The Imperial Night's Watch showed unimaginable restraint and retreat in the face of the golden scales, which can be described as brute force, except for the first wave of symbolic protests by the Red Gloves, which were instantly washed away by the flood of the army of the undead, and then all the Red Gloves stationed on the border between the two counties and provinces were recalled, and a few high-ranking members gathered in the Dark Forest of Berriman outside the Angel Garden, in addition, several branches received orders from above at the same time not to rush to the headquarters, the new and immature of the order, the ancient strength of the night watch, and the contrast between the arrogance of the posture of the order and the mild caution of the night watch, constituted a sharp contrast, The top management of the empire focused their attention on the two new giants of the Ministry of the Sacraments, the already silent grizzly bear betting plate boiled again, and in just one night, six million Caesars were injected into the gambling plate, betting that the gold balance was pinched off by the night watchman, with this wonderful beginning, the rich people of the empire went completely crazy in the next week, unlike the previous grizzly bear gambling market only brought together Rotonchild hostiles, which made the role of betting on the gambling board more extensive, even the chief secretary of state, Queen Goschel, publicly bet on her identity to express her disbelief in the order, and the crown prince Schopenhauer and a handful of young nobles behind him took out all their salaries, and even the imperial military council with a strict atmosphereThe first thing the generals said when they met was how much you bet, so the theme of the Imperial Capital Salon is not to mention doubting whether betting on the grizzly bear has become one of the two benchmarks for whether it is in line with the trend of God this winter, and the other is whether to buy the sequel to the "Thought Reed" of the Gospel of the Short Man. When the order arrived in the Berriman Dark Forest, the grizzly bear gambled on the market to suck more than 20 million Caesars in a record, which shocked observers outside the Holy Empire, because the first empire to show respect for wealth was too rich, 20 million gold coins, can support half of the Red Gogol War, you must know that roughly converted, the financial income of some small and medium-sized countries is less than five million Caesar a year, and it is no wonder that the Plantagenet Emperor, who is currently worrying about the dowry of a princess, said sourly that the gold has sneaked into Jupiter's pocketIt is the first time that the Epic Continent has shown such a huge attention to a casino, and they have speculated who will have such connections and vision, who can skillfully control a tornado that can accommodate tens of millions of Caesars, and experts who know the rules of business will know that such an "epic" money operation requires a large number of professionals comparable to the Treasury Department of the United States, is there going to be a second Corso family in the mainland? Is it the sissy Helen of the Holy Empire who won the Orange War and rose quickly on the imperial ladder? For the eyes outside the empire, what they see is more of the grandeur of the grizzly gambling board, but for the tragic protagonist who inadvertently contributed to the growth of the gambling plate to a terrible form, the exotic young man who does not even have a knighthood, he has little interest in inquiry, and is willing to calm down and study the eyes of the fourth person of the young sacramental ministry, only those giants who are inextricably related to Rotonchild, and these shadow giants who stand on the map of the continent, and more or less have a pity and a regretful gaze, the four nominal masters of the heresy inquisition, the Holy Spear Column Shield, as the second choice of the former Byzantian Holy See, even if it is treason, still retains the duke status of the "gold in the gold family" Corso family, and Hai Ji is the famous "old woman" on the Jomena family tree, the current head of the Jomena family is just the younger brother of the old woman, and the reason why she left the madman Jomena is also very in line with the neuroticism of the family - she can't get used to her brother's idiot view that he has always felt that he is a cockroach, because she thinks that where he is a cockroach, he is clearly a cavitator! For this little contradiction that seems absurd to the outside world, the old woman Hai Ji, who has been a stunner for so many years, left Jomena without hesitation, chose to live alone in a foreign country, and always insisted on being a beautiful old virgin in her old age. And the child who has only recently become known, Y-Menuhin, also has a Teutonic family with deep roots in the empire behind him, so what is there about the young man named Augustine, an ordinary priest who has no saint godfather but is so pathetic that he does not like the Vatrentician?

The first time the undead knights who came out of the ground of the poems appeared in the public eye of the empire, it was Augustine who rushed to the southern Moby Dick fortress for a fat man, and now it is the second time, the horses were originally fresh war horses, but after Ulise entered the Black Swan Lake, he immediately created a group of dead war horses that matched the identity of the undead knights, wearing bright red vests, painted with the rose pattern beloved by the one-eyed dragon, and the gold balance badge, the archon originally disagreed with this, thinking that it was too gorgeous and fancy, it was simply a squander of the limited resources of the sheep's horn laboratory, but when he saw the army of the undead riding on the dead horses, I have to admit that this is more deterrent to the visual impact, when the war horse tramples on the earth, the undead in black robes with a bright red tone, all the way forward, several counties and provinces stand in the distance to join in the fun and admire the nobles, most of them are frightened and pale, I am afraid that they will remember the golden balance that the order imprints in black and red for the rest of their lives.

In the carriage, Mrs. Quentin saw Augustine crouching down and grabbing a handful of soil, and asked Queen Elizabeth, who was applying plantagenet foundation, curiously, "Does this action have a special meaning? is it an alternative magic chant?"

Little Lori, who was busy dressing herself up and was willing to go to battle, said impatiently: "Don't ask such retarded questions, if Ulise's head is full of straw, then you are even more miserable, your chest is stuffed with inferior straw! I'm in a good mood right now, I'll tell you the truth, Augustine is showing respect for the earth, there is a demigod on the top of Mount Olympia, as long as he has his feet on the ground, he has a steady stream of power, Augustine, a coward who always has to take risks, of course I hope that I can get a similar mystical shelter, the knowledge here, you woman like you who is inversely proportional to the development of the mind and the chest, will not understand, Aunt Quentin!"

Mrs. Quentin's face stiffened, and it was not a pleasant thing to be called aunt by a woman who was probably ten times her age. She had no choice but to turn her head and continue to look at Augustine, and after thinking about it, she felt that the Shaman Queen's statement was mostly true, that man, there was always some insistence full of mystery, obviously not left-handed but insisting on writing words with his left hand, every period must be solid, spinning a silver coin when thinking, using reed leaves forever for bookmarks, sleeping on a hard bed, and carrying out boring prayers every day.

Elizabeth stared at Augustine who slowly got up like Lady Quentin, in fact, her so-called truth is 108,000 miles away from the real answer, Augustine's habit of grabbing the sand originates from the unique actions of an ancient imperial gladiator after entering the arena, the founder of the Rotonchilde family, is a half-gladiator, and has grabbed the soil four hundred and twenty-three times in his life, and then this tradition is inherited intermittently by the descendants, and the last time it was officially recorded by the empire, it was the only obsidian master who died on the battlefield for the last time on the battlefield, but no one has ever been able to hear the words of the obsidian master when he grabbed the sand, and Elizabeth is no exceptionShe didn't want to share the secret with anyone, especially the idiot women who were selling their boobs around Augustine.

Lady Quentin, who was instinctively afraid of the three sacraments of the Holy Empire, couldn't help but say to herself, "Is there really a war with the Night's Watch?"

The little queen rolled her eyes and said, "The red gloves of the chief and deputy judges have quietly come to the Berriman Forest, do you think they are here to see the play? They want to take the opportunity to make a big meat patty, you are the meat filling." ”

Mrs. Quentin smiled reluctantly.

Steward Lori said disdainfully: "You can pray that the Night's Watch has a giant who likes big breasts, and you can continue to survive when the time comes, Augustine said that your pair of white rabbits are more tempting than your status as an assassin, and you have to make the most of your advantages." ”

Lady Quentin took a deep breath, looked at the little queen who was more feared than Augustine in the poem, and said softly: "Miss Elizabeth, if I die, can you tell Augustine to arrange a place for me in the Black Swan Lake Heroic Cemetery, and if so, I hope he can help me write an epitaph." ”

The Lori butler put down the foundation box, clapped her hands, and sneered as harshly as always: "What to write? A Florentine big-breasted woman rests here? You, the first to enter the order but the quality of loyalty has not been high, and the lazy woman who is often strongly despised by Augustine for sleeping lazily, is not entitled to this kind of treatment." ”

Fleeing from the Plantagenet family to the Holy Empire, from a down-and-out aristocratic lady who slowly became a puppet of order, the cat faced Elizabeth for the first time so calmly and habitually embarrassing, and said softly: "Just write a sentence 'Finally, I can stop bumps, and Meimei sleep'." ”

Butler Lori muttered and cursed, "What a sensational! If I had deliberately killed you, Augustine would have had a cold war with me for a short time." ”

Augustine, who walked in the front, looked at the angel garden, where there was a woman who was dragged into the whirlpool by him, and he exchanged with her for the first time, which was Augustine's indulgence in the true sense of the word in this world, and the little game with Lady Quentin was nothing more than a physiological catharsis, and would not affect too much the most obscure saints in the source of knighthood, Augustine was a normal man, he liked to possess, he liked to conquer, but in addition to these, just like at this time he took the initiative to stand at the forefront of the battlefield, he liked to take on the responsibility of protecting some people behind him, the most recent is the blonde boy who likes to look up at the stars, a little farther away, it is Elizabeth, and a little farther away, is a woman in a wheelchair in the eyes of a cat, in fact, Augustine does not care about many things, he can abandon Lady Quentin at any time, the entire army of the dead, or even the entire castle of poetry, if he is not the son of Obsidian, not the little Augustine who became Duke of Rotonchild, he can live very happily, as his mother said, be a slightly different nobleman, don't do anything to kill the dragon and save the princess, write some touching love poems with a quill, dance a fashionable waltz waltz with the beautiful princesses and ladies at the banquet, be an elegant scholar, have a bunch of children, sit at a long table and have dinner together, and be carefree forever until that day, The duke's father dismissed the servants, stood in the corridor of the portraits of the eleven ancestors, and called Augustine back from the monastery of Maidaiola, the most elegant man of the empire took the hand of the most beautiful wife of the empire, looked at the son who had grown tall, and asked softly: "Augustine, do you remember which ancestor I respect the most?"

In fact, there is no need for Augustine to answer, the answer is obvious, firstly, the duke used too many lyrical poems to praise, and secondly, the duke was standing under the portrait of the fourth lord of the Rotonchilde family. The Duke let go of his wife's hand, and the woman with three noble surnames smiled away, leaving the entire corridor to the two most important men of contemporary Obsidian. At that time, Augustine's church father had just died, and he was about to submit the first eight manuscripts of the Teachings in his hand to the Valien Holy See, and the Holy See, which was accustomed to canonizing saints at least two generations after the death of a great clergyman, could not wait to canonize the cardinal archbishop who had renounced the patriarchal scepter. At that time, the Empire's Orange War had been over for quite some time, and it seemed that His Majesty the Emperor had calmed the wounds caused by some grotesque acts, because it had been proven that allowing commoners to become knights instead of simple cavalry and mercantilism had brought unprecedented loyalty and wealth to the Empire, countless nobles had voluntarily given up their sovereign groups to live in big cities, the merchant aristocracy was no longer the annoying clowns at Imperial banquets, land was no longer the main income of the nobles, the Empire generally recognized the new bureaucrats with more professionalism and professional ethics, and the generals were no longer heroic but lawless kingdom double-edged swordsEven if the military minister appointed by His Majesty the Emperor has not won any medals on the battlefield, in the military council chamber, generals who disagree can beat their colleagues, but they are not allowed to stretch out their fists to the military minister, even if they spit slightly, everything shows that the Holy Empire is running wildly on the glorious road to the first power in the epic continent, but there are many potential obstacles on the road, Augustine, who has automatically studied the history of the empire since he was a child, can see it more clearly than many people and foresee the crisis, but Augustine did not feel in this world until the duke's father himself calmly recounted it, the first fear of passively and hastily pushing to the center of the stage, surrounded by fangs and thorns, his father gave him two choices: "Augustine, now you have two choices, deny obsidian and be a stable rich man, which Emperor Jupiter has given me a sincere promise. On the other way, I don't want you to go forward, inherit Obsidian, and like the fourth family master, you may die on the battlefield for the sake of Rotonchild. Your mother, she also wants you to be able to live in peace. I'm even more so. ”

On that day, Augustine learned that his father was one of the imperial scavengers, a poet man who had never worn heavy armor to fight on horseback, but was the leader of the moderate conservative party in the undercurrent of the empire, and became a neighbor with the radical leader Prince Otis, which was arranged very "humorously". Unlike the eagles of the radical Conservative Party, in the eyes of Emperor Jupiter, the moderate doves can embarrass his epoch-making strategy even more, because these great nobles are too familiar with the rules of the aristocratic game, and they know the bottom line of the empire, and on the premise of not violating the bottom line of their opponents, they bring huge obstacles to the development of the empire, such as being the commander of the local legion, the prefect of the county, the president of the high court, The court treasurers, among other people of all walks of life and positions, never explicitly opposed the will of His Majesty the Emperor, but were happy to create a little "inaction" for the reform of the empire under the honorable premise of protecting the vital interests of their families For the resistance of the radicals, the emperor with far-reaching vision and iron will directly use force and conspiracy to strangle and encroach, the reason why the Black Rose Knights of Prince Odis withered was that without the instruction of the master of the Imperial Palace, how could those great captains of the Great Army, who were extremely afraid of His Royal Highness, dare to stand by and watch the children of war crush the incomparably dazzling black rose? Who is Otis? When he was young, he beat the former crown prince and now His Majesty the Emperor several times, and the members of the royal family who teased and made the current queen cry, a man who was so powerful that the Titans paid the lives of several highest-ranking necromancers to curse him, and he didn't care about the throne of the Holy Empire at all, and the only knight among the six holy coffin knights of the empire who did not wear a great armor, said a rampant crazy thing to the succeeding Emperor Jupiter: "I give you this tattered position." But the crown of war, to me. ”

In the portrait corridor, when the duke received his son's reply, he said sentimentally: " There is only one father and one son here, and I can tell you that His Majesty the Emperor is not a king who is so forgiving on the surface, of course he is very wise, but there is not a grain of sand in his eyes, and when you hand over a large stack of reports I have written, it means that the Rottonchilde family has not only been removed from the nobility, but also set up twenty-four enemies with ancient origins, today they are all allies of the Rottonchildshire family, but tomorrow, they may assassinate you in a rage, Lao Piping, the Obsidian Knight, and even everyone who has anything to do with the Rottonchild。 And the emperor will only give you a small amount of protection to ensure that you do not die in the early stage, and when he thinks of what kind of pawn you have become, his limited commitment will automatically end, and your survival is equivalent to dedication to the empire, fighting for him on the battlefield opened up by His Majesty the Emperor, you die, and the emperor also completes the deal with the Rothonchildshire family. And once you are strong enough to surprise him, there will also be danger, I believe that as long as the emperor has the ability, he will be willing to bulldoze the most disobedient sacramental ministry and replace it with a batch of more docile and well-behaved puppets, so I regret to say that in the future, Augustine, your real enemy is His Majesty the Emperor. ”

Augustine said softly, "I will continue to fight against the Empire and ally with the Emperor on your behalf." However, I will be loyal to the empire that raised the obsidian, and I will never be loyal to the emperor. ”

The duke's voice was hoarse, and he said slowly: "Little Augustine, you have really grown up. ”

Augustine asked with red eyes, "Father, do you regret being friends with the emperor in the first place?"

The Duke shook his head and patted Augustine on the shoulder, "Your mother has a lot more to say to you. ”

Augustine turned his head to look at his mother who was standing quietly at the end of the corridor, and walked over quickly, the Duchess pulled up her son, who had grown tall enough to look at him, with a relieved smile on her face, and the two sat on the stairs very rudely, Madame helped Augustine's position wipe off the dust that did not actually exist, but the mothers in the world are like this, many seemingly meaningless little things are willing to do it tirelessly, without asking for anything in return, mother and son sat shoulder to shoulder on the luxurious carpet spread on the stairs, she turned her head and carefully stared at every detail of her son's face, nearly ten years in the monastery of Maidaiola, a whole ten years, she only saw it several times during this period, how could she see enough, I always feel that my beloved son has grown up secretly, and look, he has grown a beard, but as a mother, she has not done many trivial things that she longed for when she was a girl, such as at that time, she always imagined that she would shave her future son, take him to meet her grandparents, and watched him suffer for a certain girl, peeking at the love letters written by his son to the girl, haha, I think it is interesting to think about it, but it seems to be too late, she said softly:" Augustine, just as the great heresy in the history of religion is often the most devout believer in God, the Rotonchild family, who will be branded as a traitor, is the most loyal family to the empire, don't blame your father, everything he does, is love for this empire, because the root of obsidian is here. The Rudolph family is the scavengers of His Majesty the Emperor, and Rottonchild is not, so one day in the future the truth will come out, and if someone laughs at Obsidian as a lackey of His Majesty the Emperor, I hope you can refute these people. Your father may have told you a lot just now, but there is one thing you will definitely forget, and that is that he has always felt that he is not a father who can be proud of his son. ”

Augustine pursed his lips and did not speak.

The Duchess fell into remembrance and smiled softly: "I was born in a family of dragon-slayers, but maybe I have seen too many warriors with blood-stained hands, and I don't want to find a husband like this, because no matter how brave he is, he will not surpass your grandfather." The first time I met your father was in an early spring street of Oguga plane trees, I met a shy young man, he saw a blind man sitting on the side of the street begging, and when he saw that countless passers-by were unwilling to help the old man, this young man took a wooden board, took a charcoal pen and wrote a sentence on it. I felt it when winter was gone, and I could not see it when spring came', and then countless people volunteered to pay for this sentence, and the kind man quietly left, and I believed that this was my husband, and that I would be willing to beg with him even if he fell to the point of becoming a beggar in the future. Over the years, your father has always said how he pursued me at the beginning, but it was not like this, I pursued him at that time, you see, he was so gentle, I remember the first time he officially met your grandfather, your proud grandfather asked him very contemptuously, why did you marry my daughter, your father took my hand, and calmly said that although I only have a quill, I can not only write poetry. When you come to the Holy Empire, your family is certainly not the richest, but it is certainly the most willing to give respect to servants, have you ever seen your father roll up his sleeves to deliver the young horses of the serf's family before, he was really handsome at that time, Augustine, you will become such a man in the future, okay? No matter how hard you are or how glorious you are, you must not lose your heart full of respect for the world, the starry sky above your head, the earth under your feet, and the morality of your heart, the three most neglected things, all of which deserve our sincere respect. ”

Augustine nodded heavily.

She touched her son's head and smiled: "Your father said that in the future, we will write our epitaph, and he has always believed that if you become a poet, you will be better than him." ”

Augustine bowed his head.

The Duchess put her arms around her son and sighed: "Live well, no matter what, you have to live, not for your parents and family, not for the empire, only for yourself." This is a mother's greatest wish for her son. ”

As dawn approached that day, Augustine walked into the secret passage under the leadership of the butler Lao Piping and went to the prince's mansion together, and saw Pandora in a wheelchair in the astrological building of Dracula's Tooth, and the old prince holding a wheelchair, and Pandora's father, Prince Otis as the leader of the radical faction, has been secretly arrested, for which the empire used two of the six knights of the holy coffin, plus two St. Mor Stone Sword Saints and several magic sages, the hunchbacked old prince saw Augustine, did not show too much loneliness, just pushed the wheelchair into Augustine's hands, and said: "Pandora will be handed over to you for protection in the future, and I won't pay you anything, but this is an order!"

Augustine didn't have any superfluous words, but said firmly: "Good." ”

At dawn, Augustine travels for the first time to the city of Jupiter, the heart of the empire that will hate him for a long time to come, with the Teachings and a letter of informance.

Next, the treason of the Rotonchild family was revealed.

The Duke chose the most timid acquiescence in the face of the conviction of the mighty jury.

Gallows.

Die for love.

Obsidian Blossom launched a heroic revenge against His Majesty the Emperor.

The enemies of the Rothonchild family also began to act, such as the death of the children of the old Piping, a tragedy that is just one of countless bright red episodes. The bigger the family, the more desolate it becomes, and the more the dust it raises stings the eyes.

A humble cemetery with a pair of less lonely tombstones next to each other, one of which bears the name of the imperial poet, and two Quralan words engraved under the name: the heart of the heart.

Another tombstone bears the full name of a woman, and under the name is engraved a string of Oguga languages: "No one loves the man around me more than I do."

The cemetery is full of obsidian flowers.

The grave keeper is a lame uncle who often drinks alcohol.

Was Augustine lucky? Of course, he was born into the Rotonchild family and was the heir to Obsidian. There is a mysterious family magic teacher. There are two of the most eye-catching parents in the empire. There is a church father of saints.

Of course, in his early twenties, he began to bear the yoke of the children of traitors, his parents died, the magic teacher only led the way, and the godfather's legacy attracted the jealousy and hatred of the Vatlantican and the Holy See, and he became enemies of countless families and fought against the three sacramental ministries. When I was a child, I mischievously asked the female magic teacher if she was the protagonist of this world, but the reply was sad: no, there are countless people who are more like the protagonist than you. Now, this young man who can't be the protagonist is on the blacklist of enemies in his heart, there is the chief secretary of state, Queen Goscher, there is the magnate of the sacramental ministry, there are two cardinals, there are forty-two families, as I said to Miss Russell, the number one enemy, is the almost omniscient and all-powerful Emperor Jupiter, this enemy, he can't even tell anyone, the poor egg Augustine, the poor Augustine, the coward Augustine, always like those simple people around him to live happily. He liked Jane in the dark castle of poetry far more than Juliet and Agatha, he liked the rough and academically gifted Miss Russell he met by chance, and he liked little Hall, who only had ideals in the field of magic, not because of how smart they were, how much they were worth to themselves, but for them, but because of their simplicity, which happened to be lacking in Augustine.

As Augustine, who was standing on the edge of the Angel Garden, raised his arm slightly, the blonde boy Ares began to put on the mask of redemption, the Lich King Naples intertwined his hands with a large number of Satan's children, and the army of the undead, led by Ted, the Coffin of the Immortal of Hell and the Knight of the Dead Sea, Descartes, dismounted and drew their swords.