The candlelight flickered, casting unpredictable shapes, and the shadows beneath it did the same, only longer and darker. A slight alteration at the upstream of religion and law could cause the future of the nation and society to surge tumultuously.
At this moment, Xiulote thought of many things. For instance, the Pope could command, and the hundred thousand Holy Legions would respond, marching eastward mightily. Or capturing the Cross Missionaries to prohibit the spread of foreign gods. Priests could also monitor the Alliance with spies infiltrating everywhere. There were also devout believers coming from all over America to pray every day, accompanied by the glow of thousands of lamps and the common tolling of bells...