To the west of the Bodi continent is the endless sea of horror, because of the vastness of the ocean, and the complex and changeable weather, the inhabitants of the entire continent agree that this sea is the boundary and barrier at the end of the world.

Hope Island has always been more mysterious than the Desserts of the north and the spirits of the forests of the south, and if it weren't for the young King Richard and his father's vigorous promotion of erudition, even Emperor Deliot would not have taken it too seriously.

Since the unexpected withdrawal from the holy city of Rohm, there has been a considerable trust and tacit understanding between Richard and Pope Damasus, and the whole kingdom has been tightly developed with the cooperation of the two.

The younger king was in charge of economics and politics, while the old pope was in charge of faith and morality.

The inhabitants of Hope Island proudly refer to themselves as King Richard's men, and never mention the slightest mention of the Tamborance Empire, and in their minds, Emperor Demotheon's imperial capital was so far away, and there was hardly any other connection that could be put on the table except that they were of the same race.

The tradition of Hope Island is to be independent and self-reliant, but this is different from the big cities on the mainland that started out as merchants, people will talk about the burghers of Roma and the merchant families of Solo City after dinner, and people will also mention a little about the intricate gangs of beggars and homeless people in Cesar City on the premise of making sure that there are no outsidersI can't see the state of intrigue at all.

They also traded with the inhabitants of the continent, and they came into contact with all kinds of races, but their inner cohesion never changed, perhaps because of the geography of the island, or because they were God's chosen people.

The words "God's chosen people" were put forward by Pope Damasus himself after he came to live on Hope Island for a while. He pointed out more than once that on Hope Island, people's living conditions are similar to what the prophet Cyril and his eight disciples advocated.

Hope Island is such an ark that sails towards heaven, and the future and even all living beings in the entire Bodie continent have to rely on it for the continuation of the species.

......

Albert's biological father, Old Benedict, after obtaining the magical map of the 'spirit' and 'female' king, rushed to the country of Hope with his colleague Valentine.

They slept in the open air, stayed overnight, and encountered some robbers and evil demons along the way, but on the whole, there was no great threat.

The old and the young were also ferried by boat from Constantinople, and at that time, the Grand Commander Savarin had not yet written to Emperor Elliot, and the general Iros, the mourning star, was in the stage of refuge.

The two polymorphist cardinals stand out on the ferry, one is low-key and discreet, one is uninhibited, one has no hair on the top of his head to form a natural light bulb, and the other has clear eyebrows and heroic posture.

There are many people who want to talk to them and make friends, but Benedict is not good at 'spirit' on the one hand, and on the other hand, he has the principle that more things are better than less, so he always seems to have a very cold attitude, but the young Valentine is very talkative, he does not refuse to come, he takes care of all the entertainment, and to him twenty-four hours a day it seems as if it can be used as twenty-six hours. Anyway, the number of yawns Benedict makes in a day is estimated that Valentine needs to accumulate a whole week before it is possible to catch up.

As the saying goes, there is another saying: "Something gathers like and people are divided into groups." Valentine's high-profile behavior naturally attracted the attention of some unexpected people.

It was a calm night, and the ship sailed very steadily, and many people fell asleep early, because it was rare for such a comfortable day on the Horror Sea, and old Benedict was no exception, and he told Valentine not to go to bed too late, and he immediately began to snore.

The young cardinal smiled in agreement, but slowly paced out of the cabin.

The air outside was exceptionally fresh, as if the sea of horror had been replaced by a hillside full of fresh flowers. Valentine couldn't help but think of his lover Agnes. Although the two were now far apart, the connection between the hearts did not need any medium.

He was about the same age as Albert, but mentally smarter. He has a lot of maturity. He has a clear ambition and goal early on. If Albert is led by the nose step by step by reality, then Valentine is just the opposite. He is a strong man in life, and when fate sees him, he has to bow his noble head every time. He is now the youngest cardinal, and he will definitely become the youngest polymath in the future. He has many other ambitions to be realized, step by step, but he is not bothered at all, because it is all under his control.

Valentine memorized all the proverbs of the prophet and his eight disciples that he could reach.His current magic cultivation could be said to have surpassed that of Old Benedict.If several cardinals were compared to each other, I am afraid that Valentine would undoubtedly be able to stand out from the 'chicken' flock.

He leaned against the railing, constantly combining Agnes' face with his own future, and for a young man of this age, career and love go hand in hand.

There are only a few people around the railing, after all, maverick behavior can never become the mainstream of the masses.

There was a guy of medium stature, with a ruddy complexion, who had his eyes on Valentine's side from the beginning, who was sometimes hesitant, sometimes as if he had made up his mind, and after a few iterations, he finally stood quietly beside Valentine.

"Your Excellency, what are you thinking?" I asked this twice.

"Me." The cardinal was a little out of shape, after all, it would be rude to interrupt so suddenly." I'm thinking about my lover and my future with her."

"Your Excellency is so refreshing." The man apparently didn't expect the other party to beat around the bush at all.

"Why did you think to ask me this question?" Valentine smiled and stared into the distance, not looking at the stranger's face.

"Your Excellency is a polymathic cardinal, so you must have seen a lot." Valentine had long been known on the ship, so his identity was not a secret at all.

After all, there is always a limit to what people come into contact with, and the true state of omniscience and omnipotence can only be maintained by the Creator." Valentine's response was philosophical, but it was casual.

"Your Excellency knows about the Emperor's assassination in the Arena of the Imperial Capital of Cesar City." The medium-sized man is accustomed to tiptoe while talking, and his face is more rosy and shiny.

"Didn't this spread a long time ago, you want to ask me if I know the inside story?"

The man nodded, "Crimson Rose, I know the true master behind Crimson Rose."

"Oh." Valentine is finally getting a little interested." The history of this organization is probably more than 100 years old, and it has always been a state of seeing the head of the dragon without seeing the end, and the murder of the previous emperor is said to be inextricably linked with them."

The medium-sized figure looked around for a moment, and then leaned into the cardinal's ear and whispered, "The origin of this killer organization is on Hope Island.

"What." This news is too terrifying, and even a young and old man like Valentine, who is good at psychological warfare, has to let out a subconscious sigh." You can't say that nonsense, because either Richard or Defot could have guillotined you."

The medium-sized face didn't know if it was due to 'agitation' or what's going on.Anyway, it was almost about to turn purple.He finally restrained his 'agitation' and said, "Your Excellency.,We are all people of the Tamborance Empire.If we can use this to impress the emperor.,......

Valentine got it all right, it turned out that this man was still a vulgar fellow, trying to gain glory and wealth by passing on the grapevine, but why did he find himself?

"Your Excellency." The man continued. I have ample evidence in my hand, but it's not appropriate to make it public now.Aren't you Bojiao and His Majesty the Emperor have a disagreement with him.I can take this opportunity to make amends.I'm just an ordinary person.I can't get the news to your Majesty....... is different.If you want.,I can 'hand' the evidence to you to deal with."

Valentine felt that he could not say any more about this, and he immediately said that he would go back to bed.

He only asked the other person's first name and last name.

The guy grinned.' Lu put out two gold teeth in his mouth, and bowed as he clasped a few times, "The contemptible person is called Philip, who has been running the timber business all year round, but the 'elves' in the Danse Forest have been very grumpy lately, and this business is becoming more and more unprofitable."

"Philip. very well, I remember, you can come to my room tomorrow morning." Valentine thought back to the name, but nothing out of the ordinary.

'Want' to know what will happen next, and listen to the next breakdown.