Dressed in a dark red hooded cloak and riding a black horse, from a distance, it looks like a group of harmless "Little Red Riding Hoods". Just when Han Xing was thinking about it, he found that the first person had already uncovered his hood, where was the "Little Red Riding Hood"? But he is a middle-aged man with black hair, a big black beard, a high nose bridge, and deep eye sockets.

Unlike Han Xing, who sat on the throne with a bewildered (bī) look, the nobles below looked frightened and silent when they saw them, and the nobles avoided them in a panic, covering their faces with tablecloths or sleeves in a panic, trembling, and not even daring to look at this group of uninvited guests.

"What do you have to do? Since we're here, we're friends, why don't we have a drink together? After all, Han Xing was the master of this banquet and the highest-ranking lord, so he picked up a silver wine glass with a pattern engraved on the surface, and held half a glass of dark red wine with a fragrant and fruity aroma, and while shaking (dàng), he stepped down from his throne, closed his eyes and handed the wine glass to the leader of the people.

Unexpectedly, the red-robed bearded man snorted coldly, slapped the wine glass away from Han Xing's hand, and the silver wine glass fell to the ground, and the best liquor was sprinkled on the lush grass, and in an instant, it was like the "falling red of nothing" and turned into flower protection (chūn) mud.

"This is a good wine from Bordeaux, so why waste it!" Han Xing retracted his hand in embarrassment, sighed, licked the remaining liquor from his fingertips, and said with a look of regret.

The nobles in the audience were stunned, of course, not because of the bad problem of Han Xing's fingers, but because this guy toasted and didn't eat and drink, and he dared to treat a prospective duke so decisively. You must know that the duke rank already has the qualifications to be elected emperor, which means that as long as Han Xing's duke (shēn) is recognized, he may be elected as the Holy Roman Emperor in the future. Even if the whole hope is very slim!

"Don't be stupid, aren't you the Oriental, Hanchel Segaard?" The black-bearded bearded man roared.

"It's like a fake!" Han Xing flicked the silver-white blue-rimmed cloak behind (shēn) and walked back to his throne on the stairs, then spread out his hands and smiled slightly.

"Very well, Oriental, come with us!" The red-robed bearded man said to Han Xing commandingly, and with a wave of his hand, he planned to let people come up and arrest people. And the guards led by Roy, Ernst, and Baron Bird after Han Xing (shēn) were of course not happy, and dozens of sharp swords were unsheathed at the same time.

"You want me to go with you, don't you need to give a reasonable explanation? Who are you, and why should I go with you? Han Xingchao waved his hand to the guards behind him, signaled to put away his weapons, and then leaned lazily on the throne, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked with a relaxed expression.

"The Archbishop of Münster has declared you a heretic, us? We are the Inquisitors! After all, the red-robed bearded side was weak, and he seemed to be afraid of Han Xing's knights, so he also waved his hand, signaled the people behind (shēn) to stop, and then sneered.

"You're not qualified to do that! Lord Count is a high-ranking nobleman, a vassal of Lord Duke Hesse, and if you want to arrest him, you must get the approval of Lord Duke! Baron Bird's hand disappeared and pressed against the handle of his sword, and he stood in front of the red-robed bearded man.

"Can't do that? Can't we do that? We are Inquisitors! The Duke of Hesse has died of illness, and the Archbishop of Münster himself pronounced him a heretic, how? Do you want to draw your sword against me? You'd better think about what will happen to you if you resist the Inquisitor by force! You'd better get acquainted with each other, don't misunderstand your future for the sake of this Oriental! Otherwise, there will be a place for you on the stake! The red-robed bearded man was not afraid of the heavily armed Baron Bird, but approached step by step, threatening in his mouth.

Baron Bird was obviously under a lot of psychological pressure, his head was covered in cold sweat, and even though the man in front of him had no pure iron, he still couldn't help but retreat again and again.

"The Archbishop of Münster has pronounced Hanchel Segaard a heretic, and the Inquisition, on the orders of the Archbishop of Münster, is to arrest him and interrogate him severely! Anyone who dares to obstruct the Inquisition in the execution of its official duties will be regarded as harboring heretical sinners! The red-robed bearded man rudely pushed Baron Bird away, hooked his fingers towards the "Little Red Riding Hoods" behind (shēn), and walked straight towards Han Xing on the throne.

However, Han Xing was confused, (shēn) was a Celestial Empire, he had never heard of the "Inquisitor of Heresy", let alone what the "Inquisition of Heresy" was, just when he was puzzled, Louis XVI gave the answer:

The Inquisition and Inquisitors of the Dark Middle Ages were the most notorious thugs of the Catholic Church, and they were sent by the Church to hunt witches, execute wizards, and purge heretics of heretics.

Its original intention is good, because there are many witches and cultists, who will carry out some crazy and intolerable evil sacrifices and rituals, such as human sacrifice, blood magic, etc., these ghost things are not spiritual, but the damage caused to society is irreversible. After being fooled, many foolish people willingly (qíng) "sacrifice themselves" and sacrifice their children.

But in practice, there is a deviation, and as a violent institution of the Catholic Church, their authority is too staggering. Their original intentions were gradually distorted, and eventually they became tools for the bishops and nobles to exclude dissent, persecute new ideas, and pour out against each other, and their excessive and unbridled power made them soar and begin to use the power in their hands, arrogant (yín) and indulgent, persecuting the good, and doing what is good (yù) for the sake of the so. (For example, during the Renaissance, many scientists, philosophers, and chemists who represented new ideas fell into the hands of these Inquisitions.)

In the shadow of the tree of human fame, the Inquisitors have rapidly degenerated and risen up in the past hundred years, and they willingly (qíng) have served as thugs for nobles and clergy, and have gradually become like hired killers. This is also the reason why Baron Bird is so frightened that he retreats step by step, in the Middle Ages, the name of the Inquisitor was sometimes more powerful than that of the "old witch", and it definitely had the miraculous effect of stopping the crying of children.

"Wait, if a high-ranking nobleman is to be defined as a heretic, doesn't the Archbishop of Münster need to hold a fair, just, open, and transparent trial assembly?" Han Xing stopped the movement of the visitor, and then asked loudly.

Even in the Western Middle Ages, the word heresy was insulated from the high-ranking aristocracy, at most it was just dealing with merchants and commoners, not to mention, the Holy Roman Empire was not very good at dealing with the Holy See, and it was not nice to say, "You are the Inquisition, yes!" But this is my territory, I want your life, you can't run, I really can't, send a knight to pretend to be a robber, and come to rob and kill people halfway, the church counts you as a missing person at most! ”

Therefore, if you want to take away a high-ranking nobleman on the spot, the difficulty can be imagined, after all, Europe is not the Celestial Empire, and a few eunuchs called "angels" (messengers carrying the will of the Son of Heaven) can "take the head of a general in a million army". Europe is a place where the iron law of "the lord of my lord is not my lord" prevails, let alone the Pope, and they do not buy the emperor's account!

Therefore, generally speaking, the Inquisitor does not dare to provoke the great nobles, and if he makes trouble with a (shēn) head and moves his head, he can only consider himself unlucky when he is done!

"The Archbishop of Münster has convened an authoritative trial assembly, and after the unanimous agreement of the Archbishop of Münster and all the bishops, you have been condemned as a heretic, are you still not convinced?" The red-robed beard said menacingly.

"Nima, this is too arrogant! I, the defendant, was not notified to attend, and I was not represented by a lawyer, and then I was already convicted? What kind of dog (pì) judgment meeting are you, I think it's almost the same as a criticism meeting! It was the Archbishop of Münster, and I dare say that the conference lasted no more than five minutes! Han Xing, who was born in a modern society governed by the rule of law, was suddenly stunned by the wave of divine (cāo) actions of the Archbishop of Münster.

"Now you're convinced? Come with us! Saying that, they planned to capture Han Xing, but they found a sword light flashing, the two red-robed judges took two steps back, and a silver-armored knight with gray temples walked out from behind Han Xing's throne like a trick, "呲~啷", and withdrew the unsheathed Xueliang sword blade into the sheath.

"Who are you? How dare you hurt the Inquisition? The red-robed bearded man pointed angrily at the middle-aged silver-armored knight.

"Haha~ Who said Barristan hurt them? You don't take a closer look either! But I heard Ashara Dane's laughter like a silver bell, and her strange purple eyes, full of playful sadism. It was the love of Barristan and Ashara, two gentlemen (ài) beauties.

The two Inquisitors were surprised to touch their cuffs that had been cut by the blade, but they found that there was no wound on their arms except for the tears in their clothes.

At this time, the red-robed bearded man also realized that Barristan was a ruthless man, and his swordsmanship was so brilliant that he was able to grasp the power to such a subtle degree.

"May I ask you, Mr. Inquisitor, what evidence does the Archbishop of Münster have to determine that I am a heretic? Were there any nobles present at the judgment meeting? Barristan's appearance gave Han Xing the initiative again, so he retorted.

"Absolutely. Baron Albrecht attended the Inquisition and testified to you as a face-changing heretic, along with a dozen knights! The evidence is conclusive, you have nothing to say! "The red-robed bearded man tried to occupy the moral high ground. to make up for the high psychological disadvantage caused by the gradual (bī) ouster of Barristan from the platform.

"Damn, damn Baron Albrecht, it seems that I was still too kind to him, if I knew that I would give him an old king to see melons!" Han Xing said indignantly in his heart.

"This is a fabrication, a false accusation, everyone knows that Count Sāo is at odds with me because of a territorial dispute, and the testimony provided by his men is not credible at all!" Han Xingqi (shēn), righteous and awe-inspiring.

"I am a devout Catholic, and although I am an Oriental, when I became a knight, I was baptized in the church of the town of Wetzlar, and officially renounced the pagan faith and converted to Christ my Lord! If you go and ask Father Eugen at the church of Wetzlar, you can confirm this! Han Xing took out the simple cross around his neck that had been given by Father Eugen's array, and said with a reverent expression while rubbing it in his hand.

"In that case, Lord Earl, you must pray often, right? Then please read the prayer again and listen to it for me. The red-robed bearded man said with a smile.

If you are a devout believer, you must know how to pronounce prayers, but the question is: most of the medieval aristocrats were illiterate, and even if they were literate, who would be bored to memorize prayers? The ancient emperors were known as "one heart to the Buddha", but they really wanted to memorize it, and even the "Heart Sutra" (full name "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", translated by Master Xuanzang, a total of 260 words, known as the "shortest Buddhist Sutra") can not be memorized!

Now Han Xing is stunned (bī), he is just talking big words, but now he has a sense of being memorized by the teacher when he was in school.

"This, that, I have to think about ······" Han Xing said hesitantly.

"It's okay, you'll have plenty of time to think about it on the way to Münster with us!" The red-robed bearded man smirked and waved the ropeway.

"Wait, I figured it out!" Han Xing suddenly smiled lightly.