The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

“Fasting can purify one’s spirit, and enduring pain can cleanse the soul of filth.”

"They hope to use their sacrifice to gain the Lord's mercy and forgiveness, and to give all living beings a chance to be saved..."

Behind the saints were some senior priests who presided over the procession. They carried huge crosses, held high gorgeous umbrellas, shook copper bells and incense burners, and sang as they walked slowly.

"Lord, please hear my prayer and don't turn away from me."

"Lord, please hear my prayer and do not hide from me when I cry out."

Behind them are countless affected citizens.

They changed into tattered clothes, sprinkled stove ashes on their heads, hung ropes around their necks that resembled nooses, and held high their treasured holy relics, crying and praying...

King Charles shook his head silently.

The prayers of these people are doomed to be in vain.

Rather than hoping for the Lord's mercy, we should hope for the 400,000 troops gathered in Italy at this moment.

That's right, after nearly a year of mobilization, with most of Europe contributing money and manpower, countless knights, nobles, princes, kings, electors, and mercenaries gathered here -

Among them were longbowmen from the Plantagenet, heavy knights from the Iris, heavy armored soldiers from Saint No, spearmen from the barren mountains, and greatswordsmen from the highlands...

The number of Crusaders on the Apennine Peninsula has approached 400,000!

Of course, there are so many...

But as for quality, that's a matter of opinion.

King Charles had no idea how many of them were capable of fighting.

It would be better to say that he didn't even know how many people were under his command, who were capable of fighting, and who would obey his orders.

"It's time to see the Pope."

After drinking the turbid holy water and chewing two bites of the holy wafer, King Charles took off his gorgeous robe and walked into the magnificent cathedral in simple clothes.

Here, whether it is the noble king or the noble family, they all listen to the Pope's sermons humbly and respectfully.

In this era, the church is extremely powerful and can penetrate any area.

Even some kings and nobles had to bow down to him.

However, the power of the Church is not equal to the power of the Holy See, and the power of the Holy See is not equal to the power of the Pope.

The status of the Pope is somewhat similar to that of the Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. Although the title is high, how much real power he has depends on the abilities of the popes themselves and how many bishops they can command.

A mediocre Pope may not even be able to command the Eternal City.

A brilliant pope might have the power to shock Italy.

The Pope, with his iron fist, can probably command half of the dioceses in Europe.

As for the Pope integrating the European diocese...it's better to just daydream.

But today, the daydream seems to be becoming reality.

Amidst the Pope's murmuring voice, the veil-like smoke, and the melodious ringing of bells—

Whether they were kings or dukes, bishops or knights, they were all fascinated by the speech.

They believed the Pope's next words even more firmly.

"Innocent lamb, only by serving the Lord wholeheartedly can you receive the most generous blessing from the Lord."

"Only by fighting bravely and fearlessly for the glory of the Lord can your souls ascend to heaven."

"The sound of your prayers will reach the Lord, and you will enjoy His praise and hymns."

"All you have to do is believe in, worship, and follow the Almighty Lord..."

After the sermon.

King Charles felt dizzy until he walked out of the church door.

No matter how many times I listen to it, it's unbelievable.

That feeling of floating in the air is probably the enjoyment of heaven.

Is this Pope really a saint?

Well, in the upcoming holy war, it seems that I have to fight bravely to gain more favor from the Lord.

King Charles made up his mind.

"Hu——" Deep in the church, the tall woman stopped ringing the golden ball in her hand and let out a long breath.

Despite the added holy water, holy wafers, holy smoke, and the blessing of the holy object in her hand, it was still quite tiring to control so many people at once.

"I can only control it on a shallow level."

The tall woman gently stroked the small golden ball in her hand.

"After all, the time for bathing in the Holy Grace is too short. We can't really count on these guys."

It is said that there are 400,000 troops, but among them, there are probably less than 150,000 who can be called soldiers.

As for asking how many real elite warriors there are—

Not to mention her, those monarchs and kings were probably all confused.

What’s more, these armies are not under the same command, speak different languages, and have many contradictions... God knows how useful they can be.

You know, on the battlefield, a small team of elite soldiers is much more useful than a large number of mobs.

"Even the Shengnuo Empire was defeated. It seems that this Whip of God still has some power."

The tall woman juggled the small ball in her hand.

"Sure enough, in the end it all depends on my Pope Guards and Paladins."

"Haha, Whip of God, I'll let you know."

"There is only one king who can rule this world!"

Chapter 93 - Charlie Man

【I just don’t believe this! 】

System 12345 is almost dizzy.

I am a strategy system, not an attack system!

If the other systems knew that a weirdo like me had appeared in the romance system, the host would kill all the capture targets—

Not to mention whether I can graduate successfully, I’m so embarrassed!

Don't even talk about changing majors.

I am a love strategy system!!

Changing majors has nothing to do with being in the top three in your major.

【Forehead--】

【Think about it, think about it, what should I do now. 】

System 12345 pondered for a while.

He cast his gaze towards the last one, a gorgeous portrait - it depicted a tall and muscular woman with a crown on her head, holding a scepter and a golden ball, looking majestic and austere.

[How about going straight to the final boss?]

[The host seems to enjoy fighting—only by giving him an opponent he can't possibly defeat will he be able to seriously pursue a relationship.]

[Okay, let’s do it!]

[Host, the final BOSS is here. ]

[The reincarnated emperor—Charliman.]

[This person, who considers himself the reincarnation of Charlemagne, who nearly unified Western Europe, intends to overthrow and dominate the entire world——]

[Don't complain, the game is set up like this. ]

【It's just a second trip, as long as the girl is pretty, I can lick her. 】

System 12345 began to tell Shu Yichao everything.

[This Charliman possesses a holy weapon that can control people's minds to a certain extent.]

[With some other drugs, she could even have a fierce army that would fight to the death.]

【And my martial arts skills can be called that of a demigod.】

[So, host, this time, just play your cards right and conquer the enemy.]

System 12345 smirked.

[Originally, this BOSS required you, the host, to bring along many beautiful girls, and to work together on economics, politics, and religion to defeat her.]

[But now, tsk, there are no such conditions——]

[So, host, listen to me, let's take down this dangerous villain girl together - she seems to be much taller than you, host.]

[When the time comes, a small horse will pull a big cart—hehehe.]

System 12345 thought about it and said again.

[But host, you don't have to worry. As long as I'm here, I will definitely help you complete the task successfully.]

[Don't be fooled by Charliman's arrogant appearance, but she is actually very delicate and sensitive.]

Although she believed herself to be the reincarnation of Charlemagne, deep down she was still just that girl. The terrifying pressure weighed on her, and she didn't even dare to step out of the Eternal City.

[So, host, you can definitely find a way to ask her out - first to the Eternal City, then to Italy.]

[Mountain climbing to watch the sunrise, boating on the lake, hiking in the wilderness...]

[After you have both traveled thousands of miles, I will make a heartfelt confession.]

[In my eyes, you are not some great emperor, but just a girl who is worth my love for a lifetime. So, there is no need to bear such heavy pressure...]

【Is there anything I can’t get?! 】

System 12345 just felt his blood boiling.

[Host, I have marked out for you all the appropriate mountains, rivers, scenic spots, and roads in Italy and the Eternal City.]

【Go ahead, host! 】

[What about the final boss? What about a demigod!? ]

【Conquer her as usual! 】

Information, send.

The message is shown as read.

【yeah! 】

【and many more……】

System 12345 pondered for a moment, wondering if it should do as it was told.

The cost must be huge, after all, you are going to seduce a demigod.

Grit your teeth.

[Host, wait a minute, I'll give you another sum of money...]

"Dear Caesar." Sophia approached Shu Yichao with a letter in her hand.

"According to the reports of the Zhelea people."

"The World Alliance has been formed.

Her face showed a hint of worry.

In fact, this world war had already begun.

First, the Patriarch and the Pope engaged in a verbal battle thousands of miles apart, accusing each other of betraying the Lord's teachings, calling each other heretics and demons, and saying they would go to hell sooner or later.

The conflict then escalated further, with both sides expelling each other from the church.

It is truly an anecdote that the Catholic Pope and the Orthodox Patriarch excommunicated each other - although in fact both sides believed that the other was already dead.