Luo Wei maintained the pride and dignity befitting a royal princess: "First of all, the Misty Plains is not under the jurisdiction of the Western Church."
"Secondly, in our Misty Plains, politics and religion are unified. The royal family mbers are priests of the gods. We worship deities, not humans. I hope you can respect our beliefs and traditions."
When composing these words, Luo Wei drew inspiration from the priestly system of ancient Babylon.
According to the Code of Hammurabi, "All priests are guardians of the king, the king's children, or the queen and her children," and the king is God's spokesperson, with divine and inviolable royal authority.
If she wanted to establish a nation in the Misty Plains, she must keep divine authority in her own hands.
She would not allow anyone to preach and establish another church in her territory, dividing her authority.
Only the power system in the Code of Hammurabi was most similar to the ancient Chinese concepts of "Heaven-Human Unity" and "Divine Right of Kings," so Luo Wei instinctively imitated it.
"Sir Knight, I suggest you first consult His Highness the Prince's opinion, then co back to tell your thoughts. What do you think?"
"Well..." Bruce hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, "Alright, I'll go ask."
He turned around, gave Antoine a look to keep an eye on these two people, then quickly walked toward the carriage at the center of the square.
"Your Highness!"
"What is it? Speak."
Bruce frowned and said: "Those two claim to be from the Misty Plains, and the young lady appears to be a royal princess of the Misty Plains."
"She says their country unifies politics and religion, with the royal family serving as priests of the gods, so they worship deities rather than humans."
The carriage was quiet for a mont. After about ten seconds, the Cardinal's gentle and lodious voice spoke again: "If they don't wish to worship, so be it. Tell everyone that the Western Church welcos guests from afar, and they may do as they please."
"Yes!"
Bruce quickly returned to Luo Wei and Troy, raising his voice to announce: "By decree of His Highness the Prince, the Western Church welcos guests from afar, therefore you two are exempt from the kneeling ceremony!"
Bruce's voice was loud and clear - everyone in the square heard it distinctly.
The crowd imdiately showed expressions of reverence and adoration: "His Highness is so kind to forgive their sins."
"Yes, His Highness is truly wonderful!"
"His Highness is a good person, so tolerant of us too!"
"Prince Alfred is the most benevolent to followers among the nine princes, how fortunate we are to see him!"
These commoners prostrated themselves deeply, trembling with excitent at being bathed in the noble radiance of the church prince.
Bruce was very satisfied with everyone's reaction and said to Luo Wei and Troy: "You two, His Highness invites you to make yourselves at ho. We'll be taking our leave now."
"Thank you," Luo Wei nodded slightly.
Bruce and Antoine mounted their horses and returned to the carriage's side.
The ivory carriage slowly crossed the square, passing in front of Luo Wei and entering the largest street in the Magic Beast Town, heading toward the mayor's manor in the western part of town.
As it passed Luo Wei, the nearly transparent glass window of the carriage opened slightly, and a handso face cast a gentle glance in her direction.
The face wasn't elderly - rather plain features that combined to create a unique charm, like a well-aged wine exuding a rich aroma from years of maturation.
He wore heavy garnts and an excessively ornate crown, yet his superior bone structure easily carried such weight.
Brilliant red gems were inlaid in the golden crown with its pointed spiral patterns, which contrasted with his smooth skin as white as jade. His deep navy blue eyes were like a calm and gentle lake, seemingly containing infinite tolerance.
As the carriage drove away and people in the square got up, the impact of that face still lingered in Luo Wei's mind.
After a while, she turned to ask Troy: "Was he trying to use his looks to charm ?"
Troy: "???"
Although he usually wouldn't, this ti he couldn't help but contradict his employer.
"Prince Alfred is over eighty years old now. I don't think soone his age needs to use their looks to manipulate others."
"Over eighty!" Luo Wei stood frozen in shock, "That face doesn't look over eighty at all!"
He looked forty at most.
"Church mbers are very good at maintaining their appearance, and mages age more slowly and live longer than ordinary people."
"How much longer?"
Troy thought for a mont and said: "The current Pope of the Church is a Senior Mage who is one hundred and fifty-seven years old. I hear he's still energetic and can handle many church affairs every day."
"Prince Alfred is one of the younger Cardinals among the nine. He also has great magical talent. He reached Interdiate Mage level at sixty, and will probably beco a Senior Mage in another decade or so. He's a strong candidate for the next Pope."
The more Luo Wei listened, the stranger it seed. She suddenly turned to Troy: "Troy, tell honestly, how old are you?"
Troy looked confused: "Twenty-three, didn't you already know that?"
"You're only twenty-three and you're already an Interdiate Magic Swordsman? Do you expect to believe that?"
Looking at how people treated Interdiate Magic Swordsn, and the ages of other magic swordsn and mages, Troy's age and level seriously didn't match!
"Besides, Interdiate Magic Swordsn are rare, and you said you previously worked in the Arvic Royal Palace. How could you be so unknown that even that knight couldn't guess your identity?" Luo Wei expressed deep doubt.
Troy felt wronged: "I was only an Interdiate Swordsman when I was at the Arvic Palace, so of course no one would know ."
Luo Wei found it even more unbelievable: "You were just a swordsman then? So you broke through to Interdiate Magic Swordsman in three years, advancing one level each year. Do you think I'm that gullible?"
"I'm not lying to you," Troy's forest-green eyes were full of sincerity. "I broke through to Advanced Swordsman the day I escaped, then I hid in the Plague Forest for a year and beca a Magic Swordsman."
"After becoming a Magic Swordsman, I originally planned to escape to the Wastes, but was discovered while boarding a ship. I fled into the Magic Beast Mountains and hid there for a year and a half, then beca an Interdiate Magic Swordsman."
After reaching Interdiate Magic Swordsman level, he felt secure enough and made his way to Siria through various routes.
Luo Wei was full of admiration: "Troy, you must have been the male protagonist in so male-oriented novel before!"
"What male protagonist?" Troy didn't understand.
"Nothing, just saying you're lucky." Luo Wei's face twisted with envy.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. From Troy's perspective, wasn't she just a lucky encounter who provided him money and resources?
No no no, she couldn't think that way or bla heaven and people.
In so ways, Troy being frad, hunted, forced to flee, and ending up penniless when she found him ant he was the lucky encounter heaven prepared for her.
Heaven had tempered him into an Interdiate Magic Swordsman, perhaps waiting for her to pick up this equipnt!
Looking at it from this angle certainly made her feel much better.
Luo Wei patted Troy's shoulder encouragingly: "Keep up the good work, you'll get everything you want!"
Troy watched her expression change back and forth in confusion, thinking only that a woman's mind was truly hard to fathom.
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