(This chapter was supposed to be good for a long time, but the author thought of a new play, so he changed the plot and tossed it to the present.) Here I changed the surnames of three people, but this is completely a plot need, and there will be an explanation later, so don't care too much about the gentlemen here. ）

Speaking of Orthodox Christianity, it is also a sect with a bit of history.

In the old years, the Eastern Empire, the ten-year-old Acadia Majesty, ascended the throne in chaos. This extremely tyrannical emperor could not bear the status quo of the empire being torn apart by force. So, the young empress led her soldiers and attacked the rebels in the west.

It was a long and brutal war, in which countless heroes were killed and countless wealthy families were destroyed. But in the end, the brutal empress relied on her elite to win the war.

Twelve years, twelve great wars. Although in the end, the empire was unified, and to those courtiers in the marginal provinces, who took the opportunity to **, a bloody lesson of lessons. In that crazy era, millions of warriors spilled their blood on the battlefield. The once powerful empire has also become devastated in this never-ending war. However, the empress is always right, and the rebels of the Western Empire have all been executed. Who, then, bears this sinful karma? It's the Crucifixion, those bastards who plotted to split the Empire!

It's all the fault of those gods!

So, the empress, who had just pacified the country, once again launched a war against the Church.

The Royal Knights, who were all composed of the Knights of the Sun, formed the sharpest spears and pierced the opponent's defenses fiercely. Then, the heavily armored ironclad paladites marched in a neat array, following the footsteps of the Sunrise Knights. Fortunately or unfortunately, by this time, the most stubborn enemy line had been crushed. The Imperial Capital Garrison Legion, which is also powerful, but only has infantry, can only do some work to consolidate the battle line and maintain the results of the battle.

Under the leadership of the mad empress, the Knights Hospitaller and the Teutonic Knights were destroyed one after another. The Knights Templar were devastated, and the Grand Master of the Templars at the time, known as the strongest knight in the Empire, was killed by a white-haired maid beside the Empress. At this critical juncture of life and death, the pope at that time, with a suitcase, went to visit the empress alone.

The war ended without warning.

The Pope has since stepped down from the throne and changed his name to Pope. All members of the Knights Hospitaller and the Teutonic Order were declared heretics and their names removed. The Knights Templar, who were still struggling, were partly taken out of the Holy City by the Pope and to the Vatican. The remaining Templars scattered and disappeared into the vast river of history, never to be mentioned again.

Although the Pope did not know what to rely on to convince the mad empress. But the Empress would not stop her attacks on the Church, and because of her oath, she could not mobilize her army again. However, since the Church can raise up a puppet emperor, then she can naturally raise a new pope to oppose the Vatican lord.

It's a pity that the queen's plan has just begun. Arcadia, the pride of heaven, has been taken by the angel of death and has gone to heaven.

And this is the origin of the Orthodox Church

Sinloth crossed his arms as he silently recalled the history of the Orthodox Church, his gaze sweeping over the children in front of him, large and small. It was almost as expected, even with the baron's orders. But those people have always been suspicious. Perhaps, the ability to come here is also due to the prestige of Xinluos.

But it doesn't matter, that's enough.

With just a glance, Xinluo had already included all the attributes of these children in front of him. However, unlike adults, most of the adults have matured and have considerable experience, and it is difficult to change their characteristics. Children are different, they are like a blank sheet of paper, waiting for themselves, such spiritual teachers, to arbitrarily alter.

Elementary school students, it's awesome.

"It's only a few people, is it really okay?"

Unlike Sinlos's satisfaction, the priest was much more worried. Although I have been mentally prepared for a long time, the words of only a few people are really a little unacceptable.

"The longer the hatred simmers, the more mellow the revenge, right?"

The priest couldn't refute the baron, as he said, anyway, he had survived so many years, he had suffered everything, and he didn't care about all these years. It's not that the priest doesn't understand this, it's just

"I hope so."

Seeing that the priest had finally shut up, Sinlos turned his head, and the baron took out his pen and paper, and said to the nervous little boys, "Now, say your names one by one." If you have a surname, you should say it along with your surname. ”

Sinloth didn't

The baron waited with his head down, not looking at the group of children. Too much attention at the moment will only make them more nervous. After all, it would be too difficult for a child of their age to let them meet a nobleman without the company of an adult. There is indeed a Ganro in history, but there is only one Ganro in history. After a while, a child was finally pushed out.

"Wajiwaji Hemisfia."

This voice is a bit strange. Cynroth looked up at the green-haired child.

Boy no, girl is not right, Sinloth frowned, looking at this green-haired man who didn't know if it was a boy or a girl, a little speechless. This green-haired child looks very cute. But if it's a boy, it's too weak. If it's a girl, it's too heroic. His voice, too.

But what does it matter to me if he is a man or a woman?

Sinloth shrugged and continued, "Is there anyone else in the family?" ”

"No" seems to be a little used to it, and when he asked the second question, this weak child obviously spoke much more fluently: "Waji has always been with his father, and the last time he went with his lord to resist the Normans, Dad died"

Was it the child of someone who followed him at that time?

Xinluos's pen paused slightly, and then said, "That means, there are no other adults in the family?" ”

"Hmm."

"Well, then you can live in the castle from now on. When it's over, you go to Robert and ask her to arrange a room for you, yes, the big sister who likes to wear black dresses. Well, next. ”

"Valudo Vares"

"Is there anyone else at home, okay, you can go to Robert later. Well, next. ”

"Cornelia Guilford."

"Hunaizel Guilford."

"Lise Arzhent."

"Alex Dudley."

"Cecil Noiais."

"Sharon Kruger."

One by one, the children put their names in the newspapers, even though they had already seen their names in their attribute columns. But Sinloth still had to say that he felt as if he was writing a roster for the Royal Knights. Every bear child here has a surname. If you just look at the roster, you probably think that it is some kind of aristocratic organization.

However, there are exceptions.

"Lixia."

Xia Li, I met your sister.

It was the voice of a timid little girl, and Sinlos didn't have to look up to know the attributes of this child. After all, out of all the little ones, she is the only one who does not have a surname.

But speaking of which, it's really miserable. More than half of these children are orphans. I was thinking about what if their home was too far from Desmond Castle. Well, now, don't hesitate.

It would be nice to use Desmond Castle as a boarding school dormitory.

Sinlos sorted out the roster in his hand and made up his mind: "That's it, anyway, most of you here have no relatives and want to live in the castle." Well, let's stay with the others. Tell me your address, and I'll wait for someone to inform your family. ”

The children looked at each other, but eventually bowed their heads and acquiesced. What could they say, even they knew that Sinloth was the master of the land. Those who disobey his command will be hanged, and even after death, the soul will not be able to go to heaven. can only wander miserably in the world, waiting for the day of judgment to come.

Luckily, these children are born with very good traits. It's just that if you let them go like this, you'll only waste their talent. Thankfully, they met him.

"Starting today, you will be the first students of my Desmond Sunday School. And I, on the other hand, am your lord and your teacher. Of course, you can call me the principal. And the one next to me is your future theological teacher, and of course, he will also teach you the doctrine of the Orthodox Church. ”

They had only heard of the Church of the Cross, and that was something that had to be respected. But the Orthodox Church, what is that? Has the Crucifixion changed its name?

The children's faces were confused, but this was not what Cynroth had expected. It would be surprising if these country kids could know about the Orthodox Church with their base in Rus' far away.

"Come, children, and say hello to Father Durodus."

Although he was still worried, the priest tried his best to adjust his mood. After all, it was about the morality and future of the Orthodox Church, Durodus blinked, and smiled at the children in what he thought was the kindest.

He is more than two meters tall, carrying two two-handed swords behind his back, a knuckle tiger in his hand, a dagger in his thigh, and a small round shield on his left arm. The priest, whose face was crisscrossed with dozens of scars and wearing a full suit of chain mail, laughed like the devil's grin.

Several girls were scared and cried in an instant, and the other boys also looked scared.

"So I said, it's better for us Ross's kids. Originally, I thought that Britannia, which often endured wars, would be better, but I didn't expect that it would be the same virtue as those soft eggs in Byzantium. The priest, visibly dissatisfied with the children's expression, reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of his sword and tugged forward.

Laugh at.

Xinluo only felt a sword light flash, and the two-handed big sword had steadily sunk into the floor in front of the children, and the violent lion roar sounded in front of the children: "Don't cry!" Even if you die in battle, you are not allowed to cry! The descendants of General Winter, there are no bad seeds! ”

With a click, Lixia rolled her eyes and fainted.

"It seems that I must remind you, Mr. Priest, that this is Aijun, not your Kiev. Also, you pay me for the floor. ”