The Black Scepter

Third more!

After the outbreak, I gave you a red ticket yesterday. I will give it a bit today. I will go to the field with my wife tomorrow. I will try my best to guarantee the update time.

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At present, Lord Duke has not disagreed with Prince Lankinus, but the planning and execution of this war is far from being as simple as imagined.

The entourage and the generals knew that the last heir of the duke had disappeared completely in an accident, and most of them were already dead. Therefore, this war seems to have the Windsor family represented by purple irises. So a hint of decisiveness.

If the Duke encounters something unexpected, the entire Windsor family will be completely removed from the empire.

The duke who is over fifty years old has already been called a good old man, and he has once again set foot on the battlefield, but no one knows that the duke himself made it.

"Who is the purple iris blooming for?"

The old duke's answer to the question raised by Edward III on the throne is simple words-

"empire."

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As two denominations of the same origin, the Byzantine Patriarchal Holy Court has always called the sect that it represents the most orthodox sect, and it is not an overstatement to sneer at the Vatican Holy See controlled by the monarchy The Vatican Holy See had already “bypassed” the Byzantine Church for sending the bishop to the Conference of the Archduke of Constantine hundreds of years ago. In contrast, Archbishop Lucantari of Constantine will The "Pope Annunciation" from the Vatican was placed on the altar of the Basilica of Saint Laurent, and the two factions broke up.

Today, after the two factions broke apart, the Patriarchate of Constantine released a message that may shock Edward III-"The Vatican Holy See has been hit hard, and the heretical verdict has been almost razed!"

The more shocking news is the last one-Pope Gregory VII died of illness.

If the arbitration of the heretical ruling that stood for nearly a thousand years has been razed, it is considered a mystery. Then the majesty of the Pope, who always has the power above the class I, died of serious illness and died at the same time as the disaster of the heretical ruling. This kind of coincidence can make everyone open their mouths-

Is it God's will?

The Patriarchate’s Holy Court very “homeopathic” informed the nation’s believers that this is God’s punishment for the faithless, the judgment of the arrogant, and the warning to the arrogant!

It must be said that because of this sudden series of changes, the right of the Byzantine Patriarchal Holy Court to speak directly on the mainland has risen a step. As the largest sect against the Vatican Holy See with a solid foundation and a large number of believers, this matter can be described as a historic milestone.

It is true that the enemy’s fall does not mean that even if he wins, the Patriarch’s Holy Court then passed a decision with a clear purpose to stabilize the Holy Court’s influence in Byzantium.

The approach is simple: add more bishops with higher academic standards to several major dioceses, encircle more believers, and establish a solid foundation.

The Saint Pamir Theological Seminary in Constantine, as the cradle of the priest's most important clergy, naturally became the focus of the bishop's "export".

The entire Byzantine Empire has four "patriarchal parishes", each of which is vast and has an independent "patriarch". However, the Holy Court of the Patriarch of Constantine has a higher status than the other three patriarchal parishes. Although there is no absolute authority like the pope, it enjoys a series of "privileges".

The status of the district bishop is very high, only listed under the patriarch, it can be said that it is of the same level as the cardinal of the Vatican, because the same as the red card, it is also called the cardinal, and at the moment at the Saint Pamir Theological Seminary In front of the door, a team led by the district bishop is slowly leaving.

Among them, the leader is the Bishop Castro in red. This year, the 56-year-old Castro has been studying at the San Pamir Theological Seminary for five years. After a series of referrals and reviews, he was in the Patriarch of Constantine. With approval, he is ready to go to the "Diocese of Prague", the parish with the most majestic peaks of the empire.

His travel momentum is huge, because serving as the bishop of the parish means that if the qualifications are sufficient, then the apex of the entire parish is already within easy reach.

It’s just that the smiling old man left with a group of advanced students of the seminary next to him. This is the tradition of the seminary-if you want to lead the lamb on the journey, the shepherd will have to measure this by himself. The right way.

Six of them, there are middle-aged monks who are over thirty years old, and young students with young faces. Their task is to follow this prestigious district bishop to understand the magnificence and magnificence of this world, and the darkness and obscurity under the light.

The most conspicuous among them is not the old man Castro in red, but the petite figure who walked silently behind the team-Jeanne, this has a lot of people within a year of coming to the seminary. The girl of opportunity and position has long been envied by many people, but Dean Paul has never explained why he did this.

Spoil?

What he did was more like caring for a flower destined to bloom, the best environment, the best nutrition, and in less than a year Paul opened the seminary's almost highest reading authority to Jeanne , Treatment is unique.

Jeanne, who was always referred to as a "darling" by the students of the seminary, was walking in the line at this time. She was taller in a priest's black robe, and her round and dark face had faded to a little bit immature and a little more mature.

There were many people seeing off, but Jeanne blinked his eyes, and after looking for it, he saw the old smile of the old man Aquinas, and his face seemed to be a little bad, so Jeanne felt a little bit distressed-did not have his own care, Is the old man no longer as healthy as ever?

Thinking of this, Joan's uncomfortable tightness in her heart, trying to turn her head to say something, but found that the figure of the old man was gone.

"He went to a distant place, and maybe he will come back after a long time."

"how long?"

"Maybe when you stand on Pierce Peak overlooking the Parish of Prague."

Thinking of this conversation with the old man Aquinas in her mind, Jeanne did not know whether it was really a coincidence, but she understood that some people, some things, always slipped inadvertently through the cracks of her fingertips and wanted to catch Can't catch it.

Everything in front of you is a passenger in life, but you are a passenger in the whole world.

Jeanne smiled and stopped looking for the old and wise figure.

It was he who taught himself how to face the whole world. Leaving Constantine was not a parting for life, but it was just another chance encounter.

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In the training ground at the Constantine Preparatory Barracks, a different figure in the crowd quietly arranged the equipment on the horses in preparation for a new field training.

Lilith? Lankinus, daughter of the prince of the empire and commander of the army commander, Lankinus, is now running-in training in the second echelon barracks that is about to go out three weeks later.

Abandoning honor, abandoning glitz, abandoning identity, a standard long sword, variegated horses, standard leather armor and a set of Milanese light armor spent on all savings, this once brutal female knight seems to have forgotten all The arrogance of Cauchy Knight Academy.

She does not talk to any other knight, she always faces the world with silence, obey orders, and has outstanding strength. She has never shown her true identity but has earned the respect of all soldiers with her actions.

Life is always transformed into a long and unforgettable experience.

In the sunny afternoon, Constantine had a clear vision. Lilith stretched her hands and drew her sweat-soaked hair behind her head, and turned her horse. The plain outside Constantine and the mountains at the end were vague. visible.

"Damn, you owe me a farewell."

Somehow, she looked at the distance and cursed, but sighed inwardly.

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Holy Gabriel Empire~www.novelmtl.com~Frontier town, Jade Lengcui.

Emerald, adjacent to the intersection of the Byzantine Empire and the Kaslandi Empire, is always a chaotic zone that is unwilling to manage-everything is not smooth here, bandits, thieves, scammers, rebels, deserters, wanted criminals, etc. All kinds of characters abound, but there are no nobles who dare to be called lords.

The town of Feilengcui, nominally under the control of the sacred Gabriel Empire, has long lost its so-called "official discourse". Here, the rules are all practiced with blood, the law is in people's hearts, the chaos is relative, and the order Is stable.

And the same, here, the woman who could not be raped by the big man to the alley is either ugly, shocking, or powerful enough that no one dares to mess with it.

So when a woman who can wear the coarse robes that the peasant woman wears into the dress temperament walks into the vocal tavern, few people will really dare to worry about her.

"Hey! Beauty, drink a glass of wine?"

"Uncle, I have money, beauty, do you need me to buy you a real noble dress?"

"Hey! Say a word, what is shy?"

The verbal teasing is just vulgar, but there is no excessive insult, so the woman who has been walking silently through the bar and into the second floor guest room does not seem to be angry. With a few laughs, there was no more temptation or provocation.

"Click."

The wooden door was gently locked, and Ashcandy exhaled slowly, with a beautiful face but a cold and abnormal face. The pair of red eyes that were always aggressive in the night were slightly tight and seemed to calm down the grumpy mood.