Chapter XXXVII
In fact, Bishop Ronis has always called on countries to unite to form an alliance against the Necromantic Guild. Unfortunately, this plan has never been implemented.
Although the Necromantic Guild is notorious among the people, no national leader or politician would feel that it is a group of villains that must be eliminated. At the end of the day, they're just playing with weird magic and acting secretively. Even if you occasionally kill people and turn into zombie skeletons, they are nothing compared to the people killed in the suppression of a peasant revolt, a friction between small countries, a coup d'Γ©tat, and so on.
Moreover, the Holy See also seems strange in its attitude towards the Necromantic Guild. Although he has always expressed hostility towards this evil organization, he has only 'expressed' and has never taken any real action. Bishop Ronis has submitted proposals to the Pope on more than one occasion to exterminate the Necronomical Guild, but there are always various reasons for stillbirth.
However, there are probably objective reasons for this attitude. The Church itself does not have enough fighting power to mobilize the various state apparatus to fight in battle. And the Diya Valley is surrounded by the Wyvern Desert and the Shadow Swirl Mountains, making it extremely difficult for even a seasoned adventurer to reach, let alone an army. It is rumored that every necromancer in it is a top-notch magician, and no national leader wants to trouble these people without anything.
On the contrary, there was an ambitious monarch who once wanted to win over this group of mysterious hermit magicians to help him dominate the world, and sent an envoy of famous diplomats to visit him with grand and rich gifts.
Unexpectedly, this group of peace ambassadors who had set foot in the land of death actually returned safely. Not only did they bring back the gifts they had brought with them, but they also brought them back gifts that were said to have been given to him by the necromancers. These gifts were all priceless works of art and jewelry, ten times more valuable than the gifts the king had told them to bring. Just as the monarch was delighted and ashamed of these unexpected gains, the envoys, who had seemed to be extremely normal, suddenly stepped forward and twisted off the king's head alive, and before the guards and ministers could react, they actually twisted off their own heads again. Then the headless envoys dipped their heads in blood and wrote a few large characters on the floor of the main hall. This horrific scene is said to have scared half the people present at the time crazy.
It's okay, don't bother us.
This is the message that the worldly masters of the Valley of Diya convey to the world through their unique means.
Since then, no one has dared to raise the idea of having anything to do with it. This shows how difficult it is for Bishop Ronis to form a coalition against them.
But it is imperative. So Bishop Ronis also prepared a plan, and the stage of this plan is the upcoming royal hunting convention in the royal capital.
The Royal Hunt was originally just a private leisure event for the Guffenhardt royal family. There is a large area of forest and grassland in the southwest of the royal capital, which is an excellent hunting ground, and every year the emperor will bring the princes and nobles to hunt. In recent years, because of the soft personality of His Majesty the new Emperor, the diplomatic relations between the empire and the surrounding countries have gradually improved, and some time ago, he and other countries reached a consensus on Oufu and successfully resolved the dispute, and the young Geffenhardt XVII was in a good mood and invited the princes and nobles of various countries to participate in this event.
Bishop Ronis also took advantage of this time to renew the call to the leaders of various countries. As usual, he vigorously stated the dangers and ill-intentions of the Necromantic Guild, and explained that there were all kinds of signs that they would increase their strength and even endanger the entire continent, and called on everyone to unite to annihilate it. The reaction of the countries is still to regard this appeal as the paranoia and excesses peculiar to religious people, and out of respect for this respected old man, they will not refuse it to their faces, but only politely use diplomatic rhetoric to prevaricate.
The plan of this hunt is the beginning of all plans, and it needs to be carefully arranged and carried out with very skillful communication means. These things are undoubtedly not suitable for such a noble and noble status as Lord Bishop, and the Academy of Magic really can't find such a talent. Just at this time, a friend of Bishop Ronis returned to the royal capital, so the Bishop asked Asa to go to him for help.
This man was the most famous figure in the Ironfast Empire. His fame and traces even transcend national borders, and no one on the entire continent dares to match him.
When he was young, he was the most infatuated nobleman, and he once ran and died dozens of the best horses for a woman he liked, interspersed with werewolves in the wild highlands at that time, just to give her a strange flower unique to the Sandface Mountains that she wanted to see. He is also the most slippery and unruly prodigal, and during the day he swears with the innocent girl Shan Menghai, and at night he charters the entire brothel and the prostitutes to indulge in a carnival. He is also the most lethal dream lover, the most elegant disciple, and the prince charming with a demonic mysterious charm. Countless aristocratic women trained themselves in a frenzied manner, and in order to make themselves thinner, with a taller nose and sexier eyes, they did not hesitate to ask priests and clever butchers to do both knife healing, all for the opportunity to dance with him at the ball and make him remember his name.
Later, he became interested in theology and magic, and entered the Academy of Magic. At that time he was a well-known theologian and invincible in theological debates. But he was still a blasphemous to the devotional faithful, and it is said that he had indecently discussed with prostitutes and prostitutes how the famous virgin named Mary had given birth to her son from nowhere.
He has always been a talented writer. He wrote a collection of poems that even the most discerning people admired, and even the Royal Theatre performed his plays. He is a maverick artist who despises the world. I once spent a lot of money to sell a lot of precious artworks to set up an exhibition, and then smashed those things in front of the public, saying that they were fake, and then put one of my huge paintings on the once priceless fragments, saying that this is the real art. This move caused all the artists to cut ties with him forever β it was an extremely realistic painting of a woman's nakedness, alongside a hymn he had written called 'The Gate of the World'.
But the strangest thing about this man's deeds is that he was friends with Bishop Ronis.
No matter what the fate of these two people with very different personalities is, it is indeed incredible that they can not repel each other. It is probably that such a prodigal also has deep and obscure feelings in his heart, or maybe the bishop may not be completely so old-fashioned and deep. And objectively speaking, the Bishop also has a lot of places to rely on this versatile and complex friend, for example, now.
This is definitely a wonderful, weird, and mysterious person. But when Asa went to find him, he was in a very unnatural mood. Because he is the famous Marquis of Inham Elny. According to the generation and family rules, the nominal head of the Ernie family, Clauvis's father.
But what is certain is that the relationship between this father and son is absolutely strange. The completely different personalities and values are excellent proof of this, and it is said that Clauvis did not see this noble father at his wedding. Although the titular head of the family was despised and ostracized in the Ernie family, it was almost inconceivable that the father did not attend his son's wedding, according to aristocratic etiquette.
Asa came to the Marquis' Palace. It is not conspicuous compared to the many official residences of the royal capital, and it is even a little shabby, which is in stark contrast to the grandeur of the Duke's Palace. After Asa identified the old man who opened the door, the old man took him in directly, and met the Marquis in a very simple living room.
As soon as Asa saw the Marquis, he understood that Clauvis's handsomeness was a trait inherited from his father. But the temperament of the two fathers and sons is completely different. The Marquis had a somewhat thin face, deep and melancholy eyes that were very good-looking, a straight nose, and thin lips that could smile at any time, and he must have been a handsome and charming man when he was young, but now he blended a mature temperament with a flying charm. This is definitely a person who can attract others at first glance, and no matter how many times you look at it, you won't get bored.
Asa nodded to the Marquis and said, "Lord Marquis, I have come to discuss something with you on the orders of Bishop Ronice. β
"Your courtesy is not proper, it is completely perfunctory. The Marquis's long eyebrows were lifted upwards, which seemed to be a bit too delicate for a man.
Asa was stunned.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a reckless, unpretentious clergyman. There was a smile in the marquis's eyes. He had a pair of young eyes, even if he was over forty years old, there was no sign of old age on them, not even the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and he smiled very beautifully. He was very generous in expressing his affection for Asa. "I like people like you. β
Asa actually blushed a little. Under normal circumstances, he is rarely embarrassed even when facing girls.
"Alright. Let's go to the study and talk. The Marquis patted Asa on the shoulder, naturally like an old friend for many years, without the slightest artificiality. "Since Bishop Ronis has asked you to come to me, it means that you must be someone he trusts very much, and you are probably talking about something that he cannot solve. β
In the study, the Marquis sighed after listening to Bishop Ronice's plan: "I can't imagine that my noble and noble friend must also use the dirty methods used by these politicians....." he smiled charmingly at Assa. "But I'm sure he must have had a noble reason, like light and justice, right?"
Asa didn't know what to do with this strange exclamation that directly denounced the Bishop's 'dirty'. I had to make a vague sigh.
The Marquis pondered for a moment, and then looked a little excited. "You know, the plays I used to write are classics of the Royal Theatre, but one of the regrets is that I haven't directed a real play yet. Isn't this a good opportunity now? What kind of set and scene can compare to the big stage of reality, which is the real flesh-and-blood art? He winked at Asa and nodded a little smugly. "You wait and see. β
Asa looked at his energetic expression and couldn't help asking, "Did you really study at the Academy of Magic?" or the best genius and the most famous theologian?" According to his previous experience, the more he read, the more he learned, the more hateful and dumbfounded he must become, but the Marquis was completely different, his every smile, movement, tone and voice seemed to be full of his heartfelt feelings, full of life but not superficial at all.
"Definitely not a great student. The Marquis spread his hands and said, "I am expelled." β
"Oh? Why?"
"Because I accuse them of having the breasts carved out of the Lady completely wrong. β
"What's wrong?"
"The Virgin Mother has breasts that only a woman with a very happy sex life has, which is of course wrong. The Marquis said in the tone of an expert, very unevenly.
"And so they fired you?" Asa was very upset about the Marquis, an excellent senior of the Academy of Magic.
The Marquis said innocently: "They will not listen to my advice, so I will have to do it myself." I broke all the breasts of the statues of the Virgin in the cathedral and several other places, and then re-pinched the breasts of a virgin with flour. They fired me. β
"Hahaha...," Asa laughed. He was sure that the Academy of Magic must have done this for the sake of the Elnie family's face, and if it weren't for this illustrious family, this daring senior would have paid the price for his insight at the stake.
After talking about business, the two continued to chat in the study for a while, and then they were already familiar and affectionate like good friends for many years. The Marquis was very appreciative of Asa, a priest who had been temporarily promoted and could not even memorize holy books, saying that those serious and well-behaved clergy were nothing more than lumps of wood, and that only a man like him, who had an unrestrained sense of true temperament at a glance, would improve the dull atmosphere of the Academy of Magic. And Asa thinks this person is too cute and amiable. Maybe the reason why Clauis is so annoying is probably because the father is reluctant to pass on these lovely places to him.
Before he knew it, it was evening, Asa was leaving, and the Marquis sent him out.
On the way, the Marquis suddenly said: "Although I am a little sorry for you, but out of my sense of beauty, there is one thing I must say." β
Asa frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"
The Marquis sighed and said, "Do you know, this clergyman's clothes are so unaesthetically pleasing and incongruous to you that they are stranger than the light gauze skirts of the meat sellers. β
"Oh, I really don't know how to get dressed. Asa couldn't help but look down at herself. This originally solemn and solemn clergy uniform he just put on his body casually, just like wearing pajamas.
"It's not about dressing. "The Marquis's eyes radiate the brilliance of the artist, and the gestures show the demeanor of the poet. "It's temperament. Personality and vitality are combined with the momentum that emanates from the inside out, and cannot be affected by clothes or any other external objects. The smell of your body doesn't match the dull religion," he said, looking at Asa. "Naturally honest and unaware or unwilling to hide and suppress, if you have to say the right career for you..... Probably a hooligan or a robber. β
Asa let out a laugh that didn't fit his solemn identity. With this man, he found himself smiling more than ever and having fun.
The Marquis immediately stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers full of character. "You see, this kind of bold laughter is clearly the patent of the heroes of the green forest. Fools who memorize holy books must never laugh so heartily. β
"I'm sorry. The Marquis said with a sudden sigh.
"What?" Asa didn't understand.
"I came back too late. It's too late to spoil that ugly marriage. The Marquis's eyes were full of apologies. "A good girl like Miss Mlak should definitely marry someone like you, not my goofy goose son. β
Asa looked at him dumbfounded and embarrassed, which was not what a father should say anyway.
"Duke Mrak and the members of my family are vulgar and powerful animals, and even the farmers who have been hoeing all their lives are more beautiful than them. They don't know that in such an ugly world, only pure love between men and women is the only beautiful thing. And it is so ugly that they should destroy the love between two young people who have such a beautiful sense for the sake of power and money. The head of the family used the poet's feelings and tone to aggravate his daughter-in-law and his daughter-in-law's lover.
Asa only listened blankly, and what he said at this time did not seem quite appropriate.
"She is a very good girl, but it is a pity that she was born in the most hated and tacky aristocratic family. But if there is anything more hated and tacky in this world than a noble family, it is a wealthy aristocratic family. And she just got married again, and she was bound by those inexplicable family rules and couldn't even go out easily..... what a pity. The Marquis suddenly put his head into Asa's ear and whispered. "She should be in her room over there now, would you like to go and see her? I can take them all away.....
"No, no, no. Asa hurriedly waved his hand in refusal.
"That's right. It's better to let her participate in our wonderful drama as well. Let her see how the person he likes becomes a hero. Suddenly, the Marquis made a bolder suggestion.
"I'm afraid it's inconvenient, isn't it?" said Asa.
The marquis smiled on his chest, graceful and confident, making people feel that this was just an elegant little thing to do, and his hand slapped on Asa's shoulder, this momentum and demeanor made him unable to refuse: "Don't worry, leave everything to me, it will be very wonderful and interesting." β