Volume 2 The Fallen Light, Chapter 113, The Castle
Just when the middle-aged knight's eyes began to show a trace of anxiety, the old man finally put down the report. He glanced at the middle-aged knight and said:
"Losing one Nazir is not a big deal, and it does not matter if only two of the Big Three are left. As long as the glory of our Lord can spread across the entire continent, the Religious Inquisition will be worth it no matter how much losses it bears."
The middle-aged knight bowed and said yes, but after thinking for a while, he still expressed his worries: "But Joan of Arc's mission was unusual. She did not eliminate the remnant of the Pascal family named Eloise."
Richelieu smiled slightly and said: "This is not important. What is important is that she must have her own reasons."
Looking at the puzzled middle-aged knight, Richelieu smiled and said: "Victor, do you know why you are stronger than Joan of Arc, but your road is narrower than hers?"
The middle-aged knight shook his head, expressing his ignorance.
"Because you lack a pair of eyes that can see through the origin of things. Only when you can think about problems from the perspective of a superior can you truly make progress."
"What do I want to do to make progress? As long as I can be by your side and serve you, that's enough." Victor didn't care about any discernment, he just wanted to stay by Richelieu's side and serve him wholeheartedly.
Although he possesses high-level abilities and outstanding wisdom, the middle-aged knight has no ambition at all. His greatest wish is to follow the cardinal.
And his only extravagant wish is that his son can inherit his position when he grows up and continue to serve the Richelieu family.
Loyalty will be rewarded. This is not only the principle of the three empires, but also the code of conduct of the Holy Empire.
The corridors of the castle are very long, and the middle-aged knight doesn't walk very fast, so he has enough time to think about many things: What is the insight into the essence of things? Is it innate?
The scene seen through the corridor window was no different from that at night. What dominated the view was still the mountains and slopes of shrubs emitting a pale golden brilliance.
But for some reason, in Victor's eyes, the pale golden light emitted by the shrubs tonight suddenly turned into a thick mist-like black, and he also sensed a familiar aura.
Victor was slightly surprised, and immediately carefully used the Holy Church's unique skill - evil detection to detect what happened.
However, he also knew that since he could detect the anomaly, there was no reason why Archbishop Richelieu could not detect it. However, he was never reminded, indicating that the person coming should be one of his own.
Sure enough, the evil detection was fruitless, but it also sketched out the outline of a person for Victor.
It is Joan of Arc.
"Come out, the bishop is waiting for you in the study."
A black shadow was like water, silently passing through the window and flowing into the corridor.
After the figure appeared, it was Joan of Arc in black robe and black armor.
Victor nodded to Joan of Arc to say hello, then turned and walked to the banquet hall downstairs, where there were distinguished guests waiting for Archbishop Richelieu.
"This girl's strength has increased again. I'm afraid she will be promoted to a legend soon. I will no longer be her opponent. What a monster!" Victor thought as he walked.
After walking through the corridor of oil paintings inlaid with countless gods of light and their followers, Joan of Arc came to the door of a room.
This ordinary door could not block Joan's casual blow at all, but Joan, who had always been fearless, was a little hesitant and hesitant at this moment, not knowing whether to knock on the door and enter.
"Come in" Archbishop Richelieu's gentle voice came from the room.
Joan of Arc opened the door and walked into the room, and stood quietly aside.
"Just stay here and think about how to explain it to me. There are still leaders of the cult and the church's sponsors waiting for me below." Richelieu stood up and walked out of the room, leaving only Joan alone.
Being at home is boring.
Although the Holy Empire's material pursuits and needs are much lower than those of the three major empires, it still cannot do without various types of social and material support to maintain the operation of the entire religious province and even the empire.
At some point, the upper echelons of the Holy Empire were also contaminated by the extravagant customs of the northern countries.
The people of the empire are almost all fanatical believers and squeeze their material needs to a minimum, but the middle and upper classes of the Holy Church are fanatically amassing money and pursuing enjoyment fanatically.
As for the large number of shriveled corpses floating on the gallows, they did not deter the greedy hearts of some clergymen.
Although Archbishop Richelieu did not like banquets, a corrupt and extravagant form of communication, facing the sponsors of the Bousançon Ecclesiastical Province and the Inquisition, as well as his colleagues and subordinates, he had to hold banquets occasionally to win over and win over.
Appease these people.
As the host of this banquet, Archbishop Richelieu, who also ranked among the top in the Holy Empire, was welcomed with thunderous applause as soon as he entered the banquet hall.
Among them, William, who is a paladin of the Holy Empire, received the loudest applause.
Sighing secretly in his heart, Archbishop Richelieu responded to everyone with a normal expression.
After his speech, the banquet officially entered its climax.