In addition to being an official seal, Archbishop Philip's Ring is a high-level magical item in its own right.

After Roland's identification, he found that wearing this seal ring can give him an additional +1 for level 1-4 magic slots, and in addition, the seal ring also has a constant "see through invisibility" and "magic alarm".

It is conceivable that Archbishop Philip attaches great importance to this ring that symbolizes his power, and specially contaminates two spells dedicated to preventing thieves, but unfortunately this ring still changed owners after all.

Roland took the bishop's ring from Krautz, and before that, Krautz had issued many decrees under the banner of Philip, such as asking Colonel Camp to hand over the vigilante to his confidant Erwin, and then ordered the vigilante in the name of Philip to assist the Knights in suppressing the people who protested against his tyrannical rule, and hunting down the so-called "traitors" and "traitors", which made Philip bear a lot of black pots and seriously damaged the image of His Excellency the archbishop in the eyes of the public.

So to make the truth public, and to return Archbishop Philip to his innocence?

No, Roland is going to do the opposite.

The Grenadier Guards had just searched the attic of the Temple, which had been Philip's private office and had been occupied by Cleuc's nest, copies of which were still in Philip's name.

The guards had already put these important documents in order and sent them to Roland, who, after a cursory flip through them, took out the High Correspondence Stone and got in touch with Paul Pullett, the editor of the evening newspaper.

"Good evening, Paul, I have a batch of papers that you may be interested in."

"Hey, Your Royal Highness, is the city going to be lively right now?" Paul hiccups drunkenly, apparently drunk.

Roland looked out into the streets, and in the middle of the night, when every house was lit up, people were excitedly pouring into the streets, chasing the Koras cavalry into the city and running and cheering, and the flow of people spread like a tide along the streets, passing houses along the way, whether they recognized the owner or not, they would beat the doors and windows excitedly, and they could not wait to tell each other the big news that "General Rudolph had returned to the Fort of Atonement", and those who learned the good news would also become ecstatic and take to the streets to join the celebratory procession.

The crowds flooded the streets, as if a supreme will whispered in the ears of the people, urging the growing procession to march toward the neighborhood where the temple was located.

"Rudolph! Rudolph! Great Rudolph! ”

"We thank Rudolph! We love Rudolph! ”

I don't know who shouted the slogan first, and the slogan, which represented the voice of the people, soon spread through the streets, and gathered into a loud and unanimous voice, which almost broke down the walls of the temple.

Roland looked at the pomp and circumstance on the streets, listened to the cries of the crowd, and with a lot of emotion in his heart, he replied to Paul Plitter after a long silence:

"The Atonement has never been so lively as tonight, aren't you coming?"

"Come right away, when I'm done with this drink...... Oh yes, my Royal Highness, what did you just say that you found a batch of secret documents? I seem to smell the smell of big news, can I break the news? ”

"Of course, that's what I'm looking for you, and from the papers in my possession, I can conclude that Philip wasn't unaware of the mad things that Krautz was doing in the city."

"Aha? But I heard that Archbishop Philip had been killed by Krautz. Paul spoke with confusion.

"I'm not sure what the rumor-mongers are up to, but I'm sure Philip is alive and every decree Krautz enforces in the city has Philip himself in it." Roland is telling the truth, at least the part of what he says is the truth, which is called "selective disclosure of the truth".

"This is indeed big news, and if it were made public, readers would suspect that all this was a pre-planned conspiracy by Philip, who himself was dressed as generous and friendly, and the bloody Krautz was a tool he used to purge dissidents, attract hatred for him, and bear infamy!" Mr. Editor-in-Chief was excited by his rich imagination.

Roland smiled knowingly: "I didn't say what conspiracy there is, maybe Philip has a hard time, who knows." ”

"But we're only responsible for reporting the truth, and we don't have the power to stop readers from thinking in the direction of conspiracy theories."

"That's what you can't do, Paul, and it's the reader's freedom." Roland shrugged.

"Haha~ That's right, Your Royal Highness, you really brought me big news, damn it, I have to find a carriage to enter the city as soon as possible!"

"I'm in touch again, and it's a pleasure to work together."

Roland ended the call with Mr. Editor-in-Chief and looked back at the street. On this night of a change of dynasty, the city was destined to be unable to sleep. Roland made a cursory visual inspection, and the four streets that surrounded the temple alone were filled with almost a hundred thousand people, uttering the same cheers at the same beat:

"Rudolph! Rudolph! Great Rudolph! ”

"We thank Rudolph! We love Rudolph!

……

The cheers were like a tsunami, and Roland couldn't help but feel the emotion of "the times create heroes" in his ears.

The familiar roar of the motor in the air prompted him to come back from his contemplation and look up at the night sky, where the "Dawn" was like a big silver fish, leisurely skimming the dark sea, and the starlight was like a fishing fire in a dream.

The airship slowly landed in the temple square, the gangway fell, and a thin and tall figure appeared in front of the hatch. General Rudolf Kolas, who had returned to the Fort of Atonement, stood with his hands in his hands, calmly examining the land beneath his feet that had surrendered to him, and exuding a heart-wrenching momentum in silence. Roland saw it in his eyes and thought that maybe this was the legendary "King's Wind".

Roland strode towards the airship, towards the familiar and unfamiliar figure. As if he had a heart in his heart, Rudolph also saw his son's figure at the same time, his eyes passed through the smoke of gunpowder in the air, and swept over the bloody battlefields everywhere, father and son looked at each other and smiled, everything was silent.

Rudolph stepped down the gangway, stretched out his arms and hugged his son vigorously, tears glistening in his eyes.

Perhaps because of his status as a time-traveler, Roland still retains a sense of alienation from the world, and he seems more indifferent than his father at this monumental moment.

"Do you hear the voice of the people? They are eager to celebrate with you this day that is destined to go down in history. Roland patted his father on the shoulder and reminded him with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the balcony and meet the demands of the people." ”

Rudolph nodded, and accompanied by his son, ascended to the second floor of the temple in the open air, waving to the crowd gathered in the streets.

Cheers poured in from all directions, like a tsunami in the mountains, and people looked up with all their might, every face full of excitement, and countless eyes of reverence focused on the terrace.

General Rudolf Kolas had never been nervous when he led thousands of troops and horses, but at this moment he looked helpless on the stage of admiration of the people, and asked his son beside him in a low voice: "Should I speak to the people at such a time?" ”

Roland smiled and said, "Of course, this is the best time to make a speech. ”

"All right......," said Mr. Rudolph, rubbing his hands, "what shall I say?" ”

"Just improvise, whatever you want." Roland's face was relaxed.

"Nonsense! More than 100,000 people are looking at it, how can they talk about it?! Rudolph glared at his son and shook the pot in the name of his father, "You have a good brain, hurry up and help me get started!" ”

Roland shrugged helplessly, and said to his father with the devil's natural ability "telepathy": "I say a word, you follow a word, the voice should be loud, and the expression should be solemn." ”

"Okay, I know, let's get started!" Rudolph also disliked his son's guidance.

After a little thought, Roland typed the manuscript and acted as his father's "human teleprompter" through telepathy.

Mr. Rudolph was also quick to get into the groove, and at the prompting of his son, he made a solemn and passionate proclamation to the people of the city:

"Fellow citizens! For hundreds of years, we, the people of the Far East, have been charged with heresy and brutally exploited by those in power in the Empire, and now this period of suffering has finally come to an end! Under the guidance of the goddess of fate, we rise up against the tyranny of the Empire and the oppression of the Holy See, and vow to break all the chains imposed on us! ”

"Fellow citizens! I hereby solemnly declare that the people of the Far East have now stood up! ”