How to Live as a Wandering Knight

Chapter 110.2: 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐅𝐨𝐨𝐝 (2)

As Suetlg and the magistrate said, the inspector arrived in the city with his escorts.

The bishop greeted them from his bed with a devoted performance. The inspector was amazed by the empty mansion and the citizens praising the bishop.

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The inspector was no fool. He knew about the rumors about the bishop that had reached the order. However, despite the rumors, it was true that the bishop had accomplished something now.

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The higher echelons of the order were divided into two factions.

One was called the aristocratic faction. They were children of quite decent families, who had risen through strong support from their families, even if their faith was a bit lacking.

Bishop Biagione was a prime example of this.

The other was made up of priests who had lived a faithful and frugal life from a young age in the orders monasteries or temples, armed with almost fanatical faith.

Surprisingly, most of them had experience showing miracles.

It was, in fact, expected. Without doing so, it was impossible for a priest who rose from the bottom without any support to reach a high position.

They were called the miracle faction in the order and made various powerful arguments.

Normally, the aristocratic faction, backed by families, should have been more dominant, but in the order, the miracle faction always had the upper hand.

It was because of long traditions, customs, reputation, and public sentiment.

A bishop who had shown a miracle and one who hadnt had different influences in their words. Moreover, traditionally, the Pope was chosen from among bishops who had shown miracles.

The miracles shown by the priests were astonishing and powerful. . .

But for Bishop Biagione to have done it was almost unbelievable.

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Everyone present agreed. Honestly, if he did, that would be truly amazing.

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At this, the bishop leaped up in surprise. The blanket he was covered with flew off. Johan spoke from beside him.

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The bishop insisted that he would die on the way to the Popes court, even if it meant death. The inspector nodded his head, as if he had expected it.

After joining the soldiers who were waiting outside, the group prepared to depart and immediately moved.

But is it something to be so excited about?

Of course, brother. Do you know how much of an honor it is to meet the Pope in person?

Have you never met him?

Johan was puzzled. It was customary for someone in the bishops position to go to the Popes court and face the Pope in person.

But the bishop spoke as if he had never met him before.

Ive never met him in person.

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I dont know. Do you know that most priests who reach the bishops position are so devout that they have shown miracles?

What did the bishops show?

Its not necessary to show it, but anyway. The Pope is the most outstanding among them.

Miracles such as ending a drought that had lasted for months, restoring a polluted river to its original state, and healing the blind and lame. . .

The miracle-oriented bishops all had a strong reputation. In order to be elected Pope, it was not enough for an ordinary miracle.

He died but was resurrected.

What the. . .?

Its true. Ive heard it too.

Suetlg added from the side.

Most people understood it as simply dying and coming back to life, but the reality was a bit different.

To be precise, the Pope died and his body did not move.

But it did not rot or decay. It just remained as it was alive.

Instead, a feather pen began to move and write beside the Pope. It was the Popes handwriting from his lifetime. Everyone was amazed at this wonder.

Johans expression distorted strangely after hearing the detailed explanation. He had only thought that the Pope had shown the miracle of resurrection, so he had thought that he had just collapsed and gotten up. . .

Johan poked Caenerna.

Why?

Isnt that a malevolent spirit?

I thought I was the only one who thought that. . . Im kind of glad?

Caenerna turned pale.

If you treated the churchs miracles as malevolent spirits, you could be treated as malevolent spirits and burned at the stake. Even Suetlg showed a reverent appearance when hearing about such miracles, right?

But Caenerna was different. She was skeptical about miracles. She believed that it was just unstable and accidental magic.

Wait a minute. . . Ive felt it since the last time, but are you really devout?

Caenerna poured out her doubts that she had been holding for a long time. Of course, Johans actions were excellent knights of faith. There was no better way for a knight to prove his faith than to hunt monsters.

Johan avoided answering and said,

So have you ever been to the Popes court?

I wasnt there when Cardirian led the army to attack the Popes court, right?

Caenerna casually brought up sensitive history. The Emperor had fought with the church several times, and if the dispute became serious, he would not hesitate to send troops to attack.

The Popes court is in the sacred Mount Cyrandel, and I heard that Cardirian had a hard time because of that. He keeps talking about that time over and over again when hes drunk.

Its common for people to act like that as they get older.

Suetlg made an excuse on his behalf. Johan chuckled. Achladda spoke with a hint of regret.

I wanted to see the capital of the ancient Empire once, but its a shame it didnt happen.

Werent you not particularly interested in cities?

To the centaurs, a city was nothing more than a target for looting. Therefore, Achladdas words were somewhat surprising.

The capital of the ancient Empire is different. Im curious how magnificent it is.

Dont get too excited. Its not much different from the city of Baien. The cities that date back to the ancient Empire are each large and beautiful in their own way.

In front of the Syrandel mountain on the plain, there was a city known as the capital of the ancient Empire, Uranonium.

The city among cities, a nickname like the city of all cities, but Suetlg shook his head.

Rather, other cities that werent destroyed might be better. Its one of the most destroyed cities.

Please stop saying that. Euclyia is also looking forward to it.

Is that so? Im sorry then.

Johan said, looking at the two.

Since were not going to attack the mountain anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities to show you around. Dont worry.

I was counting on you, Sir Knight.

Achladda said with a grin.

So, how was the city?

Well. . .

Johan had not yet talked about the secret pact he had been involved in inside the city. In fact, the magistrate might not have fully grasped it.

He couldnt be sure until he heard directly from the order.

You caught a demon, tell us about that story!

Were curious too!

Those who hadnt experienced it directly were bursting with curiosity. They envied the mercenaries who had fortunately participated.

The inspector listened intently to the conversation. Truth always emerged not from the parties involved but from those around them.

Already having heard too many unbelievable things about the bishop, the inspector hoped for a more plausible story.