The Temple of the Holy Spirit of Silence.

The quiet moonlight fell from the stained windows of the dome and reflected on the many sarcophagi, illuminating the ancient and noble names.

Dust flew in the air, dancing to a faint chant. The arias from the sanctuary echoed in the silence in the distance, reflecting the sacred majesty of the countless sarcophagi.

At the very front of those sarcophagi, on the huge altar, stood a lonely figure.

He wore a crown of supremacy, and he was clothed in a robe of religion, the color of which was pure red, dyed like blood, and there was no terrible death in that color, but as if it symbolized the awe-inspiring 'life'.

That's red in all senses.

The Red King.

In silence, he stared silently at the altar and simply asked, "Hermes, did he say so?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The Nibelungen's voice was respectful and polite: "He chose this path and did his part. ”

"I see. ”

The Red King bowed: "He has always been a wise man, though it is especially ridiculous to him. He made this choice, and he must have known what I was thinking.

Just let him enjoy his 'life', and from then on, those things have nothing to do with him. ”

"He asked me to thank His Majesty." ”

“...... Did you even expect my words?"

The Red King smiled: "What a smart man, isn't he?"

The Nibelungen did not reply, but said, "The Congregation of the Faith has informed Anglo of the location of the Guiru this year...... How to deal with Archbishop Michel's abuse of power?"

"He's already dying, can I put him in the 'Iron Tower'?" said the Red King, "just let him honestly retire with the Ministry of Faith."

The days of the Inquisition have passed, and the shattering of the dream of the 'Crusades' is the best punishment for him. ”

"He could have a breakdown. ”

"He won't. ”

The Red King shook his head: "He will wait, keep waiting."

Even if he dies, he will find someone to replace him, and wait until the Holy Sect Army crusades east again and fight the natural disaster......

He is a man with infinite hope in his heart, and these things cannot defeat him. ”

"Understood. ”

The Nibelungen asked again: "The awakening of the Leviathan is doomed, and the cardinals have been at odds with each other on the Anglo side. ”

"Hasn't the Anglo royal family always been resolute?"

The Red King said lightly: "The autonomy of the countries is the core of the Second Amendment Act.

Arthur's affairs were left to Arthur's descendants to solve. What began with them ended because of them. Haven't they already retrieved St. George's gun and are ready for anything?

If the Cardinals still want to embody the majesty and necessity of the Holy City, prepare the Knights Templar for the worst-case scenario. ”

"Yes. ”

After the Nibelungen took notes, he asked, "After the battle of Romulus, Commander Bane asked for punishment and is currently awaiting punishment. ”

"It was I who commanded him not to harm any Romulus, and I was the one who bound his hands and feet. We made up our minds too late in the first place, and it ended up like this, and it had nothing to do with him or the Knights Templar. ”

The Red King lightly ordered: "Let him go and rebuild the desert defense line in the west, with Bane's ability, it will be harder, but it may not be impossible."

The descendants of the Semites remained there, let him go there with his banner, and tell him that the Holy City would give him all the equipment and supplies he needed. ”

The Nibelungen was silent for a long time: "What does the crown mean...... Let him rebuild the Knights Hospitaller?"

"The Sixth Legion has been vacant for far too long since the desert defense line collapsed a hundred years ago. ”

The Red King raised his head, his face was as cold as iron, as if he would never have an expression, just his usual coldness, looking down on the world from the sky:

"One of the most painful things for those who plan for a rainy day is that time is running out. I don't want to find out that the Knights Hospitaller have been lost for too long when we need them. ”

"Foresight. Nibelungen's voice was respectful.

The Red King did not respond, just remained silent.

I don't know how long it took for the clock to strike midnight.

"That's all for today. The Red King waved his hand: "Leave the rest to the Cardinal Church." Anyway, there's always something to get them to quarrel about. ”

"Okay. ”

Nibelungen asked: "What about what happened at the gates of the Holy City this evening? ”

The Red King looked up and stared at the moonlight, which fell in his eyes as if in a silent lament.

"It's a person who is as unwilling to be lonely as Ye Lanzhou. I know. ”

"Did His Majesty have pity on him?"

"Nope. ”

The Red King said: "Let the cardinal church decide this matter, he has made a choice, then he will bear the consequences, and since he wants justice, then give him justice." It's as simple as that. ”

“...... Perhaps. ”

Nibelungen is undecided: "For most people, it's so simple, but it's actually difficult." The bishop and the lawyers of the Holy City are afraid that the quarrel will be bloody. ”

"A long time ago, someone told me that meaningless quarrels are part of what you have to go through before you can get a result. Even if the quarrel is meaningless for both parties.

Just let them find out what they want. ”

The Red King said lightly: "I am just the Pope, and I can't give what God promised them." ”

"I'll tell them. ”

"Alright, let's go. ”

The Red King waved his hand.

"What about you?" asked the Nibelungen, "are you going back to the bedchamber?" or will you have dinner first?"

"Me?"

The Red King raised his eyes, looked at the sky, and fell to the glow of the bright moon: "I suddenly want to be quiet...... To experience what that coward wants.

It must be a good feeling, otherwise that guy wouldn't be so nostalgic. ”

The Nibelungen was silent for a long time, and said, "The Yellow King may just want to rest for a while, so His Majesty doesn't have to worry too much. ”

"Perhaps. ”

The Red King didn't seem to have any expectations for this, just stared at the moonlight: "Anyway, that coward has already fled that far away.

Whether he comes back or not, those who stay behind must always plan for the future.

Nibelungen, whatever is lost, the world will continue to run as usual. ”

No one responded, and the Nibelungen seemed to be gone.

In the silence, only the Red King stood on the altar, silently looking up at the moonlight.

His gaze passed through the night, beyond the endless sky.

Up, up, up.

I don't know when it began, beyond the earth, after the heavy sky, in the eternal darkness of the universe, before that huge round of moonlight...... A small spot appears that is imperceptible to the naked eye.

It refracted the glow of steel, defied the pull of gravity and soared above the trail of the stars.

Not close, not far away, just watching the earth and the sky from afar, running silently in the eternal silence of the void.

There, someone woke up from a dream.

In the silence that seemed to be eternity, he opened his eyes and stared at the moon ring outside the window, and his eyes became quiet and beautiful.

It's really good moonshine. (To be continued.) )