Chapter 87 The Darkest Day in the Senate

After a day of trekking, going up and down the mountains, the Papal State's huge convoy finally arrived at the camping site on the map.

With hillsides to block the cold wind and streams to provide water, after setting up a fake camp ten miles away, the citizens began to busy themselves with setting up the real camp.

After calculating the time, Horn returned to the Pope's Palace tent.

According to the rules and regulations formulated by Horn, every evening when setting up camp, after arranging the camp, all senators must come to the Senate to discuss and decide on the arrangements for the next day.

The Senate is located in the Stag Room of the Papal Palace.

This round table brought from the Gulag Monastery can be used as both a royal meeting and a senate.

At this moment, there were twenty-four senators sitting in the Senate, including twenty ten-households, two centurions, and two legion commanders.

Their seats were clearly divided into three groups, and each of them was banging on the table and yelling.

"Why? Who can judge whether Shihu is doing a good job?"

"The original election of the ten households was based on voting. Why can't we, the elders, vote out the ten households?"

"Okay, I finally understand." An elder who was sitting quietly stood up suddenly and slammed his fist on the table. "If I don't follow you, the donkey and elephant factions, I will be besieged by you, right?"

"That Fink from our Tenth Household, I was wondering why he's always helping others with work recently. Is he the successor you arranged?"

"Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up! Stir it up until we've missed our schedule, stir up chaos in the country, and then you'll be satisfied if we lose the race-walking competition."

Sitting at the top, Horn rested his head on his fist, a look of numb despair on his face.

In fact, when Horn heard the information about the elders from Cheka chief René, he was actually unable to understand it.

How many people are there? How many people are there in this fake Papal State?

There were only twenty-four ten-households in total, but they were divided into three factions.

The donkey faction represented by Busak, the elephant faction represented by Jeshka, and the leaderless neutral faction.

The reason why the people of the Donkey Faction are called the Donkey Faction is because Busak has a long face, which looks like a donkey.

Busak's supporters are basically from the old Moulin Rouge village and the first ten households that joined.

They have always believed that they and the Holy Grandson are from the same village and are absolute family members, and they look down on Jieshka who comes from outside.

The Elephant Faction was formed when Busak mocked Jeshka for having a round face, like a pig, while Jeshka said that war elephants also have round faces, so they were called the Elephant Faction.

Jeshka's supporters were mainly refugees and the ten households that joined later, most of whom came from the Black Hat Army.

After the daily schedule arrangement meetings, they would begin their usual political struggles.

The current scene is that the Donkey Faction and the Elephant Faction are forcing the three elders and ten households of the neutral faction to take sides.

Seeing that the situation was about to escalate into another fight in front of the Holy Spirit, Horn picked up the scepter that had been knocked crooked and slammed it hard on the table.

"Silence! Silence!"

Standing up slowly, Horn looked around, and when he saw that everyone was quiet, he slowly said:

“Now, we are traveling through the mountains and enduring so much hardship, just to win two out of three games and leave the old pope speechless.

But you have to know that the overall situation is not yet determined. If we lose this time, the old Pope will wait until he dies before passing on the throne. What will you do?

For some things, you have to distinguish the primary from the secondary. Sometimes, if you are wronged, you have to bear it. You are veterans, and you have to endure the filth and tolerate it for the country. This is what you deserve.

I established the Senate so that the voices of the common people can reach me directly. We are all equal in the Senate, so how can we target each other? "

With a long sigh, Horn shouted to Armand beside him: "Announce the votes. Regarding the bill to exile the elders, I vote against it."

"Ahem." Armand cleared his throat and read out the voting results in his hand. "The bill to exile the elders has 14 votes in favor, 10008 votes against, and 2 abstentions. It will not pass."

"This is simply the darkest day in the Senate!"

"If this continues, the country will no longer be a country!"

"How can we run the Papal States with this bunch of insect elders?"

The elders grumbled as they walked out of the Senate, leaving Horn slumped in his chair.

He walked out of the Papal Palace, called Jeanne and Carrie, and headed for the canteen. He and several bishops randomly picked a hundred households to share meals with every day to prevent the withholding of holy food.

When they arrived at a food shed, according to Horn himself, they should have lined up.

But most of the time, when the villagers saw Horn coming, they would ask the waiter to serve a bowl of rice first, and then pass it to His Holiness the Pope one by one.

Horn held the ceramic bowl, nodded and smiled at the villagers, asked where Sissi was, and went to find her.

"Sissi."

Sissi sat on a fallen log in front of a campfire, pounding sorrel in a gauze sheet to make sorrel sauce.

"Your Majesty, the Holy Grandson." Sissi wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief in a charming manner and stood up. "What do you want from me?"

"Didn't we talk about magic today? Do you think I still have a chance to use magic?"

"From the orichalcum, it can be seen that you can neither sense mana nor have mana, and can interact with alchemical products..."

Xixi thought silently. After thinking for a long time, he spread his hands and said, "I really can't think of any passive spells. If you are in our secret party headquarters, you can try alchemy."

"Alchemy?"

"Yes, the first generation of wizards don't need to learn it, the second generation of wizards learn transmutation, the third generation of wizards practice divination, and the worst wizards practice alchemy."

"Why am I the worst wizard?"

Sissi thought about it, as if thinking about how to explain it to Horn. After a moment, he slowed down his speech and said while thinking:
"For witches and the first generation of followers, spells are magic power. As long as the magic power is simply released, it will become a spell, and the rest is just a matter of control.

Only from the second generation onwards will there be the problem of learning spells. Correspondingly, they are freed from their shackles and can try to learn and cast other spells.

However, the more similar it is to their parent spell, the smoother it will be to cast and the faster it will be to learn.

Therefore, wizards often form organizations and families according to factions and intermarry within the organization or family to prevent the mixing of bloodlines that would lead to being unable to do anything.

For example, alchemy is done by wizards of mixed blood. It's not that they are not important, but there are too many of them. You also know that scarcity makes things valuable."

"I think I'm the first generation of wizards?" Horn slapped away Carrie's dirty little hands that were playing with her hair, stood up and sat opposite Sissi.

"But you can't feel the magic power, just like the fifth and sixth generations." Xixi said helplessly, "No matter what kind of magic it is, the first element is to feel the magic power, and you can't feel it at all."

After scratching his scalp twice, Horn could only sigh: "Then I'd better use my big bow honestly."

He had originally thought of taking this opportunity to improve his personal strength, but after seeing this, it seemed like there was no hope.

But compared to before, Horn is now equivalent to a small mobile crossbow, which is much stronger.

At this time, Jeanna came over and said, "Since the people infected by the witch are the first generation of followers, then what are the offspring of the witch? The zeroth generation?"

"Without the zeroth generation, it is basically impossible for witches to have offspring."

Jeanna propped up the log under her buttocks and forced a smile, "What are you talking about?"

“It is very difficult for witches to conceive. No matter how powerful a wizard is, if he has a child with a witch, even if it is a first-generation family, there is a high probability that he will be bedridden due to the more serious witch disease.

Even if they manage to get pregnant after a few attempts, the babies born will be stillborn, or they may even have a miscarriage during pregnancy.

The only exception was something that happened about twenty or thirty years ago, when a witch gave birth to a living baby. It was considered a miracle at the time, and all the wizard secret party witch groups went to watch and debunk the fake.

It was finally proved that the reason the baby was not dead was that she was also a witch.

We estimate that the witch cannot have children because ordinary babies would have died in the witch's belly due to the witch's disease and the infection of magic power. "

Without saying a word, Jeanna slowly backed away and sat back down.

“The world is sometimes so cruel to witches, or rather, reproduction is a problem for all extraordinary creatures.

If the power of witches could be passed down, in less than a hundred years, the Church Empire would probably be completely overwhelmed by witches and their followers, just like what happened to vampires back then."

Xixi seemed to have realized something and said sincerely: "Witches can adopt babies of the second or third generation as their own children. Many witches will do this, and it is almost the same as their own children.

Jeanne, I am afraid I must tell you that everything has a price, and your great power is also your great curse."

　p.s. I'll try harder and see if I can come up with another chapter tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)