The leader of the Chenxi Sword Guard is named Theresa. He was born in a ruling family of an autonomous principality in Ramdong. He is a veritable princess. He is not only noble and beautiful, but also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He is a nearly perfect aristocratic lady. If nothing unexpected happens, he will become a popular product in political marriage.
But the accident still happened. After learning about the existence of the Sisters of the Black Flame Rose, she left her family and fiancé the night before the engagement banquet, and used tricks to deceive her father, and successfully arrived at the inspection church at the age of fourteen.
In the subsequent training, she made her mark. Whether it is swordsmanship, marksmanship, tactics, or religious knowledge, she is faster and more skilled than others. Moreover, because she has a good foundation and is very good at interpersonal communication and management, she is soon noticed by Villets.
After the establishment of the Holy Flame Sect, Theresa's performance was also very impressive. In the first action, she realized the enemy's strategy of trying to escape. She took the lead to block the other party's escape route, and killed more than a dozen bodyguards around the priest who participated in the child transaction, captured the priest alive and executed the stolen.
It is said that whether she murders or is sentenced, she has a faint smile on her face.
Just like her expression when she looks at Beatri now.
"Seven seconds."
Theresa smiled, her pink lips exhaling gentle words.
"You will have to accept the punishment seven seconds later, Miss Clever."
The nickname of Beatri, the nickname she dislikes, is also a name she doesn't like, because she is an orphan, from a dilapidated orphanage. The director detained most of their food, and she could only rely on theft to support herself and her younger brothers and sisters.
So she doesn't know art, does not understand poetry, does not understand painting, or music. Her skills are survival, silentness, and slipping on the door and picking locks. She would not mention these things again, but she still inevitably showed some "skills" in her actions, which eventually attracted the curiosity of the sisters around her.
"Not to be an example, sir."
Faced with her neither humble nor arrogant answer, Theresa didn't say anything else. At this time, a crisp bell rang, which meant that Villets had finished taking a shower and changing clothes.
The sword guards immediately went to the gate of the Virgin Palace to wait. Soon a huge mechanical parade car rushed out of the gate. On both sides were hundreds of white-clothed nuns holding incense burners.
The tour car was like a ship, with a spacious deck at the front and a hollow shrine similar to a bridge at the back. The top of the shrine was a huge eagle emblem, which was blocked by white curtains in all directions. There were four older ladies wearing black robes standing at the four corners of the shrine. They were the four female priests selected by Villets from the war group servants, responsible for conveying and assisting in the handling of academic affairs, and were also her confidants. Through the gaps in the curtain, you can vaguely see Villets in dress and holding scepters.
Taking advantage of the moment the team stopped, the sword guards quickly boarded the patrol car and stood in their respective positions, while Theresa knelt on one knee in front of the shrine alone.
"Mother, the sword guards are all here."
The Black Flame Rose nuns all call the Virgin Mary mothers, and their doctrines are completely different from the combat nuns in the general meaning of the Empire. They are not the Emperor's daughters, but the Virgin Mary's daughters.
"Yeah, let's go."
"yes."
Theresa stood up, turned around, and raised her arms violently.
"Set off!"
The dull horn sound echoed in the air. As the tour car slowly moved, more and more people joined in. When it drove out of the Palace of Our Lady, other combat nuns of the Black Flame Rose Nun had already lined up in front and behind it. At the same time, as a substitute for the little angel, the flapping wing aircraft dressed as giant eagles also hovered above the tour car, sprinkling a large number of petals.
When the tour car arrived at the front square of the cathedral, it was already crowded. There was a pyramid-shaped four-story platform in the center of the square. There was a huge arch made of branches of cinnamon at the top of the platform - this is a very flammable plant and is also regarded as a holy tree by the Holy Flame Cult. It is used in many religious rituals, including the execution of stolen punishment.
As the tour car arrived, a female priest walked to the speaker and said in a deep voice:
"The Virgin is here!"
In an instant, both the bishops and the powerful men in the square bowed their heads and knelt down.
After the tour car arrived in front of the platform, the choir standing on the bottom of the platform began to chant the chant, while the combat nuns set up a cordon between the crowd and the platform. The explosive guns in their hands were in a firing state at any time. Then a broadband handrail staircase extended from the tour car to the top of the platform. The nuns on the second floor began to chant the chapters in the Book of the Holy Fire.
As the curtain was opened, Villetz, wearing a gorgeous and even exaggerated dress, appeared in everyone's sight. This ritual suit consisted of a large number of treasures and gold, and the shape was very traditional and exaggerated Gothic, so that her whole face was almost completely covered by the towering collar, and the thick robe was dragged behind her. Her slightly opened eyes and calm expression surrounded her with a sacred halo.
When she began to walk, the two priests held her arm in front, and the two dragged her robe behind, and the sword guards escorted their Virgin with a solemn face.
Two minutes later, Villets arrived at the top of the platform, and the sword guards were scattered on the third floor.
"Praise the God Emperor forever and be grateful to him for bringing down the Holy Flame for us!"
Standing on the ceremonial platform, Villets' calm voice reached a very far distance through brass horns from all directions, and everyone agreed.
I will always praise the God Emperor and be grateful to him for bringing the Holy Flame to us!
Then a priest raised the branches of the lit osmanthus tree, and Villets walked down the ceremonial platform, took the branches, and gently swung them towards the arch.
With a shout, the plant gate turned into a door of flame, accompanied by a unique flash of light.
The next second, everyone exclaimed.
A towering giant strids out in the interweaving of flashes and flames, as if he is descending on the gods on earth.
The bright flames reflected his red and black special ritual armor. The red cloak rolled in the flames, and the gilded iron halo was hanging behind his head. Even if he didn't say a word, just one look was enough to make any mortal feel that kind of crazy, domineering, and vigorous!
Even without any guards, even if he was alone, when Soshiyang stood in the flames, he seemed to hold everyone present in his palms. Whether it was the experience of the Legion Commander or the Phoenix King, he accidentally formed a strong dominant aura. Without deliberately pretending, his existence had already sworn in the existence of rule.
Chapter completed!