As soon as Baron Humphrey lowered his head, he saw three books on the table, which were the three masterpieces of Sivie printed by his own printing factory.

"Sivie Frost is a very outstanding young wizard. He has now been promoted to a high-level wizard and has opened a magic academy on Capraya Island, dedicated to cultivating magicians for the kingdom." Humphrey didn't say much information.

Charles VIII stood up and searched for the location of Capraia on the map behind the France.

"Tsk tsk, such a remote island! A young high-level magician can find a very comfortable place in Paarley to continue his magic research? No wonder he needs to use this method to recruit students." Charles VIII turned around: "Humphrey, please tell me the Knight of Civ Frost that if he can train a hundred formal magicians for the kingdom, he will be able to become a viscount!"

For Charles VIII, even if Cyvi Frost's magic academy was successfully run on a remote island, it would take ten or twenty years to train a hundred magicians. At that time, it would be considered a great contribution, and rewarding him with a viscount is nothing.

"I will tell Master Siwei about Your Majesty's words!" Baron Humphrey said excitedly. Did he know that there are more than fifteen magicians in the Violet Academy now, and I am afraid that it will be the conditions proposed by His Majesty the King in three years!

Originally, the heir of the Bonaparte family married a knight-lord, even if it was a mage lord, the pioneer knight would be a bit imperfect, but it would be great if Civ Frost could gain the appreciation of His Majesty the King with this opportunity and become a viscount!

The Seine River flows through the royal capital Paali and gives birth to a fertile land. Siti is located in the city of Paali, and is a sacred and beautiful island in the city.

On this small island there is a towering, tall, magnificent building, all carved from white marble.

This building is the famous Notre Dame Cathedral of Notre Dame, the main church of the Radiant Church throughout the French Diocese.

Standing on the banks of the Seine River, looking out at the high-rise Notre Dame Cathedral. The huge doors are covered with statues, one layer after another, and the stone statues become smaller and smaller as they go to the inner layer. All the pillars are tall and slender, connected to the pointed arches on the upper part. The atrium is narrow, high and long. Looking up at the church from outside, the tall shape and the bell tower and spire standing on the top make people feel a majestic posture rising to the blue sky!

This church is praised as a "symphony of solid stones". Since the completion of the Holy Calendar in 1127, the coronation ceremony, wedding and funeral of French kings of all generations have been held here.

Since the Thirty Years of War, the power of the Lord of Glory in the Holy Norman Empire has been extremely weak. Therefore, the Kingdom of France, which still devotes itself to the Lord of Glory, has become the largest jurisdiction of the entire Lord of Glory.

The Bishop of Notre Dame Cathedral of Paarley is a member of the Council of Cardinals of the Race, a legendary Pastor of the Race, Ancis de Sully.

Being able to add the word "De" between the name and the surname means that this is a pastor who has a profound theology, respected and knowledgeable theology.

He was wearing a red priest robe, revealing a luxurious and sacred atmosphere. He was already very old, and he seemed to be about to see the Lord of Glory at any time.

In the meditation room of Notre Dame's apse, Cardinal Anss was looking at a book with his eyes full of wisdom. This book was not the "Revelation of Light" of the Church Goddess, but the popular magic book written by Sevi!

"Dear Cardinal, this book is spreading magic widely. This Civ Frost is a damn devil who is competing for faith with our Lord! Once magic is popularized on a large scale, there will be fewer people who believe in our Lord! Please allow me to capture this devil who should go to hell and let him repent before our Lord!"

A young and handsome knight said angrily that he was a member of the Apologist Knights of the Radiant Church. He is less than thirty years old and is already a glorious knight who has obtained the Master's Certificate!

"Stern, it's not three hundred years ago! Our Lord created everything, omnipotent, and is the supreme great being, and cannot be described or described..." Cardinal Anss said calmly: "It's a pity that His glory is gradually dissipating from the world of Ollant!"

"What should I do? Just watch the secular kings and nobles, and those magicians who secretly fuel the fire, unscrupulously seize our faith from the people, and finally the Lord of the Glory will eventually perish?" The young knight named Stern could not suppress the anger in his heart.

"The times are developing, and we also need change! We will eventually die! The glory of the Lord of Glory is dissipating, and a dark era is coming soon! Once the original contract expires, our Lord's church will inevitably become the first target for all jackals and beasts to eat!" Cardinal Anss closed his eyes tightly: "It was the Lord who abandoned us, not us who betrayed the Lord! At that time, all the power of the Lord of Glory will dissipate from the entire Orente plane! We will become pigs with countless wealth but no strength, and let others slaughter it!"

"How is it possible? Lord Bishop! The world of Orent has a population of 300 million, how much power of faith can it provide? We are the Lord's shepherds, how can the Lord give up this world and completely abandon us?" Stern defended in disbelief.

"This is just a guess from me, the worst! The Pope in the holy city of Vatini still firmly believes that everything now is the test of the Lord!" Cardinal Anss's face flashed with a hint of sneer: "We must prepare early. This world needs a God of Light. If the Lord of Light leaves, we will create another new God!"

"Creating God?" A hint of horror flashed across Knight Stern's face: "Anssis, you are blasphemous words, are you crazy?"

At this moment, an inexplicable sacred and grand aura suddenly enveloped him, instantly disintegrating the divine power of the Lord of Glory in his body, and separating him from this world!

A sacred and pleasant voice, as if so soft and affectionate, echoed in his ears: "Knight Stern, would you be my believer and fight for me from now on?"

A dawn shone before Stern, a sacred and powerful phantom was emitting golden light like the rising sun, and the holy light shining on her body! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!