After Benedict and His Royal Highness Albert came out of the Danse Forest, they encountered robbers on the way, and the two did not go on a killing spree, but only borrowed the horses under the seat of the leader. The old man was in front and His Royal Highness was behind, and they rode away in pairs. The robbers all looked at each other and considered themselves unlucky.

Pope Damasus was preparing to travel north with his cardinals, but because of the long distance, everyone had been stockpiling up food and diet these days.

When Benedict and Albert arrived, they saw at a glance that the people in the Holy See were in a hurry. The old man was in a hurry, thinking that something important had happened, and hurriedly went to meet the Pope.

Damassus was furious when he learned of General Iros's perverse behavior, and comforted: "I waited here to run for the interests of the empire, but this general of His Majesty the Emperor treated my monks like this, and when I see Your Majesty himself in the city of Cesa, I will definitely explain this matter to my face and let him administer justice!"

"Your Majesty, after the northern heretics captured Roma, they were in full swing, and this time they sent a large army to the south. His Majesty the Emperor is clearly a master who must be at peace with the outside world, and we must not be allowed to be used as a spear by him!" said Benedict, informed of the situation.

Damassus smiled slightly: "We are far from quenching our thirst, the emperor must have sent the Duke of Borot, who is closest to the front line, to put out the fire." ”

"Isn't the Duchy of Royle south of Röhm?" Benedict was a little puzzled, and then suddenly thought of something, "This emperor is really nepotism!"

The Pope nodded twice and said, "I'm afraid nepotism is underestimating him, although Duke Loyle is the emperor's father-in-law, he is just a chess piece." ”

Benedict thought of His Highness Albert who was waiting outside, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Your Holiness, the son of Duke Borot is walking with me this time, and now he is waiting outside, do you want to see him?"

Damasus repeatedly said please, and as soon as he saw His Highness, he showed a smile that was not easy for outsiders to detect.

Albert, who has a long figure, has a good demeanor, although the clothes on his body have been dirty after these days, but the whole person reveals a noble temperament, which people dare not underestimate.

"Your Holiness, my father has been teaching me magic since I was a child from the Fort of Salat, and the teacher often mentions your name, and he often says that you are one of the most talented and ambitious of the last few popes. "Your Highness has not forgotten to put on a high hat when he came up.

Damassus kept smiling, took Albert's hand and said, "Son, what did that monk teach you?"

"Basic alchemy, biology and astrology. His Highness replied.

"What about magic?"

"The most basic level 1 or 2 magic. ”

Damasus nodded: "Although young people are energetic and highly perceptive, this sect's magic focuses on inner cultivation, and they must have a certain amount of life experience and perception to achieve success. Level 1 or 2 magic is enough for your age. It's not the accumulation of quantities that matters. ”

When the Pope said this, he paused, he looked at Benedict's face, and then carefully looked at His Highness's face, and finally couldn't help but tease: "Your Highness, is Duke Borot the only son of you?"

"Yes, I also have two older sisters. Albert was slightly annoyed.

Damasus patted His Highness on the shoulder and said, "Now that the northern heretics are heading south again, your father must have gone to the front line to meet the enemy." ”

Albert was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Your Holiness, how did you find out?"

"Even His Holiness himself has to go all the way north to support, this is an order from His Majesty the Emperor himself. Benedict explained.

"Your Highness, don't worry, you can go north with us. Damasus comforted.

"I can't rest assured of my father!" His Highness's eyes were full of anxiety.

"Child, this journey is a long way, and you can't cut it off alone. His Majesty the Emperor will do two things for you. One is to ensure that General Iros is punished, and the other is to ensure that you can inherit the Duchy of Borot. Damasus said unusually calmly but somewhat unkindly.

"My father will be fine, how can you say that, Your Holiness!"

Benedict interjected: "You are too young to understand the affection of His Holiness. His Majesty the Emperor has sent your father to meet the enemy first, and his intention could not be more obvious, but this must not be said to you. ”

Albert's sorrow comes from it, and it cannot be broken. He remembered his father's instructions when he sent him to spy on General Iros: "His Majesty the Emperor is planning to take the Elector of the Empire, and when the time comes, you can capture and kill Iros on the spot." You are far away from the frontier, but you can escape from the Principality of Borot. In the future, if anything happens to me, you can unite with several other electors to overthrow the emperor, and you can trust everyone but the old fox Lloyle. ”

Seeing that His Royal Highness wanted to cry without tears, Damasus asked his subordinates to take out a treasure and put it in his hands to comfort: "Child, with me, the emperor will definitely not be able to attack you, and it is the best policy to endure at this moment." The invasion of the infidels from the north is both a challenge and an opportunity, and taking advantage of it to create a career can give you the weight to fight the Emperor. ”

Albert had a thousand words in his heart, but he only said one: "Your Majesty, why are you so kind to me?"

Damasus looked at the bald Benedict slyly, and the old bald man was embarrassed by him, so he hurriedly relieved the siege and said: "Silly boy, as the head of the Liberal Religion, of course His Holiness has to follow the teachings of the prophet back then, and as long as he perceives the suffering of the world, he must find a way to resolve it." ”

"Both emperors and beggars are born with equal rights. The Pope added with a smile.

At this time, Cardinal Valentine came in to consult with Damazus.

Benedict was about to quietly retreat with Albert, but was stopped by Damasus: "It's all my own family, there is nothing to avoid." ”

Valentine then said in a loud voice: "Your Majesty, I just received a secret report from the Luther House that the King of Hope has unexpectedly appeared there, and it is said that His Majesty the Emperor has asked him to stay here. Originally, Hope could outflank the northern heretics directly from the flank at sea, but the emperor didn't know what the reason was, so he first let King Hope secretly go to the city of Cesar to discuss countermeasures, and then let him lead his troops to be stationed near Luther's House. ”

"King Hope Richard has already given me a book to start a holy war. This man is young, but he is so devout to religion, and the islands of Hope Country are also singing and dancing under his rule, and the country is strong and the people are rich, which is really a rare material to be made. ”

"Your Holiness, this Richard has traveled thousands of miles across the sea, and although his spirit is commendable, this is for His Majesty the Emperor to be a gunman!" Benedict couldn't help but say.

Cardinal Valentine was deeply valued by Damasus, and he took the initiative to take over the conversation: "King Richard's enthusiasm must conflict with the emperor's thinking that he must first settle down in the emperor's mind, and it is certainly impossible for the two of them to live in harmony for a long time. When the Pontifical Majesty arrives in the north, Richard will be at our disposal. ”

The Pope listened and nodded approvingly. Benedict touched the top of his head and said with a little shame: "The Pontiff can really anticipate the enemy's opportunities in everything, and Lord Valentine is always the first person to figure out the deep meaning, I admire it!"

Just as several people were discussing and touting each other, there was a noise outside the door, and someone came in to report: "Your Majesty, there is a group of Cortesian heretics from outside the Holy See, and the leader is clamoring for you to come forward to answer in person, or you will step on the Holy See." ”

Benedict scolded contemptuously: "What a big breath, let's go and see!"

As he spoke, he followed the man with Albert and Valentine to check it out.

Outside the Holy See, Cardinal Lando was there in a tense confrontation with the faithful of Cortès.

The heretics wore red scarves on their heads, red robes, and exotic scimitars around their waists. It can't help but be reminiscent of the dress of the people of the O'Lingte Empire in the east in the past.

These people supported the pseudo-pope and betrayed the Liberal Religion, and the emperor allowed them to run amok under the pretext of not interfering in religious affairs, which led to the rise of their power in recent years.

The puppet pope, who lived outside the imperial capital of Xiza, was very disappointed when he learned that the emperor had invited the southern papacy to come and fight against the infidels together, so he sent people to organize heretical believers scattered in the south in a vain attempt to stop the northward march of the Catholic religion.

Cardinal Lando was a rough man who was impatient, and was ready to go before he could say a few words, when Benedict and his party arrived, and the heretics shouted at them, "Is there the Pope himself?"

Valentine asked unhurriedly: "Do you have anything to do with the search for the Holy See?"

"Our words are only to the Pontifical Majesty himself, you hairy boy knows a fart!"

Valentine, the youngest of the cardinals, not much older than Albert, smiled calmly and slightly: "I am the Pope, just say anything." ”

Everyone looked at him in amazement, and the leading Cortex heretic laughed loudly: "Isn't there anyone who teaches in the same way? It's ridiculous to let a little hairy boy be the leader!"

"I am young and incompetent, but I have always taught in terms of talent and seniority, if you can beat me today, I am willing to give up this position to you. Valentin said clearly and calmly.

The Cortése cultists were shocked by the aura of the young cardinal, and if the leader did not engage in the battle at this time, it would mean that he had already lost, so he had to say: "Fight is a battle!" But may I ask whether it is a civil fight or a martial fight, a weapon fight or a law fight?"

"The choice is yours. Valentine always had a smile on his face.

As soon as several Kotés disciples combined, this young man looked very weak, and martial arts and weapon fighting must be his shortcoming, so the leader shouted: "Then martial arts! I will use this scimitar at my waist." ”

Valentine strode forward, muttered a word, drew a large circle on the ground with his fingertips, and said to the Cortésians: "Whoever is the first to walk out of this circle with both feet is negative." ”

The leader of Cortex scolded: "Doll, you are too confident, empty-handed like winning me?"

The young cardinal did not speak, but simply stood in the demarcated circle and waited for him.

The Kortais shouted loudly, and the leader of the group, armed with scimitars, swooped down on Valentine with the force of Tarzan.

This scimitar technique is peerless, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the prestige of the Cortés is derived from it, and it is not an exaggeration to be wounded and killed by rubbing.

The cardinal stood indifferently in place, not avoiding or dodging, even Benedict behind him secretly sweated, and he had even put his hands behind his back to prepare for the sleep technique.

Valentine deliberately wanted to provoke the other party so that he could pounce on him with his scimitar with all his strength, so that the other party would have no room for maneuver.

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