Last Totem Novel - Chapter 197
Chapter 197 Feng Ci
It was a windy and beautiful day, and the blue sky was clear. Occasionally, a few white clouds floated past.
In the afternoon, bright sunlight shone on the greatest city in human history-the Eternal City.
From afar, magnificent buildings rose from the ground and were bathed in a faint golden light. Above the city, five islands were quietly floating thousands of meters high in the air.
The Eternal City in the afternoon was bustling and quiet, crowded and tidy.
At this moment, a distinguished guest was greeting him on the second height of the floating island, the Divine Granted Land.
A small airship slowly descended and stopped on the lawn surrounded by flowers and bushes. After a discouraging sound, the cabin door flipped upwards and a girl wearing a white robe with delicate facial features walked out. Twelve tall guards wearing black power armor followed closely behind.
At this time, the afternoon sun shone directly on the black iron skull cross on the chest of the power armor, and it instantly shone brightly, dazzling and dazzling. Judging from the design and logo, this was the exclusive psionic power armor of the Iron Guards of the Temple, the Dark Golden Blazing Sun. It was an upgraded version of the second generation psionic power armor, the Blazing Sun, customized by the Temple, and possessed extremely strong defensive capabilities.
After getting off the airship, the girl looked around. Then, she led the twelve iron guards along the exquisite white slate road and walked towards the east. At this moment, the Land of God was as quiet as ever. The iron guards’ boots were pressed against the stone slab, and a faint crack could be heard.
The apron was located at the center of the island, and to the north was the Holy Sword Cemetery, the Temple and Notre Dame’s Sleeping Grounds; To the south was the “World Council Hall”, the highest governing body of the Silver City world; To the west was the Moon Prayer Temple, the headquarters of Notre Dame; To the east was the Sun Temple, the headquarters of the Temple.
A moment later, a large building appeared in front of the girl. Looking up, the building was rectangular with a flat triangle at the top. It had a height of more than 100 meters, a length of more than 1,000 meters, and a width of more than 300 meters.
This was the legendary Sun Temple, the headquarters of the Temple. The girl walked all the way through dozens of Roman stone pillars that were hugged by eight people and directly entered the temple. The guards in the past nodded their heads in salute. The girl rushed in and arrived in front of a giant statue that was more than 80 meters tall.
Looking up, the statue was armored and shielded, looking into the distance with a dignified and solemn expression. This was the statue of Sun God Saul, the only true god that the Temple believed in. Interestingly, Sun God Saul was a woman in ancient myths, but this statue was male.
The girl faced the statue, placed her hands piously on her chest, and bowed. At the same time, the twelve iron guards knelt down neatly towards the statue with a whoosh. Their left hand naturally dropped, their right hand touched their chest, and they bowed piously.
At the end of the ceremony, the girl extended her hand and pointed. The iron guards immediately spread out in pairs and stood on both sides of the statue. The girl made a “stand-by” gesture and walked into the depths of the Sun Temple alone. Not long after, she arrived in front of an arched wooden door and lightly rang the bronze bell beside the door.
“Please come in.” A deep voice came from the room.
The girl pushed open the door and walked in. This was a small study. There was a thick red carpet on the floor. There were all kinds of books scattered on the red carpet. In the middle was a small desk. On the desk was an ancient oil lamp and a can of ink. There was a long feather in the can.
At this moment, a vigorous, white-robed, red-robed old man was standing in front of a small book, reading a letter. When he raised his head to see the person clearly, he immediately revealed a kind smile, opened his arms to welcome him, and then gently embraced the other party.
“My little princess, my pride, my granddaughter, why are you here?” The old man looked at the girl dotingly and asked with a smile.
“Grandfather ~ Didn’t you call me here?” The girl said coquettishly.
“Oh” The old man patted his forehead and said, “Look, I forgot.” If ordinary people were here at this moment, they would definitely be shocked. He would never have imagined that this forgetful old man in front of him was the most powerful man in the world today. He was the actual leader of the two strongest forces of humanity, the Temple Crusaders and the Dawn Expeditionary Army, and the current Pope of the Temple, Saint Augustus Modleton.
This small, even messy, study room was the Pope’s office today. In this small room of less than eight square meters, a decision that would shake the world would come out at any moment. Strangely, successive papal dynasties seemed to have little desire for office space, and the upper echelons of Notre Dame, who knew this, often jokingly called it “the coachman’s cabin” in private.
“Come, look at this.” As the old man spoke, he handed the letter in his hand to the girl. The latter took it over and looked at it for a while. There were three proposals written on it, namely, “Restore the identity of an insecticide in all respects”, “Restore the development and production of mechanical power armor in all respects”, and “Stop all cleansing of minority infidels”.
“This is an old question that the Central Continent raises every year. According to past practice, we usually reject it. However, the situation this year is somewhat different. Their investment in planar warfare has increased by a large margin, so we must make some concessions.” The old man explained from the side.
The girl pondered for a moment and said, “The first item definitely won’t work, and the third item won’t work either …” Then let’s open the second item only to a limited extent.
“However, restoring the production of Mechanical Power Armor will reduce the status of Psionic Adepts.” The old man reminded.
“So it’s limited openness ~” The girl raised a finger as white as an onion and added, “We only allow one company to produce, such as Great Wall. Their products are of low quality and pose little threat.”
“Mm” The old man pondered for a while and said, “This plan is good, but if only one company is allowed to produce, other companies will be affected …” After thinking for a while, he said, “How about this, we open production rights to all companies, but limit their output?” After saying that, he returned to the small desk, picked up the quill, stained it with ink, and began to calculate on the paper. A moment later, he raised his head and said to the girls, “Worldwide, the total output is 3,000 copies per year, and the specific quota will be decided by the World Parliament.”
In an instant, a decision to change the structure of the world was made in the seemingly casual conversation between grandfather and grandson. The resumption of production of the Mechanical Power Armor signifies the rise of the traditional evolvers as well as some insecticides …
After discussing the matter, the old man poured a glass of juice for his granddaughter. The latter took the juice, gently swept away the things on the small desk, and then sat down. At a glance, under the round/curved buttocks was a bill “on the award of honorary noble titles to commoners for life”.
“My little princess, is it delicious?” The old man looked at her kindly and asked kindly.
Granddaughter pouted, “Acid, not delicious. I want to drink ice crystal fruit wine …”
The old man rubbed his hands and said somewhat embarrassedly, “Ah … you drank all of the items in the inventory …” At this moment, he was no longer the Pope of the Temple, but an ordinary old man who doted on his granddaughter.
“It’s boring ~” The girl sighed with disappointment.
“Oh, right …” At this moment, the old man seemed to remember something. He hurriedly took out a red silk-bound scroll from his robe and handed it over with a fawning smile. “This is your birthday present this year.”
The girl casually took the scroll and lazily looked at it. However, not long after, her expression gradually became serious as she stared at the contents of the scroll with wide eyes, as if not a single word could be left out. This was no ordinary scroll, but a deed made of abyssal leather. There were three names written on it: Silver City No. 36, Atlantic City, Desert Stronghold No. 5, Tyre Stronghold, and Abyssal Stronghold, Meditator Stronghold. After a while, she jumped down from the desk and looked at the old man. She asked in disbelief, “Are they all mine?”
The old man nodded. The girl immediately jumped into the old man’s arms like a cheerful bird. She hugged his neck and said, “Thank you, grandfather.”
“Atlantic City was originally your mother’s fief. You are the legal successor. However …” The old man paused for a moment and his expression turned serious. “According to the usual practice, after inheriting the mother’s fief, your mother’s surname must be added to your name-Mordleton.”
“Hello, respected sir.” The girl smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder. Then, she put on an act and introduced herself, “My name is Yoga Lombar Mordleton, the granddaughter of the Pope and the lord of Atlantic City.”
The old man helplessly held his granddaughter’s hand and shook it symbolically. The little dignity that he had managed to squeeze out instantly vanished.
“The results you achieved last year were unanimously acknowledged by the old fellows. Today, on behalf of the Council of Elders, I will grant you the two strongholds and the surrounding lands. This is both a benefit and a responsibility.” The old man said earnestly, “Develop well and strive to become the third female pope in the history of the Temple.”
However, the other party seemed to be completely ungrateful and shouted, “I want Dawn Stronghold.”
“The time has not come” The old man waved his hand and said, “If we want more territory, the elders will accuse us of favoritism.” He stroked his granddaughter’s waterfall-like silver hair and continued, “As long as you manage it properly, these three territories will allow you to develop quickly.”
“Alright.” The girl answered obediently.
Half an hour later, she stood up and bid farewell. Then, she led the twelve iron guards out of the Sun Temple. In the airship, she couldn’t wait to dial Eva Green’s assistant’s video communication. The first thing she opened her mouth to say was, “Help me check. Am I really Auguste’s granddaughter?”
“What’s the matter?” Eva asked with concern.
“He stuffed me with three big baggages …” Yoga Lombar scratched his hair irritably and said in an intensified tone, “It’s all for burning money!”