The carriage sailed along the avenue, but there was not a hint of bumps in the fine timber body, painted in a dignified jet black, with the coat of arms of the Miró royal family engraved on it.

Dick sat in the carriage, he was dressed in a neatly ironed coat, a beautiful bow tie, a high top hat, and in his right hand he still held the cane with a skull carved at the top, and the whole person looked handsome and spirited. The style is striking.

Dimichra sat across from him, dressed in a black evening gown, with her hair held up high, looking dignified and elegant, and at this moment she was stretching out her hand to help Dick arrange her coat and bow tie.

The carriage galloped all the way to the palace. The coachman showed his credentials to the guards guarding the palace gates, and the guards separated the crossed halberds and allowed the carriage to pass.

The carriage came to a halt when it reached the door of the royal study of the palace, and the coachman jumped out of the carriage and opened the door, through which a high top hat leaned out, and then one hand held the edge of the door, and Dick stepped down with graceful steps.

Dick didn't leave when he got out of the car, but stood there with one hand outstretched. A slender hand stretched out from the carriage, and the small jade hand landed on Dick's outstretched palm, and then Dimihera walked down with Dick's support in one hand, holding her long skirt in one hand.

Dick took Dimihera's little hand, pushed open the high door of the imperial study, and calmly walked in.

In the imperial study, Mitte the Great and Prime Minister Jimmel had arrived. Field Marshal Lupsas was in charge of the battle against the Orcs at the front, so he was not present.

Jimmel frowned and looked at Dimhera and said displeasedly, "Prince Dick, the matter we are going to discuss is very important. You should come alone. ”

Dick took off his top hat and unbuttoned his coat. Calmly placed on the shelf on the side, he smiled lightly: "Lord Jimmel." Let me tell you that this is Miss Demichra, the Holy Maiden of the Throne of the God of War, and therefore she is fully qualified to come to this meeting. ”

There was surprise in Gimmel's eyes, and he looked Dimihera up and down, and Dimihera stared at him calmly.

Emperor Mitte coughed and said, "Prince Dick, before the meeting begins, could you please explain your identity?" Who are you, the vengeful prince of Faun, or the prince of Miro, or the oracle of Lord War? Can you answer me that question? All of us are a little confused. Because Dick is the messenger of the god of war, Mitte uses the honorific title "you".

Looking at the eloquent Mitter, Dick nodded secretly in his heart, as long as this kid gets rid of the easy shyness, he still has a very imperial temperament!

Thinking about it, Dick brought out a set of words that he had already discussed with Dimichra: "Honorable Mitt Bixia. I am the prince of Faun, the prince of Miró and the messenger of the god of war.

More than a decade ago, my uncle Yax murdered my parents. In order to escape the pursuit, I fled to the border of Milo, but I was cursed by the dark and forbidden curse "Eternal Night". In the past eight years, I have not been able to make an inch of progress.

I grew up in the Miró Empire, at the Valques Academy. Therefore, I don't have any feelings for the Faun Empire, and I have a greater sense of belonging to Miro than Faun. Compared to the Lord of Light. I prefer to believe in the god of war!

In one of my adventures, I was valued by the God of War and was chosen as an envoy, and the God of War lifted the curse for me and gave me treasures to greatly improve my cultivation. ”

Speaking of which, Mitter, Lupsas, and Gimmel's faces all looked much better, and these were all consistent with the information they had obtained from the Valques Academy, Dick's cultivation was indeed delayed for eight years, and then suddenly he improved by leaps and bounds like a divine help, and it would be reasonable to say that this was the help of the God of War.

Dick paused, and then continued: "How can I not avenge my parents' revenge, not to mention that he Yax still killed his brother to seize the throne! In order to take revenge, I entered the Miro political arena alone, and at the same time, I also bear the myth of the god of war......"

"What is the myth of Lord Mars?" Marshal Lupsas immediately interrupted Dick's words and said eagerly.

Dick said slowly: "Protect the human race, and at the same time spread the faith of the God of War to every corner of the Karimodan continent." As you can see, there is no conflict between the myth and my Jihua, as long as I help the Miro Empire to conquer the Faun Empire, it is equivalent to spreading the belief of the God of War to Faun. ”

"And then?" Mitt asked with interest.

"And then as Bixia knows, I helped you capture the Faun Empire, then killed Yax, and then resigned and left, of course, Bixia is benevolent and has not canceled the title of Weichen. Dick replied.

"I originally planned to serve the god of war for the rest of my life, but a few days ago, I received a myth from the god of war, the orc clan dared to invade my human territory, and the god of war ordered me to assist Bixia to resist this orc invasion. ”

"I see. Mitte said suddenly, he pondered for a moment, and then called, "Prince Dick!"

"Wechen is here. Dick bowed.

Mitte's voice echoed in this imperial study: "You are a Faenn, but you entered my Miro Empire as an official, with bad intentions, this is a great sin! You still have the title of prince and fief. ”

"Thanks, Bixia!" Dick saluted.

"Mitte Bixia, can I say something?" said Dimichra suddenly.

"Please, Your Highness. Mitt said with a smile.

Di Mihera pulled up her skirt and bowed slightly, and said lightly with her red lips: "The great God of War has also issued another oracle, that is, to establish the God of War Cult in the territory of Miro and Faun, a religious organization similar to the Holy See of Light. Mistress Dick is the Pope. ”

This was also the decision of Demihera after consulting with Dick, a religious organization similar to the Holy See of Light, which meant an independent, army of fanatics like the Crusaders, and a mage-training system like the Temple Priests. This is an independent army that acts only according to the prophecy,

Its existence would save Dick a lot of trouble, at least if he wanted to send troops in the future, he wouldn't have to go through the Emperor's level. Moreover, the "gods" could not personally give oracles to anyone, because if anyone could listen to the voice of God, God would lose his majesty, and the prophecy should be conveyed by special priests and priests, and the grace of God would be in line with God's transcendent status.

Demichra suggested that Dick should make this request at this time, as the royal family of Miró needed the help of his oracle.

"This ......" Mitt really hesitated, if a religious organization like the God of War Cult was really established, it would mean that the Miro Empire would have an independent army that would not directly obey its orders. This will undoubtedly shake the rule of the emperor.

Di Mihera said with a smile: "Mitre Bixia, the Holy See of Light has existed for more than a thousand years, and it is so solid that Qiu has not committed any crimes, which is enough to prove that such a religious organization will not have a negative impact on the empire." Moreover, this is the will of the great god of war, and you should not doubt the wisdom of the god of war. ”

Mitt hurriedly said, "No, no, I definitely don't mean to be disrespectful to the god of war. ”

He frowned and pondered, and after a long time, he finally made up his mind and said, "Prince Dick listens to orders." ”

"Wechen is here. ”

"In keeping with the will of the great God of War, I grant you full authority for the establishment of the Cult of War, and make you the Pope of the God of War. You said that the Abyss Demon Clan will no longer invade the southwestern border of my Miro Empire, so reorganize your Demon Hunting Legion into the God of War Legion, which is specifically responsible for the position of apologetic. ”

"Yes, Bixia, do as you command!" Dick saluted respectfully.

Mitt let out a long breath and asked, "Are there any other gods of war that have been issued?"

"Back to Bixia, no. Dimihera said.

"So let's talk about how to deal with the orc invasion, Prince Dick, do you have any good ideas?"

Dick took a step forward and said loudly: "Back to Bixia, Weichen has notified the Abyss Demon Kings in the southwest of the empire and ordered them to lead 300,000 Abyss Demons to help in the battle. The speed of the Demon Clan's march was unmatched by that of the Terrans, and three days was enough time for them to reach the front line. ”

He paused, and then said: "As for the strategic policy, I think we should order the troops in the Faun Empire to rely on the city to hold on, and the troops in the Miro Empire to find an opportunity to fight the main force of the orc race. ”

"Master Dick has a point, although I don't know much about military affairs, I also know that the orcs are the one who enters the country and raids, and the longer the war drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us, so we should look for opportunities to fight quickly. Prime Minister Gimmel said.

Mitt smiled, "Okay, let's discuss the details again." ”

......

The discussion continued into the evening, and Dick and Mitte had a heated discussion about the use of troops by the orcs, Dick was experienced, and Mitt was creative, and the two learned from each other's strengths and weaknesses and worked out detailed combat jihua, but some of the details had to wait until the front line to consult with Marshal Lupsas before deciding on it.

When the moon hung in the middle of the sky, Dick and Dimhera finally walked out of the study, and the Great Mitte himself sent them out. The two of them left the palace in a carriage and drove towards the prince's palace. (To be continued......)