On the evening of the feast at the Acropolis, Todd stood at the door of the church, looked at the staggering luxury carriage in front of him, turned to Tristan and asked, "Is this the carriage that took us to the feast......?" Too ostentatious?"

Tristan straightened his robe and the Holy Order, and without looking back, he got into the carriage and dropped a sentence: "This is already the most low-key carriage of His Highness Matilde." ”

Todd choked up for a moment and got into the carriage.

Inside, there's velvet upholstery, pull-out ice buckets, and even a rollaway bed that seats three people.

Looking at all this in front of him, Todd thought sourly, he is also the lord of a country, but compared to this guy, he can only be regarded as a turtle who does not understand pleasure.

Tristan looked at the receding scenery outside the window, and said to himself: "His Royal Highness Sinclair and His Royal Highness Matilde, except for the similarity in appearance, have great differences in personality and philosophy. His Royal Highness Sinclair inherited his father's personality, and while he actively liaied with the nobles and generals in the country, he tried to rid the Holy Acropolis of the influence of the Church......"

Todd sighed inaudibly, and whispered in his heart, if you learned about Sinclair's slave trade with the Pope, I don't know if you would think so.

"As for the second prince of the Holy Acropolis, His Highness Matild...... He's a ...... People who know how to have fun. Tristan pondered: "He knows what time of year the wine is the best, he knows how to cook the most delicious luwmon, he knows every graceful dance on the continent...... But he had no interest in governance. ”

Todd glanced at Tristan: "It sounds like you value this Sinclair more than His Highness Matilde, who is supported by the church?"

The latter said noncommittally: "What the Church needs is a puppet that can be easily controlled, not a maverick ruler." ”

Todd was silent for a moment, then changed the subject: "Tell me about the mission in Twilight City?"

"Twilight Mission, what do you want to know?"

"I've heard that Twilight City openly supports His Highness Sinclair?"

Tristan gently lifted the curtain of the carriage: "It's not a simple support, the Twilight City mission must let His Highness Sinclair ascend to the throne, otherwise the Holy Acropolis will become a barrier to curb the development of Twilight City." ”

"Those two highnesses, who has a better chance of winning now?"

"It's not easy to say, one has the support of the nobility, the other has the support of the church, and both have a chance of winning. Tristan reached out and grabbed the handrail of the carriage and said to Todd, "Hold on, we're going through the Place of Honor......"

"Honor Square?" Before Todd could react, the carriage suddenly bumped up and down due to the uneven surface.

Sticking his head out the window, Todd glanced out of the carriage, and the scene in front of him made him gasp.

Dozens of wooden crosses were erected in the endless square, charred corpses were scattered everywhere, and the wheels of the carriages rolled over the charred corpses with a creaking and shattering sound.

Todd shrank back and looked at Tristan in surprise, "...... here?"

"This is the Place of Honor where the church used to burn at the stake. Tristan lowered the curtain: "At the craziest times, hundreds of people can be burned here in one night. Most of the charred corpses were stuck to the ground, and the lack of food and supplies made it impossible to hire people to dispose of the wreckage, causing the Place of Honor to gradually become a corpse pile. ”

"It's all xenos burned here?!"

Tristan scoffed, "Where are there so many xenomorphs that make people burn? people who are dissatisfied with the church, people who support His Highness Sinclair, people who try to escape from the Holy Acropolis...... were all burned at the stake. ”

Hearing this, Todd looked at the "black earth" under the setting sun, lowered the curtain of the carriage, and sighed heavily.

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The carriage traveled for a full hour, and arrived at the banquet hall of the palace when it was completely dark.

Walking into the hall, seeing the dazzling array of food on the table, and seeing the marble "wine fountain" in the center of the front hall, Todd finally understood what Tristan had said about the "grand feast".

"There's enough food here to feed hundreds of families. Tristan looked at Todd with a solemn face and said.

Todd shook his head and walked to the main hall of the banquet, where he saw a group of nobles dancing around a couple of men and women to the melodious music.

The man was handsome and dressed in a magnificent court suit, and the "woman" Todd knew that it was the head of the Twilight Mission, the knight Dion.

Dieng was wearing a pleated corset gown, his face was cold, and he looked at the other party's expression as if he was looking at an ugly toad.

"The one who is dancing is His Highness Matild......"

Tristan's words startled Todd.

How did the two of them get together?

On the dance floor, Matilde hugged Dieng's back, his fingers brushing the other's skin lightly, but in exchange for a heavy step.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, my steps are unsteady. Dion said politely, but Meimu glanced at the other party fiercely.

Matilde straightened up as if nothing had happened: "It's okay, it's okay! Speaking of which, did you receive the flowers I sent you?"

"Flowers?" Dion spun around with the other man's dance steps, and said calmly, "I'll take it to feed the horses." ”

Matild's face suddenly appeared with a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Dion glanced at the guests around him alertly, and put his mouth close to Matild's ear: "What did you promise me?"

Matilde moaned in a low voice of enjoyment, as if he had not heard the other party's questioning at all.

Dion kicked hard again, stepped on Matild's instep, and said fiercely: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I have stepped on the wrong step again!"

Matilde pursed her lips and said softly, "Isn't all you want is a list of nobles who support my brother?" ”

At the end of the song, Dion took a step back, broke away from Matild's arms, bowed lightly to the latter, who was still unsatisfied, and returned to the position of the mission.

Standing in the distance, Todd looked in the direction of the Twilight City Mission, Dion sat down next to Mary in full costume, the former was petite and lovely, the latter was beautiful and moving, and the two beauties with completely different temperaments suddenly became the focus of the entire ball.

Tristan tugged at Latode's cuff: "If you want to go and see the mission now, that's definitely not a good idea." There is one person you should meet before that. ”

Under Tristan's guidance, Todd came to the church table and stood in front of a middle-aged man who looked like a falcon, and the robe on the other party suddenly made him realize the identity of this middle-aged man.

"Lord Jacob, may the light of the Lord illuminate the way forward for you and me. ”

Jacob looked at the face in front of him and was extremely surprised for a moment: "Felichild, why are you here?!"

Recalling Felichild's memory fragments, Todd put on the former's signature smile and said vaguely: "There are some tricky matters, and the Pope asked me to deal with them as soon as possible......"

Jacob was stunned for a moment, then nodded lightly and said, "Everything is important to the Pope." ”

Later, he looked at Tristan with disgust, and then said to Todd, "You can use my manpower to your heart's content." ”

Todd thanked them and left.

He first went to a dark corner, looked at Dion and Marie, who were surrounded by everyone at the banquet, and knew that this was not the right time to come forward and talk.

Just as he was about to lift his feet and leave, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a young man who had recurred in Felichild's memory.

The young man was tall with a resolute expression, a well-groomed beard, and always looked at people with a warm smile.

This is His Highness Sinclair, and you shouldn't be wrong.

Todd's gaze was quickly noticed by Sinclair, who had a keen sense.

Their eyes met in the air.

Sinclair's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly looked away, pretending that nothing was wrong.

While chatting and laughing with the nobleman beside him, he touched the back of his right ear with his hand.

Todd recalled the memories he had spied on Felichild, and immediately understood that the other party was going to the old place to talk secretly.

Turning to leave the ballroom, Todd used the vague memories he had received from the soul invasion to step into the bush path outside the hall and come to the back of a lion statue.

After waiting for about ten minutes, a deep voice sounded beside him.

"You came back sooner than expected. ”

Todd looked at the black figure next to the stone statue and said softly, "Something happened to Guwei Harbor. ”

"Something?"

Todd lowered his voice: "The southern barbarians rebelled, the ancient city was captured, and tens of thousands of slaves were freed......"

The black shadow walked out from behind the stone statue, and his voice sounded anxious: "The money that belongs to me......"

His Royal Highness Sinclair's face appeared in front of Todd, causing the latter to shake his head helplessly.

"Rest assured, all the goods are sold. Todd took out a silver moon from his bosom and threw it up and down in the same way as Felichild: "I hid the money in a safe place, but the ship was robbed by the barbarians. ”

Sinclair's eyes were sharp: "The ancient city has been breached, and the ship is gone, so what should we do with the next deal?"