Buried in the wizarding world, Constantine didn't pay much attention to the attitude of the knights of the guards, and even if he knew, he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

A few days later, on a quiet morning, Constantine stepped out of the carriage and came to a clearing not far from the convoy camp.

Looking around, he found that the camp was stationed in a very remote valley, surrounded by a lush forest, in which the sound of a stream could be faintly heard, and several knights stood under the trees to patrol, and in such a wilderness, their expressions showed no sign of relaxation.

Constantine frowned, it stands to reason that as the one in the carriage, in any corner of the Holy Empire, he deserves the most respectful treatment, and the priests and nobles in those places are probably eager to put their noses in the carriage to offer their courtesy.

Along the way, however, the convoy had never entered any of the cities of Hulan Province for repair, and the routes chosen had been intentionally or unintentionally circumvented in crowded places, as if to avoid attracting attention.

"The convoy had been attacked a while ago, and if she wasn't an idiot, she should have stayed in Richelieu or something, and to do that was to kill her. Constantine thought silently, "But if she did this, does it mean that she doesn't trust some people in the Church and the Empire at all, or is she overconfident in her own strength, or both?"

If it's the former, it means she's a cautious person, but even then, it's a bit too risky. Constantine began to talk to himself.

"If it is the latter, I can only pray that the time will not be devoted to the burial of this idiot, dear Royal Highness, as your personal priest, I sincerely hope that your overflowing sense of justice and inflated self-confidence will not kill the gallant knights under you, as a hunter, I am only good at making corpses, and collecting corpses is not my forte. ”

Although he can memorize the canon backwards, for a young man who has countless bloody experiences buried under the snow-white robe, the two words that smell of sour rot are no different from flies in the sewer, and when necessary, he will pinch these two flies to death with his own hands.

A figure in knight's costume came to Constantine, and the guard said to the young monk with a blank face: "Father, Your Highness invites you to her carriage. ”

The carriage inside the carriage was very luxurious, with wooden tables, wooden chairs, sofas, and a crimson carpet covering the entire floor, and a delicate golden crown carved into the floor.

Behind the crown are two pairs of splayed snow-white wings that wrap around the crown, the emblem of the Imperial royal family, the Gryphants, in a sense, symbolizing a certain delicate relationship between divine power and royal power in the ancient kingdom of the Holy Empire.

With a glance, Constantine shifted his gaze to the owner of this luxurious carriage.

It was a beautiful girl, with shoulder-length blond hair, pupils as pure and bright as emerald, and a blue and white classical silk dress, which was obviously the style of centuries ago, without gorgeous embroidery patterns, and the snow-white skirt was jagged, blindly plain and simple, exuding a fresh and masculine taste.

The woman in the sky-blue court dress was sitting on a chair with her chin propped up, staring intently at a book, her face was sickly pale, and two young girls stood beside her, and the magic lamp made of high-purity spars on the table emitted a soft halo, reflecting the woman's beautiful face.

Holding the magic book, Constantine walked into the carriage under the guidance of a maid, and the moment he saw the other party, he knew that this woman was the target of the trip.

A series of information flashed through his mind: the Fourth Empress of the Empire, the Governor of Baines Province, the future saint of the Radiant Holy See, the genius magician of the Royal Academy, the youngest divine servant in history, any one of these titles was enough to make her stand on the heights that countless people would look up to for a lifetime, and they all converged under the same name: Diana Gryphant.

"The moon of Olympia. "This is the name of the legendary princess throughout the Holy Empire.

"Good day, Your Royal Highness. Constantine bent down respectfully, frowning imperceptibly, and glanced at a corner of the carriage.

"I didn't expect that the personal priest assigned to me by Lord Cicero was such a young monk, and I thought that the person who appeared in front of me would be an old-fashioned old man!" Diana raised her head and smiled, "Good day, Constantine, as far as I know, you seem to be the youngest shepherd in the history of Augustine's seminary." ”

"Your Highness, the glory is above, and it seems to me that this Lamb whom the Lord has led me is too good, and I, the shepherd, will be dwarfed by it. Constantine complimented quietly, his tone and demeanor were very well controlled, neither humble nor arrogant, and it was very comfortable to fall on the ears of the listener.

"It's okay to call me Diana, the archbishop arranged for you to enter the Royal Academy with me to study magic, so you can be considered my classmate, so you don't have to be so polite. ”

"With all due respect, I've been studying magic these days, and I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer to explain the canon to you. Constantine said abruptly, pointing to the magic book in his hand.

"It's rare that you actually take the initiative to learn magic!" Diana raised her eyebrows slightly, "As far as I know, the vast majority of priests don't seem to be interested in magic!"

"Actually, I think that even the divine magic bestowed on the believers by the Lord of Radiance is not inherently out of the realm of magic, perhaps, it is the magic of the gods, of course, this is just a little foolish opinion on my part. ”

"Interestingly, His Excellency St. Ingres said something similar: 'The so-called gods are nothing but casters who stand higher than us. 'What do you think?' said Diana with a slightly meaningful look in her eyes.

"The Lord is among all beings, what you are, what is the light in your eyes, but there is a good saying, when people think about the Lord, the Lord will laugh, Your Highness, I privately think that the true meaning of magic is to make people feel the depth and grandeur of the world created by the Lord, so that all beings can learn to be humble, not because they have seen a corner of the temple of truth and are conceited. Constantine put on a serious face.

"Taught, Father. The princess said softly, "It seems that even as a patron of radiance, there is still a lot to learn." ”

After dozens of minutes of negotiation, Constantine said goodbye to the princess, and he even asked the other party for a few spells from the "Encyclopedia of Divine Magic" halfway, showing an open and studious appearance.

"You still can't underestimate these royal guys. Constantine tucked a sketch into the book, and in just a few minutes of asking for advice, he was able to appreciate the princess's strong knowledge of magic.

Having made rapid progress in magic, he now roughly judged that this girl, who looked less than twenty years old, would definitely have the ability to win a Golden Balance Badge based on theoretical knowledge alone, which was already the level of a high-level magician.

And Constantine learned before that even in the Holy Empire, which is rich in magicians, there are no more than 10,000 mages in this class, and the average age is about forty years old, which once again proves the unparalleled talent of the gods.

Inside the carriage.

Diana waved the two maids behind her to step down, and then slammed her index finger on the table as if inadvertently, "Mr. Victor, you can show up." ”

In the shadow of a corner, a middle-aged man in a black robe slowly stepped out, he was wearing a scarlet cloak, with snow-white gloves, gloves and cloak painted with a magic circle, and a dark gold cross on his forehead, if Constantine was still around, he would definitely recognize this as the emblem of the Holy See Inquisition.

The middle-aged man from the darkest institution of the Holy See is one of the Grand Inquisitors, and as we all know, there are three Grand Inquisitors in the Inquisition, whose names are synonymous with death for the many heretical beings hiding in the shadow of the Glorious Holy See.

As one of the three chief judges, Victor is actually much older than he seems, more than eighty years old, and this number is still at the bottom of the three chief judges.

"I won't say polite words, let's get to the point, Mr. Victor, how many members of Lucifer did he dispatch to kill me?"

"As far as I know, all the heretics in the northern part of the empire have been activated, and although there are people within the Inquisition who have deliberately concealed it, according to the information accumulated by the Night's Watch in the Northlands for many years, the most likely participant in this operation in Huland's province is the Twelfth Stewart of 'Lucifer'. The middle-aged man's voice was as cold as ice, in stark contrast to the fiery killing intent that permeated his pupils. "Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that the powerful bloodline who attacked you a few days ago may appear. ”

"Stewart, the great knight who defected to the empire twenty years ago was actually him, and I didn't expect him to become a member of Lucifer. Diana sighed softly.

"What else?"

"If you want to hear worse news, it's okay to say it, my men have detected a ' near Hulan City." The traces of Lucifer's members, and the lack of action of Governor Hulan, proves that your suspicion is correct, Your Highness, your royal brother's cronies must have reached some kind of agreement with the heretics, or at least acquiesced in their actions, with the secret permission of this great man, in the short ten days that you have been asleep, the heretics of the entire northern part of the empire have poured here, and if you continue to maintain your current course, it will not be long before you will witness a grand feast of darkness. Victor recounted indifferently.

"It seems that there are many people who don't want me to return to the imperial capital alive. Diana pushed the book aside, and after hearing the shocking news, her face remained the same, "It stands to reason that the Inquisition could not have been unaware of such a major move, why are you only telling me now? Could it be that in addition to my imperial brother, there are also people in your Inquisition who want to be against me?"

"In addition to me, the other two Grand Inquisitors have made it clear that they oppose you becoming the next Holy Lady of the Holy See, although they will not take the initiative to attack you, but it is not a problem to make some small moves in secret, and for those two rotten old wastes, as long as it is in their interests, they will not hesitate to cooperate with the glorious enemy. Victor sarcastically said.

"What about the little friar, which side is he?

"I have checked his resume, he entered the Augustinian seminary two years ago, and passed Cicero's examination with exceptional results, Bishop Cicero is loyal to his glorious cause, and is happy to see you become a saint, and he should have no problem choosing a priest for you. Victor said, then frowned, "However, I don't think he is simple, and when he entered this carriage, he seemed to be aware of my presence, which is not something that ordinary people can do, although he disguised it well at the time." ”

"He's also quite a fan of magic, and although he's a bit old-fashioned, he's funny, and he's pretty good-looking, so he's a good shepherd, but it's a pity!" Diana shook her head.