Locke White sat on his horse, staring at the shabby and crumbling outline of the Fortress Wall in the distance, and breathed a sigh of relief. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

His Majesty's status as a distant nephew gave him the opportunity to accompany the army on this expedition.

To put it bluntly, he was one of the many overseers placed next to Commander Ragerd Estman, who had always been disobedient.

But the old stubborn commander apparently did not take this arrangement seriously, and turned around and threw him into the advance army.

Although somewhat dissatisfied with this arrangement, the papal family was usually known for his humility and gentleness, and he was very good at controlling his emotions, but he could also think openly.

The high status of the Captain of the Estmann Legion in the Holy See and even in the entire empire is not something he can challenge after all.

Fortunately, the commander of the advance army, General Padwin Scheugman, was much more polite than his stone-headed superiors, showing a considerable degree of respect for Locke, and often politely asking him for his opinion when deciding on his next military action, and even handing over a force of several thousand cathars to him for moderation.

Locke felt that he was still acceptable to this situation.

Although it is not as safe as the rear, it can be regarded as a single army, and can influence the decisions of the entire advance army.

And it's also a good opportunity to compete for political capital for yourself.

However, there is also a lot of trouble around Locke.

He looked at the dusty, haggard, and somewhat distracted young priest beside him.

The girl had a long, fluffy pale golden head and large light blue eyes that seemed to be steaming.

It was the priest girl Helen.

She and Locke were childhood friends, and legend has it that she had an affair with the Pope's own grandson, Priest Peter White, and this time she heard that Locke was coming to the front, and she said that she would follow her, and it was useless to persuade her.

With a soft heart, and not wanting to indirectly offend his promising cousin, whose whereabouts are temporarily unknown, Locke brought her here.

The girl was persuaded to find a way to resolve the matter peacefully along the way.

He's a little big.

She's not really the kind of girl who is so naïve that she's an idiot, and she doesn't want to think that she doesn't actually have the authority to control the army.

Maybe it's a mess of concern, right?

I heard that she has always had a very good relationship with the princess.

But even if she has the authority to stop the army, the princess over there has already taken the negotiating envoys first, does she want to settle it peacefully?

Moreover, with the suspicion that His Highness has now been judged on the crime of "attacking the substitute of the Father, colluding with the devil and trying to destroy the world", I am afraid that there will be no room for relaxation between the two sides.

If you want the princess to have a chance of life, you can only hope that after she is captured, the Inquisition will be able to fall lightly.

At this sensitive stage, it is better to have more than one thing to do less.

It's really reckless, once His Majesty the Pope really sentences the princess as a witch at that time, I don't know if I will be implicated, so it's better to be cautious.

"Big Brother Locke......"

Seeing that the other party was about to speak again to persuade himself, Locke spoke first:

"I know, I know, according to the previous agreement, I will first suggest that General Sugarman send envoys to make a final peace effort."

Although there is still one more thing, at least in his own name, this is already the limit of what he can do.

"Thank you very much, but I'm saying that I want to go to the mission."

"Don't mess around, now Her Royal Highness Elizabeth is probably no longer what you and I know, what if you go and be detained?"

Locke's tone was a little harsh, as if he was instructing an ignorant child.

No matter how good his temper is, there is a limit, and he has now taken a big risk, but the other party is not satisfied.

"I'm not afraid ......"

"I'm afraid. For the sake of the safety and position of you and me and your family, you should stay by my side honestly. When His Highness has cleared away the suspicions, it will not be too late for you to come up again. ”

"But ......"

"Nothing more. Listen to me, you haven't slept well all this time. Now that the army is encamped, you might as well rest. ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the girl to say anything, Locke had ordered the priestess who followed her to take her to rest.

The girl's expression darkened, and the moisture in her eyes seemed to be thicker.

But she didn't argue any more, bowed, and turned away.

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Kevin, a mercenary boy, wanted to take the Templar exam a long time ago.

It was a career he had dreamed of for a long time.

Because the Templars were the only knights who could allow a commoner like him to stand on the same page as the nobles, and become a knight on his own merits.

But every time he wanted to run to try his apprentice knight qualification, the drunkard father who taught him swordsmanship was splashed with a bucket of cold water: "The swordsmanship has not been practiced yet, don't be embarrassed." ”

He was still unconvinced.

Because since he was very young, none of the child kings of the pauper's kiln have been his opponents.

But every time he retorted with this, his father would laugh at him with a mocking face: "Compared with a bunch of people who have never learned swords, why don't you compare with ants and cockroaches?" ”

The more times he was hit, the more he got used to it.

And every time he competed with his father, no matter how drunk the drunkard was, he rarely caught five moves.

His father's swordsmanship was undoubtedly a hundred times higher than his.

But my father has always said that he himself is also a piece of garbage who has not achieved swordsmanship.

He's all garbage, isn't he even more garbage?

And for as long as he can remember, his father has been living drunk all day long in this stinking slum kiln, as if he was going to decay with the surrounding environment.

The strong man in the outside world must have a powerful strength that he can't imagine.

For example, the shiny Templars who claimed to uphold justice in the world and the dignity of God the Father.

Gradually, he stopped talking about the Templar test, but only practiced his sword more and more desperately.

I just hope that one day I can realize my dream.

Although he didn't know if this kind of swordsmanship he had learned from his down-and-out swordsman father, who could only live in a slum kiln, would really be useful.

He was so hard working that he thought his entire teenage years would be spent in endless hard work.

It wasn't until later that several things happened.

These few events have changed Kevin's life so profoundly that he has not forgotten even a single detail to this day.

The cause was his father's work with a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

Because after all, you can't make money by lying in bed and drinking all day, and Kevin's lazy drunkard father is occasionally forced to go out and earn some money to spend after drinking all the money for alcohol.

It seems that there were quite a few blind customers who were willing to hire him at that time.

Suddenly, one day, Kevin saw his father bring back a beautiful little girl of his own age, and introduced him to him, "This is the daughter of one of my customers, and she has many swordsmanship teachers, and even I have taught her for a few days. ”

Then, the drunkard approached his son and whispered, "It's just that this stupid girl is afraid that she has a bad brain." ”