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Chapter 371 The poor monk comes from the Tang Dynasty in China (mistaken)

"Long time no see, Lord Selected."

On the prayer platform of the cathedral, the current Pope Nicholas of the Pure White Church was wearing a white sacrificial robe, a monk crown representing the pope's honor, and a scepter made of probably platinum or similar metal in his right hand. He greeted Sivi with a solemn expression on his face.

Behind him is the huge floor-to-ceiling stained glass window of the cathedral. Countless brightly colored window leaves form a huge image.

If nothing is blocking it, you can see that it is an abstract pattern of a winged portrait flying away like the sun in the sky.

However, from the perspective of Sivy, the man happened to be blocked by Nicholas. At first glance, it looked like a pair of painted wings with a Baroque style spread out from behind the old pope.

"Well, your Excellency Pope," Siwei clenched his right fist and placed it in front of his left shoulder, and gave a mage ceremony to the other party.

On both sides of the prayer table, there were several priests of young age. Judging from their clothes, the lowest-ranking Archbishop was also present.

"We know what you mean very well. The Holy See will soon send out the monks to the Angola Mountains to investigate. You will also ask your college to assist you at that time."

Nicholas casually brought Sivi's purpose for this visit, and it was obvious that he had more important things to say.

“That’s natural.”

Although Xiwei didn't want to make trouble at this time, if he turned around and left now, it would be equivalent to slapping the Pure White Church in the face. Moreover, the other party had already agreed so readily that he would make corresponding actions and showed enough respect for him. Of course, he had to show equal sincerity.

After all, if the two forces are not affiliated, and one of them always takes unilaterally without paying any price, the relationship between the two will definitely not last long.

Sivi just wanted to be an ally of the Pure White Church, not a subordinate organization.

"Actually you came at the right time. Our church just discovered an amazing fact." Nicholas said seriously: "You should have heard of the territorial plan that began five years ago, right?"

"Yeah, it was a big mess at that time..."

Sivi nodded for granted.

Territory Plan, the full name of Pan-Human Union Alliance Territory Expansion Plan.

Since the great migration, humans have lived in the Eastern Plain for generations. Today, although the land in the Eastern Plain is more than enough for residents, the newly promoted nobles have discovered that through generations, most of the land in the Eastern Plain has long been divided, and there is no room for them to intervene.

As the number of new nobles without fiefdoms increased, the conflict between this land and its owner became increasingly fierce.

Finally, an imperial emperor who could not stand the constant crying of his nobles, proposed a proposal when he participated in the King's Parliament.

‘Since all our land has been divided, wouldn’t it be enough to just get some new land?’

Therefore, based on this proposal, it was improved and initiated. The territorial expansion plan of the Pan-Human Union Alliance.

The Eastern Plains are in a very awkward geographical location.

The hills to its north are the territory of orcs. In the eastern plains, human cavalry and magicians can completely abuse orcs, but once they enter the mountains, the situation will be completely reversed.

To the south of the eastern plain is an ancient forest sea. Regardless of the forest elves who are not friendly to humans, just being the monsters in that forest sea is enough to destroy the human army seven or eight times.

The eastern plain is located at the easternmost point of the continent, and continues to the east, there is a vast sea. Some people once claimed that there was a piece of land opposite the sea. But so far, no one who dared to go out to sea to find that land was able to come back. However, many island chains have been found in the offshore sea.

But for the newly promoted nobles, it is better to say that they are exiled rather than fiefdoms...

Finally, it's the west side.

The situation on the west side is quite complicated, but in general it can also be divided into two large areas.

The northwest part is connected with the Angora Mountains, and it is like natural steps, which is called the cliff of the West. By the way, the height difference between these so-called natural steps is probably more than 100 meters...

Moreover, because all the scouts and adventurers who went to investigate were unable to come back, the Cliff of Xilu was also marked as a high-risk area. Now this area has become the location of Timothyn's Dark Alliance.

The southwest side is just a small slope desert, and other places are relatively normal - in fact, humans entered the eastern plain from this gap at that time. In the "New Era of the Holy Books" of the Holy Church, this gap leading to the eastern plain is also called the sea of ​​hope sand.

But like islands, no noble would want his fiefdom to be placed in the desert...

Because of the territorial plan, after humans and orcs fought several times and did not obtain any actual benefits, the plan was completely shelved.

"Is there any new variable now?" Sivi frowned slightly and asked Nicholas.

Nicholas nodded to the white-clothed archbishop on the right whom Sivi didn't know at all. The other party took out a roll of paper from his collar, walked up to him and held his hands together, and presented it to Sivi.

Although watching the white-clothed Archbishop who was respected outside, who was very respected by everyone, handing over something carefully like a servant could greatly satisfy his vanity, Sivi was also very clear that the more serious the other party's actions were, the more serious the matter would be.

So he also looked a little more solemn, took the parchment roll from the other party, and slowly opened it.

"This is..." Siwei widened his eyes and showed an incredible expression.

"Although the territory plan has been put on hold, because there are no explicit regulations, some superficial behaviors continue." Nicholas said slowly in Siwei's surprised gaze: "Half a year ago, several early-level magicians from the Seven Stars Mage Association were routinely patrolling the Hope Sand Sea, and a human corpse was found inside. Although the corpse was decayed due to the climate conditions of the desert, they found a map from the corpse."

He pointed to the map in Xiwei's hand: "What you are holding now is the Tuo of that map."

Although the parchment paper is very simple, it draws many graphics with great regional characteristics, and there are many lines and some strange characters on it.

This kind of word may not be seen by ordinary people in their lifetime, but magicians who have studied ancient magic books have some understanding of it - this is the language of ancient humans!

The map drawn on this parchment paper is also a map that has not been reproduced in the entire human society today, to the west of the eastern plain!

"Can you say..." Xiwei had a little guess about it in his mind.

"Yes, maybe..." Nicholas said as if he had seen through Sivi's mind, "Maybe the ancient humans were not extinct, and our compatriots still exist in Middle-earth!"
Chapter completed!
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