The empire needs a steady stream of new knights and magicians, families need the birth of children one by one, any institution is like this, it needs fresh blood, the Vatican be seen in the 3 chambers and 8 departments have their own resource delivery channels, among which the three major organizations of the sacrament ministry have established a relatively complete and hidden talent echelon, as a newborn, the order needs to take the initiative to snatch a small piece of cheese in the hands of others, the Holy Spirit Court and the ewe have approved the order's rudeness, but the night watchman rejected the order's sincere application, and wrote back to reprimand the order for accepting the traitor UliseTo outsiders, it seems to the outsiders that the Night Watch, who had been closest to the poetry, changed the established moderate policy of the Teutonic magnate after the new leader took office, which was wonderful news for the enemies of order worth drinking a hundred barrels of Tuscan wine.

Eastern of the Empire, the city of Augs.

Twenty years ago, the gossip-rich city was the only city in the empire that did not envy Jupiter's fearful words, but it was a pityThe two adjacent mansions began to fade out of the public's sight, and some of the great nobles located on the same street also moved out one after another, and even the Augsco nobles who had been madly pursuing the poet Duke in those years began to forget the Rotonchild Mansion at 19 Taylor Street in the Tabor district, not to mention the city dwellers who were struggling in the middle and lower buildings?

Deserted Taylor Street, No. 19, at the entrance stands a lonely Sacred Crystal Obsidian tablet, on which is engraved a passage from the last words of the sixth Obsidian owner: Everyone who bears the surname Rothonchild, to live is to fight for the Empire, and to die, to fight for himself, to fight against death.

This military duke is the only Rotonchild family head in history to die on the battlefield, but it is he who pours the already decaying obsidian into living water and brings this flower from the cold winter to spring. The stele did not engrave the last words of other family owners, but chose him, which shows that Luo Tong Child's descendants have special feelings for this ancestor who do not mind making it public, but in the eyes of half-hung conspiracy theorists, the reason why they chose this strong sentence as a façade is just that Luo Tong Child, the cradle of politicians, is deliberately winning the favor of the empire. It cannot be denied that many of the twelve wills of the head of the Rotonchilde family, written on portraits, are not in line with mainstream tastes, are too absurd, and are too far removed from the accepted virtues of piety and kindness.

On this day, there were only a few old servants left in the mansion who could call the housekeeper Lao Piping still meticulously carried out the same work, cutting and watering the grass and trees in the garden, standing on the stand and carefully wiping the huge portraits, tidying up the study of the traitorous duke and the young master, going to the cellar to observe the fermentation of the home-brewed white wine, at the end of the day, there was not much time to be idle, such a boring work, day after day, year after year, the old man born in this family has done it all his life, and when he can rest, it will probably be the day of death。

The old master has been convicted of treason, the little master has become a heretic, and the old Piping, who is still dressed decently, has become an old dog who refuses to shed his hair in the mouth of the mean people of Augs Song City. At this time, the old butler, who had no heirs under his knees, stood on the stand, carefully wiping off the dust from the portrait of the founder of the Rotonchild family, a time-consuming and tiring work that the old Piping had done for forty years in the blink of an eye after he took over from his old-fashioned father in his youth, and the only time he was "lazy" Seriously wounded in a blood revenge, the beloved Duchess stopped the old Piping, who was still trying to get up, with an irresistible warm reason, and she took the little young master's hand, smiled at the butler, and said that little Augustine would do this work today.

Piping stares at the first portrait.

The ninth founding father of the Holy Empire: George Rotonchild.

Last words: Son, take off the cloak of power that your father gave you, what else do you have?

The death of this great nobleman at the curse of the Titan Empire's Undead King made the rising Obsidian begin with a sense of pathetic fate.

The old butler, who was carrying a bucket and a silk scarf, slowly climbed down the stand and changed his position, where the portrait of the second head of the Rothonchild family, Sagar the Dragon Slayer, was placed.

This warrior, who is famous not only in the Holy Empire but also in the whole continent, has been criticized for his last words: loyalty without a basis of interest is like a duckweed without roots, when the breeze rises, it cannot be caught, because it is like the oath of a politician, the promise of a businessman, the chastity of *, you can only take it as a joke.

Lao Piping sighed softly: "Very wise. That's why there are now little young masters, Rhein Hatai and Gaka Miao, which is the glorious bloodline of the Luo Tong Childe family. ”

The third picture: a man's success must be accompanied by looking up at the back of another strong man, but a man's greatness must first conquer a great woman.

It's a pity that this genius aristocrat who is invincible in the field of love died in middle age from a delicious meal of a catering butler who was bought by political enemies, which began to lay the groundwork for the decline of the family.

Fourth: My young heir, if you meet an old immortal of the rank of a patriarch or a cardinal, or an old nobleman who has lived for seventy or eighty years, then put away your little wisdom and be a dutiful fool, this is the wisest choice, and with beauty and power and glory will follow.

The owner of the obsidian flower was as unfortunate as his father's fate, he died of illness just after reaching middle age, and before he could reach the center of the imperial stage, the curtain came to an early end, and the Rothonchild family began to withdraw from the inner circle of imperial politics and became a second-rate character.

Picture 5: My child* refuses to serve you, it must be because the gold in your pocket is not loud enough, or she has not seen the dragon-root that the Rothonchild men are proud of under your crotch.

Lao Piping smiled heartily, remembering that the little master used to secretly stand under this portrait of his ancestors and giggle.

but

The sixth painting is painted in a very different tone from the other eleven, and is the only portrait of the owner with a warm smile, and it is this man who revives the glory of Obsidian, and Rotonchilde returns to the ranks of the first great families of the Empire, and at its peak, even surpasses Windsor and Rudolph.

Because of this, the twelfth poet duke respected this ancestor the most, and devoted countless lyric poems to praise this man who fought to the death for the empire and his family.

Picture 7: Descendants of my title, in addition to the strength of a lion, the fortitude of a wolf, and the cunning of a fox, you must also remember the most important character, the docility of a dog. Wait until you really understand the last point. Even if His Majesty the Emperor is furious with you during the day, you can sleep peacefully.

The head of the house was a recognized politician in the empire, creating conspiracies, like the most aura harpist playing improvisations, like art, but helplessly, this great aristocratic politician who was deeply respected by His Majesty the Emperor actually died on the belly of a maid, and the beautiful young lady who had been lurking in the Rotonchild family for nearly twenty years was implanted with mysterious venom in her body for 8 years. It's another tragedy, and it seems that Rotonchild is only a little bit away from the apex of the empire every time, and then suddenly distanced himself.

Picture 8: Children and grandchildren, no matter how many lovers you have, don't forget to bring your whip when you go to pamper them?

Don't look at this last words full of the rich tone of a big dandy, this old duke is a genuine infatuation, presumably this sentence is the only time in his life that he is bold and heroic. The blindness of love did not confuse the old duke's keen sense of politics, inherited the legacy of his late father, and stabilized the solid position of Rotonchild, many ancient big families became allies with Obsidian at the beginning of his *, and the duke, who had traveled to half of the epic continent, had a good foundation in empires such as Plantagenet. The true richness of the obsidian soil began with him.

The ninth last word: The moment when you trick a woman into bed and take off the last piece of clothing, don't relax, that is the farthest moment from success, my junior, you still need to be cautious, be more cautious.

It is hard to imagine that this frivolous head of the family is the only person in the Rotonchild family whose political attainments surpass that of the seventh duke.

Ten: Obsidian flowers will eventually bloom in all the lands of the Empire.

Eleven: My son, pride, covetousness, lust, anger, gluttony, envy, laziness, if you have committed three or four of these seven deadly sins, then do not come to heaven to see me, and go to hell. If you have sinned all, well, I confess that you are my son, and I will bless you in heaven.

This man is Augustine's grandfather, who died in an inexplicable blood revenge.

Then there is the last portrait hanging on the wall, with only the back of a psalm written in the back.

The only traitor of this ancient family.

Last words: "The enemy will not die for a day, and the obsidian will never wither!"

Old Piping can finally take a break, and there is still room to hang a portrait on the far right side of the corridor wall, and it is not surprising that there will be a place for the little master there in the future. But the dedicated and loyal old butler didn't want to be hung by his own hands during his lifetime, he was old, but the little master who couldn't carry it was still very young, and Obsidian needed a master like the fifth duke, and the old Piping believed in Young Master Augustine.

Old Piping gazed gently again at the portrait of the poet duke, this man with only a quill in his hand, was the bravest father of the empire.

A voice interrupted Lao Piping's thoughts: "Hey, Lao Piping, do you have any wine?"

Lao Piping, who had long sensed the arrival of this sloppy guy, turned around slowly, not nervous, not surprised, but said angrily: "No!"

Standing opposite the old housekeeper was a middle-aged man, with shabby clothes, a messy beard, and the key was that he was lame. The guy leaned against the wall, a flattering look on his face.

Lao Piping frowned and said, "Something happened to the young master's godson?"

The man pouted and said, "No, in fact, the boring assassinations in the past two years were more frequent, and only once or twice this year, they are all scratches, not to mention that one leg is lame, even if all three legs are lame, I can clean it up." ”

Lao Piping was puzzled: "Then you want to go there again?"

The man's eyes were calm, and he smiled: "I'm not going." ”

Old Piping glared at this guy who had been a blacksmith in Rotonchild's private estate for more than ten years. Over the years, after the Rotonchild family was tried for treason, countless knights took off the proud obsidian badge on their chests, is it a retreat?

Of course not!

Obsidian begins her own blood revenge.

The object of revenge of these knights is none other than Jupiter the Great!

The knights of the Rothonchild family did not protest loudly against treason and show their loyalty, but used the most direct way to prove the flower on their chests and calmly went to death.

Among them, an unknown blacksmith who was once included on page 6 of the "Knight's Canon", was once the most handsome knight in the empire, and assassinated His Majesty the Emperor three times alone, each time seeing the emperor's personal servant knight. This man, who believed in the [love] in the source of knightly faith, stood limply in front of Lao Piping's eyes.

The man wiped his face and explained, "It was very difficult for me that Noringson, who was only in his early twenties, to start going to Plantagenet, but fortunately there was a savior, she said that she was going to go to the Golden Island, and she helped me a lot by the way." ”

Lao Piping was surprised: "She?"

The man, whose real name was Guligli, stretched and smiled, "Little Augustine's personal magic teacher, a woman I have to describe as a god." ”

Old Piping breathed a sigh of relief.

With her, then all problems are not problems.

Noumsen was really lucky.

When the old butler was just a child, he vaguely heard the grandfather of the little master mention that there was a woman in this world who was powerful enough to drive the holy dragon out of the dragon's lair, and when she appeared, the old man who was already called Lao Piping was sure that if there was such a demigod, it must be her.

Lao Piping has some regrets, why doesn't she continue to shelter the Rotonchilde family?

But soon the old butler was relieved that our young master Augustine no longer needed any protection.

Guligli said aggrievedly: "Really no wine?"

Huishen Lao Piping's tone was still not gentle, and he said indignantly: "Go and get it yourself, I won't see it." ”

Laughing, Gulligli limped out of the hallway.

Lao Piping showed a rare respect, this is the knight of the Rotonchilde family, strong enough to walk alone forever.

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In the small seaport of Green Patti, a famous seaport in the eastern part of the empire, a fleet of ships that has already gained a reputation for the continent is anchored, and it is this expedition that discovered the New Gospel Island Chain at the same time as Ka Miao, forming a beautiful triangle of epic continents and subcontinents on the map.

Weigh.

The fleet slowly sailed out to sea, and the elderly cardinal of the Eastern Diocese of the Empire, Monofati, personally came forward to see him off, in addition to the distinguished old man who had been a close classmate of St. Jerome and finally parted ways academically, as well as the last secretary of state of the Senate, plus countless dignitaries in the east, the Holy Empire gave great expectations for this new voyage, hoping that Napoleon, the "dwarf" of the Empire, would bring the next gospel. Napoleon, the imperial sun, stood at the bow of the ship, waving to everyone, and the young high priest was always graceful and calm at any time and place.

In the send-off procession, the port of the old Monofati was at the forefront of the solo war, silent and profound. As the eldest cardinal archbishop of the Vatican, the old man had a secret connection with the young man, the teacher of the archpriest, the priest rabbi who opened the bronze door during the patriarch's election, was a classmate with a good relationship like him, and among the three friends, Mono Fati chose the most orthodox scholasticism, climbed step by step, and finally sat in the position of cardinal, while St. Jerome embarked on the path of a warlock and received almost supreme honors, as for the rabbis, in terms of public fame, he could not be compared with two classmates at all, but he insisted on standing in the deepest depths of the Holy See and the court for decades, becoming the personal priest of His Majesty the current Emperor, mastering the bank accounts of the two patriarchs, it can be said that it was his few words of advice that allowed the rise of the new business aristocracy, led by the sissy Helen, and there was no doubt that this old priest with a low reputation held countless secrets that could make the average nobleman die hundreds of times.

The old priest produced only one student, the industrious and learned Napoleon, the young man who stood on the flagship and waved.

The fleet consisted of the flagship Queen, two armed ships and six caravels, the most notable was undoubtedly the flagship Queen, weighing 210 tons, up to 50 meters, equipped with huge horn sails, a well-deserved queen of the sea, this time the voyage was far grander and grander than the virgin voyage, the last time was not favored by anyone so much that it was reduced to the need for the chief secretary of state of the Senate to go to the sea on credit to the big families, even the basic number of seafarers could not be gathered, so it had to be mixed with more than forty prisoners fished out of the imperial prisons, and there was no shortage of unemployed vagrants, thieves and blasphemers, sailing as a condition of amnesty, but many people still choose to flee along the way. Generally speaking, the initial seafaring craze originated from an explorer's travelogues, in which the subcontinent was depicted as a land of gold, but due to the conditions of the voyage, going to sea was still an adventure with little investment and little return, and few nobles were interested in participating in it. This time it was different, not only the white-robed priest of the Holy Spirit Court with professional geographical literacy, but also the professional explorers of the Helen family, two cartographers alone, this wonderful group was both a participant and an investor, in addition to the two armed ships loaded with nearly 80 magicians and knights of the Templar Order.

Far from the port, Napoleon walked around every corner of the flagship, greeting every member of the crew, and he was able to call out the names of all the new crew members unmistakably, not to mention some of the old crew members who had returned with him full of honors, unlike ordinary navigators, the young high priest did not live in the most spacious single room according to common sense, but passed on this treatment to the cartographer whom he considered to be the most meritorious, and this beginning of gratitude, which brought the captain closer to the shrewd Helen family.

Before Napoleon went to sea, Emperor Jupiter summoned this interesting dwarf, and at that time there was on his desk a staggering nautical diary, "A Reed of Thought", which was praised by discerning court poets as "a beautiful lyric, strong travel", and His Majesty the Emperor patiently asked at the end of the conversation: "Napoleon, you can make an additional request, I can promise and satisfy you to the greatest extent possible in the private capacity of a man who dreamed of sailing since childhood." ”

Napoleon replied carefully: "The low cabins, the poor kitchen facilities, the half-cooked food, the too small freshwater barrels, and the insufficient stock of fresh vegetables all cause scurvy, which is more dangerous than the storms of the seas and unknown ancient creatures, and the mortality rate of the last voyage reached 80%, which is really not a figure that an empire can afford, but even more unacceptable is that half of this proportion is due to poor sanitary conditions." In addition, if there are no 'interesting' books on a voyage that lasts for half a year or more, it will be difficult to control the emotions of the crew, and no matter how good-tempered people are, they will be exhausted by the long boring time. But I dare to speak only to you, Your Majesty the Emperor, and ask for your forgiveness for Napoleon's greed. ”

Emperor Jupiter smiled and said, "I would rather be more greedy like this." ”

Then everything improved, and no one dared to have any objection to the ban on books and the "squandering of the fleet like burning stacks of Caesar tickets". And two 100-ton brig supply ships were added unplanned.

When the wind is downwind, the fleet can sail 180 nautical miles in a day and night, which is a remarkable number, this significant number, means that the voyage of the Holy Empire is at the forefront of the epic continent, Napoleon is different from the first trip, prepared three logbooks, a secret diary, only shared with priests and cartographers, recording the real voyage distance, the second book is open to all seamen, the voyage recorded is deliberately smaller than the first log, this is a trick only experienced navigators know, and Napoleon will be mixed with some emotional words in this public log, and there will be special seafarers to read aloud every dayIt was the most pleasant time of the day for most of the men who could only lie on the deck, and it would be a great honor to know that their young captain was the author of the popular Empire bestseller The Reed of Thought!

The last diary, the Archpriest of the Elf, is not open to anyone.

Half a year later, the fleet rounded the Gospel Island chain and continued south.

In the twilight, after a terrible battle with a terrible wave, everyone lay on the deck exhausted, the heavy dark clouds dispersed, the brilliant afterglow fell in the form of pillars of light, and the furious sea tended to calm down, and it was hard to imagine that she was a crazy beast a moment ago, but at this time, she was as gentle as a shy lady. Napoleon immediately got the list of the crew who were swept away by the waves, and after a solemn prayer with the priest, the sad dwarf comforted everyone as was customary, smiled and greeted, he walked under a mast, a knight's waiter, still a teenager, was watching a large hourglass, the fleet needed to determine the exact time, Napoleon said softly: "Paul, go and rest, I will help you keep an eye on the hourglass." ”

The knight boy from the Helen family shook his head strongly, in the recent shipwreck, Uncle Petroul, who was supposed to give him the title of knight after his return, was swept away by an overwhelming wave and buried in the deep sea that could not be remembered by future generations.

But grief is not a reason to be lazy, and the high priest in front of him is so diligent that he is braver than anyone else in the face of any calamity. Napoleon smiled, as if remembering something, and returned to the ship's library to bring a copy of the "Heavenly Order" defined by the Vatican as a "pseudo-canon", which together with the Byzantian Holy See's Syrian monastic theologian scholar Yasin "Paradise" laid the basic framework of angelology, and was destined not to appear in the two major papal canon groups, and its appearance was due to Napoleon's petty greed. The archpriest handed the book to Paul, the knight's boy, and chuckled, "Back in the Empire, don't say you've read it." ”

The boy nodded vigorously.

So the high priest and the knightly boy leaned against the thick mast, the former writing the most intimate diary, and the latter reading the Heavenly Order.

Not only Paul, the unfounded boy, but the archpriest had such a harmonious relationship with any crew member.

The voyage continued through one catastrophe after another, until on July 21, 835 A.D., when everyone witnessed a huge comet piercing the starry sky.

This was more terrifying to navigation than the appearance of any sea monster, for astrologers had long asserted that the comet was a kind reminder of the Lord's calamity, and that the two comets in the thin history of navigation had destroyed both fleets.

Except for the obsessive High Priest, everyone thought that returning was the greatest wisdom.

Napoleon, who had been known as the first scholastic eloquent speaker in the imperial capital, made his first public speech, and his humble speech lasted only ten minutes, but it was incomparably impassioned, and the most cowardly seafarers decided to follow the high priest and go on his way.

This speech, which had no manuscript, was inadvertently recorded by a cartographer with little literary cultivation, was incomplete, scribbled and, on a whim, the cartographer had all the crew members sign the draft.

Half a year later, following the traces of the comet's gliding, the battered fleet found a new continent after the Gospel Island Chain in thunderous cheers at the end of January 836 in the sacred calendar.

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge rock in an unfamiliar land.

It was tentatively named the Far Lookout Angle.

Napoleon, a bearded dwarf, was the first to disembark and land, carving the Holy Empire flag, the name of Jupiter the Great, the Vatlantican emblem, and the date on the rock, commemorating a date destined to be remembered by all.

Having stood up, Napoleon turned around and drew a triangular gesture towards all the tearful heroes of the Reich.

The survivors saluted in unison.

Then he rushed up and threw the high priest into the sky again and again.

Napoleon, who was in the air, looked at the sun in the sky and whispered, "Goschel, you are the sun in my heart." It's not the empire, it's not the religion, it's you who have sustained me here. ”

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The White Rose Dynasty, which once stood side by side with Plantagenet, declined to the White Rose Federation, and then degenerated to the White Rose Principality, but in just one generation, this territory was constantly divided and divided in the "Simonon Convention" After being supervised by the four major powers, especially by the Holy Empire of magicians such as ants and the children of war of knights such as beehives, and invaded by these two bloodsuckers in various fields, it completely lost the opportunity to recover, and now the observers have lost interest in this weak patient, and have turned their attention to the old empire Plantagenet, waiting to see the second joke, in the vague vision of harsh historians, the Holy Empire is the lucky one who is expected to become a super-first-class country, and become the next real great dynasty.

The emperor and ministers of the Duchy of the White Rose, from the clergy and the commoners, could not cause the slightest wave, until the Domingo flame was extinguished by the Knights of Cardinals of the Little Empress led by the female secretary of state of the Holy Empire, there was only one thing left that could arouse the interest of other countries, to be precise, sexual interest, and that was the woman of the White Rose. The reason why the * of the Holy Empire Tamei Lang can be sold at a high price in the empire is because they have a bit of women who look like white roses, fate gave them to the magicians of the Holy Empire, gave them to the knights of the children of war, and also made the white roses rich in stunners, but these stunners have now become the largest trade output of this principality, if it weren't for them, the treasury that was owed by King Elliot 8 would be even more empty.

A procession was passing through a medium-sized town in the principality, stopping for a moment at the door of the ruined church, a young monk dressed in the robes of the Vatican and the Holy See looked at the decaying buildings that were almost in ruins, and sighed slightly, the church originally belonged to the Domingo Hermitage, which had sent many excellent scholastic theologians, and was suppressed by two spiritual fathers because of their doubts about the infallibility of the Pope and the infallibility of the Pope's authority. The young monk crouched down and picked up a broken cross that was lost by an unknown Domingo monk, his eyes pitiful.

Behind the monk stood two orphans who had left his homeland with him, a boy named Keith and a girl Heidi.

There was also a woman shrouded in a black robe, which had no magician or arcane logos, but was painted with a beautiful pattern that even the Mayan temples did not understand, complex and obscure.

On the border between the Holy Empire and the White Rose, Priest Innocent met her and trusted her at the first time, as she simply said, "I am Augustine's teacher." ”

On the way, several bands of thieves are instantly sent to hell by this mysterious woman.

She didn't speak much, and when she was resting, she only read a stack of parchment scrolls that were not heavy, but at night, whenever Heidi asked, she would calmly tell the mysteries of the starry sky.

Leaving the town, the woman who could not tell her age said calmly: "I will send you to the Welf family of Plantagenet, where there is an urgent need for a priest who can make them willingly drop the gold coins." ”

Innocent was not annoyed by this, but asked, "Madam, is this my godfather's arrangement?"

She smiled rarely, and said, "No, but he hopes that you can live well, a Vat Trantican priest with no background, if you want to preach in Plantagenet, it is not easy to live." ”

Innocent nodded, he wasn't a pedantic priest.

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes were like stars, and she said, "Innocent, do you believe that you can become a pope?"

Innocent said quietly: "I didn't think about it. ”

She smiled and said softly: "I didn't even think about becoming the first pope to merge the two major Churches of Byzantio and Vatrentia, and letting the four emperors of the empire kneel at their feet and repent in his life." ”

Innocent scratched his head and said, "Madam, are you an astrologer?"

The woman nodded, not denying: "Yes, but it belongs to the kind of thief who is very lame and reckless." ”

Innocent said calmly: "I believe in you, but no matter what, I accept the Lord's arrangement. ”

If it is an ordinary person, when he hears this heretical fallacy, he is either ecstatic or scoffs, but Innocent is very indifferent. Although it is true that in the long history of the Byzantian Holy See, there have been popes who were born in eroticism, and there have also been popes who have served gold coins all their lives, but the pope is the pope after all, and he is the unchanging white emperor on the epic continent.

The woman said softly, "But you will get to that position in forty-five years, and besides, you will not be able to meet your godfather in this life, and unfortunately, he will be your enemy at that time." ”

Innocent shook his head and said, "Then I'd rather just be an ordinary monk." ”

The woman said: "The trajectory of fate is in your own hands. ”

Innocent pondered.

A month later, they came to the site where the legendary black dragon Dandong fell.

Innocent tried his best to use rich vocabulary to convey this epic to the two children, and told all versions of the statement, but the children who were full of curiosity still felt that it was not enjoyable, and they had to ask the biggest mystery, what was the reason for Danton, the dragon who had been following the precepts of Moses, to leave the dragon's lair, of course, Innocent could not give the truth, and in the face of the white eyes of little Keith, it was inevitable that he was a little embarrassed, it was the lady who relieved Innocent and said calmly: " Presumably, the king symbolizing wrath was reluctant to take out a small piece of dragon carcass and make a pair of glasses for a human. ”

The naïve Heidi believed it.

Keith Jr. laughed.

Even Innocent, who has always had great respect for his wife, finds this statement too unconvincing.

The lady just rubbed Heidi's head with a calm expression.

A year later, when they parted ways in the Welf family's domain, Madame gave the apprehensive priest Innocent a letter of introduction, and finally, she took out a pair of glasses from her bosom that looked very good, and gave them to little Heidi, saying that a young lady could not be pretty, but she must be the queen of the spiritual world, and to do this, it is always good to read more books, and the glasses will be used when the time comes.

On this day, Welf, who received a letter of introduction, a powerful nobleman in the Epic Continent second only to the top ten families, put on a posture comparable to that of greeting the Plantagenet Emperor.

A centenarian who came out of the Mayan temple, the great magician whom Welf regarded as his greatest wealth, saw the glasses in little Heidi's hand, his face was filled with awe, but he did not dare to share the miracle with anyone.