Lord of Glory

"Your Majesty, these long-eared elves huddled in the forest dare to be so powerful. They have taught us that our Inquisition treats us as nothing!"

In the magnificent cathedral covered with white stone slabs. Oxwell, wearing the robe of a red archbishop, was half-kneeling on the ground, looking fiercely at the people sitting peacefully on the stage. Under the huge statue of Enos is a throne made of silver and gold. A man wearing a triple crown and a white gold robe sat on the throne. The sunlight shining down from the huge glazed window behind him was so bright that people could not open their eyes and couldn't clearly see the person's appearance. Only a dark outline could be barely seen.

This person is the Pope. The living emperor with divine power. Enos' only spokesperson in the world. The head and head of the church, the first saint. At this moment, listening to Oxwell's report in the audience, the pope, whose age and appearance could not be clearly seen, just raised his hand slightly, supported his crooked face on the armrest of the throne, and said slowly: "The one from the south The heretics are panting and restless, the heretics in the north are watching with eager eyes, the heretics in the west are gearing up, and now there is another heresy in the east, the rat-eating night owl." "His Majesty the Pope?"

Oxwell, who was a little confused, asked strangely, but heard His Majesty the Pope still stubbornly continue: "The elves are in turmoil, and are these inferior creatures with long ears unwilling to accept the fate of defeat that has lasted for thousands of years?" At this point, The Pope paused and suddenly tilted his head, as if the eyes in the dark shadow were looking at Oxwell: "My dagger, go and get ahead of those long-eared heretics. Kill Sam, the president of the Night Owl Society." Redo's head hangs in the Holy City. It is burned by the holy fire."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Pope suddenly dropped a pure gold cross, and the latter immediately raised his hand to take it. Maybe this cross contains some special power. Oxwell's eyes widened for a moment and he bowed his head: "It is my duty to purify the heretics in the flames! May Enos protect us!" "Amen. -

The Pope muttered calmly. Watching Oxwell clutch the cross in his hand tightly and fly away. And this is the largest church in the entire continent. Only the Pope sat quietly on the throne.

Suddenly, as if talking to himself, the pope's murmuring voice broke the unbearable silence: "Night owls will hunt elves. The elves were furious and violated the ten thousand-year treaty and left the forest. The attitudes of various countries swayed. . . . Those Apocalypse went to the Night Owl Meeting some time ago and were seriously injured. Who could hurt the Apocalypse? Who did the Apocalypse see? Why did this mysterious man want to provoke the elves to anger? Did he think that all countries would do this for such a reason? A heretic and resisting the elves? There is a conspiracy, there is a conspiracy. Who is it?"

The pope who was muttering to himself suddenly bowed down, revealing that it was only thirty times. The image of a strange man with completely gray hair. I saw him frowning solemnly, stroking the chessboard in front of him. One's own side is the white stone, and the enemy's side is the black stone. Arranged in two columns on a black and white chessboard. Just listen to him continue to murmur: "The chess pieces are already in place, but the intention is unclear. There are still hidden pieces lurking in the dark."

I saw the Pope gently stretching out his hand to hold a pawn and move it forward. as a normal step in starting. "Then, I will use a chess piece to test and see what your plans are." At this point, the pope, who had a young and handsome face and gray hair, raised his head slightly, looked at the square of the chessboard, and suddenly frowned at the empty space. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Then, who are you, the person playing chess with me?"

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the other side. After receiving the announcement from the elves, an uproar immediately broke out in the southern countries. There is no doubt that they are the first characters to bear the brunt of the elves' army that has not emerged for thousands of years. Not to mention the troubled Kingdom of Norton, the Free Trade Alliance and the Principality of Barbary. At this moment, he is in the Eagle City, the capital of the Principality of Kasmi. Alfred looked expressionless as he looked at the letter in his hand. Suddenly he put it aside, stood up and said to the servant next to him: "Go and summon Kalech. I have something important to tell him."

The servant immediately hurried out of the manor and went straight to Kalechi's mansion. But Alfred very calmly said to the attendant Salander who had been following him: "Put me on armor." The dark-skinned Salander immediately performed his duties faithfully. He took off the gauntlet and breastplate from the shelf next to him and loaded it on Alfred very carefully.

"My Lord Earl. I have something to ask." "Okay." Alfred looked calm and stretched out his hands to let Salander put on the armor. But I heard Salander lowering his head, unable to see his expression and murmuring in a low voice: "The elves are here, sir, do you want to start a war?" "Yes, heretics are invading. We can't just sit back and watch. This is It is the glory of Enos that guides me.”

After hearing these words, Salander was silent for a while. Suddenly he said presumptuously: "I have been with you for several years. I am very clear about your conduct. Please forgive me for my presumption. Now even if the Holy See issues an announcement asking the southern countries to rise up to resist the elves, they will They are wavering and do not dare to confront them head-on. And since you, my lord, have taken the brunt of setting an example, those kings will naturally not dare not to fight with you. Defeat will be a heavy loss, but once you win, my lord, you will be the hero who leads the southern countries to resist the invasion of foreign enemies. . Maybe, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire will personally grant you the title."

"Salander, do you know what a smart person is?" After hearing these words, Alfred asked without changing his expression. The latter raised his head in confusion, but saw Alfred continue. : "A smart person wants others not to see that he is smart. Are you? A fool." "Yes, yes..." Feeling the cold light flashing in Alfred's eyes, he knew deeply how cold-blooded this adult was, ignoring the nobles Out of honor, he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

When Salander nervously helped Alfred put on his armor, there was a sudden knock on the door: "Sir, I'm here." "Come in." Alfred said softly. Salander opened the door very wisely and introduced Kalech, who was also wearing Aries armor. The two looked at each other and refused to speak. Salander immediately went out and closed the door behind him. After confirming that Salander was gone, Kalechi looked at Alfred, who was covered in armor, and immediately said with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes: "Sir, are you really going to start a war?"

"Well, but before that, you should immediately recruit some elf assassins who are willing to risk their lives as soon as possible. I believe that with your connections, it will not be difficult to find some exiled assassins." "Elf assassins? Sir, you want..."

Looking at Kalechi's confused face, Alfred casually took the Aries helmet and put it on his head, still calmly saying: "There must be a suitable reason for starting a war. Think about it, our great new Grand Duke He was still young, but he was assassinated by a despicable elf. I, the leader of the Aries Knights, Count White Orchid, killed the assassin with all my strength, but the Grand Duke was brutally murdered. I am a knight who fights for the Lord with grief and anger. Code, serve as the temporary Grand Duke and lead an army to conquer the elves. This is perfectly justified."

Hearing this poisonous plan, Kalechi was not disgusted but was excited and suddenly reminded: "Even if the Grand Duke dies, the first, second, third, and fourth heirs are still alive. How could it be your turn? What?" "Huh, Kalechi, you have to know that despicable elves will not assassinate just one person." "Sir, you are smart!"

"Stop talking nonsense, prepare our trusted knights, and remove all the guards in the palace. We only wait for the death of the Grand Duke, and it will be my turn to be the master of the entire Principality of Kasmi!" Al said in this way! Fred, a golden light flashed faintly in his eyes hidden in his blood-red hair. That's right, Paladin's plan began to be implemented step by step. The knight on the chessboard jumped over the pieces and took the first step. To be continued. .