Chapter 195: Milia's Identity Revealed and the Choice of the War Pope "Thank you all for coming to this banquet." Duval glanced at everyone present. He was the War Pope, but he never put on airs and enjoyed an excellent reputation in the church. "The main reason for inviting you all here this time is to announce our cooperation with the Arcane Council and the Golden Church, as well as the recent large number of aliens that have appeared, and to introduce a person." Dival stated the theme of the banquet. The war bishops present were all surprised by Duval's words. Although the three major orthodox sects were not in a hostile relationship, they were also in a competitive relationship. For example, the War Church that was once the faith of the Kingdom of Brefil has now been replaced by the Golden Church and the Arcane Council. This is definitely a fight for faith, and now they want to cooperate? For a moment, there were bursts of discussions in the banquet hall. "Quiet!" Dival said loudly, "This is the oracle of the goddess, and the decision was made by the three goddesses themselves." As soon as these words were spoken, the war bishops in the audience fell silent. Matters concerning gods were not something they could interfere with at will. Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Dival continued, "Regarding this cooperation, our three major sects will introduce the forces of the other two major sects to their respective faith areas." "But this does not mean that we will spread our faith in other people's territories. The branches established in other countries will only be open to aliens, helping them to change jobs and issuing tasks to improve their affinity with the law." "You should have heard of those aliens. They are the ones chosen by the gods to descend. They are immortal."
Dival said lightly that up to now, no one knew the origin of the aliens. Although there were oracles saying that they were chosen by the gods, why did the gods choose the aliens to descend? Especially now that the war trial is about to take place, the entire war church will be activated because of the trial, and those horrible things sealed in the old dream will not be so easy to suppress. Now that uncontrollable aliens have appeared, he also needs to allocate some of his strength to establish branches of the War Church in other areas. Dival is really having a headache. "By then, the Arcane Council and the Golden Church will establish branches in major cities in the kingdom, and our War Church will also send war bishops to other countries to establish branches. This will require your cooperation." Dival continued. The war bishops present looked at each other, but said nothing. Since it was the oracle of the gods, they should obey it. Seeing that there were no objections, Dival nodded, then looked at Elvin and Sylvia on the side, "These two are members of the Arcane Council and the high priest of the Golden Church respectively. If you are interested, you can take the initiative to ask the two Excellencies for permission to set up branches in other countries at the banquet later, and then report to Rafar. I will issue the transfer orders in a unified manner." Dival did not want to interfere in the establishment of branches, so he chose to give the power of selection to many war bishops. Rafar on the side sighed helplessly. Such troubles were always thrown to him. As the Pope, Duval liked to be a hands-off boss. It was really hateful! As if not feeling Rafar's resentful gaze, Dival finally looked at Li'er. "Well, there's one last thing." Duval slightly turned his body and placed Li'er in the center. "This is Lear Stuart, a war knight of extraordinary level, and a special executive appointed by the goddess herself. Mr. Lear will oversee all affairs of the church from now on!" Hearing Duval's words, Li'er walked forward with a smile on his face. Although he didn't really want to do this job, he still had to put in the effort. Looking at the young man on the stage, the war bishops below have not yet reacted. Special executor? Overseeing the church? What kind of position is this? "Your Holiness, who is this special executive?" someone asked cautiously. "Supervising the church and punishing those who commit crimes in the name of the church." Duval explained lightly, "Well, the power of Special Executive Lier overrides the entire church, including me, the Pope, under his supervision." As soon as these words were spoken, the entire banquet hall fell silent instantly. Duval's explanation was very clear. Lear, the special executive, was a sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all the members of the War Church, constantly reminding everyone not to do evil. Such power is too heavy. Looking at the people who had quieted down, Lear had a blank expression on his face. He naturally knew what would happen once his duties were exposed. Naturally, he would be despised by everyone. Just like the Jinyiwei in history, there is no official who does not hate them, and his power is even greater than that of the Jinyiwei. After all, even Pope Duval is under his supervision.
When the gods cannot descend to the mortal world, he is above everything. That being said, as long as these war bishops do not break the law, his power cannot be exerted, and Lear does not intend to exercise power arbitrarily, nor does he plan to form a department. Thankless. "As long as the bishops do not commit crimes, I will not exercise my power easily." Li Er said calmly, breaking the silence. "I have no intention of establishing power. I am the only special executive officer of the church, and there will be no one else. Moreover, I completely trust you all. After all... we are all believers in war, so we must not be bad people, right?" Li Er's voice echoed in the hall. After a brief silence, the solemn atmosphere began to ease. The originally nervous war bishops echoed one by one: "The Executor is right. We believers of war can never be evil people who do evil things!" "That's right!" "..." Various voices rang out one after another, including praises and compliments, and all the voices were consistent. Although no one knew why a special executive of the Supervisory Church suddenly appeared, he was appointed by the goddess herself and was an extraordinary war knight. No one wanted to offend him. Duval looked at Lear and felt relieved. He was indeed afraid that Lear would act rashly and make too many enemies, which would be embarrassing for him as the Pope. "Well, that's all I want to say. Please enjoy the banquet. If you want to set up a branch, you can go to the two gentlemen to find out more and then report to Rafar after the banquet." Dival finally said with a smile and waved his hand. The enjoyment after the banquet officially began. Many war bishops came directly to Lear. Although Lear said that he would not exercise power arbitrarily, who would not want to cling to the thigh of a new senior official? Out of politeness, Li Er simply responded. After a while, the crowd dispersed a lot. Dival walked up to Li Er and said with a smile: "How do you feel?" "It's very troublesome." Lear answered directly. Dival was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "It seems that you and I are the same kind of people." "We believers of war only need to fight. It is too troublesome to manage those troubles." Dival shook his head. He became the Pope because of his strength, not his management ability. When it comes to management ability, Rafar is much stronger, so many affairs of the church are handled by Rafar. The two chatted casually. Dival admired Li'er very much. He was valued by the goddess, had great strength, and was a dual-law professional. He would be very happy if such a person could become his son-in-law. but…… Glancing at the otherworldly and beautiful Milia beside Lear, Dival sighed. Greta was outshined in every aspect, both in appearance and temperament. Even if it’s strength… Dival couldn't feel the magical fluctuations from Millia, but his intuition told him that the girl in front of him was not simple. As if she felt the gaze on her, Millia raised her head and smiled at Dival. That star-like smile stunned Duval for a moment, and then he looked away, as if looking at him any longer would be a blasphemy. "Are you Milia Brayfield?" A cold voice suddenly came from not far away. "Yes, I'm Millia Brayfield." Seeing the person coming, Millia nodded. Sylvia walked forward, looked at Milia with scrutiny, and said, "I remember you were captured by the Blood Apostle in the Royal City of Braifel. Why are you here?" There was a hint of questioning in Sylvia's tone, as if he was interrogating a prisoner. The expression on Li Er's face gradually became cold, and Duval also frowned.
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Your Excellency the High Priest, right?" Millia smiled nonchalantly. After hearing Millia's answer, Sylvia realized that she came to the War Church as a guest. Millia was Lear's fiancée, and her attitude was a bit rude. Taking a deep breath, Sylvia said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but my daughter was also captured by the Blood Apostle. I wonder if you know the whereabouts of my daughter since you are here." Sylvia mentioned Ophénina, and Millia glanced at Lear inconspicuously. Of course she knew where Ophénina was. After being thrown into the old dream by Lear, she had never seen her again. It was likely that she was hidden away in a wealthy mansion. Milia shrugged her nose and replied calmly, "Sorry, I don't know who the daughter you are talking about is." "You really don't know, Princess Millia? I remember that your mother was a heretic and was rescued by the Blood Apostle. You should..." Sylvia became a little agitated. Thinking of many things, she always felt that there was something wrong with the girl in front of her. "I said I don't know, and please don't describe my mother as a heretic." Millia's face turned cold, and her eyes turned dangerous when she looked at Sylvia. Sylvia was stunned by Milia's sudden change, but her expression became more excited, "You know what, right?" "I've said it before, I don't know. High Priest, please go back." Millia shook her head and didn't want to say anything more. But Sylvia didn't intend to end it there, and a detection spell hit Millia. The dark blue light of the Morning Star Law bloomed from Millia's body, carrying with it a cool and mysterious meaning. "This power... is the same as your heretic mother! It is the power of heretical law! You must know the whereabouts of Ophelia!" Seeing the faint blue light, Sylvia seemed to have gone crazy. Dival on the side was also stunned. He also felt the power from Millia, which was mysterious and powerful, like the silent deep space. This is the power of law that does not belong to the three major sects. The wife of the church's special executive is actually a believer in heretical laws! He turned his head sharply and looked at Lear, only to see that Lear's face was calm and not shaken at all. The commotion here attracted the attention of everyone present. Maya and Ivian, who had been paying attention to Lear's situation, saw the faint light emanating from Millia. Beautiful and mysterious, it adds a cool charm to Milia, who already has an outstanding temperament. "Damned heretics, is Ophinina in your hands?" Sylvia asked angrily. "Follower of Gold, don't you know that it is very impolite to investigate others at will?" Millia did not answer Sylvia's words, but spoke calmly, as if she did not take the high priest seriously at all. Millia really doesn't need to take the high priest seriously. She is the goddess of the Morning Star. After awakening, she absorbs the light of the Morning Star every day. Her strength is recovering rapidly. If it were not for the restrictions of the rules, she would probably have reached the level of a saint now. Even Lear didn't know that Millia was now at the level of a semi-saint, the same level as the former blasphemous true spirit. "No need for courtesy to heretics! Tell me the whereabouts of Ophinina, otherwise you will be judged by gold!" Sylvia said angrily, having already taken out his weapon. The war bishops and people from the other two major sects around him finally noticed the situation. Mori was the first to rush over and shouted, "Heretic!" "Pope of War! Heretic believers have appeared in the War Church. Shouldn't you explain it?" Sylvia looked at Dival who was standing aside. Upon hearing this, Dival looked at Sylvia and then at Li Er, his expression looking a little unhappy. "Explanation? What explanation does Archpriest Sylvia need?" Li Er came up at this time and said lightly, "This is the War Church, not the Golden Church. Watch your words? Are you giving orders to His Holiness the Pope?" Li'er's words made Sylvia pause. She almost forgot where she was. She had always been in the area controlled by the Golden Church. Once a heretic appeared, everyone would arrest him, but now this was the War Church.
Although the War Church also dislikes heretics, it will not take the initiative to arrest heretics. It will only clean up those heretics who are harmful to the church. This is completely different from the Golden Church. It is better to say that the trial of heretics is just the name of the Golden Church itself. Even the attitude of the Arcane Council towards heretics is not so extreme. "I'm sorry for my words and actions, Your Holiness." Sylvia took a deep breath and apologized, but his eyes were still fixed on Milia. "I shouldn't be rude to Your Holiness, but she is a heretic. I hope Your Holiness will not interfere with the Golden Church's trial of heretics!" Duval's expression eased slightly. Sylvia's attitude just now did make him angry, but now he was a little troubled by Sylvia's request. If Millia was an ordinary heretic, he could ignore it, but Millia was Lear's wife. After thinking for a moment, Dival looked at Lear with a calm expression and made a decision, "Archpriest Sylvia, Milia is the wife of Lear's special executive officer. Even if she is a believer in heresy laws, she cannot be judged by the Golden Church!" Everyone was shocked when these words were spoken, and even Li Er looked at Duval in surprise. Is Duval going to offend the Golden Church for supporting him? In the previous life, the Arcane Council supported Millia despite the pressure from the Golden Church. Unexpectedly, it has now become a church of war. (End of this chapter)