I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 32: Burning Heretics, Divine Right of Kings!

Old bastard!

Cleveland looked at Lyman across from him, who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, and had already planned out ten thousand kinds of cruel tortures to torment him to death.

But he still sat down and said softly:

"Lord Lyman has been the city lord of Treecrown City for so long and has more experience in this area."

"When I attended the Third Prince's private banquet before, the Third Prince kept saying that you, old brother, managed Treecrown City well."

"It's a pity you weren't there at the time, old brother, otherwise you could have heard the Third Prince's praise for you in person."

Hearing this, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Lyman's eyes, and the movement of scooping with the spoon slowed down.

"We are all working for the Third Prince, there is no distinction between you and me. Whoever manages Songlan City is doing it for His Highness the Third Prince, isn't it?"

"However, if the Third Prince really needs it, I can only reluctantly strain my old bones."

"With so many years of city lord experience, I can't let the Third Prince down."

Cleveland clenched the fist hidden in his sleeve and echoed:

"The Third Prince and I trust your ability, old brother. Who doesn't know that you are the vanguard of our Third Prince's faction."

"However… Treecrown City has encountered such a big mess right now, old brother, you have to worry about it too."

"Otherwise, it won't look good in front of the Third Prince."

Lyman paused as he scooped with the spoon, then pretended to sigh and said:

"Yes, I hope the reply from the royal capital will be faster. However, old buddy, you have to step up your efforts too."

"That little bastard is not dead yet. If the Third Prince asks about it, it will be a problem. Don't let the Third Prince think we are not doing our job well."

Cleveland took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"It will be resolved."

After saying that, he stopped talking to Lyman.

In fact, he was the most anxious person right now.

A few days ago, strange demonic creatures that appeared out of nowhere crossed the defenses and entered the Cleveland family and the Lyman family, killing indiscriminately.

Although it was finally resolved, those ten powerful demons killed hundreds of soldiers and members of the two families.

If that were all, he could suppress it and not report it.

The real trouble was that the people who were injured or killed by the demons turned into bloodthirsty monsters the next day, and being injured by those monsters would turn you into a new monster.

Due to a moment of carelessness, under the snowball effect, many people from both families were infected.

Among them, Cleveland's second son also turned into that kind of bloodthirsty monster.

As far as Cleveland knew, several of Lyman's children seemed to have turned into those monsters too.

However…

This guy Lyman was ruthless. He personally killed all the infected members of the Lyman family.

A cold-blooded monster.

When he thought that after he moved into Songlan City, he would have to find a way to destroy Lyman, Cleveland felt a headache.

Just as he was secretly worrying, a messenger ran in in a hurry again.

"Lord City Lord, Deputy City Lord!"

Cleveland's face darkened.

"If it's still useless news, I'll take you to feed those things!"

The messenger trembled in fear and quickly said:

"It's an urgent report from the royal capital!"

"His Majesty the King attaches great importance to the new type of demon in Treecrown City and has sent people to the Elf Forest at full speed for help!"

"In addition, His Majesty the King has also ordered Treecrown City to be sealed off until the elves arrive!"

Hearing this, Lyman and Cleveland finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Waving his hand to dismiss the messenger, Lyman looked at Cleveland with a smile.

"Now, old buddy, you can rest assured, right?"

"The elven mages are very good at dealing with this kind of curse. Once they come, your second son will be fine."

Cleveland glanced at Lyman.

It was rare for this guy to say something human. It was probably because the demon invasion in Treecrown City was not blamed by the royal capital.

Thinking of this, Cleveland's heart sank.

The royal capital did not issue blame, probably because the Third Prince had exerted his influence.

But…

When did this old bastard Lyman get so close to the Third Prince?

Cleveland's heart was turbulent, but he still said "Congratulations, congratulations" on his lips.

After a long time, he let people in to clean up the blood stains.

Cleveland suddenly had an idea and looked at Lyman and said:

"Old brother, the trouble in Treecrown City will definitely be solved once the elves arrive."

"However, can we make some use of those monsters?"

Hearing this, Lyman raised his eyebrows.

"You mean…"

Cleveland smiled sinisterly.

"As far as I know, the city defenses of Blackwater City are weak. It's a small city with more than five thousand people."

"Such a population density… Once a cursed plague breaks out, that little bastard will probably have a hard time escaping death, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lyman clapped his hands and ordered the guards who entered the door:

"Clean up those two hundred or so monsters in the dungeon, and then grab some lowly people, infect them to make up five hundred, and send them to Blackwater City."

"Remember to send them over at night and keep the operation secret."

The guards expressionlessly accepted the order and left.

Lyman laughed heartily and said happily:

"You're quick-witted, old brother. I'm really old. In this way, that little bastard will probably never be able to turn over."

"With your great wisdom, old brother, I think the position of city lord of Songlan City must be yours."

Cleveland waved his hand and said modestly:

"Hey, don't say that, old brother. Everything is up to the Third Prince's arrangement."

"Old brother, your awareness is, in a word, high!"

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…

Blackwater City Lord's Mansion.

Ian, who had taken off the Pope's disguise, became himself again.

He collapsed on the sofa, closed his eyes, and enjoyed Resia's head massage.

"I'm exhausted after pretending for a whole morning."

"I have to pay attention to the tone of my speech, the words must be close to the religious dogma, and the behavior must show the majesty of the Dawn…"

"Being a pope who shows his face is really not a job for humans."

Freyne teased with a smile:

"But I think Young Master Ian, you seem to be enjoying pretending. You're enjoying the fanatical cheers of more than five thousand believers."

"Each of them is ready to shed blood for Young Master Ian and the Dawn Church at any time. Young Master Ian is probably secretly happy, right?"

Ian raised his hand and poked Freyne's brow, but he didn't refute.

Seeing the current devout faith of the citizens of Blackwater City, he was indeed very gratified.

But it wasn't because of this point. The main reason was that under the current high degree of faith of the citizens of Blackwater City,

The plan to use MC resources to build Blackwater City on a large scale could be put on the agenda.

In addition, with the Dawn Church having a solid foundation, he could also plan for expansion. Ian never thought of confining the Dawn Church to Blackwater City alone.

Not to mention the grand goals, Ian could take advantage of the great momentum of the Dawn Church after the zombie plague in Treecrown City had fermented a bit more.

Reorganize Treecrown City and burn the heretics.

As for the reaction of the royal capital of the Bilka Principality…

Ian didn't care. After settling accounts with these two old things, it would be the Bilka Principality's royal family.

He didn't believe that the Fobos family was expelled from Songlan City without the royal family's involvement.

Even if it really wasn't involved, Ian didn't care.

The Dawn Church needed a broader soil of faith. If you have to blame someone, blame the Bilka Principality for blocking the way.

Solely relying on miracles, although it could gather faith.

But the development of the church cannot rely solely on divine manifestations.

Thunder and rain are both divine power.

Military force is also the foundation of the Holy See. The Bilka Principality is the stage to show the divine power of the Dawn.

First establish the church with force, then spread the faith with miracles and dogma, and finally, the faith from the bottom up will encompass everything.

At this point, the divine right of kings is orthodox!

This was the core of the Dawn Church's development that Ian had set.

To put it simply in one sentence.

If you don't recognize the Dawn as the benevolent Heavenly Father that I'm telling you about, then I can only let the Iron Golem army talk to you about scriptures and doctrines.

While thinking about the large-scale construction of Blackwater City and the expansion of the Dawn Church,

Ian suddenly clapped his hands.

"I almost forgot an important thing, there is a chance that the eggs in the MC world will directly throw out chicks when they are smashed open!"

"Liaer, go and remind the citizens in the afternoon that they shouldn't eat eggs for now, since we have bone meal to catalyze food."

"Keep them to plan a chicken farm in the city."

Liaer nodded slightly and said:

"Young Master Ian, are you going to show up and personally throw the eggs? This is also a good opportunity to show the miracle of the Dawn creating life."

Ian waved his hand and refused:

"I'm not going. There are enough miracles already, and the faith of the believers in Blackwater City is very devout now."

"In the future, I will try not to show up in Blackwater City as much as possible to maintain the Pope's prestige."

"Let's leave this opportunity to pretend to be a big shot to you, the Cardinal."

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