"The Battle of His Fame......"

Joe turned the last page of the file.

The battle of St. Attila's fame in the Black Continent was also the decisive battle that laid the foundation for the Golden Oak Church's magnificent foundation in the Black Continent's 'Kingdom of God on Earth', which was the 'Battle of the Bloody Road'.

That battle, its causes, and its specific history, have been submerged in the secret archives of the Golden Oak Church, and the major powers of the Metland continent basically only know the final result.

30 million natives of the Black Continent were slaughtered by World War I.

Whether male or female, old or young, from eighty or ninety years old to infants, there are 30 million natives of the Black Continent, including tens of thousands of high-ranking people of thousands of large tribes and their families and relatives.

All were nailed to the oak cross alive.

One after the other, the crosses lined up along a road as wide as a hundred feet.

From the battlefield of the 'Battle of the Bloody Road', it stretches for hundreds of miles to the former Port of Attila, and now the city of St. Attila, the capital of the Golden Oak Church's 'Kingdom of God on Earth' in the Black Continent.

The blood of 30 million natives of the Black Continent stained the avenue hundreds of miles long.

Their corpses, hung on oak crosses, were blown by the wind and rain, and the sun and rain turned one by one into white bones, and the white bones eventually decayed and fell off, staining the avenue from blood to white.

Joe and Gorkin, who came over and read the archives together, shivered at the same time, and the pores all over their bodies shrank, causing countless goosebumps.

"Thirty million?" Gorkin's voice was a little out of tune.

"It is estimated that there are 30 million, and the actual number of people may be a few million more." Salian exhaled softly and spit out a smoke ring: "Just such a big battle, completely broke the backbone of those natives in the Black Continent, tsk...... The Golden Oak Divine Kingdom, which occupies the richest land on the north coast of the entire Black Continent...... Hehe. ”

"Isn't this guy going to have nightmares?" Joe's fingers trembled a little.

A group of old generals glanced at Qiao at the same time.

Then, they snorted coldly at the same time.

Salian pestled the cigarette butt in his mouth in the ashtray, picked up the large coffee cup he had just put down, and poured the little coffee he had left down in one gulp.

"How can a saint of the Church have nightmares like us mortals?" Salian placed the coffee cup on the table and whistled, "Saint, not human...... Hmm, what do you think after reading the file of St. Attila? ”

Gorkin frowned and looked up at Salian: "Very dangerous madman. ”

"I absolutely agree with you...... Of course, don't say this outside in the future, be careful that the bunch of guys in the Holy Inquisition will target you and burn you at the stake one day. Salian shrugged his shoulders, "Joe, what do you think?" ”

Qiao shook the thin pieces of paper in his hand, and looked at Salian with an extremely exaggerated expression: "Honorable Highness, what do you want me to do?" Go kill him? Uh, let me think, maybe we have a better way? ”

Salian rolled his eyes, curled his right index finger and knocked heavily on the conference table: "Kill him?" How dare you say it...... What a wonderful idea to kill him, but I don't even dare to think so...... This old guy ......."

With a dry cough, Salian said in a deep voice, "Joe, even Her Majesty Grandmother said that your luck is a little ridiculous...... I couldn't agree more...... So, this time, Santa Attila is in the imperial capital, and you are in charge of the reception. ”

"Me?" Joe's eyes widened: "Responsible for reception?" ”

Joe's head was a little dizzy.

One of the old generals present, the oldest, with his hair and beard already snow-white, but his waist was still straight, his skeleton was still burly, and his bearing was very extraordinary, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Qiao very seriously.

"Pestering him, stumbling over him, staring at him, looking for his troubles, looking for his faults...... If you can't find anything wrong with him, you can make trouble, create contradictions, and let him roll as far as he can......"

"Of course, if you have the ability, you can kill him...... Furthermore, when I am not caught by Da Bo Ao. The old general looked at Joe meaningfully: "But we think that it is very difficult to kill him." ”

Salian took over the old general's words: "St. Attila, it is very dangerous, and he is menacing and ill-intentioned...... The Empire, his arrival is not welcome; The Empire hopes that the relationship between the Church and the Empire, the current situation, will continue. ”

"Santa Attila, apparently it will cause great trouble for the Empire." Salian shook his head: "We don't want this kind of trouble to happen, we don't want the relationship between the Empire and the Golden Oak Church to fluctuate too much. ”

"So, what can I do? If I can't kill him...... So, I ...... "Joe's IQ has improved a lot recently, and his head has brightened a lot, but in the face of the expectations of Salian and the old generals, he still feels confused and psychologically stressed.

"I don't know what you can do, or how good you can do it." Salian looked at Joe a little scoundrelly: "But, lucky Joe, even the Chariot of the Celestials can be found out by you...... You will be able to do more and more amazing things. ”

"So, from now on, let me see the time......"

Salian took out a large steel-shelled pocket watch and looked at the time carefully: "It's 11:13:43 a.m. on December 22, 1379 in the Medland Glory calendar. ”

"From now on, I grant you the power of temporary and plenipotentiary envoy of the Delen Empire, you are my personal representative, and you are the plenipotentiary representative of the imperial family, you represent the Delen Empire, on behalf of the royal family, especially on behalf of me, with full authority to mobilize all the resources you need, and be fully responsible for the security, escort, and liaison of St. Attila in the imperial capital."

"Pestering him, tripping him, staring at him, sticking to him like a piece of cowhide plaster, staring at his every word and deed, staring at all his actions." Salian looked at Joe with a smile on his face: "I don't give you any specific orders, I only give you the power to make decisions on the fly......"

"No matter how whimsical the idea, no matter how outrageous the plan is...... As long as you don't get caught...... What do you want to do, what can you do...... Do whatever you want. ”

Joe and Gorkin looked at Salian with stiff faces at the same time.

After a long time, Gorkin said dryly: "Your Highness, aren't you afraid, Joe messed things up?" ”

Salian shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly, "A little worried...... However, not to be afraid...... Well, St. Attila is not a good person, and according to the information that has come from this way, he has come to the empire to make trouble......"

"Well, it's a big deal, let's get another giant bandit group from Lucia, and give him another axe." Salian smiled brightly: "Joe, Big Ivan is your man now, and he seems to be good at using an axe as well...... Well, of course, when I say that, it just means that there is some possibility, and I'm not instigating you to send a bunch of Lucians to do something. ”

"The Empire has always been ...... to the Golden Oak Church Respectfully...... The Imperial Family, and all the Imperial nobles, were devout believers...... You know. Someone who is not human, he can have an accident, everyone wants him to have an accident, but ...... First, with his current strength and power, it is almost impossible for him to have any accidents. ”

"Second, if he really has any accidents, it must not have anything to do with the official empire...... This is the bottom line, after abiding by the bottom line, you can do whatever you like. ”

"Don't worry, I'll give you your back...... If you can solve this problem of Santa Attila beautifully, believe me, you will definitely have a surprise, you will definitely have a huge surprise. ”

Gorkin gave Salian a deep look, then looked at Joe with a complicated look.

Joe bowed his head and said nothing.

He grabbed Saint Attila's top-secret file again, looked at it very carefully, and then again.

An old general handed over another piece of information.

This is the detailed information that the Imperial Intelligence Service has been sending these days, after St. Attila left the port of Tulum and took a special train all the way north, and he did everything along the way.

Among them, it includes the Imperial Intelligence Department, who used various means to eavesdrop on the private conversations of some of Saint's cronies and henchmen around Santtila.

Joe took a deep breath as he and Gorkin looked up at Salian.

"His station, not in the imperial capital, but in the port of Tulum?" Qiao looked at Salian in amazement: "His future station, not in the imperial capital, but in the port of Tulun?" ”

Salian put his hands behind his back and looked at Joe calmly: "This information is accurate. Although we also cannot understand why, as the archbishop of the Archdiocese of the Deren Empire, he would abandon the imperial capital and settle in the port of Tulum...... But there is no doubt that he will be based in the port of Tulum in the future. ”

Joe and Gorkin looked at each other quickly.

From the archives of St. Attila, it is known that this is an extremely crazy, extremely terrifying, extremely dangerous, unscrupulous, even hysterical madman.

Such a madman...... No one wants to deal with him.

As the newly appointed archbishop of the Grand Diocese of the Deren Empire, it stands to reason that St. Attila should be stationed in the imperial capital.

But if he insisted on having his station in the port of Tulum, it would have been forgivable.

Because the Great Diocese of the Delenn Empire is divided into two dioceses, St. Cloud's Cathedral in the imperial capital and St. Hilde's Cathedral in Port Tulum, are completely equal in terms of clerical status.

Previously, the parish archbishop of St. Cloud's Cathedral in Hyderabad was also the archbishop of the entire Archdiocese of the Delenn Empire, and the bishop of the northern diocese; The parish archbishop of St. Hilde's Cathedral was the bishop of the southern diocese of the Deren Empire.

According to this division of clergy, it is completely reasonable that Saint Attila gave up his residence in the imperial capital and went to the port of Tulum to be resided.

But for Joe and Gorkin, such a madman-like butcher who made him permanent in the port of Tulum?

What a hell of a life!

The port of Tulum is the territory of the Witton family...... They didn't want to take a team of knights from the Holy Inquisition one day to raid the old house of the Vetu family and wash the Vetu family in blood.

"I will use all my strength to welcome St. Attila's arrival."

Joe looked at Salian very seriously: "I will use all my strength to make him feel at home...... Let him stay in Hydrerabad as long as he can! ”

Either let St. Attila stay alive in St. Cloud's Cathedral at Hydrderabad.

Either let the body of St. Attila be buried in the cemetery of St. Cloud's Cathedral.

In short, Joe will do everything in his power not to let this guy go to Tulum Harbor to toss.