Inside the pavilion building, large and small are the operating mechanisms. Abrado is among them, wearing a gray robe, fiddling with a machine like a worker in a later workshop.

"Dong dong dong!" There was a soft sound outside the door. Abrado was a little confused, but he still went to open the door.

He lives here, but he has already lost the power of the church and his reputation as a wise man. It can be said that he left home with nothing. Now, five years later, who will come to him?

He opened the door and found two men. One of them was wearing a priest's white robe and hat. Under his gray hair, he had the kindness of an old priest.

The other one is his neighbor, a man wearing linen clothes and a beard. However, Abrador does not have a good relationship with his neighbor. As for the reason...

"That's him. My ancestors migrated from Narrow Street. This man lived here at that time. Now decades have passed, and his face has not changed at all. He is just like...those heretical wizards.

,Grandpa Priest, please take him away!" The middle-aged man looked at Abrado with some fear on his face, but Abrado's expression remained normal. This was not the first time that he had been scolded as a wizard.

It was inevitable that he would be sulky at first, but his good cultivation allowed him to reflect, and finally he came to the conclusion that summer insects cannot talk about ice.

The priest was also surprised by Abrado's performance. He knew that this highly respected old man was now nearly eighty years old, but his face still maintained the same bright eyes as when he was young, and the eyes of those nobles and even priests could not be seen in them.

Dirty, only the desire for truth.

"Your Majesty the High Priest, I have served as your secretary, I wonder if you still remember it?" In the eyes of the neighbors, the respected priest he brought actually took the lead in saluting.

His expression was respectful, and he used the official etiquette to greet a noble person, second only to the bows and prayers to the monarch and the gods.

"This, this..." The man moved his steps, looking a little embarrassed.

"You go ahead and just bring me here," Ebo took out a few shiny coins from his pocket and handed them to the man. Although he was full of doubts, he took the money and left quickly.

Knowing too much is not a good thing, and people in this era especially understand this.

"Come in first," Abrador thought for a moment, stepped aside, and led the priest through the door. He was indeed impressed by his last secretary, Ebo.

Thanks to God's favor, Abrado's life has been greatly extended, and his body has stopped aging and can continue to be in its best condition. Abrado can only be grateful for this, because God has forgiven him for his mistakes and is even willing to

Continue to give blessings.

The meaning of Shangshang Zhaoyue's blessing to him is very simple, let him continue to use his residual value, so that this boring underground can have more interesting inventions. Of course Abrado did this, he even invented a gate that can build water conservancy.

Wait, another innovative feat has been accomplished.

However, water conservancy still benefits the people, and the greedy bureaucrats are not interested in this. Therefore, the largest water conservancy institution in Yunxia is the water wheel in Abrador's backyard.

"Tell me, why are you here with me?" According to the custom of entertaining guests, Abrado prepared a drink, two cups of steaming water, soaked in unknown plant stems and leaves, which was regarded as early tea.

"I've been here for a long time. I have no power and I can't do anything. If you want to use me to achieve something, you'd better give up on it early. I have no desire to fight for it."

"No, I just want to ask you to use your reputation to oppose a policy, a plan related to the country's people's livelihood," he said solemnly, "Governor Trian, the joint bureaucrats voted to establish the White Night

The king of the country.”

"Coned the king?" Abrado's face was not very good, but he was still calm, "Then who does he plan to let be this puppet?"

"A child."

"Child?" Abrador was completely speechless. "Why can this project be approved? What about the church? How could Laitin compromise?"

"Because the Sons of the Sun, those children, are said to be the children of God." Ebo told Abrador everything about the past five years. The old man who was over fifty years old was directly connected by this hand.

He was so shocked that he had nothing to say.

"Aren't they afraid of God's condemnation?" His young face actually showed the sadness of an old man who is dying.

Ebo remained silent. It has been decades since the establishment of the White Night Kingdom. Not to mention the passing of time under the abyss, the rapid changes have gradually turned the name of the White Night God into a symbol, just like the Everlasting Night Spirit.

Like the eternal great god over there in the temple.

In other words, no one will fear the glory of God anymore, and Ebo, who is within the White Night Church, is naturally the person who knows this best.

"Are you planning to come forward?" Ebo said, "At this juncture, I have no one to accompany me. The only person I can think of who has the ability to reverse the situation is you, Lord Abrada."

"I'll pack my things and head to Dairi Yuyu soon," he said.

"If possible, I still hope that you will stir up dissatisfaction among the people first," Ebo said with an ugly face. He was not very optimistic about Abrador's behavior.

The top management of Baiye Kingdom has become rotten to the core. Abrador rashly went to negotiate, and the final result was probably to be detained.

He has a special status. He is the builder of the Imperial Palace of the Sun and a priest favored by God. He has many legendary qualities. How to use this influence to incite the people to oppose the Son of the Sun is the key to winning.

The nobles are not much more powerful than the people. An assassin throwing a spear to kill a noble is just a difference between a hit and a miss. It is different from a world where the mystery is only in the hands of a few people.

Likewise, the people on Teyvat, especially the people under the abyss where elements are rich, are born with different physiques than ordinary people.

In other words, there is a foundation for resistance, and the strength is not completely unequal.

They are ants that can kill an elephant if they gather in large numbers, not the kind of ants that can never come back if their eggs hit a rock.

"I don't have that much time to wait. Since the Son of the Sun is the titular king, I will go and see him as a subject. After all, as the builder of Helios, I have the right to board it.

"

He stubbornly believed that there was still a chance for things to change from within, but Ebo couldn't defeat him, so he said, "Then I will just wait for good news. If you don't come back for half a month, I will treat you as being imprisoned and will find a way."

To rescue you."

Abrado's status was higher than his own, and he could not persuade this priest who naively believed in the oracle. He was a newly born man after the founding of the White Night Kingdom. Even the most shocking White Night God Slaying the Dragon was not enough for him.

It is completely as false as a story. He never believed in God and only focused on reality.

"God, if you really exist, then why are there evil ghosts full of filth who use your glory to cast a huge shadow, seek countless benefits, promote wars, annex power, and commit countless crimes, but they will not suffer the so-called

Where’s the condemnation?”
Chapter completed!