As the kingdom of Sauron, which occupies nearly half of the land area of the Roland continent, its royal capital is not as large as imagined.
The royal palace is definitely not called "the glory of the golden wall".
However, as an ancient kingdom that has been famous in the Roland continent for hundreds of years, the main building of the royal palace still leaves traces of history.
Beneath the eighteen-storey castle, the tallest tower, is the main palace.
More than a dozen huge statues on the periphery of the main hall record the achievements of the legendary great men in the history of the kingdom, and around those exquisitely carved figures, there are also stone carved patterns of birds and beasts.
There are also stone tablets below, and the dense handwriting on them tells the glorious history.
It's nothing more than some year and month, a certain monarch conquered a certain piece of land.
Or a certain year and a certain month, a certain monarch defeated a certain country's army, and so on.
The hall was spotless, and everything around it was silent.
The walls are beautifully frescoed with vivid frescoes, and the ceiling overhead is covered with sky-like reliefs, which are not real, but are inlaid with some strange gems that still look brilliant.
Unlike ordinary royal palaces, there were no well-guarded guards patrolling around.
Like the monarchs of the Kingdom of Sauron, this generation of kings still believes in the belief that only the invisible strength is the most feared Rather than making three steps, one post, two steps and one sentry, that is just the move of the nouveau riche.
The bun has meat, not on the pleats The king of this generation was just thirty-five years old.
His appearance looked much older than his strength, and during the five years of his reign, not a day went by that the ambitious king did not do his best for his country.
And the greatest potential danger to the royal power is undoubtedly the ubiquitous temple in the Roland Continent "God's authority is above all else" The king said softly to himself with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Why is God on high and since I rule this country, then everything must be carried out by my will."
The wrinkles in the corners of the king's eyes gradually relaxed, and he turned to look at his most trusted minister, the kingdom's aged right minister.
The right minister served as his own teacher when he was still the crown prince, and for this teacher, the king often had a little more respect when he favored him, at least on the surface.
Looking at the right minister, the king smiled: "Right minister, is there any movement in the temple, has the people we sent not come back yet?"
The skin on the old right minister's face was wrinkled like air-dried orange peel, and he looked like he was about to die.
For this ugly old man, there has always been a sense of reverence within the kingdom.
But the king only had trust in his eyes at the moment "Your Majesty, don't worry.
Captain Biya had already gone with the fleet to meet him.
Presumably, the people of the temple are not so easy to get hold of, and in the current situation, we have to take advantage of the fact that the temple does not dare to rashly turn against us publicly, even if they have actions, they must do it secretly.
We can take advantage of that. ” The king seemed to be casually playing with the ring on his finger, and said slowly: "Then, what is the attitude of that woman in the black veil?"
There was a wise look in the right minister's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "That woman has rarely appeared since she came back from the south last time.
Before the war, she had lost most of the temple's trust.
In fact, I've been secretly observing, and the temple may have wanted to transfer her back for a long time, but because she was a public saint after all, a black veil saint sent by the temple.
So I'm waiting for an excuse. ” The king smiled: "Then, do we need to provide an excuse to the temple, this black yarn is very strong, do we need to be careful?"
The old right minister lowered his head, as if hiding the gaze in his eyes: "No."
I think that it is more beneficial for us to have a saint who is in harmony with the temple, and if the temple sends a saint who is completely faithful, then it will cause us some trouble. ” The king nodded, obviously very satisfied with the old right minister's answer, and then he spoke again: "Then what about the old god stick in the temple, what is he thinking, there are five more paladins in the temple in ten days, I even wonder if he is playing tricks, is it that the paladins are no longer worth anything, it turns out that I can't find two or three top masters all over the continent, and suddenly so many of them appeared, could it be that they grew from the ground?"
The king's tone was a little angry, and even more impatient.
The more paladins there are in the temple, the greater the power and threat of the temple will naturally be.
Right Xiang bowed down and said in a low voice: "The strength of the paladin cannot be doubted.
I have already secretly sent someone to investigate, and each of the five people newly given the title of Paladin has very outstanding strength.
The background is also very clean, and I can't find anything strange, but I think their background is so clean that it makes people suspicious."
The king's eyes lit up: "You mean these paladins are from" Lao Youxiang closed his mouth, stretched out a finger, and pointed in the direction of the north.
The king looked at the gesture of the old right minister, and a contemplative expression appeared on his face: "Could it be the Frankish kingdom Although the Frankish kingdom is known as the birthplace of knights, they have not produced a paladin for more than a hundred years." ” The right minister shook his head, still pointing to the north.
The king frowned: "Could it be that the Teutonic Kingdom secretly supports the temple Well, the current Fielding Paladins are Teutons, and the Teutonic Kingdom has heard of a few excellent warriors, but these people will not become paladins overnight, is it possible that their strength is given by God?"
The right minister still shook his head, his finger still pointing north.
The king finally changed color: "Teacher, you mean those creatures" Right Xiang nodded and sighed: "I'm afraid this is the only reasonable explanation, even if it is the Bright Continent, it is impossible for so many Sword Saint Warriors to emerge at once."
Similarly, Roland Continent would not have so many paladins out of thin air.
The only possibility is that powerful race in the north."
The king sneered: "That old god stick in the temple, in order to be the pope, even the dragon clan dares to collude, isn't the dragon clan a heretic, does the dragon clan dare to go out of their territory?"
The right minister smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, do you remember what I said when I taught you?"
The king lowered his head and thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Remember," he closed his eyes and said slowly: "When everything involves the highest interests, even mortal enemies can quickly resolve grievances.
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There are no eternal enemies, and there are no eternal friends.
Religion is just a pretense for deception, the brighter the place, the darker the hidden corners" At this point, the king reopened his eyes, swept his gaze to the old right minister, and said softly: "So, that old god stick has gone out of his way to take action in order to seize the highest benefits, and even tore off the hypocritical mask of their religion, right?"
The right minister didn't speak, just bowed down.
The king walked slowly to the edge of the main hall, his palm gently caressing the beautiful frescoes and reliefs on the walls, his fingers touching the cold reliefs, his movements were gentle, like a lover's caressing.
Then a look of pride appeared on the king's face: "This is the wealth left by my ancestors, and I will never hand over the kingdom to those gods" He sighed, glanced at the old right minister, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can go back."
Wait for the messenger of the Empire of Light to have news, and then tell me. ” The right side folded his sleeves and bowed back.
He took a few steps back, then turned to leave.
When the old man walked out of the palace hall, the cold air in front of him shocked his spirit, he involuntarily straightened his body that had been stiff, and the old dragon clock on his face was also swept away in an instant, and a pair of cloudy eyes flashed a trace of essence: "Our king is becoming more and more difficult to control."
He suddenly felt as if a beam of gaze was shooting from behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that there was no one in the corner.
But the feeling of a thorn in the back just now was an illusion?
The old right minister bent down again, and left the palace with staggering steps, so it was better to be careful.
It seemed that the king was the only one left in the main hall, and he suddenly sighed and smiled, "Master Sith, what do you think?"
In the corner of the originally empty hall, a black robe suddenly appeared, and under the black robe, a figure appeared.
The indifferent gaze seemed to have no emotion.
"Your Majesty, how do you ask me such a question, how do you want me to answer it?"
his face gradually emerged from the gloom in the corner, it was a face like a knife, with a cold expression and a cold tone.
If someone else is here at this moment, they will definitely be surprised to see this face, because this face is undoubtedly one of the most famous faces in the entire Roland Continent, as the chief teacher of the Roland Continent Magician Association, the Grand Wizard and Master Sith, is undoubtedly one of the most famous people in the Roland Continent What is even more surprising is that this leader of the Wizards' Guild will appear in the royal palace of the Kingdom of Sauron, because the Magicians' Guild has always been the most loyal ally of the temple The king waved his hand, a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "Master Sith, do you still have to wear your cold mask even in the face of your allies, when facing me, I know that the Right Prime Minister also has a secret relationship with the Temple."
But I am not surprised, as this old fellow taught me, that there is no eternal enemy in the face of profit, and there is no eternal friend like his dealings with the Temple, and now you are on my side.
In the end, the king had a deep smile on his face, and looked at this top magician in the Roland Continent with great meaning.
The Sith's grim face flashed with a hint of strangeness: "But don't forget, we are only temporary allies, and all cooperation with the Sauron Kingdom is reserved, do you trust me so much?"
The king smiled lightly, skillfully changed the subject, and suddenly asked, "That envoy of the Empire of Light, is your information accurate, he really killed the trusted paladin of the temple alone?"
Sith shook his head, "To be exact, I don't know much.
I know that the temple sent that annoying Amausius to intercept him, but no one came back."
The king grinned, he smiled as if he was very happy, and sighed softly: "It seems that this new ally of our southern continent has sent us a wonderful fellow. ” As if deliberately not wanting to make the king in front of him too proud, a hint of sarcasm suddenly flashed in the cold eyes of the Sith: "This news, not only do we know, in fact, your right minister should also get the news last night, but" The king shook his head, and said, "But he did not tell me, because the news came from the temple, and he was afraid that I would suspect the origin of his news."
Master Sith, that's what you're telling me for."
The Sith gave the king a cold look and closed his mouth.
The king sat down slowly, and said, "No matter how the situation changes, I will always believe in one truth: use" His serious face was a little proud: "Any situation can be used, as long as your means are clever enough" Sith looked at this ordinary human sitting in front of him, although he was the honor of the king, but from the eyes of the magician, he was just an ordinary human, he did not have the powerful force of a knight, and he did not have the magic of a magician.
Even now, with a random throw of magic from the Sith, this guy can be killed.
However, his self-confidence made Sith feel a little weird in his heart: the Magic Association cooperated with the Kingdom of Sauron, and he didn't want to be annexed by the temple, but if he cooperated with this guy in front of him, would he also be swallowed by this guy in the future In the darkness of the night, in a tall gray building about a hundred miles away from the royal capital of the kingdom of Sauron, five horses rushed from the outer hall into the inner hall at a rapid pace.
Because they were holding the staff of the high priests of the temple, the guards did not stop them.
As they rode straight up the steps, two servants finally blocked their way.
Looking at the closed gate behind the two servants, the five men turned over and dismounted, their bodies tightly wrapped in black robes, and the huge cloak on their heads covered all their faces.
The leader said in a hoarse voice, "We have come from the temple to see your lordship."
The two divine servants glanced at each other, and one of them had a embarrassed expression on his face: "The Lord is cultivating behind closed doors, I'm afraid" The leader snorted coldly: "The order of the chief elder of the temple, do you dare to disobey it" He slowly lowered the cloak covering his head, revealing a face full of anger.
The two servants could clearly see that under his neck, a piece of armor shimmering with metallic light was revealed The man seemed to be about to say something, and the large, strong hand behind him gently patted him on the shoulder.
The man immediately lowered his head and took a step back.
An unusually tall figure walked up behind him, and his voice was very deep: "Go and tell your lordship, you will not be punished."
Before the two servants could speak, four young knights had already run out of the corridors on either side of the main hall, each of them wearing silver armor and a black cloak that symbolized the "Holy Knights".
The young knight in the lead's face was like frost: "Who dares to disturb the cultivation of adults, adults have lives, just tell me something" The young knight already pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist.
Some even wondered: The temple, is it the temple that someone from the temple has come to punish the adults, no matter what, the adults can't be harmed in any way The tall, well-voiced man sighed, slowly raised his hands, and lifted the black cloak over his head, revealing a square face, his dense beard making his face look extremely resolute and resolute.
As he untied the belt around his waist and took off his robe, revealing the golden armor that symbolized the "paladin".
The young knight who stood in their way finally changed color: "Lord Augustine" Facing the most prestigious and most qualified paladin in the Roland Continent, these young people lowered their arrogant heads as if they had seen the idol of their dreams, and the hand that was originally pressed on the hilt of the sword immediately drooped.
No one dared to be unreasonable in front of the paladin, and in the face of this Augustinian master, in addition to awe, these young people respected his noble personality even more.
Augustine's tone was very gentle: "Okay, I'm here for a secret, don't make a noise, now take me to meet you adults" Despite his efforts to maintain a gentle tone, the paladin's face couldn't help but show a little eagerness.
The four young knights who were blocking hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Lord Augustine, your lord said before he went in, even if the chief elder came, he would not be there."
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Augustine frowned: "Is it possible to disobey the meaning of the temple for the sake of that little discord?"
He suddenly took two steps forward, and the four young knights seemed to hesitate, but they still stopped in front of them, but they did not dare to touch the long sword under their waists again, and used their bodies to block the front of the not spacious steps.
Augustine's eyebrows raised slightly, and he said in a low voice: "In the name of the head of the Holy Knights, I order you to get out of the way and don't force me to do anything to you" The young men were still hesitating, but Augustine suddenly smiled: "It seems that you really respect your lords, and even dare to disobey my orders for the sake of your lords." ” His palm had been slowly raised, and it was placed on the shoulder of a young knight in front of him.
A gentle force passed, and as soon as the young man's body went limp, he was squeezed aside.
At this moment, the black door above the stairs opened silently.
A slender figure wrapped in a black robe walked out slowly.
The long black satin-like hair fluttered in the night wind, and the corners of the black gauze robe fluttered.
That face was as holy and beautiful as a goddess under the night, and a pair of eyes were like cold stars in the sky, looking indifferently at the paladin under the steps.
Augustine let go of his hand and smiled, "Muse, long time no see." ” There was a warm look in Hei Sha's eyes, but his tone was still flat: "Augustine, they sent you again this time."
But even if it's you, I won't compromise."
Augustine sighed, "I guessed you would say something like that, but I'm not here to force you to make a decision this time.
The latest order of the temple I brought was a joint decision made by several elders, not just the meaning of the lord.
I don't think you'll object to it again this time. ” The black veil lowered her eyelids, as if thinking, and then she raised her head and looked at Augustine deeply: "Paladin, please come in." ” To be continued: