The soldiers who opened the sliding door showed disgust in their brows when they saw Anatoly's calm expression and ridiculous tone, and then they closed the sliding door again and continued to wait outside the door to prevent the Russian prince from escaping or being killed, which would be unfavorable to them in either way.

In the Pope's Palace, Xiao Feng took in the scene on the school field through holographic projection, and at this time, the amplification technique of the Pope's Palace also stopped working, because the cross-border gate on the school field had stabilized, and there was no vision of Sword Pavilion City.

"It's finally begun!"

This made Xiao Feng breathe a sigh of relief, after the cross-border door was opened, the next thing would be much easier, and the resources provided by the other world could make the strength of the Dawn Church develop faster, and face the army from the United States more calmly, which also means that the Dawn Church has the strength to fight in both directions, and it can be at war with the United States at the same time and also conquer Tsarist Russia.

Tsarist Russia is a vast land, and the materials it contains are very rich, this rich material makes Xiao Feng very greedy, and the materials of the United States also make Xiao Feng greedy, after unifying the two worlds, he believes that this is enough to stabilize his divine power level within the medium divine power.

Xiao Feng thought for a moment, he wanted to lay out Tsarist Russia at the same time as the opening of the Far Star Battlefield, from the current form of the Republic, the biggest threat is not the United States on the European battlefield, but the Tsarist Empire above the head of the Republic, the Tsarist Russian Army's armaments, weapons, scientific research and technology are stronger than the Republic, and the legacy of the generations has benefited them a lot.

"Someone."

Xiao Feng's voice echoed in the empty hall.

Soon a Templar pushed open the door of the temple and walked in from the outside, respectfully waiting in front of Xiao Feng for instructions.

"Report the general situation of the prince of Tsarist Russia."

Xiao Feng asked.

"Under the crown of the emperor, under the supervision of the knights, the prince of Tsarist Russia has no chance to escape, even if the competitors he faces cannot break through the protective circle of the knights, the life safety of the prince of Tsarist Russia at this time has been absolutely guaranteed." The Templar recounted all the information that had been reported below.

"Now you take my edict and ask the knight to send him back to Tsarist Russia, and you must see him leave the borders of the republic with your own eyes." Xiao Feng sent a written oracle into the hands of the Templar Knights with his will.

In the face of the decision made by His Majesty the Pope, this is something that a Templar cannot change, but this cannot avoid his surprise, it is only good for the Republic to be able to put the Tsarist prince under house arrest, after all, the hostages are in their own hands, and even if the Tsarist Russia in the neighboring countries of the Republic has any careful thoughts, they will worry about the Tsarist Russian prince in the republic. The behavior of the crown at this time will inevitably show signs of a faint move.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The Templar knew that he could not change Pope Xiao Feng's will, and he wisely chose to obey. He respectfully put the oracle into his bosom, and then withdrew.

……

Anatoly wandered around the Sword Pavilion City under the supervision of a group of knights, he waited a little impatiently, according to his hunch, the mysterious Pope should have let himself go at this time, but after such a long time, there was no movement at all.

This made it inevitable that Anatoly began to doubt the accuracy of his abilities, and there were several incidents where prophecies failed.

"Has my prophecy failed again?"

Anatoly was far less calm than he seemed on the outside, and he watched the knights around him be strict with him to the point that it could be said that he was impenetrable "protection", which made him more suspicious, and from a normal point of view, the Church of Dawn really had no reason to release itself.

His identity is the prince of Tsarist Russia, for Tsarist Russia, this is a powerful little ghost card, Tsarist Russia has been coveted for a long time to move troops to face the danger of tearing the cards of the Dawn Church, the living Tsarist prince is like a tight spell for the Tsarist Empire, which will make it controlled everywhere.

The knights looked at the darkening sky, and then said to Anatoly: "Alright, Your Highness, your time is up, it's time to go back!" ”

Hearing the knight's voice, Anatoly was a little annoyed, and he sank the irritability in his heart, "Wait a minute, I haven't seen enough, I think this is the last time I'll see this bustling city." ”

Anatoly's words aroused the disgust of the knights around him, and his language already meant to start a war after returning to Tsarist Russia, and he was also proclaiming that he was about to leave the Republic and return to his own country.

"I'm afraid you won't have a chance to leave."

One of the knights, who really didn't like Anatoly's arrogant language, replied,

At this moment, a group of people from a distance was walking towards this side, led by the most powerful archbishop in the Holy See, Shangguan Hongzhuang.

Seeing Shangguan Hongzhuang, the knights immediately thought of something, what could they do to make a high-ranking archbishop come? There is only the prince of Tsarist Russia who is guarding him.

Could it be that what this Tsarist prince said was true?

Shangguan Hongzhuang quickly led the team to Anatoly, and under his signal, the residents who were about to watch were dispersed, and finally the whole street was left with this group of people, and the hustle and bustle just now disappeared and turned into desertion.

"Honorable Tsarist Russian prince, my street pope's edict will escort you home."

Hearing the words of Archbishop Shangguan Hongzhuang, the knight guarding Anatoly was immediately reluctant and hurriedly stepped forward to question.

"Your Excellency, this can't be, right!?"

Shangguan Hongzhuang was not angry because of the doubts of these knights, he calmly took out an oracle with golden patterns from his arms, and unfolded it in front of everyone, only to see a little golden light flowing between the fonts written on this silk brocade, which was the breath of divine power.

From this it is possible to distinguish the authenticity of this oracle.

After seeing the edict, no one questioned and stopped it.

"Goodbye, everybody."

Anatoly sneered and waved goodbye to these knights, and the knights were the opposite, they gritted their teeth, can you tolerate the taunting and ridicule of a prisoner who guards the market? The answer is obvious.

……

The republic and the border with Tsarist Russia.

At the other end of the Tsarist border, there were Russian soldiers, and four or five high-ranking officers were also waiting for the return of the Russian prince.

"Let's go."

At the signal of Shangguan Hongzhuang, the two knights who had suppressed Anatoly let go of their hands, and Anatoly, who had been freed, immediately crossed the border and returned to the circle of Tsarist Russian officers.

Shangguan Hongzhuang was about to turn around and leave, when he saw a head sticking out of the crowd.

"Don't worry, I'll give you a big gift!"

Anatoly laughed, but his eyes were full of cruelty. (To be continued.) )