The Primordial Wizard

Lisa looked at Ace and smiled slightly. She remembered her fear when she was betrayed, the despair when she was humiliated, and the disbelief, surprise and grievance when she saw Ace, and said softly: "I can't go back , Mr. Mao, I will never go back again, and I am afraid there will be no place for me except you. Only when you are there can I see the moonlight."

Ace heard that Lisa seemed to have something in her words. Seeing that Lisa didn't want to go into details, he didn't force it, and said with a smile: "In this case, then do it well, Sister Lisa, this will always be your home."

Lisa nodded and said with a smile, "Follow the Priest."

Half a month passed quickly, and Ace had recruited a group of literate and kind-hearted people in Old Street to serve as monks and nuns.

After he was promoted to the first level through the way of heart fire, his spirit was overclocked, he could use various magic methods, and it was even easier to identify people's hearts.

In order to unite people's hearts, Ace quietly used magic to "turn mud into stone" at night, speeding up the construction of the church. In just half a month, a simple four-story church has taken shape. In addition to the main body of the church, there are also bungalows in the backyard of the church. All repaired.

After recovering his magical ability, Ace used the thread of destiny as a casting material in the church every night, and began to arrange a complex magic circle. This magic circle spread all over the church. Its function was to gather the power of fate and condense it into On the altar of the church.

At the bottom of the altar, Ace buried a script of fate. The whole old street is the stage for this fate drama. All the people in the old street are actors on the stage. Change, and finally complete this complex magic circle.

"Late at night is the best time. We will finally complete this scene, and the gathered power of destiny will complete the summoning magic circle."

His eyes were dark, looking up at the dome of the church, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the dome, through the night sky, through the world, and cast it on the upper astral world.

Early the next morning, Ace was leading the monks, nuns and orphans to Mass. At this moment, a knight in full armor on a white horse appeared at the door of the church. The monks hurriedly reported to Ace, and Ace walked out of the gate. The knight just took off his helmet, and with his blond hair pulled up high, it was Jamila.

She was wearing a full body armor of holy light, with a can-shaped helmet sandwiched between her and a long sword hanging from her waist. She looked majestic and heroic.

Seeing Ace wearing a black priest robe and a round white hat, Jamila's eyes lit up, and she performed a knight salute and said, "Star Shining Knight Jamila, the deacon bishop of St. Ivan Cathedral Order, come to assist the parish priest of the old street."

Ace stepped forward with a smile,

He gave Jamila a hug and led her into the dome of the church.

The Church of the Holy Light forbids idolatry, and their common sacred representative is a sun relief. Ace led everyone in the church to continue the mass. After the entire ceremony, he said in front of the sun relief:

"Today is the day when our church is completed. Our church is a church in the old street district, but we are not only the spiritual leaders of the old street, but also the guardians and operators of the old street."

Ace showed everyone a letter of appointment from St. Ivan's Cathedral and two royal authorization documents, and then said: "Our church also shoulders the responsibility of leading the residents of Old Street to material and spiritual prosperity, and protecting their lives and property safety. All of this is directed towards one goal, which is to make the residents happy, so I propose that our new church should be called the Rough Maier Church."

Many people were at a loss, as if they didn't know what Lovemeat meant, but Lisa explained in a low voice, "Lavmea is a land of happiness that lives in the clouds in ancient legends. It is said that people living there have no disputes, and there is endless food. bread and cheese, and the rivers flow with sweet wine."

Everyone took a deep breath, and couldn't help being envious of this fairy tale-like country.

Ace continued: "Lisa said a lot. The name of our church is to build the old street into an above-ground Raphmeat. I have always believed in such a thing. Only a clean soul, only a pure and righteous person, can build Only a truly happy country can make its people feel safe, confident, and rich.

Our old street should be such a subdivision that everyone can use their wisdom and hard work to get rich through ethical and legal ways, and can help each other and build a beautiful community.

I have always had this dream that everyone strives for a better life through unremitting struggle, people must prosper through their own hard work, courage, creativity, and determination, rather than relying on the aid of privilege and privilege .

Our Roughmy Church, in the old street community, has the missionary rights bestowed by the Holy Light, the tax-contracting power and jurisdiction granted by the royal family, I am the priest of the Roughmy Church, and now announce the internal organizational structure and future goals of our church.

Under the priest, there are three deacons, which are the administrative deacon, the church deacon and the ruling deacon. The government affairs deacon is responsible for managing all government affairs including public security in the entire old street; the temple deacon will train 30 templars, also known as templars, who are responsible for guarding the safety of the entire old street; the ruling deacon is religious The court will decide all cases, big or small, according to the Old Street Diocesan Letter..."

Ace then appointed Lisa as the temporary administrative deacon, Jamila as the deacon of the templar and the head of the Templar Order, and himself as the deacon of the ruling.

In the afternoon of the same day, all the believers in Old Street were gathered in the church, and almost all of them came, because Ace promised that everyone who came would receive a bag of barley. Facing the believers, Ace still read his speech Residents just watched the governance concept of the old street with cold eyes.

They have experienced too much, and many rulers said nice words on the surface, but in fact there will be no change. It was not until the barley was issued that everyone really smiled on their faces. Together with the barley is the "Old Street Diocesan Covenant" , everyone has listened to the covenant and signed their fingerprints before receiving a bag of barley.

Jamila looked at the crowd and frowned slightly. She saw people's distrust. She found Ace in the evening and expressed her concerns.

Ace looked at Jamila with loving eyes and said: "You are destined to be a qualified king, and you will become a true righteous king, because you really noticed the real thoughts of the people and did not immerse yourself in illusion. .

We wiped out the Mayne Gang and obtained the rule of Old Street through legal means, but for the residents of Old Street, it does not mean that we are much stronger than the Mayne Gang.

Because we are just saying that apart from distributing a bag of barley to one person, we have not done anything beneficial to the people. People are naturally waiting and watching. We need to do more to make the residents of Old Street trust us and stop watching. "

Jamila's beautiful blue eyes were a little confused, she sighed and said: "I really want the residents to be happy, but I know that just maintaining a good order can't make all the residents happy, it's just to ensure their safety, How can we make them feel happy?"

Ace, who was dressed in a black priest robe and a black bowler hat, stood and touched the top of Jamila's head, and said solemnly: "My future king, you have already begun to think and learn how to rule. Old Street is you. The best experience, let us find the answer together.

In the Kingdom of Hill and even the entire continent, it is not easy to ensure the safety of residents. If we can ensure safety and act fairly and fairly, we can create a society where kind, hardworking, and intelligent people stand out, and evil, lazy, and profiteering people are eliminated. In a disciplinary environment, we don’t need to do other things. In this good social environment, capable people will continue to create wealth, and the society will prosper rapidly.

What we have to do is to create a fair and just social environment and protect the people's rights to life, property and education. "

It was the first time for Jamila to hear this statement, and she couldn't help being very surprised. She was keenly aware of Ace's unfinished words, and modestly asked Ace for advice. separate.

After Jamila fell asleep, Ace quietly appeared in the church wearing a cloak, standing quietly in the center of the church, carefully manipulating the thread of fate, and outlining the magic circle.

This magic circle is extremely complicated, and it is very difficult for Ace, who is a first-level life, and can only complete a small part of it every day.

The script scroll he buried under the altar has gradually gathered the power of fate, Ace said softly: "The dice have been thrown, just wait for the pieces to move, and when I can call the main body, the curtain will open .”

Time passed quickly, after Jamila selected the templar and put the templar on the right track, under Ace's instruction, she followed Ace to adjudicate disputes in the territory, whether it was neighborhood disputes or fights, or Jamila has gradually become familiar with how to adjudicate peddlers shoddy, and even maliciously robbing and killing people.

Not for your own likes and dislikes, just proceeding from the law and evidence, you would rather let a bad person go than wrong a good person.

All these principles made Jamila feel like a treasure. Under the influence of Ace, she gradually developed her own governance logic and principles. After that, Ace asked Jamila to assist Lisa in handling administrative affairs and learn how to In managing subordinates, her governing experience and ability improved rapidly.

Although the Old Street is small, it has all the internal organs. Even because of the right to collect taxes, the governance of the entire Old Street is self-contained, which is more suitable for Jamila's training, which makes her transform quickly. Wait for the government affairs construction to mature rapidly.

Ace did not use his own knowledge to invent and create, he just quietly built a safe, stable, fair, and mobile social environment, and quietly waited for the transformation of Old Street and Jamila.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye. When the two were alone, Jamila looked at Ace with admiration, and said to Ace with admiration:

"Mr. Mao, you are truly a rare talent once in a hundred years. In just half a year, the social atmosphere of the whole old street has been greatly reversed. All kinds of unhealthy tendencies in the past have been eliminated. Many habitual criminals are also suffering under the labor reform and the education of monks and nuns. We have really created a social atmosphere of kindness, integrity, and mutual assistance.

And the residents have gradually trusted us bit by bit. Our Rough Mai Church has a fair ruling and strict governance. After the establishment of the Old Street Market, the residents have gradually had enough food and clothing. In a few years, the residents here will definitely be able to eat Eat white bread, and occasionally meat.

All this is thanks to you. I decided to participate in the king election war. I will pray for the blessing of the holy sword tomorrow. If I can become king, I must implement your ruling philosophy, let clean souls rule this country, and do my best to create a safe and just place for the people , Good social environment. "

Ace smiled and nodded to Jamila. He has heard the music of fate, felt Jamila's heart, and even saw the power of destiny surging in Jamila. The power is even stronger. There is no doubt that Yamila Mira's six months in Old Street gave her a stronger destiny.

"I won't prophesy, but I believe that you are a true righteous man. I have seen your growth in the old street for half a year. You will become a true righteous king and bring about changes in the entire Hill kingdom. Take a good rest, tomorrow Go to the palace, I will wait for your good news."

There was nothing to say all night. In the early morning of the second day, Ace stood on the top of the steeple of the church, watching Jamila's disappearing figure, jumped up, and the black priest's robe fluttered. He landed softly and walked to the people who saw him off. In front of him: "Lisa, inform all the residents of Old Street that the church will hold a high mass and pray for Jamila."

The efficiency of the administrative deacon was very high. In less than an hour, almost 3,000 residents of Old Street arrived. Looking at the crowd in the square in front of the church, Ace held the high mass with a solemn expression.

The altar in the church was slowly lifted out, and the magic circle formed by the dense threads of fate was activated by Ace at this moment, and the magic power moved slowly. The volume of script has reached the last line.

Ace bowed in prayer, uttered the words of his call, and waited for the completion of the play.

If anyone can see the scroll under the altar, they will suddenly find that the last sentence reads, "Everyone in the old street celebrated high mass in the square, Jamila received the blessing of the holy sword, and officially joined the battle for the king's election. Priest Crane's call magic circle finally excitation."

The strong power of fate and the power of faith converged with the thread of fate to the altar that was changed by Ace Mo. The faith has been cut off and has become a signal amplifier, trying to link the body of the world of Kaya.

In the Palace of Hill, Jamila successfully met the holy sword, which was a pure sword of light, inserted in a withered giant tree, and the light was soft and bright.

Jamila knelt down slowly, clasped her hands tightly, and prayed softly.

The brilliance of the holy sword slowly bloomed, and a bright brilliance flew out from the holy sword, turning into a sword-shaped stigmata, engraved on Jamila's left hand, there is no doubt that she became a participant in the war of the king's election, the Grand Duke of Münster Recording Jamila's information in the file, he frowned.

"A candidate for the king from the church? It's really a headache."