A week later, the formal judgment on "Lusaka kovo" was really issued.

Different from Brandon's imagination, the whole judgment process is very secret. Even in addition to the former cabinet, only Loren and the little priest are really involved.

This is the result of a multi-party compromise... The Chans who have obtained the answer do not want this matter to be made big, and the Holy Cross also needs a decent end;

As for the Royal wizard academy as the victim side... It is very cost-effective to exchange a private settlement for the concession of the Holy Cross Church and the conservative aristocracy, at least for the weak wizard class.

For the crime of Lusaka kovo, the charn family will not continue to investigate and compensate the kovo family and the college for their losses; The Holy Cross took a step back and promised that it would not continue to interfere with the Wizards within the scope of the capital Golovin.

The church judge, terrus luff, will also be temporarily dismissed... Although it is sooner or later to restore his original position with his ability and qualifications, his willingness to make this step is enough to show the sincerity of the church.

Of course... Such a major event must need a victim to quell the resentment among various forces; Lusack kovo is dead, and of course the Chans can't continue to trouble the Royal College of wizards.

The responsibility for bearing this price fell to little priest Weber.

The little priest who once tried to rehabilitate the Wigner wizard who was burned was once again "exiled" by the Holy Cross Church... The only good thing is that this time, because of his resume, he finally didn't have to become a trainee priest in a rural chapel, but directly served as a priest to replace a deserted rural chapel

Brandon seems quite dissatisfied with this result... It should have been a win-win battle, but it was forcibly broken into an invincible draw by his powerful father.

The prince, who was extremely angry, decided to protest by means of hunger strike, and then bowed to the "endless" temptation of dinner... Instead, he offset his anger with crazy eating

The instructors of the Royal College of witches and wizards were not surprised, but overjoyed - this "final trial" was far better than they expected.

In the tenth generation, any aristocrat who came into contact with magic would be deprived of the title, and the wizards were not even qualified for the title in the Empire, let alone any political privileges;

In the sixth generation, Brandon I, who was regarded as a wise king and "sage" by all, only declared the legalization of wizards in the whole empire. In the remote principality, the lives and property of wizards are still not guaranteed;

In the more distant second generation, his majesty Eckhardt I, who unified the whole empire with the help of the Holy Cross Church, acquiesced in the church's pursuit of wizards. Every year, dozens and hundreds of wizards are burned and run around like wild dogs in the gutter

The concession of the church, the accommodation of the aristocracy and the support of the merchant class... All these represent that the wizard class bullied at the bottom for 12 generations will officially enter the ruling core of the saxophone Empire and become a force that will be able to compete with the church!

Of course, that should be a long time later, at least for the 13th generation.

As for who is the emperor of the 13th generation... The black haired wizard here couldn't help but evoke his mouth.

Well

It's still inconclusive, isn't it?

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"You should already know the final conclusion."

The stern faced former justice Victor Hughes swept his eyes from everyone's face, and his cold eyes seemed to have the last trace of reluctance.

Between revenge and principle, he chose the latter.

Hatred can't resolve your guilt, but violating principles will make you no longer yourself.

The church judge's face was dark and nodded slightly, obviously unwilling; But he will be dismissed after the pre imperial trial, and there is nothing he can do even if he wants to do.

Alberd Tarot nodded very gently, and it was beyond his imagination to win this result. Although he made a bad relationship with the church, it worsened the relationship between the wizard and the church and was a step further from his ideal.

But maybe what Loren Turin said is not wrong... Only when wizards have the same status as the church, can both sides really have equal opportunities for dialogue and cooperation.

Blindly giving in can not gain the other party's understanding and tolerance.

The black haired wizard who watched from beginning to end didn't say anything, and his dark eyes never left the priest.

Weber's expression was very indifferent. It seemed that he didn't even have a trace of resentment and regret. The corner of his mouth was the same, faint smile.

Sometimes Loren really doubts that the protagonist of this book is actually the little priest in front of him

"Have you decided where to go next?"

The leisurely footsteps sounded in the corridor. The indifferent little priest slowly looked back and smiled at the black haired wizard who came up:

"This should follow the arrangement of Archbishop innocent; but if there is no accident, it should be a more remote place?"

The little priest put his hands together: "wherever there is a church, there is the glory and faith of the Holy Cross."

"Are you really willing?" Lauren whispered, "just leave the place you've come back to and start at the bottom again... Shouldn't this be what you expect?"

"So what?"

The little priest raised his head and smiled at the black haired wizard with his hands on his back: "remote places, cathedrals... Are the land of the Holy Cross and the people of the Holy Cross... No matter where, no matter what identity, they are spreading the teachings of the Holy Cross, so that more people can understand the greatness of the Holy Cross."

"I really don't look like you when I talk so much." Lauren chuckled. "It's like trying hard to find reasons and comfort myself."

The little priest was slightly stunned and burst out laughing: "indeed... Really!"

"However, I don't regret at all, and I don't have any regrets!"

"Alas?" Lauren raised his eyebrows. "Why?"

"Because the one who defeated me... Was Loren and my friend;" the little priest's eyes were sharp and firm: "similarly, it was also my own faith and principle."

"I fought for my ideal and finally lost to my persistence... This is not a failure!"

The dark haired wizard said nothing but smiled faintly.

"I did lose to you this time, Loren; but I will never give up my ideal." the little priest's expression suddenly became serious, stopped and stood in front of the black haired Wizard:

"Even now, I can't recognize the cold world in your heart that lacks faith and is purely driven by interests and progress!"

At this point, Weber sighed and said, "but I also understand that I can't do this now. If I want to achieve this goal, I must first purify the increasingly secular church itself; and I don't have any right to speak in the Holy Cross Church."

"I want to start from the grass-roots level, from the bottom, step by step; first become the bishop of a principality, and then start my reform there. Finally, with the imperial capital Golovin as the core, I will spread the scope of influence to the whole Saxony Empire and even more distant places!"

The excited emotion made the little priest's cheeks a little red, and his eyes seemed to radiate endless light and power: "I will reshape the doctrine of the Holy Cross and let the lost hundred year old Sutra lead the faith of the Empire again!"

"I want everyone to be able to read the doctrine without being misunderstood by outsiders;"

"I want the church to become the kingdom of heaven for every believer, not a mandatory, differentiated and classified prison called 'faith';"

"I want the kingdom of heaven held high in the dome to fall back to the earth!"

"Loren, let's change the world!"

Staring at the impassioned eyes of the little priest, the dark haired wizard who had been indifferent suddenly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Well, why not?"