Holy Empire, there is a lady who has won countless applause and flowers, and there are three noble surnames in her full name, and the end is Rothonchild, but honestly speaking, this is only the most inconspicuous of the three, because the first two are Fermos and Constend, the Rotonchild family is the pride of the empire, but the thinker and the dragon among the humans are the golden family of the entire continent. The young poet of Rotonchilde was chosen as candidates for king and prince, and the empire once kindly joked that it was not the poet duke who married his wife, but her. When she was sheltered by two golden laurels in treason, she did not have to die at all, but she was still martyred, instead of being an elegant widow who was still highly sought after. Now, with secrets and ambitions, her nephews and nieces have finally arrived in this evil empire that has been severely condemned by the two golden families and imposed a lasting trade clamp, Augustine did not treat these relatives as fools to play with, and immediately made his identity known, using the skillful language of the White Rose and the relatively unfamiliar Oguga language respectively, the two relatives showed different distinct attitudes, Constande, who was known for his barbarism and rudeness, and the aristocratic young man introduced himself quite happily, and the name of Uss came from Oguga"Bacchus drunk country girl" explains, and it doesn't sound like it's a rejection of this very feminine name. Fermoth, who was known for her gentle upbringing, Miss Zusley from this family, had cold eyes, and quietly stood on her slender heels, trying to look down on this peer relative most thoroughly from the spiritual world and geographical height, and the lady full of the fresh fragrance of wild gardenias gently pressed the foot of Miss Zusley, who seemed to have a good opinion of the temporary interpreter, and only pouted in protest.

"I'm going to lodge you tonight in Alpha City, and I'm friends with the Count of Marseille, and I'm sure he's willing to entertain them with the fullest hospitality. But if you like the literary vibe of the Champs-Elysées, I can offer rooms there facing the river, but in relatively modest terms. Tomorrow to enjoy the scenery of Black Swan Lake?" Augustine suggested. Just like a poor man, when he sees a wealthy relative who comes to visit, no matter how stingy and shabby he is, he has to take out a certain amount of money to fill the façade. Apparently, Uth was a polite nobleman who was willing to accept the kindness of others, and had no objections, while Miss Zusli was not so talkative, and rejected Augustine's suggestion, and sneered: "Is it because your new home is more than a dozen streets away from the palace of the Duke of Augs, and you dare not entertain such a distinguished guest as me?"

Mrs. Grace frowned, some inappropriate actions, she could be saved, but the piercing words that ran out of her mouth could not be saved, the city of Augs, for the Rotonchild family, is the birthplace of honor, and it is the same as the city of sorrow where the flowers wither, deliberately using this as a topic, just like punching Rotonchild face-to-face, it is something that only second-rate nobles who conclude blood revenge will do. What was the significance of the laurel crown badge of Fermoth that she had put away? The lady with a calm face felt a little emotion in her heart, equal to any golden family that was even above the middle country, and gathered a large number of strange noble heirs. This Miss Zusli is too unskilled in conversation. Acting as her translator didn't seem like a wise decision. Augustine had no emotion on his face, but only smiled and admitted, "Black Swan Lake is indeed not a good place to entertain guests, the natural scenery is not bad, but when it comes to room decoration, it is really not as good as the average wealthy family in Marceaushire." ”

Augustine also added softly: "Black Swan Lake is not my home. ”

It was a very light statement, and even the tone of exclamation was not used, so that the careless Miss Zusley did not put it in her ears at all, she just insisted: "Go to Black Swan Lake at once! And then you hillbilly will know that Holstey is better suited to the battlefield than your Hazer mongrel!"

Augustine laughed, this young lady, who probably had a certain degree of weak and distant blood relationship with herself, where did she get so much narrow sense of honor, and besides, she seemed to be full of natural hostility to herself, which was influenced by the will of the family? Augustine felt that the key to changing Zusley's decision was in the hands of the lady, so he looked at her, with a look of help, and the lady did not disappoint him, took the hand of the little sweetheart of the Fermos family, and smiled: " Zu Sili, I'm already very tired, and I can't stand the bumps from Alpha City to Black Swan Lake, I hope you can understand. ”

Zu Sili had always been very affectionate and reluctant to borrow the translator from a friend's family of friends, but she acquiesced in the end. Before the group left the Orange, the lady insisted on depositing the black pearl necklace in the auction house, and Augustine respected her principles, and did not swear to protect the honor of the noblewoman as white and flawless as a carcass like a knight, and it is not surprising that this ungentlemanly approach caused Miss Zusley's impression of Augustine to fall from hell to the next. Three carriages, the giant Fermos of Mahtoy, the warmblood Constants of Heldland, and the gold balance badge of the most ordinary horses, drove together to the Champs-Elysées Witches Street, which was Madame's decision, and it turned out that Augustine did not disappoint her, the Witch Street, which has accumulated a unique literary atmosphere for hundreds of years, is very suitable for rest, and in the bookstore by the river, there were many writers who wrote excellent masterpieces while drinking black tea, Augustine monopolized half of the Champs-Elysées, and converted several large bookstores into hotels, but did not destroy the overall layout of the bookstore, and the top floors of the three adjacent hotels facing the river were opened up as bedrooms, and there were countless books at the feet, It's not luxurious, but it's absolutely unique, the lady and Uss who live in the two hotels are very satisfied, as for Miss Zusley's feelings, Augustine is too lazy to care, doing business is like the belief of the people of the Muse Continent, the customer is a god, but the names recorded in the god tree are densely packed, there are always some that you can not care about.

Augustine lived alone in a smaller bookstore, where Agatha and Juliet, the two maidens who were now the hostesses of the Champs-Elysées, usually lived, and Augustine did not disturb the rest of the guests, but asked Agatha to find a pot of gardenias and send them to the lady's room, and then Juliet selected two lyric poems named by him and sent them together. Then I asked for a cup of the cheapest rich black tea, sat by the window on the first floor and looked through the Apologetics, a book borrowed from the Abbey of Verdun, about how the devil sent teachers dressed as angels to preach on earth, and under this purpose, the leaders and founders of some heretical sects became the demons in the Apologetics, denying the Lord's creation, the perfection of the Father, the omniscience and omnipotence, "sowing insidious weeds in the rice", and using "God Almighty to make a stone that cannot be moved" This kind of absurdity to "denigrate our Father", Augustine likes to read this kind of book, not because of its logical reasoning, but because of the elaboration of the roots, although there are still loopholes, but it can inspire and broaden his thinking, Augustine has seen many clergy with distinct personalities, read many books, but still tirelessly, using the wisdom of his ancestors, to make up for his own weaknesses, this kind of effort to always reject the narrow vision, benefited from the magic teachers of childhood. Juliet, who was reduced from an aristocratic girl to a relatively valuable slave of Lolita, and then transformed from a slave to a pawn of order, was nurtured by the archon and developed the habit of reading every day.

Agatha, who was becoming more and more feminine, took advantage of the fact that the chief of order put down his book and looked at the gap in the night scene outside the window, and asked softly: "Chief order, why do you always like to sit in the position near the window?"

Augustine turned his head, stared at the girl in front of him, and smiled, "This place, you can see more scenery." ”

Agatha smiled brightly, her eyes were full of adoration, and she knew that the young and powerful archon, His Excellency, was not a great nobleman who would be impressed by any hypocritical words.

Augustine turned and beckoned to the hard-working Juliet, motioned for her to sit down, and then poured them a cup of black tea himself, ignoring the heartfelt excitement and excitement in their eyes, and drew two coat of arms on a piece of paper, a laurel wreath and a centaur, and asked softly, "Do you know them?"

One of them recognized one: "Fermoth." "Constend. ”

Augustine sighed: "They are all very old and powerful golden families, but unfortunately there is no one in our empire, I hope there will be one in the future." ”

Agatha cautiously said, "You can definitely lead Obsidian to become such a family!"

The cautious Juliet did not speak.

Augustine smiled and reminded, "It's time for you to drink black tea." ”

The girls quickly lowered their heads and took a sip of black tea.

Augustine stopped talking, waited for them to finish a cup of black tea, and said, "Rest early, tomorrow's Witch Street will need two more energetic little masters." ”

The girl didn't dare to be coquettish at will, and after drinking the black tea, she bowed and left gently. Augustine continues to look through the Apologetics Thinking about the true intentions of the two families, Fermos and Constance are different from those sparsely populated royal families, with a large number of excellent heirs, these old but wise giants, know better than anyone the biggest disaster of a family, not a temporary loss of power, not the top ten golden families ranking from seventh to eighth or ninth, but the weakness and incompetence of the next person at the helm, Fermos's cultivation of any direct heir from the first day of birth began to pay amazing attention, the choice of the godfather, to bring to the children and grandchildren the most elegant ceremonial officer, the most knowledgeable literary teacher, and of course, the powerful magic teacher and knight, and arranged the future marriage since childhood, every step is full of wisdom in the world, like a chess player who is most proficient in Paya chess, familiar with the rules and the meaning of each chess piece. And Constant is more "rough and interesting", this good fighter with the Dragon Museum, the selection of heirs is very straightforward and simple, thrown to the battlefield, whoever survives to the end, who is the next head of the family to control the centaur badge, the most mentioned is that the owner of the family is often the illegitimate son of some big people, and every new head of the family who accompanies the killing can inject more savage and bloody colors into the family. As for the young lady Zusley, it would be more appropriate to replace the position of the family with Us, these two relatives who did not match the temperament of the family did not look like guests who were pinned on the high hopes of the family, did it mean that Fermos and Constance were perfunctory and inattentive? Augustine tapped his finger on the Apologetics, and it happened to be on one line: those short-sighted heretics, even in the most sacred church, could not see God.

The lady who was the translator appeared alone at the door of the bookstore and knocked politely, not lightly or severely, just enough to remind Augustine.

Augustine stood up to greet her, and she said softly, "I just walked here, and I hope it doesn't disturb His Excellency the Archon's reading." ”

Augustine sat down with her, shook his head, and said, "I'm really sorry, but there is only cold black tea on the table." ”

Madame's words and eyes were always full of convincing sincerity, "You are already a very considerate and thoughtful host, I like the pot of gardenias and two books of poetry, as a guest, if you are disgruntled, you are really not a qualified guest." ”

Augustine said helplessly: "If only Miss Zusri had one-tenth of Madame's understanding." ”

Madame smiled lightly and did not extend on the topic. She looked at the scholastic book that Augustine had put together, and asked, "Can I borrow it?"

Augustine gently pushed the Apologetics in front of her, winked and smiled, "Of course. Sharing gold coins with others may not be so pleasant, but sharing knowledge is definitely a very happy thing. ”

Madame nodded, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up a charming arc, Augustine could see that this lady, smiling, just means not annoying, but the more hidden small arc of the corners of her mouth proves that she is really happy. Augustine was a little nostalgic for some of the moments buried deep in his heart, but he quickly reined in this thought and returned to the battlefield. Yes, it's the battlefield. Dimmit, the avenger of the House of Setus, once said that his master was more like a constant march from one battlefield to another than his family of Setus, and when Augustine replied to himself that I did not sit from one throne to another, the prince's servant smiled and said, "It's only a matter of time." It was hard for Augustine to dislike such a servant. Madame simply flipped through the preface to the Apologetics and returned the book to Augustine, unfortunately, it was not a book that she would take the time to read carefully, which Augustine had expected, so he asked Juliet to send a copy of "A Reed of Thought" instead of another book.

She was not a talker who would cool the atmosphere, so she found an entry point and asked curiously: "I take the liberty of asking a question that has been bothering me for a long time, since the first holy text of the Vatican in the Vatlantican clearly says that 'those who say the Lord and the Lord can enter the kingdom of heaven', why is it that the Maideola where you were in that year was more demanding than any of the monasteries and seminaries in the empire prayed six times a day?"

Augustine pondered for a moment and then calmly said, "Book 16, verse 49, 'It is not the Lord, the Lord, that you can enter the kingdom of heaven, but those who do the will of the Father.'" 'Madame, the answer is already given in the second half of the sentence, and the sanctity of Maideola is not actually the arduous form of six prayers a day, but behind this form that is regarded as rigid and rigid by a small number of people' Carrying on the will of the Father', I believe you know that since the establishment of Maideola, he has not accepted any donations, has not participated in any feasts, if it is only the insistence of a generation, it may be described as an alternative gimmick, but this is a tradition that has been passed down for hundreds of years, and the saints, patriarchs and cardinals who have come out of Maideola, even in high positions, have also insisted on these tedious prayers when they leave the monastery, but these prayers are often not valued and known. ”

Madame smiled and asked, "Are you the same?"

Augustine replied from a different angle: "I wanted to be lazy, but I had to develop this habit after being punished by my godfather for copying the scriptures countless times. ”

The corners of Madame's mouth hooked again, and she said sincerely: "The Teachings are worthy of any loud praise. ”

Augustine smiled, "That's not what my godfather wanted. ”

"I like the Teachings very much: 'Whoever exalts himself will be degraded, and whoever degrades himself will be exalted.'" Madame nodded. Any book is the author's confession, and the attentive reader can use it to peek into the author's inner world, and she is such a reader, so she respects the saint who wrote the "teachings". At this time, the young man sitting in front of her was the interpreter of this papal classic, and she inevitably had some small questions that she hoped would be answered. Augustine saw that she was not ready to ask for a moment, and fell into his own contemplation, when would the remaining five volumes of the Teachings be published in the last of the cloaks sewn by the Godfather had been torn?

This lady, who has so far been a shadow of her identity, moved on to some lighter topics, and Augustine's extensive travels and extensive reading made it easy for him to deal with it, and this lady actually knew the administrative system of the various kingdoms, otherwise it would not be possible to say that the Oguga Empire had only five fixed duke titles: "Bavaria", "Hans Christian Andersen", "Sassen", "Brandenburg" and "Stefan" When the topic shifted from horses to horses, she even knew that when the young lone foal of the Ulm Army Ma, a specialty of the Northwest of the Empire, was fostered by another mare, the groom smeared the foal with the milk of the "stepmother", so as to increase the marre's acceptance of the lone foal, and she was also very familiar with the court life of several empires, and she was also familiar with the court life of several empires, and she was also familiar with the "Wealth of Nations" He was even more proficient enough to know every word, and as the topics stretched, Augustine became more and more appreciative of this lady whose knowledge was not limited to beautiful poetry and chivalric literature.

At the end of the brisk and bright conversation, the subject shifts back to heavy but not heavy religion, which is undoubtedly Augustine's most vocal field, and you see, what a delicate and intelligent lady he was.

In a puzzled tone, she asked, "The Teachings tell us that our bodies are the palace of the Holy Spirit. And what about those who have been condemned as heretics by the Holy See?"

This inquiry has already touched on the last five books of the Teachings, and Augustine hesitates to explain this sensitive issue in vague generalities: "They are but lambs lost in the jungle of churches outside the palace, and if they are lost, they can still be redeemed." We may not be able to point out the church ten miles away for those who are short-sighted, but we can personally lead them on the right path, with them. ”

Madame looked at Augustine, the first time she had gazed at him so intently.

Augustine smiled: "The answer to this question is just an ordinary reader who has just finished reading the Apologetics. ”

The lady smiled intoxicatingly and got up to take her leave.

After the lady left, Us, who did not carry a servant, came.

"Cousin Augustine, my family wants to know if you need help now, because you are already an heir recognized by Constend, in other words, you are now a qualified contender for the next centaur badge, of course, I am not destined to be your enemy, Constance longs for a family member like you, not a mediocre heir like me who can't lift a sword or shield." Already"

Augustine replied, "No. I knew that there were two basic requirements to become a 'competitor' in Constend, killing a competitor and completing a task assigned by the family, both of which were unsolvable puzzles for me. ”

Wu Si looked puzzled, showed greater sincerity, and said: "Although these two problems are not easy to solve, it is not easy to become a competitor, and you can obtain certain valuable resources in itself. Augustine, plus you, there are only twelve contenders in this edition of Constend, and like me, I have already been excluded from the ranks of heirs, so I am your cousin now, and you don't need to worry about it. This time I came to your empire just to give you a pair of dragon armor that symbolizes the identity of the 'centaur competitor', it is a very high collection in our family museum, it is made of three high-level dragon skeletons selected from the skull, known as the 'leader's will', so the family really values you and ranks you in the fourth place!"

Augustine said calmly: "According to Constend's rules, if I accept the 'will of the leader', who will I be drawn to compete against?"

Us's face was a little embarrassed, and he said softly: "Turing in second place." ”

Augustine laughed, "Cousin Us, is this bad news?"

Sighing Uss did not deny it, but still tried to convince Augustine: "But to accept any challenge and to step on the bones of all enemies, including relatives, to reach the top is Constend's first house rule." ”

This is not a pale and empty word, for example, in this competition, a biological father and son were drawn to fight each other. Unlike Augustine, they embraced their fate.

Augustine showed a very unsympathetic stubbornness, "I refuse. ”

Uss changed his way to a more tactful way, "I hope in my heart that you will win, and I believe that you are a victor who will be able to talk to me in the future as the head of the family." On behalf of an important side of my Constance family, I promise to bring you all the support I can. ”

Augustine smiled and said, "Cousin Us, I don't want to test your business with you now, but I really can't accept this kindness. ”

Uss looked a little lonely, but he still didn't give up: "Augustine, you also saw my servant, that's just the tip of the iceberg of my family, can't this make you tempted?"

Augustine shook his head and said, "If this competition is ten years late, I will not hesitate to agree to you." ”

Uss smiled reluctantly, took a deep breath, and said as relieved as possible, "Well, you're probably one of the few guys in your family history who are willing to refuse to compete, and I'm glad to know you." ”

Augustine laughed at himself, "I know that if I refuse once, I will be denied the Centaur Badge as its descendant for the rest of my life." ”

Us, who is more like a poet than the orthodox heir of an ancient family, said sadly: "So I hope you can think about it carefully, after all, you are one of the twelve people closest to that position, and this kind of opportunity makes many people tremble at the thought of it." ”

Augustine quipped, "At least you are not, cousin Us, so we can sit here and talk about some small topics, which may not have any ideals and ambitions, but can bring us closer to our belated friendship and affection." ”

Their conversation ensuing was very casual, and Augustine also learned from Us's mouth that Zusli was just Miss Fermoth who was attracted by bards and ran away from home without permission, but her father did not stifle his daughter's arrogance, but asked Us, who was a guest on the way to the White Rose, to carry the innocent daughter, all of which Miss Zusley, who had no inherited family wisdom at all, did not know, she just thought it was a cool feat to take a servant like a female knight into a strange land, in Jupiter, which was very close to Marceau, " Luckily, "having met a friend's friend, the lady who understood her behavior very well, traveled together to the city of Alpha in Marceaushire, and on the way learned a few words of the Holy Imperial Chinese, which she pronounced so badly, that she felt that she could read the most obscure scholastic philosophical works of the empire, and that was the brilliant confidence that was unique to Miss Zusley.

Bidding farewell to Cousin Us, Augustin walked out into the night and walked along the riverside path, only to stumble upon Zusri in the creek with her bare feet in the river, sitting by the river with the burly bell tower eccentric Casimdo standing behind her.

Augustine was about to make a detour, but was stopped by Zusli, seeing that if he did not stop, he would be thrown into the river by the giant man on his shoulder, and Augustine really did not want to show the force of the sacramental ministry here with a relative, so he walked over and stood by the river, closer to the stranger and farther away from her.

The young lady's question was very straightforward and vulgar: "I heard that you are the youngest magnate of the Vatlantican Holy See, how did you do it?

Augustine replied, "Yes." ”

Miss Zusli said disdainfully: "It's really sad. ”

Augustine continued: "I feel the same way. ”

She put her feet on the water, splashed, turned to look at Augustine and said with a look of disdain: "Where do you have the slightest dignity of Fermoth's blood?

Augustine said blandly: "I think I should be ashamed to commit suicide by diving, but I am afraid that this death is not worthy of the glory of Fermoth." ”

Miss Zusri was quite satisfied when she heard the first half of the sentence, but at last she heard the irony of the second half of the sentence, and immediately screamed and ordered the servant: "Quasimodo, smash this dishonorable fellow into the river!"

The eccentric is embarrassed: "My mother said that you should be kind to those who have not sinned. ”

The young lady was nervous and angry: "You stupid, you are an orphan and have no parents!"

The strange man said stupidly, "My mother said that only those trees that do not bear good fruit should take the axe that is placed on the root of the tree, and they will be cut down and thrown into the fire." But Kasimdo, like this guy. ”

Augustine smiled knowingly and said, "Quasimodo, I like you too." ”

Miss Zu Sili slapped her hands and feet on the water, and said frantically: "I'm mad, a fool, a coward!"

Augustine ignored the neurotic, and only asked the stranger softly, "Quasimodo, are you the newest nine in the [Sage]?"

The strange man scratched his head and looked at the young lady, as if he didn't know how to answer the question, but his action of not wanting to lie but not knowing how to hide it spoke for itself.

Zusri stopped her violent movements and stared at Augustine vigilantly, Quasimodo entered the Sage and became the sole human leader, a secret known only to a few members of the Fermoth family.

Augustine said softly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just guessing." ”

Zusli, who is not good at wasting time on headaches, quickly ignores herself, she really does not look like a member of the line of a "thinker" Fermos, this young lady who likes to throw a horsewhip at the ceremonial officer, is recognized as a little naughty in the family. There is no important talent necessary for all celebrities such as literature, poetry, painting, financial management, etc., sloppy swordsmanship, average riding skills, sparse magic attainments, all of them are inconspicuous, but this does not prevent her from being spoiled by her father and the old master, who makes her the most extraordinary naughty little guy in the extraordinary Fermos because of her ordinariness? Not everyone dares to paint on the face of the old master of Fermoth, but the damnable thing is that the improvisation work has nothing to do with talent, even if she has the precious oil painting "Mrs. Shaunley" in the family collection Shang added two handfuls of mustache to the lady, and the old man just laughed it off, preventing the grandson from punishing this mischievous great-granddaughter.

Miss Zusri sat up, her shoes and socks in her hands, and said something illogical: "No matter how lucky you are, you are far worse than my fiancé!"

Augustine smiled, "I'm glad that Miss Zusli has found a fiancé who is luckier than me, he must be brave, handsome, erudite, perfect, and most importantly, lucky enough to meet a fiancée like you." ”

The young lady snorted, "Of course!"

The bell tower weirdo nodded and said, "Miss's fiancé, Quasimodo has seen countless times, and he is very handsome!"

Augustine mourned in his heart for the handsome fellow.

How lucky must you be to be this young lady's fiancé?