Uliyan got up early as soon as it was dawn. He passed by his daughter's room and suddenly saw Olivia coming out of Leo's room while putting on her clothes. Uliyan was furious, his eyes turned red, and he was about to ride forward and shoot Leo to death, but when he turned around, he saw that the man was lying in his daughter's room, sleeping soundly with the little mouse in his arms. Uliyan was immediately confused. Did I remember the wrong room? So old. He didn't have time to think about it, and shouted: "You bastard, it's already so late and you still haven't gotten up? You are just a lazy glutton! What the hell!" The little mouse grunted and got up, quickly putting on his clothes and shoes. He was so obedient. Leo was unmoved, he just turned over lazily and asked, "Then tell me, what time is it?" Ulyaan's momentum was stifled. There was no church or clock in the river bend, so no one knew the time and everyone slept until they woke up naturally. Uliyang rolled up his sleeves and was about to teach this lazy junior a lesson. "Oh? After three days of not being beaten, you become more powerful!"
Without waiting for him to come forward and fight, Olivia grabbed Uliyan's arm and advised him kindly, "Dad, aren't you going to the Great Falls? I have prepared everything, come with me to get it." Today, Uliyan is going to the Wild Folk Tribe to meet the Wild Folk elder Zulwan and give him some gifts as a token of reciprocity for their last visit to the River Bend. While Bobak's influence is still there and there are no conflicts between the two settlements, Uliyan naturally has to speed up the process of building good relations. If we don't strike while the iron is hot and strengthen communication, once there is a conflict between the two villages in the future, it will be easy for a fight to break out. No one wants a war between two villages just because someone cuts down a tree or steals another's prey. If he, the chief of the river bend, became friends with the elders of the wild people, many problems could be solved with just a few words. Since the matter was important, Uliyan gave up on arguing with Leo. He and Olivia walked out of the house, led a donkey, took two militiamen and gifts, and headed towards the waterfall. As soon as Uliyan left, several sisters surrounded Olivia and asked about what happened last night. Olivia hesitated for a long time before shyly revealing, "It hurts so much. Leo said I'm young and it's best to wait another two years." A group of sisters looked at Olivia in disbelief, who had a beautiful figure, exquisite curves and seductive curves, and suspected that Leo was blind. The young widow Agata complained: "Sixteen is still young? Others become mothers at sixteen!" She was secretly delighted and asked, "Does he like older girls? How about twenty years old?" The village girls stared at the 20-year-old Agatha with contempt on their faces and envy in their hearts. Last night, Olivia, who was in a bad mood, and Leo, who was as strong as a pillar of strength, couldn't sleep. They lay together and shared a lot of knowledge with each other. Leo was worried about the little mouse, and finally couldn't help but go to Olivia's room to check. Sure enough, the little mouse was hiding in the quilt, shivering and covered in cold sweat. She discovered Leo as soon as he entered the room. I hugged his arms as if I had grabbed a life-saving straw. Leo, who hadn't slept well all night, got up at noon.
After riding for a while in the corral behind the big house, militiaman Ivan came running over and reported to Leo: "Leo...Captain! A father has come to the village!" Leo sat on his horse, looking down at Ivan as if he were an idiot. Ivan felt guilty and explained: "He said he is the father! He wants to talk to our lord." "How dare you! Come with me to meet him!" Leo raised his whip but did not dismount. Ivan had no choice but to help him lead the horse and carefully lead it out of the corral. The last time Leo rode out on horseback without permission, not only did he get thrown off the horse, but the originally docile horse also ran around everywhere, causing chaos in the camp. So now when he rides a horse, he is always led by someone. Even so, people around him still feel guilty and look at him as if he were a cattle thief entering the village. Leo let the horse pace in small steps to the center of the village. As soon as he saw the person coming, he immediately understood what Ivan meant. The person who came was a middle-aged fat man less than meters tall, wearing a white robe. He looked like a religious person. His white robe was embroidered with golden floral decorations, and the golden cross on his chest was particularly eye-catching. Under the sunlight, the golden lines emit a strange reflection, making the originally short and fat wearer look holy and extraordinary. In addition to him, there were two armed attendants wearing exquisite chain mail shirts, polished plate shoulders, iron gloves and covered steel helmets following behind him. Their attire was really beyond the imagination of the villagers in the remote area. If the villagers of Hewan did not all believe in their ancestral god of war, some of them would have bowed down in worship. Leo had talked with Bobak for several days and had some understanding of the religion of this world. He sat on his horse and asked condescendingly, "Are you a priest of the Church of Holy Light?" In the Imperial language, priest and father are the same word, but the people in the North believe in their ancestors and have no common knowledge about priests. The ignorant villager Ivan has no idea that the word father has a second meaning. "That's right." The short and fat priest in white robes looked up at Leo with a somewhat unhappy tone, "I am Father Lawrence of the Holy Light Church. Where is your lord? I want to talk to the lord of this place." With a height of less than meters, he seemed too short in front of the generally tall people in the North, not to mention that Leo was riding a horse. Although it was a riding horse, it was a riding horse from the North, the kind with a shoulder height of meters! Father Lawrence looked like a dwarf in front of the tall and strong Leo. That's why Father Lawrence didn't want to talk to this arrogant and rude boy. Leo jumped off his horse and said with a smile, "Since our lord is away, I will be in charge of everything." "Who are you?" Father Lawrence looked at him askance. Leo blurted out: "I am the local militia leader, justice officer, sheriff, tax collector, lord's personal guard and son-in-law - Leo Mondo." Wow, he is in charge of administration, justice, military affairs, and finance, and he is also the lord's son-in-law! Ivan, who was standing by, listened with his eyes wide open. It was the first time he had heard many new words. Father Lawrence also stood in awe, shook hands with Leo and said, "Young Mr. Mondo, I am Father Turs Lawrence, the priest of the Holy Light Church stationed in Isenbol. You can call me Father Lawrence." "Respected Father Lawrence, what brings you to my humble place?" Leo nodded and asked directly.
"The Lord of Holy Light ordered me to spread his gospel. Wherever the Lord's light shines, there must be his church." Father Lawrence smiled slightly, and a holy aura began to emanate. "Has the holy light reached here?" Leo was a little surprised. Lawrence pointed to the sun in the sky, his face unfathomable: "This is the manifestation of the Holy Light, acting on behalf of the Lord's majesty. Like me, it is also spreading his gospel." He used the Imperial Elegant Language, similar to the classical Chinese of ancient China, which was the official written language of Orantes. If Leo hadn't learned some Imperial elegant language from Olivia and the little mouse, and hadn't had a flexible mind from his previous life, he wouldn't have understood what he was saying. At least Ivan on the side seemed to understand, but he felt that Father Lawrence was dignified, mysterious and elegant, surrounded by an aura and awe-inspiring. Leo and Bobak had a brief discussion about religion. The ancestor worship of the North, the shamanism of the orcs, and the druidism of the elves all have the same goal. They are all polytheistic beliefs, highly inclusive, and can easily absorb and accept the gods and theories of other religions. However, for religious expansion, this is actually a defect to some extent, especially when facing the invasion of monotheism, it is almost fatal. Just like the ancestor worship in the North, it is loose and disorderly, lacking theoretical knowledge. Many northerners who believe in their ancestors don't mind having one more powerful god on the throne they worship, but no one is willing to share their ancestors. Based on the principle of believing in something rather than not believing in something, the pragmatic people of the North believe in the spirits of their ancestors, the wilderness demigods of the elven druids, and the elemental spirits of the orc shamans. When the faith in the God of Light from the south spread to the north, many people did not mind following suit. But no one from the North would pull their southern friends over and say, "This is my ancestor, he's so powerful! You should follow my lead and call him ancestor!" Leo, who had received nine years of compulsory education, was very familiar with these things. It was very easy for him to understand Bobak's explanation and follow his thoughts, which was why he admired him. With this knowledge as a foundation, Father Lawrence's deception is not enough. Leo smiled and said, "So, you want to build a Holy Light Church in the river bend?" "That's right." Father Lawrence smiled with satisfaction. "I came here from Isenbor under the guidance of our Lord to build a church here and spread the gospel." "But don't you have a church in Isenbor? Why did you come to the Riverbend?" Lawrence was stunned for a moment, and then said, "The priest of Isenbol Church is not me, but Father March. The Lord said that the church I am in charge of will appear here." "Then you are not a father, you are a brother." Leo said expressionlessly, "As a monk of the Holy Light, if you want to manage a church and become a priest, you need a document signed by the bishop of the diocese." In the Imperial language, priest and father have the same word, and monk and brother have the same word. According to the regulations of the Church of Holy Light, monks who want to become priests and own their own churches must undergo examination by the bishop of their diocese and sign legal documents. Of course, rules are rules, and wild chapels are still everywhere in the countryside of the Orantes Empire. This is because most of the knight lords do not understand the tricks at all and are easily manipulated by just a few words. Moreover, most of the knight lords in the south believed in the Holy Light and were too late to welcome the church. In many feudal families, the eldest son inherits the territory and the second son inherits the church. Collecting taxes twice for one territory can also strengthen the rule. Perfect! Unfortunately, this is the North, this is Leo's territory. "My brother of Holy Light, if you want to be my father, please show me your documents."