Chapter 511

Tianqiong palace, in front of the parliament hall.

The dignified atmosphere was still not reduced, and the nobles in the hall were still talking.

With the passage of time, the nobles who could have kept elegant and calm became more and more restless, and some even couldn't hold on. They left the parliament hall and took a rest in the specially prepared cloakroom and wine tasting room.

This is also a common practice of the house of Lords... No matter how efficient, a meeting often lasts two to three days; For various reasons, these nobles could not and did not want to leave the sky Palace - therefore, a private place for noble parliamentarians to rest came into being.

In such a tense situation, there are still many restless nobles trying to be calm, staring at the closed door of the side hall and waiting without saying a word.

It is not the dead Master Lusaka kovo, nor just a priest and the wizard adviser of his highness Brandon who can absolutely determine the trial

Everything depends on his majesty Eckhart II and the former cabinet!

"What are you talking about?"

Outside the parliament hall, the little priest Weber, who waited silently, frowned slightly and looked at the man who ran to send information to himself... Although he was also wearing a priest's robe, he was a confidant of the church judge.

The little priest knew very well that if the Archbishop of innoson had not forcibly suppressed it, the church judge would not agree with his practice... How could he specially come to send information to himself?

After hesitating for a moment, the tangled little priest chose to trust each other for the time being, and followed the man to a deserted corner with a dignified face.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no one around, the other party spoke carefully.

"Our spy on the patrol came the news that someone from the wizard college broke into the sky palace." although he lowered his voice, the other party still couldn't hide his surprise:

"Not only that, the other party is probably already in this palace!"

The voice fell, and an incredible look flashed from the corners of the little priest's eyes.

"The defense of the heavenly palace is in the hands of the royal guards. There are three walls from the Golovin hill to the palace gate." little priest Weber's eyes were full of confusion: "how did they do it?"

"I don't know. Our men tried to intercept them outside the hill, but failed."

The other party shook his head... As for how to "intercept", of course he would not be foolish enough to tell the little priest.

"It's meaningless to say this now." the calm little priest sighed gently, and his voice was still as calm as water: "the judge asked you to come... Not just to tell me this information, right?"

The man's expression was a little subtle: "Mr. Weber, you don't seem to ask me... Who the other party is."

"Because it's not necessary," replied the little priest lightly.

"That is to say... You know the identity of the other party."

At this moment, the other party's expression became colder and colder: "Reverend Weber, I don't need to remind you how important this royal trial is to the church?"

"Unique."

The little priest calmly raised his head and looked at the eyes full of violence without flinching: "but this is not the reason why we can do anything, or even violate the doctrine."

"Believe me, this is my only chance in my life... But I won't do anything for it."

"Loren Turin... I will defeat my friend squarely!"

The man frowned.

"By the way, please pass on these words to the judge." the little priest took a step forward and looked politely at the people in front of him: "when we uphold justice and faith again and again, but wantonly abuse this power... Faith is farther and farther away from us."

"Ignorance is not piety, and untested faith has no value; violence, power, wealth, contacts, words... These can not arouse people's faith, but only fear."

"Fear can never arouse true faith!"

Facing the sincere eyes of the little priest, the other party just gave a cold hum of disdain.

The little priest Weber shook his head and looked a little gloomy: "of course, I don't expect the judge to accept my point of view; but since the Archbishop of innoson chose me this time, please respect the Archbishop's decision."

"I will draw a complete end to all this, starting from this pre imperial trial!"

"You are so naive," the man said coldly, "I really don't understand... Why did Archbishop innocent make such a decision, stupid enough to believe such a fool as you!"

"Because the stupid people are you; at this stage, you haven't realized what a monster the Holy Cross Church has become..."

There was no resentment or anger in the little priest's eyes, only a trace of unspeakable grief: "for Loren Turin, victory is everything, winning is everything, he can do anything to win..."

"But for us... There is another option."

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"You, you are..."

In the quiet wine tasting room, the stunned Countess of red blood castle, Charlotte Turin stared at the fireplace, and the glass in her hand fell on the soft carpet beside her feet, leaving a large purple wine stain.

A dark "figure"... If that can really be called a figure... Suddenly fell from the fireplace!

In the rising smoke, the figure coughed desperately, and was dyed black from head to foot; The surprised Countess didn't seem to react and looked at the "uninvited guest" in front of her.

After five minutes, Charlotte finally woke up and vaguely found a figure similar to the person in front of her from her memory:

"Ain Rand?"

She could recognize each other completely because the little wizard was inseparable from the black haired wizard all the time on the night of the college banquet, which made her barely remember each other's name.

"Charlotte Turin... Ah, no, no, no, no... It's count Charlotte, cough, cough..."

The little wizard with ashes on his face almost blurted out. After seeing each other's appearance, he quickly shook his little hand. Before he finished speaking, he coughed again.

The shocked countess was stunned for a second, and then recovered her original elegant and graceful look. She calmly sat on the chair and watched the little wizard climb out of the fireplace in a hurry. She wiped two on her face with her sleeves, revealing half of her white and beautiful cheeks.

Charlotte, who tried to be calm, found that she couldn't say a word.

In the quiet tasting room, the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing at this moment.

After a long silence, the countess could not help but speak when she looked at the embarrassed Ayn Rand:

"Don't you think you need to explain, Lord ain Rand?"

"Alas?" the stunned little wizard raised his head nervously: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to be here... Those royal guards were in such a hurry that I had no choice but to get into the chimney..."

"Did you break in?!"

Charlotte was completely shocked. Looking at the little wizard with a silly face, she couldn't imagine that the other party's courage was so big: "this is the sky palace. Once it is found, do you know the consequences?!"

"I know, but it's really too late!" Ayn's face was full of anxiety: "the people of the Holy Cross Church have blocked all places outside the Golovin Hill... If it weren't for Lucian, I wouldn't even be able to get close to the sky palace!"

"The Holy Cross Church blocked the imperial capital?!" the countess suddenly got up: "how could this happen?!"

"It's too late for me to explain. It's really too late!" the anxious little wizard ignored it and directly grasped the countess's hands: "where's Loren? Where's Loren? Please, I must see him now!"

The tangled Countess said nothing, and the prayer in the eyes of the little wizard in front of her was already beyond words.

Just then, a knock came from behind.