A Priest Should Follow the Rites of Zhou!

Lifespan is money. The Church is corrupt. The nobles have become long-lived beings who fancy themselves close to sainthood, while short-lived humans are as lowly as grass. “The saint fed five thousand people with five loaves and two fish. Obviously, he made porridge and shared it around. The saint’s principles should be called the Porridge Rite! Since you all care so much about one’s birth, then I must use the Rites of Zhou!” So said Louis. “Angels? Dragons? Supernatural freaks! Lowborn scum! “Vampires and elves? Barbarians! Lowborn scum! “Halflings? A little lady like you deserves to be a duke or minister! “As for human girls who spend all day farming under the sun in knee-high boots, with their boots full of sweat?” Louis, now Pope, sucked in a sharp breath. “Such laborers deserve to be the Son of Heaven!”