These days, Ronald is not in a hurry to go to the Temple of Fire. He understood that his own strength had not yet fully recovered, and that he was too reckless, and that he would only attract the attention of Ifrit, and that he would cause himself a lot of trouble.

While waiting for Victoria's reply, he approached Christine and asked the mage to gather some information about Vulcan Ifrit for him in Tataya.

Ever since Ronald had spoken of the event, the mage's desire to witness the miracle had become even more urgent, and he readily agreed. After saying a brief goodbye to Ronald, he traveled alone to the Temple of Fire, thousands of miles away from Tataya, and began to gather intelligence on the nearby area.

Ronald, on the other hand, stayed in the camp and read quietly.

Ten days later, the deeds of Jesus Christ, as Ronald had predicted, finally began to spread, spreading to the vicinity of Tataya.

Ronald spent a few days in the tavern for this.

He pretended to be a normal drinker, quietly drinking coconut wine, a specialty of the desert, while listening to the discussions of the drinkers around him.

The bearded man before also appeared in Ronald's sight.

In the same way, the bearded man and his companions began to preach about Jesus' miracles in the Tataya tavern, and the crowd began to smack their tongues.

Listening to this, Ronald couldn't help but admire Adela's meticulousness in his heart.

He continued to observe for a while, and saw that many people in the tavern were talking loudly about it. There are those who do not believe, those who are half-convinced, and those who plan to go and see the situation.

What a shrewd woman.

He stood up, bypassed the noisy crowd, and walked briskly to the bar.

When he returned to the camp, he noticed a small group of lightly armed knights with solemn expressions. Soon, Victoria's beautiful goose-egg face caught his eye.

"You're back. ”

Ronald curled the corners of his mouth and said hello.

A man in his thirties, tall, also blonde, with a slightly cynical smile, like a prodigal son of an aristocracy, broke into Ronald's sight.

"You are Lord Ronald, Granddon, Victoria's brother, the disgraced King of Falken. Grandon shrugged and smiled before he spoke, speaking lightly. After seeing the look of surprise on Ronald's face, he quickly walked to the side of the tent and elegantly pulled up the curtain of the tent like a strictly trained butler: "If you don't mind, let's start now, shall we?"

Ronald glanced at Victoria, who was beside Granddon, and noticed that her expression was a little cramped.

When Ronald entered the tent, Grandon raised his hand and withdrew from the knights. When the sound of the steel boots hitting the ground had completely subsided, Granton snorted at an elderly gray-robed mage beside him.

Soon, a silent barrier was released.

And at this moment, in the tent, there were only Grandon, Victoria, Ronald, and the old mage who had quietly retreated into the corner.

"Let's get started, Lord Ronald. ”

Glendon casually glanced around as if he were at home, poured himself a glass of wine, and handed Ronald a glass. After seeing the rejection in Ronald's eyes, he didn't care about it either, and took a big sip of it to himself.

"I beg your pardon, my brother is such a person. ”

Ronald leaned over slightly, which was considered a salute.

Ever since that clever attempt to capture the Fort of Orleans, he no longer despised His Majesty, who seemed to be a little pompous. Subconsciously, he saw this king as a type with Adela.

After looking up, his expression was much more serious: "So, let's get started." ”

Grandon tilted his head and drank the wine from the silver cup in one gulp.

After putting down his glass, his expression became much more serious. After being silent for a few seconds, his eyes suddenly narrowed instantly, bursting with an aggressive momentum, and even his tone was mixed with indescribable majesty: "Victoria told me, you plan to establish your own power and develop slowly?"

"That's right. Ronald calmly met that oppressive face.

The two looked at each other silently, like lions, and neither of them would back down.

The atmosphere in the tent suddenly became a little tense.

Fortunately, the atmosphere of confrontation lasted too long, and Grandon laughed, taking the lead in breaking the dead silence.

"You're a nice guy, it seems that Victoria is not mistaken. ”

"Let's get down to business. Ronald coldly interrupted him: "Time is ticking. ”

Grandon's lips were closed, his eyelids drooped, and an imperceptible sadness rose between his brows. But soon, he took out the map and spread it out on the table: "You're right, time is pressing. ”

Ronald stepped forward and looked at the terrain that Grandon was referring to. It was a bay, about 500 miles from the border of Falken, and the surrounding terrain was full of mountains and forests, and it was obviously very remote.

"Here?"

He pondered the young king's intentions: "After relying on the mountains and surviving the current uneasy situation, he will ...... again."

Grandon interrupted Ronald's speculation, "I guess you know more than I do, Lord Ronald. As he spoke, he glanced back at Victoria, who was quiet, "Victoria has already told me about the coming of Jesus. ”

After a pause, he said his latest information in this regard: "Before coming to Tataya, I also sent someone to investigate. ”

Ronald met his gaze: "What is the result?"

"The Holy See has issued a wanted notice declaring that Jesus is a false benecess, and ordering the nations along the way to kill him. But it turned out to be the opposite, and I got the news that Jesus and the others had escaped the hunt and performed miracles along the way, gaining the great trust of the poor and tenants. ”

Jesus and others proclaimed that the true God had descended and that death was the true equality. For this reason, I have also heard that they are preaching the New Testament. ”

"New Testament?" Ronald raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, the New Testament. Glendon nodded: "They claim that it was the prophets who wrote the Bible back then who did not fully understand the meaning of God, and the Old Testament that was incomplete and flawed, that angered the true God." ”

Ronald pursed his lips.

And the plague of the Blood Moon, which occurs every few hundred years, is the plague that comes down from the true God. Only by following the New Testament,

His tone was much heavier: "I think the hidden danger of the fire has been buried. Maybe three or five years, maybe three or five months, as long as that Jesus can hold on, turmoil and even ** is inevitable. ”

Having said this, Ronald saw that Grandon's face showed some eager, anticipatory excitement.

"It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing. Grandon continued: "Our Falken has declined, and even if they can develop Protestants, they can successfully develop the power of Protestantism, and we Falken will only be one of the battlefields. ”

Glendon caught the curiosity in Ronald's eyes.

He smiled and pointed to an island on the map: "There seems to be some secret here. ”

Ronald followed the direction of his finger and saw an island southeast of Falken, less than five hundred miles from the place where Granton had suggested that he develop his forces.

"Rod, Turing's pride, is a newly promoted knight of the powerhouse, under the authority of Bishop Steve of the Holy See. Grandon burst out of his mouth with a lot of names: "It's such a dazzling new star, and it can even be said that the new duke who will rule the three cities of Falken, has secretly done some unspeakable things." ”

Hearing his pretended mysterious tone, Ronald knew it, but he still took it with great interest. "Why do you say that?" what aroused his curiosity was not Rhodes's identity, but because they had a relationship. Ronald doesn't think that the guy who seems to be hiding scheming in Grandon's mouth will be Rhodes.

Seeing the faint disbelief between Ronald's eyebrows, Grandon smiled freely and did not mind because of this. He took the silver cup, poured a glass of wine, and moistened his somewhat dry lips. "Rod, like I begged for that island, and secretly bought a huge number of slaves and horses, falcons, and even a lot of cheetahs and lions. ”

"Slaves, cheetahs, lions?" Ronald was genuinely interested this time: "What do you want to do?

"Who knows. Grandon looked up and drank his glass of wine: "He also got a lot of ore and craftsmen." ”

After three or five seconds of silence, Ronald spread his hands and smiled: "Compared to these strange behaviors, our current difficulties are the most urgent, Your Majesty Granddon?"

"Hahaha, that's right. Grandon laughed wildly: "It's hopeless that I, a declining aristocrat, still think about those Raushs." ”

"Please respect yourself. Seeing that her brother was too casual, Victoria, who had been standing quietly beside her, finally couldn't help frowning and reminded softly.

"Haha, haha. Grandon laughed dryly, "I don't think you mind, Lord Ronald?"

Ronald was noncommittal: "Let's move on." He saw that Grandon's somewhat cynical face suddenly became extremely serious.

Grandon propped one hand on the wooden table, which was the bay. And he also raised his head slightly, and looked directly at Ronald, who was looking at him calmly: "I am willing, with all the funds of our royal family, to sponsor you to establish power!" Without waiting for Ronald to speak, he quickly changed his words: "However, I have one condition." ”

"Say it, please. Looking at the gambler who seemed to be determined to put all his bets, Ronald looked calm and calm.

"Married Victoria, and among the heirs, took the name of Falken. ”

"Marriage contract?" Ronald couldn't help frowning, surprised at the new word he had never heard before.

In between speaking, he glanced at Victoria, whose head was lowered, and noticed that her face was a little shy and a little reluctant. Ronald quickly recognized a contradictory expression mixed with a hint of antipathy and hesitation.

He knew that if he wanted to get outside help, it was impossible to be unconditional. Moreover, before Victoria's departure, the mage had also talked to him once, and he also vaguely guessed something.

"That's my condition, Your Excellency Ronald. ”

The thoughts in Ronald's mind were interrupted by Grandon's unusually serious words. After glancing at the silent Victoria again, he frowned: "What do you mean?"

Hearing that Ronald didn't understand the meaning of this noble name, Grandon didn't care, and he patiently explained.

After listening to the explanation, Ronald rubbed the small scar on his sideburns.

"I see. ”

It turns out that the so-called name is not the same as the surname, it is mixed in the middle of the name, symbolizing the certificate of friendly intermarriage between the two nobles. The heir with the name affix also represents the inheritance of both families.

Of course, this inheritance is mostly symbolic, after all, in any family, there is not a large possibility of having no direct successor. The name has more meaning, symbolizing the lineage of the matrilineal family.

"No problem, I promise. ”

Once Ronald figured it out, he didn't hesitate in the slightest.

What he wants, not those territories and glory. Since the additional conditions have nothing to do with what he needs, he naturally doesn't bother to bargain.

Moreover.

He turned his head again and glanced at Victoria, whose cheeks were a little blushing.

In his sight, the soft glow of the candle flame added a touch of pink to her beautiful cheeks. And her supple blonde hair fluttered a little uneasily as she caught a glimpse of Ronald's gaze.

I don't know, does that hair feel smooth?

Ronald's mind suddenly popped up with such an idea, and he lost his mind for a moment. (To be continued.) )