(I haven't asked for everyone's support for a long time, so let's support me~)

Xiao Yan, who came out of the interrogation room, looked calm, and there was nothing angry or irritated. Frankly, Fryman's parents died in a conspiracy, and that wasn't really that important to him. As a non-direct party, Xiao Yan has more of a strange and alienating feeling about the painful death of "his own" parents. In such a feeling, it is impossible for him to pretend to be so excited and painful. Although this disguise is not difficult for him, he does not want to be moved and suffer for others.

Little Fryman is Little Fryman, Xiao Yan is Xiao Yan, Little Fryman bears the past, and Xiao Yan is responsible for the future.

It was Xiao Yan's calm look that made Quist beside him feel a creepy feeling. The Knights of the Holy Crown are also human beings, and they also have human feelings, and they are not much different from others in other respects, except that they cannot be disputed in their treatment of the Lord.

However, Xiao Yan is different, this brown-haired boy is too calm in Quister's eyes, and this calmness is closer to coldness. In the face of enemies, little Fryman can show taunts, sneers, and other feelings, although he is not angry, at least he can make people feel that he is a living being. But when the interrogation was over and everything had calmed down, little Fryman calmed down very quickly in Quist's eyes. Almost one second, the face was still hideous, and the next second it had become unwavering. It has to be said that such a transformation reminds Quist of an existence.

Angel.

Quister didn't know that the angel on this shijie was actually a mecha, and as far as he knew, angels had life. Equally. He also knows it very well. As the Lord's creatures, this is the expression of the angels. Only in the face of the enemy will there be all kinds of anger, ridicule, and when the enemy disappears, the angel will return to normal.

"It's murder, but my parents are at the mercy of the Lord, and Lord Quister cares too much about these things. Instead, your eyes will be blinded.

Xiao Yan glanced at the expression of Quist beside him, and guessed that his performance was a little too maverick now, so he whispered, "Don't be too sad about what you have lost, what we have to do is to cherish what we have now because of the loss of the past." Lord Quist, the existence of the Knights of the Holy Crown is not to be free from the mire of the present and the past, but to stand in front of them at all times to protect the Lord's people. ”

Quister nodded repeatedly, drew a cross on his chest and said, "Amen." Praise, my Lord has made these things known to me. My Lord has made your coming, let me know this. Hear your voice, let me no longer be confused, thank you, praise my Lord! ”

Xiao Yan smiled slightly, saw Bishop Gogel standing not far away, and nodded slightly quietly, indicating that everything had been resolved.

Bishop Goger didn't seem to expect a teenager to solve such a difficult problem in such a short period of time, and he even thought that the boy's expression was actually just an illusion. However, Quist, who was beside the boy, also nodded slightly, proving that the boy's expression was not fake. The cardinal couldn't help but sigh in a low voice of admiration, and waited for the boy to go a little farther before he asked in a low voice: "How did he do it?" ”

"I thought I saw the Inquisition," Quist's expression twitched, and he replied in a low voice, "but then I believe that the Inquisitors would not have behaved better in the presence of Mr. Fryman." ”

Bishop Goger frowned slightly and whispered, "Even if he goes to the Holy See, will the Inquisition open the door to welcome him?" ”

Quist's body shook slightly, and he responded: "If Mr. Fleiman is in the Inquisition, I believe that there will not be any apostasy in a hundred years." ”

Xiao Yan didn't know what the two Speiyer bigwigs behind him thought of him, and he didn't care about that. The troubles that should be dealt with have been dealt with, the news that should have been known has been known, and the thing now is to separate some distance from these two big shots. The proximity of secular lords and clergy representing the Lord is a matter that both secular and papacy are wary of. Especially now, when the strength of the Rose Collar can only be described as fragile, the less unnecessary trouble the better.

At the front of the corridor, a Gothic knight seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and after seeing Xiao Yan dressed as a priest come out, he asked in a low voice, "Is it Lord Fleman?" ”

Xiao Yan nodded slightly.

The Gothic knight whispered, "Please come with me, Her Royal Highness the Princess is waiting." ”

Xiao Yan nodded again, the corners of his mouth in the hood curled up a little.

The clergyman's robe was changed again at a fork in the road a few paces later, and a court attendant was standing there in a luxurious fur coat, and the Gothic knight who had led the way before him said cautiously: "Lord Fleman, the princess thinks it is better for you to appear to the nobles in a secular posture than as a member of the Holy See. ”

Xiao Yan looked at the luxurious, carefully sewn fur and the linen shirt embellished with silk inside, and smiled. The princess was more attentive than he expected, and once she calmed down, her ability to judge things improved greatly.

The new journey is a process of constant xiangshang, and if the trial of Paktu was a journey slowly into the abyss, then this trip feels like stepping into the clouds. The more and more opulent decorations around it testify to this, more Gothic knights, more court chamberlains standing quietly in the passage, they looking very nervous. In addition to this, several court countesses with handkerchiefs in their hands quietly peeked out from behind their respective doors to see who had caused Emperor Bixia to suddenly give the order that "those who make the noise must die".

Walking past those numb knights, the gothic knight who led Xiao Yan forward pushed open the heavy walnut door and gestured slightly to Xiao Yan.

In this huge room, a pale-looking young male sat in the middle of the chair, and Her Royal Highness, who had been dressed in full clothes, was as quiet as a sheep, leaning on the male chair, sitting on a rich carpet, and the long tassels and precious silk made her look a kind of beauty that would make her arrest.

Her hair was neatly combed behind her head, and a lock of curly brown hair swayed helplessly in front of her forehead, making Lelia look even more poignant. The black collar, which was not visible in the dress, wrapped around the princess's neck, indicated to those around her that she was a widow whose husband had just died a year ago, and that the collar would not be removed until her next engagement. Also because of this collar, Relia looks completely different from the Relia in the warehouse just now.

However, this mournful appearance did not touch Xiao Yan much, although the surviving series is not much, but it will not lack any attraction compared to the current Lelia.

"You want to see me?"

Xiao Yan saluted the princess, not to the emperor Bixia beside the princess. He knew this very well, summoning in the name of the princess meant that Otto III was unwilling to let those big nobles have too many topics, so at this time, the best way was to pretend to turn a blind eye to Otto III.

This action made Otto III, who was sitting in the luxurious chair, slightly moved, and the young man in front of him was so unfazed, and so quickly found the point of the matter, such a person was enough to impress everyone.

The princess had wanted to see little Fleman make a fool of himself, how frightened the emperor would be, and perhaps take revenge for the humiliation she had just suffered in the warehouse. But once little Fleman didn't care about the existence of the emperor at all, and walked directly towards him, the demure and gentle posture that Lelia had been maintaining disappeared in the blink of an eye. Like a cat with its tail stepped on, she suddenly jumped up from the spot, dodged behind the emperor's seat, and shouted, "Stand there!" Just stand there, don't come, don't come! ”

Xiao Yan saluted again, stood there quietly, calmly looking at the princess and the emperor, his eyes were neither humble nor arrogant, indescribably pure.

For such a look, the princess couldn't bear it, she turned her head slightly sideways, and looked around, but she didn't dare to look at Xiao Yan's eyes. Otto III, who was sitting in the front, became interested in the young man in front of him, he looked at the brown-haired young man and asked, "Paktu has passed the interrogation?" ”

"No, there isn't."

Xiao Yan replied: "He is the enemy of the Lord, he was, is, and will be. ”

Otto III was not uncommon to see how nobles framed their opponents, but how the young man in front of him made a knight like Paktu, who was devout to the Lord, become an enemy of the Lord, made Otto III very curious.

Yes, curious.

The death of his own Gothic knight did not make this big man who once supported two popes on the church hill feel sad, and the struggle for political power reached the level of the emperor, and the life and death of a viscount no longer mattered.

Relatively speaking, the emperor is more interested in what changes this young man will bring to this political game.

Before asking about Flemann's means, Otto III was equally obsessed with another matter, looking at the boy and asking, "You said that I would die soon." You've said something similar to the Knights of the Holy Crown, and Weishenme would be so sure? ”

"No one lives forever, Bixia."

Xiao Yan looked at the young man opposite and replied, "All people will be called by the Lord, and the more pious they are, the more they will be loved by the Lord. ”

Otto III smiled and said, "I remember you said that those who are disrespectful to the Lord will not last long. ”

Xiao Yan nodded and said, "Of course, but did I say you?" bixia？ ”

Otto III choked on Xiao Yan's deceitful behavior in front of him, and after a while, he said, "Well, next question, what do you know from Paktu?" Or rather, how do you know all this? (To be continued......)