In this makeshift meeting hall, there are many long tables and wooden benches.

Attendees gathered around the table.

The most valuable thing is the tapestry that was brought on the spot.

It depicts the battle stories of the previous kings.

It's not winter, and the stove in the middle is not lit, but a table with fruit and wine.

In the past, there would be music and poetry at the meetings of the sages.

In this way, the culture and cultivation of all people are cultivated.

More than a dozen of the crown prince's advisers and local leaders who had taken refuge in the area were present at the meeting.

But at the moment, their eyes radiated worry.

Orlan is so domineering, it's just hateful!

"Wait."

Ferrion of Rome held out his hand to stop the servant.

Oran knew that the crown prince had planted a fine job in his camp, and so did he.

The basic information that happened between each other, he and the crown prince can almost know it simultaneously.

Oran had already found out the details of the Romans.

It's good to hear, this strong and fat man is a servant of the Holy See.

It's hard to hear, it's just a bodyguard for the blonde knight.

In Orlan's eyes, nobles are not much different, not much different from dogs.

Most aristocrats, although bastards, also know how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Therefore, after discovering that after encountering the Roman envoy, the first reaction was to negotiate peace, not kill each other.

was taken away by Rodewig's men, and he didn't resist, keeping the situation under control to a minimum.

If you are crazy, you will make mistakes again and again.

These Roman knights also came into contact with Alfred, and knew Oran's current status,

It is unlikely that he will embarrass the Eagle Lord, but he feels that it is still feasible to teach him a few subordinates.

Behind Felion is Miba, and behind Miba is the Roman Pontifies.

Orlan wanted to save face and said, "Do knights from the far south, with noble purposes, have a different opinion?"

Felion got up and walked around the arena to speak, his eyes on Miba at all times.

The theological practice in Rome was heavy and profound.

Among them are lip and sign language skills.

Felion watched Miba's subtle movements, and after understanding what he meant, he began to talk rhetorically.

"If the man of the earth is really a prisoner, then he has committed a moral and legal wrong, and as his lord, the young shrike knight has also committed an act of cover-up and unrighteousness.

'Justice' must not be undermined, otherwise morality will be shaken and faith will be corrupted." ”

After speaking, many people agreed.

Since you say that the shrike is not the main evil, then you are guilty of covering it up.

These words also remind Oran that it is against justice and justice for the shrike to cover the lying corpse, and for you to cover him.

Out of the corner of his eye, the crown prince glanced at Miba's slightly moving lips beside him, and thought to himself, this childhood playmate, his theological attainments are still not missing.

Miba was Alfred's five-year-old friend, and when he went to Rome to study art, he was a friend of the same convent, and for four years, the two lived in the same room, discussing the classics and swordsmanship, as well as the way of governing the country.

Later, when Alfred returned to England, Miba remained in the city of Rome to continue his studies.

Then another Roman monk stood up and wrote about how the barbarians around the Mediterranean treated women.

"The virtues and ethics of the nobility come from respect for others, and the Father of Heaven has said that women should be treated with more respect, otherwise what is the difference between them and wild beasts?"

After Nigau I came to power, he repeatedly issued fatwa decrees to the surrounding lords and even the nobles of the Frankish region, prohibiting them from taking concubines.

and because of this, a conflict broke out with the Franks,

Of course, the monks also gathered a group of women who gave preferential treatment.

The Pontifical See's envoys were all proficient in the Anglo-Saxon dialect, and except for the somewhat stiff accents, there was no obstacle to communication.

Orlan likes to talk high-pitched, but he hates being told by others.

Seeing that the scene was full of applause, Oran felt that he wanted to convince them.

If you don't agree with the "wrong subordinates", then even the charge of "covering up" will be removed.

Oran clapped his hands and praised, "I am overjoyed to hear your words, and I really want to go to Rome and be taught by the side of the Holy See." ”

Then he looked at the noblewoman, got up and approached to comfort her, "Ma'am, your servants have been killed, and you have witnesses to these atrocities?"

After hesitating, the woman shook her head and said, "He (the shrike) persecuted me that day, and many people saw it. ”

Orlan asked, "What do you eat in the morning?"

"Simple refried beans, cabbage, a little ......"

"What about last night?"

"A plate of grilled fish, a sour apple, a plate of ......"

"What about yesterday afternoon?"

"Yes......"

"What about the night before yesterday?"

Orlan kept asking back, asking about six or seven meals, as well as some trivial things in the past two days, but the woman couldn't fully reply correctly.

Because it is too peaceful, people rarely remember such small daily things.

Oran smiled and said to everyone, "In just two or three days, memories will be wrong, so this lady has lost many relatives, traveled a long way, and was injured by Vikings on the way, hungry and tired, will she hallucinate?"

The woman shook her head vigorously, but Oran continued to ask, "Think about it, look at the shrike, how can he be so weak?"

Shrike was imprisoned for two days, was in poor spirits, and when he heard this, he "coughed wildly".

It's so bad that this acting is so bad that Oran feels that he will give the most points.

"The Vikings have dealt him a heavy blow when they hit the king, and now they cough up blood from time to time, thanks to God's protection." Orlan exacerbated his symptoms and reminded everyone that the shrike was a warrior.

"I'm not mistaken!"

"You're mistaken."

"No, I didn't meet the Vikings who hurt me."

"Then when you entered the manor, you confessed that your family was destroyed by the Vikings and that you had come here to seek refuge from your relatives?"

"It's before you leave, not on the road."

"But the way you came was entrenched by the Vikings, do you want me to give you the names of a few chiefs? Help you remember?"

"I touched it once, but my servant protected me and escaped."

"Did you say that you just did?"

"Ahh

"How old are your servants and butlers?"

"One in his sixties, and one ......"

"More than sixty is really a very long age, in the past sixty years, our country has changed five kings, maybe your steward has some illness, so he was called by the Lord, your servant to protect you, then he was injured?"

"Yes."

"That's right, he died suddenly, probably because of an inflamed wound and infection, and unfortunately passed away."

"No, he's always been fit!"

"Is he hurt? Recent. ”

"Yes...... Some. ”

"How did it hurt?"

"It was also the damage that the Vikings left on my father when they invaded his estate."

"The truth is becoming clearer, is it a sword wound or an axe wound?"

"All have ......"

"Before you fled to this manor, you didn't have enough to eat and sleep for a few days."

"Almost every day."

"How many days?"

"I can't remember."

"Because there are so many, so much that you're already in physical and mental trouble, poor lady."

Then Orlan put his hand on his waist and stepped forward. Push the woman into a corner.

It was like he wanted to use force.

The woman was frightened and crouched down.

Several Roman knights immediately stepped forward to protect them, including Miba.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to get a towel to wipe the lady's sweat."

As he spoke, Orlan lifted his hand and pulled out a clean white cloth from his sleeve.

"Ladies and gentlemen, people's actions and mannerisms can sometimes be misunderstood, such as when I tried to help her, but she thought I was going to hurt her.

I have heard that one of the accusations of this lady is that the shrike dragged her long hair and committed violence, could it be a misunderstanding?

The truth is that Berau stepped forward to care, and I asked all the soldiers closest to the door of the lord's house at that time, and this was the answer.

The screams were also well understood, and the lady was in a state of confusion and had difficulty judging what was in front of her. ”

Orlan looked at the woman again and said solemnly, "You have a devil hidden in your heart, burn him!"

"What did you say?" Miba put his hand on his waist, meaning to use force.

"I say that the Vikings have caused her fear and confusion and should be removed, and I suggest that you, an adult from the Holy City, and the monks, help her to return to the arms of the Lord."

Sals then walked past Miba, as the Orlan Eagles escorts all stood up, and some of them drew their small crossbows.

The meeting was full of murderous machines.

Sals walked through Miba and lifted the woman up, "Poor lady, you're safe. ”

And patted her on the shoulder, leaned closer and whispered, "If you remember wrong, you can live a peaceful and comfortable life, otherwise, the end will be miserable, ma'am." ”

He looked at the shrike again, and the latter answered immediately.

"Let this lady stay at the manor, and I will take care of her as best I can."

This is a scene, and the woman will not agree, and in the end, under pressure, she can only admit that she is really too tired and has lost the ability to think.

The shrike was finally let go.

Then Orlan asked, "Should I be given an account to be so brutally caught in the shriek, Lord Rodway?"

"Your Excellency, we have a guest from Rome, we should be united and fraternal, and we will talk about the rest later."

The crown prince came forward to play a round, and Oran saw this, and reluctantly put an end to the matter.

It's a long time coming.

Miba also put away and questioned Orlan about the Tome of Indulgence.

Then the crown prince washed the dust of these envoys and bathed himself.

A sumptuous dinner will be prepared later.

Orlan stayed for the feast.

When he left the hall to prepare to take a bath,

Looking at the poor woman who had just been ignored, she walked out of the hall and gradually disappeared from perspective.

I thought of the three years in which many English people had been ruined by the war.

He called the Titan and asked him to find someone to help the woman settle down and survive.

"She's pitiful, Your Excellency."

The Titan couldn't resist Oran, so he could only say one sentence.

"You marry her?"

"Me!"

"Put away the mercy of the moment, memorize all the decrees and laws of the crown prince, and return to King's Landing to compile the code with the other monks."

"Yes."

Eventually, the Titan took the event under a pseudonym and recorded it in his codex.

He thought that the weak should be given more opportunities to speak out.

Otherwise, the powerful lord, relying on majesty and persecution, can lead the problem to his advantage with a few words.

What if the weak could have an agent to debate?

What if there were more protections for women?

All changes are daily experiences, little by little,

The Titans thought of defense systems, trial courts, and the revision of ancient laws.

Someone does what.

Leave the dirty work to the wicked.

Sals entered while bathing in Oran.

He sat in a large wooden barrel, and after letting the maid with water go out, he spoke,

"At the dinner party, invite these Romans to give lectures in King's Landing, ask women for women, books for books, gold and silver for gold and silver, and ask them to come with righteousness and go with them with the seven evils."

"Good idea, Your Excellency."

After Sals withdrew.

Oran picked up the ladle and poured it, muttering to himself.

On the way to the south this time, he encountered another sneak attack and assassination.

It is a small Danish force loyal to Snake Eyes who wants to recapture Hafdan.

There were fifteen people.

When Orlan caught them, he ......

Armand once, Fat Guy once, Queen once, Vikings this time......

This is just the beginning, there will be more assassinations.

He is the one who has been under the pressure of domination for so long that he has hallucinated.

Gradually, the voice of Christ came to my ears......

"What can I do to be safe?"

"As you think, as you wish." The voice of Christ.

"Nico, Frankish, Viking, Mediterranean, Roman...... Let's all die. ”

......

Theodor was drawing his sword from a Catholic nobleman.

"Remember, in the future, when you kill someone, you must be sure to cut off your breath before you can turn your back to the corpse."

Theodor taught a group of teenagers to wield the sword, his newly created pro-army.

After taking control of Cornwall, he continued to amass Cornish wealth.

More cruel than any Viking.

A considerable part of them was sent to Normandy to the Archduke of Rollo.

England was not his home, and he wanted to go back to Franks.

He asked an old Viking leader for help, and his letters to Rollo were full of sincerity, hoping to marry one of her granddaughters.

He said that he had followed Hestein to Normandy a long time ago and had met this woman.

After that, he never forgot it.

Rollo readily agreed to the marriage request of such an excellent new Viking leader, who was also the adopted son of Hasstein.

She has a lot of granddaughters, and she can use it to control Cornwall, so why not?

When Rollo agreed to the letter, he followed a Frankish guard to Cornwall.

Theodore could not hide his excitement and took the marriage letter.

The relatives couldn't understand, and someone persuaded that Luo Luo was a prince of God after all, and he only secretly helped with this time.

If you get too close, you may be expelled from King Ragna's circle of followers.

But these objections could not shake Theodore.

A plan that no one knows about, and it is slowly being implemented.

At the beginning of April, he sailed for several days with a dragon ship into Normandy, carrying with him a wedding bride price.

At Rollo Castle, he transforms into a Frankish aristocratic costume and meets his future wife and the eldest duke.

Rollo is also in his seventies.

Although the ducal throne supported his majesty, the wrinkles were indelible.

There is also a cough that comes out from time to time.

Theodor was convinced that within three years, the Vikings would be reshuffled.

He's going to take a gamble.

When no one is around, he swears allegiance to Rollo.

and agreed to look for an opportunity to give Cornwall away.

For Rollo, he supported his brother and deserved to share a little fruit.

These lands can be given to more children and avoid civil wars after their own deaths.

As soon as Rollo was pleased, he also gave Theodore the name.

Secretly communicating with her fiancée, the already dazed woman proposed to her grandfather that, according to the ancient Frankish tradition, she hoped that Theodor would inherit the name of the Grand Duke.

This is an expression of the family lineage, and it also symbolizes that the younger generation will protect the legacy left by the elders.

There are also other relatives in Rollo's family who have received their own names.

To indicate a distinction, personal information or place names are often added to the prefix.

This was not an outrageous request, but it made Rollo feel even more that Theodore really wanted to marry.

Thus, Rollo of Cornwall was born.