The change of seasons is proceeding slowly outside the port of Ampelsel. The increasingly dense forests are beginning to cover the green hills. The excavation work outside the port has not been able to completely conceal the news. Since the craftsman wizard of Buga left.
After that, rumors about the Azure Spear still spread.
"It's been such an eventful time."
Wood rubbed his eyebrows and stared at a page of letter paper on the mahogany table. The paper was snow-white, and it was a special product from the forest border east of Cruz, adjacent to the Clover Field. There was still a faint smell of burning in the corner of the letter paper. This was
A unique trace of the magic mark left by flame magic. Before it was erased, this mark should have been four pairs of eagles with wings spread, representing the Temple of Fire—or rather, the highest-level confidential document of the Cruz Empire.
He raised his head and sat at the mahogany table for a while. His eyes staring at the opposite wall under his thick eyebrows seemed a little ethereal for a moment. Then a golden flame suddenly ignited in the hand of the former chief priest of the temple.
He shook his hand gently, and the charred letter suddenly turned into ashes.
Wood carefully arranged the embers on the table, then straightened up and adjusted the golden sacrificial robe. The news in the secret letter proved the news that had been circulating in the port in recent days, but in fact, it went further. He had already grown from that young man.
Count Tonigel learned all the relevant information.
The Eruin people had no intention of hiding him, or at least they did not intend to cover up the superficial fact - the Azure Spear indeed existed in Ampelsel. But this was meaningless, because the Buga people had already transported it away first.
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Wood looked uncertain. He was pondering the information contained in this incident over and over in his mind. I don't know whether this was the decisiveness of the little princess of Eruin or the extraordinary shrewdness of the young earl, but they relied on the power of Azure
The benefits of exchanging guns from the Bugas are already very obvious.
He couldn't help but look back and cast his gaze out the window. Outside the window was the light red undulating roof of Ampelser Port. Emerald green vines hung from the glass, dividing the sunlight shining on the mahogany table into strange shapes.
This is really a vibrant city, but it no longer belongs to the Temple of Fire.
Wood actually had no feelings about this matter. The Temple made a mistake and should pay a price for it. The key is that at least this kingdom still believes in the way of the Golden Flame, and their people have not deviated from their belief in the Temple of Flame.
In fact, Wood has never paid much attention to worldly interests due to his reverence.
But what really worries him is what's inside the temple—no, it should be said that the empire's top brass covets the Azure Spear. Greed can blind people's minds, especially for that group of nobles. Even if
He himself suffered greatly from it.
But from the words in the letter, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor himself may have some intentions. After all, it is the Azure Spear, the most famous weapon in Cang Zhishi - at this level, it is no longer something he can change. In the past, it was
He might still be able to think of some solutions as the chief priest, but it is no longer something he can worry about now. He can only hope that the authority holders within the Temple of Flame can be more sensible and see clearly the true teachings of the Lord of Flame.
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He sighed, took off the officiant's square hat and put it on his head, then opened the door. The knights loyal to the Temple were already waiting outside. His deputy was no longer the previous Brother Guy. Since he became the Saint of Fire
After becoming the liaison between the palace and the Eruin royal family, his deputy was replaced by a more astute officer. That person must have come from the core diplomatic agency of the empire. Wood only needs to look at the details of his dress, habits and gestures.
It was clear at a glance - this man's name was Peter, and he was extremely smooth. When he saw Wood, he immediately lowered his head deeply, revealing his shiny bald head, and greeted respectfully: "Master officiant, are you talking about the Holy Sword?"
What about Odyssey?"
Wood glanced at him, as if he wanted to see through this guy, and then replied calmly: "This is the secret of the temple. I will tell you if necessary."
"I understand." Peter replied with a smile.
Wood looked back and realized that the fragment of the Holy Sword Odysseus lost by Williams in the Battle of Ampelsel was not actually important. The Temple also agreed to exchange Brando for the fragments of the Holy Sword with a new frigate.
, but the key is the will and soul of the Holy Sword.
The identity of Count Tonigel is extremely special. There are even shadows of Silver Elf and Dragon Clan behind him, which makes the temple leaders feel very troublesome. Moreover, the other party does not seem to have the intention to join the empire. Therefore, the opinions of the top leaders are not unified. On the one hand,
They believe that the Lord of Fire's choice should be followed, but the other side's opinions are much stronger.
This is another trouble.
After too many years of being aloof, the Temple of Fire has become a little arrogant and even indifferent to things outside. Some senators even have thoughts of assassination, not to mention how ridiculous it is to assassinate a noble under the rule of the Temple of Fire. This really makes Wood angry.
Unfortunately, these people seem to have forgotten the teachings of the sages.
Whether you want the empire or the truth, a hundred years ago, this is not a problem for the Temple of Fire. Since Cruz's revolution, although the centripetal force of the empire has become stronger day by day, the weight of the royal power has become stronger day by day, and it has begun to threaten
The foundation of Cruz's existence.
The funny thing is that some people are not aware of this problem at all.
What Wood wants to meet today is still the representatives of the northern nobles who are still stranded in the port of Ampelsel. Although the things under the table are becoming more and more complicated, for the affairs that remain in Eruin, it is still a matter of war.
Make it the first priority.
I don’t know if the eldest son of the king has made complete preparations for the war with Golden Mane Toquinine. Although he vowed to do so when he made the promise, the Sifah family has already been severely damaged in this war. Not to mention himself.
As a puppet, it is still unknown how much prestige he can have.
The Temple will never invest much energy in a bet that is bound to fail. For this, Wood can only hope that His Royal Highness, the eldest son of the King, also understands this. Fortunately, he is a smart guy and is not too naive.
He walked out of the door with his deputy, but at this moment, a servant came to him and bowed. He said: "Master Priest, we have a special visitor."
"Special visitor?"
Wood stopped.
The bald Peter had already stepped forward to chase people away: "You guys, can't you see that the officiant has something serious to do? If there are any visitors, as long as they are not guests from the empire, just let them wait for a moment -"
Wood interrupted him, stretched out his hand to stop this guy, "Are you a guest from the empire?"
Peter froze.
"Yes." The servant replied respectfully.
"Ask them to wait, I'll be there soon." Wood thought for a moment, frowned and replied.
But before he finished speaking, a serious woman's voice rang out: "No need. Priest Wood. You know my habits, we are already here."
When Wood heard this voice, he was slightly startled. He raised his head. Sure enough, he saw the woman with a prominent reputation in the empire——
She actually came.
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It is different from the bright and sunny weather in the Amperesel area. After crossing the vast Vlada Forest in the north and entering the Padar Pines, the climate in the countryside becomes cloudy and rainy. The heavy rains in recent days have caused the Maji River to surge, and the weather in the Magitan area
The road has also become muddy and difficult to navigate.
In the pouring rain, the black ghost-like carriage jolted through the woods. The curtain of the window was lifted at a corner, and a faint white eye like a dead fish's eye stared motionlessly in the dark carriage behind it.
The gloomy scenery outside the window.
The gloomy clouds were twisted together like a shroud and hung over the forest. Although it was only noon, the sky was dark.
"Why did the commander of the Blue Sky Army go to Ampelsel? Declare war on the Eruin people?" asked a hoarse voice, and then sneered. He seemed to find this joke very interesting.
The sneers in the carriage made people shudder. After a while, another voice said: "I'm afraid it's for the war in the north."
"If you think that way, you're not far from the gallows. The Cruz people don't need to distract themselves with a little Toquinine. They suffered a big loss in the battle of Ampelsel and never want to give cloth another chance.
Add someone else to take the blame." The third person who spoke spoke in a calm, serious and majestic voice.
As soon as he spoke, the others fell silent.
"The Temple of Fire lost both face and honor in Ampelsel. On the surface, they didn't get anything good from us, but in fact, the final winner was neither us nor them." The voice paused for a moment: "Eh.
Lu Yin has a wise princess, Her Royal Highness."
"Your Majesty the Duke." Only then did someone dare to say: "Are you saying that we have attracted the attention of the Temple of Fire?"
"It's very possible that no one in Cruz will notice something is wrong. Do you really think you can make it seamless?" replied the majestic voice.
"Then what should we do?"
No one answered, and the carriage fell silent for a moment, leaving only the sound of the carriage creaking and shaking. After a while, the hoarse voice at the beginning said: "Just find a way to delay-"
"So that's what we're here for."
That majestic voice answered.
At this time, the carriage finally stopped while traveling, and a blue-black castle appeared in the rain curtain in front. The soldiers shouted on the battlements, but it was difficult for the sound to pass through the rain curtain. At this time, the door of the carriage finally opened,
A cloaked swordsman jumped out from above.
The swordsman raised his head. The unshaven face under his hood looked like Anlek or a wandering knight from the north, but Brando would definitely recognize his name here.
Eagle Swordsman, Dejar.
"Open the city gate quickly, here is your lord the count's most distinguished guest." he shouted.
"Who are you?" the soldiers asked from the top of the city.
"We are the allies he wants to see most. Go and tell him that if you don't want to be hanged by Her Royal Highness, open the door immediately and let us in!" Dejar replied arrogantly.
This question and answer was extremely rude, but just as the soldiers were about to explode, the Eagle Swordsman threw an object far up the city. He watched the object draw a beautiful parabola in the heavy rain and fall into the city.
In the city, he shouted: "Show this to Gendenel, he will understand!"
"Go ahead, idiot!"
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