The Reverend Senator Dooley Azizid, Bishop of Azerbaijan, Armenia, and the Roman Far East:
"I was given to the holy Church at birth by my father, Markosi Azizid! I was raised in the halls of the Patriarch of Antioch! I've abstained from intercourse and forfeited my inheritance and my life to God! You'd better believe I serve the Church!"
The Mongol was not fond of this sudden Church bashing. Arrius' words irritated him far more than Colombos' words, who were far more level headed. He murmured some choice Mongolian words under his breath and retaliated.
"I'm sorry, but how much mission work have you done? The Azizid tribe has been spreading the Gospel for centuries!" Bishop Dooley replied, his temper showing. "Spreading the Gospel the right way, through love and mercy, takes years. If you wish to do it the Xenoi
way- Satan's way -put a gun to their head and hold their soul's eternal death in your bloodied hands, for they aren't Saved!"
Bishop Dooley continued his rant.
"-and need I remind you that the Xenoi
themselves are soulless?! We don't convert chötgör!
The human souls enslaved by the Xenoi
and their chötgör
false 'gods' must be witnessed to with love, or they will slide further into the Xenoi
death grip. No one accepts Yesüs Khrusted
except by their own free will."
He paused.
"Kill the Xenoi
and spare the nonviolent humans. An unbeliever certainly shouldn't get certain rights and privileges of the believers of the True Faith, but we can't just kill them. It takes time!
What, do you honestly think the Holy Chirch is anything like those Godless boys in the White Khural
?
The only time we exterminate unbelievers is when they rise up violently! Don't you remember when those Xenoi zealots appeared in Africa, or centuries ago, when Papists violently killed our brothers and sisters in Khristed? The Church is not the Roman horde, Arrius. We avoid the use of force unless attacked. That call is up to the holy Khagan Angeloi!"
The bishop pinched the bridge of his nose.
"I'm too old for this. Listen, let's just nominate Colombos and move to the next subject. Itʻs about my bedtime and God knows I need the rest at my age. I will only be in the Senate this one time before the Khuraltai's Yassa orders my retirement, if The Lord doesn't take me home by then, and I want to be alert."
Bishop Dooley, after a moment, yawned widely. It was getting late for the seventy plus year old man.