He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 32 32. Burn heretics, the king’s power is granted by God!
Old bastard!
Cleveland looked at Lehman, who was smiling like Maitreya Buddha, and had already thought of ten thousand ways to torture him to death.

But he still sat down and said softly:
"City Lord Lehman has been the City Lord of Treetop City for so long, he has more experience in this area."

"When I attended the Third Prince's private banquet earlier, he kept praising me for my good management of Treetop City."

"It's a pity that you weren't there, brother. Otherwise, you would have heard the Third Prince's praise for you with your own ears."

Hearing this, a hint of cruelty flashed across Lehman's eyes, and he slowed down the movement of the spoon.

"We're all working for the Third Prince. There's no distinction between you and me. Then who's in charge of Songlan City? Isn't it all for His Royal Highness the Third Prince?"

"But if the Third Prince really needs it, I can only force my old bones to do it."

"With so many years of experience as a city lord, I can't let the Third Prince down."

Cleveland clenched his fists in his sleeves and echoed:

"Brother, the Third Prince and I both trust your abilities. Everyone knows that you are the vanguard of our Third Prince's faction."

"But... right now, there's such a big mess in Treetop City, so you have to worry about it, big brother."

"Otherwise, it won't look good in front of the Third Prince."

Lehman paused in his spoon-scratching motion, then pretended to sigh:

"Yeah, I hope the reply from the capital will come soon. But, old friend, you have to work harder too."

"That little bastard isn't dead yet, and it's going to be troublesome if the Third Prince asks about it. We don't want him to think we're not doing our job well."

Cleveland took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

"It will be solved."

After that, he stopped talking to Lehman.

Actually, he is the most anxious person now.

A few days ago, a strange demon clan that appeared out of nowhere somehow got past the defenses and entered the Cleveland family and the Lehman family, killing everyone.

Although the situation was resolved in the end, those ten powerful demons managed to kill hundreds of soldiers and members of the two major families.

If that's all, the worst that can happen is to suppress it and not report it upwards.

The real trouble is that those injured and killed by the demons will turn into bloodthirsty monsters the next day, and those injured by those monsters will turn into new monsters.

Because of a moment of carelessness, the situation snowballed and many people from both families were affected.

Among them, the second son of the Cleveland family also turned into a bloodthirsty monster.

As far as Cleveland knows, it seems that some of Lehman's children have also turned into monsters like that.

but……

Lehman was a cruel and ruthless guy. He killed all the infected members of the Lehman family with his own hands.

A cold-blooded monster.

In order to prevent the Lehman family from being tainted, even his own son was willing to take action.

Cleveland felt a headache when he thought about having to find a way to destroy Lehman after he moved into Songlan City.

Just as I was secretly worried, another messenger came running in hurriedly.

"Lord City Lord, Lord Deputy City Lord!"

Cleveland's face darkened.

"If this is still useless news, I'll feed you to those things!"

The messenger trembled with fear and said quickly:
"It's an urgent report from the capital!"

"His Majesty the King is very concerned about the new species of demons in Treetop City and has already dispatched people to the Elf Forest for help!"

"In addition, His Majesty the King has ordered Treetop City to be sealed off until the elves arrive!"

Hearing this, Lehman and Cleveland finally relaxed their expressions.

Waving his hand to dismiss the messenger, Lehman looked at Cleveland with a smile.

"Now, can you feel more at ease, old friend?"

"The elven mages are quite good at dealing with this kind of curse. Once they arrive, your second child will be fine."

Cleveland glanced at Lehman.

It's really rare that this guy can actually speak human language. It's probably because the demons invaded Treetop City, but the royal capital didn't blame them.

Thinking of this, Cleveland's heart sank.

The king did not issue any accusations, so it was probably the third prince who took action.

Can……

When did that old bastard Lehman become so close to the Third Prince?

Cleveland's heart was in turmoil, but he still said "congratulations, congratulations".

After a long time, someone came in to clean up the bloodstains.

Cleveland suddenly had an idea and looked at Lehman and said:
"Brother, the troubles in Treetop City will be solved once the elves arrive."

"But, can we make use of those monster wastes?"

Hearing this, Lehman raised his eyebrows.

"You mean..."

Cleveland smiled grimly. "From what I understand, Blackwater City's defenses are weak. It's a small city, but it's home to over 5,000 people."

"With this kind of population density...if the cursed plague breaks out, I'm afraid that little bastard won't be able to escape death, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lehman clapped his hands and instructed the guards who came in:

"Deal with the two hundred or so monsters in the dungeon, capture some untouchables, infect them until you have five hundred, and send them to Blackwater City."

"Remember, deliver it at night, and the operation must be covert."

The guard accepted the order expressionlessly and left.

Lehman laughed heartily and said cheerfully:
"Brother, you're really quick-witted. I'm really old. If this happens, I'm afraid that little bastard won't be able to turn things around."

"Brother, you have such great wisdom. I think the position of Songlan City Lord must be yours."

Cleveland waved his hand and said modestly:

"Hey, brother, don't say that. Everything is arranged by the Third Prince."

"Brother, your awareness is, in one word, high!"

……

The Blackwater City Lord's Mansion.

Ian, without the Pope's disguise, became himself again.

Lying on the sofa, closing his eyes, he enjoyed Lacia's head massage.

"I've been pretending all morning and I'm exhausted."

"Be mindful of your speech, your words should align with the oracles of doctrine, and your behavior should display the majesty of the dawn..."

"Being the Pope and being in the public eye is not a human job."

Furenie said jokingly with a smile:

"But I see you, Master Ian, are pretending to be very happy, enjoying the enthusiastic cheers of more than 5,000 believers."

"Every one of them is ready to sacrifice their lives for Master Ian and the Dawn Cult. Master Ian must be secretly happy too."

Ian raised his hand and poked Furenee between the eyebrows, but did not refute.

He was indeed pleased to see the devout faith of the people of Blackwater City.

But it is not because of this. The main reason is that the people of Blackwater City now have such a high level of faith.

The plan to use MC resources to build Blackwater City can be put on the agenda.

In addition, the Dawn Cult now has a solid foundation and can plan for expansion. Ian has never thought of confining the Dawn Cult to Blackwater City.

Not to mention the ambitious goals, if Ian lets the zombie plague ferment a little bit and defeats the two enemies in Treetop City, he can lead the Dawn of Time to defeat them.

Take over Treetop City and burn the heretics.

As for King Birka's reaction...

Ian didn't care. After settling accounts with these two old guys, it would be the royal family of the Principality of Birka.

He didn't believe that the expulsion of the Phobos family from Songlan City had nothing to do with the royal family.

Even if it really didn't matter, Ian didn't care.

The Dawn Cult needs a broader base of faith. If anyone is to blame, it should be the Principality of Birka that is blocking the way.

Blindly pursuing miracles can, however, curb faith.

But the development of the church cannot rely solely on God’s miracles.

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all divine power.

Military force is also the foundation of the Holy See, and the Principality of Birka is the stage for displaying the power of the Dawn.

First, the religion was established through force, then the faith was spread through miracles and dogmas, and finally, the faith engulfed everything from the bottom up.

At this point, the divine right of kings is the orthodoxy!
This is the core of the development of the Dawn Cult set by Ian.

Simply put, one sentence.

If you don't agree with what I said about Dawn being a merciful Father, then I can only let the Iron Golem army explain the scriptures and doctrines to you.

He was thinking about the construction of Blackwater City and the expansion of the Dawn Cult.

Ian suddenly clapped his hands.

"I almost forgot one important thing. In the MC world, there's a chance that chicks will pop out of an egg if you crack it open!"

"Layal, go remind the people this afternoon that they have bone meal to catalyze food, so they shouldn't eat eggs for now."

"I'll save it for planning a chicken farm in the city."

Layal nodded slightly and said:

"Master Ian, would you like to come out and throw the eggs yourself? This is also a good opportunity to show the miracle of Dawn creating life."

Ian waved his hand and refused:
"I won't go. There have been enough miracles. The faith of the believers in Blackwater City is very devout now."

"From now on in Blackwater City, I will try not to show up and maintain my status as the Pope."

"I'll leave this opportunity to show off to you, the Cardinal."

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