Chapter 9 Cosmic Structure and Holy War (Part 2)

The Principality of Duzis

The small castle on the hills is also the center of his territory. If Prika counts it, it is still the grandson of the first duke. Over the past sixty years, Ibani has given birth to four legal sons and two daughters, and these sons and daughters have reproduced the next generation. It can be said that the descendants of God have become full.

Under the system of feudal states, even a prince would not be able to obtain a real lord. Generally speaking, there was only one baron leader. Now, as a special grandson, he could also obtain a hereditary lord. This was because there were too few feudalists in the early offices, and for example, this was the case.

However, by Pulika's generation, the elf bloodline has dropped to less than one-eighth, so it is not considered a half-elves. If there are no exceptions, his life span will be only about a hundred years.

He rode his horse in the grassland in front of the castle. He rode his horse like this for an hour every day. Not only could he hone the skills of a knight, but he could also experience a full sense of pleasure.

Although they are members of the office and will definitely be members of the royal family in the future, they will still not be able to be granted the title of a noble without becoming a level 6 warrior or a magician - those descendants who are not suitable for magic and combat can become scholars and bureaucrats, but if they don’t even know this, they will be given a small manor and a lord.

In fact, as a descendant of the God of War, he is talented in warriors, and there are very few cases of real waste. Pulika became a level 6 warrior at the age of nineteen and was baptized by the Rose Knight and was officially named the Green Rose Knight.

"Sir, come back to the castle quickly, we're here." A knight rushed forward and then reported, "It's Lord Messel who is here!"

"Ah, is it Master Messel?" Pulika hurriedly rode back. After a while, he came to his castle and went directly into the small square inside.

When I entered the hall directly, I saw a woman on the sofa on the two sides of the hall. Behind her were two knights. Even in this hall, these two knights were fully armed, with their bodies and faces hidden in their armor.

The bright sunshine in the morning shone on her from the glass window. Although this Messer's woman is a human, she is a voter. Although she is over one hundred years old, she still looks like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. But when her eyes turn, her deep and autumn water-like eyes made Prika feel a little chill.

"Second-level Green Rose Knight, pay tribute to you, Lord Messel." Pulika immediately paid tribute to her in the orderly arrangement of the church system. He paused, and then relaxed when he saw her signal, saying, "Auntie Messel, why are you here? Do you have any instructions?"

Here, except for the Duke and Crown Prince, the Knight of the Golden Rose, and the current diocese Archbishop of the Holy Talisman (the population of the Principality exceeded 500,000, so the diocese was established and the Archbishop of the Holy Talisman was awarded) half-elf White Shad, any person in the church system must salute the elect - even if Prika is a descendant of God.

However, Pulika's identity is different after all, she is both aristocrat and a member of the office. After the ceremony, she asked more easily, and was not afraid of her identity as the archbishop of the heretics court where she served as the same person. He had a special relationship with her. When he was young, she almost participated in the upbringing, so he called the inappropriate title of "Auntie".

"Plica, let's go outside and talk!" Messer said calmly.

When I went to the balcony to talk, the servant served wine and snacks on the small table on the balcony and retreated. Even the close-fitting knight did not come. On the balcony, looking around, there were green and neat wheat fields below, and there were tenants like ant working from time to time.

A little further away, the forest is like a thick dark green carpet, covering the uncultivated wilderness layer by layer.

"Plica, this land we control has been eradicated, heresy has almost all perished, and faith has been everywhere. The Principality has accumulated a lot of strength over the past few decades. Therefore, it is time to spread God's glory and expand the territory of the Principality."

"Is there a war?"

“是的,时机已经差不多成熟了.”梅丝尔毫不迟疑的将公国机秘告诉于他:“你的爷爷伊巴尼,也等待了六十年,等的有些不耐烦了.”

The castle is not entirely open space, but there are also some small gardens. The paths in the small garden are covered with white gravel. The small tower building on the other side of the garden is Hedi's temple. After the news of Hedi's god came over a few years ago, Ibani was overjoyed and ordered the whole country to build his mother's temple. However, such an action later went on a terrible start. It is said that it was not the goddess's problem, but it involved Ibani, so no one dared to ask about the inside story.

Ibani, who had been the lord for 60 years, had great power in the principality, and there were very few people in the country who could maintain their independence.

"Aunt Messel, then what should I do?" Prika said calmly when he heard the news of war, his eyes were a little gloomy and firm.

"This grand operation of the Principality will mobilize the participation of nobles and knights across the country, and it is very likely that Ibani will direct the command directly, but because of your class, I think you are not suitable for the army. The army is just a group of life devouring the lives, and in it, it is military law rather than aristocratic law."

"I think you should declare your belonging to the Religious Knights directly. In this way, you can not directly belong to the Kingdom Knights sequence. Your safety is guaranteed, but in this way, it will be difficult for you to obtain direct military merits and promote your title and territory. Which one would you choose?"

Messel's words were very direct. Prika was silent for a while, and then said: "Aunt Messel, I chose the Knights of Religiousness. I don't think I can survive in the army at the moment, especially in such a great war."

The essence of the army is actually to throw chess pieces onto the board and then get victory after each other's consumption, so part of it is destined to be consumed. Although Pulika is young, he already knows that in the army, it is very simple to die a subordinate in the army machine - to be a consumable vanguard or blocking mission three times, no one can survive - the kind of suspicion of being able to survive and make contributions again and again on the battlefield is just a dream!

"A very wise choice, Pulika, you are now a Knight of Green Rose, so you don't even need to hold a ceremony. Just sign this document and transfer it to the Knights of the Templar. I appoint you as the captain of the 11th Squadron of the Sixth Squadron." Messel nodded and said with relief: "Also, it is not impossible for us to obtain military achievements in the Knights of the Templar. Our Knights of the Templars will still participate in the war and also achieve military achievements. We did not participate in the Duchy Army sequence directly and quickly."

"Because I know that my aunt would not harm me. If it weren't for you, I might have died long ago." Pulika said seriously. He took the document, read it a little, and signed it below, and then he became a member of the Knights of the Templar.

"Because I know you are a devout believer of God, and you have managed your territory very well and taken great care," said Messer.

"What about me when I was young? Without you, I might have died before I was born, let alone the tribe members who protect me." Pulika's birth can be said to be an accident. When consolidating power and religious purges, a local indigenous tribe was declared rebellion, and the ones killed were killed, and those who were demoted to slaves were demoted to slaves - among them, the beautiful women were rewarded to nobles or received in the palace.

By chance, Ibani's third son Shakaya played with a girl in the palace. Unfortunately, it was on this night that the girl from the sin clan became pregnant. Ibani, who learned the news, even intentionally buried the unborn child with his mother alive, but Messel stopped it - no matter what, the child in the girl's belly is a descendant of God, and no one has the right to do this.

Therefore, Prika was finally born smoothly and survived under Messel's protection. When he was granted a title a few years ago, because there were too few members of the office, almost all his grandsons were granted the title of baron, but he had no at all. Messel won him the title and territory of the hereditary lords - according to the system, he could live in the territory with his mother tribe and have independent judicial power - which greatly protected his mother tribe.

In short, I felt uncomfortable with this unexpected child, from Ibani to his father Shakaya, and felt that he had defiled the blood of God - many people secretly hoped that he would disappear.

So, after signing the documents, Pulika breathed a sigh of relief. He was not like the so-called passionate rebellious young man, who shouted that he wanted to show his strength and talents on the battlefield. In fact, in any era, people who shouted that he showed his strength and talents on the battlefield were fools. On the battlefield, except for some core superiors, otherwise, any soldier would just be the items planned to consume.

As for running to the control of the malicious person, it is an absolute fool. Unless it is absolutely necessary, if the power exceeds three times, the best way is to break away from the control area and rise in a weak place.

Since the matter has been done, it is almost noon. When I arrived at the restaurant, I announced that I had a meal. After all, Pulika was a nobleman and controlled 50 square kilometers of land nearby. The migrated mother tribe was also very hardworking, so the food in the kitchen is still quite plump.

However, there are not many dishes served. Prika knows that Messer likes exquisite food, but does not like waste, so there are not many dishes served.

"This is the golden phosphate fish in the lake in my territory. It tastes very delicious. Of course, due to the chef's level, I think it may be slightly inferior!" Pulika said, and the first time his servant came up was a fish similar to the golden carp on it, poured with golden juice.

The second dish is a piece of game, which is something similar to the earth's pheasant, and there are a little pastry and fruits below. Messer is already relatively satisfied with this.

Those with knight status can also eat together, but not long after it started, the sound of a horn came from outside. After that, without even receiving a notice, the door of the hall opened.

A proud and high-level knight walked in, and behind them were two knights who also pressed their swords.

"Plica, the Duke's order, order you to bring twenty soldiers immediately and report to the capital. The deadline is five days and there must be no delay." As soon as you entered the door, the senior knight said so.

In fact, according to the system, this high-level knight is only a jazz level, and is one level lower than Prika. Although he is the Duke's messenger, he should not be so arrogant and break in without notice. Moreover, there are two hundred miles to the capital here. Although it is five days to arrive, the deadline is very tight. This is also an act that does not conform to the unspoken rules of the nobles. Generally speaking, at least the nobles should be prepared and have some rest time instead of urging them in such a hurry.

"I'm sorry, this knight, I won't go to the capital." Pulika said, as he stood up at the dining table and bowed slightly to show his respect for the Duke.

"Oh, are you going to disobey the Duke's order?" The senior knight was stunned, then pressed the sword and wanted to pull it out.

"No, it's just because I am a member of the Templar Order now. I believe that my orders are only the Archbishop, the Knights Order leader, and Lord Messel, who can order me. By the way, although you are the Duke's messenger, you should immediately put down your sword and salute him." Pulika said with great care. He was even lucky that he signed to join the Templar Order half an hour ago. If the Duke summoned first and then joined the Knights of the Templar, it would be disrespectful to the Duke and would also destroy the rules of order.

At this time, the high-level knight saw Messel dining on one side. He immediately changed color a little, stopped drawing his sword, and then gave a knight salute: "Sir Messel, pay tribute to you."

Messel just nodded slightly and did not return the gift. At this time, the entire hall immediately became quiet.

"Mr. Messel, is Prika's true words?"

"This knight, you should not doubt the words of a Templar Knight." Messel said lightly: "And now that the hereditary Sir Pulika has been included in the Templar Series, I hope that next time you come, you should at least maintain basic politeness to a superior noble."

"Yes!" The high-level knight's face turned blue, but he didn't even dare to say a word to this terrifying and powerful person. He immediately turned around and went out with his subordinates.

After they went out, the servant came in, and one of them even had whip marks on his face - finally the high-level knight was a little rational, and it was a very serious provocation to kill the servants of other lords without permission or at least informing.

These servants, depending on the situation, knew that they were originally local natives. Although they had been civilized for sixty years and had spoken completely in the common language of the Principality, their temperament was easy to distinguish - maybe they would not be able to distinguish in another hundred years!

Messel glanced at him and said nothing. After finishing the Chinese meal, she said, "However, the Knights of the Temple also have their own tasks. You should prepare to execute the temple's orders!"
Chapter completed!