It is said that the Cortése led by the leader raised a scimitar and pounced on Cardinal Valentine like a tiger descending from a mountain. Seeing that this split was about to kill the weak young bishop, Valentine was not in a hurry, and one of his sideways dodges and raised a foot to kick the Cortex man who had lost his center of gravity, causing him to stumble and stumble out of the circle in embarrassment.

When the people of the Holy See saw it, they all applauded. The Cortés looked at each other, and the man at the head was so angry that he got up from the ground and shouted, "Brothers, cut him down for me!"

It was too late for the young cardinal to avoid it at this time. Benedict reminded from the side, "Stone Skin!"

I saw an amazing change in Valentine's body, his clothes instantly turned into an obsidian-like texture, and the delicate skin exposed was replaced by wrinkled rhinoceros skin.

The scimitar smashed right in front of his chest, but the obsidian was too hard, causing the knife to be shaken to the ground and break in an instant.

The Cortés heretics had gone mad, and they all slashed at Valentine with their scimitars.

The young cardinal was unhurried, his hands forward, flipping continuously, and with this gesture, all the people who rushed towards him were frozen into ice sculptures.

Albert secretly admired on the side: "Although it is winter now, the weather in the south of the empire can't freeze, this person is young, but the basic skills of magic are too solid!"

The Kotés who were the leader were already shocked by the situation, and he fell to his knees trembling and begging for Valentine's mercy.

The young cardinal stepped forward and smiled, "His Majesty the Emperor does not interfere in religious affairs, and you Cortes can take advantage of the opportunity to form a party for personal gain. Since you delivered yourself to the door today, how can I not say it?"

Valentine said, picking up the broken scimitar from the ground and handing it to the man: "You will take care of your men!"

The Cortése disciple who led the "......" never imagined that the weak young cardinal in front of him would have such a vicious move.

"Do you want to save your own life or theirs?" Valentine's smile was full of murderous energy.

The poor man suddenly lost his mind, and Benedict came forward at this time to persuade: "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, I have had several confrontations with them, but I have never hurt people's lives, and I always use sleep to send them, Lord Bishop, you ......"

"Since His Majesty the Emperor has declared that he will not interfere in religious affairs, it means that we have the right to deal with all kinds of heresies at will!" Valentine's indifferent expression startled everyone.

Some of these heretics are also forced by life. We can destroy their meeting places, we can capture their popes, but these people themselves deserve mercy. Old Benedict said in vain.

Valentine did not answer.

The leading Cortése man made a surprise move at this time, he took the cracked scimitar, put it around his neck, and said to Valentine: "My lord, I am willing to exchange my life for the safety of my brothers, please do not break your word." ”

The young bishop nodded slightly.

The Cortex man punctured the artery in his neck at once, and immediately the blood was like a column, and he fell.

Sighs filled the outside of the Holy See, and Benedict prepared to take the initiative to help those trapped by the thick frozen ice.

Valentine stopped: "Don't worry, my lord, these guys have despised the Holy See, their sins are unforgivable, and they deserve to be beheaded." ”

"But didn't you just say ......," Benedict looked at the young but ruthless weak bishop in front of him.

"It's just a strategy, and it's okay to be tactically about heresy, but not to be merciful. Valentine explained as he said to Cardinal Lando: "My lord, please help me and correct these people on the spot!"

Lando is an anxious man, if Valentine hadn't come forward just now, he would have called his men to fight in a group.

Benedict shook his head, not wanting to see such a bloody scene, and pulled Albert back into the Holy See.

Pope Damassus, upon learning of Valentine's actions, praised loudly: "This is well done, it is justified, and this young man has a bright future." ”

Benedict was very dissatisfied, and the old man almost complained and muttered: "Your Majesty, it is not conducive to the prosperity of the religion that we are doing this." Believers have always been exemplary in our generosity and mercy to save the common people. But Lord Valentine, he is too murderous, and it is definitely not the style I should teach. ”

Damassus knew his temper and comforted: "Extraordinary times require extraordinary means. If you dwell too much on morality, you will be crushed by morality. I understand your thoughts, we are all in order to strengthen the liberal arts, but we have our own paths. You and Your Highness are tired from the journey, so we will rest early today, and we may have to leave for the north tomorrow. ”

Benedict and Albert silently retreated. When they arrived at the place where they settled, His Highness was the first to speak: "That Valentine is about the same age as me, but he has such power and skill, which is really amazing. ”

Benedict doesn't have an interface.

His Highness continued to say to himself: "How pleased my father would be if I could have half of his means!"

The old man stared at him blankly, knowing that Albert was talking about Duke Borot: "Your Highness, your father is not a master who is casually kneaded, and I am sure that he will not be in any particular danger for the time being." ”

"Then we should hurry up and go north, and when we see His Majesty the Emperor, we will know the news of our father. ”

"Your father's life and death do not depend on the northern heretics at the moment, but on His Majesty the Emperor himself! King Hope is already stationed near Luther House, and if the Emperor orders him to go north to help, Duke Borot will be fine, but if he does not move, then your father will be in trouble. ”

"My lord, isn't there still the Duke of Loyle?"

Benedict sneered twice and said, "You just have to think that he is the emperor's father-in-law, and you can understand!"

Albert slammed his fist on an already tattered table, causing it to fall apart with a bang: "Is it now just a matter of fate?"

"Your Highness, as long as the Holy Throne sees the emperor himself, then your title can definitely be kept, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, for now you can only endure this breath, and when the time is ripe in the future, you can get this revenge sooner or later. ”

"My lord, I know that you may be my biological father, but the Duke of Borot has worked so hard to raise me to adulthood, and I ......," Albert said, leaving tears of sorrow.

His Highness's inner thoughts at this time were quite complicated.

Duke Borot was very strict with him at all times, and when he was a child, what His Royal Highness wanted to see most was his mother's loving eyes. No matter what he does, what he learns, or what games he plays, he will always be picked on by his father. Duke Borot was so strict that several times His Royal Highness even wanted to run away from home. As he grew older, Albert realized his responsibilities as the heir to the duke, and his father did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to hire the best teachers in the empire, and he finally understood his father's heart. However, His Royal Highness's talent is not very smart, and under the cultivation of the duke, he has only learned a little bit.

Albert felt ashamed of his father, and even more ashamed of his ancestors in the Duchy of Borot.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he cried out, "Is my mother in danger?"

Benedict took his hand and said categorically: "For the sake of your mother, you must hold back the grief and indignation in your heart, and never show your thoughts to His Majesty the Emperor himself. Peace of mind to inherit the title first, so that your mother can be kept safe. On the Duke Borot's side, when we meet Your Majesty in the imperial capital with the Holy Throne, I will personally lead people to support. ”

"My lord, I will go with you!"

"Your Highness, you must guard the Duchy of Borot and must not act recklessly. If you have any ideas, you can talk to His Holiness of the Holy See. Your father, I'll do my best to help!"

Albert's eyes were moist, and he choked up and said, "My lord, if you are really my father, why don't you hate Duke Borot at all?"

"Your Highness, the Duke has raised you to adulthood, and I will never forget his great kindness, how can I be jealous? Whether in public or private, I have to help you and Borot. ”

Albert looked at Benedict's age-disproportionate face and his rickety back, and couldn't help but cry out loud.

"Your Highness, if I can meet you, I will have few regrets in this life. At present, the enemies of the country can't tolerate being children, so let's rest early and hurry tomorrow. When the old man said the words "no regrets", he thought of Tonya's beautiful face.

......

At this time, the cardinals are gathered to discuss with the Pope about the departure of tomorrow.

Lando was quick to speak, and took the lead in saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, I think this is a long way to go. We can take this opportunity to move the Holy See back to the capital city of Cisa, and the Holy See here will be abandoned!"

Several cardinals in the room also agreed, but Valentine disagreed, and said lightly: "Although this place is in the wilderness of the south and far from the center of the empire, this is the natural advantage on which we live. Generations of emperors of the empire have been intent on exterminating our cult forces, and if we move the Holy See back to Cisar now, it will appear to be a victory for the Cult, but it is not in our interest. If you are too close to the center of the whirlpool, it is easy to be caught in one go. We are here with a high mountain and far away from the emperor, which is where we can show our strengths. These two emperors thought they had a plan and drove us out of the city of Xiza, but they were just miscalculated!"

Pope Damassus nodded yes, supporting Valentine's opinion and saying: "Who wants to stay and watch over the Holy See? ”

The cardinals all bowed their heads, for with the exception of Valentine, all of them longed for the prosperity of the imperial capital.

Valentine volunteered to jump out and express his willingness, and the Pope reluctantly said: "You are young and talented, and you were going to take you north to meet His Majesty the Emperor.

"Your Holiness, His Majesty the Emperor is just the representative of God in the world, changing one after another, only God himself is eternal, I am here to guard eternity, what you go to see is only for a moment, why don't I do it?"

Damazus nodded in satisfaction. The young cardinal was destined to be a key figure in the future.

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.