The Papal States, the capital of Tyrone, and the public cemetery.
Tristan, dressed in black, stopped in front of a tombstone. He quietly took off his hood and stared at the words on the stone tablet, speechless for a long time.
"Mia Avandlin, our beloved daughter, an angel who broke her wings and fell into the world, may her soul rest in peace in heaven."
Tristan stretched out his hand, touched the name "Mia Avandlin", and said to himself: "Why do you want to abandon the name Mia? If it is just because of hatred towards the family, is twenty
Can't the long years of years resolve everything?"
Taking out the drop-shaped earrings from his arms, Tristan stroked the jewelry and said calmly: "On your birthday, I gave you this pair of earrings. Although you regard them as treasures, you still treasure them after all.
One of them was returned to my hand... What does this mean? Is it a hope to completely erase the memory of the past..."
Tristan closed his eyes in pain: "Rachel, I never knew that time could change a person so beyond recognition."
"Butler Tristan!"
A sudden sound broke the original tranquility of the cemetery.
Tristan carefully put the pendant in his arms, stood up and looked back. Five foreign service personnel from the "First Inquisition" surrounded him in a fan shape.
After patting the dust on his body and straightening his wrinkled clothes, Tristan looked at these people arrogantly: "What's the matter?"
"There is a case of a fugitive from the Holy See that requires your cooperation, Lord Tristan." The leader of the tribunal personnel pointed to the carriage at the entrance of the cemetery and said with a smile: "It won't take you long."
Tristan frowned: "This kind of matter should be handled by the Holy Orders of the Holy See. How come it is left to you to handle?"
The tribunal personnel unfolded a document from their sleeves: "We have a personal letter from the Pope here, asking everyone to cooperate with the investigation. So, Lord Tristan, please don't waste time. It will be disrespectful to everyone if you delay it for too long.
nice."
Tristan read the letter carefully, nodded solemnly, walked out of the cemetery, and got on the carriage of the Inquisition.
Dusk in the West City, the king's audience room.
Todd sat at the desk and looked carefully at the book Father Moore had just completed - "Critical Program of the Father and the Apostles."
"Justified by faith, faith can lead to salvation, and everyone can communicate directly with God without going through the church; the Bible is the only source of faith, and the Pope is only a spokesperson, not God; the believer's sins are determined by God.
Indulgences should not be promoted; tithes should be re-examined and established; royal succession is a secular act, and the church should not be involved; deprivation of religious membership should be left to the religious court, rather than directly adjudicated by the pope..."
Watching Todd read it word by word, Moore wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"
Todd put the file on the table and said with a smile: "Very good, I'm very satisfied."
Moore breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I'll arrange for the printing factory to typeset and print it."
"In addition, organize priests to go to surrounding churches and spread the main content of the article through speeches." Todd looked at Moore's face and said: "Concentrate the key points of the contradiction on the Pope first. You should
You know what I mean..."
Moore thought for a moment and finally nodded.
After giving this order, Todd sat at the table and thought carefully about the situation around Muxi City.
In the Holy Acropolis to the east, the matter of the succession to the throne has been settled. Cumberland is cooperating with Mary to handle and coordinate some internal matters in the Holy Acropolis. The main force of the Muxi Knights is also stationed there. In addition, Rachel leads
With the help of people from the Alien Association, I believe that the situation in the city will stabilize soon.
In the barbarian camp in the north, 5,000 refugees from the Holy Acropolis have just arrived in the north. More than 10,000 slaves and thousands of barbarian warriors have already acquired basic combat capabilities under the training of Alfonso and gladiators.
To figure out all this, Todd asked someone to find Emerson, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom.
"After these two days of busy work, I have to rush to the north."
Emerson walked into the room and had not yet sat down. The first words he heard shocked him all over.
"Your Majesty, are you going to the north? Is it because something happened there?"
Todd shook his head: "No, it's just that I now think that the situation in the north is of great importance to Muxi City."
Emerson was a little confused: "Why?"
"From the perspective of geographical location and strategic depth, Muxi City itself has serious problems. To the south of the city is the Yuexi Plain, and there are no dangerous passes or crossings. The enemy's troops can quickly reach Muxi City without any obstacles;
To the west of the city is the endless sea,
The kingdom's navy currently has no military advantage, and it is impossible to even maintain basic routes, let alone defeat the invading fleet. To the north of the city is the Falling Star Mountains, and the high mountains are simply inaccessible. This means that once the kingdom loses the battle, we will
There is no way to retreat northward over land."
When Todd said this, he smiled bitterly and touched his forehead: "The only thing that makes me feel better is the east. At least we won the Holy Acropolis, which is a solid barrier."
"After this analysis, Muxi City is actually not suitable as the front line of the battlefield. If the war develops in an unfavorable direction, we will inevitably transfer people and wealth to safe areas." Todd looked into Emerson's eyes and said quietly.
Jing said: "So, this is why I pay so much attention to the north. If a solid base can be established in the northern land, then Muxi City can attack, retreat and defend, and it will also be able to deal with external threats.
More relaxed.”
Emerson pondered for a while and then asked: "Your Majesty, what you are really worried about now is not actually the church, but the threat from the south, right?"
"Yes, if we really want to classify it according to the threat level, a southern empire with the possibility of unification is far higher than the corrupt church."
"Your Majesty, I agree with your point of view."
Todd tapped his fingers on the table: "During this period, there are several key things that you need to do. First, grasp the trends of the war situation in the South as soon as possible, whether it is business guilds or cultural exchanges, in short, open up the relationship with the South as soon as possible
The message path; second, the alien warship that Wayne is in charge of is the most important scientific research and manufacturing project in Muxi City at the moment and needs full support; third, the religious reform cannot be let go, I have handed this matter over to Father Moore.
Yes, all you have to do is try your best to cooperate."
Emerson wrote down these three things, nodded and said, "I understand."
Todd glanced at him: "I don't want to hear any more suggestions about the queen, because there is no point in discussing this matter anymore."
Emerson was surprised: "There is no point in discussing it?"
"When the Reformation comes to an end, you will naturally understand what I mean."
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