Chapter 507 The name of the alliance is——
After the dinner and a day’s rest, the tripartite talks officially began.
The original church hall of Fort Joan of Arc was filled with missionaries from all parties and monks from the Salvation Army.
Under the hall composed of columns, the benches are all dressed in blue-dyed weaving, brocade, tattered linen, and even people wearing no clothes and using hair to cover their bodies.
As the host of this meeting, Madeleine announced the resolutions one by one.
Most of them were unanimously agreed upon by everyone within three to five minutes. After all, the day after the dinner was the time left for Horn, Ludvik and Lulles to communicate.
So the words under the dome echoed repeatedly:
"Sugar and oil trade agreement." "Passed!"
"Open border agreement." "Agree!"
After the main problem is solved, all that is left are the details, such as flags, names, and titles.
In order to give those present a sense of participation, the Salvation Army directly collected names from everyone present.
"First, we must highlight the nature of our alliance, second, we are the orthodox state religion and must be holy, righteous and bright, and third, we must show our determination to resist the church." Horn shouted to the enthusiastic crowd .
"It is best to have the effect of promoting our strength." Madelan, as the leader of truth, added.
Before Madelan finished speaking, Rudillo raised his hand high: "Invincible Holy Warrior Alliance."
Madelan ignored him and asked the rest of the people: " Who should be the first? Can anyone tell me who should be the first? ”
"Why make it so complicated? Call the Anti-Church Alliance." An impatient monk shouted loudly.
“We are gathered together because we are against the church. Let’s put it bluntly and call it the Dog Day Church Alliance.” Geoffroy, the secret party wizard from the Joan Party, stood up first and proposed.
This idea was obviously not recognized by most people, and people complained one after another.
“It’s too vulgar...”
“It doesn’t highlight the fact that we are the orthodox state religion.”
"Yes, at least there must be a sacred symbol, right?"
"Then, your church alliance?" Geoffroy thoughtfully added the sacred symbol "屮" to the organization's name .
"No, this will cause a problem of sentence fragmentation." Immediately, a monk from Brago stood up and objected, "Is it the church or the church alliance that you are attacking? Doesn't that mean you are attacking yourself?"
"What do you have in mind?" Geoffroy asked dissatisfiedly.
“We have made the Fort Joan-Long Beach Agreement here. We should call it the Entente.” The Brago monk raised his head and said.
Horn nearly rose from his chair to object.
Fortunately, a priest from the Salvation Army immediately retorted: "The Entente already has one, and it is the name of an alliance of lycanthropic kingdoms."
"Double name? Hiss, that's too much What a pity." Monk Brago said in shock, then blinked his eyes and sat down again, biting his fingers helplessly.
Horn secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, they didn't choose this name. It would be too unlucky.
"I have a proposal." Busak suddenly stood up at this time, "You see, we are all gathered together because of our resistance to the church. Shelley City, Holy Armory and Long Beach City It's an arc on the map.
In that case, why not just call it the Arc of Holy Rebellion? What do you think? "
Arc of Holy Resistance?
Horn touched his chin. It sounded like a good name, but I always felt that I had heard it somewhere.
"Feeling This is a good name, what do you think? "Horn turned his head and said to Lulesi who was yawning out of boredom.
"I think it's a waste of time. You say one thing and everyone will follow it, okay? "Lules blew out a smoke ring.
She likes smoking not only because of her addiction, but also because it relieves her nerves and brain.
After all, as she gets older, the pressure of magic on the witch's body will become more and more severe.
In fact, the lifespan of witches has not yet found an end, because before natural death, when they find that their madness is uncontrollable, they will take the initiative to end their lives.
Or go to the church’s territory to cause a scene.
“Only when you choose a name that you agree with, you will have a sense of identity.” Horn knew that Lulesi had always been a man of words and did not speak many words.
"Arc of Resistance is a good name."
"It's much better than the previous two anyway."
Many monks in the audience praised it.
"I don't think so. We only have three parties now, and it can still be an arc. If more people join in the future, won't it be a wavy line?" Jeshka suddenly stood up and retorted.
Ever since Busak prevented Jeshka from being awarded the medal, the two have been at odds with each other and have always found trouble with each other.
"We've decided on a tentative name. We'll talk about something else later." Busak then sneered.
"Hmph, who said there were three parties?" A strange voice came from the side, causing Blow to cross his legs, "There are only the Secret Party and the Salvation Army, let's call it the Holy Line."
The venue suddenly became cold, and everyone focused their attention on the fat monk who spoke. "Jean Blow!" Ludvik suddenly stood up, trotted from the stage to his side, picked up his arm, and lifted him up forcefully.
"Let me go, Ludvik, do you still think of me as a friend?" Bloo slobbered, but Ludvik ignored him and dragged him Jean Blow left the venue.
The venue suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes shifted back and forth between Horn and Ludwick.
"It's okay. It's a technical adjustment. You guys can continue to discuss it and continue talking." Horn stood up calmly, pretending to go to the toilet.
But he walked around from the small halls on both sides of the Holy Advent Hall to the small garden outside, and Ludwick had just stuffed Jean Blossom into the carriage and sent him away.
Ludvik turned around and saw Horn walking out from behind the flower garden.
"Sir, I'm really sorry..."
"You want to tear up the agreement?"
"No, no, no, it's just one more process." Ludvik looked at the bright sunshine, "Sir, can you walk with me?"< br>
“Of course.” Horn made a gesture of invitation and walked on the green turf in the small garden.
The two of them walked in the garden where bees were flying. Ludvik was silent for a while before he explained: "The Brago Monastery is not a monastery, but a collection of religious orders..."
< br>The Blago Monastery is a collection of monasteries in the entire Kasha County, including thirty-three monasteries, distributed in all four villages of Kasha County.
According to the system left by Juanno, one or two highly respected monks were selected from various monasteries based on villages.
Any monastic representative or cathedral monk, that is, the monk who holds the main priesthood in the monastery of Brago, can initiate a vote and decide whether to pass a certain resolution by voting.
Now, as the monk of the cathedral and the second-in-command of the monastery, Jean Bulow can certainly exercise this right.
With Ludvik's prestige, he can convince most of the abbots, but Jean Blough is obviously inferior in terms of popularity and prestige.
"Then why did he do this?" Horn still couldn't figure it out, "Isn't this a wasted effort?"
Ludwick couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Jean Blow was originally opposed to our union. He believed that the people of Kasha County still have to do business with the church."
"Oh, I understand. "Does he think that the resistance is just to show his attitude, is it a strike, or does the church represent orthodoxy?" Horn almost guessed Jean Blow's attitude.
“That’s pretty much what it means.” Ludvik rubbed his temples with his thick fingers, “We had agreed that no matter what decision we made, we would work with him, even if he disagreed.< br>
But I was too impatient before and reached an agreement with you directly over him. I originally wanted to hide it from him until the raw rice crackers were cooked into hot porridge.
But I don’t know who it was. I revealed the news to him, and he confronted me face to face, and I had no choice but to tell the truth. He accused me of violating the agreement, and we finally broke up."
Someone revealed the news, just in these two days?
With his eyelids raised, Horn's eyebrows trembled, but they quickly returned to normal.
Standing opposite him, Ludvik's hair suddenly stood up, as if the short young man in front of him had just turned into a man-eating tiger for an instant.
Raising his head, Horn's smiling face showed a bit of suspicion: "Your prestige can't surpass him?"
"I broke my oath in this matter again, he Make sense." Ludvik leaned weakly against the carved stone pillar, "We have been together since we were in our twenties. What does my prestige mean to him?"
Now there are more troubles. With such delay, half a year has passed.
Horn couldn't help but think that he might as well assassinate him.
It’s just that this old monk was Juanno’s senior senator after all. Being killed on his own territory was definitely a major blow to the credibility of the Salvation Army.
This was obvious at a glance even though he was clearly opposed to the Salvation Army.
“Can you convince him?”
"He is both pedantic and stubborn. He and Juano often quarrel and get angry. He is angry now and cannot be persuaded."
Ludwik bowed to Horn sincerely and said to Horn Startled.
"This is indeed my mistake. You can make any compensation you want."
Now that the words have been said, what else can Horn say: "Okay. , then you sign the most basic ones first, such as opening the border, and then enter the alliance as a franchise observer."
After discussing the aftermath, Ludvik and Horn worked together. return.
As soon as he sat down, Madeleine next to him smiled and reported the good news to Horn:
"Your Majesty, during your absence, we have chosen a good name, which is both meaningful and catchy."
“Oh, what’s that meaningful name?” Sitting at the long table again, Horn asked around with a smile.
This name was obviously approved by everyone, and no one objected.
Busak cleared his throat and stood up: "Bachelor Kelburn of the Dragon Language Scholars Association said that if the trajectory of the sun rising in the east and setting in the west is used as the horizontal axis, then the Long Beach City and the Sacred Artifact The court is almost on a vertical axis that is perpendicular to the horizontal axis
We believe that this is not an ordinary straight line, but a straight line that can extend and expand outward.
It is the eye of the storm, the gathering place for all those who rebel against the church, or the axis of the sphere.
So, we all agree that it is called - the Sacred Axis! ”
(End of this chapter)