In the headquarters of the Holy Knights, a man was pushing away the people who were in front of him and questioning him, and rushed straight to the room of the paladin leader.

'Pound', the sturdy wooden door was kicked open by the man. Some of the surrounding swordsmen were already drawing their swords, but Captain Rodhart, who was reviewing the documents inside, didn't seem to care too much when he saw this extremely rude person, and nodded to him very friendly: "You're back." ”

The swordsmen had just breathed a sigh of relief, and finally someone recognized this man as a priest of the church. But the priest rushed forward and slapped the friendly Captain Rodhart in the face. The slap sent him flying, and he fell to the ground crookedly, and the papers in his hand were scattered all over the sky.

With a 'choking' sound, the swordsmen all drew their swords in their hands,

Rodhart got up from the ground. Half of his face was completely swollen, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he remained as calm as ever, waved his hand to his swordsmen, and ordered: "All go out, close the door, and don't come in without my orders." ”

The swordsmen were all in the doorway, and before they could react, the priest kicked the captain in the face again. The captain of the dignified Holy Knights had no intention of resisting at all, but stood up again, wiped the nosebleeds that were bleeding incessantly, and still commanded his subordinates with great majesty: "Did you not hear my orders? Go out, close the door, and do not enter without my orders, and do not let anyone else know about this place." ”

The captain's order was absolute, and the swordsmen had to withdraw, and when they closed the door, they saw their captain take another punch in the head and stomach.

"Have you had enough?" Rodhart asked lightly, his face swollen, his head broken, and his mouth and nose bleeding, but his gentle and kind demeanor did not seem to be affected in the slightest.

Asa grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up against the wall, glared at him and asked coldly, "I just came from the square, so that's the solution you said?"

"Yes, that's it, it's just that. Rodhart's face was as calm as his voice. "All the Airy officials knew that they had framed us, and they all knew that I had sent them back, so they couldn't let them go, they could only kill them. And only by bringing them the charge of killing the ministers of the Imperial Mission, and killing them by means of trial in the royal capital, can we completely clear the suspicion. If we save them, we will not be able to save ourselves, and our future and the plans of Bishop Ronis will be ruined. You know how important that is. This is the only way to do that, as the Bishop said. ”

"Bishop Ronis also knows about this?" Asa asked.

Rodhard nodded: "Just the day before yesterday, I went to ask the bishop when I came back......"

When Clauis and Asa left the group, Rodhart immediately ordered his troops to advance at full speed, and it took only three days to rush back to the royal capital.

Along the way, he was the supreme commander of the army, and he could meet and talk to those fellow villagers whenever he wanted. But Rodhart didn't do that, he didn't dare, because he already knew how to solve the matter. Bishop Ronis had already given some hints before he went to Airy, which happened to be used to solve the current situation.

This is what must be done if this is to be solved. But he was still a young man of twenty years old after all, after all, he had always felt guilty about those fellow countrymen. There wasn't much time for him to choose, and he had to make his choice as soon as possible.

He arranged for his troops to stay outside the city for the time being, and first went into the city alone to go to the Academy of Magic to meet Bishop Ronice.

Bishop Ronis had just received the report from Airy, and he was very happy and excited. Although the person who wrote the report did not know what the strange phenomena were, he could guess the development of the situation from the descriptions. Even he didn't expect that the infidel incident there would be a ghost of the Necromancy Guild, and he didn't expect that they would find a way to break the Sunwell Barrier that countless magicians had been helpless for thousands of years, but the most unexpected thing was that Asa himself could solve this dangerous matter perfectly.

The destruction of the Whispering Forest is also just right, the elves in it who can't eat the ancient are the most difficult to communicate, without their hindrance, the Tulaone Forest is more likely to accept its alliance treaty, and Asa has protected the leaves of the World Tree and a surviving elf, this performance should be enough to eliminate all the scruples and hostility of the elves.

The rest is the work within the empire. Bishop Ronis was not very fond of politics, because he was already in such a special position, and he really had little interest in power, which he regarded as nothing more than confusing ordinary people. But the fact is that no matter how high and great you are, as long as you want to do things in this world, you must deal with ordinary people, and you must use ordinary people to solve the problems of ordinary people. To form an alliance that unites other races and nations against the Necromantic Guild must not be left unconsidered.

Now that the Erni family has collapsed in the imperial political arena, the rest of the military is nothing more than soldiers with little ambition or means, such as Duke Mrak.

The duke is extremely ambitious, and his means are even more clever, and it is inevitable that he will come to this point, and he will naturally not allow the rise of other forces under the cover of the sky with one hand, and he will definitely interfere in the matter of Bishop Ronis's alliance to be established. But Bishop Ronis was not worried about this, he was like a master hermit, and if he did not make a move, he would have done it with amazing results, and after consulting with his friend Inham, he had already taken a small measure a few days ago, just waiting to see the amazing results.

But at this time, Rodhart came to see him with a strange look, which made him feel an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, what Rodhart reported was indeed serious. He couldn't have imagined that Asa would hide such a thing from him all the time, so that he was completely unprepared. And in such a situation, if Duke Mrak catches the handle, it means that all efforts will be in vain immediately.

"What should I do now, Lord Bishop?" asked Rodhart, in a voice desperate for revelation.

Bishop Ronis looked him in the eye and said, "What do you think you should do?"

"I ..... I do not know. Rodhart bowed his head.

"You know. Bishop Ronice's candle-lit eyes made the meaning of Rodhart's every move clear. "The look of pain on your face tells me that you actually know, that you just don't dare to make a choice. ”

"Yes, I don't dare to choose, and I can't choose. Rodhart looked lost and distressed. "I owe them a lot, I shouldn't ..... anymore"

"Don't dare?" the Bishop keenly grasped the two words, and immediately understood Rodhart's thoughts. "There is never a 'should' or shouldn't be done in the world, only whether you want to do it or not, and whether you have the ability to do it. He sighed deeply. "Justice, light also has a price and needs to be sacrificed. Kindness and compassion are absolutely the most precious, but sometimes you have to give up if you look at it in the long run, because there are more lives and happiness waiting for you to save in the far end of the world...... I won't interfere in this matter, you choose, do it in your own way. Whatever choice you have, I won't blame you. Having said this, the Bishop finally added. "Because I know that you are a sane person, and a person who does great things, and knows what is important. ”

"Know the ..... of importance" Asa muttered. Strange looks. Because he didn't know what expression to use.

"Yes. Take one thing with another. That's all we can do. Rodhart's nose was still bleeding, his mouth was broken, his eyes were blue, and his flaxen hair was disheveled, but he didn't look embarrassed at all. "It's also for your future. Bishop Ronis said that there are many important things to do in the future, and this sacrifice is inevitable. ”

"Future?" Asa sneered. Throw Rodhart on the ground. "Take your time and do your big things. Lao Tzu didn't want to do it for a long time. ”

In the Academy of Magic. Bishop Ronis and the three archpriests are receiving Bishop Adela from the teleportation circle.

Bishop Adela is one of the cardinal archbishops of the Church like Bishop Ronis, but unlike Bishop Ronis, who sits alone in the Empire, he serves at the Pope's side, and in a way, is a close confidant of His Majesty the Pope.

Bishop Adela is a young man in his thirties. The temperament is elegant and generous, and the appearance is also very good-looking, and some are dignified between men and women. It is almost inconceivable to achieve such a status at his age. In addition to explaining that there are probably some unknown things about him, extraordinary abilities are naturally essential.

"I have been busy with the affairs of the East, and I have not been back to see His Majesty the Pope for many years. I also ask Bishop Adela to help me plead guilty to His Holiness the Pope. Bishop Ronis sat in his chair, his eyes half-open and half-closed, and the two green flames in them flashed and seemed to be in no energy.

Bishop Adela smiled, his smile looked almost shy: "Where. His Majesty the Pope has always praised you for your achievements here in the Empire. Under your auspices, the Academy of Magic has such a high status in the Empire that it is one of the most important subordinate institutions of the Holy See. It's only natural that you're working so hard for the church. ”

"And what happened to Bishop Adela coming to the Academy of Magic?" Bishop Ronis still looked absent-minded, as if he didn't care much about the papal envoy in front of him.

"I have come to deliver a message from His Holiness the Pope. ”

Bishop Ronis said lazily, "What is the message? It must be very important to ask a cardinal to deliver the message." ”

Bishop Adela still smiled and said, "Regarding your proposal to the Holy See to unite the forces of various countries to exterminate the Necromantic Guild....."

"That's weird. Bishop Ronis snorted coldly. "It seems that I have not sent a letter to the Holy See yet. He turned his head to look at Grand Priest Cuthbert next to him.

The Great Priest's face was not very good, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

"You have mentioned such a proposal to His Majesty the Pope several times before. And recently, there has been a wave of sentiment against the Necromantic Guild on the Eastern Continent, which you led. ”

"As believers in God, isn't it what we should do to destroy the filthy and evil things?"

"That's true. But His Majesty the Pope said that there are still many countries on the continent that have not yet been converted to the bosom of God, and that there are still so many pagan religions. The Diya Valley is just a drop in the ocean, and it is not harmful. Moreover, the situation there is dangerous, and if you force it to conquer it, it will surely cost countless of God's people their lives. So His Majesty the Pope means to focus on ..... first"

"Is this really what His Majesty the Pope meant?" Bishop Ronis coldly interrupted Bishop Adela.

The faces of the three great priests next to him were not very good-looking. Despite the magnitude of Bishop Ronis's position in the Holy See, it seems that such a statement would not be appropriate.

"It really means His Majesty the Pope. Bishop Adra's face did not change in the slightest, and he still smiled amiably.

Bishop Ronis waved lazily. "Well, no more talk. I haven't made this formal proposal to His Holiness the Pope yet. You don't need to be in a hurry. ”

Bishop Adela nodded politely. "We know that the slightest bit of evil and darkness cannot be tolerated for your devout faith. But I also want you to think about the big picture in everything. We are very aware of the personal grievances between you and Diya Valley, and we are very considerate of you, so we hope to ......"

The two green fires in Bishop Ronis's eyes, which had been lacking in spirit, suddenly burst into force, almost emitting a green glow on Bishop Adra's face.

Bishop Adela kept his mouth shut in amusement, but the smile on his face remained undiminished.

After a while, the two green flames in Bishop Ronis's eyes dimmed again, and he waved his hand in a disappointing manner to declare the conversation over. "Alright. There's not much more to say. I already know what His Holiness the Pope means. I'm tired, so let's go first. ”

After the three archpriests accompanied Bishop Adela out, Bishop Adela asked Archpriest Cuthbert to lead him to inspect the Academy of Magic.

"You're doing a great job. "When there was no one else left or right," Bishop Adela whispered. "Promptly report the situation to the Holy See is enough to show your loyalty to the Church. ”

"Yes, yes. My devotion to His Holiness the Pope and to the archbishops is definitely comparable to devotion to God. "In front of Bishop Adela, who is more than ten years younger than himself, the archpriest has completely lost his rigidity and majesty. He was now more and more convinced that it was the right choice to report the situation to the Holy See this time, out of impulse and dissatisfaction. "I think there's something wrong with Bishop Ronis. Promote some inexplicable newcomers for no reason, oh yes. He remembered something important and whispered. "Bishop Ronis came back angry when he rejected his proposal to the Church a few years ago to exterminate the Valley of Dia. Talking to myself, you bishops, have benefited from Nopolinot, or something......"

"Nopolinot?" Bishop Adela changed slightly at the name, but immediately regained his gentle smile. "Mr. Nopolinot was a pious and philanthropic man. The annual donation to the church is significant. Perhaps it was a little bit of bishop Ronis's prejudice about merchants. ”

Seeing that his opinion seemed to be taken seriously by the Bishop, Cuthbert became more and more energetic. He continued to whisper, "The newcomer he promoted last time also involved a necromancer...... But the Bishop insisted that it was not him. Anyone can tell that it's pure partiality. I actually ..... on such a major issue of right and wrong."

"Don't say that. Bishop Ronis has done so much for the Church over the years. His devotion to God was unquestionable, and he must have had his own considerations. Bishop Adela smiled and shook his head, causing the archpriest to panic for a moment, but the next exclamation immediately pleased him a little. "But it's no wonder that Bishop Ronis is probably a little old......."

The big man in front of him actually had the same sigh as himself, and Cuthbert sighed inexplicably and nodded again and again. That's a noble person who directly serves His Holiness the Pope.

"While Bishop Ronis is indeed remarkable, as you can see, he sometimes has a stubborn temper peculiar to old people. It was very difficult for the church. Bishop Adela sighed. "Sometimes I think maybe it would be better for him to retire at this age....."

"I think Bishop Ronis is in good health, and he won't retire voluntarily for ten years. Cuthbert couldn't help but sigh as well. For those who have already sat in the position of cardinal, 'retirement' is just an ornament to hang there but never use, and the vast majority want to sit in that position until death.

Bishop Adela sighed again and glanced at Cuthbert meaningfully. "It would be much easier for us if, after he retires, he can have a man like the High Priest who can understand the general situation and think about the church in every way, he will be able to renew his position. ”

Grand Priest Cuthbert was first stunned, then bewildered, then panicked and flattered. I didn't know what to say, I didn't know what kind of expression to express, and my ugly face turned red.

After seeing off Bishop Adra, Cuthbert's mood was still unsettled. In all his life, when he spent most of his penance, he had never felt so excited and strange. There are a lot of inexplicable things in my chest that rush left and right, I want to jump up, punch and kick, and I want to shout loudly. But no, he is a priest who should be serious, strict, and steady, and he is also a high priest. But the impulse in this heart.....

Ay. He thought, it would be nice to have a close friend at this time......

But speaking of friends. The Grand Priest suddenly remembered someone. Although he has known this person for a long time, it was not until a few days ago that he suddenly became familiar and cordial because of some opportunities. The Lord is now proud of his career and has begun to care about the affairs of the Church and the Academy of Magic.

Although the friendship was very short, in the past few days of contact, he found that although this adult was in a high position, he was so understanding and kind. You can tell from the few small gifts that you gave yourself. And talking to him is completely enjoyable, like bathing in the spring breeze and drinking holy water.

The Grand Priest couldn't hold back and walked out of the gate of the Academy of Magic towards the Duke's Palace.

A blue light flashed, and Bishop Adela stepped out of the teleportation array. In front of you is a picturesque landscape. The tall broad-leaved sycamore has been dyed yellow by the autumn color and has more vicissitudes, but the grass in that place is so proud. Next to it is a large pond where streams converge, and several rare birds that are unique to this area roam. The stone carvings and chairs by the pool are works of art that are absolutely eligible to enter any museum. The rays of the setting sun bring warmth and light through the cracks in the mountains.

It's so beautiful, at least a thousand times more beautiful than the pale buildings of the Holy See.

A companion who was reading a book under the plane tree to the sunset saw him, closed the book, walked over, and asked, "How is it going?"

"Exactly what our great directors and screenwriters meant. If Mr. Shante asks for the election of the acting president this time, I will definitely vote for him. expressed his admiration for his keen observation of people and his ability to choreograph. ”

"Of course, he's an artist. The companion smiled too. "You also went to art with him this time, how do you feel?"

"I just hope he doesn't break his promise. Give me the true painting of the 'thirteenth sunflower'. ”

There are also such humorous, funny, elegant, noble companions here. It's 10,000 times better than the idiot old men in the church who are disgusting and tasteless.

He loved it so much. Adela smiled happily.