Vol 5 Chapter 12: Stigma

Lisa looked at Ace and smiled. She remembered her fear when she was betrayed, her despair when she was humiliated, and remembered the disbelief, surprise, and grievance when she saw Ace, she whispered: "I can't go back. , Mr. Cat, I will never go back. I am afraid that there is no place for me except you. I can only see the moonlight where you are."
Ace heard that Lisa seemed to have something to say. Seeing that Lisa didn't want to elaborate, he didn't force it, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, then do it, Sister Lisa, this will always be your home."
Lisa nodded and said with a smile, "My priest is obedient."
Half a month passed quickly, and Ace had recruited a group of literate and kind people as monks and nuns in the old street.
After he was promoted to the first level through the Tao of Heart and Fire, his spirit was overclocked and he could use various magical methods, making it easier to discern people's hearts.
In order to unite people's hearts, Ace quietly used magic to "turn mud into stone" at night to speed up the construction of the church. In only half a month, a four-story simple church has been formed. In addition to the main body of the church, the bungalows in the backyard of the church are also All repairs are complete.
After regaining his magical ability, Ace used fate silk thread as a spellcasting material in the church every night, and began to arrange a complex magic circle, which is spread throughout the church. Its function is to gather the power of fate and condense it to Above the church altar.
At the bottom of the altar, Ace buried a volume of fate script. The whole old street is the stage of this fate drama. All the people on the old street are actors on the stage. They will slowly be led by Ace Change and finally complete this complex magic circle.
"Late night, is the best time, we will eventually complete this scene, the power of fate gathered will complete the call to magic circle."
His eyes were deep and he looked up at the dome of the church, his eyes seemed to penetrate the dome, through the night sky, through the world, and toward the upper level of the star realm.
Early the next morning, Ace was leading the monks, nuns and orphans to Mass. At this moment, a knight in full armor riding a white horse appeared at the door of the church. The monks quickly reported Ace, and Ace walked out the door. The knight had just taken off his helmet, and his golden hair was rolled up high. It was Jamila.
She is wearing a full body armor of the Holy Light, holding a can-shaped helmet, and a long sword hanging from her waist, looking majestic and heroic.
Seeing Ace, who was wearing a black priest's robe and a dome hat, Yamila's eyes lit up and she performed a chivalry ceremony and said: "Starry knight Yamira, served as the deacon of St. Ivan Cathedral Order, come and assist the priest in the Diocese of Old Street."
Ace walked forward with a smile, gave Jamila a hug, and led her into the domed hall of the church.
The Holy Light Church prohibits idolatry. Their common sacred representative is a sun relief. Ace led everyone in the church to continue the Mass. After the whole ceremony, he said before the sun relief:
"Today is the day when our church is completed. Our church is a church in the old street district, but we are not only the spiritual leader of the old street, but also the guardian and operator of the old street."
Ace showed everyone an appointment document for St. Ivan’s Cathedral and two royal authorization documents, and then said:
Our church also shoulders the responsibility of leading the residents of the old streets to material and spiritual prosperity and protecting their lives and property. All of this points to a goal, which is to make the residents happy, so I propose that our new church should be called Lafmey Church."
Many people were at a loss and didn't seem to know what Rafme meant. Only Lisa explained in a low voice, "Rafme is a country of happiness living in the clouds in ancient legends. It is said that people living there have no disputes, and there is no end to eating. Bread and cheese, the river is full of sweet wine."
Everyone took a breath, and couldn't help but envy this fairytale country.
Ace continued: "Lisa said a lot. Our church is called by this name. I just want to build the old street into a love wheat on the ground. I have always believed in such a thing. Only a clean soul and only a pure and righteous person can build it. Only a truly happy country can make the people feel safe, faithful, and prosperous.
Our old street should be such a district where everyone can use their wisdom and hard work to get rich through ethical and legal channels, and they can help each other and build a beautiful community.
I have always had the dream that everyone can get a better life through hard work, and people must achieve prosperity through their own hard work, courage, creativity, and determination, instead of relying on privileges and privileges. .
We, Lafmey Church, have the missionary power granted by the Holy Light in the Old Street community, the tax package and jurisdiction granted by the royal family. I am the priest of Lafmey Church. Now I announce the internal organizational structure and future goals of our church.
Under the priests, three deacon offices are established, namely, the government affairs office, the church office, and the adjudication office. The Deacon’s Office is responsible for managing all government affairs in the entire old street, including public security; the Deacon’s Office will train 30 templars, who will also become a group of templars, and be responsible for the safety of the entire old street. The ruling deacon’s office is a religion. The court will decide all large and small cases according to the "Old Street Diocese Letter"..."
Ace then appointed Lisa as the interim government deacon, Jamila as the deacon of the temple and the head of the Templar regiment, and he also served as the deacon of the ruling.
In the afternoon of the same day, all the believers in the old street were gathered to the church. Almost all of them came because Ace promised that everyone who came would receive a bag of barley. In the face of the believers, Ace still read his opinion The residents just looked at the governance concept of the old street coldly.
They have experienced too much. Many rulers sounded good on the surface, but in fact, there will be no change. It was not until the release of Barley that everyone’s faces really smiled. Together with Barley is the "Credit to the Old Street Sub-Diocese" , Everyone has listened to the letter and received a bag of barley after pressing their fingerprints.
Jamila looked at the crowd, frowning slightly. She saw the distrust of the people, and found Ace in the evening and expressed her concern.
Ace looked at Yamila with a loving gaze and said: "You are destined to be a qualified king, and you will become a true king of righteous people, because you have really noticed the true thoughts of the people, and have not been immersed in illusion. .
We eliminated the Maien Gang and obtained the rule of the Old Street through legal means, but for the residents of the Old Street, it does not mean that we are much better than the Maien Gang.
Because we are just saying that apart from one person giving out a bag of barley, we didn't do more to benefit the people. People naturally wait and see. We need to do more to make the residents of the old street trust us instead of waiting. "
Yamila’s beautiful blue eyes were a little confused. She sighed and said,
I really want to make the residents happy, but I know that just maintaining good order will not make the residents happy. It’s just to ensure their safety. How should we make them feel happy?"
Ace, dressed in a black priest's robe and wearing a black dome hat, stood and touched the top of Yamila's head, and solemnly said: "My future king, you have already begun to think and learn how to rule. The old street is you. The best experience, let us find the answer together.
In the Kingdom of Hill and the entire continent, it is not easy to ensure the safety of residents. If we can ensure safety and act just and fair, we can create a kind, diligent, and intelligent person who will be evil, lazy, and camp. The environment of punishment does not require us to do other things. In this good social environment, capable people will continue to create wealth and society will prosper rapidly.
What we need to do is to create a fair and just social environment and protect people's rights to life, property and education. "
Jamila was surprised when she heard this statement for the first time. She was keenly aware of Ace's unfinished words, and humbly asked Ace for advice. The two kept talking about the moon high, and then they ate together. separate.
After Jamila was asleep, Ace quietly appeared in the church wearing a cloak, standing quietly in the center of the church, carefully manipulating the threads of fate, and outlined the magic circle.
This magic circle is extremely complicated, and it is very reluctant for the first-level life Ace, and can only complete a small part every day.
The scroll of the script he buried under the altar has gradually gathered the power of fate. Ace said softly: "The dice has been thrown, just waiting for the chess piece to move. When I can call the body, it is when the curtain opens. ."
Time passed quickly. After selecting the templars and putting the temple on the right track, Jamila followed Ace’s instructions to determine disputes over the territory, whether it was a neighborhood dispute or a fight, or Yamila gradually became familiar with how to make judgments when the vendors used shoddy, even malicious robbery and murder.
Don't care about your own likes and dislikes, and simply proceed from the law and evidence. I would rather let a bad person go than wronged a good person.
All these rules made Yamila a treasure. Under the influence of Ace, she gradually had her own governance logic and principles. After that, Ace asked Yamira to assist Lisa in handling administrative affairs and learn how Managing subordinates, her ruling experience and ability have rapidly improved.
Although the old street is small but it has all the internal organs, even because of the tax package, the governance of the whole old street is self-contained, which is more suitable for Yamila’s training. This makes her change quickly and is participating in the old street church school and the old street market. Wait for the government affairs to mature rapidly.
Ace didn't use his own knowledge to invent and create, he just quietly built a safe, stable, fair, and mobile social environment, quietly waiting for the transformation of the old street and Yamila.
Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. When the two were alone, Jamila looked at Ace in admiration and said to Ace in admiration:
"Mr. Cat, you are a rare talent in a century. In just half a year, the social atmosphere in the entire old street has been greatly reversed. All the unhealthy tendencies in the past have been eliminated. Many habitual offenders are also suffering under the labor reform and the educated by the monks To change the past, we have really created a social atmosphere of kindness, integrity, and mutual assistance.
And the residents have indeed gradually trusted us bit by bit. Our Loughmey Church has a fair ruling and a strict governance. After the establishment of the Old Street Market, the residents will gradually have enough food and clothing. In a few years, our residents here will definitely be able to rest. Eat white bread and occasionally meat.
Thank you for all this. I decided to participate in the election of kings. I will pray for the blessing of the holy sword tomorrow. If I can become a king, I must implement your ruling philosophy, let a clean soul rule this country, and make every effort to create a safe and just for the people. , Good social environment. "
Ace smiled and nodded to Yamila. He had heard the music of fate, felt Yamila’s heart, and saw the power of fate surging on Yamila. The power was even stronger, no doubt Ya Mila's six months in the old street gave her a stronger personality of fate.
"I will not predict, but I believe that you are a true righteous person. You have also seen your growth in the old street for half a year. You will become a true righteous king, so that the entire Kingdom of Hill will be transformed, and you will have a good rest tomorrow. Go to the palace, I am waiting for your good news."
There was no word for a night. Early the next morning, Ace stood on the top of the church steeple, looking at the figure of Jamila going away. He leaped, and the black priest's robe was hunting. He landed gently and walked to the people who were leaving. Before him: "Lisa, inform all the residents of the old street that the church will hold a big mass to pray for Jamila."
The deacon office is very efficient. In less than an hour, almost three thousand residents of the old street arrived. Looking at the people in the large square in front of the church, Ace held the grand mass ceremony solemnly.
The altar in the church was slowly lifted out, and the magic circle composed of dense fate threads was stimulated by Ace at this moment, and the magic power slowly moved, accompanied by people’s devout prayers to the altar. The script has reached the last line~EbookFREE.me~ Ace bowed in prayer, chanting the call, and waiting for the completion of the screenplay.
If someone could see the scroll under the altar, they suddenly found that the last sentence read, "Everyone in the old street celebrated Mass in the square. Jamila was blessed by the Holy Sword and formally joined the War of the King’s Election. Priest Kran’s calling magic circle finally excitation."
The strong power of destiny and faith converge with the thread of fate to the altar that was transformed by Ace. The faith has been cut off and becomes a signal amplifier, trying to link the body of the Kaya world.
In the Hill Palace, Jamila smoothly saw the holy sword, which was a pure sword of light inserted in a withered giant tree, with a soft and bright light.
Jamila knelt slowly, clasped her hands tightly, and prayed softly.
The brilliance of the holy sword slowly bloomed, and a brilliant brilliance flew out from the holy sword and turned into a sword-shaped stigma, engraved on Jamila’s left hand. There is no doubt that she became a participant in the King’s War, the Grand Duke of Münster. Recording Yamila's information on file, frowning.
"Is it a candidate for the king from the church? It's really a headache."