Throne of the North

The nobles of the Serra Kingdom don’t have much fun with each other. What happens to a noble can cause a long period of discussion in the entire noble circle.

The news that Archbishop Dawn appeared in the territory of Baron Mendes’ family spread quickly, and everyone was guessing what the Church wanted to do.

Because the three days of miracles made all the nobles concerned, but after the three days of miracles, the Church did not take any action, especially the nobles were very clear about the dispute between the fanatics and Baron Ryan’s army.

The Church did not fight back, which did not match the nobles’ perception of the Church.

Archbishop Adriana’s actions made the nobles discuss this matter again.

"I heard that Baron Ryan's army has escorted Carlos's caravan to the forest. The Church actually ignored the death of hundreds of believers?"

Some nobles were puzzled and doubted:

"Could it be that the Church does not intend to go to war with the Empire in the northern land?"

This speculation made the nobles panic all of a sudden. They were too close to the Empire. If the Empire threatened them with their belief in light or dawn, it would be a helpless ending, because the policy of the Dawn Church might not exist in the northern land.

"It's impossible. With the strength of the Holy See, it is completely possible to surround the Empire from all sides."

"But the Holy See and the Empire have lost more than once. Even their Holy Son and their cardinals died in the hands of the Empire."

"The Holy See is no longer the Holy See of more than a hundred years ago."

"It is absolutely impossible. The kingdom relies on the Holy See. Your Majesty has made a request to the Holy See. Even if the Holy See ignores those noble leaders, it must not give up the faith of the Kingdom of Serra."

One noble retorted, very nervous, because he was deeply bound to the Holy See, and had been loyal to the Holy See for many years.

But no matter how much they talked, the panic among the nobles was not fake.

"Opportunity, this is our opportunity!"

Bishop Nelson's eyes were shining, he saw his chance to turn things around.

"The archbishop didn't care, not even about the death of the believers. The people of the empire killed the believers of Dawn, but she pretended not to see it. This is not what an archbishop should do."

"Archbishop Adriana can't take care of the life and death of the believers. Maybe the great Lord gave her a higher oracle, but we, as the bishop, Nelson has no choice but to do it!"

Bishop Nelson stood up, and many clergy couldn't help but nod in approval. The archbishop's inaction also affected their power in the Kingdom of Serra, and the nobles didn't respect them particularly.

But they didn't dare to question Adriana, so they could only guess whether the other party had a higher mission.

"The Dawn faith in the Kingdom of Serra shouldn't be like this!"

Bishop Nelson didn't go to the royal city to talk to the king this time, but communicated directly with the nobles. He needed the help of the nobles.

"I will lead the priests of the Dawn and the monks of the Dawn Church to wage war against the Empire. For the lives of the 500 believers of the Lord, the Empire must not take them away on behalf of the great Lord of the Dawn without paying any price."

"They were going to serve the Dawn, but they were shamelessly killed by the Empire."

"This is the mission given to me by the Holy Mountain."

Nelson said righteously. As a former archbishop, he still had some background. The nobles did not doubt that he had received news from the Holy Mountain.

"Your Holiness will not give up the faith of this land. In fact, at a suitable time, we will reclaim the faith of the Dawn on the land of the Andara Kingdom."

When the nobles tried to ask what the suitable time was, Bishop Nelson also gave an answer implicitly, that is, when the orcs disappeared.

So far, some nobles completely believed Bishop Nelson's words.

The Church did not give up on them. This news gave great confidence to the nobles who were loyal to the Church. With the contact of Bishop Nelson, more than a dozen nobles planned to support Bishop Nelson's Church army with various materials and road supplies.

Nelson was finally smart. He used the power within the Church to win over the nobles, and then, in turn, used the support of the nobles to win over the clergy who had already parted ways with him.

"As you can see, I, Bishop Nelson, the former Archbishop of the Andara Kingdom, still have a high prestige among the nobles. The nobles are more willing to support me. I can do what Archbishop Adriana can't do."

"And I will eventually take revenge on the Empire. Five hundred of our Lord's believers died. This is the punishment given to us by the Lord. If we can't restore the glory of the Lord, our lives will be drowned in darkness."

"You can never go back to the Holy Mountain again, and His Holiness the Pope will no longer give a group of knights and priests who can't even protect believers!"

"We need to prove our ability to the Holy Mountain, for the glory of the Lord!"

Nelson said this to many Holy Light Knights, who also kept echoing his voice.

"For the glory of the Lord!"

In fact, the essence of this matter is that the nobles still need confidence, which Archbishop Adriana can give them. But now no one knows what Archbishop Adriana wants to do, so people are in panic. Nelson seized this opportunity, which was a keen opportunity he had seen as an archbishop.

At the same time, the people in the Church were also confused, because as the highest person in charge of the Dawn Church on the land of the Kingdom of Serra, Archbishop Adriana, the well-deserved leader, did not care about them at all, and did not tell them any plans or policies, so these people suddenly lost their goals and flew around like headless flies.

They also need a purpose, because they also have their own interests. The division of interests within the Church requires merit, and this merit comes from the belief in the Lord. Of course, at present, fighting the empire is undoubtedly the greatest source of merit.

In this situation, Bishop Nelson successfully gathered a group of forces belonging to the nobles and the Church, and selected strong believers from them to form the Dawn Army. For a time, the atmosphere in the Kingdom of Serra once again dropped to the freezing point.

"What do they want to do? Start a war?"

In the palace, the angry Otto seemed to want to knock down the wall in front of him with a hammer. The news of the large-scale army gathering in the distance naturally could not be concealed from him, the crown prince of the kingdom.

"The Church is going to go to war with the Empire without authorization? Who gave them the power? This is the land of the Kingdom of Serra."

"The Church's power comes from Dawn. When it was in the Kingdom of Andara, the Church's army was not restricted by the king. We can't stop the Church's army from gathering."

Next to him, Roland also frowned.

"What about those nobles? They are followers of the royal family. They are loyal to the royal family. How dare they send troops privately."

"They didn't send troops. Strictly speaking, even we are believers of Dawn. The Church needs supplies in the name of Dawn, and we have no right to stop it. If this matter was proposed by the archbishop, the kingdom would even need to provide the Church with the necessary supplies."

"Damn the Church!"

Otto felt that his power was restricted and couldn't help cursing.

Roland didn't care about Otto's scolding. He was still a magician. The attitude of the magician group towards the gods was not pious.

"What on earth is father thinking?"

"Father doesn't want to surrender to the Church, nor does he want to offend the Empire, so he can only 'meditate' all the time."

"I don't know when it will end."

Roland was helpless. As a magician, he certainly knew that meditating for such a long time was not reasonable, but the king of Sera just didn't show up.

The lack of a leader has led to a lot of messes happening in the Kingdom of Sera.

...

"We need revenge!"

"The lives of believers cannot die in vain, they should serve the great Dawn!"

"And now, the faith of Dawn has been hindered!"

"For the glory of my Lord, we should let the cunning imperial people pay the price of destruction!"

Bishop Nelson stood on a tall chariot, which was made by dismantling the carriage of a carriage. Nelson, wearing a bishop's robe, was a big shot for the civilians and slaves at the bottom. They knelt in front of the snow-white holy light and prayed devoutly.

"The glory of the dawn cannot be desecrated!"

The army marched towards the direction of Ryan Manor. The road was densely packed with believers and soldiers of the Church, clamoring to sacrifice their lives for the Lord of the Dawn.

Then, this army of more than 3,000 was stopped by a gorgeous noble carriage in the middle of the road.

The knight attendants in front blocked the carriage, staring calmly at the clergy in front, and the solemn armor gave them infinite terror.

Ryan walked out of the car door and looked at the church army in front of him, and even saw the figures of some nobles in it.

"What? Are you going to fight me?"

Ryan landed on the back of the warhorse Winter. He was not wearing mithril armor, but when he moved forward, he made the clergy retreat involuntarily.

The Ryan in front of him was not an unknown noble. He killed the king of one of the six royal courts of the orcs.

Such a record is extremely shocking and awe-inspiring to 99% of the people in this world. No matter what the truth is, the person who killed the orc king in front of them makes them feel terrified.

"Imperial Baron! Your army killed my Lord's believers, you must pay the price for this!"

Bishop Nelson shouted loudly, he was not afraid, he was the bishop of the Holy See, in terms of status, he was above the baron, and was equivalent to the viscount.

In theory, Ryan should salute him, but the baron in front of him had no etiquette at all.

"You want me to give you an explanation?"

Ryan looked at Nelson and sneered.

"Your believers attacked my army, and now you are declaring war on me with your army. Do you want me to give you an explanation?"

"Then you have to accept it."

Ryan drew out his sword, and the flames burned instantly. The blazing flames burned the cold air and made the void hot.

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"All troops——"

"Line up!"

Clang! ! !

All the knights drew their swords. There were only 300 attendants following Ryan to the Kingdom of Sera, but they were the most elite and powerful group in the frozen land.

"Attack!"

The iron hooves trampled the land on the road. The road after the God's Grace Festival seemed a little dry. In the moment when the dust rumbled, the 300 knights rushed forward like a huge army.

The believers of the Church who stood in front of the warhorse were torn apart in an instant, and then the clergy of the Church faced these knights. The Holy Light Knights were okay, and they had a chance to react, but the missionaries who only mastered the divine arts had no way to deal with it. They had no time to release their divine arts before they were drowned by the black knights.

The long swords tore open the missionaries' robes, and the holy light in the hands of the priests fell, but was also stained red with blood the next moment. The cold long swords of the knights tore open all the defenses and killed these church personnel with overwhelming force.

Whether it was ordinary monks or clergy, they were all being slaughtered.

Ryan took the lead and knocked away several Holy Light Knights in front of him. While the long sword split one person in two, the flames burned the body into ashes. As the ashes scattered to both sides, Bishop Nelson's horrified expression also appeared in front of Ryan.

"Perhaps the end of death also needs the glory of the dawn, so please go there to preach."

After Ryan finished speaking, the legendary amber sword tore through all the divine defenses on Bishop Nelson's body and sank deep into the opponent's flesh and blood. As the sword was withdrawn, blood spilled across the sky.

"It seems that you don't have the real power inside the Church."

Ryan still remembered that under the divine magic of Pastor Soto, the people in the Church were like immortal bodies, but now Bishop Nelson in front of him couldn't even save himself.

The flames turned into a giant dragon and flooded Nelson. When the flames faded, only a charred skeleton was left. The bishop was still a little powerful, but Ryan couldn't turn him into ashes.

"Who allowed you to start a war!"

Ryan's roaring voice sounded above the battlefield, and on the battlefield, three hundred attendants with at least the strength of bronze knights were still killing. Bishop Nelson did not have any sacred power that made these believers fearless, so they would retreat.

They are fanatics, so it's not because of fear, but because they realize that they can't win this war.

In the final analysis, these fanatics are fanatics who belong only to Archbishop Adriana, and they do not absolutely obey the orders of these clergy and Bishop Nelson.

The three days of miracles have been over for a long time, and the fanatics will calm down.

A large number of believers in the rear retreated, and the believers in the front were still fighting to the death, but soon there was only one word left.

There were constant shouts and begging for mercy on the battlefield, but Ryan seemed to have heard nothing.

His response naturally gave the knights and attendants an answer, and the knights' long swords fell one by one without the slightest hesitation.

The missionaries and priests never thought that these knights were so cruel.

The reason is of course simple. Most of Ryan's knights and attendants are not Norris, not the people of the empire. They come from another world. In the past world, there was no Dawn Church, and there was no sect like the Dawn Church that served the sun, which formed a long period of cognitive suppression.

In their past, they did not have the position of Lord of Dawn, so naturally they would not care about the clergy of the Dawn Church.

There is no such thing as being soft-hearted.

This is Ryan's biggest advantage in the war against the Dawn Church.

Trampling the corpses, Ryan's gorgeous magic carriage slowly drove towards the direction of the capital of the Serra Kingdom. The bloodstains on the ruts made no one in the surrounding noble territories dare to say a word.

At sunset, Ryan arrived at the capital. Due to time, the construction here was no longer hot. Ryan also met with the leader of Valencia, Keld, as scheduled.

"Lord Ryan."

Keld saluted respectfully and was also a little shocked by the killing on the road when Ryan arrived. The speed of news transmission was faster than the speed of Ryan's carriage, because Keld was much more cramped when he saw Ryan.

"It's a pity, Mr. Valencia. You could have gotten some of Baron Mendes' land and become a noble again."

"But the appearance of the Holy See made our plan fail."

Lian's words made Caird helpless, but Ryan's next words rekindled Caird's hope.

"But things are not desperate yet. You have done what you want to do. For the sake of our friendship, I think I should help you."

"Let the honor of the Valencia family stand on this land again."

"Of course, the price is inevitable."

"Valencia doesn't care about any price."

Caird said this, and made Ryan nod.

"Well, tomorrow, you and I will go to see His Majesty the King."

...

Early the next morning, Caird still didn't believe that Ryan could see the king.

Until the gate of the kingdom was unobstructed, Ryan and the two princes had a good chat, which reduced Caird's suspicion a lot.

"Father is waiting for you, but this matter cannot be spread."

Otto glanced at Caird with a cold look.

The wandering nobles were a group of wild dogs lying on the ground begging for food, without courage or dignity.

However, what happened to Valencia changed Otto's mind a lot.

"You stay here."

Ryan went into the depths of the palace alone. The palace of the King of Serra Kingdom might be different from any other king's palace. The moment Ryan crossed the threshold of the palace, he seemed to fall from the sky, and the weightlessness made him almost unable to stand.

The interior of the palace was not too bright, and candles were floating in the air. Ryan was amazed.

"Your Majesty."

He saw King McReynolds.

The other party sealed himself in magic, meditating on the true meaning of the wind. Ryan saw the dried-up divine bone potion beside him.

Roland's idea was wrong. King Sera, his father, the legendary wind emperor magician, was really meditating.

It was just different from ordinary meditation.

"I'm trying to touch the will of the gods."