The splendid and spacious hall is now filled with banquets, long tables with white cloths, silver cutlery, bright red wines, and a variety of delicacies.

Nearly 100 gentlemen in straight dresses or graceful ladies shuttled through, some chatting and laughing with each other, some quietly sipping fine wine, and some talking.

Dick stood in a corner with his glass in hand, watching it all with satisfaction. Almost the entire imperial capital's high society figures have gathered here. From time to time, someone would come up to give a toast or congratulate Dick. Dick all smiled and saluted one by one.

Of course, in order to prepare for this banquet that Dick had decided on the spur of the moment, the entire Earl's mansion, whether it was the butlers, the servants, or the kitchen men, was busy enough.

The nobles who originally gathered at the door of Dick's mansion were also greatly relieved, because not every winner of the survival competition was as "sensible" as Dick, and there were also some cultivators who were arrogant and disdainful of socializing and clinging to relationships.

Originally, when they heard the butler of the Earl's Court claim that Dick had never been to the Earl's Court, they almost thought that Dick was deliberately hiding in the palace and disdained to see him and the others, but fortunately Dick rushed back in time to avoid a misunderstanding.

Through the conversations with the nobles, Dick has a certain understanding of the political situation of the Miró Empire.

Today, all the officials and nobles of the Miró Empire are mainly divided into three factions: the civilian faction led by Prime Minister McAllan supporting the Grand Prince Yorkson, the military general faction led by Imperial Marshal Lupsas supporting the Fourth Prince Longer, and the remaining neutral faction.

Whether it is the officials and nobles of the civilian faction or the military general faction, they all sent a signal to Dick to woo him, but Dick all politely refused, but this is not because he doesn't want to join, but because he has just understood the political pattern of the Miro Empire at the moment, and he still needs time to carefully watch the form, if he rashly joins a faction, if he gets on the wrong boat, the end will be very tragic.

What's more, he is still just an insignificant little earl, and he has the territory of a province. Even if you join the two major factions, you may not be able to get a high enough status.

Of course, as the leader of the two factions, neither Prime Minister McCollan nor Field Marshal Lupsas would come to visit him as a small earl.

Although the figures at the banquet at this moment occupied most of the upper nobles in the entire imperial capital, the vast majority of them were titles below the rank of marquis. The real feudal official, a big man like a town marquis, still needs to visit himself in person in the future.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion at the door, vaguely mixed with the sound of nobles saluting. Dick casually set aside the wine glass in his hand and hurried to the door. A large group of nobles had gathered at the entrance of the banquet hall.

"See Her Royal Highness the Princess!" the nobles bowed.

Dick came out of the crowd and was taken aback when he saw the appearance of the person who came: "Arya, why are you?"

Surrounded by the crowd, Arya was wearing a turquoise banquet dress, luxurious and elegant. Her face was also painted with light makeup, and her face was even more pretty, and she wore a small phoenix headdress on her head, showing her noble status. Beside Arya stood a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who seemed to be particularly uncomfortable with being watched by so many people at the same time, and his face was flushed.

Seeing Dick's surprised appearance, Arya smiled deliciously: "Lord Earl, should you be a gentleman and invite me in?"

"Ah...... Yes, Weichen see Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Highness, please come in. Dick hurriedly saluted, and in order to hide his gaffe, he asked in passing, "Who is this?" referring to the little boy who followed Arya.

"This is my brother, Mitte. Arya smiled and introduced, "Come, Mitter, this is Lord Earl Dick, and my sister's junior. ”

"Hello Mistress Dick. As soon as he said this, Mitter's face turned red again, and he immediately hid behind Arya's back, looking at him as if he was particularly shy.

But in any case, Mitt is a prince, and the etiquette that should be done is inevitable, Dick bowed slightly and said, "See His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

In the corner of the banquet hall, Dick asked Arya, "May I ask why Her Royal Highness has come here?"

"I heard that you really won the Grells Survival Tournament, so I came to see you," Arya said, "When you told me in the academy that you wanted to win the competition, I thought you were just joking, but now it seems that I really underestimated you!"

"Her Royal Highness the Princess......"

Arya interrupted him: "Don't call me Her Royal Highness the Princess, just call me by my name." I went to Valkx Academy because I hated His Highness on the left and His Highness on the right. ”

"Alright then, Arya......"

Dick and Arya were chatting in the corner, time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is time for the feast to end.

Dick personally sent Arya and Mitt to the door of the mansion.

The reckless mountains in the southern part of the Theseus Empire are green and verdant as far as the eye can see. Between the mountains and valleys, a towering and magnificent white building stands majestically, which is the headquarters of the first church in the mainland, the Holy See of Light.

Stepping on the snow-white stone steps that covered the entire peak, Elizabeth approached the majestic building step by step.

At the entrance to the headquarters were guarded by two teams of Crusader knights in silver armor with spears, their armor and weapons carved with crosses entwined with rose branches.

When the knights saw Elizabeth, they all bent down and performed a knightly salute of the most standard, while separating the crossed knights' spears and making way for a passage.

Elizabeth was silent until she came to the gate of the Holy See headquarters, a huge stone door made of white moon quartz, with reliefs of crosses and angels. With a loud rumble, the door slammed open. A large hall with predominantly white décor was revealed, and at the end of the hall was a deep corridor.

Elizabeth strode forward, across the hall, through the hallway, where Zuihou stopped in front of a golden door at the end of the hallway.

"Pope Bixia, I'm back. She said softly, as if she was afraid of something that had been alarmed.

"Come in, my child. An old voice came from behind the golden gate.

She gently pushed the door open, and behind it was a very large circular room, the walls of which were covered with gilded paintings of gods and angels, and the dome was hemispherical, and on which countless precious stones were inlaid like the stars in the night. In the middle of the room, by the window, an old man with a high crown sat on a throne. The old man's hair was gray, and although his old face was full of wrinkles, his complexion was very ruddy.

Behind the Pope, on the left side, stood a young man in his early twenties, his appearance was extremely handsome, he was wearing a red gold armor, his long golden hair was extremely dazzling in the sunlight outside the window, and his pupils were also bright gold, Elizabeth looked at him, and in a trance there was an illusion, as if the young man in front of him had turned into a round of sun, exuding dazzling light all around him, full of supreme majesty.

"My child, have you succeeded?" asked the Pope, raising his eyelids slightly.

"No, Bixia, I failed. Elizabeth bowed her head and said.

"What about Weishenme, my child, you have God-given prophetic powers, and who can frustrate you?" the Pope frowned slightly.

"Bixia, the one who defeated me also has the power of prophecy. And much stronger than me. Elizabeth frowned as well, she clearly recalled the earth-shattering prophetic confrontation.

"Does he also have God-given powers?" the Pope asked again.

"No, I can feel it, it's a demonic liliang. Elizabeth said.

"Who is he?" said an inexplicable look on the Pope's old face.

"Dick Hill," Elizabeth gave the name.

"Gracia. The Pope called softly.

"In. The young man, who had been standing in silence all along, spoke.

"You have the role of leading the crusaders in the church, so keep an eye out for this man who makes deals with demons in the future. The Pope said softly.

"Yes. Gracia replied.

The Pope turned to Elizabeth and said, "Do not be discouraged, my child, for in the name of God, the light will dispel the darkness." ”

"Yes, in the name of God, the light will drive away the darkness. Elizabeth answered, but in her heart she unconsciously recalled that day, remembered the man, recalled the black wings, recalled the words: "In my name, there is light and there is darkness." ”

"All right, my child, if there is nothing else to do, go down and rest. The Pope waved his shriveled hand.

"Yes, Bixia" Elizabeth turned and stepped back, and behind her, the golden door closed automatically.

Dirkzema stood on a high hill, quietly looking down.

Five thousand brightly dressed ironclad cavalry rode their horses from the official road under the hill, like a torrent of steel rumbling by. There was no sound of people, no neighing of horses, only the clatter of heavy iron hooves on the ground, and each cavalryman had a thick bloody and murderous aura on his body.

The ironclad cavalry all held a knight's spear in one hand and a shield in the other, and the knight's sword hung diagonally from their waists, and the knight's spear was raised by the knights, like a forest of spears standing on the flat ground.

Crald and Snard stood quietly behind Dick. At this moment, it is already a week after the end of the survival match. During this week, Dick was either visiting or being visited all day long, either wooing others or being co-opted by others, and finally became familiar with all the officials in the imperial capital.

Then he had time to deal with the affairs of the territory, which suddenly changed from a city to a province, and Dick had too many things to do, and the first thing to do was to move his own soldiers and the Demon Hunters to Otto City, the capital of Otto Province.

"Clond, is this the Order of Demon Hunters you trained?" Dick asked, staring down with unblinking eyes.

"Yes, my lord, is there anything you are not satisfied with?" said Craund.

"No, this army is very good, what a hundred battles, I am very satisfied!"

Dick turned around and said, "Crand, Sna, are you still willing to follow me?

"It is the greatest honor of the last general to be able to follow the adults!" said Clond, who immediately rolled his saddle and dismounted, kneeling on one knee.

Sna also knelt on one knee: "As long as the adults don't give up, the last general is willing to follow the adults to the death." ”

"All right, get up quickly. Dick smiled at the two generals.

The two of them also got up when they heard this, and Dick's eyes turned to the bottom of the hill again.

After the 5,000 demon hunters passed, more than 400 strong dwarven warriors came, all of them were dressed in blades and armor made of dark iron, and the dwarven warriors were all high-spirited and imposing, and they were holding daunting heavy weapons such as battle axes or war hammers.

After the dwarven warriors, there are elite city defense warriors trained by Sna. Most of them were infantrymen, wearing armor and wielding sharp blades, and their military appearance was also extremely prosperous.