King Hope's youthful promise has spread throughout the Bodie continent.

This is a real diamond king, even the Duke of Borot Albert is much inferior to him, after all, Richard is a king's title, not only that, Richard also has both parents dead, the whole court is completely up to him, this is another great advantage in the eyes of some guys, because no one likes to be bound.

Almost all the families on Hope Island who have a boudoir are dreaming of their daughters one day becoming King Richard's wife.

Although they are kind in nature and simple in their folk customs, their idea of marrying a 'girl' is not much different from that of the inhabitants of the mainland.

The kings of Hope have basically married only the 'daughters' of the island, with the exception of a few generations.

Young Richard, because he was always 'worried' about national affairs, so he consciously or unconsciously ignored the past for his children's 'private' affairs.

On this day, Pope Damassus approached him with a smile on his face and asked, "Your Majesty, it has recently been rumored that you have captured a foreign 'woman' officer when you were fighting the invasion of the Dessert fleet.

Richard didn't think too much about it, but bluntly expressed his doubts: "It stands to reason that fighting should be the business of men. Women' will be better than men."

"Your Majesty, your advisor Foss mentioned to me last time that Maria, the Grand Master of the Knights of the Purple Rose, wanted to get something out of the mouth of the Alien, and Maria even wanted to 'spend' years of trying to convert that 'girl' to the Liberal Arts."

"Oh, why didn't Foss consult me, and if the Grand Master really wished, I would have been more than willing to 'deliver' the captives to her care."

"Your Majesty, Mr. Foss, has not mentioned it to you, and I am afraid that he has some concerns of his own."

"Your Holiness, you know, as long as it is true and reasonable, even if it is difficult to accept, I will give the wisest reply after I have calmed down. Richard was clearly a little disappointed.

Damasus hurriedly explained with a smile: "Your Majesty, the people are rumoring that a girl from a family would have such good fortune and can spend her life with you. I, a servant of God, should not have been mixed with it. They're all too embarrassed to ask you what you think about it, but you, as the monarch of Hope, have a great deal to do with the rise and fall of the nation, and that's why I have the audacity to come forward and be the first to find out what your majesty really wants."

Richard, after all, was still young, his face turned red and white, and he was embarrassed for a long time, before he finally replied, "Your Holiness, since the first time I saw you, I have regarded you as my own father.

"Then Your Majesty should make the goal clear as soon as possible, otherwise, so many civil and military ministers and so many ordinary people will not be at peace in their hearts." Damasus had wanted to stop at once, but in the days he had been in contact with Richard, he had long regarded him as a teachable child, and from a simple working relationship, a strong family affection had slowly developed.

......

Cardinal Valentine was a real man, and he had long seen that the relationship between the Pontiff and Richard was not ordinary, so he was not in a hurry to find out what had happened on the ferry, and even Benedict's side was just a passing mention.

The merchant Philip was also very clever, and he had a good eye for the big 'leg' of Valentine, and the rest of the world would no longer be clamoring about it, after all, the target of this matter was so great that the Duke of Loyle, the emperor's father-in-law, who had always dared to act in major matters, was unwilling to get involved.

The crimson rose is now a real household name, they assassinated Emperor Deliot, and even used their brains against the 'spirit' and 'woman' king, and the mastermind behind the scenes is very likely to be King Richard of Hope, who is far away from the world.

Valentine's letter to the city of Apulia was also based entirely on the clues provided by Philip.

It turned out that the 'female' 'elf' spirit who had met with Diliot had a 'private' affair with a human man, and that human man happened to be a member of Philip's merchant guild. As the saying goes, the sea oath is always credited. The man decisively became a negative man. He poked his good friend Philip some earth-shattering things that the 'female' and 'elf' spirits said next to his pillow. The speed is even comparable to that of the Emperor's Flying Pigeon, which is officially forbidden, but secretly it is still very popular.

In this way, Christina, the conservative leader of the Danse Forest, was doomed to a tragic end, because it was she who sent her own eyes and ears to contact Crimson Rose, and it was she who gave the instructions to put an end to the 'spirit' and 'woman' king cleanly.

......

Valentine uses his identity as a cardinal to roam the streets of Aston City, trying to find some clues of crimson roses.

As the only large city on the island of Hope, Aston is a little too unpretentious, it does not have the bustling commerce of the Duchy of Borot, the city of Solo, nor the many grandiose buildings of the imperial capital of Cisa, it is more like the product of a patchwork of several small towns that were originally separate, and the layout of the streets, the trend of population movements, etc., clearly reflect this.

For those who want to find out the secrets of the city, taverns are always the first choice, but Valentine is faced with an extremely embarrassing fact: there are no less than three or four taverns in Aston City just a few steps away.

Thankfully, a brawl on the street became his savior.

The two guys who were scuffling together were swearing all kinds of swear words in their mouths while you punched and I kicked and vented their anger.

One of the particularly arrogant words aroused Valentine's alarm: "Don't be complacent, you kid, the Eyeless God will always take care of his followers, and unbelievers like you will eventually be thrown into its hatchery as fodder."

What the hell is the Godless God?

The young cardinal wasn't ready to give up on this clue so easily, he quietly hid in the shadows, and cast an invisibility spell on himself.

The two guys were done with the fight, and Valentine cautiously followed one of the men who mentioned the Eyeless God to see what he was doing.

After passing through about four or five alleys, the man suddenly stopped, looked cautiously behind him and around him, and then quickened his pace, and flashed into a black "hole" and "hole" that concealed the door.

For the sake of safety, Valentine first cast a lot of defensive 'sex' magic on himself in a hidden place, and then used the true vision technique and the convenience of the shadow body technique, and followed the footsteps of that guy into the mysterious little black room.

I saw red candles piled up all over the table, and there were also many horizontal and vertical candles in the corner, and there was a statue in the center of the back, and its two hands, which were supposed to be clenched, were broken.

There was silence in the room, and the guy was gone.

Valentine thought it was too weird, and immediately thought that maybe there was some secret 'door' and mechanism hidden somewhere.

He carefully touched the corners of the statue, and the tables on which the candles were stacked.

At the same time, the 'door' of the room, which was supposed to be hidden, suddenly closed suddenly, as if it had been pushed hard by some external force.

The room was eerily quiet, and Valentine could clearly hear his own rapidly increasing heartbeat and his short, very regular breathing.

Aside from the red candles and the nameless statues, there's nothing else to look at.

Just as Valentine was hesitating in his heart, a sudden thunderous noise came from the floor: "Who are you? Since you have come here, you must have the password in your hand, please answer me, why was the Cult of God born?"

The young man was obviously under the cover of invisibility, and there was no light in the room, so how could anyone see through his whereabouts.

"Answer me, the question will be repeated three times at most, and if you still can't answer it, the sweeper will chop you into powder."

"Who are you, and why are you pretending to be a god here?" Valentine had to ask rhetorically.

"Answer the question and be saved, and ask the question to be tortured."

The sound was gone, and all the candles in the room suddenly lit up, and its bright red eyes were reminiscent of killing and fear.

Valentine is a model of the courage of a master, he is not afraid of these artificial gods and ghosts, since the candle is a fire system, then he uses the water system and the ice system.

'Want' to know what the outcome will be.