Chapter 111

Sharp, cold, merciless.

All self deception in front of a "coward" was torn open, the bottom is their own shame and shame. The old president seemed to be ten years old in a moment. His lips hummed several times, and finally he couldn't say a word.

The young king had a mocking smile on his lips and a gloomy chill on his eyebrows. His pale fingertips rapped on the armrest in a slow, nocturnal voice, like an owl gazing at a mole shivering in the dark.

"Let me guess why you chose to flee to Legrand now Because the holy see is going to use you as a sacrifice to solve the black death, isn't it

The old president and Ali were silent.

"You have been begging for mercy for so many years, even selling your best disciples. In the end, you find that in the eyes of the holy court, even if you have hung the cross and recited the holy book backwards, you are still heretic in their eyes. It's their mercy to tolerate heretics for a while longer. " The king said softly, "when the lamb is about to be slaughtered, he will struggle to get out of the cage."

He gave a low sneer and leaned back in his chair.

"What is your strength?" The king raised his head slightly, "because you are very familiar with the Holy See, because you can divine, can spy on fate, can help an army win a hundred battles. Perhaps, your biggest bargaining chip is, do you know what the power of the holy see is? Am I right? Mr. President. "

"Yes, we know what the Holy See plans to do next."

The old president whispered.

"Tell me about it." The king said coldly, "whether you can survive depends on whether you bring enough chips."

His tone made it clear that if astrologers didn't show their value, he would turn around and cut off their heads immediately.

"Their plan is called..."

The old president gave a pause.

"God's blade."

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There are two things that people can not resist, one is the wheel of the times, the other is the power of the gods.

When the two collide with each other, the former and the latter collide, and the vortex will engulf and strangle everything that looks like mole ants.

Blaise was in such a whirlpool.

After the retreat of Ferri III, Blaise changed a lot.

In the previous coronation ceremony, King Charles knelt down in front of the Pope and presented the ball of royal power to the Pope, which symbolized that he fulfilled the promise of his ancestors and returned the earthly rule given by God to the Supreme God. Since then, there has been something new on the blue brescian FLAG embroidered with tulips - the golden cross.

The keen man was aware of the change when there was one more cross on the Blaise Royal insignia.

As Ferri III said when he burned down the palace, King Charles, crowned by the Pope, was just a weak king like a paper man. The cross on his crown is the real master of the country.

When a carriage with a golden cross passed through the street, people gave way one after another. The golden cross is the symbol of the order of the Templars.

As the swords of the holy court, they are the majestic side of the Lord and should not be violated.

In less than a month, the Templars of the Holy See settled in every important town of Blaise.

This change made the local nobles in Blaise feel uneasy

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Blaise's nobles were convinced that there was nothing wrong with going to the Holy See, but it was based on the belief that the Holy See could bring them more benefits. In the past, they were able to collude with the clergy to force the royal family to give way step by step, so as to gain more autonomy and establish their own China in the kingdom.

It has been said that Blaise's royal family is actually a "land island country", which means that under the support of the holy court, the Lord is equal to the monarch in his own territory.

Because of this, the nobles believed in the holy court.

But believing in clay statues is different from giving everything for the Lord. The clergy who came from the holy court took office as sheriffs, which undoubtedly deprived the local lords of their rights.

King Charles is like a puppet, but the local nobles are not willing to lose their own interests. They connect with some bishops, and a stream of criticism against the Pope rises in the country. They claimed that the Pope did it for his own ambition, not for the kingdom of God.

They thought it would stop the Pope from disturbing his actions.

But they were wrong.

For more than a thousand years, the Holy See has been like a silent chariot, which can influence all countries only by its own dignity. Now, with the rise of opposition, the Pope's iron hand policy has driven this long silent chariot to make its terrible roar.

Not willing to be deprived of their rights by the church staff, the local lords of Blaise soon encountered the crusade of the church.

It was an army of knights, and the white gold flag spread like a tide. When God's army surged from the horizon, it was as numerous as a sea of sand. The Knights of the temple chanted the chapter of the holy book and rolled over the territory of the local Lord in silver armor.The horses rolled by, crushing all obstacles in the rumble, and roaring through the world.

Countless people have witnessed, on the battlefield, the sun in the sky above the bright cross. Under the guidance of the cross in the sky, some people even saw the angel in armor appear in front of the army in the battlefield. The angel waved his sword and then disappeared. But the army guided by the angels was invincible, and all the resistance was easily torn apart.

The Pope's iron hand and the power of the Holy See have shocked the world again after many years.

After witnessing the virtual shadow of the angel guiding the army forward, the chroniclers of Blaise called the war in Blaise "the battle of caution".

We all know that at this moment, the Holy See fought in person twice in history.

One was the "war of divine punishment" in Holy Spirit bay for a thousand years, which directly destroyed the powerful Legrand and made the rose royal family fall into endless civil strife. One is the present "war of caution" of Blaise, which directly sweeps all the grievances against the holy see in Blaise. In the afterglow of the war, an unprecedented country has revealed its rudiment.

In this era, it is believed that the victory of war is decided by the Lord.

The Holy See emphasized this point again with its two shocking wars.

The capital of Blaise, the Cathedral of arcelli.

After the coronation of King Charles, the Pope lived here and did not return to the holy city.

The white haired Pope stood with all the cardinals and archbishops in front of the statues in the middle hall of the Basilica. The Cardinal was with the Pope, while the bishops of Blaise stood still below. The Pope looked up at the statue, a little thin under the broad white robe.

"I'm glad you've brought me good news." The Pope opened a thick manuscript and spread it out flat, just like an ordinary priest preaching a holy book to his followers.

"Holy, holy, battle of armies."

Cardinal sissian made a cross on his chest. He was in charge of the order of the Templars. He led the "battle of divine responsibility" on the land of Blaise.

"God bless us, his army is invincible. We've got actual control of Blaise, Pope

"It's not easy to get here, my old friends." The Pope sighed and looked around at the Privy ministers. "Some of us have returned to the embrace of the Lord, others have turned away from us. I'm calling you today to tell you something unfortunate. "

"Listen to you."

The Privy ministers bowed their heads humbly, and before the Pope they were all servants. Because the Pope is the closest person in the world to God.

"His name is Warwick bly." The pope said faintly, "some of you may have heard of this name. He is the most gifted of all our saints. He is the incarnation of Saint Val on earth."

"But not long ago he died."

The bishops were startled. They looked at each other.

Those who can stand here all know what "Blessed One" stands for - every blessed one is carefully cultivated by the holy court, and they can turn into real angels when necessary. The blessed one cannot die, for Angels cannot be killed!

But Warwick bly is dead.

"My friends, it's hard to believe, isn't it?" The Pope turned and his eyes were sharp. "These days' wars have shaken some of you, and you begin to wonder if you really need to build a kingdom on the ground. But if we can get power from God, why can't heretics get power from the dark? "

"The monarch of Legrand has fallen completely."

"Darkness is reviving on the earth through the kingdom of man. If we can't build the kingdom of God, how will we save the world and fight against darkness?"

He snapped.

"It is the duty of all the apostles to establish the kingdom of God." The cardinal Secretary of state, Simon, replied in a loud voice that he was still carrying the blood of these days' War. His eyes swept over the other people in the middle hall, "only the degenerate will waver because of the blood of heresy."

"The Lord is on the earth. He will return to the earth and bring us salvation."

Bishops of Blaise were startled. Cecilian, who was in charge of the military affairs of the Holy See, was the right arm of the Pope. He was the most loyal person to the pope in the Holy See. To some extent, he is the sharpest sword in the hands of the Pope.

At the time of the Pope's handover, the situation was similar to what it is now. The dialogue at that time directly triggered the later unprecedented "heretical cleansing movement".

This time, will there be a new cleaning?

"Peter, Caspar, Blair..." The Pope read out some names slowly, and the people who were read their names turned pale.

The door of the hall suddenly opened, and the Templars swarmed in and took them down.

"Zongzuo! The throne Bishop Peter, who was first named, was pale, struggling to say something.But the hall was silent, and the cardinals in charge of the internal trial of the Holy See were expressionless.

"I'm sorry."

The Pope looked piteously at bishop Peter, who had been knocked to the ground.

"You've forgotten your own heart, and you've been in company with a degenerate man like Ferri, who is still unrepentant after being punished. May the Lord give you the final salvation. "

"God guides us in our way!" All the Cardinals rose and raised their arms, "Jihad! Holy war! Holy war

"The Lord is above."

The Pope raised his hand and made a cross on his chest.

"We have regained God's rights from God's lamb. Now, we should really build his kingdom!"

1433, spring.

The winter snow from last year to this year was melted by the fire of war. After melting, it gathered into a bloody river. The storm between the deep channel has gradually stopped, and the ocean current has begun to change direction. The ships from the East Bank of the deep channel to Legrand will be in a favorable opportunity to go with the wind and water.

In the Basilica of arcelli in Blaise, the blade will be drawn.

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Hell, Castle of black stone and white bone.

The devil sat on the tower, the scepter of bones aside.

He drank slowly, a kind of liquor called "night rose".

It's a kind of hell's special liquor. After drinking it, it's like a fire, but the taste is a bit bitter. It makes people feel like an elegant and lonely madman.

The lady of the dead in hell is the best brew of this kind of wine, because this kind of wine needs to use the spring of hell, the fragment of soul. The water of the abyss spring is cold all the year round. The water is very clear, but it can freeze the metal into ice when it falls down. Only the dead can be unaffected, but the wine made with this kind of water is very strong.

The devil added rose petals to it. It looks scarlet as blood.

For more than a thousand years, sometimes the devil would sit alone on the tower of no one's Rose Palace and drink from himself.

He drank this wine, waiting for a man like this to come back.

Monra the crow quietly stops at a distance from the devil. Even the crow didn't want to be too close to him when he was drinking.

The devil's hand holding the glass suddenly stopped in the air.

He looked up as if he saw the world through the dark red sky.

"Here we go."

The wine in the devil's hand suddenly disappeared, he stood up, the wind blowing his black dress, like a swallow tail.

He left hell without hesitation.