The inference from the young non-commissioned officer from Yanilasu seems to have injected a glimmer of hope into everyone. If they can reach Ruen easily, then according to Brando, they should have a high probability of leaving Anzlova; all Everyone thinks about that, as long as they get on the boat and go out to sea, then the people of Qiao Gendigang will be out of reach. For those cave monsters from the ground, at least on the sea-it is still the world of the empire. The discussion quickly became active, but while others were still thinking about how to get out of trouble, the countess from Yanbao thought about more later things.
She asked: "After leaving the port, which route do we take? To Metz or Cape Bay?"
The others were silent for a moment, and finally Eunice replied: "I think we should go to Cloak Bay. Metz is under the control of the White Legion. Before we can confirm Her Majesty’s attitude, she cannot easily enter her. Sphere of influence." At this moment, she seemed to finally accept the possibility that the queen had betrayed the empire, and took the lead in substituting this guess in the conversation.
"No, no," Qiara shook her head: "The Cape Bay is the usual sphere of influence of the Cecil family. It is controlled by the Temple of Flame, and on the surface it seems to be the farthest away from the Queen's control, but in fact it is Since everyone understands this truth, the Queen must also understand this. If on weekdays, there is naturally the farthest place from the empire's supreme, but now, I think it might be the center of the whirlpool."
"That's not unreasonable..."
"So we go to Metz, but what about the White Legion?"
"Regardless of the White Legion, apart from the White Legion in the north, there are also the territories of Ludwig Land and Grand Duke Helix. In this place, where the power is mixed and deeply rooted, it is the place where the imperial power is the most difficult to intervene. , The more at this time, the less likely it is for Her Majesty to spare his hands to sort out the intricate relationships in these places, so we go there, but it is safe." Qiyala replied.
Others turned their eyes to Brando. The latter nodded slightly, thinking that these noble descendants were not really worthless. At least the plan they gave was very feasible now. He thought about it and replied: "Go to Metz."
Qiyala is right. The northern aristocratic power is intricate, and the domains of several grand dukes are mixed with the military aristocratic powers. No matter how powerful the Queen is, it is impossible to free up in a short period of time. They sort out, so the north is the best place to fish in troubled waters. But he had something that Qiara didn't guess. Brando wanted to wait for the situation to become clearer in the north before taking action: as he said, no matter who the silver queen is going to deal with, it has nothing to do with him. -Except for Akane, whether it is the Temple of Flame or a certain Duke, he can't stand on the opposite side of the other for anyone, so he least wants to be involved in this whirlpool.
Opposing the dragon queen is compelling, but in any case now he already knows the "conspiracy" of the queen, so what he has to do now is to try not to go to those sensitive areas, so as not to irritate that person. Her Majesty told her to do something radical. In his opinion, Metz is very good-both under the control of the Queen and outside of her control, it is a safe for both parties. The distance, at least will not make the other party make any misjudgments.
In fact, the civil strife of the empire is undoubtedly what Brando most wants to see. Of course, the premise is not to be touched by the flames. He thinks that the next best situation is to see Her Majesty and Yan Zhi from this safe distance. The temple battle was both lost and wounded, and then find a chance to rescue Akane. Of course, this is a bit difficult, but having a proper dream is good for relaxing the mood, isn't it
He thought about it, and then said: "There is one more thing, I don’t think you want to make trouble to escape from Andzlova and be sunk by the Imperial Navy again, right, so we must Contact the empire in advance. We have to assume that we can stay in any port in Metz. Who can do this?"
"Master Earl... If you can rest assured, I might try it," Brando replied with another stuttering voice as soon as he finished speaking. Brando looked back and found that it was the wide and fat man. Young Master Averam, in his memory, the other party would never take the initiative to speak on such occasions, and couldn't help but look at this guy in surprise. "However," Ifram was a little embarrassed: "Maybe I can only borrow a commercial port..."
"Enough." Brando waved his hand: "Well done, Avram, I didn't expect your family to have a network within the empire. Duke Karasu is well-deserved."
His words are not a compliment. Within the empire, apart from Yanbao, the nobles connected with the empire are already rare in this era. Even if it is a person with power for a time like Grand Duke Anleck, it is the same as in the empire. It is an unknown person, except for those well-informed people in some areas south of Anzeruta and within the empire, it is true that not many people have heard the name of this grand prince.
And Grand Duke Karasu was able to keep in touch with the empire at this time, and even maintain a network of relationships that looked pretty good. This is indeed an extraordinary ability that can be described.
Ephram was also embarrassed by Brando’s compliment and couldn’t help but smile. This is the first time he has found a sense of accomplishment in a formal occasion since the envoy set off from Eruin. Time couldn't help being proud of it. Although in the early days, he might not have considered Brando, a hillbilly from a remote area, but after a series of incidents, he faintly felt that he could be praised by such a legendary Lord Earl. A kind of ability.
Brando also didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He didn't have much hope for this combination, but unexpectedly, the descendants of these nobles in the envoy were capable of beyond his imagination-but he should be so. They were born in aristocratic families, and their education and vision were much higher than those of common people of the same age. Except for a few geniuses, in such an environment, they were not really incapable, but just willing to fall. However, once you have the motivation, the knowledge and experience you originally mastered will turn into an outstanding ability, and these abilities are integrated with each other to achieve the current scene, it is not incredible.
After the discussion was over, everyone started to take action-sorting out plans, arranging routes, counting food and the weapons and ammunition reserves in the embassy. Of course, the most important thing is to appease the Cruz nobles, and they can’t let them see the clues. , Everyone was too busy, only the three ladies, Roman, Princess Magdal, and the silver dragon Misril, seemed particularly leisurely. As for the merchant lady’s leisure seems to be innate, she can always find lazy ones. Method. And Ms. Yinlong looked at the human world with some curiosity, and asked Brando such as: "As a lord, do you usually control your subordinates like this?" Such a dumbfounding question.
"Isn't human beings like this a thousand years ago?"
"There is a slight difference." Misrael replied, staring at the members of the Eluin envoy in the woods and a group of Cruz nobles.
"Ms. Misril, haven't you returned to the human world for a thousand years after that?" Magdal looked back at her with some surprise.
"As adult dragons, we should try to interfere in the mortal world as little as possible. Besides, most of us are lazy and don't bother to leave the Dragon Valley. This time, if there were no special things, I would not meet Malthus." Sirui did not conceal it, and replied truthfully.
"I see-"
The three of them were still for a while, but Princess Magdal was wise in her heart, and she naturally understood that Brando deliberately left her for another purpose. She stopped for a while and then asked: "My Lord Earl, do you want to know Yan Zhi Some things inside the temple?"
Brando glanced at the latter with a little surprise, but he didn't expect that she would guess her own idea. He was taken aback for a moment before he nodded slightly.
"You have heard what we said before. Her Majesty's behavior is very abnormal. I want to know why the Temple of Flame does not seem to react at all on the surface."
"Master Earl, this question of you makes me a little embarrassed." Princess Magdal frowned slightly, and then smiled bitterly.
"Why, are there any secrets involved?" Brando asked, "If that's the case, the princess doesn't need to answer."
"That's not it."
Princess Magdal sighed softly.
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Today’s weak situation in the Temple of Flame really started one hundred and fifty years ago. While the son of Grand Todi was still on the throne, under the advice of the old Prime Minister Niederwen, the locals and the army were supported and enthralled. Fang aristocracy gradually formed the three-legged situation of today's empire, and the detached status of the Temple of Flame for nearly six centuries since the year of revelation gradually collapsed. The emerging aristocracy and the insatiable leader aristocratic pressed forward step by step, dividing the empire from north to south, and the royal family finally won a respite between the cracks. The eleventh son of the Great Emperor Grantotti-today is the Silver Queen. At the time of the death of his father, this world-wide Mingjun once held a sword and a scepter on the sickbed, as if to show his life's achievements.
After the death of the emperor, the Silver Queen came to the throne and gradually began to withdraw the excessive power from the local nobles. On the one hand, she continued to suppress the Temple of Flame, on the other hand, she began to be wary of the noble lords in the north, and the hidden dangers buried by her father's excessive methods. , Solved one by one in her hands. Although this iron-blooded queen is not well-known among the nobles, she is also a strong-armed female emperor in Cruz’s history.
It can be said that she paved the way for Cruz’s reform. Behind her, the eldest son Lenaret made the empire’s eagle soar in the sky-in the most prosperous moment of the empire, even the only one on the continent of Warnd At that time, Madara, a longer and shorter country, was also more powerful—this was the shame of the empire’s weakness for nearly thirty years since the fiasco of the Four Realms in the Silver Year, and after that, the Cruz Empire ushered in The most prosperous period of kingship.
This is the original history that Brando is familiar with. The rise of Cruz’s imperial power and the fall of religious power, but in this world, only a few people know that this history starts from the moment when Qiao Gendigang set foot on the ground world. It's already beyond recognition.
Whether it is a saint like Detes of Vardner, or a wise person like Vala of the Lion Palace, can't detect this.
It’s just that for every generation of clergy who was born in the age of frogs and experienced the whole process of the temple’s prosperity and decline, the past history was full of strange heaviness and unwillingness, so that the dust was covered in dust. The many documents in the Hall of Candles that record this period of history are full of helplessness and sighs between the lines; and every clergyman who has read this period of history will involuntarily produce too many ifs in his heart.
If the clergy of the previous generation were not so arrogant and arrogant, if the clergy of Rosche’s generation were able to face up to themselves and the strength of the local nobles earlier, if the temple at that time was not so credulous about the so-called beliefs and beliefs of the believers for centuries Absolute control, maybe Cruz will look different today.
And like some low-ranking clergy, Lava also likes to read documents about the temple’s past in the hall of the Candelabra, but as the head of the Holy See in the Lion’s Palace, he still enjoys some small privileges—for example, Speaking of a special position, a comfortable chair, and a special candlestick; most monks are familiar with some of the small habits of the great priest, so they will arrange all this in advance, and this one has been in charge of teaching since the year of the piano. The big figures in power also enjoy this little special treatment.
This has nothing to do with comfort, but a symbol of power.
Unique and supreme.
Lava is not a person who is greedy for power. Compared with those nobles who are really intoxicated, his life is actually more like a real ascetic monk, without much enjoyment, even a bit too much for people in his position. Poverty, he rarely appears in the eyes of believers. Although he is famous in the imperial capital, not many people really know him. Among his few opponents and allies—the Queen may be considered a success. The above is one.
But Lava pays great attention to his authority. He believes that this is one of the most important things that the temple has lost in the past century because of its negligence.
Today, as usual, after reading the last paragraph of the text, the great priest put on the silk bookmark, closed the book, and flicked with his finger. The flame on the silver candlestick flickered and went out. He put each piece on Everything was meticulously returned to its original place, but instead of getting up from his own chair, he put his hand on the red monk's robe and waited quietly.
After a while, Sidney, known as the statue of the saint of the Lion Palace, walked over from the other end of the corridor like a ghost.
The lady first glanced at the books on the shelf that showed signs of movement—as usual, the books that Walla reads most often are still some records related to that period of history, and she wrinkles slightly with no expression on her face. He raised his brows, but did not say much, he only replied in an endorsing tone: "Grand Duke Helix was only injured when he was assassinated. He now lives in the Rose Garden. As for the rumors, it is a man named Nicole. Made up."
"Who is that?" Valla asked.
"An insignificant little person who has been hiding in Accordion Lane since recent times."
"now what?"
"In the dungeon of the courthouse—"
"Did you ask anything?"
"This person took over with Eugene half a month ago."
Vala seemed to be thinking about a problem, so he focused on the silver candlestick, motionless. After a long while, he asked, "Is that the high-ranking priest Eugene of the research leader?"
Sidney nodded.
Vara tightened his lips suddenly, and his snow-white eyebrows were also frowned. Sidney's answer made him feel that this was caused by the division and betrayal within the temple. The leader of Kocha was around Rušta, a high-ranking area in this area. The importance of priests is self-evident for the Temple of Flame: "He was the first to respond to the call of Her Majesty the Queen. There were eleven people who arrived in Rusita with him to investigate them."
"Caesar has already started to do it."
"Has the person who assassinated the Duke of Helix checked it out."
"It seems to be the same group of people."
Vala frowned slightly, smelling a scent of conspiracy from it. This was not just a betrayal. Someone was targeting the temple, and he was keenly aware of this.
The enemies of the temple in the empire are nothing more than three sources. The unruly military aristocrats in the north of Metz, the southern aristocrats headed by the Parut family in the south of Anzeruta, and the Queen, who did it?
"His Majesty and Prime Minister Niederwen have been very close recently." Sidney said at this time.
Vala raised her eyebrows: "Who told you?"
"Duke Cecil."
"What else did he say?"
Sidney didn't say a word, she was not a good verbal temperament, but Vala seemed to have understood what she meant.
Her Majesty, what does she want to do
"And one more thing."
"Um?"
"About a month ago, Niedervan's daughter went to Andzlova." Sidney replied quietly.
"Daughter of Niedervan," Valra thought for a while, only to realize that Sidney was talking about Niederden. He was a little dazed, and asked with some doubts: "It's that stubborn little girl, I remember What's her name, Delphine, yes, that's the name." Vala tapped his forehead with his finger, and suddenly frowned, "She went to Andzlova. A month ago, she went there to do it. what?"
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