Falling asleep a little dazed, Lothar suddenly felt a wetness on her face and subconsciously opened her eyes.

He found a white-clothed Prajna wiping his face with a handkerchief.

He smiled and quipped, "Miss Xie is here." ”

Prajna was a little cramped, put the handkerchief in the basin and washed it: "Why do you still call me that?" ”

"It sounds pretty good."

Lothar grabbed one of her hands, feeling that it felt no different from before, and couldn't help but have a mixed emotion of relief and disappointment in her heart: "If you don't like it, how about I call you Lingyun girl?" ”

Prajna was a little puzzled: "Is the previous name more awkward?" ”

In the disembodied state, the emotions on Prajna's face also became much more vivid, which made Lothar want to say something more out of the ordinary and test Prajna's reaction—before, he could never see her mood from Pranya's face.

"Not really."

Prajna is not "to move weakly", but the pronunciation of "Bojak".

Silver, gold-engraved horse armor, decorated with a red-on-background gold-patterned horse coat, lined with the eclipse more and more low and majestic, I mounted my mount, followed by dozens of heavily armed hussars, to the king's tent in the center.

Because they are their own people, they can "break through" the blockade of the guards.

Maximilian, one of the most progressive emperors of the Habsburgs, I am known as the first knight of the Middle Ages, but I am best known for marrying Baron Marie of Burgundy, gaining the rich territories of Burgundy and the Highlands, and laying the foundation of Habsburg hegemony.

I was going to borrow only money from the Knights, and I was to seek donations from the Crusader princes and the burghers of the cities to cover the military needs I had to take over and retreat from Egypt.

"Oh..."

...

Early morning on the seventh day.

Lothar followed up and felt the emptiness under her body, and Nakajin was picked up by a little girl of 1.4 meters in a princess position.

Lothar relieved herself and asked in a lengthened tone, "You also want to take a shower, but you are moving now..."

But it was as thin as ceremonial armor, both beautiful and defensive, which also made it light, so it was no wonder that Maximilian wore it and was dragged on his mount during a confrontation with a mob.

"What about Flynn guys?"

"Ah, is that possible?"

People can't think that I am the Holy Son, the agent of the Emperor, but I can think so, even if it is the slightest hint.

The attendants also brought the eclipse over.

Even the superficial poverty of the young monks is willing to maintain, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling are proficient, and they can still receive small donations, as there is no saying, "Money will always flow to those who lack money, and love is the same." ”

Speaking of which, when Lothar was Charles I in the mock war, he and Maximilian were also contemporaries.

"Well, it's a living person after all."

Lothar replied movingly.

Just as when the Knights Templar first became famous, almost half of the European aristocracy generously donated small amounts of property, estates, and coins to the Order, and the effect was the same as that of carefully finding a well-known major order to donate?

Lothar patted her breastplate and snapped her fingers, but no wisps of holy flame appeared—without the help of that "holy weapon", the power of the holy spear she used last time could be mentioned again.

"Well, you got it."

The full plate armor set also includes horse armor and horse clothing.

"You wash it for him."

In fact, he was not able to move yet, and with the increase of his stats, the speed at which Lothar recovered from the overdraft state became very slow than before.

It wasn't until he lay down outside the tub that Lothar said, "He's warm under him now." ”

But in that era, on very few important occasions, armor was not a standard dress.

Whether I have children or not, and I have lost my feminine function, means that I will probably have to give up the status of heir to my younger brother in the future, this guy who was originally a bishop in the diocese of St. Catherine, although the rules are allowed, but for the powerful, as long as they pay a sufficient price, the rules are waiting to be broken.

The knight touched the back of his head, and his blue eyes were full of loss.

It was only by not owning the fertile land of the Nile Octagonal Continent that Lothar could be regarded as gaining a firm foothold here, and had the capital to be on an equal footing with the eight most powerful kings in the European world.

"You can call it whatever you want."

"It's a little better, it's not that I'm sweating a lot, it's not comfortable to lie down."

Lothar, who looked refreshed, with the help of Prajna, put on this set of "Maximilian" Holy Cross Gothic plate armor.

"But aren't you in an alien state now, is there anything wrong with me calling you Miss Xie?"

Praruo was a little firmer, but still said, "Wait a minute, you go and prepare cold water." ”

His hands were not very honest, and with temptation, he groped cautiously.

It was the eldest son of the Lady of Zugar, an elderly knight who did not seem to have much weight but had a very low prestige outside the territory, but unfortunately damaged vital parts in a later war.

As soon as he left the camp, Lothar saw that there were no people crowding around.

Rather than let the money donated to the monks to annex the land lie in the dust, it is like leaving it in my hands to recover the breadbasket of the Mediterranean (Egypt), which Christendom has not lost for 700 years!

When Kurs came closer, he said loudly: "Villain, about borrowing money from the Knights, these two little masters invited you to talk about it in person tonight, and their attitude is quite respectful, so there should be no problem." ”

With a hint of helplessness in his tone, Pranya grabbed his hand that reached under the hem of his clothes and took it out: "Do you feel better?" ”

"It's been a long time."

Lothar's eyes were very cold, and it was so hot that Sister Xie didn't panic.

A few people were waving and cheering, wanting to get up close and personal with Lothar's retreat.

For example, if a king wants to divorce a king who has frequent cheating with him and has slept with all the attendants around him, but if the Pope accepts the king's donation all the year round, can this be refused?

Lothar silently admonished herself in her heart.

"Tiny Dragon Slayer, Guardian of the Holy Lance!"

"Zhongjin, don't forget that you are the Lord of Darkness."

Facing Lothar's expectant eyes, Sister Xie's words of agreement could not be said to be an exit.

"But you can move..."

On the contrary, some of the poorer congregations had difficulty obtaining enough donations and had to be self-reliant, which was the reason for the popularity of small batches of monastery beer.

Pranya helped me tidy up the red feathers under the helmet, and took a few steps forward to look at it: "It's quite bad-looking, but he needs to pay attention, you can feel that there is a soul full of resentment hidden outside it." ”

Prajna took out a quill from under the table and wrote a few Latin letters, and in the center of the narrow tent, there was no huge bath tub, with a white towel on the edge and a curling of water underneath.

It was the emperor who knew that he was counting the predecessors of Lothar, and the Gothic plate armor left behind was quite gorgeous, and its underside was engraved with golden patterns, and there were few places inlaid with no pearls and gems, which was obviously a pair of ceremonial armor.

At first, I felt a little awkward, but I got used to it, and I got used to it, and there are more names than her in this era.

Then.

The whole camp was boiling.

You said that, carefully wiping Lothar's body.

Lothar teased: "Touch what you do, you are the holy foreskin of Jesus, it is the one who can revive him." ”

"I've been invited to a celebration dinner by the Great King."

A knight broke through the guards' blockade, came close and respectfully said, "Villain, can you touch him?" ”

Naturally, being heavily armed is to retreat into rebellion.

On the retreat road, Lothar waved to both sides of the road, but in his heart he felt as he did later, and the power of faith could not be used, but he could indulge in it.

At that time, the donation of the aristocracy and the burgher class to the church, in addition to the belief factor of "seeking salvation", was actually a disguised exchange of interests.

Charles I's son Louis XI's youngest opponent was not the Holy Roman Emperors Maxiliju and I, and the battle between the two over the Burgundian heritage is fully capable of making a magnificent film and television work.

It was true that many churches and monasteries were poorer and more observant of the Dharma, but fewer churches and monasteries were.

You come to you and say, "Lift your neck." ”

"Praise be to St. Lothar!"