The priests of the Storm Temple saw the small conflict in the rear, and finally saw that the Zoroastrianism had left, they were full of disappointment.

Now they are at a disadvantage in the fight, and there are nearly a hundred people on the Zoroastrian side, and there are less than seventy people on their side.

Moreover, this place is inside the city. Although many houses have collapsed in battle, the remaining buildings and the ruins of the building will still cause great obstacles to the flow of wind, weakening at least one-third of the wind speed.

In fact, fighting with Zoroastrianism in cities is an unreasonable act.

The most powerful place for wind-type magic or magic is in plains, deserts, ice and snow, or oceans.

Of course, if the magic is strong enough to create a hurricane, that is another situation.

"What a pity, the Zoroastrianism actually endured it." A storm pastor said with great displeasure: "Is this the Zoroastrianism that is so irritable that others glar at him and are about to use force?"

The leading pastor suddenly asked back: "I remember that we are all ally with the God of Wealth."

"I remember it seems...I heard that the saints have been staying in Woking City."

As soon as these words were said, the priests around them all showed unhappy expressions.

The male priests of the Storm Temple also have a strong sense of "territory". Emma was born well, and the little princess of Holevin were very beautiful. Such a saint should have been rotten in the pot of the Storm God Cult.

But unexpectedly, it was picked by someone outside.

If Emma hadn't turned the tide some time ago and saved the Storm God Cult, Yu Jiangqing, had made great contributions and had a very high reputation, otherwise, just by staying in Wojin City every day, would have been united by other bishops to say that she would be abducted.

However, more people understand that Saint Emma ran to Woking City to stay, in her original intention to make way for the new pope to rule.

Otherwise, the power and reputation of the Saint will be stronger than that of the Pope, which will make the Pope difficult to be a human being or a good thing.

"Since it's an alliance, let the God of Wealth teach us to share the pressure."

About half an hour later, the bishop of the Storm God's Front found Kati.

The bishop is about thirty years old and is born well. When he sees Katy, he can't help but show a stunning look.

"I am one of the ten archbishops of the Storm God Cult, Ravankos." The archbishop said his purpose directly: "I need the assistance of your ancestral God Cult to help us defeat the forces here of Zoroastrianism."

Katy showed a very surprised expression: "This is your war with Zoroastrianism, it is not our business."

She thought there was something wrong with the Storm God Cult, and she didn't see them rescuing the citizens. She was very busy and had time to interfere in their nostalgia.

"But we are allies. At this time, isn't it appropriate for allies to help each other?"

If an ordinary bishop heard this, he might have to consider whether he wanted to help the people of the Storm Temple because of his alliance.

But as the Dark Consul, Katy knew Beta's relationship with the Storm Temple.

The God of Wealth and the God of Storm claimed to be indeed allies, but they signed an alliance treaty that did not attack each other.

This does not include the clause of helping defend and jointly defending the enemy.

In other words, in this case, the God of Wealth did not unite with Zoroastrianism to fight the God of Storm, and it was already fulfilling the treaty of allies.

If you help further, it will be no different from a fool.

After all, no one dares to guarantee that if they help the Storm God Cult, will they appreciate it?

It is better if you don’t appreciate it, because you are afraid that the other party will think that it is natural for the God of Wealth to help them.

The relationship between forces is much more troublesome than between people, after all, the benefits involved are too great.

"We only have a treaty of not attacking each other's ally, and no treaty of mutual assistance and defense." Katy refused the other party's request without hesitation: "We are here to save people, not to fight others."

Lavankos frowned: "Can you decide on something so important? What is your identity in the God of Wealth?"

"Your words are funny. Since you think I can't decide on such an important thing, why do you still need me to help you? Helping you has caused a war with Zoroastrianism, which is also very important."

This rebellious question immediately left Lavankos speechless. After a while, he said in anger: "On behalf of the Storm Temple, do you help me?"

"Sorry, we have no intention of intervening in your war. In contrast, saving more believers is a real thing."

Lavancos snorted and turned away.

The young bishop who had been listening to the side came over and asked with some trepidation: "Will they regard us as enemies if they refuse so hard?"

"Young people, be a person, you have to see things clearly and then be bolder." Katy smiled at him: "Even the Zoroastrianism is almost unable to resist it, how can they be enemies with us again?"

The young bishop felt that something was right and it was much easier now.

Katy looked at his back and felt that he had to suggest to Betath that these younger generations of bishops were too weak, and that when training new bishops in the future, they had to be allowed to see blood.

In the palace of Holevin, the young king asked his military minister: "How about it, how many lords are there to respond to my conscript?"

"Sixteen, and seven others have not made any statements."

"I'll write down their names for me later." The young king was extremely unhappy. He gently patted the handle of the chair: "I thought there were only one or two lords who would be ignorant of the current affairs, but I didn't expect that there were actually seven."

There was a faint sarcasm on his face: "It seems that my king is not doing majestic enough."

The king's face was a little ferocious, and the military minister below shuddered. Now he began to worry about the seven lords. He wiped his sweat and felt a little nervous, so he changed the topic and said, "Here, the gold coins agreed by the God of Wealth have been sent, and their military priest is also setting off for the royal city."

"A Pope of the Divine Church understands the political dangers better than my lords, and they don't even see it."

"Maybe it looks, but I don't care." The Minister of Military Affairs said in a low voice: "His Majesty the King, after all, these seven people are old subordinates of your father back then."

The young king sneered: "After you say this, I know which seven are there. Send a messenger to Woking City and tell Beta that if he wants a new territory, he will help me kill two of the lords... I'll see if it's true that the God of Wealth does not participate in local politics!"
Chapter completed!