangerous than Fancheng - he had a wanted criminal hidden in his mind.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Vadracho waved his hand gently: "There is no need to rush these things for the time being. What is important is the matter at hand."

"You're a smart kid. I guess you can sense that we're going to go to war with the temple again."

"Or it has already begun."

Feng Xiuhu's eyes narrowed - finally, it was the part that interested him.

Vadracho said seriously, "Now, the Church and the Temple are both clear about one thing: this is a real war. Therefore, we have a tacit understanding—including the bishop and priests above the rank of High Priest, we will not participate in the battle."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned for a moment, but he figured it out in an instant.

The last so-called war was actually more of a face-saving job. Both sides agreed on a time and place, and then gathered their troops for a melee.

Fighting with the younger brothers below is useless, the victory or failure depends entirely on the battle between the bishop and the high priest.

The winner will be decided by whichever "general" surrenders first.

If Feng Xiuhu had not intervened, Chu Wenti would not have died - that is to say, the bishop and Gao Gong would not have been in danger in that battle.

The fact that the bishop and the high priest were excluded this time is enough to explain the problem.

This battle is about lives, and we will fight until the other side is in pain and doesn't want to fight anymore.

Vadracho said seriously, "As the priest of the temple, I want you to take the lead."

Feng Xiuhu took a deep breath, and many thoughts flashed through his mind instantly, such as the Thirty-Six Stratagems, Protracted War, Infantry-Tank Coordination, Flying Dragon Riding on the Face, and all kinds of random thoughts.

He rubbed his hands, feeling a little excited.

Vadracho misunderstood and thought Feng Xiuhu was nervous.

"Don't be nervous, you are not alone."

"Two capable priests of Bishop Yuke will also be here to assist you. Besides them, there are also the Holy Guards and officers. They have extensive combat experience and will do their utmost to help you win this war."

Feng Xiuhu grinned and became more and more excited.

Vadracho also smiled and nodded: "There are things that will make you happier."

"Given the deep conflict between you and the temple, I have prepared several suitable magical instruments for you in case anyone threatens your safety."

He lifted the velvet cloth and revealed all the objects in front of Feng Xiuhu.

PS: Does Feng Xiuhu know how to fight? He knows nothing. He is just excited.

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