Ride and Cut

"The seed of infatuation, this description is too suitable for Beruni."

"You have to pay attention. Although he is indeed crazy, his brain is not stupid." His Majesty Sargerei paused, and then continued, "Such a lunatic with a keen mind but who doesn't care about anything can only be described as unimaginable. No matter how careful you are, you can't be too careful."

"Okay Your Majesty, I will beware of this poisonous snake." Clothes depend on people. The lord is wearing a straight dress made by an elf tailor. With his chin raised, he naturally looks extraordinarily righteous and heroic, and his cruel words are also loud.

"Does this message need to be passed on to other envoys?"

Judging from the time spent, Li Cha felt that the few people in front should only have time to give a few words of routine exhortation, and it is impossible for them to be babbled and exhorted like himself.

"No need, it's not a secret among the upper echelons of the kingdom, they all know it." Sargerei waved his hand, "Although you are brave and extraordinary on the battlefield, you are still a novice in Vanity Fair, so I will say a few more words."

After a few words of routine encouragement, the lord of the Alpine Castle left again under the guidance of the attendants. The sound of footsteps became farther and farther away, and only Sargerei was left in the study for the time being.

Facing the vase, he suddenly spread his five fingers to cover the delicate red rose. The fighting energy as solid as water flowed out from between the fingers, like a soft ribbon, shuttled back and forth between the petals and branches, clever and light.

This is just an appearance, the seemingly weak fighting spirit brilliance contains a violent force that is absolutely enough to easily kill a knight in costume. But the delicate rose shrouded in the middle was clearly not even half hurt.

This superb control is enough to make most swordsmen die of shame.

But even so, the master still seems dissatisfied.

"It's still a long way, very far, but how to continue." Sargerei showed a bit of confusion on his face.

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In most parts of Pompeii, Advent is the biggest festival of the year.

Send off the god of winter, which represents coldness and chill, and welcome the god of spring, which represents warmth and vitality.

It is also the only day in a year when girls can take the initiative to confide their feelings to their sweethearts. They will send all kinds of fruits to represent their hearts, generally speaking, they are persimmons and winter jujubes that are in season.

It is said that some beautiful teenagers can harvest a whole box full of various fruits as long as they drive around the street, which is very exaggerated.

The envoys chose to leave on this day, undoubtedly because they wanted to be happy and get a good start. However, the citizens of Frisian were obviously a bit perfunctory in seeing off the envoys, standing feebly on the street and waving their hands to finish the job. After all, the war has not yet affected them, so it doesn't matter if they mediate or not.

It was only after Li Cha set off that he discovered that Priest Bruno, who had partnered with him in the last battle between Pompey and Stuart, actually appeared in the envoys.

He had a good personal relationship with this calm and gentle Ice and Snow Priest who didn't grow any grass on his head. He was naturally very happy to see his old acquaintance, and he waved excitedly to say hello.

But despite the excitement, the lord can't help but wonder, the Ice and Snow Priest is a serious clergyman of the Ice and Snow Goddess Church. Now that the entire Ice and Snow Goddess Church has been banned by Pompeii, why does he dare to appear in the envoy team swaggeringly.

Bruno also waved to him, but it seemed that he was inconvenient to come because of something at hand. He opened his mouth and seemed to shout a few words, but it was too far away to hear clearly.

"Okay, I see!" The lord took a bite of the persimmon and nodded seriously.

There were several sacks of persimmons and winter dates beside him, and the girls of Fulishi were not stingy with their enthusiasm for this hero who was known as the dragon slayer.

"Do you think it's possible that Bruno came back secretly for revenge?" Li Cha gnawed on the persimmons while brainstorming the whole spy war drama.

Gunther's mouth watered, he also wanted to eat persimmons. But the lord of his family said that it was all his wishes, and he should not let it down easily. He insisted on eating all of them himself, and he was reluctant to give him even one.

"Probably not." Hurt didn't seem too sure.

"Master Li Cha, you are thinking too much." A burst of hearty laughter came from not far away, "The Ice and Snow Priests who were unwilling to leave all changed their names to Ice and Snow Mage and stayed in the army. There are even believers of the Ice and Snow Goddess among the people, and there is no mandatory requirement, but they are not allowed to preach and build churches."

Richard turned his head to see Paul, the second seat of the envoys and the Bishop of Pompeii of the Church of the Holy Light.

This Lord Paul is not ordinary. It is said that he came from a poor family, but he is the one who has cultivated the most advanced Holy Light magic in the past three hundred years of the Holy See of Light. He was originally one of the twelve members of the College of Cardinals. It is rumored that he has a good chance of taking over the post of Pope. He is a real big shot.

However, after Pompeii proclaimed the Church of the Holy Light as the state religion, he left the College of Cardinals and became Bishop of Pompeii.

You must know that every pope is born from a cardinal, without exception. Although his job transfer this time, although he has become the official of the Church of the Holy Light, it is equivalent to cutting off the possibility of succeeding the Pope, and the gain is obviously not worth the loss. It is said that he asked for it, which is really confusing.

According to the words of the lord, it is a typical representative of self-exile and self-improvement, and all the people of Gaoshanbao must learn from it.

But to be fair, although this Bishop Paul has already turned gray at the temples in middle age, his eyes are clearer and brighter than those of children, forming a strong sense of contrast, which makes people curious.

Bishop Paul's personal charm is as extraordinary as his magical skills.

So even though he knew he was a clergyman, there were quite a few girls who gave him fruit on the Spring Festival, but they were all politely rejected in the name of serving the Holy Light. At that time, the lord did not think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he even took the lead in booing and fighting.

"In other words, there are still many believers and clergy from the former Ice and Snow Goddess Church in Pompeii who are still active?" Richard felt that this was more reasonable.

After all, religious belief is not like a candle that can be lit or extinguished when it is said to be lit. It is definitely not realistic to change the main object of belief in Pompeii from the goddess of ice and snow to the god of holy light in a short period of time.

"Yes."

"Do you not mind?" The lord turned his head to look at him.

Paul was surrounded by many priests and nuns, most of whom looked relatively young. Because they were young, they couldn't hide things. In the eyes they looked at Bruno, the disgust could not be concealed at all.

"I don't mind." Bishop Paul's eyes were extremely pure, like clear sapphires under the sunlight, "The Lord taught us to be merciful, so how can we bear to treat these poor people who are wandering in fate. Moreover, not believing in the Lord is their loss, not the church's."

"Your mind is wider than the sky." Li Cha gave a thumbs up.

pain. die. I. up.