Volume 7 Chapter 7: Miserable world
No matter what kind of status they have, everyone must go outside once every weekend.
Catho stood outside the cathedral, closely observing this structure of worship for the God Eldridge.
According to the constitutions of the New Royas Kingdom, every citizen of New Royas must come to the cathedral and pay their respects at least once during the weekend. Even someone with a physical handicap must carry a simply effigy of the God with them and make simply prayers.
Regardless of whether or not they honestly worshipped Eldridge, this was written as part of the New Royas Kingdomâs law. Aristocrats are allowed to not go as often but they cannot skip it entirely, otherwise, the local council will condemn them.
If the infraction was severe, they could be stripped of their aristocratic status, if not, then a heavy fine would be issued until theyâre forced to go.
There was a saying in the New Royas Kingdom: There are only two things you cannot escape from in this country, dying at the end of your life, and praying to his majesty Eldridge.
Because of this, regardless of the situation, everyone would take some time out of their lives to head to the cathedral and pray. If people have a lot of free time, they might even go more than once, expressing just how much they love and respect his majesty Eldridge.
Even the aristocrat was like this. It doesnât matter how sincere they actually are with their faith, the least they must do was to show it publicly. While they were in the cathedral, it wouldnât be convenient for the Pugilists to protect them, especially during their prayers.
This would be the moment when theyâre the least cautious, because no one would be so foolish as to attempt anything during the praying process, otherwise, the people of the cathedral would go berserk.
Thinking of the people of the cathedralâs expressions when he conducts this plan, Catho chuckled. Those people were part of the reason why the Jugus family fell to ruins.
The aristocrats are heavy when it comes to pride, so at some unknown point, a tacit rule had been established between the aristocrats and the church, which was that the offerings of the aristocrats when they visit the cathedral cannot be too stingy.
The amount wasnât extortbitant, even peasants would be able to provide that much, but the frequency of once per week was an issue. Considering all the spending that a failing aristocratic family has to shoulder to uphold their pride, having to pay a periodic âfeeâ to the cathedral this way was also quite a bit of expenditure.
What I need to do is to ensure that I donât face any Pugilist directly.
Catho was nearing insanity, but his insanity only made his mind even clearer. He understood very well that if he didnât take this risk, the Jugus family was as good as done for.
Because of this, his insanity was the insanity of being ready to try anything and everything.
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Negary sat on top of the cathedral watching this little playground act play out.
Having planned against an unsuspecting victim, the chances of Cathoâs success was around 50/50.
As if seeing something, Negary reached his hand into the void and pulled a butterfly into his hand.
âMilord, are you influencing their future?â
Wearing a long dress, Lan Shan sat next to Negary while leaning on him. She continued to hold a parasol over Negaryâs head to help shield him from the sun, even though a little bit of sun wouldnât affect the current Negary at all, Lan Shan insists on doing it anyways.
ã No, Iâm merely making things a little bit more interesting ãNegary replied: ã According to available information, a member of the church will be drawn by this butterfly and notice Cathoâs arrangements in three minutes, leading his entire gambit to fail ã
ã That would be much too interesting. The difference between the two sides is simply too great, so the weaker side that is the boy deserves a chance ãNegary casually replied, but this true goal was only known to himself.
Following Negaryâs advancement to a Pathway Entity, even a portion of him was difficult for Lan Shan and the rest to comprehend.
In a location where nobody could possibly know about, boundless golden light was radiating. Something in the Flame world seemed to be changing, which caused the world itself to change as well, obscuring certain pieces of information.
ã This feeling of myself being history has its own charm ã
Negary was very aware of the other partyâs goal. The Ghostman ritual and the Ceremonial Blade were both things that he left behind, but as time went by, these things had become myths and legends among the people, affecting them generation after generation.
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