Vol 5 Chapter 113

The inference by the young sergeant from Yanilasu seems to have given everyone a glimmer of hope. If Ruhn could be reached easily, then according to Brando, they should have a great possibility to leave Anzlova; all Everyone thinks so, as long as they get on the boat and go out to sea, then the Gengans will be out of reach. For those cave dwellers from the ground, at least on the sea-or the world of the empire. The discussion quickly became lively, but while everyone else was still thinking about how to get out of trouble, the Earl of Yanbao thought of the next thing.

She asked, "Which route should we take after leaving Hong Kong? To Metz or Cape Bay?"

The others were silent for a moment, and finally O'ni answered, "I think we should go to Cape Bay. Metz is under the control of the White Army. Before we can confirm her lord's attitude, we cannot easily enter her. Sphere of influence. "At this moment she seemed to finally accept the possibility that the queen betrayed the empire, and took the lead in the conversation to substitute this guess.

"No, no," Qiyala shook her head. "Cape Bay is the consistent sphere of influence of the Cecil family. It is controlled by the Temple of Fire. On the surface, it seems to be farthest from the Queen's control. But in fact, Since everyone understands this truth, then the Queen Queen must also understand this. If it is on weekdays, there is naturally the farthest place from the highest empire, but now, I think it may be the center of the vortex. "

"It's not unreasonable to say that ..."

"So we went to Metz, but what about the White Army?"

"Let ’s ignore the White Legion. In addition to the White Legion in the north, there are also the territories of Lord Ludwig and Archduke Helix. In such a place where the power is complex and deep-rooted, it is the most difficult place for the imperial power to intervene . The more it is at this moment, Her Majesty the more unlikely it is to free up to sort out the intricate relationships in these places, so we go there, but it is safe. "Qiyala replied.

Others set their sights on Brando, who nodded slightly, thinking that these descendants of the aristocracy were not really worthless. At least now their plan is very feasible. He thought about it and replied, "Go to Metz."

Qiyala was right. The power of the northern nobles was intricate. The territory of several grand dukes was mixed with the power of the military nobles. No matter how powerful Her Majesty ’s lord, it was impossible to free up his hands in a short time. They sort out, so the north is the best place to find fish in muddy waters. But he had an idea that Qiara didn't guess it, Brando wanted to wait for the situation to become clearer in the north before acting: just as he said. No matter who the Silver Queen is going to deal with, it has nothing to do with him-except for Akane, whether it is the Temple of Fire or a certain Duke, he cannot stand for anyone The opposite, so he least wanted to get involved in this vortex.

It was a last resort to confront the Queen of Queens, but now he knew about Her Majesty's 'conspiracy' anyway, so what he has to do now is try not to go to those sensitive areas so as not to stimulate Her Majesty. Ask her to do something radical. In his opinion, Metz was fine-both under Her Majesty's control. Outside of her control, it is a safe distance for both sides, at least not to make the other party misjudge.

In fact, the civil strife in the empire is undoubtedly what Brando wants to see. Of course, provided that it is not exposed to flames, he feels that the best situation next is to see Her Majesty and Yan Zhi from a safe distance. The temple was defeated. Then find a chance to rescue Akane, of course, this is a bit difficult, but it is good to relax your dreams.

He thought about it and then said, "One more thing, I don't think you want to make it out of Anzrowa. It was sunk by the Imperial Navy, right, so we must To contact the Empire in advance, we must assume that we can have any port in Metz to stay, who can do this? "

"Mr. Count ... If you are at ease, I may try it," Brando replied with another stuttering voice as soon as his voice fell, Brando looked back and found that it was the wide body Fat Master Everam, in his memory, the other party never spoke on such occasions, and couldn't help looking at this guy with some surprise. "But," Efram was a little embarrassed. "Maybe you can only borrow commercial ports ..."

"Enough." Brando waved his hand. "Good job, Afram. I didn't expect your family to have a network within the empire. Grand Duke Carasu is well-deserved."

His words are not a compliment. Inside the empire, with the exception of Yanbao, the nobles associated with the empire are already rare in this era, even if they are such powerful figures as Grand Duke Alec, they are placed in the empire. It is an anonymous member of the nationality. Except for those who are well-informed in some areas south of Anzeruta and within the empire, not many people have really heard the name of the Grand Duke.

And Grand Duke Karasu can still keep in touch with the empire in this season, and even maintain a network that looks pretty good. This is indeed an extraordinary ability to describe.

Efram was also a little embarrassed by the compliment of Brando, he couldn't help but smile, this is the first time he has found a sense of accomplishment in a formal occasion since the mission started from Eruin. Time couldn't help being proud. Although if he didn't really think of Brando as a countryman from a remote area in the early days, after this series of events, he felt that he could be praised by such a legendary Earl. One is capable.

Brando hadn't expected that things would go so smoothly. He didn't have much hope for this group, but he unexpectedly made the descendants of the nobles in the group beyond his imagination-but it should be the case They were born in an aristocratic family. They received much higher education and vision than ordinary civilians. Except for a few geniuses, in this environment, they are not really incapable, but they are willing to degenerate. No more, but once you have the motivation. The original knowledge and experience turned into a kind of outstanding ability, and these abilities are integrated with each other to achieve the present scene, it is not an incredible thing.

After the crowds discussed, they all started to act-sort out plans and arrange routes. Inventory the food and the weapons and ammunition reserves in the mission. Of course, the most important thing is to appease the Cruz aristocrats and not let them see the clue. Everyone is too busy to touch the ground. Only Roman and Princess Magdale The three ladies with the silver dragon Miss Ruier seemed extraordinarily leisurely. As for the leisure of the merchant lady, she seemed to be born with it, and she always found a way to be lazy. Ms. Yinlong looked curiously at the way the human world behaved, and asked Brando questions such as: "As a lord. Is that how you control your servants?" Such a ridiculous question.

"Don't humans look like this a thousand years ago?"

"Slightly different," Misreel replied, staring at the members of the Eruin envoy in the woods and the Cruz nobles.

"Ms. Mithreel, haven't you returned to the human world for a thousand years since then?" Magdal looked back at her in surprise.

"As an adult dragon, we have to interfere as little as possible in the mortal world. Besides, we are mostly lazy and too lazy to leave the valley of the dragon. This time, if there is nothing special, I won't meet Malthus them." Sirei didn't hide it, and answered truthfully.

"So it is--"

The three remained silent for a while. But Princess Magdalen was so intelligent that she knew that Brando had intentionally left her for another purpose. She paused and asked again, "Master, do you want to know something inside the Temple of Fire?"

Brando glanced at the latter with a little surprise, but he did not expect that she would guess her own thoughts, and he nodded slightly for a moment.

"We said it before. You have also heard that Her Majesty's behavior is abnormal. I want to know why the Temple of Fire does not seem to have a slight reaction on the surface."

"Master, you are a little bit embarrassed by this question." Princess Magdalen frowned slightly when she heard it. Then smiled bitterly.

"Why, are there some secrets involved?" Brando asked. "If that's the case, Her Royal Highness doesn't need to answer."

"That's not it."

Princess Magdale sighed softly.

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Today's weak situation in the Temple of Fire really began 150 years ago, while the son of the Great Emperor Grantor was still in office, and under the advice of the Prime Minister of Old Nederland, supported and enveloped the local and military The aristocracy of Fang gradually formed the three-legged situation of today's empire, and the temple's transcendental status has been gradually disintegrated for nearly six centuries since the year of revelation. The emerging aristocracy and the insatiable leader aristocracy pressed hard, dividing the empire one south and one north, and the royal family finally won the respite between the gaps. The eleventh son of the Emperor Grantordi—Silver today When the Queen's father died, the world-famous monarch once held a sword and a scepter on the sickbed, as if to show his life's work.

After the death of Her Majesty, the Silver Queen came to power and gradually began to recover the excessive power in the hands of local nobles. On the one hand, she continued to suppress the temple of Yan, while on the other hand, she began to be alert to the hidden dangers of the noble lords in the north. It was solved one by one in her hands. Although the iron queen had a bad reputation among the aristocracy, she was also a strong female emperor in Cruz's history.

It can be said that she paved the way for Cruz's reforms. Behind her, the eldest son, Rainerette, made the eagle of the empire soar in the sky at the heyday of the empire, even the only one on the mainland of Warnde. Madara, a country that was more powerful than that era, was a weak shame of the empire since the fierce defeat of the Four Realms in the Silver Year, and after that, the Cruz Empire welcomed Here comes the heyday of kingship.

This is the original history that Brando is familiar with. The rise of the Cruzian imperial power and the sidelines of the sectarian power, but only a few people in this world know that this history started from the moment when George Denggang set foot on the ground. Already beyond recognition.

Neither the insight into the future of saints like Wadener's De Tess, nor the wisdom of characters like Vala in the Temple of the Lion, can detect this.

It is just that for every generation of priests who have been born in the age of frogs, and have experienced the whole process from the prosperity to the decline of the temple, the past period of history is full of strange weights and unwillingness, so that it is sealed in the dust. Numerous documents documenting this history in the Hall of Candles. The lines are filled with helplessness and sighs; and every clergyman who has read this history will involuntarily produce too many ifs.

If the priests of the previous generation were not so arrogant and arrogant, if the priests of that generation of Roche could face the power of themselves and local nobles earlier, if the temple at that time was not so convinced of the so-called believers and beliefs for centuries Absolute control, maybe Cruz today will be another look.

Like some low-level priests, Lava also likes to read about the temple's past in the hallway of the Candle Hall. However, as the head of the Holy See of the Lion Temple, after all, he still enjoys some small privileges-for example, a special position, a comfortable chair, and a pair of special candlesticks; most monks are familiar with His Excellency Some small habits, so all these will be arranged in advance, and this big man who has been in charge since the age of Qin also enjoys this small special treatment.

It's not about comfort, it's a symbol of power.

Unique and supreme.

Lava is not a covetous person, compared with those who are truly drunk and dreamy. In fact, his life is more like a real monk, without much enjoyment, even a little too poor for people in his position. He rarely appears in the vision of believers, although he is famous in the capital. But not many people really know him, among his few opponents and allies-Her Majesty the Queen may even be one.

But Lava paid great attention to his authority, which he considered to be one of the most important things that the temple had lost in the past century because of its inattention.

Today is as usual. After reading the last paragraph, the great clergyman placed a silk bookmark. He closed the book and flicked it with his fingers. The flame on the silver candlestick flickered and went out. He put everything meticulously back into place, but did not stand up from his chair, and Put your hand on the red monk's robe. Waiting quietly.

A few moments later, Sidney, known as the maiden of the lion's sanctuary, walked from the other end of the corridor like a ghost.

The lady first glanced at the books on the shelf with traces of movement-as usual, the books that Walla read most often were still records related to that history, and she wrinkled expressionlessly. He frowned, but didn't say much. He replied only in an endorsed tone: "Prince Helix was just assassinated and injured, and now lives in the Rose Garden. As for the rumors, it was made up by a man named Nicol."

"Who is that?" Vala asked.

"An irrelevant little man who has been hiding in Accordion Lane since recent times."

"now what?"

"In the dungeon of the trial house--"

"Any questions?"

"This man took over from Eugene half a month ago."

Walla seemed to be thinking about a problem, so he focused on the silver candlestick and remained motionless. After a long while, he asked, "Is that the senior priest Eugene from Kocha?"

Sidney nodded.

Walla tightened her lips, and her white eyebrows wrinkled. Sidney's answer made him feel that this was a split and betrayal from the temple. Coca was led around Rusta, a high-ranking area. The importance of the priests is self-evident to the Temple of Yan: "It was also him who first responded to Her Majesty's call, and eleven others arrived in Rusta with him to investigate them."

"Caesar has already set about doing it."

"Is the man who assassinated Duke Helix clear?"

"It seems to be the same people."

Walla frowned slightly, smelling a trace of conspiracy from it. It was not just betrayal. Someone was keenly aware of it against the temple.

The temple's enemies in the empire are all from three parties: the unscrupulous military nobles in the north of Metz, the southern nobles led by the Parut family in the south of Azeruta, and Her Majesty the Queen. ?

"Her Majesty and Prime Minister Nederwin have been very close since recent times," Sidney said again at this time.

Walla raised an eyebrow: "Who told you?"

"Duke Cecil."

"What else did he say?"

Sidney didn't say a word, she wasn't good at talking, but Walla seemed to understand what she meant.

What does Her Majesty do?

"And one more thing."

"Ok?"

"About a month ago, Nederwen's daughter went to Anzlowa," Sidney replied quietly.

"Nedwin's daughter," Walla thought for a while before realizing that Sidney was talking about Little Nedwin. He hesitated for a moment and asked with a little doubt: "It's that stubborn little girl, I remember What's her name, Delphin, yes, that's the name. "Vala tapped her forehead with her finger, and suddenly frowned." She went to Anzlowa. A month ago, she went there to do what?"

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