The rows of seats extend from the inside out, neatly arranged.

In the past, the residents of the whole village would come to the church on Sundays to worship and listen to the sermons of the parish priest, so the small church of Huo Village is actually not too small, and in the past, it must have had a grand scene.

Father Corrado touched the back of his chair, his age-spotted hand rubbing lightly against it.

He looked at Father Schneider, his expression was a little indifferent, no longer tired before, at this moment, his eyes were as cold as a falcon, this is his true face, the so-called kindness and sacredness, but a mask worn on his face for a long time!

"Brother Schneider, does Grand Duke Ron have any thoughts on this place?"

As he spoke, he curled his fingers, his fingers tapping against the back of his chair.

Father Schneider took half a step back, bowed slightly, and showed respect, and a smile appeared on his face, not a commercial smile without any emotion, but extremely sincere, extremely sincere, that is, by virtue of this smile, he was called the most respected priest in Reims, and there was no exaggeration in this point.

"Brother Corrado, why do you say that?"

Schneider is a native of the Templar Nativity.

In fact, all the power organizations are not so distinct, but you have me, I have you, double agents are popular, and sometimes, he himself will be confused about which side he is on.

After all, the world is not that simple.

Take Father Schneider, he is the priest of the Templar, this is his one layer of identity, he has another identity, he is a native of Reims, born in a small noble family, this small nobleman is a vassal family of the Leslie family, a long time ago, his ancestor as a knight used to fight with the Leslie family, and finally, obtained the status of a nobleman, with a small fief.

After the establishment of the French Empire, the family was separated from the Leslie family and placed under the jurisdiction of the central court.

However, the family's roots are still in Reims City, and it is inseparable from the Leslie family, and it is still the same until now.

Schneider's family was also a very devout Christian family, and in each generation, in addition to the eldest son who inherited the family business, most of the second and third sons would go to seminary.

So, in each of their generations, people entered the church and became priests.

It's also a relationship.

Father Schneider himself is gifted, a gifted man, but he was able to become a red robe in his fifties, in addition to his own efforts, it is also related to this network.

The family relationship is just a small network, and this network is attached to a huge network, and this huge network is related to the Leslie family, and in Reims City, even in the Templar, there is the power of the Leslie family.

Human society is also a relational society.

It's hard to avoid.

The larger the organization, the more complex the relationship.

That's why Father Corrado questioned Father Schneider in this way.

As a representative of the local priests, Father Schneider represents the interests of the local people of Reims, who do not refer to hundreds of thousands of people, but to large families such as Leslie.

"God is above!"

Father Corrado made a cross on his chest.

"There are only you and me here except God, and there is no need to ......"

Father Schneider also made a cross on his chest, and the smile on his face became more sincere, and he looked at Father Corrado with a look of sincerity that made it difficult to doubt.

"What the Grand Duke wants to do, I don't know, and there is no way to stop ......"

Father Schneider's voice was equally sincere, and his voice was so beautiful that it was like sugar mixed with it.

"Here, it must be our Templar who occupies the lion's share, neither the Irises nor the Grand Duke can take the initiative, God is above, and will not allow them to be devoured by greed......"

Father Corrado was still staring at Schneider, as if he were observing the lines on his cheeks.

After a few seconds, he nodded.

"The gods bear witness!"

"The gods bear witness!"

Father Schneider also lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

It is true that he climbed to this position and had nothing to do with the Leslie family, but if he himself did not have the ability, it would be impossible for him to climb up, after all, in the transcendent world, strength is respected.

Sometimes, he can speak from the Leslie family's side and speak for the interests of the Leslie family.

However, his foundation was in the church.

At the critical moment, he had to be on the side of the Templar.

Although faith in God and following the will of the Church are two different things, in the past, the Church and God were inseparable, now it is becoming clear to more and more people that God is God and the Church is the Church.

The Church is nothing but one of God's spokesmen.

Self-styled!

Then, the two looked up at the same time, and changed color at the same time.

They swayed, and their red robes rattled.

Transcendents of their level, even if they encounter a major earthquake and the earth shakes, they themselves will be as stable as a rock, and they will never be as embarrassed as they are now.

They looked back at the same time, looking at the gap.

There, there was an unstoppable wave of energy.

......

The long convoy winds its way down the avenue like a long snake.

The wind was very strong, coming from the west, blowing the trees on both sides to the east, bending as if to stick to the ground, but fortunately, the distance between the trees was quite short, so they were not destroyed, and one tree was next to the other, as if they were supporting each other all the way to the east.

The wind also blew towards the convoy.

Every carriage is going against the wind, but among these carriages, there is a special carriage with a magic circle in every few carriages, as long as there are magic stones, the carriage will produce an invisible barrier, blocking the wind, even if the wind can bypass these barriers and blow into the convoy, but it will not cause any impact, the driver only needs to lower the brim of the hat above his head, squint, and can see the road clearly.

This is reinforcements from the city of Reims.

Ron Leslie, Grand Duke of Swan Castle, sat in a very ordinary black carriage, and Sean Randolph sat in front of him, and between the two was a small coffee table with a teapot and a teapot, into which Sean was pouring milk.

Milk, spices, tea leaves from the magical East, that's milk tea.

"Your Excellency, please use!"

After getting it done, Sean said respectfully.

Ron Leslie casually picked up the teacup, put it to his lips, and sipped it gently.

Sean Randolph bowed his head.

He sighed inwardly.

No matter how powerful an existence is, there will be times when it is vulnerable, for the one he serves, Klein, who is about to die, is his biggest weakness, and the pain of white-haired people sending black-haired people is unbearable even for the strong!

This time, I hope the Grand Duke will grant his wish.