"Today I stand here, with the protection of the goddess and the glory of the clan..."

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the vague figure of the old man in the photo ball. This was a demonstration device given to him by an old priest, with the inauguration procedures and speech models to be carried out later. Wang Xiaofeng could announce that he had officially obtained the leadership of the religious beliefs of the land as soon as he walked it according to the script. This power was very broad, because the Holy See was also built on the basis of the kingdom system, and the local bishops had considerable autonomy.

In history, a bishop led the believers in his jurisdiction to resist the riots of the pope rule. In the end, the bishop received reconciliation from the Holy See and returned, and he lived his old age safely in the position of the bishop. This shows the influence of the local bishop.

Dozens of girls were busy working hard to take care of Wang Xiaofeng's grand robe. Wang Xiaofeng, who was not nervous at first, was also a little nervous by this situation. Although the sweat on his forehead was hot, the sweat on his palms was a little cold.

Fortunately, Bishop Randy was entrusted by the Saint of Light to help Wang Xiaofeng preside over the ceremony. This kind old man kept teaching his experiences and experiences from the side, and there was not much trouble in these tedious steps.

"What is better for me to say?" Wang Xiaofeng asked Bishop Randy for advice carefully and gave a speech later. Below were the lords of the city and the high priest of the church. He was indeed a little stressed. The charlatan was sometimes not so good at all. Bishop Randy smiled and took a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Xiaofeng's palm. The meaning was self-evident. The old guy was prepared.

Sure enough, ginger is still the hottest, and fox is still the hottest. Wang Xiaofeng gave the old man a thumbs up, took the paper and read a few sentences first: "Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, and the light is still waving to us at the coming dawn. We gather here today to share..."

Well, is this opening remark a little bit vulgar? How can he do such vulgar things when he passes by the wind? It must be innovative and create a new pattern.

Isn’t it just a series of routines that summarize the past, think about the present, and look forward to the future. How can such a small thing stump him as the best god? Less gossip, look at your brother’s performance.

"I think the performance on the spot is better," Wang Xiaofeng returned the note to Old Randy with disgust. He glanced at the priests and girls who were ready around him, snapped his fingers, "Go!"

At this time, no less than a thousand people stood in the cathedral, from the city lords and high priests covered by the cathedral, to clergy with some prestige and qualifications, to devout believers and ascetic monks, everyone remained silent and was waiting for the arrival of the new bishop.

The red cloak, the garland on the forehead, and the white sacrificial robe were the kind-hearted look of Wang Xiaofeng after careful "dressing".

A simple wooden platform was built on the church pool, and a red carpet was laid, sprinkled with petals. If a priest stood on it, he could directly announce the "kissing the bride".

Wang Xiaofeng was a little nervous today. Even though he was attracted by the attention of the Holy Light City, he had never been so nervous. He probably felt differently, and his concept of the game world was subtly influenced and changed a little.

"Cough!" Wang Xiaofeng's light cough echoed under the dome of the cathedral. It seemed that he was the only one who existed in the silent night. There were stone men standing silently below.

"Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, and the light is still waving to us at the coming dawn. We gather here today to welcome the baptism of hope and the teachings of the goddess. We are all lucky sons who live in the light..."

It's so strange, when did you have the ability to remember everything you have. Bishop Randy's mouth twitched slightly under the platform, and this guy's performance on the spot seemed a bit "talented".

The half-hour speech made Wang Xiaofeng lose much anger and then burn his three fires. The audience below listened meticulously, showing strong adaptability and patience. Wang Xiaofeng didn't say much practical words. After reading the piece of paper Randy gave him, he organized the language a little, enriched his emotions, and told one bright travel note after another below, telling the anecdotes of heroes that exist or not.

If you read too much, it is always beneficial. You can't stop your mouth after talking like you are now.

"Cough!" Randy, who was dry-mouthed for him, whispered and told Wang Xiaofeng two words - time.

Wang Xiaofeng ignored it and continued to say to himself, "Didn't you want any speeches?" My story is rising. Since you are willing to listen, let's keep talking, and the flowers will bloom even if the sea is gone and the rocks are rotten.

After another half an hour, a city lord finally couldn't continue to endure the endless inauguration ceremony. Yagge said in a sweet voice: "Dear Bishop, the steps for inauguration are still very complicated. Should we proceed to the next step first? Listen to your guidance later."

"Oh?" Wang Xiaofeng licked the tip of his tongue, looked at the system time, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "Sorry, I saw that everyone was too kind and forgot the time when I spoke. The ceremony was simple, and my respect for the goddess was recorded in my heart, without too much etiquette expression."

Nearly a thousand people below were sweating at the same time, as if the leaders would always say "I'll say a few words" during the meeting, and the head teacher said "I'll only say five minutes". Wang Xiaofeng's everything was simple, and the inauguration ceremony ended two hours later.

Strictly following the six-hour offline standard, Wang Xiaofeng kissed the goddess's feet, and the title of local bishop above his head turned light red, which was considered to be a formal inauguration. Although the system did not open up any operating layout for him, Wang Xiaofeng had already gained some understanding of how to use his authority at this time.

In general, there is no limit. Even if Wang Xiaofeng wants to do whatever he wants, as long as he is not scolded by believers, he can rest assured.

This is a position where reputation represents everything, and it is also an era where honor is life. As long as his reputation is undefeated, there is nothing to worry about as the position of bishop.

After going offline, he was a little bored, but he could only make himself more clues after taking the role of the bishop. After taking over as the Bishop, Wang Xiaofeng began to concentrate on leveling, taking Qiuyue to soak in the underground palace of the dead every day, and the killing of monsters without seeing the sun was also a little warm and excited. Wang Xiaofeng began to delegate power intentionally or unintentionally, handing over the administrative power of the guild to several trusted confidants, causing the illusion of being exhausted.

In order to do a good job, Wang Xiaofeng is always inseparable from Qiuyue in the villa. Qiuyue supports him wherever he goes, so that Xuanxuan and others who don’t know the truth will care about it.

After a few days, Wang Xiaofeng grew a few pounds, but fortunately he had nothing to do to exercise secretly, otherwise he would definitely be "beated" by Qiuyue.

After three or five days like this, Wang Xiaofeng also handled several cathedral matters. He held the envelope about the mission of the Bear Man Tribe in his hand and did not open it. Some disharmonious sounds began to appear inside the Tiandihui.

Perhaps, it is to encourage some senior officials to take more power and seize more interests.

Wang Xiaofeng pretended to be missing, and still stayed online for six hours a day, "strictly following the doctor's advice". He spent most of his time online leveling, maintaining his level advantage, so that those who were trying to catch up later could not reach. Wang Xiaofeng was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to rectify the inside and outside of the world.

But on this day, he was found underground by Case.

"Master, Norton... His current state is a bit unstable. If your master has time, he should go over and take a look."

"I can," Wang Xiaofeng nodded. Although Case didn't say much, he could still see his slight concern. It seemed that Norton had not been able to get out of the haze since he was injured.

But what can I do if I let him go? It's just to make Norton more exciting. These days he avoided him not because he forgot his followers, but just didn't know how to face this knight who sacrificed his own sacrifice to protect himself.

Or, you should go over and take a look, which can give him some comfort and calm your mind a little.
Chapter completed!