Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

The Holy Church is divided into three factions.

Secular Church, Knights, Inquisition.

The former has the most functions and therefore assumes more social responsibilities, playing roles such as the 'Neighborhood Committee', 'Street Office' and 'Propaganda Department'.

The Holy Church in Rome has a large number of believers. It can be said that more than 80% of the people rely on religious beliefs to maintain their moral standards.

Although religion has suppressed productivity to a certain extent and blocked social progress and class reform, if used well, it can also maintain social stability.

Without the church as a tentacle that penetrates into all levels of society, the influence of the Roman royal family would not be able to penetrate into the lowest levels of society.

The Romans themselves did not think that it was a bad thing for the church to have too much control. On the contrary, they admired the church very much.

Even, a system called a support group has been developed, with a large group of single promoters.

As early as hundreds of years ago, the church discovered the power of "love to show off".

Although the Lord can unite everyone's faith, monotheism has a drawback...or a natural shortcoming.

Because human beings are not ordinary creatures. Even if they say that the Lord is supreme, in their hearts they still think that they are too far away from the Lord.

They will gradually fall in love with each other, and the church cannot stop people from customizing their own idols, so worshiping historical celebrities and living celebrities has become a social trend.

This forms various groups, which inevitably fight each other.

Later, a certain red archbishop of the Holy Church slapped his head. Since this group of people likes to engage in popularity and personality worship so much, then our church might as well launch its own project and create an official idol.

Therefore, in order to calm the disputes among believers, several girls stepped forward and chose to become idols.

This is the large-scale adjustment of the position of saint in modern times.

Different saints are able to undertake publicity duties in their respective jurisdictions, attract the attention of believers at the same time, and radiate influence across the country. Supporters spontaneously form support groups and begin to develop the subculture of 'the saints I recommend' , and its prosperity quickly reached the out-of-circle level.

Every saint needs to go through a series of internal selections from apprenticeship to formal appointment. Although it is not a commercial operation, the underlying logic is the same.

Without exception, the saints have outstanding personalities, sweet voices, and conform to public aesthetics. They are often more distinctive than Princess Dinini.

Saints are not only the church’s flagship, but also the church’s cash cow.

It is hard to imagine that the Holy Church would actually send a choir out to give a personal concert to the Holy Lady.

In fact, there are not only personal concerts, but also various peripherals, including figures, records, signed books, biographies, endorsements, and a series of commercial operations.

Not only making money, it is simply making money.

Of course, Saint Girl's business operation model is also adjusted according to her own policies and will not be consistent. If idols are too homogeneous, it will lead to proliferation.

If you like singing, go to concerts; if you want to be a star, go make movies...and there are those who are born with mysterious blessings, such as Cordelia, who can find missing cultural relics just by taking a walk, and basically dominates the news all year round. Hot search.

There is no doubt that the Saint is the traffic code and top star in Rome.

There is also competition between them.

And when two saints appear in the same jurisdiction at the same time, generally speaking, the one who is less popular will be embarrassed.

St. Louis Cathedral in the Flower Capital, a private room on the top floor, decorated with flowers, overlooking most of the city from the window.

On the seat covered with soft cushions, a young woman with long blue hair sighed: "Luo Jie, can you stop swinging around? I'm getting dizzy just looking at you."

An obviously older nun turned back to look at the woman who was speaking: "Why are you so lazy? Can you be a little more nervous and dignified?"

"Why should I be nervous?" The blue-haired woman leaned back on the chair, picked up a grape and stuffed it into her mouth: "Aren't all the appointments for today over?"

"Tomorrow, the return ceremony will be held at Notre Dame Cathedral tomorrow!" Sister Luo Jie looked depressed: "She will be canonized as an honorary saint soon."

"Yeah, I've watched the news."

"Don't you have any ideas?"

"We are all children of the Lord, and I am deeply happy that the holy things can be returned to the Church."

"That's not what I'm asking!" Sister Luo Jie said seriously: "I'm asking if you can still withstand the current pressure? Tia."

Tia Louise, who has blue hair and is known as the 'Holy Healing Spring', has been a saint for less than a year and is still relatively inexperienced.

Originally, she was just a member of the trainee saints, a substitute player who was urgently promoted after a year of review.

With Cordelia's high-profile return, her position as a substitute suddenly seemed awkward and even in danger.

As the abbess who single-handedly promoted and nurtured Tia, Sister Luo Jie would naturally feel nervous.

One saint in one Huadu district is enough... In fact, in the past six months, Tia has always been at a disadvantage compared to several other saints.

Once Tia cannot bear the pressure, she will be pushed to the edge. If she loses her status as a saint, she will have no choice but to return to the monastery, which means losing her current life and status.

And once the saint takes the position, who is willing to let it go?

Any saint would resign after completing her term.

Tia lay on the table with her cheek against her elbow, and she said softly: "My abilities have been highlighted. The church will not hide me. Even if I lose my position as a saint, I will not go back to my previous life... This point You can rest assured.”

"Have you given up competing?"

"No...you made a mistake." Tia shook her head and said, "There is a saying in the East that 'one horse takes the lead, but all horses are in vain'. This time, it is not just me who is in an embarrassing position, but also several other saints. .”

Luo Jie said: "You mean, they are in the same situation?"

"Yes, after all, Her Highness Cordelia wants to be crowned an honorary saint. How many saints in the past can win such an honor at this age? I'm afraid she is the first one since the founding of Rome." Tia said softly. : "If I wanted to compare with her at this time, I would be overestimating my abilities. But because of this... the gap between me and several other saints seems not worth mentioning."

She lightly shrugged: "Look at her achievements, and then look at ours... This is no longer the same level, so I have nothing to stress about."

Sister Luo Jie sighed: "It's okay if you think so; the position of a saint is usually not taken away. I'm more worried that you can't stand it and choose to give up."

"No." Healing Holy Spring said resolutely: "When I left the monastery and came to this big city and saw it, I had already made up my mind that even if I die, I will be buried here. Under the church...the former monastery is not even qualified to be my tomb."

I have seen the bitter cold and clean cultivation in the women's monastery, and then look at the life today.

How could she let go? This was a status and position she had gained with great difficulty.

These words are not like the words that a saint should say, but they are the words from her heart. Even if they are superficial, they are superficially true.

Sister Luo Jie nodded: "You should have a good rest today and prepare yourself energetically for tomorrow's major ceremony. This may also be your first meeting with the former saint, and it is still a major occasion. Nothing can happen." Mistakes."

"Yeah, I know." Tia nodded lightly.

Sister Luo Jie put down a bottle of medicine: "This is a blood-tonifying medicine made from dragon's blood grass. You drank too much in one go last time, so I can only give you one bottle... You cannot abuse your miracles and must be strict." Control the number of times, understand?"

"I know." Tia waved her hand perfunctorily.

The nun touched her hair, turned and exited the room.

In the private room, the healing saint picked up the blood tonic and lay on the bed with the back of her hand against her forehead. Then she raised her hand and looked at the fresh wound on her palm. She scratched the wound with her nails. Waves of pain made her squint. He raised his eyes and his shoulders twitched slightly.

She was already used to the pain.

The feeling brought by pressing the wound is a habitual stimulation.

The pain from the wound makes people feel alive.

She turned over and sat up, unscrewed the cap of the blood tonic bottle, poured out one-tenth of it, and then poured wine into the goblet. Red and purple mixed together, exuding a charming aroma.

She picked up the fruit knife and added another knife to the original wound. After the cut, blood oozed out.

"hiss……"

Taking a breath of cool air, three drops of blood from her palm fell into the cup and mixed with the wine and potion. For a moment, the charming wine aroma seemed to be several times mellower.

Just one breath makes you drunk.

She put down the fruit knife and was about to get the glass of wine when she saw the glass disappearing from the spot.

Under the dusk of the setting sun, a figure sat on the windowsill, holding a goblet in his left hand and shaking it gently, putting it under his nose and sniffing.

"Like 82 Lafite..."

At the same time as she heard the man's voice, Tia sat up from the bed, held the fruit knife, and at the same time picked up the sheets to wrap her body with only a thin nightgown: "Who are you? How dare you break into the cathedral and enter me bedroom!"

"Don't be nervous, Your Highness the Saint..." The young man raised his wine glass to cover the setting sun, revealing a handsome face from the east: "I just came to say hello."

"Whoever you are, get out of here or I will call the guards immediately."

"Won't you stop shouting when I leave?"

"It depends."

"You can shout." The young man raised his head and took a sip from the wine glass, exhaling some of the alcohol: "But in this case, I can't guarantee whether your little secret will be leaked."

Tia said with an indifferent expression: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"I didn't expect that Her Royal Highness the Saint with the 'Holy Healing Spring' actually has no ability to heal others." Bai Yu said to himself.

He shook the wine glass and looked at the blue-haired woman through the glass: "If this matter spreads, it will be very serious, right?"

The lines are very villainous and very professional.

Tia's fingers froze slightly, but she still acted as if nothing had happened: "If you want to spread these rumors, just feel free to do so."

"Whether it is a rumor or not, you know in your heart." Bai Yu stared at her straightly: "Your ability is in this glass of wine, I have already tasted it."

"I……"

"You can pretend to be crazy, but I don't have the patience to keep going in circles with you." Bai Yu walked down from the window sill, put down his wine glass, and walked up to the saint. His gaze was condescending: "Your Highness, you don't want your secret to disturb anyone. Everyone knows, right?”