Berlin, the capital of the Third German Reich!

Strictly speaking, Berlin was not the residence of the emperor's court, but only the place where the German emperors were crowned, and the German emperor did not keep his court in one place for a long time, but followed his own

The camps were stationed in various cities of the empire from time to time, and his Majesty preferred his birthplace of Magdeburg, as he spent his childhood full of fond memories.

"Your Majesty is now in Berlin, the expansion of the cathedral has just been completed, and His Majesty is back in a hurry to attend the inauguration, which is a great gift to God and a show off of his dominion." His Majesty said to me.

After the Pope was ousted from Rome by the rebels, he stayed in the Third Reich Cathedral in Berlin.

This young man from the imperial family secretly used his special status to make friends with several German archdukes and feudal lords who could speak in front of the emperor, and slowly accumulated his political capital, so as to strengthen the weight of speaking in front of his ambitious emperor cousin.

For he knew that his cousin, though he coveted the opulence of Italy and the glory of Rome, was only a jewel in the crown of the Emperor to make it look better.

If bigger and better diamonds could be obtained elsewhere, His Majesty might have put the Italian conquest behind him.

Like the alluring Silesia or Provence or something!

As the first Germanic pope in Roman history, Bruno knew that he could ascend to the supreme throne of Christendom entirely by relying on the powerful German Third Reich behind him, to put it bluntly, the sword in the hand of this cousin was stacked with countless bloody corpses of rebels, so he must always remind the inattentive emperor cousin that Italy is the most delicious piece of cake, and the holy city of Rome is the red and charming cherry on it.

We entered Berlin, the capital of the Germans, a splendid city, and although most of the exquisite decorations were looted by the conquerors for hundreds of years, piled together with the confusion of the nouveau riche, it was generally more cultured, and seemed to be much more noble and magnificent than other imperial cities.

"Welcome to Berlin, Pearl, Randy Knight!" The Pope lifted the curtain and said to me, who was looking up at the beautiful sculpture.

"It's so beautiful, it's a marvel of human ingenuity, and it's a comparison of castle lands that are only poor and dirty."

To be honest, when I came to the Middle Ages, all my views of this era were not positive, because this backward and barbaric world frightened me, and I once thought that the so-called Western civilization was nothing more than that, but the cultural temperament of Berlin deeply impressed me, and I changed my evaluation of the Middle Ages unfriendliness a little.

The Pope smiled lightly, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the window lattice: "That's because you haven't been to Italy yet, where a village is more beautiful than here, and the holy city of Rome, the legendary city of ten thousand cities, the abode of the gods, you can't describe it in words, even though she has experienced many barbarian sacks in her history, the most recent one was led by His Majesty the Great Emperor." ”

After saying that, there was some indescribable color in his eyes, deep and terrifying, and the young pope's obsession with authority was much higher than that of his cousin the emperor, who was also obsessed with fame.

The carriage came to a slow halt in front of the Berlin Cathedral, and the clergy in the church had already received the news of the arrival of the Pope, and all stood outside the door to greet the leader.

These high bishops of the empire wore extravagant robes of noble velvet from Italy, holy hats studded with precious stones, and belts made of gold, all of which showed the dignity and authority of God's spokesmen, and even their retinue and ordinary clergy were dressed in much more opulence than most of the local lords of the empire.

"Welcome, Your Majesty, we have prepared a banquet for these warriors who have escorted you all the way back."

As soon as the Pope's carriage stopped, a white-haired cardinal with a radiant crown that pierced his eyes and could be blinded walked up to the carriage and said.

The Pope, with the help of his attendants, got out of the carriage and looked down condescendingly at all the ecclesiastical personnel who bowed to him, and then said:

"No need, I'm going to a dinner hosted by His Majesty the Emperor in the evening, let's just eat a little bit, and prepare a clean bedroom for this knight next to me, he is my honored guest."

"Everything is as you wish, Your Majesty." The old bishop stooped in reply, and with one hand he helped the Pope into the church, and I followed him in.

Berlin Cathedral is the place where successive German kings were crowned, because it is the most brilliant pearl of the Imperial Palace complex built by the great Frankish king Charlemagne and the famous architect Otto, the octagonal architectural structure and the gorgeous round vault are the most distinctive, and the church preserves the remains of Charlemagne and the marble throne, which can be said to be the most mysterious and closest to the center of power in the entire empire.

"I like the quiet atmosphere in the cathedral, as if this world doesn't exist, and I think that only by staying here can people find their own hearts and get closer to God." The Pope said to me as he walked.

Weapons are not allowed in the church, and my saber must be handed over to the church personnel for safekeeping when I enter the door, and I almost thought that I was going to close the door and catch the thief and drop the glass, and I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat, thanks to the Pope's explanation for me, which made me feel at ease to follow him into such a dim and cold building, although it looked beautiful.

"I believe that a pure soul like His Majesty the Pope will have some kind of communication with God that is different from that of us ordinary people, because you are His projection in the world, the God of the earth."

I racked my brains to think of such an answer, it's really embarrassing that the level of composition has been in the middle of me, serving the leader is really a broad and profound comprehensive knowledge, not only to have a keen eye and quick reaction ability, but also to have a mouth of the lotus, dead can also say alive mouth escape.

The Pope stopped, stared at me as if he didn't know me, tilted his head and said, "The projection of God on earth, the God of earth." This is the first time I have heard such words, and although I have transgressed and offended God, I have to admit that I am indeed very useful, and I also think that the real Pope should hold the supreme power of Christendom, because only then can I use my own power to change those unjust things, even if the way I ascended to the top is somewhat unfair. ”

"I understand your great ambition, in short, to fight violence with violence."

"That's to the point, you're such a learned gentleman, Knight Randy, and I'm getting to appreciate you more and more." The Pope narrowed his eyes and walked back with his hands behind his back.

The cathedral is the center of the royal complex, and the palace of His Majesty the Emperor is on the west side of the church, and it is also a magnificent palace of stone, with lifelike reliefs on the walls and tall Romanesque columns.

Tonight's banquet was dedicated to the return of the Pope to Berlin, and all the important ministers of the court and the German lords and their families would be here, and it could be said that if a terrorist group got a car bomb at the gate of this palace, the entire elite of the German Empire would be wiped out.

I was taken care of as a special guest of His Holiness the Pope, even though I didn't have a proper dress for such a formal banquet.

In fact, the main reason is that I am afraid that I am too handsome, and I will be targeted by those energetic and eager noble ladies who are eager to be piled.

But it turned out that I was too worried, in a big city like the capital of the empire, I, a little knight from a remote territory, would not be noticed at all, just like the township cadres who entered BJ for the first time, ten out of ten fell into the crowd and were more powerful than themselves, and even a few nobles who seemed to have a high rank took me as a banquet attendant and ordered me to pour them some wine.

I wandered to the edge of the crowd, while walking around casually, while weighing what I could go home as a bragging capital, it is estimated that the Count of Arden will rarely have the opportunity to participate in such a high-level banquet, and when I see the old man and buddy in the future, the waist can be straightened a little.

His Majesty the Emperor may be pulling the tuba, and after so long, he didn't show up, and everyone could only continue to talk about some very vulgar jokes, but I was a little tired from wandering around, so I found a corner and sat down.

"Hey, who are you bringing the squire?"

A tall and slender man dressed as a man appeared in front of me with his waist crossed, I raised my head impatiently and looked at the other party's face, and immediately stood up, and shook off the long hair that was washed with church soap before the banquet.

"I'm not an acolyte, I'm a knight, from Upper Lorraine, a guest of His Holiness the Pope."

In view of the fact that this appearance is very attractive even now, I am really satisfied with the appearance of this little sister, but to be able to appear on this occasion shows that her status may be noble, and I must first put myself in a relatively high position, otherwise I will be despised by these female nobles.

"I'm just asking if you're an acolyte, not who you are and why you're talking so much nonsense." The little sister said very tuggingly.

Yo yo yo, the little temper is very stubborn, brother I like it!

I smiled cheaply, and my face was full of words like Come on! Come and meet my expression, but they don't even care about me, and they don't even leave a white eye, so they go to the side to look for the other attendants.

This is called the brother who likes the brother doesn't love, and the brother who likes ignores the brother.

This girl can't be the emperor's sister or something, right? Judging from her awesome style, if it weren't for her tough family background, this child would probably have been killed a long time ago.

I stroked my peach blossoms, and the deer in my heart fluttered and slammed into the wall!

After playing alone for so long, does the heroine seem to be finally about to appear?