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- Elizabeth

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"Geraint! Be mindful of what you say and do! The council of the priests is elected by the people and has the right to veto the king on behalf of the people!

What do you mean? Do you want to suppress the opinion of the masses in the name of the king? Elizabeth shouted through the headphones.

"This ...... That'...... I didn't mean that" Geraint is not good at this kind of politician's verbal war, and she was buttoned down by Elizabeth's big hat that must have disobeyed the people, and she stammered a little.

"Then put away my weapon for me!"

Hearing Elizabeth's unmistakable voice, Geraint could only put the bleeding sword in his hand back into its scabbard.

"Lord Geraint! This is? Seeing Geraint put away his weapon, the silver-haired paladin, who was already smiling, couldn't understand it.

Geraint, who was angry, didn't cut the silver-haired paladin who asked questions, but stared at Anna, who was already kneeling on the ground, with a look of unwillingness.

"Put away your weapons! Stop attacking! ”

"What?" The paladins who had surrounded the Crusader airships all turned their heads to look at Geraint, who had given the order, as if they were confirming with their eyes that they had heard it wrong.

After looking at it for a while, he found that Geraint was still the same, so he put away the weapon in his hand, not knowing what was going on.

Ferrey and the others, who were ready to fight to the death on the Crusader airship, were even more unaware of the situation, and even thought it was a trick by Geraint to capture him.

His hands were still tightly gripping his weapons, and his eyes were constantly observing the paladins around him who had put away their weapons.

"Lady Anna, this seems to be true." Looking at the paladins who were gradually retreating, Joan of Arc took a step and whispered in the ear of the kneeling Anna, but her hands still held the double knives tightly.

"Huh?" Anna looked up, her hands still tightly gripping the silver spear inserted into the deck, and the unfolded shield still emitted the sound of electric light.

Until the aircraft with the scale logo landed on the side, a tall woman also stepped off the aircraft escorted by two guards.

Elizabeth walked down with silver hair and wore a white priest's uniform with a blue edge.

There is a palm-sized golden cross on the chest of the priest's uniform, but because of the body, it has been squeezed by the chest and deformed.

Two diamond earrings the size of pigeon's eggs hang from the ears, which also reflect an unobtrusive light.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted almost everyone's attention.

Frey also stared at Elizabeth's slender legs.

The pair of white stockings that wrapped around Elizabeth's legs and outlined the perfect leg shape, Frey looked at it, and his hand moved, as if he could already touch the silkiness and elasticity brought by pure white.

There is no way to associate this long-legged Elizabeth with those fat-headed and big-eared high priests who eat.

The steam from the mechanical operation in the supply station also made Elizabeth cover her nose and frown, and her pace towards the Crusader airship quickened.

"Your Highness Anna, the Knights Templar have stopped attacking, you also unfurl the shield, let me in, in the name of the High Priest, I guarantee that not a single member of your crusaders will be harmed in the slightest." Through the ionization barrier, Elizabeth's voice was noticeably weaker.

However, Frey and the others inside the barrier could still faintly hear clearly.

"Why should we believe you? Who knows if this will be a trap! Joan of Arc took a few steps forward, and the twin knives in his hands also flashed with a cold light.

"Is this necessary?" Elizabeth's words left Joan of Arc speechless.

Frey looked up at the anti-ground guns on the two battleships, it was true, there was no need to play a trap, and if she continued to attack, it was only a matter of time before Anna fell.

Anna also let go of her hands gripping the silver spear, allowing the shield that protected the airship to slowly fall.

"Come in and talk." Anna struggled to move her mouth, and the blood on the corners of her mouth didn't even dry.

He also stood up with his hands on the silver spear inserted into the deck, and staggered towards the airship's control room.

Joan of Arc just wanted to step forward to help Anna, but Anna pushed her away.

He frowned and looked at Joan of Arc before walking to the control room with staggering steps.

When several people came to the control room, Anna also slumped back in her chair with a cigarette in her mouth.

"If there's anything, just say it." Of course, Anna is too lazy to talk nonsense, and she spit out a puff of cigarette directly after speaking, and the effect of nicotine also made Anna relax a little.

"Your Highness Anna, don't think about people so utilitarianly, it's okay, our priesthood just wants to help Her Highness Anna, develop the crusaders even stronger, and help you fulfill your ambition to expel monsters and witches." Elizabeth smiled, and her eyes stole a glance at Frey, who was sitting next to her.

"Help?" Anna smiled.

"Yes, we have the resources, the money, the equipment, the appeal to the people that the Crucidian Order needs.

If we want, we can give Frey immunity and invest a lot of money in the construction of the Crusaders, but it's up to you to cooperate. ”

Elizabeth said as she handed Frey a copy of the speech.

After another long discussion, Frey, through Elizabeth's conversation and the radical content of the speech in his hand, also roughly understood the intention of the Priesthood to help the Crusaders.

Sure enough, the priesthood is still the same urine, in the final analysis, because of the problem of status and power.

The royal family, led by King Arthur, had already taken the opportunity to put forward a proposal to strip the Clergy of control of the Templars and veto the king, and the referendum would end in three months.

If the proposal passes, the Priesthood will lose command of the Templar Order and be placed under the full command of King Arthur.

At that time, it was only a matter of time before the unarmed clergy were driven out of the royal capital and exiled to the fringe fortresses.

Judging from the current guidance of public opinion, the Divine Officer Corps, which made two consecutive decision-making mistakes and lost two warships, is obviously in a disadvantageous position.

At that time, the clergy led by the church supported the puppet of "Arthur, the son of God", just to set up a target for the people who were boiling with public resentment.

Unexpectedly, the royal family led by King Arthur has grown strong enough to challenge the dominance of the church and break away from the control of the church, and now it is about to kick out the real "ruler".

"Are you really just trying to use the Crusaders as gunmen?" Frey looked at the speech in his hand again, and there was only one thought in his mind.

The help of the Crusaders by the Priests, to be more precise, was not even support, it was simply a naked game of politics and public opinion.

It's just that this game, whether you win or lose, the crusaders will be greatly developed.

If victorious, the Priesthood will be able to restrain King Arthur's actions, and not only Frey's own safety will be guaranteed, but the Crusaders will also get a qualitative leap.

Elizabeth looked at Frey, who was practicing with the speech script, and also pressed the headset in her right ear, "How is it?" How is the preparation of the royal capital? ”

"Over." Hearing the answer from the headphones, Elizabeth showed a sneer and whispered to herself.

"Arthur, the church was able to raise up a 'God Son Arthur' through the Battle of Greene Plains, and now it can also do the same, and raise up another 'Savior Frey'!"

The three Knights Templar warships, also in a V-shaped formation, protected the small Crusader airships in the middle, and flew towards the royal capital that protruded upwards.