"Yes, high priest."

"Hehehe..." The high priest smiled, "Is it so direct?"

"I feel that at this time, we need to be direct. This is what I ask of my subordinates. In my team: keep secrets overnight."

This was actually a tradition between Dis and Karen: in the Immelais house, secrets never stayed overnight.

There is no need for two people to guess at each other and misunderstand each other, and then regret it in the end.

"This is a good habit." The high priest stood up slowly, "Foden and the others don't have this habit."

The high priest meant something, which shows that the high priest was not unaware of Foden's intentions and plans.

But the question is, since he has noticed it, why doesn't he solve it? Instead, he forcibly recruits the power of the temple to protect and implement his will.

"Can you answer my questions, High Priest?"

The high priest walked up to Karen and said, "Ask."

"Why did you order the Garden of Life to withdraw its troops? It is simply impossible for an order of knights to stop the return of those three people. Moreover, there is a high probability that some minor gods will return together from the rear."

"Removing the two knights first is just a prelude. I don't intend to keep the last knights there. I will order them all to be withdrawn."

"You're not going to stop it?"

"Because I suddenly realized that there is no point in blocking. Some things are bound to happen, so there is no need to spend too much energy to intervene. It is better to save some energy and use it elsewhere.

You have come back just in time. I have already sent invitations to the temples of Samsara and Moon God through the Temple of Order. Of course, I have also sent invitations to the temples of other orthodox religions.

Chatting and talking with their sects can sometimes be difficult, because not all religious sects are like our Cult of Kosmos. The words of the high priest really work.

I plan to drink tea and smoke cigars there with their elders, the real power holders, and enjoy the grand scene of the return of the gods.

I think it will definitely be beautiful.

I believe more that you can arrange it well, right?"

"I can make arrangements according to your decree. After all, as a priest of order, it is the right thing to obey the high priest's decree." Karen paused, "But I also want to know who is issuing the decree to me now.

The Great Priest, is he the Great Priest that I trust and recognize?"

"Trust is understandable and recognized?" Norton looked at Karen's face, "Why, do people in the position of high priest still need to be reviewed by Karen?"

"There is no legal procedure, but everyone has his own evaluation system in his heart."

"No, that's not the case. Otherwise, you would first ask me if I am me, and then ask me about the withdrawal. In fact, you don't care too much about whether I am me. What you care about is whether I, the great priest, will

Go in the direction you want."

Karen nodded: "You are right."

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"No, not at all, because this direction is what you brought to me and what you brought to everyone around you. We follow you because we recognize your direction."

"Then it doesn't matter if I'm here or not?"

"If you are gone and we disperse, then the direction you are looking for for us is too vulgar and ridiculous."

"You know, I like the feeling of talking to you." Norton walked towards the wall, where there were magnificent murals. "I can answer your second question now. I am still not Norton."

Karen turned around, faced the back of the high priest, and waited quietly for the answer.

"I originally thought that I could suppress Him; I originally thought that I could be that exception; I was very confident, very confident, especially after seeing the man on Mink Street, my self-confidence was further strengthened.

I am Norton and he is Dees. There is no reason why I can't do what Dees can do.

Taking ordinary people as the starting point, step by step, trample the lofty divine veil under your feet and tell them: you are not noble.

I have always been alert to the return of our Lord, but I have never dared to forget that the one who will suddenly have more powerful power during this time period, I am already prepared to resist Him.

But in the end, all my preparations turned into a joke..."

The huge mural in front of Norton suddenly began to change. Originally, the three murals told the story of Tiranus gaining insights from the God of Order, establishing the Cult of Kosmos, and drafting "Symmetra". Now, all of them are

Integrate into one.

On a huge cross, Tiranus was nailed to it, and blood flowed out from below. He was enduring endless torture.

"Click..."

"Look at me, Karen."

The sound did not come from the mouth of the high priest, but the mural moved, and the sound came from the image of Tiranus in the mural.

Karen looked at the mural, and this was almost made clear.

Tiranus in the mural continued: "I have been a little absent-minded these days because I still can't accept that I have failed so completely. You know, I now feel that I, Norton, have lived like a human being.

A joke."

"At least...you still think you are Norton."

Tiranus said: "No, there is no more Norton."

immediately,

The high priest turned around, looked at Karen, and said seriously:

"I am...Tiranus."

…

Whip of Order headquarters, whip bearer's office.

There were two glasses of smoothie placed in front of Foden, one for himself and one for the person opposite.

The other party asked curiously: "Isn't there cold poison in the body of the whip wielder, but he still stays in such a cold environment and still eats this?"

Foden smiled and said: "Because I am happy."

"hapiness?"

"Because I no longer have the energy or opportunity to attack the fragments of the godhead, unlike you."

"Actually, there's not much difference. Aren't we just sitting here eating smoothies with you, the whip holder?"

"Hehe, yes."

…

Office of the War Council.

"Would you like to take a look?" Creed handed a document to the elder standing next to him.

"I won't read it, I don't understand it. I will just stand here and not interfere with your work."

"I'm afraid you'll be too bored."

…

Forbidden space.

"You can tell me which artifact you like, elder, and I will have it sent to your star."

"Isn't this appropriate?"

"There's nothing inappropriate. Just treat it as a security fee for you."

…

Similar situations are happening around bosses in many important departments.

Even Karen can be assigned a Rohan to monitor, let alone Foden and the others.

However,

Letting the temple monitor them is really looking down on the temple and looking down on them.

In this world, fists can solve many things, but not everything can be solved with fists.

On the shadow level, groups of knights from knights outside of Da'an's responsibility were entering the Dingge area wearing ordinary divine robes, and then went to various secret distribution points in batches to receive their equipment.

With the Holy See as the center, personnel at various joints began to adjust their shifts.

More countless detailed actions, like the toppling of dominoes, are being carried out in an orderly manner.

The entire Venn region began to reorganize the legion according to the original organization of the Whip of Order Legion, opened the armory, and distributed various war materials and equipment.

Even though each of them is being monitored, they still can't be stopped from doing what they really want to do.

After all, this is a team led by Norton himself.

…

At dusk, an old man, holding a book in his right hand and leading a dog in his left hand, appeared on the beach in San Antis.

…

Garden of life.

After Karen left, the magicians in the Knights chanted collectively and built towering observation decks on the shore.

Somewhat simple and rough, but it looks very majestic and majestic.
To be continued...