The prime minister’s daughter will go wherever she likes to go. This has nothing to do with the temple, but Walla understands that the statue of the saint in this lion palace never talks nonsense, so she put her fingers across her chest and waited silently. Sidney's afterword.
The candle light in the candlelight room tilted slightly on the lady’s short platinum hair, leaving a deep shadow under her forehead and the depression on the other side of the straight bridge of the nose. Sidney said quietly, "She He and Eru were vengeful for the death of Viscount Elman due to the leader of the envoy. This time they went for the other side, but some people contributed to this incident—Delphine had visited Earl Freud before leaving the imperial capital and borrowed I left the Tumogun. As far as I know, although Freud was the father of Viscount Elman, this time he was connected with Miss Delphine through a person called Price. This person He is the steward of Freeman Rilis, the vice president of the Archaeological Association. Freeman Rilis once disclosed the news of the slaughter gun and the earl of Tonigel to the previous two at the same time through him."
"So this little girl's trip was arranged in advance, eh," Vara listened quietly, and replied: "You can really smell conspiracy from this, indicating that someone has to deal with the Prime Minister of Niedervin. , Or Earl Freud? But what does it have to do with us, Sidney."
"Freeman Rilis has a very close relationship with Priest Eugene."
Vala sat in a chair and was silent for a moment before repliing: "It is very precious to find contact so quickly. It seems that we are about to see the truth. What happened after the little girl went to Andzlova?"
After that, the turmoil in Andzlova and the invasion of Qiao Gendigang occurred, which was self-evident, but Sidney understood that this was not what the head of the Holy See wanted to hear.
"She is missing," she replied.
"Does Freeman Rilis' relationship with Eugene make it clear?" Walla asked again.
"Exactly."
"So it's not difficult for outsiders to contact us through him." The old man knocked on the armrest of the chair and said in a deep voice, "Little Nidven treats his daughter like a treasure. She is a spoiled big girl. She is missing now. Now, the people with small actions behind them are closely related to our temple. It is difficult for the Prime Minister to not think of us."
"The world is not blind. What good is it for us to act on a little girl?" Sidney asked, "Little Nedervin is not a fool. Besides, his father is not dead yet."
"We will know soon."
Vala shook her head slightly and replied.
Sidney frowned deeply. She looked at the Supreme One of the Temple with dissatisfaction. The answer was so similar to that of forty years ago: "Your Majesty has done a bit too much recently, Great Priest."
Vala's bushy eyebrows were raised slightly, and two sharp eyes appeared from his deep eye sockets, and they fell on the face of the saint in this lion palace-this is his proud disciple, the platinum Under the broken hair, under the flat forehead, and under the brows like a platinum sword, the golden pupils are shining with clear and unflinching light-this gaze seems to make the old priest see himself when he was young. He sighed and sat back in the chair again: "It's just this, don't mention it, you know, Sidney."
"Royal power and religious power have their rise and fall. This is the law of history, but the secular power and the sacred power have been separated from each other and monitored each other for thousands of years. An extremely dangerous thing, she is doing something wrong, you must prevent her from repeating the same mistakes, great priest." Sidney replied indifferently, unmoved.
"No, things haven't reached that point yet, Sidney, you don't understand, there are some things, you don't understand—" Valla shook her head: "The matter hasn't reached that point yet, she just lusts for power and doesn't want to let go of her hands. For mortals, this is normal. We can’t stand on the other side of Your Majesty because of this kind of thing. She may have done too much, but it is still tolerable.”
"Is the teacher too generous to your Majesty?" Sidney's eyes revealed her boredom and dissatisfaction.
"This is what we owe her. At least in this matter, we cannot explicitly oppose her. Remember, Sidney, this is not my order, but the order of my teacher. I must obey this order. It's the same with you," Vala replied in a deep voice, "You know, this is an agreement. During her reign, we can not support her, but we must not oppose her, as long as she is not on the key issues. We can’t violate this agreement if we make the wrong choice."
"Even this is not a critical issue?"
"It's just a mundane business, Sidney."
"Divine faith does not grow without roots, great priest."
"Shut up." Vala exclaimed. In fact, he didn't understand this, but some things couldn't be said like this: "How dare you say such filthy and vulgar words in this sacred place, Ms. Sidney, don't Let anger and resentment toward your opponent take over your heart. Take out your usual calmness. You are not suitable to continue talking with me now. Just calm down."
Sidney stunned slightly, then nodded slightly: "I understand."
After that, she didn't give much explanation. Finally, she glanced at her teacher's bookshelf, then turned and left, but when halfway through, she turned her head and asked, "Is it because of the dragon clan?"
"Dragons can't do whatever they want in this world, Sidney, they are far more constrained than us," Valla shook his head and replied: "Everyone knows that Her Majesty the Queen has the shadow of the dragon behind it. In fact, the truth is. Far from it, if the dragon clan alone cannot overwhelm the empire, remember, Sidney, this is the era of mortals, and the will of the empire is controlled by people like us, not by those lofty legends and fantasy."
"This world is the result of the efforts of the sages, so our lofty beliefs are also rooted in this," the old man said impassionedly, and suddenly felt a little lonely again somehow, he sighed: "The dragon is owed to your majesty. , Isn’t it the temple? I don’t want to mention the past thing for the time being. Go down, Sidney. You will understand it one day."
If there are other members of the temple here, most of them will be surprised by the old man’s words, because it already contains some thought-provoking information, and it contains not only a secret, but even the future. The transfer of the supreme power of the temple.
But Sidney seemed to be indifferent, nodded lightly, and then turned to leave.
Vala looked at the back of his student and couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, not humiliated. This is the courage that the heirs of the temple should have. He is a priest born after the year of frogs, their generation. Being accustomed to the ups and downs of history and the changes of the general trend, the gap from high to low, and the changes in status from the past and the present have brought a profound impact on their generation of clergy. The difficulties of waiting are rarely called this wise. The old man frowned. The present and the past of the temple seemed to him to be an inevitable result. It was difficult to change and irreversible, but at least he still had an outstanding disciple, and Vala pinned his hope in Sidney. One generation may be able to change today's embarrassment.
It is indeed embarrassment. Perhaps even in this majestic holy palace, few people understand how embarrassed the holy palace is today. The old man shook his head. He couldn’t help thinking of his teacher’s generation of clergy, except for that. Outside of the younger generation of the era, few people can accept such a gap. There are many clergymen who were martyred for this reason, and even his teacher is one of them, but few people know the secret.
It's great to be young, the old man couldn't help but shook his head and thought, at least the young people still have hope.
He watched Sidney leave, then turned his head and patted the mahogany tabletop with his finger lightly.
Sidney's words still caught his attention. His Majesty's hand was indeed stretched too long, but it didn't matter. What he was worried about was another thing: the assassination of the Duke of Helix? It happened at this time that Huaye had a problem, which made him smell a scent that made him feel uneasy. The old man suddenly stood up and pulled out a big red book from the shelf. He opened the book and shook it out. A thick piece of parchment paper and spread it out-that is a huge map, the old priest spread the map on the table, and his eyes fell on the flower-leaf collar for a long time.
He lifted his eyelids slightly, and his gaze continued north along the hills to the north of Fort Lova, until he moved into a crisscrossed mountain range.
The place names there are marked with beautiful swashes on the map.
Alkash.
"Martha, please," Vala whispered, "Don't be."
He put down the map, closed his eyes, and after a while, he picked up the bell on the desk:
"Come on—"
…
The Queen’s tea party is held at San Contepe’s Palace as always after noon. The tradition of this tea party originated before the year of the walnut. At that time, it was the time of the Grand Toti. Emperor Grand Toti often used the Queen’s tea party to meet him secretly. This tradition has been passed down from that time and carried forward in the hands of his son. The eleventh son of the emperor, his majesty the previous generation, discussed with the old Prime Minister Niederwen about the temple more than once at the tea party. , So that later these plans that were born on the tea party were maliciously called the "tea party conspiracy" by the clergy, and even bards were widely sung.
Today, the Silver Queen’s tea party has become a customary rule. Every three days of the week, His Majesty will hold a tea party in the Rose Garden, but the subordinates of this era are no longer secretly invited to the tea party. It is upright and upright, and has become a symbol of status and honor.
Only today, the atmosphere in the living room on the east side of the Rose Garden is somewhat subtle.
No one in the room spoke, as if everyone had been cast a magic, sitting firmly in their place, neither blinking nor talking, like a group of puppets.
Her Majesty sneered, and the Prime Minister beside him looked very ugly, a little disturbed, and sullen. Under him, most of the other nobles watched their noses and hearts, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble, but Without exception, everyone's eyes were focused on the pile of parchment paper on the coffee table in the living room, and the meaningful look in their eyes was as if something strange was recorded on the parchment paper.
"Fiona, Delphine really went to Andzlova a month ago."
"This..." Little Nidven replied with some irritation and regret: "I didn't know in advance that she was going to Andzlova, Your Majesty, not to mention that even if I knew that at that time, Andzlova was peaceful, I didn't. Reasons to prevent her from going out. My father only forbids her to leave the empire, but in the empire, my daughter is still free. Just imagine, why should I not let her go to a small place in the empire? This must not be used as evidence. ."
"I understand, you don't have to worry about it," The Silver Queen seemed to be a little funny about this. She replied with a chuckle: "Your daughter happened to have some misunderstanding with the Lord Earl. If I knew in advance that she would go there, I'm afraid she won't allow it, but it seems that she probably didn't inform you of this father."
Little Ni Devon's face blushed. Although he is the prime minister of the empire, he has nothing to do with his daughter. Although he doesn't want to admit this, it is a well-known thing, the only thing to let him let go What comes from my heart is that it seems that Her Majesty the Queen doesn't care about this very much. He naturally understands that this kind of thing can be big or small, but as long as the supreme of the empire doesn't care, then everything is easy to say, even if you want to, this kind of fantasy thing, your majesty can't take it seriously anyway. It's just that this fact is too bad now, which makes him very annoyed.
"Your Majesty's observation is as meticulous as ever." He replied: "This is exactly what happened."
He couldn't help but scan the pile of parchments again. It was these parchments that recorded the slander and slander that embarrassed him. Where these secret documents came from, he naturally knew in his heart-the sheepskin The secret emblem on the book must be the handwriting of the knights of the inner court. There is only one family in the empire, and there is no semicolon.
But what made the prime minister very puzzled was why these inner court knights suddenly bite themselves like mad dogs. They reported that they had colluded with Qiao Gendigang and sent their daughters to Andzlova to be hostages. , This is simply something out of nothing. People with discerning eyes know that these things are offensive tricks, not to mention their level, this kind of tricks are simply not on the stage.
But it’s just this that makes people feel sick. Little Nidven is very puzzled. Who is so boring to use this kind of thing with his daughter to joke with himself, it’s like a bad joke, which makes people feel bad. Gagging.
But it was this kind of mischief that deeply angered him. Everyone knew that Prime Minister Niedervan had a jewel in his hand, and these people just took his daughter to trouble him, which was almost equivalent to a face slap.
Whether it was because of his concern for his daughter, or his own face and family dignity, he would never give up.
But he knew that it was the royal family who was in charge of the knights of the inner court. Her Majesty could not use such a low-level means to deal with him, so besides that, there were only those who could intervene.
The first is Palut's family. The young prime minister frowned. Within the empire, they and the Palut family did not care very well, because Her Majesty has always been interested in supporting the Palut family to suppress the factions left by the king, but everyone in the game knows. , This kind of suppression actually came from Her Majesty herself. The Palut family's shots on him are equivalent to Her Majesty's shots. Unless it's a personal grievance, the Palut family shouldn't be so boring.
But for a while, he couldn't remember any personal grievances between himself and the Palut family.
As for the remaining people, it seems even more irrelevant.
"But Fiona, if Delphine really went to Andzlova, this is not good news." At this moment, Constance suddenly pointedly said.
Little Nidevin was shocked. He was originally annoyed by these documents, but he completely forgot that if his daughter had actually gone to Andzlova, this would be a big problem. He figured this out and even his face changed. Others saw the face of the Prime Minister suddenly turned pale, and understood that most of the whole thing had nothing to do with him, so they couldn't help but look weirder when they looked at the document.
This shows that someone is obviously opposing the Prime Minister. Who could it be
And if it is wrong, will it just end there? Everyone knows that Her Majesty the Queen cannot identify an empire’s prime minister as a traitor through these one-sided words. This kind of struggle at this level is basically a trick of jumping clowns and is not worth mentioning, but the problem is that the potential enemy will There will be no back players. Everyone understands that if the person who shots has back players, then it is probably a tougher offensive.
At this time, Jr. Nidevon obviously thought of this. Although he is not as good as his father, this ability is still a little bit, but what he is most worried about now is-what if his daughter really falls into the hands of those people manage
At this time, the Silver Queen smiled slightly, apparently seeing what the Prime Minister was thinking in her heart, and she comforted her softly: "Don’t worry about Fiona, Delphine may not have really gone to Andzlova. As for these behind-the-scenes You and the old prime minister, I will naturally find out for you."
Little Ni Devon nodded, and replied with some interest: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Constance smiled slightly and nodded to the young prime minister.