Calamity Dragon, Starting with the Cultivation of Knight Families

Chapter 92 York's Growth, Eliminating Hidden Dangers (23)

On the way back.

The bishops were all incredibly excited at that moment.

But there was only one exception: Bishop Eamon.

This person is naturally suspicious and indecisive about many things.

This can be seen from the major changes in the Church of Truth before his so-called compromise and sympathy.

At this moment, his expression quickly returned to calm and contemplation.

Meanwhile, the four bishops around him were speaking with the current Viscount York:

"Even now, it all feels like a dream."

"The longing of generations of believers in the truth has been fulfilled by us, and we are so fortunate to have witnessed it!"

"Alas, what a pity."

“If our Lord had performed miracles earlier, or even used other means to convey divine pronouncements as he has this time, the Church would not be in such a predicament now.”

The aged-looking bishop sighed, while another bishop shook his head.

"That may be true, but how can we mortals understand or imagine matters of the gods?"

"There are too many rules and restrictions for the gods to descend to the mortal world. If it weren't for these, the continent of Auckland would not have the relatively peaceful life it enjoys today."

"Compared to ancient times, we should feel fortunate now. If it weren't for the gods wanting us, their earthly descendants, to live peaceful and happy lives, they wouldn't have made contracts and rules with those heretical gods."

"Furthermore, just as Lord Tyr said, isn't this great calamity for the Church also a test for us by the God of Truth?"

"Thinking about it this way, the current situation is not bad. With less of the power struggles in the world, we believers in the truth can serve our Lord more wholeheartedly, which is a blessing."

The bishop's words were echoed by the others.

After all, the truth has now revealed miracles and is preparing for even greater earthly schemes.

If everything succeeds, it will be an absolutely wonderful thing for believers in the truth; at this stage, nothing is more important than this.

And just as a group of bishops were fantasizing and even rationalizing everything, it was time for Bishop Eamon to speak to York.

"Compared to all of these, I think Your Excellency's fortune is truly enviable."

"To be able to gain the approval of such a noble sage at such a young age, and even receive treatment comparable to that of a holy son, is truly shameful."

York was still a little surprised when he heard Bishop Eamon say that.

After all, in York's memory, this person was not easy to communicate with and had a rather difficult personality.

However, as the saying goes, one shouldn't hit a smiling face.

Therefore, York smiled modestly and said:

"Your Excellency Emmon is too kind."

"In my opinion, all of this is thanks to Your Majesty's kindness and mercy. Otherwise, when we were pioneering the land, I might have already returned to the embrace of the gods. How could I be standing here now, chatting and laughing with you all?"

York's words piqued the interest of all the bishops present.

"Your Excellency actually encountered His Majesty at the very beginning of the pioneering work? That must have been several years ago, right?" a bishop asked, looking quite surprised.

York felt he had nothing to hide, so he smiled and said:
"That's right, now it has been 1,305 days."

"Your Excellency remembers it so clearly?"

"To have received Your Majesty's favor is something I should remember well. What do you all think?"

"That's true."

All the bishops nodded.

They would surely remember such a life-changing day if they were in their shoes.

Bishop Eamon also praised:
"It is indeed reasonable for Your Excellency to have gained the favor of His Majesty; such piety is truly commendable."

"In this light, it is only natural that Your Majesty can form a close covenant with our Lord. When our Lord descended to earth, He taught us to be kind and compassionate to all people. And Your Majesty should be the same."

"It is truly enviable that Your Excellency has the honor of meeting such a distinguished sage. This is my sincere opinion."

A hint of melancholy appeared on Eamon's aged face, and he said:
"We believers in the truth are equally honored that such a merciful crown has descended to earth."

"I wonder if Your Excellency could tell us the details of your divine encounter, so that we can better understand and admire Your Majesty's divine grace."

Although Eamon's tone seemed ordinary and reasonable.

But Oleg, who was on the other side, sensed something else.

"Ah!"

"Eamon, your suspicious nature hasn't changed at all."

"What? Even now you still doubt the divine decree bestowed by His Majesty, or even by our Lord?"

Bishop Eamon remained unperturbed by Oleg's indifferent gaze and sarcasm.

He simply said calmly:

“Oleg, isn’t your opinion of me a bit too biased? I have never had any doubts about His Majesty and the Oracle of Our Lord.”

"I only wanted to learn more about and admire this divine grace from another world. How did that become an act of blasphemy in your mouth?"

"We do not understand Your Majesty's personality, let alone your taboos. In the future, we will inevitably have to accept Your Majesty's divine summons many times."

"To learn about His Majesty through His Excellency the Viscount, in order to avoid being impolite or disrespectful, is that what you call disrespect?"

Oleg remained calm upon hearing this, but his tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

"Eamon, do you think we still need all this nonsense and explanations between us?"

Whether it is or not, you and I both know the truth.

The bishops watched the two sides clash, and for a moment they fell silent. At the same time, they each had their own thoughts and opinions.

York, upon witnessing this scene, became alarmed.

'These bishops are quite cunning. If Oleg hadn't reminded me, I might not have thought of this. It seems I'll have to be more careful around them in the future.'

York was young and inexperienced, so this incident served as a wake-up call for him.

As York was thinking this, his wife Lucia, standing behind him, took in everything.

However, she didn't say much throughout the trip.

She was merely observing the people around her, her keen intellect analyzing the personalities of these bishops in hopes of helping York in the future.

However, these are all insignificant matters at the moment.

Whether Bishop Eamon had doubts or not, Lucia felt it didn't affect the overall situation.

Regardless of whether Your Majesty is on good terms with the God of Truth or has your own schemes, the fact that Your Majesty was able to immediately deprive these bishops of their power shows that Your Majesty has the ability to control the situation.

York, as His Majesty's Son, is certainly without worry.

So, just as Oleg and Eamon were locked in a standoff, Lucia, who was sitting on the back of the horse with her arms around York, immediately whispered in York's ear.

The next moment, York immediately interrupted their bickering, saying:

“The two bishops need not do this.”

"Actually, the fact that I am favored by Your Majesty is not something to be ashamed of."

"Now, we are all serving Your Majesty and the God of Truth. You don't need to feel guilty. You can ask whatever you want, and I will answer what I can."

After saying this, York began to slowly recount his experience of being favored by God.

However, York also glossed over some sensitive matters, such as the bestowal of items, and only talked about the rapid development of the Swamp Territory after meeting Linko and receiving divine favor. Of course, he also mentioned Linko's previous meeting with Tyr.

The brief account takes no more than ten minutes.

Upon hearing York's account, Bishop Eamon's expression visibly softened.

At the same time he said:
"What Your Excellency said is truly moving."

"I also apologize for my previous rudeness."

"It seems that Your Majesty has had a tough time."

According to Eamon.

When the gods descend, no one should be exempt from the constraints of rules or contracts.

According to York, His Majesty Linko also entered the mortal world step by step by drawing upon divine power.

Moreover, the speed is not fast.

This also explains why His Majesty cannot easily contact the Church.

Given the church at that time, if this deity had been exposed, especially when his divine power was weak, it's truly unimaginable what kind of situation they would have faced.

After all, this Your Majesty is not the God of Truth.

Some people in the church may have plenty of reason to doubt, and even target them as heretics.

For the church at that time, the descent of God was not necessarily a good thing. Although the risk of eliminating the earthly beings might be great, it would indeed bring great benefits.

There will definitely be people who take the risk.

In retrospect, the timing and scale by which His Majesty acted were indeed very appropriate.

At the same time, considering His Majesty's attitude towards humanity, and even his previous attitude of not harming civilians in the Green Vine Kingdom.

He truly is a benevolent deity.

At the very least, its attitude towards humans is extremely friendly.

After all, evil gods and heretical gods disdain playing these kinds of schemes with humans. What's killing a few mortals? They're nothing but ants.

Even among human gods, some deities don't treat mortals much better.

Therefore, in Amon's view, this god, who could be so restrained and merciful towards mortals, could not possibly be an evil god.

Thus, Eamon's slight doubt that he might have usurped the authority of truth vanished instantly.

In short, ninety percent of the conspiracy theories he had in mind had vanished by this moment.

Naturally, at this moment, Emmon's attitude softened completely.

He even proactively admitted his mistakes and some blasphemous thoughts.

"It would be best if Bishop Emon thought that way, but please do not doubt His Majesty any further."

“Even if His Majesty is merciful and will not blame us, we, as mortals and believers in the truth, cannot be so devout.”

York said with a smile.

"It's natural."

Bishop Emont touched his chest and bowed in respect to show his sincerity.

Seeing this, York didn't care whether the other person really thought so, but he said at the right time, "Now that this matter is over, let it be over. Let's not say anything more unpleasant."

"From now on, the Swamp Territory will need the support of all the bishops."

"Your Excellency, rest assured, the Church will provide its full support!"

"It is all for my Lord!"

"Everything is for Your Majesty!"

(End of this chapter)