The Lord is Addicted in Infrastructure

Talking in a room where the beast is lying or lying down is really not a very friendly experience.

Although they are quiet and motionless, after all, their huge body, thick and thick limbs, sharp teeth and claws are right in front of them...

How could it not make people feel the heart, liver, gallbladder and lungs trembling.

At least Malediz was able to maintain his composure with his old experience, but Paul didn't dare to glance around, so he could only straighten his body and sit upright obediently.

Regarding Xia Zuoyi's question, Malediz calmed down and said, "Couldn't Lord Designia guess the reason why we came here?"

Xia Zuoyi sat back.

He was wearing long boots, one leg was casually draped over the other, and he was wearing a small black vest with a flat front and a white shirt.

The slightly open neckline is loosely tied with a black silk bow tie, and the lace cuffs of the shirt wrap the wrists, and the white hands pull out the two books placed on the small table next to them, which are the collection of stories of the gods.

Xia Zuoyi said slowly, "Is it because of these two storybooks?"

Malediz nodded with a serious face, the wrinkles between his brows could kill flies: "Your lord really understands."

"In that case, shouldn't you hand over these people who threaten the authority of the Holy See and offend the majesty of the Holy See to me?"

Fernandi and Walker's eyes sharpened.

Judith couldn't help but lower his face slightly.

Xia Zuoyi did not answer this question for the time being, but asked in a leisurely manner: "Mr. Howard thinks that these two storybooks alone can threaten the Holy See's rule of faith and the spread of dogma?"

"Of course not."

Malediz frowned: "My lord, don't change the concept secretly."

"What I mean is, the existence of these two stories of the gods has made people in your territory believe in and worship the illusory gods in the books. This is very disrespectful to the Creator God!"

Xia Zuoyi's answer was to spread out the first page of the book on the stories of the gods in front of Malediz, and trace a line of small words under the title with her fingertips: "Please read it."

Malediz looked over suspiciously, and subconsciously read: "This story is purely fictional. If it is true, it is purely... purely accidental..."

Malediz completely ignored this line of fine print: "..."

He glared at Paul and signaled with his eyes—"Have you seen the fine print before?"

Paul shook his head.

Of course he didn't pay attention, and started to read the contents of the book directly.

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"This can't be a reason." Malediz said calmly after recovering.

Xia Zuoyi: "This may not be a reason."

"But a fictional storybook, of course, my original idea was to create a children's book, who would have thought it would be so popular."

"Since it's a fictitious story, there is no need for Mr. Howard to worry that the belief in the Creator God will be affected, which in turn will affect the authority of the Holy See. People..."

"Wait a minute! You... you said that these two stories of the gods are..."

Paul interrupted Xia Zuoyi in disbelief, and pointed to the two books on the table with his mouth open: "You wrote it?!"

Xia Zuoyi changed her posture leisurely, nodded: "That's right."

Maleditz: "..."

Paul: "..."

Malediz slapped the table uncontrollably and stood up: "Are you kidding me?!"

"How can you write this kind of book as the lord of Designia?!"

"Ow!"

Egg yolk with a big red bow raised her big head full of braids, Xue Tuan opened her eyes from a doze, and Coal Ball straightened her upper body with a small apron.

Three large beasts watched over together.

Qing Tuan uttered a loud eagle cry, and flapped its huge wings at the edge of the window. The wind spread across the wings instantly blew the combed hair on the top of Malediz's head into a mess, and a strand of hair hung down and slanted above his eyebrows. .

The veins on Maleditz's forehead twitched involuntarily.

He stiffly raised his hands to stroke his hair and then sat back on the sofa, and he didn't say anything more after knowing the current affairs.

As the archbishop in red, this was the first time he felt so aggrieved, yet he had to endure it.

Malediz took a deep breath and said directly: "Lord Designia, why did you do this? What is the purpose?!"

Does Designia want to rebel against the Holy See and re-establish a new faith? !

Xia Zuoyi said innocently, "To sell clothes."

"...W-what?!"

Malediz suspected that he was deaf: "You wrote these two books just to sell clothes?!"

Xia Zuoyi: "Yes."

"Oh, no, more than that..."

Malediz looked serious.

“…and the passion to urge people to learn literacy and improve their cultural literacy.”

Maleditz: "..."

As one of the Pope's right-hand men, he assisted the Pope in managing the Holy See, with extraordinary means and wisdom, and he was able to see through some people's thoughts.

It is because of this.

After carefully observing the Designian lord, Malediz found that he was not perfunctory, but was indeed telling the truth.

Maleditz couldn't help feeling more complicated.

He said: "No matter what the purpose is, the two books you wrote...the gods in them have left a deep impression on people's hearts..."

"Presumably Lord Designia is also aware of the situation in his territory."

"Illusory gods must not become a new belief in people's hearts. The stories of the gods must be banned. The third book can no longer be written, and it is even more forbidden to sell it in the Thorn Chamber of Commerce."

Xia Zuoyi put down her legs and leaned forward slightly: "Then let me tell you clearly, you don't have any qualifications to dictate my affairs, you can't and can't teach me how to do things."

Malediz's face froze.

"What's more, the things you are worried about are impossible to happen. No matter how beautiful the gods in the story are, they are just a kind of spiritual sustenance and longing after reading it, and there is a time effect."

"When the heat fades, how can people really believe in a group of gods who are absolutely illusory, and even artificially written?"

The culture on the Western Continent is too barren, just like a barren soil and a desert short of water.

And these two stories of the gods are completely novel, and they are rare existences that can arouse people's interest in reading and entertainment, just like the barren soil finally sprouts, and the water-deficient desert finally ushers in sweet springs...

When this kind of subconscious desire appears, the great heat that erupts is naturally very amazing.

But as time goes by, people will always get used to it, and then regard it as normal, until something new replaces the position left by these two books in people's hearts.

But naturally, there are two sides to everything.

The stories of the gods can be replaced by new things, but they can also become classics and be remembered by people in the days to come. At that time, the illusory gods may also become a belief that some people will never forget.

However, how could Xia Zuoyi say such things to Malediz and Paul.

He directly brought the topic to the "positive" conclusion, and the complexion of the foolish two people improved and gradually calmed down.

When Malediz wanted to say something, Xia Zuoyi stopped talking nonsense and directly took out the Pope's decree and slapped it in front of him.

"Mr. Howard, you and the archbishop can stay in the castle first, and then go to the city to observe it yourself."

Maleditz did not respond.

In fact, the old man froze the moment he saw the Pope's decree.

Now he doubted that he was deaf, and even more doubted whether his dazzledness had reached the point of hallucinations.

Paul even blurted out: "The Pope's order?! How could you have this?!"

Xia Zuoyi: "Besides what the Pope personally gave me, why do you think I have the Pope's decree?"

Paul looked in disbelief.

Malediz couldn't help but think of Cardinal Dempsey, who had always been at odds with him—the man actually said "good luck" before he left...

At that time, he thought that the old man had eaten something wrong, or that his mind was trapped by the door before he uttered such uncomfortable words.

At this time, I think of Dempsey going to the Pope's residence in person before he came to look for him...

turn out to be…………

Maleditz looked ugly.

But he completely misunderstood Dempsey.

The reason why Dempsey said this was because he saw Saigalot's different expression and the unfinished sentence.

——No matter how you think, Malediz will not have any good results in going to the Designia territory this time, so he said such "good things".

But whether Maleditz misunderstood or not.

Now that the Pope's edict was indeed in front of him, facing Xia Zuoyi's invitation, he could only nod and agree while suppressing his anger.

Xia Zuoyi smiled with satisfaction: "Judit, arrange the rooms for the guests."

Judith bowed slightly: "Yes, my lord."

He stretched out his hands to Maleditz and Paul again, "Please follow me, both of you."

The two followed behind.

After they left, Xia Zuoyi relaxed and slumped on the sofa, stretched her waist, and then turned her head with some doubts: "Strange, why hasn't Brown Tang come to see me for so long?"

On weekdays, Brown Tang likes to sleep on his stomach in his arms.

Fernandi pointed to the position where the briquettes were lying on their stomachs: "Already asleep."

The pitch-black little tuanzi huddled around the big tiger of the same color, and they couldn't find it if they didn't look carefully.

Xia Zuoyi walked over lightly.

The fresh little printed skirt on Brown Tang's body has been kicked off a long time ago, and the skirt and hat have been lost somewhere. The little black ball has a heaving belly and is curled up beside the coal ball, sleeping very sweetly.

Xia Zuoyi not only smiled, but gently brushed the top of the little black panther's head with her fingertips, then stood up and signaled Fernandi, Walker and him to leave the room.

He stood still in the corridor by the door, looked out the window and said, "Cardinal... This Mr. Howard's position in the Holy See is not low. I wonder if it's easy to check his news?"

Walker said: "The St. Airo Empire is not too close to the territory of Designia. It is not easy to investigate the news of a cardinal."

Xia Zuoyi murmured: "Boris should know some news."

"The Anas Empire...going by water, no way, I want to spread the news faster...it's time for the Youth League to visit the Empire."