"The glory of God blesses us, defeats us with the terrible curse, and guides us, the lost Lambs, Amen!"

On the donation platform, the archbishop with solemn face raised his hands and looked up at the position diagonally above in front of him, as if he had seen a miracle appearing in the world.

Below, the people of Rome also had a pious look on their faces. They folded their hands together and recited the blessings with the Archbishop, asking God to bless the city of Rome and drove all the terrible diseases, plagues or curses away from them.

"No matter what it is, it will never enter Rome. This is the land protected by God. God's eyes are always on here." After the donation, the Archbishop said with confidence, and then announced the end of the ceremony and turned around and walked to the rear.

Several priests below, holding money boxes and indulgences, hurriedly walked into the crowd. The devout citizens immediately surrounded them, took out gold coins from their own wallets and threw them into the priest's cash box.

"Give me one."

"I want it too, I want three, thank you, Father."

Citizens rushed to indulge indulgences, and gold coins fell into the money box and made a loud sound.

The more disaster breaks out, the easier it is to sell indulgences. The income from buying and selling indulgences within this month is equivalent to the results of the whole year in previous years.

Moreover, there are some tricks to choose the audience this time. These people are rich families with relatively wealthy families in the city of Rome, and it is easier for them to get more gold coins.

As for those poor people who have no money, no matter how much they believe in God, they are not qualified to enter here.

Father Martin Luther was also among the crowd, but he did not participate in the indulgence sale, but instead sat on the steps beside him and wrote quickly.

He was recording the deeds about indulgences, hoping to make the church's indulgences more prestigious, and even hoped to find some conclusive evidence to prove the usefulness of indulgences.

A cardinal in the Holy See heard about this and gave Martin Luther a strong support and convenient door for his great business. He could visit the places where there was an indulgence sale without any conditions.

The other priests and believers didn't care about this weird guy. In their opinion, it would be okay to have money. It was really unwise to have such a good opportunity, Martin just sat and watched others make money and wrote down the story of making money.

"Hahaha, look at that fool Martin Luther, what do you think he is writing? Is he crazy?" said a tall priest who looked gloomy and obedient in the crowd.

A priest next to him also sneered when he heard this, but he didn't say much.

In the end, hundreds of indulgences were sold out, and the money box was filled, and it even took two people to work together to lift it.

The devout citizens and believers received the indulgences and all walked out happily, preparing to go home to report the good news. As for those who did not get it, they were depressed and anxious all day long.

At this time in the city of Rome, indulgences had become something to buy, because there was rumors that as long as you have an indulgence at home, the whole family could be spared from the poison of the Black Death.

This statement is so widespread that all the people in the city, from nobles to poor kilns, believe it.

Whenever someone raises a question, a crazi person will immediately jump out and give a big wave of examples to prove the usefulness of indulgences, and all the time and place can be said, as if the crazi person was there at that time.

If that person does not listen to the advice, he will be called a heresy, escorted by a large group of people to the trial court, or be directly tied to a stake and burned to death.

In case, everything is always in case... If the indulgences really don't work and the person who bought the indulgences has not avoided the Black Death, the problem must be not the indulgences, but the person's belief is not pious enough, or has committed some vicious sin in private, which has caused God to punish him.

Faith, haha, faith!

Even if you are the most famous elder in the urban area, your wisdom nourishes your neighbors like a clear spring, and you can write a book after you have done good things, but once you are not protected by indulgences... it will be over, it will be completely finished.

All reputations will collapse. People will say that you are a hypocritical villain, and you usually act like a pretender, and you must be a sinister and cunning person in private, committing countless unknown sins.

These are just a drop in the ocean. There are countless bizarre and weird things surrounding indulgences that make people hear or even do not know what expressions they have done. They are happening everywhere in Italy, and the central area where the incident happened is Rome.

Some of the incidents were recorded in his own book by Martin Luther, who named the book: "The Book of Redemption".

Indulgences are used as atonement, but they will be invalid because the user believes in the sin of impoliteness. This is simply a huge joke.

But the current Father Martin Luther did not find this. Although he could not be called a crazy believer, he was generally inclined to the church.

"How can indulgences be useless?" Sometimes, Father Martin Luther would murmur to himself in a confused tone, but that's all.

After all, if he wants to see the essence of indulgences, he must completely overturn his own cognition that has been established over more than 20 years. It is not easy to finally take this step.

The first person to discover that indulgences was not Father Martin Luther, but the impatient and restless imperial defense minister standing in the center of the council hall in Rome.

"Breaking the truth, if these damn priests were useful, how could the disease spread to Rome!" The Minister of Defense roared in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

On the seat above the hall was a pope in a light golden robe, and four cardinals stood on both sides of him, one of which was Modsal.

Another one is the father of Earl Mead, Cardinal Samael, who is nearly seventy years old. He is the chief of the cardinals, second only to the Pope, and is also the bishop of the Italian diocese, a true church electorate.

The Minister of Defense stood below and reported some of the situations in resisting the Black Death. His status was not as good as that of the big men in the Holy See, so his tone was very respectful.

Dimit stood behind the Minister of Defense, his collar raised, blocking the spider-shaped scar on his neck. Once the Minister of Defense forgot what happened or missed something important, he would add a statement. In addition, he was speechless most of the time.
Chapter completed!