Stepping into the magic circle, we returned to the Paradise Island Temple.
Before leaving the temple, the three red priests chatted for a long time, mostly talking about allegiance, tradition and other arguments that made me want to hit someone. However, after knowing that I was already a Divine Blessing Knight, they were polite to me.
A lot, no longer squinting at me.
The four ministers of the Bansai Empire and the Tansi Empire were not treated well. They were severely reprimanded by the red priest for being disheveled and damaging the God Clan's garden in the Holy Mountain of Light. The titles originally planned to be awarded to them by the temple were also temporarily shelved.
Shortly after leaving Paradise Island, the three princes exchanged a few polite words, and then the team separated. This was good, since small frictions would continue to occur when everyone stayed together.
We were heading towards Paradise Island that day. Because everyone was a little excited and we were pressed for time, we were rushing all the way and never got a good look at the scenery along the way. Now that we are better, as our mood gradually calmed down, we were able to
We also have free time to enjoy the scenery along the way.
On the third day after leaving the temple, my brothers and I crowded in the carriage and joked. Although Fichet talked to us as usual, how could he hide the thoughts hidden between his brows from me.
"Ah! Look." With a thought in my mind, I pointed to the outside of the carriage and said, "It's snowing. Who wants to go out for a walk with me?"
"Okay, okay! I want to..." Jack, who was originally very interested, was stopped by my look, and he temporarily changed his words: "I want to stay in the carriage."
"Hey!" I patted Fichet on the shoulder: "They are not going, let's go!"
Fichet nodded and got out of the carriage with me.
The elf magician beside the carriage hurriedly ran over. After stroking his chest and saluting, he wanted to bless us with cold-resistant spells, but Fichet refused.
"Let's just walk like this!" Fichet said to me: "Maybe we can clear our heads."
"Okay!" I said to the messenger on the side: "Tell the convoy to go slower and don't let those priests bother us."
"Yes!" The messenger pinched the horse's belly and ran away.
The wind was not strong, and the snowflakes all over the sky were falling slowly in diagonal lines, and some naughty snowflakes fell on our faces, which were a little bit cold.
"What a beautiful weather! Let's go!" Fichet put on his gloves, tightly wrapped the leather robes given to us by the temple, and walked in front.
After catching up with him in a few steps, we walked side by side in the field by the roadside. The snow crunched under our feet, but Fichet remained silent.
I couldn't help but speak first: "My dear Your Highness, what are you thinking about?"
"Don't you know what I'm thinking about?"
"I know, that's why I gave you three days." I smiled and said, "Now you should think about it!"
"Okay! Since you want to know." Fichet turned to look at me: "The Gods of Light surprised me. Have you noticed? The Gods are very different from what we imagined."
"Yes! I noticed it." I nodded: "Although Princess Charlotte of the God Clan is not very nice to me, Princess Lilita and the God of War are pretty good to me."
"Princess Charlotte?" Fichet was stunned: "Don't you like her?"
"I can't tell you whether I like it or not, but I can't stand the fact that she forced you to arrange flowers." I answered very carefully. Because of Fichet, I said this very tactfully.
"Don't take it to heart." Fichet said: "In fact, at the later banquet, Princess Charlotte praised you. But Princess Liretta proposed to award you the title of Divine Blessing Knight. It was really surprising. What on earth are you?
Have you ever met Princess Liretta? She thinks so highly of you, so she must have some evaluation of you."
I laughed and blinked at Fichet: "I can't tell you anything, but if you are smart enough..."
"I know." Fichet thought for a moment and smiled at me: "Our new friend."
"Haha, I didn't tell you!" I nodded and said, "What do you think of Princess Charlotte?"
"I can't tell." Fichet shook his head: "I really can't tell."
"Understood." I said: "Then...do you have the urge to express yourself in front of her? Want to know more about her? Or..."
With a "creak", Fichet's footsteps stopped. He looked at me and nodded very solemnly, but his expression immediately became a little depressed.
"Don't worry! I'm here..." I put my mouth to Fichet's ear and whispered a few words.
"This... is unlikely." Fichet shook his head and said, "It's too far away after all."
"Look at that tree, is it far away?" I patted his shoulder and pointed to a dead tree in the distance: "But as long as we take a step forward in its direction, the distance between us will be shortened.
It’s always a few steps away! The only thing we need to pay attention to is that we have to find a way to prevent others from cutting it down before we get there.”
"Fuck you!" Fichet scolded me with a smile: "Your metaphor is terrible."
"What kind of person am I!" I patted my chest: "Miss Dill Merlin was not so unapproachable a few days ago, so what's the result?"
"This is different!" Fichet sighed: "This tree is not in the same space as us."
"Tch! What's the difference? Not in the same space or something. That's just your illusion. In fact, you were so close to her." I put my arm on Fichet's shoulder: "Let me tell you a secret.
"
"Say it!"
"Female! No matter she is a human, an elf, or a god! Of course, I haven't seen a demon yet, but I think it's similar... But as long as she is a woman, a thinking woman, she will be born with several imprints in her body
." I said: "She will have...the mark of being unable to stop caring when seeing weak things, and the mark of acting like a baby to others...many, many, many kinds of marks, but not the one you are thinking of now.
kind!"
"continue."
"If you can think, you will have emotions. Maybe the emotions of this tree are hidden a little deeper, but no matter how deeply she hides them, as long as your ax is sharp enough, you can split her shell and see her heart.
!”
"Then what?"
"Then? Of course, give her what she doesn't have and put the mark of your love on her heart!" I raised my eyebrows: "She even put the mark on you without any politeness. You won't be soft, will you, brother?"
"Where did you learn these arguments?" Fichet frowned and looked at me: "You look very experienced...how many brands have you done?"
"Fuck you, why are you talking about me?" I pushed him: "Just tell me whether you want to do it or not!"
"it's out of the question……"
"It's impossible to stand here and think about it. You have to take action!" I said: "Which thing I have done before is possible? Doing things that were originally impossible...isn't the joy of life?
Is this it?"
"Why did you incite me to make such a mistake?" Fischette said with a wry smile, but I knew he was looking for support.
"Nothing is perfect, and it's the same for everyone." I stretched out a finger and waved it in front of his eyes: "The reason why beautiful things are beautiful is because they are accompanied by mistakes..."
"I'm glad you can say something philosophical, but you have to give an example." Fichet said seriously: "I suspect you are talking nonsense."
"Isn't that what your flower arrangement looks like?" I chuckled: "If you didn't break the vase, how could you have done it? Although your flower arrangement style is a bit sad, sadness itself is also a kind of beauty!"
"I understand what you mean." Fichet said: "You mean that I can only achieve a kind of sad beauty..."
"Fuck you!" I hit him on the head: "You still have me...I will make your sad style change."
"If a big trouble like you intervenes." It can be seen that Fichet's mood has improved: "The prospects may be even worse!"
"You won't know until you try it. It's settled! I will remind you when you should do something." I pulled him forward: "Now let's talk about other things."
"I've been thinking about this for a long time, the gods and the temple." Fichet thought about it for a moment: "Aside from the war between gods and demons, it seems that the light gods don't care about general affairs. What we have seen before and all we think about is the temple.
The result has nothing to do with the Light God Clan."
"Yes!" I looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky: "It seems that there was a problem with the temple's own management, which led to the current situation of the Divine Alliance... Otherwise, using skulls as drinking utensils would never have happened.
.Have you ever mentioned these things to Princess Liretta?"
"I didn't tell her the specifics." Fichet shook his head: "But I reminded her tactfully."
"How did she react?"
"The direct result is that you are granted the title of Divine Blessing Knight," Fichet said.
"But, with the title of Knight of Divine Blessing, how good is it?" Although I am now a Knight of Divine Blessing, I have never fully understood this title.
"To be exact." Fichet looked at me seriously: "It should be very good."
"Counting our group, the Divine Blessing Knight has only been awarded three times in total. The Divine Blessing Knight has a very high status, and the laws of the imperial temple where it is located are invalid. It does not even have the right to interfere with its behavior. Even the three red priests
No one can judge a Divine Blessing Knight as guilty, only the God of Light can." Fichet explained to me in detail: "Excluding you, all people who have received this title are members of the royal family. If the Divine Blessing Knight wants to inherit the imperial power,
, this ban must be revoked by the Gods first."
"You mean..." I thought for a moment: "The temple no longer binds us?"
"That's true, but don't be too happy too soon." Seeing my excited face, Fichet said, "Similarly, you have no right to dictate the daily affairs of the temple."
"why is that?"
"Because the rights coverage of Divine Blessed Knights and Temples are different," Fischette said, "Although there is some overlap, it's not much."
"Tell me more details."
"For example, if the temple decides to execute a heretic or a person from the Demon Alliance camp, and you happen to think that it is wrong to do so," Fishette said, "Although you cannot overrule the temple's decision, you can use
Your identity as the Divine Blessing Knight prevents this person from being executed, almost indefinitely. You can also report the matter directly to the Gods, because based on their trust in the Divine Blessing Knight, the Light Gods have never done anything detrimental to Divine Blessing.
Knight's Judgment."
"Wouldn't it be too troublesome if we had to go to the God of Light for everything?" I scratched my head.
"Anything that troubles the Gods of Light is a big deal. If it's a small matter, how can the high priests of the temples in various countries not give you face? You can communicate directly with the Gods, but they are not qualified." Fichet laughed: "That's it.
Let’s see how well you use your power.”
"So that's it!" I nodded: "Then what's really great about the Divine Blessing Knight?"
"It should be in the handling of special or unexpected events." Fichet said: "If there is a major event such as rebellion or serious disaster in the neighboring countries of our Sbia Empire, and it is too late to repay the gods, the Divine Blessing Knight
We have the right to deal with the situation according to the situation."
"You mean..."
"One blessed knight can suppress rebellion across borders." Fichet said: "Three blessed knights, working together, can order two warring divine countries to stop the war immediately."
"No way?"
"Remember the June War between the Riva Empire and the Pota Empire when we were children?" Fichet said: "That ended with the intervention of three divine knights."
"Of course I remember that war." I nodded: "Looking at it this way, this title seems to have been set up to contain some kind of force."
"Of course, I think this is aimed at the temple." Fichet said affirmatively: "After so many years of development, the power of the temple is too great, and there will inevitably be some conflicts with the imperial power of the country. The establishment between the two
The Divine Blessing Knights can play a role in easing the situation, and because the Divine Blessing Knights are all members of the royal family, the power of the Divine Blessing Knights is limited to... they can only interrupt the execution of a decision, but cannot change the decision."
"That's enough." I said with a smile, "At least we are not under the control of the temple now."
"Yes!" Fichet said to me: "Now that the high priest of the Holy City Temple sees you, he has to bow first!"
"Well!" I said, "Then what if your dad wants to spank me?"
"What else can I do?" Fichet said with a wicked smile: "Just lie down and get beaten!"
"But I am the Blessed Knight!"
"You are useless alone, I will vote for my dad." Fichet said: "If it still doesn't work, my dad can ask your dad to beat you personally! Let's see what you do!"
"Okay! Let's not talk about your father. Can I spank the left prime minister?"
"I'm afraid not." Fichet shook his head: "It's not easy to catch that old fox. Even if you catch him, because the temple and we are two factions, you have to hand him over to the temple for processing."
"Really?" I said, "Then we can treat him as an emergency..."
"Haha, it depends on how you use your rights." Fichet did not object: "In the final analysis, this title just gives you a stage to display your talents, and you must have the strength to do so."
"Yes! Strength!" I nodded: "What can attract people, how can I gather more of them in a short time?"
"This is your own question, don't ask me." Fichet said: "But there is an opportunity in front of you."
"You mean the battle between gods and demons..." I thought for a while and said, "I can take advantage of the chaos, but I don't know where the temple will put me!"
"If I guess correctly," Fichet said, "the left prime minister will definitely use tricks to transfer you to train and command the slave army."
"But Grandpa Martin warned us that slave army commanders are very dangerous!" I looked at Fichet and said, "You mean you want me to accept this position and then figure out a way..."
"This position is very dangerous, but the trouble is that once the appointment is made, it cannot be changed. All we can do is try to make things more beneficial to us. But fortunately, your status has changed. No matter what you do, it will have a big impact.
There is room for maneuver!" Fichet waved his hand in the air, his eyes flashing with light: "Now as long as you don't offend the Gods of Light! As long as the left prime minister is not blatantly treasonous, he can't do anything to you, you should invest in more
Spend more energy to guard against his plot."
"You really need to pay attention to this." I said, "But first I need to know what position the left prime minister holds in this war between gods and demons, so that I can deal with it better."
"When we return to the Holy Capital," Fichet said, "the war mobilization order jointly issued by the Gods and the Temple will almost arrive, and there will be appointments of major officials in it."
"An irresistible appointment?" I asked.
"Of course." Fichet said to me: "Your head is usually slippery, but don't let anything go wrong at this time!"
"Then who will direct the war between gods and demons?" I asked, "What if the left prime minister frames me?"
"There are two most prestigious generals who are responsible for overall command. Generally, the generals of each country are responsible for the battle." Fichet thought for a while: "At the same time, there will be gods supervising the battle. Under such circumstances, the left prime minister wants to frame you.
It’s not easy... The most likely thing is to unite with guys from the same faction as him to give you more opportunities to sacrifice your life for the country."
"Yes! The Demon Alliance doesn't recognize me as a divine knight."
Fichet smiled and patted me on the shoulder, pulling me towards the road.
"I've decided." I said, "It will take some time before we can return to the Holy Capital, so why not use this time to do something."
"Really? What bad ideas do you have?"
"These are the guys." I pointed to the slowly advancing convoy: "I think they are too lazy and need to move."
"I want to know one thing..." Fichet looked at me: "Are there any people who follow you who are not unlucky?"
When the snow stopped, I ordered to camp on the spot, and all the members of the Guards gathered in front of my tent.
Helter and others quickly organized their queue and ran over to salute Fichet and me. Fichet said "hmm" and looked at me without moving.
Helpless, I was the only one to walk to the front of the queue. A Guards regiment of nearly three hundred people stood in the snow, surrounded by black crows. The orc soldiers were tall and mighty, the human soldiers were bloated, and the elves were the same as before——
Floating.
"During these days, you enjoy good food, good clothes, and fun." Looking at these guys, I wanted to laugh before I even spoke: "How do you feel?"
Looking at my expression, the members of the Guards laughed "hehe" and answered me.
"Now, it will be nearly two months before we arrive in the Holy Capital." I continued: "How do you want to spend your time during these days?"
No one laughed.
"Okay! It seems that you haven't thought about it, but I have thought about it for you!" I nodded: "Just practice for me all the way back!"
"Yes..." Three hundred people answered me together.
"Some people may think, what is there to practice in this ice and snow? We are soldiers of Sbia. There is not even a snowflake in our place, right?"
"hehe……"
"You!" I pointed at a bloated human soldier: "Get out of the queue!"
"Yes!" He walked out with a creak and stood up.
"Suppose now, your dear Governor, your commander is me. I saw a beautiful girl three hundred miles away from here, very beautiful! So beautiful that I can't live without her!" I said loudly:
"I order you to get her back to me, can you do it?"
"It can be done!" The human soldier puffed up his chest: "It won't be a problem for me to deal with ten soldiers or twenty farmers!"
"Okay! Even if you grab this girl." I smiled: "But you suddenly find that the two of you only have one piece of clothing to keep out the cold. Who will you wear it for?"
The human soldier thought for a while: "I'll dress her!"
"Okay." I spread my hands and said, "You will freeze to death halfway through, and the girl I want is gone."
He thought again: "I'll dress myself."
"It's okay." I said, "The girl I want froze to death, and you didn't complete the task and I chopped off your head." He was dumbfounded: "Then..."
"Then what the hell! Wouldn't it be nice to have a cold-resistant magic!" I kicked his butt: "Go back and stand still!" (To be continued)