As the kingdom of Sauron, which occupies nearly half of the land area of Roland the Great 6, its royal capital is not as large as imagined. [No pop-up novel network]

The palace is definitely not "splendid".

However, as an ancient kingdom that has been famous for hundreds of years in Roland, the main building of the royal palace still leaves traces of history.

Beneath the eighteen-storey castle, the tallest tower, is the main palace. More than a dozen huge statues on the periphery of the main hall record the achievements of the legendary great men in the history of the kingdom, and around those exquisitely carved figures, there are also stone carved patterns of birds and beasts. There are also stone tablets below, and the dense handwriting on them tells the glorious history. It's nothing more than some year and month, a certain monarch conquered a certain piece of land. Or a certain year and a certain month, a certain monarch defeated a certain country's army, and so on.

The hall was spotless, and everything around it was silent. The walls are beautifully frescoed with vivid frescoes, and the ceiling overhead is covered with sky-like reliefs, which are not real, but are inlaid with some strange gems that still look brilliant. Unlike ordinary royal palaces, there were no well-guarded guards patrolling around.

Like the monarchs of the Kingdom of Sauron, this generation of kings of Sauron still believes in the creed that only the invisible strength is the most feared!

Instead of getting three steps, one post, two steps and one sentry, it was just a mob's move. The bun has meat, not on the pleats!

The king of this generation was just thirty-five years old. He looked much older than he really was! Not a day went a day during his five years of reign when the ambitious king had not done his best for his country. And the greatest potential danger to royal power is undoubtedly the temple that is ubiquitous in Roland 6!

"God's authority is above all else...... the king said softly to himself, "Why is God on high ground? Then everything must be done according to my will!"

The wrinkles in the corners of the king's eyes gradually relaxed, and he turned to look at his most trusted minister, the kingdom's aged right minister.

The right minister served as his own teacher when he was still the crown prince, for this teacher. When the king is favored, he often has a little more respect, at least on the surface.

Look at the right phase. The king smiled, "Right Minister, is there any movement in the temple?, hasn't we heard from the people we sent yet?" He was a wise monarch who knew how to be gentle with his most powerful assistants.

The skin on the old right face's face was wrinkled like dried orange peel, and he looked like he was about to do it. For this ugly-faced old man, the kingdom has always been full of awe. But the king only has trust in his eyes at the moment!

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Captain Biya had already gone with the fleet to meet him. Presumably, the people of the temple are not so easy to get hold of! We must have the upper hand! The temple will not dare to openly turn against us, and even if they have action, they must do it in secret. We can take advantage of that. ”

The king seemed to be careless about the ring on his finger, and said slowly: "Then, where is the black yarn, what is the attitude of that woman?"

There was a wise look in the right minister's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "That woman has rarely appeared since she came back from the south last time. Before the war, she had probably lost most of the temple's trust. In fact, I've been secretly observing. The temple probably wanted to transfer her back a long time ago, but because she was a public saint after all, a black veil saint sent by the temple. So I'm waiting for an excuse. ”

The king smiled, "So, do we need to provide an excuse to the temple? This black yarn is very strong, do we need to be careful?"

The old right minister bowed his head. As if hiding the gaze in his eyes: "No." I think it would be more beneficial for us to have a saint who is in tune with the temple! Then it will cause us some trouble. ”

The king nodded, obviously very satisfied with the old right minister's answer, and then he spoke again: "What about the temple? What is that old god stick thinking? In ten days, five paladins have come out of the temple! I even wonder if he is playing tricks! Is the paladin no longer valuable? It turned out that I couldn't find two or three top masters in the big 6, and suddenly so many appeared, could it be that they grew from the ground?"

The king's tone was a little angry, and even more impatient. The more paladins there are in the temple, the greater the power and threat of the temple will naturally be.

Right Xiang bowed down and said in a low voice: "The strength of the paladin cannot be doubted. I've secretly sent someone to investigate, and each of the five people newly given the title of 'Paladin' has very good strength. The background is also very clean, and I can't find anything strange about it - it's just that I think their background is suspiciously clean!"

The king's eyes lit up: "What do you mean...... Are these paladins from?"

Lao Youxiang closed his mouth, stretched out a finger, and pointed in the direction of the north.

The king looked at the gesture of the old right minister, and a contemplative expression appeared on his face: "Could it be the Frankish kingdom? Although the Frankish kingdom is known as the 'source of knights', they have not produced a single paladin in the past hundred years. ”

The right minister shook his head, still pointing to the north.

The king frowned: "Is it difficult that the Teutonic Kingdom secretly supports the temple? Well, the current Fielding Paladins are Teutons, and the Teutonic Kingdom has heard of a few excellent warriors, but these people will not become paladins overnight, right? Could it be that their strength is given by God?"

The right minister still shook his head, his finger still pointing north.

The king finally changed color: "Teacher, what do you mean...... Those creatures?"

Right Xiang nodded and sighed: "I'm afraid this is the only reasonable explanation! Even if it's the Bright Big 6, it is impossible for so many Sword Saint Warriors to emerge at once." Similarly, Roland 6 will not have so many paladins out of thin air. The only possibility. It's the mighty race of the North!"

The king sneered: "That old god stick in the temple, in order to be the pope, even the dragon clan dares to collude, isn't the dragon clan a heretic?

The right minister smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty." Do you remember what I said when I taught you?"

The king looked down for a moment and smiled, "Remember!" he closed his eyes. Said slowly: "When everything involves the highest interests, even enemies of life and death can quickly resolve grievances, there are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends." Religion is but a deception, and the brighter the place, the darker the hidden corners!" With this, the king reopened his eyes and swept his gaze to the old right side. He said softly, "So, that old god has been desperate to seize the highest benefits, and has even torn off the hypocritical mask of their religion, right?"

The right minister didn't speak, just bowed down.

The king walked slowly to the edge of the main hall, his palm gently caressing the beautiful frescoes and reliefs on the walls, his fingers touching the cold reliefs, his movements gentle. It's like a lover's touch. Then a look of pride appeared on the king's face: "This is the wealth left by my ancestors, and I will never hand over the kingdom to those gods!" He sighed, glanced at the old right minister, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go back." Wait for the messenger of the Empire of Light to have news. Tell me again. ”

The right side folded his sleeves and bowed back.

He took a few steps back, then turned to leave. When the old man walked out of the palace hall. The oncoming cold air shook his spirit, he involuntarily straightened his body, the old dragon clock on his face was also swept away in an instant, and a trace of essence flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Our king is getting more and more difficult to control......

He suddenly felt as if a beam of gaze was shooting from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that there was no one in the corner. But was the feeling of a thorn in the back just now an illusion?

The old prime minister bent down again and left the palace with staggering steps—it would be better to be careful here.

It seemed that the king was the only one left in the hall, and he suddenly sighed and smiled, "Master Sith, what do you think?"

In the corner of the originally empty hall, a black robe suddenly appeared, and under the black robe, a figure appeared. The indifferent gaze was as if there was no emotion.

"Your Majesty, how do you ask me such a question, and how do you want me to answer it?" his face gradually emerged from the gloom in the corner, a face like a knife cut, with a cold expression and a cold tone.

If there were other people here at this moment, they would definitely be surprised to see this face! Because this face is undoubtedly one of the most famous faces in the entire Roland 6! As the leader of the Roland 6 Magicians Association, the Grand Wizard Sith Master is undoubtedly one of the most famous people in Roland 6!

What's even more surprising is that this leader of the Wizards' Guild will actually appear in the palace of Sauron!

The king waved his hand, a look of displeasure on his face, "Master Sith, do you still have to wear your cold mask when facing me, even in the face of your allies? But I am not surprised! As this old fellow taught me, there is no eternal enemy or permanent friend in the face of profit! At the end, the king smiled deeply and looked at the top magician of Roland 6 with deep meaning.

The Sith's grim face flashed with a hint of strangeness: "But don't forget, we are only temporary allies, and all cooperation with the Kingdom of Sauron is reserved!

The king smiled lightly, skillfully changed the subject, and suddenly asked, "That envoy of the Empire of Light, is your information accurate? Did he really kill the trusted paladin of the temple alone?"

Sith shook his head, "To be exact, I don't know much. I know that the Temple sent the annoying Amausius to intercept him, but no one returned!

The king grinned. He smiled as if he was very happy, and sighed softly: "It seems that this new ally of our Southern Big 6 has sent us a great guy." ”

As if deliberately not wanting the king in front of him to be too proud, a hint of sarcasm suddenly flashed in the cold eyes of the Sith: "This news." Not only do we know, but your right-hand minister should have gotten the news last night, but ......"

The king shook his head. "But he didn't tell me, because the news came from the temple, and he was afraid that I would wonder where his news came from." Master Sith, that's what you're telling me this for, right?"

The Sith gave the king a cold look and closed his mouth.

The king sat down slowly, and said, "No matter how the situation changes, I will always believe in one truth: use!" His serious face was a little proud: "Any situation can be used!" As long as you're clever enough!"

Sith looked at this ordinary human sitting in front of him, although he was the honor of the king, but from the eyes of the magician, he was just an ordinary human, he did not have the powerful force of a knight, and he did not have the magic of a magician. Even now, with a random throw of magic from the Sith, this guy can be killed.

But his self-confidence gave the Sith a strange feeling: the Magic Guild and the Kingdom of Sauron were cooperating. I don't want to be swallowed up by the temple!, but if you cooperate with this guy in front of you, will you be swallowed up by this guy in the future?

In the darkness of the night, in a tall gray building about a hundred miles away from the royal capital of the kingdom of Sauron, five horses rushed from the outer hall into the inner hall at a rapid pace. For they held the staff of the high clergy of the temple. So the guards did not stop them.

As they rode straight up the steps, two servants finally blocked their way.

Looking at the closed gate behind the two servants, the five people turned over and dismounted. They were dressed in black robes that enclosed their entire bodies, and the huge cloaks on their heads obscured all their faces. The one said in a hoarse voice, "We have come from the temple to see your lordship!"

The two divine servants glanced at each other, and one of them had a embarrassed expression on his face: "My lord is cultivating behind closed doors, I'm afraid I'm ......"

The leader snorted coldly, "Do you dare to disobey the order of the Elder Xi of the Temple?" He slowly lowered the cloak that was covering his head, revealing a face full of anger. The two servants could clearly see that under his neck, a piece of armor shimmering with metallic light was revealed!

The man seemed to be about to say something, and the large, strong hand behind him gently patted him on the shoulder. The man immediately lowered his head and took a step back.

An unusually tall figure walked up behind him, and his voice was very deep: "Go and tell your lordship, you will not be punished!"

Before the two servants could speak, four young knights had already run out of the corridors on either side of the main hall, each of them wearing silver armor and a black cloak that symbolized the "Holy Knights". The young knight in the lead had a face like frost: "Who dares to disturb the cultivation of adults! Your Excellency has a life, just tell me something!"

The young knight already pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist.

Some even thought: The temple is a temple again! Could it be that someone from the temple has come to punish the adults? No matter what, the adults must not be harmed in any way!

The tall, well-voiced man sighed, slowly raised his hands, and lifted the black cloak over his head, revealing a square face, his dense beard making his face look extremely resolute and resolute. As he untied the belt around his waist and took off his robe, what was revealed was the golden armor that symbolized the "paladin"!

The young knight who stood in their way finally changed color: "Lord Augustine!"

Facing the most prestigious and oldest Paladins in Roland 6, these young people lowered their proud heads as if they had seen the idol of their dreams, and the hand that was originally pressed on the hilt of the sword immediately drooped.

No one dared to be unreasonable in front of the paladin, and in the face of this Augustinian master, in addition to awe, these young people respected his noble personality even more.

Augustine's tone was very gentle: "Okay, I'm here for a secret, don't make a noise, now take me to meet you adults!"

Despite his efforts to maintain a gentle tone, the paladin's face couldn't help but show a little eagerness.

The four young men who were blocking hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Lord Augustine, my lord said before he went in, even if Elder Xi came, he wouldn't be there!"

Augustine frowned: "It's too willful! Is it possible to disobey the will of the temple for the sake of that little discord?"

He suddenly took two steps forward, and the four young knights seemed to hesitate, but they still stopped in front of them, but they did not dare to touch the long sword under their waists again, and used their bodies to block the front of the not spacious steps.

Augustine's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said in a low voice: "In the name of the head of the Holy Knights, I order you to get out of the way, don't force me to do anything to you!"

The young men were still hesitating, but Augustine suddenly smiled: "It seems that you really respect your lords, and even dare to disobey my orders for the sake of your lords." ”

His palm had been slowly raised, and it was placed on the shoulder of a young knight in front of him. A gentle force passed, and as soon as the young man's body went limp, he was squeezed aside.

At this moment, the black door above the stairs opened silently. A slender figure wrapped in a black robe walked out slowly.

The black hair was as long as satin and fluttered in the night, and the corners of the black gauze robe were flying. That face was as holy and beautiful as a goddess under the night, and a pair of eyes were like cold stars in the sky, looking indifferently at the paladin under the steps.

Augustine let go of his hand and smiled, "Muse, long time no see." ”

There was a warm look in Hei Sha's eyes, but his tone was still flat: "Augustine, they sent you again this time." But even if it's you, I won't compromise!"

Augustine sighed, "I guessed you would say something like that, but this time I'm not here to force you to make a decision. The latest order from the temple that I brought!This is a decision made by several elders together, not just what the Lord meant. I don't think you'll object to it again this time. ”

The black veil lowered her eyelids, as if thinking, and then she raised her head and looked at Augustine deeply: "Paladin, please come in." ”