Duchy of Normandy, France

Early in the morning, a small door by the wall of the Abbey of Saint-Michel opens softly.

The sky was gray, the dawn had fallen, but it was not bright, the knights were holding torches, and the young men in armor walked ahead along the path to the top of Mont Saint-Michel.

It is said that in 708 AD, the bishop of Avranches, Aubert, met the apparition of the archangel Michel, and Aubert built a chapel on the highest part of the island and dedicated it to the archangel Michel, which became a pilgrimage center.

It is the third holiest Christian site in Christendom, after the holy city of Jerusalem and the Vatican.

"St. Michael!"

The young man, dressed in silver armor and holding a torch in his hand, was followed by a cavalryman leading his horse, and he called the name of the archangel Michael, and his sonorous voice was heard through the mountains.

The mornings on Mount Tambu, renamed Mont Saint-Michel, are cold and dry, mainly because Normandy is a bit uncomfortable in winter, when the monsoon winds from the Channel Islands come to Normandy.

The monastery on the top of the hill rang the bell, and the knights could not help but speed up their pace, the beautiful Mont Saint-Michel was a tourist attraction in later generations, and in this day and age it is undoubtedly connected to the prison, and at low tide it is connected to the land, but once the tide rises the whole island will stand on the lonely sea, and the whole monastery and the monks of the monastery are called prisoners in a huge prison.

Michel, the commander of the heavenly armies who had the merit of bringing down the dragon (Satan) and his messengers from heaven, dreamed that the local bishop would build a church on the hill to worship himself in order to bless the believers in the land.

From the 8th century AD, Mount Tambu was renamed St. Michael's Hill, and the monastery is also known as St. Michael's name.

"Your Royal Highness, this place is really like a prison!"

A knight came to the boy's side with a torch and sighed, and the young man who was called a duke by the knights raised the corners of his mouth into a sarcastic smile, "This is a prison, a prison isolated from the world, am I right, my uncle?" ”

The cardinal Archbishop of Normandy, Robert, came out of the convent tremblingly, and he looked at his young nephew with a strong jealousy in his heart, and he said weakly, "What are you doing here?" I don't think you're going to take the time to meet me, an old man. ”

"Of course not, my uncle, I just want to know one thing, I want an answer from you." The young man smiled and said, "Only you know the answer." ”

"What an answer." Robert asked.

"Is it God's will for me to have a special mission?" The young duke asked.

"Is it not a special mission given to you by God that after the death of your father, I will baptize you, crown you, and make you the sovereign of this country, the Duke of Normandy?" The elderly archbishop shook his head and smiled.

He didn't know what to say about this child, it was clear that he was just an illegitimate child, and his mother was just a peasant woman. She was also the wife of a blacksmith, who had him because of the previous duke's unexpected departure while hunting, but inherited the duke's position by mistake.

From a puppet, to now holding absolute power in this country, even the king of France does not dare to despise the opponent.

"I think it's a mission on top of that." The young man laughed loudly, "I don't think the Duke of Normandy is definitely not a mission given to me by God, maybe it's just one of them. ”

"Do you want to be king?" The archbishop's smile disappeared and the look on his face became serious, he looked at his nephew, never expecting him to have such ambitions, perhaps this was expected.

From becoming a duke at the age of seven, he was used as a puppet by the nobles in the court, and now he has absolute power in the court, whether it is himself who held power as a regent or the nobles who opposed him in the past, they are either sent to the convent like themselves or all executed.

Greedy, cruel, insidious, cautious, and at the same time not lacking in wisdom and courage, just like the monarchs who have left their names in history.

"What about above the king?" The boy said again.

The archbishop's face instantly became ugly, not a king, but an existence above the king.

"You want to be emperor. William, don't have ambitions you shouldn't have. The archbishop felt that his breath was not smooth, and he rebuked his nephew, who did not know the height of the sky.

"Why not? King David is great, Alexander the Great is great, Caesar is great, Augustus is great, Charlemagne is great, and I William will be great. ”

"People are different, grace is different, but anyone in this world will ultimately belong to God, everything in this world, God has already arranged everything, everything is God's will, including you, it is God's will for you to become a duke, and even your destiny God has already arranged it."

"Really? But Jesus also said, Render to God what is God's, and to Caesar what is Caesar's. ”

The young duke drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at his uncle and swore an oath, "I will now lead my army to conquer Britain, I will sail from Normandy with my army of ten thousand, I will conquer Britannia and become king of England, now that I have the support of the emperor, and the blessing of the pope, all I need now is for you to hand over the banner of St. Michael and let him bless my army on the march." ”

"St. Michael will never bless you." The archbishop sneered and said, this arrogant guy actually began to covet the royal power of Britain, and wanted to win the emperor's throne through the power brought by conquering Britain.

He did not hesitate to show his ambition in front of him.

"I have a backpack, a hat and a horn here, and he will help me conquer my enemies." The young man withdrew his sword, took out a backpack, and with a light pat, a private with six soldiers jumped out of a six-pointed magic array, each of them fully armed, looking so energetic, an elite soldier of the first rank.

"That magic rucksack, this kind of prop." The archbishop widened his eyes and looked at the soldiers summoned by William, his eyes were full of incredulity, "Summoning these soldiers, but you need to be paid, William, you definitely can't have so much money, and this is said to be in the castle of the Count of Thorne in Germany, you are ......"

"That's right, I'm the dragon that wreaks havoc all over the continent, the dragon duke, the conqueror, William Alexander."