People in Terra, governing a weird little country

He looked at Holhaiya, and Holhaiya also shook his head in confusion.

Muirseth raised his chin with some pride, and took out a stone from his arms in front of Ernst and Holhaya.

Both people present were very familiar with this stone, and one of them had an identical one on his person.

"The Yelagund God Stone? Have you seen the great god Ya...Ylagund?"

Ernst pursed his lips and stopped talking.

It was a close call, I almost exposed the identity of my own god.

When Yaer was dealing with Safar's fire at the Dome Research Station, she released the same ice shield that she used to deal with Tracys in the Rhine Life Demon Laboratory. Combined with all the previous signs, Ernst was certain that this perfect and elegant maid was 98% likely the incarnation or agent of Yelagund.

Ninety-eight percent of it is due to the limit of human power, and the remaining point is the face left for the great god Yelagund.

What if Shelagh really is a hidden talent? The position of the head maid is somewhat similar to that of the sweeping monk.

In addition, after Yaer showed off her little skill, she immediately explained to Ernst in a panic that this was the appearance of "Yeragond's spirit", and Ernst didn't have the heart to expose her lie.

I turned a blind eye when I should be cooperating with your performance~

And Muir Seth's expression also showed a sense of pride.

Facing Holhaiya's envious gaze, she proudly announced:

"Yes, I was hired by Lord Yelagund himself—"

"The first scholar of Manzhu Academy!"

After he finished speaking, a golden light shone behind Muerseth, just like the god Lu Meng.

Ernst lost his composure instantly and couldn't hold it together.

You are listening, old man!

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Chapter 335: The Mysterious Organization - The Holy Mountain Hermitage: The Mastermind Behind Terra!

Lateran, Order of the Holy Mountain.

As a small religious organization that had recently emerged in the Lateran, the Order of the Holy Mountain did not receive much attention at first.

The Sakota people always have something to think about. Every day, the Vatican alone receives hundreds of formal applications for the establishment of organizations. Most of them are dessert research societies and new dessert invention societies. Often three to five people can form a group and then report to the Vatican to request funds for organizing activities.

That’s right, in the Lateran, even for such a bizarre organization, as long as it passes the review, the Pope will provide funding.

There is no way, they are rich, Pope Evangelista XI highlighted Wang Duoyu, shouted "Who still has a dream?", even the beggars in Lateran can get a subsidy from him. Not to mention this kind of research group to research and invent new desserts.

It’s just a pity that in the past, the audit of such organizations was not so strict, and as a result, loopholes were taken advantage of.

Some saccotas had wild ideas and thought they had found a loophole in the rules. Since His Holiness the Pope was willing to fund an organization like the Dessert Research Society, why couldn't we just ask His Holiness the Pope for money in the name of the Dessert Research Society, then eat at all the dessert shops in Lateran, and finally announce the failure of the development of the new dessert?

This act of getting something for nothing caught the Vatican off guard and caused a huge loss of funds. In the end, because there were too many Sacotas who took advantage of the situation and bought up all the desserts that Evangelista XI wanted to buy, the Pope was furious and ordered a review of all dessert research organizations, greatly improved the review standards, and handed the matter over to the notary's angel of death, Federico Giallo.

It can be seen that he is indeed very angry.

After a period of time, the situation of the Dessert Research Society taking advantage of loopholes did gradually subside, but relatively speaking, other organizations, such as the "Firearms Research Society", "Which loopholes in the law can be exploited Research Society", "Can Sakota convert to the Iberian State Religion Research Society" - these are really the names, and other social organizations have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Compared with them, the Holy Mountain Order, also known as the Holy Mountain Hermitage, although suspicious, actually looked good in the eyes of the reviewers of the Pope's Office.

After all, it is just suspicious, but the others are almost enough to have the word treason written on their faces.

However, the clerk who was moved by the approval of a considerable amount of funds by the Pope's Office did not expect that the scale of the Holy Mountain Hermitage would expand in such a short period of time.

In just a few months since its establishment, this unknown small organization has grown into a medium-sized organization with hundreds of members.

In this regard, Oren, a rare Sakota racist who had just returned to Lateran from the Dukedom of Godotin to report on his work, couldn't help but comment:

"I'm not saying this, Valliv, but when did Sakota of Rutland start to like to live in seclusion?"

Valerie also felt a little strange. She took the file about the Holy Mountain Hermitage in her hand and carefully looked at the registrants and the organization's philosophy and purpose filled in:

"It was Liberi who applied for it."

"Liberty?"

"Partia. A descendant of Fiammetta."

Oren nodded.

He knew Fiammetta, not only because she belonged to the famous Lateran team back then, and the more famous "Silent Remian" was seriously injured in the sneak attack and has been in a coma ever since. It was also because of Fiammetta's background, which was one of the life goals of Sakota like Oren.

Her grandfather—although not a biological one, but better than a biological one—was a glorious papal musketeer. As the guard of this World Expo, he had the right to visit Kjerag with His Holiness the Pope.

"When I think about it this way, it seems that there is no problem."

Oren nodded in relief.

The registration of the Sakota of the Lateran monastery is not normal.

It is normal for Liberi in the Lateran to register as a monastic order!

After all, the Libori have always been in the minority and conservative faction in Lateran. They do not have the wild imagination and ability to use firearms like Sakota. It is understandable that some of them would suddenly become obsessed with hermitage.

"Then let's put this matter aside for now?" Oren asked for advice.

He definitely couldn't make the decision on this matter. Only Valerie, who belonged to the Seventh Department and had the right to search, could make the final decision.

And Willie Liv also waved her hand:

"The Pope sent a messenger with news that Prime Minister Ernst of Kjerag will pay us an urgent secret visit in the next few days. Let's prepare for things here first."

"As for the Holy Mountain Hermitage, I heard that most of its members are not from Sakota, but live in Liberi, Filin and the like in Lateran. Although there are many of them, they are just a motley crowd and can't cause any damage for the time being. Let's put it aside for now."

.........

Requiem Church, Priory of the Holy Mountain.

"Brothers, sisters, my friends, all strangers who share the same goal and aspirations, our organization is called the Priory of the Holy Mountain."

“Maybe some of you know, some of you have joined, and some of you know me.”

"Yes, just as you thought, this organization once had another name, called Pathfinders."

On the preaching platform of the church, a man with short gray-blue hair slowly narrated the history of the organization. The boring story of rags to riches became magnificent in his narration. He was wanted countless times, exiled, killed and rescued, and found his way back to life from desperate situations. Finally, he returned to Lateran again!

Yes, he is Hu Hansan... ahem, Andorn, he is back again! Just like the indomitable little southern cockroach, even though the process is full of twists and turns, he still reaches his inner goal in the end.

And this time when he returned, he was very different from before.

After personally visiting the Iberian coastline, the slums of Victoria, and the frontiers of Colombia, Andoin has understood what the true "majority" is, and has found the true path to achieve his goals.

God says that all life is equal.

He has already seen the true form of the Law. It is obviously unrealistic to pin his hopes on a giant machine, expecting it to bring salvation to other races just as it did to Sakota.

If the gods are unreliable, what about the emperor? What about the rulers of various countries with various titles?

They are also unreliable.

The Iberian Inquisition defined all thoughts that went beyond the rules as heresy, and replaced the bullet of criticism with the bullet of criticism. The Dukes of Victoria never asked about anything that was not in line with their own interests. Even the most anthropomorphic among them only regarded "caring for the civilians" as an occasional kindness, rather than a natural responsibility and obligation. As for Colombia...

There is no mercy in the frontier land, and its great rulers, the president of Colombia and the vice president, are just people who enjoy the fruits of others' labor. When the blood and sacrifices finally fill the empty shell of a city, completing the "sacrifice" in the sense of modern civilization, they will appear and take away everything that should belong to the people.

How natural it is, as if everything is supposed to be this way!

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Andoen knew that gods and emperors were unreliable, and the only one they could rely on was themselves. And to build a paradise on earth where everyone was equal and happy, they could only rely on their own hands!

He finally returned to Lateran because there were still people who supported him here and he still had his precious "mass base".

"I changed the name of the Pathfinders to the Priory of the Holy Mountain for three reasons."

"First, to commemorate a friend, partner, and mentor who inspired me when I was confused. He himself does not like personal worship, nor is he willing to accept any similar titles, so I use the Holy Mountain to refer to him to prove to him that I will carry out our will together with his helpless part!"

"Second, to live in seclusion. Our ideas are not tolerated by the current Terra. The power of the kings, princes and generals is too strong. I don't want any brothers and sisters who share the same ideals as me to act rashly because of these ideals and lose their lives."

"Sacrifice is worthy of respect and remembrance, but meaningless sacrifice will only cause greater casualties. I hope that everyone in the Holy Mountain Hermitage can uphold our concept - forbearance! The world's general situation changes rapidly, and only when the situation changes can we truly have the opportunity to act! This change does not have to happen in Lateran, but can also happen in any region that is also oppressed and exploited. Therefore, we should hide in the city, expand our influence, but not publicize our purpose. Our organization should be a solid backing for anyone who is determined to resist the oppressors! We should be supporters, manipulators and helpers!"

"The third and most important point is."

Andorn glanced at everyone present:

"The Priory, as an ancient organization of the Lateran religion, emphasizes purity, sincerity and devotion."

"So, I hope you can understand that we are not an organization for fun, nor are we here to get promoted or make money. If you join us, you won't get any delicious candy. We even ask you to share the candy with others."

"If you cannot accept our philosophy, you can choose to withdraw at this moment."

Andorn smiled, trying not to put any pressure on the people present, ensuring that they could follow their own hearts and make true choices:

"I'll give you ten minutes to think about it."

After saying this, he slowly stepped back and came to the back of the prayer platform in the Requiem Church.

Patia was already waiting for him here.

"Leader, great speech. I'm afraid we'll have more supporters!"

“Having many people who agree with you is not necessarily a good thing. Compared to weak fence-sitters, people with real strong wills are what we need.”

Andorn emphasized,

"For a team like ours, the most important thing to ensure is purity."

Patia nodded solemnly.

Andorn then asked:

"Any news from the Vatican?"

Patia shook his head:

"The garrison has not received any information recently. The Pope has not returned yet, and everything is decided by the cardinals."

She paused halfway through her words and changed the subject.

“But it’s not like there’s no news at all.”

"Leader, your friend's [Star-Picking Plan] was successful, but the results were not announced immediately. He concealed it."

"Hidden?" Andorn pursed his lips, thinking differently, "Maybe he just can't announce it for the time being."

Although he and Ernst could not be comrades-in-arms due to their different positions and situations, Andorn boasted that he knew Ernst's style of doing things quite well. He was always meticulous in his work. The purpose of the World Expo was to improve Kjerag's international reputation. As the star-picking plan that best demonstrated Kjerag's [energy], Ernst had no reason to hide it no matter what it was.

Even if there is something that really needs to be concealed, only part of it should be concealed, and the other part should be made public. Otherwise, this experiment will not achieve the "political significance" it deserves.

So, instead of deliberately concealing the truth, he felt that Ernst was probably having some problems.

Unfortunately, science, especially the exploration of the sky, is probably not something he can help with.

Patia nodded, without commenting, and went straight to the second thing:

"In addition, the Lateran Garrison was recently notified to allow a group of Ursus people to enter the country. It is said that they are small nobles from the Ursus tundra. Because their territory was looted by the infected guerrillas and they were involved in the political struggle after the death of Duke Kosice of Ursus, they had to go abroad to seek refuge."

"They came to the Lateran with a large sum of money. According to our members in the Vatican, the Vatican approved their political asylum on the condition that they donated the money."

In the past, Andorn would certainly criticize Lateran's behavior of taking advantage of the situation.

But now, he also knew that the wealth of Lateran did not come out of thin air. His compatriots relied on the money provided by these people to enjoy their current life in this city.

Not only them, but also him and the Holy Mountain Hermitage also need money. Without money and economy, any struggle will be difficult to move forward and will be in vain.

However, he is more inclined to the view that "a gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way", and the state is a "machine with a moral vacuum" that can take any kind of wealth as long as it is reasonable, regardless of whether it is reasonable or not.

Therefore, after hearing the news, he just pursed his lips and sighed slightly. He did not say anything more about this behavior, but focused on another point:

"Patija, how much do you know about the infected guerrillas on the Ursus tundra?"

Patia obviously didn't expect Andorn to suddenly ask this question. She blinked her eyes and squeezed out two words from her throat with some embarrassment after a long time:

"Feel sorry."

Andorn shook his head gently: "It doesn't matter."

"If possible, please help me collect some information about them. Just like I collected information about the [Real Bolivarians] and [Remnants of the Witch King] before."

There are actually quite a few organizations in this land that are dissatisfied with the existing order.

Andorn collected them in order to select one or two companies that are worth helping.