The baby in the swagger has been through the most vulnerable stage with difficulty and luck, walked out of the cradle, learned to walk, and started running.

This is order, the most independent body of the Vatican Sacramentary Department with a golden scale badge.

Augustine sat in the dimly lit study and counted his wealth on paper: the three laboratories of Sheephorn, except for more than seventy researchers, plus the first entourage, the number was about one hundred. With the help of Miss Philip, several nails placed in the Sheephorn of the mother was pulled out and became the anatomical objects on the laboratory table. Now it is a very clean Sheephorn, and this secret game that happened between Augustine and Lord Haiji won the victory in a less brilliant way.

The 69 mature knights of the CRAF family can be put into any battlefield as soon as possible. As for the 100-man Knights selected by order from the Lolita slave market, it is a good coolie, but that's all. For this group, there is butter, bread, and residence, and there is no need to worry about being sold to a noble master who likes to whip corpses one day. After the departure of the Great Knight Hera, the girl mage group did not expand in size and lacked Miss Hera's mysterious intuition. Augustine was unwilling to waste a copper plate to support a group of girls who were not qualified to be cannon fodder.

Descartes, the Dead Sea Knight, who is closest to the threshold of the holy coffin, is behind it nearly a hundred skeletons and the undead knights. The loyalist Ted, who is focused on being cultivated by the horns, is almost scrapped because his body reaches the poem. He has no possibility of becoming the king of hell, but he has the opportunity to become the hell hero who is second only to the top of the Dark Knight. This is acceptable good news.

Dimit in the cemetery, slowly promoted to the servant of the true ancestor, is Augustine's most important trump card. The two dormant immortal marquis are of little significance, but the two families of Gundhuce and Marshall behind them are willing to accept the invitation of order, and this message is crucial. Especially Prince Quin of the Gundhuce family, who happens to be one of the two founders of the Underworld of Poetry, Augustine has too many small questions to discuss with the Deputy Council of Judama

Chang humbly asked for advice, hoping that the patriarch Gundhusse, who signed the "Peach Red Card Secret Agreement", would not make himself a thief who dominated the poems and songs. However, if the deputy speaker must be careful, Augustine would not mind uprooting the only immortal family in the Holy Empire. Both emperors hated the dark race sleeping in the coffin because of a secret scandal of the royal family, and the degree of hatred of the dark race that sleeps in the coffin is far greater than that of any imperial emperor who had already been quite disgusted with the immortality.

Halfway through Augustine, he put down the dried quill in his hand and loosened his wrist. This beautiful and tough quill was taken from the black swan in the lake. Because of the misjudgment of the leaker, Mrs. Quentin was punished by the order to pick five or six feathers on the outermost layer of the black swan's left wing. The angry Florentine kitten threw nearly one hundred sharpened black goose feathers to the inhumane order in a few days. Augustine could not

She would not stop her from harassing the manor guests, otherwise she would not be able to find traces of the black swan in the next few decades. In addition to the quill filled with pen holders, there were also crow brushes that were more suitable for writing fine fonts. As for a few of the oldest reed tubes, this was a stubborn tradition in the Maidai Ora Monastery, which was always behind the empire. Occasionally Augustine would take out a Gularan scripture and excerpt it and practice it.

A two-headed golden viper curled in a corner of the desk, and both heads looked at the "father" that he saw for the first time after his birth. His scarlet eyes were filled with incredible humanity. He treated this "illegitimate son" with a long order of stinginess and meanness, but he was very generous and generous, and did not hesitate to feed all the most precious and expensive foods on his hands. Augustine opened a crystal bottle and spread a few bait made of blood dwarf eyeballs and the bait wings of the immortal species in the palm of his hand. The golden viper was not in a hurry to eat. He first lowered his head and licked the fingers of the kind "father" intimately, and then swallowed the delicious food. This action means "worship and taming" in the dictionary of the mysterious golden subspecies, symbolizing the extremely proud demigod species

Just put the food in the second place. Augustine smiled slightly, stretched out a finger and flicked one of the heads. It seemed that the little guy liked his father's doting. After being bounced, he lay down his head playfully and pretended to be dead. Augustine scratched its gorgeous body with his fingers. Soon, the little guy rolled happily on the table. When his little head hit, he looked up pitifully at his father. It was obvious that he was acting coquettishly. Not to mention hitting the wall, even if the sword tip cut it down, it might not feel pain. In the end, the whole golden torso was wrapped around Augustine's arm. Augustine lowered her head and said softly: "Your mother, I miss you in a distant place. She loves you more than I do."

Augustine then took off the little guy who was full of gentleness and dependence on him, bent down and placed on the ground, and smiled and said, "Go to play by yourself and get familiar with your territory, Eden. One day, the Castle of Poetry and Song will need your protection."

The golden double-headed viper swam out of the study with a twisted body and soon appeared at the door again. Augustine, who had known that it would be like this, glared at him, and the little guy ran away immediately.

Augustine turned around and dipped his pen again in ink, and continued to flow words on the cheap papyrus. His handwriting, even in the aerial monastery, would be praised by the elderly monks.

There is no antique porcelain in the study. Apart from books that I often read and some wooden boxes with a few monotonous collections, and without the exquisite atmosphere of Professor Shirley's love for Tame Lounge, it is naturally even more incomparable to Miss Elizabeth's luxury Gothic mixed Baroque boudoir.

The magic circle of the Twelve Zodiac Palace has become more grand and refined. The Housekeeper Louis, who is passionate about power, has integrated into a new life. As long as he can bring power to this beautiful man, he will be willing to build an arena with such partners. The Queen of the Salon, Madame Fiona, seemed to have gone from a slut to a saint overnight. In addition to coaching Lolita's carefully selected girls and children to become "swallows" and "crows", he asked the long order of the believers to practice, prayed regularly every day, and the already decaying toy body began to exude a pious atmosphere of non-falseness. The orange of the law and half of the Champs-Elys Witch Street, the Poetry Castle with no land income gradually had a fixed source of gold coins. The female elf Heman wrote the elf language at the request of his master.

Augustine picked up a blank papyrus and wrote “Two Bourbons.” “The Joker Oscar.” “The Unpublished Ninth, Ten, Eleven, Twelve and Final Thirteen.”

But soon, Augustine burned the paper with a small magic that gathered the elements of fire.

He stood up and came to the fifth floor of tulips. Hall was explaining the history of the empire to the girls. Augustine sat in the last row. Hall and the girl had adapted to the occasional arrival of order. No one dared to approach the position where order had been sitting, but he only dared to peek from a distance with a pilgrimage attitude.

Augustine listened to Hall's narration while drifting away his thoughts. The last smoke of gunpowder disappeared from the red Gogol Plain. The Holy Empire won the first victory recognized by the Epic Continent. The arrogant son of war finally admitted that in addition to Kamiao's Iron Cavalry, there were opponents on the continent that could compete head-on with the Titan Knights. The difficult victory of the Holy Empire was at the cost of more than 20,000 soldiers, as well as 3,500 mages who were awarded official certification badges, and huge war loans borrowed from the Great Lords and Bankers. That was a day.

The decay of the Caesar and the Plantain dynasty over the past century, historical observers firmly believe that it was this bad move of overdrawing the empire's credit that created a vicious cycle. Endless borrowings, like children, did not repay them, and forced them to conquer them in the name of the empire and the royal family. In the end, the tired empire and the angry aristocratic class began to refuse any war, making the giant Plantain a military lame. So, has the holy empire that rose and grew stronger in the Eastern Continent also begun to take the initiative to enter the vicious circle? Everyone is observing and waiting.

Augustine remembers a question and answer that happened during the journey between him and the Chief Secretary of State.

She asked: "Why are the magicians in our empire so powerful? Is it really the favor and gift from magical gods as explained by the Magic Guild?"

Augustine replied: "These are all irresistible mysterious factors, but what I see in my eyes is that after the wars are over, His Majesty the Emperor resisted the questioning of the priests from the great noble family behind the fallen knights. On the battlefield of the Epic Continent, honor only belongs to the knights, and the mage's assistance is taken for granted, but once a mistake is made and the knight's casualties are caused, they will face scolding and questioning from the military court. What His Majesty the Emperor does is to appease and mediate. This is not a trick, but it requires great courage and mind. In the Holy Empire, His Majesty the Emperor is not worried about the large-scale demise of the mage, and the mage is not worried about being retaliated by the knight group for mistakes. This is the tacit understanding of the virtuous cycle."

Augustine came back to her senses and said to herself: "It's so difficult to govern a poem, so Jupiter the Great, Queen Kamie?"

Halfway through, Augustine went to the Sheephorn Laboratory. This time, instead of playing a erotic game with the poor Miss Philip, she asked for the best mammoth ivory. The chief research officer, who was not "popular and humiliated", looked at the consul's back with complex eyes. He took a deep breath and re-entered the intense experiment. The body of the Holy Coffin Knight Ted gave Little Sayuri a big problem to meet the minimum requirements of the demon and create a hell hero. The road is full of thorns. Augustine returned to the study, took out a razor, cut the half-meter-long ivory into more than a dozen sections, picked out a middle section, and started sculpture.

The first rule of the Knights: We are soldiers.

Article 2: Second, we are the knights.

Article 3: Don’t forget that we are nobles. If we lose, remember to surrender and can be redeemed, but don’t forget to get a little secret in the hostile camp, which is also a military merit.

Article 4: We must sincerely praise the handsomeness of the group leader Reinhalte and admit that the wisest one in the Knights is always Lord Reinhalte.

Article 5: On the battlefield, you can escape, but you cannot leave your comrades behind.

Article 6: In order to emphasize the importance of Article 5, Article 6 is the same as above.

Article 7: The leader of the group will bring everyone a medal.

Article 8: Victory is the first honor of a soldier, a fucking knight virtue!

Article 9: Fucking the matter, don’t always let the team leader come forward and wipe your butts. If anyone beats you up, you will be able to pull the team and hit you. I will give you this right.

Tenth: Write love letters and papers on behalf of others, and all Caesars are 20% off for friendship.

11: No matter how hostile you are on the battlefield, please target the enemy with your fingers on the battlefield.

Twelve: Please remember the collective wish of our Knights - whoever can sleep with the Titans is the greatest hero

Thirteen: We are never alone.

That night, Augustine carved a fat knight and placed it gently on the desk.
Chapter completed!