The Holy Right of a Comic

Roy recited that famous sentence in an aria-like voice.

"This is a story that happened in Tsarist Russia. When Vladimir Nabokov was a teenager, he fell in love with a girl. The girl died of typhoid fever... After that, he was abandoned by a rich widow. Vladimir is infatuated with the landlady's daughter Lolita, calling him a goblin...to get close to this precocious, rebellious girl, he becomes her godfather."

The author of this book is originally of Russian origin, so it can be said that it happened in Tsarist Russia in the past. Roy even directly changed the author's name into the protagonist's name, and the story in it has also been changed a lot by him. After changing Roy, I found that the taste seemed wrong.

The story is very long, and it is impossible for Roy to finish it in a short period of time, and the truth that the book wants to warn people cannot be understood by the current Royal Highness.

After talking for almost half an hour, Roy stopped. He lowered his head and looked at Her Royal Highness, who was holding the quilt and listening to his story with beautiful big eyes shining brightly. He just took a deep breath and said in a low voice: " ...Okay Anna, I'll tell you the story later, it's past half past ten and you need to go to bed."

This time, Her Royal Highness was not being willful, she just lay down a little more upright, then suddenly turned her head to look at Roy, and asked expectantly, "...Godfather, am I your little elf?"

Roy was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "...You are still too young to be a goblin, Your Royal Highness!"

"Well……"

Anastasia pouted unhappily again, and said with a small temper: "...No, I'm going to become the godfather's goblin."

"You, do you understand what that means?"

Roy shook his head. He bent down, kissed Her Royal Highness on the forehead, and said softly: "...Then, Anna is now a goblin. Go to sleep, my little goblin, good night!"

"Good night, Godfather."

Anastasia smiled sweetly, and closed her clear eyes. The moonlight outside the window was shining on her long silver hair. I don't know if her hair was turned into moonlight, or the moonlight was woven into her hair.

After sitting quietly like this for a long time, after seeing Her Royal Highness's breathing gradually stabilized, Roy stood up lightly. He turned off the light and blew out the candles, then closed the door gently, and left the princess' bedroom.

Outside the bedroom, a carriage had been waiting for a long time. Yanfeng sat on the driver's seat. Two oil lamps inlaid with gold thread were hung on the eaves of the carriage. Roy got into the carriage and leaned on a soft chair On the mat, he closed his eyes and said, "...Go back to the church."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The agent responded in a low voice, and the horse left the summer palace and ran on the dark night road.

Afterwards, several carriages carrying agents walked in the shadows, faintly protecting Roy's carriage.

In the distance, is St. Petersburg! .

Chapter Thirteen Set a Small Goal and Master the Holy Church

In the Peter and Paul Cathedral in St. Petersburg, Roy was sitting in his office, holding a quill in his hand and reviewing documents.

As one of the three major Christian sects, 80% of Tsarist Russia are Orthodox Christians, whether they are deep believers or not, this is already a huge number, and it is a conservative estimate if Christians in other regions and countries are included There are also hundreds of millions of Orthodox Christians, which was the population at the beginning of the twentieth century.

Under such circumstances, Roy, as the patriarch, has a lot of work to do. He has to act like a leader, approving the accounting, statistics, missionary plans, church expansion or maintenance, etc. sent by the bishops of the various dioceses. Waiting for the budget and results inspection, the work can be said to be busy.

However, Roy has plenty of experience, so he won't be overwhelmed. In the world of Godslayer, he was the shopkeeper, and in the end of Qin Dynasty, he was only in charge of the first army. However, in the world from scratch, Roy has been in power for a long time. For four hundred years, experience and ability are impeccable.

After approving and rejecting a bishop's idea of ​​continuing to build a new church, Roy put down the quill, took a sip of the cold coffee at the side, and then leaned back on the soft chair behind him, watching through the window Watching the birds flying and chirping in the garden outside the window.

"I planned to live in peace and stability like this, but there are always troubles coming up."

Roy sighed softly, feeling a little helpless.

Returning to the moon world, the world has spanned two thousand years, and even ran directly from the ancient country of China to Tsarist Russia. Roy planned to live in peace and stability, and thoroughly consolidate the "mercury spell" here. The materials of the three magics, living leisurely from the beginning of the 20th century to the 21st century, can also feel the changes in the world.

At Roy's level, unless he has any obsessions or ambitions, he has already taken power very lightly. When a clergyman preaches, so that more people have faith and have peace of mind, he becomes There's nothing wrong with being a hermit.

Although Roy inexplicably changed from an ordinary clergyman to a patriarch of a large sect, it was not unexpected.

"But now I feel that the position of being the spiritual leader of people is not suitable for me'". "

Roy's tone is leisurely, this is the self-confidence of the strong, because he believes that no one in this world can hurt him, and because he believes that he is at the top of the world, so he can do things without haste or haste.

Although Roy also knows that the water in the world this month is actually very deep, even if he has reached the peak of human beings, it is difficult to deal with some exceptions. The master craftsman he met in "Kingdom of Shadows", Roy is not absolutely sure to defeat her now.

But at the very least, he has already stood in the same position as Scathach, and the possibility that he can see in the future is higher than that old man who has been 'decayed'... the beautiful lady.

It was also because Roy didn't know much about Christianity in this world, so he 'mistakenly entered' the Orthodox Church and turned himself into the Patriarch. But it wasn't until he sat in this position that he realized that the missionary sects of the Christianity were actually the same as The Holy Church has nothing to do with it.

Although the Church of the Holy Church is a secret department of the Christianity, it is the protector of the entire Christianity and the sharp sword for judging heresy, but it operates independently and has no affiliation with the three major sects, whether it is Roy, the Orthodox Patriarch Neither the Pope nor the Pope has the right to manage the affairs of the Holy Church.

From Yanfeng's mouth, Roy also probably knew the operation method of the Holy Church. The entire Holy Church has many departments, such as the "Eighth Secret Society" where Yanfeng is located. The function of this organization is to recycle and manage the world. There are holy relics all over the place, and the Holy Church also has institutions such as departments that manage finances, the Knights Templar, the Teutonic Knights, the Knights Hospital, the Inquisition that manages the agents, and so on.

The most incredible thing is that there is no real manager of the entire Holy Church. All institutions are actually parallel departments without any affiliation. They only operate on the basis of teachings and beliefs. There have been no major incidents in the past two thousand years of operation. I have to say that belief is really a terrible power.

As the leader of God who leads the lamb in the mortal world, a patriarch like Roy will not be told too much about magic and the trial of heresy in the church. This is to maintain the purity of the duties of the patriarch and the pope. , To prevent being bewitched by heresy, all the things in the dark are left to those heretic judges to deal with.

Roy's position has the highest status in Christianity. He is the spiritual leader of all believers and all the clergy of the Holy Church, but he doesn't know much information, such as the change of the clock tower and the convening of the Dead Apostle Council , If Roy hadn't taken the initiative to ask these things, no one would have reported them to him.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. It seems that this position is really not suitable for me. I need to change my thinking."

I don't know if this world is because King Solomon still exists in the records of the Hall of Valor. Roy's "clairvoyance" obtained from Solomon is not very effective, otherwise Roy would not have the problem of information occlusion.

He originally planned to live through the twentieth century with ease, but since he has been in a high position for a long time, he feels very uncomfortable with the feeling that he can't control everything. In addition, there are always some young people who jump out to find trouble. It made Roy very quiet and wanted to make trouble.

"¨‖ You don't want me to live an easy life, so be prepared to be troubled by me. First, set a small goal, starting with the Holy Church...Since the Holy Church has not had a real church for two thousand years. Leader, then I have no choice but to do my part, so that those magicians and dead disciples will not dare to dance in front of me casually."

"...The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It is true that gold will always shine wherever it is."

Roy boasted a bit, and his expression was still so leisurely. (Zhao's Zhao) In the eyes of others, this may be a miracle that is difficult to accomplish, but in Roy's view, as long as he is willing, this is an ordinary miracle that can be accomplished library of things.

Just after Roy changed his strategy and found a new thing to do, there was a light knock on the office door.

"Come in, Yanfeng!"

No need to think about it, Roy knows who is coming.

Wearing a black priest's robe, an oriental man with a solemn and marble-like expression walked into Roy's office. He stood at the door with his head lowered, and said in a slightly nervous tone: "...Your Majesty, there are people from the Holy Church Church coming to see you you."

"Oh, who is it?"

Seeing Yanfeng's slightly nervous mood, Roy aroused a little interest, and if Yanfeng could have such emotions, he should be a big figure in the Holy Church.

Sure enough, Yan Feng's answer gave Roy confirmation.

"It's the director of the Burial Agency!".

Chapter Fourteen Burial Organization

"Greetings to you, Your Majesty!"

Standing in front of Roy was a man in his thirties. He was wearing a religious gown, with a cross hanging on his chest, and his hair was a little messy. He looked very artistic. This man's expression was slightly frivolous, although in He greeted Roy, but the arrogance implied in it was obvious, and he didn't respect Roy when facing him.

"Are you Narubalek, the head of the Burial Authority of this generation?"

Roy was not angry, and his expression was still as compassionate and peaceful as a priest, as if he had seen through everything in this world, and everything was under the control of the Lord.

The director of the burial agency named Narubalek was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Roy, a "young man" who appeared out of nowhere and had been the Patriarch of the Eastern Orthodoxy for a few years, would live in such a heavy mood. Angry, he restrained his frivolity a little, bowed slightly and said: "...It's right here!"

After finishing speaking, the director of the burial agency boldly raised his head and stared at Roy, with a faint bloody murderous aura on his body, but the murderous aura was not released on Roy, but the director of the agency was killing countless people. The aura from the battlefield brought by the disciples.

Normal people, even ordinary agents, would turn pale in the face of this tragic murderous aura, but Narubalek found that this mysterious Orthodox Patriarch still had a gentle smile and his expression remained unchanged. When the brutal and bloody murderous aura approached him, it seemed to be melted by the holy light around him, and he calmed down.

This made Narubalek a little unbelievable, because in his perception, the Dongzheng Patriarch in front of him was an ordinary person without any magical power, and he did not undergo cruel training like other agents. It can be seen from some small movements, such as Yanfeng next to him, his muscles are tense when his murderous aura appears, this looks like an experienced fighter, but Roy does not make any movements in the face of his murderous aura , full of 'flaws'.

‘That’s interesting, earthly angels? '

Narubalek's heart was faintly filled with joyful excitement. The Orthodox Patriarch was already well-known in the Christianity. Nanubalek came to Tsarist Russia this time. It's not like I didn't have the idea of ​​meeting this mysterious figure.

It took one year from an ordinary priest to become the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church. In seven years, the entire Orthodox Church bowed its head and surrendered. It took one of the three major Christian sects to completely control it. 'It's a miracle that can be done, it's God's favorite.

Roy pretended not to know about Narubalek's probing behavior. The reason why he didn't even have an instinctive reaction to his so-called murderous intent was because the other party was too weak. Did the little ants who lost their way under their feet jump up in fright?

In front of Roy, Narubalek was that little ant showing off his might.

At this time, Roy was thinking about the burial institution.

If the Church of the Holy Church is a group of "removing demons", then the organization of burial is a group of "killing demons". It is the most important factor. Every member of the burial organization needs to have the ability to kill heretics. On the contrary, faith and conduct are ranked behind. This is a heresy-like existence in the church.

It can be said that every member of the Burial Organization is strong enough to fight the servants. If they go to participate in the Holy Grail War, they can definitely participate in it in person.

The burial institution was established eight hundred years ago by Mitchell Roa Baldam Young, but the priest of the church was obsessed with 'eternal life', and deceived the princess of the true ancestor eight hundred years ago to turn himself into an 'Ah Kasha's Snake', and then the burial agency was taken over by 'Naru Balek'.

Narubalek is a family name within the church, and it is also synonymous with the head of the burial organization. The head of each generation of the burial organization comes from this family, which is similar to the Barthumello family in the clock tower.

Using the church's secret method to carry out inhuman training and even transformation, so as to possess the power far beyond human beings and reach the level of "monster". Roy believes that each generation of "Narubalek" is not considered a treasure. , enough to engage in hand-to-hand combat with any high-ranking heroic spirit, it can be said to be the same existence as the church's nuclear weapons.

Of course, if you count the Noble Phantasm, that's another story.

Heroic spirits are the sublimation of fantasy, but the church also holds the world's largest mysterious foundation - the "Bible"!

"From the Narubalek in front of him, we can know how cruel the cultivation and selection of this family is. This guy has a personality disorder at all. He definitely didn't become like this because of killing the dead disciples, but has changed from the very beginning. Became a monster. '

Roy shook his head lightly. If he wanted to obtain the fighting ability of a heroic spirit with a mortal body, the price he paid would be terrible just thinking about it, just like the price Roy paid for becoming a godslayer is " Killing God', this kind of difficulty would be daunting just thinking about it.

‘However, just as I was about to say to control the Church of the Holy Church, the head of the Burial Authority ran out. This is the revelation of the Lord, so let’s start with the Burial Authority and hold the Church of the Holy Church in your hands. '

Roy's eyes flickered, mastering the burial organization, the darkest organization of the Holy Church, is equivalent to gaining the transcendent status of the Holy Church. Of course, the burial organization Roy wants is not Narubalek's burial organization. But after cleaning, it belongs to its own burial institution.

Thinking of this, Roy smiled and said, "...Mr. Narubalek, what's the matter with you coming to see me in St. Petersburg?"

In the Christianity, Roy's status is much higher than that of Narubalek. He is the spokesperson of the Lord in the world, but the chief of the burial agency doesn't give face at all. His expression is cheerful, even a little distorted, straightforward He said: "... St. Petersburg, no, the whole of Tsarist Russia is not safe. I suggest that you leave this country now and go to other places for refuge."

"Refuge? There are tens of millions of believers in Tsarist Russia. How can I abandon the Lord's believers and take refuge in a so-called safe place?"

Roy shook his head and refused, with a holy and compassionate expression. He drew the cross on his chest, as if he was praying for the tens of millions of believers.

Narubalek laughed strangely twice, his tone was low as if he was telling a horror story, "...Then Your Majesty must be careful, if you die at the hands of those heretics, don't blame me for not reminding you, but please Rest assured, if you really die by their hands, I will definitely avenge you and send them to hell!"

The disrespectful words that seemed to be threatening made Yanfeng on the side look annoyed. Although the members of the burial agency have always been feared by the performers, and their reputation in the church is very bad, these lunatics actually speak loudly in front of the crown. Let this The agent was also really angry.

Roy raised his hand to stop Kotomine who wanted to get mad, he didn't seem to care about Naruballek's disrespect at all, he just squinted his eyes and smiled: "... Sir Naruballek, can you tell me what the hell is going on? Has something happened to the country?".

Chapter Fifteen The Ancestor of the Dead, the Magic Association and the Holy Church

"Of course, my lord, this is not something that must be kept from you."

The head of the burial agency, who was slightly crazy and had a completely unsound personality, laughed twice in a low voice, with a heart-shattering murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly: "... It is rumored that someone discovered a place of gods in the territory of Tsarist Russia. It is likely to be related to the main god of Slavic mythology, Sventovit, the god of gods."

"Rumor?"

Roy frowned, and accurately grasped the most important part of the chief's words.

"That's right, Your Majesty! It's just rumors that the Church of the Holy Church conducted a large-scale search in the territory of Tsarist Russia, but failed to find the so-called remains of the Age of Gods, but the actions of the Dead Apostles Council are true. The magicians in the area are also looking at this place, and they will definitely send people here secretly."

The head of the burial agency murmured in an excited tone. This big movement of heretics gathering together made him feel the bloody storm coming, and killing the heretics was exactly what the head of the agency was looking forward to.

"Senior Narubalek, this is full of obvious conspiracies."

Roy tapped his finger on the mahogany table in front of him. A rumor that attracted the covetousness of so many forces, the most important thing is that it is just a rumor, which is interesting no matter how you look at it, regardless of whether it is the Church of the Holy Church or the Dead Apostles Neither the council nor the Mage Association are fools.

"My lord, this is indeed full of conspiracy, but no one can deny it, right? It is a relic of the age of gods that may exist, or a relic of Slavic mythology. Magicians and heretics are trying to bring the world back to the age of gods." Source, a possible relic of the age of the gods must be what they are after. Besides, the magic base of Slavic mythology has long since disappeared. If anyone can get the knowledge of the age of gods in the Russian region from the relic, it is possible to complete it' The miracle of "resurrection from the dead" and the great cause of reappearing the foundation of the age of gods in the modern age are enough to make a magician a so-called "crown."

"... Sventovit is the supreme god of Slavic mythology. Legend has it that he rides a white horse, holds a sword and spear, and has three hundred soldiers and horses behind him at any time. This may also be related to the Hall of Valor in Norse mythology, and if those who have left the world The gods left behind by the gods are the secret treasures of the secret treasures in modern times, even the ancestors of the dead disciples will covet them madly."

"And since the heretics of the magicians and the dead are gathered together, how can we miss the Church of the Holy Church? The church will never allow heresies to wreak havoc on the land blessed by the Lord!"

The chief of the department seemed to be moaning piously, but the bloodthirsty light in his eyes was undoubtedly telling others that what he was looking forward to was not fighting for the Lord, but indulging in the pleasure of killing heretics.

The mystery of the Age of Gods attracts magicians, and the possible existence of powerful Age of Gods costumes attracts the ancestors of the dead, and the existence of the two will inevitably allow the Holy Church to join them. The Holy Church will never allow these mysteries of the Age of Gods to be passed on to modern times. It must be sealed, no matter who set up this bureau, it is really magnificent, with a simple rumor, the most powerful mysterious forces in the world are included in it.

This is a complete conspiracy. It doesn't matter if the rumor is false, but if it is true, it will be a big loss for those who did not participate.

"Then, Sir Narubalek, how many members of the burial agency did you bring with you this time?"

Roy asked again, seemingly concerned about the combat power of the Holy Church, but mainly for his own future purposes.

Narubalek, the head of the burial agency, was embarrassed for a moment, but he said honestly: "...the members of the burial agency of this generation are really not very qualified. For the time being, I am the only one here, but As long as I am alone is enough, if those wastes are really needed, I will also send them. This time, there will be a large number of agents and Templars joining them, and those heretics will definitely be left on this land! "

"I understand, Sir Narubalek, I am very grateful that you want me to leave this country for my safety, but as the spokesperson of the Lord on earth, as the leader trusted by believers, I will not abandon them left."

Roy shook his head, once again rejected Narubalek's initial proposal, and at the same time issued an order to evict the guest.

"Then you have to take care of your own personal safety, Your Majesty!"

With a bloody smile on his face, Narubalek bowed slightly and left the office.

When the head of the burial agency left, Yanfeng said unhappily: "...Your Majesty, the people in the burial agency really don't know what to do!"

"Don't get angry, Yanfeng...Although Narubalek's beliefs are not very pious, it is true that he is a believer, but his beliefs should be 'Protestantism'."

Roy waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care. Protestantism believes that people and God can communicate directly, and there is no need for so-called clergy as a medium. Therefore, Protestants do not recognize the Pope and Patriarch very much.

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"The Magic Association, the ancestor of the dead, the Holy Church, and the precarious empire, this is really a troubled time..."

Roy stood up and looked out the window. St. Petersburg is sunny today, but it seems to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, which makes people feel dull and depressed.

...

In a small town in a valley of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, this place is hidden by magic.