Vol 5 Chapter 114

The Prime Minister ’s daughter goes wherever she likes. It was n’t related to the temple, but Walla knew that the statue of the lion ’s palace never said nonsense, so she put her fingers on her chest and waited silently. With Sidney's last words.

The candlelight in the Candlelight Room was slightly tilted on the lady's short blonde hair, leaving a deep shadow under her forehead and the depression on the other side of the straight nose bridge. Sidney said quietly: "She Revenge with Eru because of the envoy's death because of Viscount Elman's death, this time to go for the other party, but there is some help behind this matter-Delphien had visited Count Freud before leaving the capital, and Borrowed the Demon Gun. As far as I know, although Freud was the father of Viscount Elman's life, this time he was connected to Miss Delphin through a person named Price, this He is the steward of Freeman Leilis, the vice president of the Archeological Society. Through him, Freeman Leilis disclosed the news of the slaughter gun and the Earl of Toniger to the two at the same time. "

"So this little girl's trip was arranged in advance, eh," Vala listened quietly, and replied: "It can indeed smell conspiracy from here, indicating that someone is going to deal with the Nederman prime minister. Or Count Freut? But what does it have to do with us, Sidney. "

"Freeman Rileys has a very close relationship with Priest Eugene."

Sitting in a chair, Vala replied for a moment and said, "It's commendable to find a connection so soon. It seems that we are about to see the truth. What happened after the little girl went to Anzlova?"

It was self-evident that the turmoil of Anzlowa and the invasion of Georgian after that happened. But Sidney understood that the chief of the Holy See was not listening to this.

"She's missing," she answered.

"Is Freeman Rileys' relationship with Eugene clear?" Walla asked again.

"Exactly."

"So it's not difficult for outsiders to reach us through him." The old man knocked on the armrest of the chair, and said in a deep voice: "Little Nevin treats his daughter as a treasure, and is a spoiled girl. She is missing now Now, people with small movements behind are closely connected with our temple, and it is hard for the Prime Minister to think of us. "

"The world is not blind. What good is it for us to do something to a little girl?" Sidney asked, "Little Nevin is not a fool. Besides, his father is not dead yet."

"We will know soon."

Walla shook her head slightly and replied.

Sidney frowned deeply, and she looked dissatisfied at the Most High of the Temple. The answer was similar to that of forty years ago: "Your Majesty has done a little too much recently, Grand Priest."

Walla's thick eyebrows were raised slightly. His sharp eyes seemed to have two sharp eyes, falling on the face of the statue of the maiden of this lion palace-this is his proud protagonist, under the broken golden hair, under the flat forehead, Under the eyebrows like a platinum sword, the golden pupils were radiated with clear and unflinching light-this glance seemed to make the old priest see his youth when he sighed and sat back again. In the chair: "It's just this, don't mention it, you know. Sidney."

"Kingship and religion have their own ups and downs. This is the law of history, but worldly power and sacred power have been separated from each other and monitored for thousands of years. This is an agreed rule. His Majesty extended his hand to the temple. This is An extremely dangerous thing, she is doing something wrong, you must stop her from repeating the same mistake. Grand Priest. "Sidney was unmoved. Replied lightly.

"No, things haven't come to that step yet. Sidney, you don't understand, there are things. You don't understand--" Walla shook her head: "Before things have come to that stage, she is just greedy for power and doesn't want to let go It is only the throne at hand. For mortals, this is normal. We cannot stand on the other side of Her Majesty because of this kind of thing. She may have done too much, but she can tolerate it. "

"Is the teacher too much for her Majesty?" Sidney's eyes revealed her boredom and dissatisfaction.

"This is what we owe her, at least in this matter, we cannot clearly oppose her, you remember, Sidney, this is not my order, but my teacher's order, I must obey this order, You are the same, "Vala replied in a deep voice." You know, this is an agreement. During her reign, we can not support her, but we must not oppose her, as long as she is not on those key issues. Making the wrong choice, we must not violate this agreement. "

"Not even a critical issue?"

"It's just ordinary business, Sidney."

"Sacred beliefs are not born without roots, great priests."

"Shut up." Vala scolded angrily, but he didn't understand it, but some things couldn't be said: "How dare you say such filthy vulgar words in this sacred place, Madam Sidney, don't Let resentment and resentment against your opponent occupy your heart, and come out with your usual calm, you are not suitable to continue talking with me now, go calm down. "

Sidney froze slightly, then nodded slightly, "I see."

She didn't explain much at all, and finally glanced at her teacher's bookshelf, then turned around and left, but when she was halfway there, she turned around again and asked, "Is it because of the Dragons?"

"The dragons can't do whatever they want in this world. Sidney, they are far more constrained than us," Walla shook his head and replied, "Everyone knows that Her Majesty the Queen has the shadow of the Dragons behind her. Actually, the truth is Far from this, if the Dragons alone cannot defeat the Empire, remember, Sidney, this is the mortal era, the will of the Empire is controlled by people like us, not those lofty legends and fantasy."

"This world is the result of the efforts of the sages, so our lofty beliefs are also rooted in this," the old man said a few words impassionately, and somehow felt a little lonely again, and he sighed: "The dragon clan owes the next love Why is n’t it the temple. I do n’t want to mention that thing in the past, you go down, Sidney. You will understand one day. ”

If there were other members in the temple here, most of them would be surprised by the old man's sentence, because it already contains some intriguing information. It contains not only a secret, but even the future. The transfer of supreme power in the temple.

But Sidney didn't care, nodding his head slightly, then turned and left.

Walla looked at the back of her student, and nodded with satisfaction, not insulted. This is the courage that the heirs of the temple should have. He is a priest who was born after the year of frogs. Their generation is accustomed to the ups and downs of history and the changes in the general trend. The drop from high to low The change of status with the past and the past has had a profound impact on the clergy of this generation. The casual difficulties have rarely caused this wise old man to frown. The temple ’s present and past are already inevitable to him. The result is difficult to change and irreparable, but at least he has an outstanding disciple. Walla hopes that the generation of Sidney may change today's distress.

It is indeed embarrassment. Perhaps even in this majestic palace, few people understand how embarrassed the temple is today. The old man shook his head. He couldn't help thinking of his teacher ’s generation of clergy, except that Outside of the younger generation of this era, few people can accept such a gap, and the priesthood who marched for this purpose was not a small number. Even his teachers are among them. But few people know the secret.

It's so young to be old, the old man couldn't help but think of shaking his head. At least young people have hope.

He watched Sidney leave before turning his head back and patting the mahogany table with his fingers.

Sidney's words still caught his attention. His Majesty's hand did stretch a little too long, but it didn't matter. He was worried about another thing: Duke Helix was assassinated? It happened that the flower and leaf collar had a problem at this time, which made him smell a sense of uneasiness. The old man suddenly stood up and pulled out a large red-covered book from the bookshelf. He opened the book and shook it out. A thick piece of parchment and spread it out—it was a huge map. The old clergyman spread the map on the table, and his eyes fell on the collar of flowers for a long time.

He raised his eyelids slightly, his gaze continued northward along the hills north of Fort Lviv, and into a crisscrossing mountain range.

The place names are marked on the map with beautiful swashes.

Al Kashgar.

"Bless Martha," Vara whispered. "Don't."

He lowered the map, closed his eyes, and took a moment before picking up the bell on his desk:

"Come here--"

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At noon, Saint-Conte-peipe's Palace, as always, held Her Majesty's Tea Party. The tradition of this tea party originated before the year of the walnut. That era was still the time of the Emperor Grantor. This tradition has been passed down from that time and carried forward by his son. The eleventh son of the emperor, His Majesty the previous generation, has discussed the temple with the Prime Minister of Old Nederland more than once at tea parties. It was so that these plans born on the tea party were maliciously called by the clergy as 'tea party conspiracy', and even bards were widely sung.

Today, the tea queen of the Silver Queen has become an established rule. Every three days, Her Majesty will hold a tea party in the Rose Garden, but the ministers of this era will no longer be secretly invited to the tea party. It is a bright light, and it suddenly becomes a symbol of identity and honor.

Only today, the atmosphere in the living room on the east side of the Rose Garden has some subtleties.

No one in the room spoke, as if everyone had been cast a magic spell, sitting in their place, neither blinking nor talking, like a group of puppet people.

The queen sneered, and the prime minister next to him looked very ugly, both a little uneasy and embarrassed. Below him, most of the other nobles looked at the nose and nose, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, Without exception, everyone's eyes were focused on a stack of parchment paper on the coffee table in the living room. The meaningful look in their eyes was as if something strange was recorded on this parchment.

"Mr. Fiona, one month ago, Delphine really went to Anzlova."

"This ..." Little Nevin replied with some irritation and some remorse: "I didn't know in advance that she was going to Anzlowa, Your Majesty, let alone know. At that time Anzlowa was calm, and I too There is no reason to stop her from going out. My father just forbade her to leave the empire, but within the empire, my daughter is still free. Imagine what reason I have for preventing her from going to a small place in the empire. evidence."

"I understand, you don't have to worry," the Silver Queen seemed to be amused about it, she replied with a chuckle: "Your daughter happens to have some misunderstanding with the Lord Earl, if I knew in advance that she would go there, I'm afraid I won't allow it, but it seems that she didn't tell you about this father most of the time. "

Little Nederland flushed. Although he is expensive as the prime minister of the empire, it is okay to take his daughter. Although he does not want to admit it, this is a well-known thing. The only thing that gives him a little relief is that it seems that Her Majesty Not very concerned about it. He naturally understands that such things can be big or small, but as long as the supreme empire doesn't care, then everything is easy to say, and he wants to come. It is impossible for Her Majesty to take such a thing seriously, but this fact is too far-fetched at the moment, which makes him very annoyed.

"His Majesty's observations are as meticulous as ever," he replied, "this is exactly what happened."

His gaze could not help swiping through the stack of parchment again. It was these parchments that recorded the stigma and slander that made him feel embarrassed. Where these secret documents came from, he knew naturally-sheepskin The secret insignia above must be from the hand of the Knights of the Inner Empire, and this is the only empire. No semicolons.

What makes the prime minister very puzzled is that. Why did these inner court knights suddenly bite themselves like mad dogs, they reported that they had colluded with the Jordanian. And sending her daughter to hostage in Anzlowa, this is nothing out of nothing. These things are obvious to people who know at a glance that they are offensive tricks. Not to mention their level, this kind of trick is not on the stage at all.

But this is the only way to make people feel sick. Little Nevin is very puzzled. Who is so boring and using this kind of thing with his daughter to joke with himself is just like a bad trick. Gagging.

But it was this kind of prank that deeply annoyed him. Everyone knows that Prime Minister Nederman has a jewel in the palm of the hand, and these people almost take his daughter to trouble him, which is almost equivalent to a face.

Whether out of concern for his daughter or for his face and family dignity, he can never give up.

But he knew that it was the royal family who was in charge of the Knights of the Inner Court, and Her Majesty could not deal with him in such a low-level manner. In addition, only those who could intervene were left.

The first is Parut's family. The young prime minister frowned. Within the empire, they did not care well with the Parut family in the Ming Dynasty, because Her Majesty had always intended to support the Parut family to suppress the factions left by the ancestor, but the insiders were clear. This suppression actually came from Her Majesty's own. The Parut family's shot against him is equivalent to Her Majesty's shot. Unless it is a personal grudge, the Parut's family should not be so boring.

But for a moment he could not remember any personal grudges between him and the Parut family.

As for the rest, it seems even less relevant.

"But Fiona, if Delphine really went to Anzlowa, that would not be good news." Constance suddenly said at this point.

Little Nevin was shocked. He was originally annoyed by these documents, but he completely forgot that his daughter had gone to Anzlowa. This is a big problem. He figured this out, and even his face changed. Others saw that the prime minister's face suddenly turned white, and understood that the whole thing was mostly unrelated to him, so they looked at the document, and couldn't help but be more weird.

This shows that someone is clearly going against the prime minister. Who is this?

And if it's the opposite, will it just stop there? Everyone knows that Her Majesty cannot identify an empire as a traitor through these words. The struggle of this kind of thing at this level is basically a trick of a clown jumping clown, not to mention, but the problem is that the potential enemy will There will not be a backhand, everyone understands that if the shot is still backhanded, then most of them are more aggressive.

At this time, Nederman Jr. apparently thought of this too. Although he was not as good as his father, this ability was still a little bit, but what he was most worried about now was-if his daughter really fell into those hands, How to do?

At this time, the Silver Queen smiled a little, apparently seeing what the Prime Minister thought, and she comforted softly: "Fiona has no need to worry, Delphine may not really have gone to Anzlowa. As for these framed behind You and the prime minister, I will of course find out for you. "

Little Nevin nodded his head, and replied with some interest: "Thank Your Majesty."

Constance smiled slightly and nodded to the young prime minister.

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(ps: The first two days were a little bit of a Cavern, but fortunately, it's done. Sure enough, I still have to stick to writing to have ideas, feel everyone.)