On the way to the Speyer Monastery alone, Xiao Yan had been thinking about a very important question.

How exactly is he going to face the natives who survive in the trial shijie. His promise is not just a joke, using the other party as a tool that can be used. Or you should seriously fulfill your promises, even if you are too deep into the drama to leave this trial.

Sapova is in the trial shijie, and Xiao Yan still owes her a love. If you use those dwarves as tools here, let yourself return to the Rose Collar safely. And then no longer care about the life and death of these dwarves, so can it also be said that Sapova is actually just his tool? Anyway, he may not be able to go back in the future, and the wasteland trial Shijie may have been reset, so Xiao Yan can no longer feel guilty now?

If you still remember Sapova and remember your promise, Weishenme can't treat this dwarf of the trial Shijie equally?

Just because I'm an awakened one, I already subconsciously see myself as a god? Or do you just see these natives as symbols one after another, a cold stepping stone to your own growth, which can be completely ignored, as long as you are strong?

Xiao Yan didn't get the answer he wanted, how to look at the life of the trial Shijie, there was no inevitable answer to this kind of thing. Each trialist, each awakened person will have their own choices and decisions, and the Shijie Tree does not interfere with these choices and decisions.

The wind blowing from time to time in the mountains made Xiao Yan feel very cold, this was no longer Tosto, Xiao Yan already knew that using each magic circle would consume quite a lot of gene points, and the previous explosion of the magic circle and the divine array in Tosto had probably exhausted the original gene points in little Fryman's body. Now it is Xiao Yan's gene points that are consumed. And he doesn't yet know what quests he can get for the extra gene points. Therefore, the current Xiao Yan has to be like a miser. Carefully jihua himself with the release of each circle. Because of this. He could no longer activate the circle to keep his body from the cold wind.

The thin linen coat made a "rustling" sound in the mountain wind, and Xiao Yan could even feel that his clothes had become stiff in such a cold wind.

Compared to those dwarves who could make fires in sheltered valleys for warmth and use hot objects, Xiao Yan's current situation was much worse. In order to maintain his image of "asceticism", he did not wear any fur fur, from the inside out, a linen underwear, a linen jacket. Zuihou is a hooded linen canopy, that's all he has.

If it weren't for the physique of a level 5 knight, his resistance to the cold had been greatly increased, and Xiao Yan's current equipment could make his body stiff for half an hour in the snow of the Black Forest, and then die on the road.

And now, he had walked for a full five hours, and he let out a long breath as he looked at the grand gray castle on the cliff in the distance.

Originally a resort for the Germanic aristocracy, the Abbey of Speyer was transformed into a monastery at the same time. It is also the building of a grand castle. The Saxon aristocracy was the biggest patron of the monastery, and quite a few Saxon nobles came here every summer. Ignoring the ban and dignity of the Holy See, one dance after another was held all night. A great deal of political marriage was done here, and many more political exchanges were also made. It is strange that both the Holy See and the popes of the past have turned a blind eye to such things and have never forcibly demanded the termination of these activities.

In addition to this, there is a cardinal equivalent to a cardinal archbishop in this monastery, the only one in the Holy See who has a permanent presence in a monastery in other countries. The clergy was defended by a squad of the Knights of the Holy Crown, who were of a higher rank than the Knights of Punishment.

The castle was also defended by at least two clergy regiments and a squadron of knights of punishment. It is not only the Holy See that has invested important forces here, but now the Roman Emperor has also invested 4 brigades of swordsmen and 2 brigades of knights here.

It is hard to imagine that such a city, located in the heart of the empire and at the same time deep in the inaccessible Black Forest, is not a transportation fortress, and Weishenme would be taken equally seriously by the empire and the Holy See.

However, being able to be valued by the Holy See is not a bad thing for Xiao Yan, and he can convey a definite message to those nobles through the silent support of the Holy See here. And not through those rumors that the nobility of the Holy Roman Empire would be suspicious.

Of course, Xiao Yan also hopes to express a message to the Holy See through the action of buying food, little Flemann will not be out of the sight of the Holy See, and he will appear very reverently in every important place of the Holy See. This will give the Holy See a sense that little Fryman is a lord who can be controlled and exploited by the Holy See, which in turn will give Xiao Yan greater freedom and more support.

Since the Holy See does not recognize Xiao Yan's status as a walker, but wants to use the lordship of Little Fleman to plant a nail in the noble circle of the Holy Roman Empire, then the Holy See should pay for what they need to pay.

Four hours later, when the sun in the sky was already setting in the west, Xiao Yan finally set out on the main road from a path to the Abbey of Speyer. It is said that it is a large road, but it is only a road paved with stones, which can carry heavier vehicles and allow horses to pass more smoothly.

At Xiao Yan's feet, the snow on this road has been swept clean, and this kind of thing would be an incredible action if it were placed in the real Shijie Middle Ages. However, Xiao Yan, who had seen magic and spells, knew that cleaning the 50 miles of mountain roads was nothing to those knights and priests.

At the moment when Xiao Yan had just set foot on this road, a strange feeling suddenly burst into Xiao Yan's mind, and at that moment, he seemed to have opened some mechanism. In the next second, the gate guarding the mountain pass in the distance had opened, and several knights rode out of the gate and galloped in this direction.

Covering the entire road with Holy Light markings? It's a great piece of engineering. This is true both in terms of engineering quantity and grade.

Thinking so, Xiao Yan began to walk in the direction of the castle while holding the scepter in his hand and the crown in the other.

The four knights rushed to Xiao Yan's side in a few minutes, they were condescending, looked at the brown-haired young man in front of them, and shouted and asked, "Tell me where you come from!" Stranger, this is a place guarded by the Holy See and the Holy Roman Empire, unprovoked nuisance, certain death! ”

Seeing these four horses circling around him, instead of making a loud nose, Xiao Yan just smiled, pretending to be a god stick is already familiar to him now. Looking at the insignia of crowns and crosses on these knights, as well as the tall and majestic horses, the brown-haired boy was sure that these knights were the members of the Knights of the Holy Crown, whose lowest rank was also level 7.

When you see people, you talk about people, and when you see ghosts, you talk nonsense. It would be nice to see these believers in the Lord and talk about myths.

"Before the seat of the Lord there are thirteen gates, have you seen where the gate of the Lord is?"

Instead of answering the knights' questions, Xiao Yan asked the knights: "The waterfall of the chant of the sky, in front of the Lord's seat, those angels surrounded by holy light, have you ever heard or seen?" ”

Those who are baptized and endure pain will always receive the Lord's reward, and different rewards correspond to different gates. This is also not lacking in these Holy Crown Knights, so Xiao Yan can be sure that these Holy Light Knights must have seen the sea of light, and the most grand, but tightly closed King's Gate. Because of this, Xiao Yan also believed that as long as he described these scenes, these knights would immediately understand what he was talking about. In the same way, the knights will know that Xiao Yan has passed the test of the Lord and entered the ocean of light.

Sure enough, as soon as Xiao Yan's question was asked, the knights immediately stopped urging the horses, and even the hands holding the weapons relaxed, and they glanced at each other, and one of the knights opened their face armor.

It was a middle-aged man with pale blue eyes, a short, neat mustache curled over his lips. In addition to this, there are some inconspicuous scars on this face, which loom in the shadow of the visor.

"I have seen the greatest gates, I have seen angels dancing in the sky, and I have heard loud chants. But I didn't know that it was the door of the Lord, nor that behind the gate there was the seat of the Lord. Stranger, when and where did you get baptized, who are your godfathers, and who are the witnesses? ”

Hearing the knight's answer, Xiao Yan took out a green branch from the space of his scepter, handed it to the knight, and said, "If you see, if you know, you should know the majesty of the Lord." I listen to the voice of the Lord and give you this testimony of the Lord. ”

The moment the middle-aged man saw Xiao Yan take out the branch from the scepter, his hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword, not only him, but the other three knights had even pulled out the sword, and they might chop it down in the next second.

However, when he heard Xiao Yan's words, the middle-aged knight's body trembled slightly, and after his long breath, he put away his sword and asked very sincerely, "Are you Lord Fryman from Tosto?" ”

Xiao Yan shook his head slightly and said, "No, I am the lord of the Rose Realm, Fryman. ”

The middle-aged knight turned over and dismounted, the metal boots hitting the ground with a crisp sound, and in such a sound, he walked up to Xiao Yan and took the green branch with both hands. At that moment, the remnants of the divine aura in the branches that had been watered by the holy water were stimulated by the knight, and a dazzling arc of light became brilliant on the path.

"Praise! My Lord! ”

The three knights on the horse opened their armor together, jumped off their horses, knelt on one knee on the side of the road, looked at the green branch, and praised loudly together. (To be continued......)