Chapter 432

The night in the water season is always cold and dark.

Dense clouds covered the silver moon, and only a faint halo reflected in the sky. The faint moonlight could not even draw the shadow. The square in the inner city of brinor was dark, and the cathedral in the center of the square lit many lighting braziers, like a tall lighthouse, lighting up hope and direction for people in the deep night.

The four Paladins in charge of guarding the church gate surrounded the half man high brazier, talking in a low voice while resisting the wet and cold fog, and looking at the streets not far away from time to time.

Aristocrats only enjoy rich nightlife at home, where there are warm fireplaces, bright candles, exquisite food, intimate attendants, close friends and comfortable big beds. After nightfall, the busy church square becomes empty and deserted. Only the night watchman patrol of brinor city will pass through the square area and stop at the church gate for a short time to bake a cloak and chat with the paladins.

However, from sunset to now, the paladin on duty did not see the patrol's torch. They talked a lot and felt that something big would happen tonight.

The crisp sound of horses' hoofs and the sound of wheels pressing over the bluestone confirmed the paladin's guess. In the dark, a four-wheel carriage pulled by two ponies came slowly and stopped in front of the steps of the cathedral. A sword waiter jumped from the open-air seat behind the carriage, ignored the church guard who came forward to inquire, held a crystal horse lamp in one hand and gently put the gold stepping board at the door of the carriage in the other hand.

Instead of scolding the waiter for his rudeness, the four paladins stood up in honor of the distinguished guests.

In the inner city of brinole, only the core members of the royal family and the three guardians are eligible to take the four-wheel carriage. A corner of the carriage wall is painted with rose patterns, and the identity of its owner is unknown.

Two tall and slender noble women stepped out of the carriage one after another. Their whole bodies are wrapped in hooded cloaks, which makes people unable to see their true faces, but the unique rhythm of walking slowly highlights the temperament of peerless youth. Especially the woman in front, the place she stepped on seemed to be the center of the world. It was clear that she was climbing up the steps, but the towering Cathedral seemed to be approaching her.

The paladins bowed their heads and guarded the two noble ladies to climb up. They had no other thoughts except awe.

"I'll receive the distinguished guests. Go back and guard. Don't let others near the cathedral."

A bald and eyebrowless Paladin quietly appeared, and the vision of time and space disorder collapsed in an instant. The four paladins on duty breathed a sigh of relief and saluted respectfully, "yes, Lord turnans."

"Your Highness, please follow me. The Pope is waiting for you in the confession chamber in the side hall." Turnans jawed his head, looked up at the dark square alley and muttered in a low voice: "is it necessary to make such a big noise? It made me wake up from my spiritual dream..."

"Lead the way." Sylvia said faintly.

Turnans turned to lead the way and muttered as he walked: "all the nights have been wasted... No matter what you talk about, I'll listen in."

Along the spiral staircase, the three came to the bottom of the cathedral. Facing them was a smooth stone wall with an oak door. Turnans opened the wooden door. The interior was simple, with only one table and two chairs, and the light of butter candles was soft. Pope Clement, dressed in a white robe, sat in a chair and smiled at the two guests.

"It's abrupt and disturbing."

Sylvia took off her hood, showed her exquisite face, and took her companion into the narrow secret room. Thurnas was the last one to come in. He closed the wooden door, hugged his chest and leaned against the wall with an expression of "I'll stay here".

Clement looked helplessly at the legendary Paladin and said, "Your Highness Sylvia, please sit down." He apologized to another woman: "Mrs. York, welcome to brinor cathedral. But there are not many chairs here."

Katrina lifted her train and saluted gracefully, saying respectfully, "under the crown, please forgive Katrina for taking the liberty to visit."

Clement nodded and smiled at Sylvia, "I'm going to leave for the holy see in ten days. I hope you won't let me delay too long."

"It won't take too long under the crown."

Sylvia looked at half the butter candle on the table, nodded and said, "at most, it's time to change a candle... Before talking, I want to verify one thing with the crown."

"You ask." Clement said gently.

"Archbishop Oleg is your classmate and friend. He has been in charge of the academic affairs of Borui Kingdom and the Eastern League for more than 22 years. It must be understood that Borui United Kingdom has recently developed a new energy potion?" Sylvia asked with a smile.

Clement pondered for a moment and said slowly, "the educational administration of the Eastern League has always been in the hands of the referee, and Oleg is only a nominal. As for the new energy potion of the Borui Kingdom, we have heard of it. But we don't know the specific formula, but we only know that several medicinal materials unique to the yarret plateau will be used."

Scholars and priests of the Privy Council are keen to study the potions used for ordinary people, and lack interest in the energy potions and training potions dedicated to Knights and nobles. They will neither deliberately pry into relevant intelligence, nor easily disclose the Lord's research results to others.

Clement expressed his attitude tactfully, but he was acutely aware of Katrina's sudden relaxation and couldn't help but wonder. Sylvia didn't mean to cover it up and said, "I have a new energy potion here. I'm sure you'll be interested in trying it."

Katrina took out a bottle of golden medicine and put it on the table. Sylvia explained: "because of the time, I only took a small half of the potion and half of the candle. The time is enough to crown the lower body and its extraordinary effect."

Clement picked up the crystal bottle, first checked it with detection magic, then opened the bottle cap and poured the golden medicine into his mouth.

"This is..."

Pure fighting spirit poured out of his stomach. Clement took his mind and tried his best to run his fighting spirit. Time passed, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a new candle on the table. Turnans asked with concern, "under the crown, my intuition tells me that the medicine is good for you and harmless. How? What effect does it have?"

Clement shook his head and frowned, lost in thought.

Halfway through the new candle, the Pope knocked on the table, stretched his eyebrows and asked, "what do you want?"

Sylvia said gently, "crown, you are well aware of Sophia's state and situation. Sophia is about to visit harlottes fortress and invite the Knights of glory to jointly expand the barbarian trade. When she and her subordinates pass through the kingdom of Dodo, I hope the church can ensure her safety. After all, the dodos murdered a great Knight of Gambis."

"Who did the kingdom of Dodo murder?" Thurnans pursued with wide eyes.

Katrina answered, "Austin Buryat."

"Austin? Isn't he..." turnans first showed an expression of enlightenment, then shut up, maintained a deep and serious look, and thought proudly: "almost revealed. It's not too late to ask for the crown when Sylvia leaves."

Clement was silent. Sylvia added, "I assure you that Sophia will dissolve the Wimbledon chamber of Commerce within 20 years, and it will be beneficial to the overall situation. At least, I respect the holy see more than Friedrich, don't I?"

"Ten years at most." Clement shook his head.

Sylvia chuckled and said, "we need fifteen years." Seeing Clement still shook his head, he added: "I will solve the problem of the kingdom of Borui. In addition, Sophia will invest heavily in the public carriage of Dodo and Satan."

Clement thought for a while and finally nodded, "well, it can't be more than fifteen years... And that's the only example. If there's another time, you don't have to come to me."

"Yes." Sylvia got up and saluted, "I have something else to do. I'm leaving."

Sylvia and Katrina leave the chamber of secrets. Thurnans listened for a moment, came up to Clement and looked at him eagerly.

"The small half bottle of medicine resonated with me a new element." The Pope explained helplessly.

"Yes." Thurnans touched his shiny forehead, walked around the house for a few times, and said, "I roughly understand... And then?"

"The five families of Sylvia, Auguste and Borui, including us, need to work together to build a new balance with the shining knights."

"Well... What about the details?"

"You should go to bed."

"Teacher, I can't sleep." Tulnans begged.

Clement shook his head and smiled: "Sylvia is going to find a way to the golden stage for Sophia. Some people will benefit from it and others will pay for it. I can guess the development of things, but guess does not mean the result. Because no one can control all the changes, things may get better or worse. If we get involved too deeply, we will lose the room for turning around, I don't want to know what Sylvia does, so she doesn't have to tell us. "

"Turnans, you should remember that the position is the bottom line. If we know too much, we will change our position and lose the value of cooperation."

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Sylvia waved to the alley before getting on the carriage.

A man in the house of interior armor came out of the darkness. The silver iris badge on the armor indicated the identity of the Silver Knight. He bowed and asked, "Your Highness, what can I do for you?"

"Inform the princess and the regent to go down to the residence of the Marquis of golon and wait for me." With a faint command, Sylvia and Katrina boarded the carriage.

"As you wish, your highness." The knight of the house of interior saluted the carriage and quickly turned away.

The coachman shook the reins and drove the carriage slowly away from the church square.

Marquis goron's residence was next to kite castle and not too far from the cathedral, but it took the coachman two quarters of an hour to get to his destination slowly.

The Silver Knight of the house of interior guarded the door alone. When Sylvia and caitlina stepped out of the carriage, he led the two ladies through the garden of the Marquis house in silence. On the way, they didn't meet any servant or guard. It was obvious that the Marquis of Cologne was ready for a secret conversation. The three went to the door of a single small building, and the knight of the house of interior stopped.

Sylvia and caitlina had hardly entered the door when they saw Roland.

The long Princess of Gambis was dressed in a blue Nightgown, with white gold hair and bearskin slippers on her feet, as if she had just got up from the quilt. She was lazy, angry and somewhat furtive curious. She first gave Katrina a warm hug, and then asked Sylvia, "trisley didn't come with you?"

Sylvia glanced at Roland and went straight to the last room in the corridor.

"Your Highness, why did you mention trisley? And why didn't you change your clothes?" Katrina asked Roland softly, a few steps behind Sylvia.

"Shouldn't I sleep at this time? What's wrong with me wearing a nightdress?" Roland confidently complained, "I'm sleeping soundly. Old goron wants to call me..."

"You're out of bed again." Katrina covered her mouth and snickered. "I should have thought of it."

"Honey, I thought you would have a wonderful night, but I didn't expect you to accompany Sylvia." Roland muttered narrowly.

Katrina was confused at first, and then she understood her close friend's ridicule. She blushed and spat, "what nonsense? I've brought you good news."

"When Sylvia went out, I knew it was good news. I said she would come, and old goron didn't believe it. Now they had nothing to say." Roland raised his fine chin and said proudly.

"My highness, you are the smartest and most beautiful princess in the world. All right?"

"Of course."

When they reached the end of the corridor, Williams pushed open the door and said enthusiastically, "Your Highness, you must tell us something good when you visit late at night."

Sylvia went into the room, greeted Marquis goron's jaw, smiled and said, "good things are always accompanied by big trouble... I hope it won't trouble you."

Williams and Katrina greeted each other, closed the door and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Sit down and talk." Marquis goron personally opened the chairs for the two ladies.

Sylvia sat down and said to the Marquis of Cologne, "time is pressing. Please call a knight to escort us. Seeing is believing."

Marquis goron pulled the rope on the wall. Before long, a steady young knight came into the room, bowed and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

Sylvia took the crystal bottle from Katrina's hand, put it on the table and said, "let him drink it, run it, and resonate with a new element."

Williams was moved. Roland's eyes were shining and he reached for the crystal bottle, but Sylvia stopped him.

"No one else is allowed to touch it. I'll see him drink it with my own eyes and digest all the medicine." Sylvia smiled meaningfully.

Marquis goron's deep eyes swept the faces of the people and nodded slightly. The knight took the medicine, drank it up, closed his eyes and fought silently.

After two quarters of an hour, he opened his eyes and stammered, "big... Sir, I resonated with another... An element bit."

"Incredible! Incredible!"

Williams went up to the knight and looked at him in surprise.

"Interesting." Roland sat on the edge of the table, shaking his snow-white and symmetrical legs and said with interest, "Sylvia, you have brought unimaginable trouble."

"Your Highness, pay attention to your etiquette." Goron glared at her, turned to the knight guard and said, "Becker, this matter is not allowed to be mentioned to anyone! If there is the same medicine behind, you will be the first user. Step back."

"Thank you for your cultivation." The knight's escort saluted, looked gratefully at Sylvia and Katrina, and turned away from the room.

"Becker's father and brother died in the three eastern provinces. The Xunlong Knights expanded their troops and prepared for the war. Becker obeyed my order and used energy potion to promote knights. Only 13 element bits resonated... There are many such Xunlong knights." Marquis goron said with emotion. He paused and asked with burning eyes, "Your Highness Sylvia, what is this medicine?"

Sylvia held the crystal medicine bottle, and the dark green void water element circled in her palm until the crystal bottle was completely eroded, which turned into a water mist and dissipated in the air. Sylvia took back her slender hand as smooth as jade and said with a smile: "gold recovery potion. It is also effective for trainee knights, but it can't help Knights reach extraordinary fields."

"Gold potion? Worthy of the name." Marquis goron nodded, pondered for a moment and said, "I just hope it is not as rare as the Golden Knight."

"If it can't be popularized, Sylvia should call it a legendary recovery potion, and she won't call us up in the middle of the night." Roland said with a smile.

Gambis has thousands of fast Dragon Knights, most of whom are apprentice knights and knights promoted by potions. If the golden potion makes them reach the level of senior trainee knights and senior knights, the overall strength of the glory knights and the fast Dragon Knights will be unimaginably improved. Why did Sylvia take out such a precious extraordinary medicine? Unless she asks us... By the way, it must be the washing medicine secretly made by kite castle! Our training potion has excellent effect and can probably awaken the fighting talent of ordinary nobles. The York family is preparing for the alienated war beast knights. They need more trainee knights. Ha ha, in this way, the value of the gold recovery potion was transferred to the washing potion made by kite castle... Williams thought about it and realized Sylvia's purpose in an instant. He restrained his excitement and asked tentatively, "how can we get the formula of gold recovery potion?"

Sylvia's bright eyes fell on the Regent's face, as if penetrating all his thoughts. Her red lips opened and spit out a word familiar to the aristocracy.

"Marriage."