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Chapter nine

When the first ray of brilliant golden color rose on the eastern horizon, the bronze bell on the gate tower of Youshuang Palace was rung, causing the bells in various districts and even towns dozens of miles away to respond. The melodious and heavy sound of the bells

Together they resound across this vast wilderness, indicating that a new day has begun.

A group of well-dressed Guards walked towards the square. The moment they stepped on the square bricks of the square, they changed from marching in unison to striding. Every five steps, several people were separated to the left and right to go to the corresponding sentry posts. They stopped, saluted, and

The Guards took over the guard post. Amidst the footsteps that gradually faded away, the crisp sound of horse hooves sounded on the other side of the square - those were the carriages of officials from various ministries, coming along the Mortal Avenue.

The familiar generals and civil servants exchanged pleasantries softly, and walked towards their office buildings in twos and threes. People who stayed in the office buildings of various ministries at night packed up the documents on the table, extinguished the last magic lamp, and walked out.

Your own room. People want to sleep, but the empire cannot sleep. People work hard for the empire, and they also work day and night.

Mr. Nizam, the Royal Attendant, also turned off the lamp on the table and asked his assistant to open the curtains. Normally, he would do this job himself because he likes to do small things in the busy official documents and thinks this can be done.

Make work more efficient. It’s just that last night, Mr. Nizam had a heavy workload of copywriting, and he was so tired that he could hardly lift his hands.

Another soft-covered carriage stopped downstairs. When the door was opened, there were a few harsh scratching sounds that reached Nizan's ears. This was caused by the deformation of the carriage after a long journey. It was so urgent. I don't know which family's influence wanted to do something strange again.

.Sighing secretly, Nizam put down the pen in his hand. It seemed that breakfast would be ruined again.

"Your Majesty, Cardinal Priest." There was a gentle knock on the door, and the assistant said respectfully: "The messenger from the Paradise Island Temple has arrived."

"Oh?" Even though he was exhausted after working all night, Nizam was still a very politically astute person. After submitting the report, he waited vigilantly for the response from the Light God Clan.

At this time, he was not surprised to hear the news of the arrival of the priest. He raised his voice and said to his assistant: "Please come in the messenger."

Surprisingly, the messenger was not one person, but two. One of them was an acquaintance of Nizan - this person was previously the chief patrolling priest of the Cardinal Tingtansi Empire. He became an alternate cardinal priest six years earlier than him. He was once a Nizan.

One of the people Zan serves in the library is also one of the people he can only hope to reach. And the other one is very strange, he must be someone who has just entered the Cardinal Court, right?

Because Sibia expelled the temple priests, they wore aristocratic attire. However, the attire purchased in a hurry was obviously one size too small, and their bodies were not thin, so they looked a bit embarrassed.

Nizam began to imagine viciously in his mind, what it would be like when they were crowded in a narrow carriage... This was a habit he had developed in his early years. Whenever he met a priest who was higher in rank than him and closer to the center of power than him, he would

In this way, he can gain a balance. Although Nizam's current rank is a cardinal priest, which is roughly equivalent to a prime minister among secular officials, habits are not easy to change.

"Special envoy of the cardinal priest court of Paradise Island Temple, special envoy of the secretarial court of the red priest of Paradise Island temple." The two saluted Nizam: "I have met the cardinal priest. Good day, Lord Nizam!"

"Well, special envoy. Please take a seat, two special envoys, and serve tea!" Nizam dismissed the fatigue on his face and returned the greeting meticulously. But he was wondering in his heart: Why did the two courts give him the order at the same time?

The nominal holder of the highest power in the Temple of Light is the red priest. The three priests are jointly in charge of daily affairs, and the specific management is handled by the secretarial court under them. Although the cardinal court can also intervene in the most important matters, it provides advice to the red priest and the red priest.

The Secretariat recommends newcomers, but more accurately speaking, it is an internal supervision agency with the power to investigate and punish all priests under the red priest.

"We don't dare to do anything to Mr. Nizan. We have to respond as soon as possible and ask Mr. Nizan to take the order."

Seeing what the two envoys said, Nizam didn't want to be too enthusiastic, so he took two steps forward and stood still with a serious expression.

The two envoys stabilized their minds and raised their voices: "Paradise Island's Temple of Light, Red Priest Secretary's Court, Cardinal Priest's Court delivers the order, Cardinal Priest's Glory of Integrity, Nizam takes the order."

Not sure why the two major institutions issued the order, Nizam could only reply solemnly: "Cardinal Priest's Integrity, Nizam takes the order!"

"The Cardinal's Court has received your report a few days ago and submitted it to the Light God Clan and forwarded it to the Secretary's Court. The Temple of Paradise Island is now known. The situation in the Sibia Empire is complicated and difficult to sort out for the time being. Can you maintain the status of the temple in Sibia?

It is not easy to exist. Now the two courts have jointly decided that Cardinal Priest Integrity, Nizan, will serve as the high priest of the Temple of Light in the Imperial Temple of Sibia. He will preside over the affairs of the whole territory of Sibia. He can freely appoint his subordinate positions.

We must restore the Temple of Light’s prosperous appearance in the Sbia Empire as soon as possible.”

"Praise the God of Light." Nizam replied seriously, even though no one but him dared to take this position.

"The High Priest Sibia must rebuild the audio-visual channels to the temple in the near future, as well as the channels to connect with other imperial temples. All priests in the divine alliance are allowed to be selected by the High Priest Sibia. In addition, Sibia

Priest Ada must be prepared to receive the patrolling envoy within ten days..."

Hearing the last sentence, Nizam couldn't help but froze for a moment. At this time, there were other priests coming to inspect?

"Your Excellency, the High Priest of the Sibia Empire, congratulations." The two envoys changed their expressions after reading out the order. Come to think of it, the High Priest of the Empire wants money and power, more than they do on Paradise Island.

Too much scenery: "You are the youngest high priest in the history of the Temple of Light. In such a wealthy empire, you really have a bright future..."

"You two have praised me so much, so much." Nizam responded with a wry smile and stuffed the two small brocade boxes in his hands: "I am the only one in the Sibia Temple now, and I have to work part-time as a gatekeeper!"

"Ah, we were so busy congratulating you that we even forgot to say anything else, which made you laugh." After receiving great benefits, the special envoy smiled and said: "Actually, the Paradise Island Temple has already considered this, so the two of us are just taking the lead.

Yes, there are many priests dressed as nobles coming from behind, the number is about 600. There is also a fleet of priests waiting on the coast. We have brought their resumes. All these manpower are prepared for Your Excellency.

Yes, if you think they can be used, keep them, and if they can’t be used, send them back.”

"What a pleasant news." Nizam's heart jumped: "Thank you both very much!"

"But I still want to remind you that there is an urgent reason for Paradise Island Temple to make such an arrangement, but this reason cannot be written in the document, and you cannot ask." One of the special envoys lowered his voice and said: "In the next ten days

, Your Excellency must make all preparations to welcome the special envoy for inspection. This includes picking him up thirty miles outside the city, accompanying him into the city, entering the palace, etc."

"The welcoming ceremony can be done." Nizam nodded first, and then asked in an awkward manner: "But according to the past regulations, the ones who greet the special envoy must be the temple's guard of honor. But in Sibia now, even I

They can't go out wearing priestly robes... There are so many priests and such a formal ceremony, I can't imagine a group of people wearing noble robes presiding over it..."

"You don't have to worry about this," the special envoy said categorically, "Just carry out the temple's ceremonial duties, absolutely no problem!"

"Then, the Sibia Empire will definitely not agree, they will come to cause trouble..."

"It doesn't matter." Another envoy replied sternly: "Your Excellency, you can face the Sibia royal family directly and ask them whether they want their lives?"

Nizan let out a "click" in his heart, and finally determined the approximate identity of the patrolling envoy. Today, no human being dares to show off in the land of Sbia, so strong and aggressive, he can only be a member of the Light God Clan.

...In other words, the Bright God Clan's strategy against Sibia has been determined, and whether Sibia's drama is successful or not, it is almost over.

After seeing off the special envoy and instructing his assistants to arrange the reception of the subsequent priests, Nizam entered Youshuang Palace through the front door in a swagger. He wanted to report the news to Princess Feilin as soon as possible.

After waiting for a while with other ministers downstairs in Baohua, the imperial concubine's summons came.

Nizam covered half of his face with one hand and went upstairs. In fact, the black and purple around his eyes had dissipated, but there was still a slight pain.

"Royal Attendant, please take a seat." After listening to Nzan's report, the face of the aloof Princess Feilin was actually calm: "Paradise Island's Temple of Light wants to send an inspection envoy to Sbia, and it's not going to the Holy Capital.

Are you coming to stay in the city?"

"Reporting to the imperial concubine, not only does the special inspection envoy have to come to the city, but he also needs me to prepare the most solemn guard of honor within ten days and travel thirty miles from the city to pick him up." Nizam sat down, looked straight, and put his

Telling all the thoughts: "I believe that if we make such a request under the current circumstances, the identity of the inspection envoy will be very special..."

Princess Feilin listened quietly, gently turning the penholder with her slender fingers, and there was always a faint but very real smile at the corner of her mouth... Nizam started as a trainee priest in his early years. In order to climb up, he shaved

Three feet below the ground, he bullied men and dominated women, doing everything he could, until he gained all the power and dealt with women all the time. He had seen all kinds of women here, from those who would rather die than surrender to those who were naturally flattering and threw themselves into his arms.

But he has never seen a woman like Princess Feilin. When she smiles, you will find that she is extremely strong; when she is silent, you will find her superhuman wisdom; when she talks pleasantly, you will find that she is extremely strong.

Her majesty was overwhelming... He had met Princess Feilin many times on different occasions, but he had never seen this ill-disposed mistress lean back on her chair! Although Nizam admired Feilin very much, he didn't feel like it in his heart.

He believed that Feilin was born to be this kind of person. He believed that the reason why Feilin had such a character and style was entirely due to the master who had neither a standing posture nor a sitting posture.

Therefore, every time he looked at Princess Feilin, what he felt in his heart was the aura of Cohen Keda. He did not dare to be perfunctory, nor did he dare to have evil intentions.

"Although Sibia invited the priests from the Temple of Light, it was a forced decision by the empire, and the scope was limited to the previous priests. The Sibia Empire still firmly believes in the Light God Clan." Princess Feilin finished thinking,

He said softly: "This is the special envoy sent by the Temple of Light. The Sibia Empire will regard the special envoy as a formal foreign exchange between the empire and the Temple of Light."

"The princess means..."

"The Royal Attendant is also the representative of the Temple of Light stationed in Sibia. Of course, my dear, I have the right and the responsibility to greet the special envoy." Feilin continued: "In order to express Sibia's goodwill, I hereby allow all of you, starting from your beloved, to welcome the special envoy."

The priest restored the priest's attire, allowed the restoration of the ceremonial guard of the Temple of Light, and allocated a post house for daily use. The cost of picking up the driver thirty miles away from the city was also borne by Sibia. The specific affairs were entrusted to Aiqing, who must be perfect.

"

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine, for the reward." Nizan knew very well that Sibia allowed priests to wear temple attire and use temple ceremonial guards. This was a breakthrough for the temple to restore its old appearance: "In addition, regarding several decisions made by the Light God Clan on the Sibia Empire

, still has not been issued, and based on my guess, these decisions are most likely in the hands of the special envoy."

"Are you talking about three things: the number of troops is excessive, the emergence of dragon troops in the army, and the repair of temples in various places?" Feilin said: "Since the Light God Clan has made a decision, and the answer is in the hands of the special envoy, I

I don’t think we need to worry too much. No matter what the answer is, it can’t be changed now. Just try your best to do your duty. Go and prepare, my dear!”

"I obey the imperial concubine's order." Nizam stood up and saluted: "I take my leave."

After walking out of the door, Nizam was a little puzzled. According to his previous estimation of things and his positioning, at this moment, he should play a more important, or even key, role. How to deal with the arrival of the special envoy of the God of Light?

On the eve of the 19th, my role declined instead of rising? Is it because of me... No, it's definitely not my fault! Then, it's because His Majesty Cohen has other ideas and arrangements, and there is no need for me to step forward to do anything.

However, how can His Majesty directly communicate with the special envoys of the Gods of Light? Yes, His Majesty Cohen and His Majesty Fichet Chamai were summoned by the Gods of Light in their early years and were awarded the honor of Divine Blessing Knights, but that was just

Just a routine ceremony does not constitute a condition for a close relationship with the Light God Clan! Is it true that His Majesty Cohen was favored by the Light God Clan as the legend says?

While thinking hard, Nizam walked down Baohua Building. When he reached the corner of the second floor, his foot suddenly slipped and he lost his balance and fell down - there was a metal pillar in front of him. If he hit it, he would

But it looks great!

"careful!"

Seeing a bloody disaster, a man suddenly rushed out of the stairs, grabbed Nizam with both hands, turned his body around, and then helped him stand firm after removing the momentum.

Immediately, a clear voice sounded in Nizam's ears: "Your Excellency looks tired. I think it's due to the hard work for days. It's better to be careful."

Nizam looked up and found that the person who caught him was a somewhat pudgy middle-aged man. He had a friendly smile on his face and was dressed like an elegant gentleman. In Sbia, at least among those who are staying in the city,

This figure and this attire can be regarded as an anomaly - I usually see either serious-looking civil servants or rugged-looking military generals, but I have never seen anyone in true aristocratic attire.

Moreover, he is so elegant and humble, you know that he is not usually popular with Minister Sibia.

"Thank you, Your Excellency." Nizam's first impression of this person was very good: "I am Nizam, the Royal Attendant. Who is your Excellency?"

"I've seen the Grand Master." The other party let go of his hand, stood a step away, saluted solemnly, and used an official position that even Nizam was embarrassed to use: "I am the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Sbia, Lip."

"It turns out to be the well-known Sir Lipu. He has an outstanding demeanor, and it's better to see him than to hear him a hundred times." Nizan suddenly felt astonished, and couldn't help but step back a little, because the man in front of him was not only elegant and humble... he was terrifying.

Lip, a well-known figure among the civil servants of the Sibia Empire. According to the information from the Temple of Light, he is a descendant of a run-down nobleman. He made his fortune following Prince Weisu in his early years. In the past few years, he was promoted to the deputy foreign minister of the empire with solid merit. However, this is not the case.

From what he claimed, he should have straightened himself out just like himself.

The reason why he stands out among Sibia officials is that he is one of the few ministers with aristocratic demeanor and strong strength. Not only did he persuade dozens of cities to surrender in the battle to regain the empire, he also persuaded dozens of cities to surrender not long ago.

In the past, he manipulated the demonic and divine diplomatic missions under his control and made these missions sign treaties that were extremely humiliating and humiliating to the country.

As far as Nizam feels now, this information is correct. Mr. Lip is elegant and approachable, with a hint of nobility in his movements, but under this disguise, his sharpness cannot be underestimated by anyone.

"The Grand Master is over-reputed." The Foreign Minister pointed out an address not far from the square in front of the palace: "If the Grand Master is tired, you might as well go here to take a rest. I have official business and do not dare to delay, so I will take my leave - please

You escort the grand maester downstairs."

Lord Lip seemed to be very prestigious, and servants immediately came up from both sides to help Nizam go downstairs.

After Nizam had gone far away, the bodyguard who followed Master Lip approached the steps and poured some water on the place where Nizam had slipped his feet. After a while, there was nothing else on the carpet except a little water stain.

Then, Mr. Lip went upstairs calmly.

"What?" Cohen Keda, who was lying on the bed playing with a longbow, was startled: "A letter from the Dark Demon Palace?"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lip was startled when he saw Cohen, who was supposed to be unconscious. He lowered his head and replied, "I just received it from several demon temple priests dressed as nobles."

"Bring it to me!" Cohen dropped the longbow, took the letter from Lip, opened the seal and read only three lines, his lazy eyes became extremely sharp, as if he wanted to pierce the golden letter.

"The ones who are supposed to come can't escape!" Sighing, Cohen looked up at the roof: "Lipp."

"I'm here!"

"The imperial concubine originally arranged for you and Nizam to go together to meet the special envoy from the Temple of Light. Now it seems that you can only send a deputy." Cohen asked softly: "Is there any difficulty?"

"There is no difficulty. My deputy has this ability." Li Pu replied: "I also already know Grand Bachelor Nizan."

"That's very good. You should pack up immediately and prepare to go on a mission to the Dark Demon Palace on Hell Island on behalf of the Sbia Empire." Cohen continued to give instructions: "What to do and how to do it, the First Princess will explain it to you later."

"I will definitely fulfill your Majesty's orders!" Lipu saluted, "I will retire."

"What's going on?" After Lip went out, Feline frowned tightly: "The Imperial Foreign Minister went to the Dark Demon Palace on Hell Island? What happened?"

"To be precise, we need to send someone to envoy the Dark Demon Clan." Cohen handed the letter in his hand to Feline: "Those who came to deliver the letter should be members of the Dark Demon Clan."

Feilin took the letter, spread it on her knees and read it. After a long time, she said: "I never expected that the dark demons would use such a trick. The orders from the gods and demons arrived almost at the same time. This kind of

The matter itself is not simple, it’s because we didn’t think it through before.”

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little stagnant.

"It's not your responsibility, it's just my responsibility." Cohen shook his head: "No matter how big the responsibility is, as long as I take responsibility, everyone else will be fine. Although this incident is unexpected and urgent, it may not be the case.

The solution."

"It's unlikely that there is a solution, right? There shouldn't be room for the dark demons to do such a thing." The first princess had not been so worried for a long time: "The impact of this matter is too great. It's hard to find someone to blame.

impossible."

"As long as it's a problem, we will always find a solution." Cohen stood up and walked to Feline: "The key now is that we don't have much time left."

"Should we gather heavy troops on the border, we can let them know that the Sibia Empire is not so easy to bully!"

"The matter hasn't reached this level yet, so we don't need to go all out." Cohen comforted softly: "Shouldn't we still send people to Hell Island? It will take at least ten days to go back and forth. We still have time to resolve this matter.

."

"But..." Feilin looked at her husband: "The dark demon clan has already sent a message, how can it be taken back?"

"It depends on man-made things." Cohen smiled slightly: "Besides, from the day we moved the capital to the city, weren't we ready to face the gods and demons head-on?"

"You are so fantastical..." Feilin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "This is completely different from facing the gods and demons directly. The dark demons want to station themselves in the Dark Demon Temple all over the country!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, they have already stationed almost half of the country before." Cohen said sternly: "The rest will be nothing more than negotiations with the temple. In addition, there is something you must do."

"whats the matter?"

"You have to go to the Land of Sleep, take Bai Ying, take Merlin and the others with you, and leave today!" Cohen said solemnly: "You can't return to the city without my notice."

"You mean...or the dark demons will..."

"Yes, if they marry the little princess, they will definitely take action on you first. I have to hide you." Cohen said in a commanding tone: "Besides, I feel that some gods have already arrived near the city."

"The Gods of Light are also here?" After hearing what Cohen said, Felin had forgotten that she was a "patient" and stood up directly: "Does this herald something?"

"Probably so." Cohen nodded: "I will go to see the Gods in a while, and the demons in the city will definitely be watching. You can take this opportunity to leave through the secret passage. Don't worry, you will be able to return to the city soon.

Go back to the city!" (To be continued)


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