A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 655 The Infiltrated Church of the God of Justice

Looking at Woking's undisguised smile, Jiang Shuzhou roughly knew the reason, but he showed no shame whatsoever.

To put it bluntly, this kind of thing is shameless; to put it nicely, it's about sharing joy with the people and being down-to-earth.

Besides, why bother with so much?

Don't worry about whether the plan works or not, as long as it works.

Besides, didn't you invite me to come here and take a look?

What, now you're blaming me?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shuzhou's eyes gradually turned dangerous.

That woman, Woking, did I give her too much face? Now she dares to make fun of me.

If they dare to do this now, Jiang Shuzhou wouldn't even dare to think about it in the future.

Woking, who was about to say something more, shut his mouth the moment he saw Jiang Shuzhou's eyes.

Having been in business for so many years, she knows how to read people's expressions and moods.

Jiang Shuzhou is becoming more and more authoritative, or rather, things are different now than before.

Woking is now basically working for Jiang Shuzhou, so if she goes too far, she'll be in big trouble.

Seeing that Wojnarowski had shut up, Jiang Shuzhou's expression softened a bit, which meant that the other party had already conceded to him.

"Next time, don't make fun of me. You sent me here, and now you dare to talk back to me."

Wojnarowski could only remain silent in response.

She did invite the other side to come and take a look at her territory, but she didn't say she wanted them to bring their army!

She didn't say she would personally infiltrate the area and break through the barrier herself, did she?

Jiang Shuzhou sat calmly in the carriage, showing no sign of embarrassment whatsoever.

Although Jiang Shuzhou might be recognized, it is unlikely that he will be recognized.

The reason is simple: Jiang Shuzhou used the rules to delete his own information.

This operation is generally called "anti-meme". A meme is simply the spread of information, while an anti-meme is a blockage of this spread.

Simply put, a person can remember the features of a face, such as the presence of freckles or pockmarks.

Anisophora, on the other hand, makes people forget that there is a face there; people forget it the moment they see it.

Jiang Shuzhou possesses both of these characteristics.

He wants to be remembered, so that someone will never forget him; but when he doesn't want to be remembered, no one can remember him.

Of course, a god like Wojnarowski would still remember Jiang Shuzhou.

However, it is difficult for their incarnations.

Do you know why I came here?

Jiang Shuzhou suddenly asked.

Isn't it because this is the front line against mages, a sacred pass that holds the Mage Alliance by the throat every day?

When Jiang Shuzhou asked a question, Wo Jingang wanted to answer it, so Jiang Shuzhou answered his own question.

"Because an old friend is coming here today, I thought I'd take the opportunity to see her."

An old friend? Or a woman?

Wojnarowski paused, then his eyes widened in surprise.

Good heavens, he's got a wife at home and mistresses on the side, what a lucky man!

Jiang Shuzhou did not respond to this.

He came here to see an old friend, without a trace of any other emotion.

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The sacred chanting resounded throughout the magnificent church.

"Your Majesty, how can someone of your noble birth personally go to the front lines?"

"No need to persuade me. Just because I am the Pope, do I have the right to not go to the front lines and let those soldiers bleed and die?"

"this……"

Joan of Arc simply smiled at the paladin and then waved her hand.

"Go down, I know you are worried about me, but please don't worry, for our Lord is the embodiment of justice, and justice will surely triumph over evil!"

The paladin opened his lips, but ultimately didn't utter the rest of his words.

After all, some of those words were indeed superfluous for Joan of Arc.

The person before me was not a delicate woman, but someone who had truly emerged from the flames of war.

Her power and her status stemmed from a protracted civil war.

Indeed, the person before him was none other than Jiang Shuzhou's old friend, Pastor Joan of Arc.

Of course, now that she's been promoted, she should be addressed as His Holiness the Pope.

The last time Jiang Shuzhou heard news of the other party, Joan of Arc was still fighting a civil war in the church with her teacher, and at one point there was even a situation where two popes were in opposition.

However, under Jiang Shuzhou's skillful manipulation, Joan of Arc still won the war.

As for how he won?

Of course, it was Jiang Shuzhou who gave his brother a hand.

He sent dozens of blasphemous priests to Joan of Arc in order to help her seize the initiative in the war.

Finally, these blasphemous priests, based on their exceptional strength and personal virtue, were crowned Exemplary Knights.

Among them, the most famous is undoubtedly the exemplary knight Griffith.

Yes, that's the name.

This can be considered a little Easter egg left by Jiang Shuzhou for Joan of Arc.

However, Joan of Arc did not discover any signs of what was to come.

This is quite simple. Given the massive population of the main plane, the name Griffith must have been used by tens of millions of people, if not millions. It's not a name of a god that needs to be avoided, so naturally a large number of people would choose to use it.

"Your Majesty."

The knights had just left when Griffiths walked toward Joan of Arc with elegant and firm steps.

"Oh, it's Griffith. What's wrong?"

Joan of Arc asked.

"Nothing much, I just discovered a few more scoundrels!"

With that, Griffiths respectfully handed a stack of incriminating evidence to Joan of Arc.

"Oppressing the people, exploiting the villagers, these people..."

Looking at the evidence of their crimes, even Joan of Arc, whose temper had improved considerably, couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Follow the old method."

Joan of Arc said.

"Yes."

After a brief response, Griffith gave an enigmatic smile.

It's coming soon, very soon. The church will soon be theirs.

At first, Griffith was alone, but soon, whether it was tacit understanding or something else, others gradually joined Griffith and walked behind him.

Immediately following was a dense crowd of people; looking around, it turned out that more than half of the church's high-ranking officials were there.

Clearly, these are all acts of blasphemy against the priests.

After all, Joan of Arc forbade indulgence in pleasure, extravagance, debauchery, arrogance, and a whole host of other prohibitions.

Not many normal people can reach this level.

After all, having reached such a position, yet being unable to do anything but offer pure dedication, who, apart from someone like Griffith who has ulterior motives, would be so devoted?

Over time, Joan of Arc's surroundings naturally became occupied by these blasphemous priests.

There's nothing we can do; these people are truly devoid of emotions and desires, with not a single extra thought in their lives.

The church of Tyr, the god of justice, was the one most infiltrated, without exception.

By making some "minor modifications" to the doctrine, transforming it into a new doctrine with the ability to contaminate memes, Jiang Shuzhou was able to locate the location of Tyr, the god of justice.

This is also the target of these blasphemous priests.

It now appears that this goal will soon be achieved.