Chapter 93: Resolving old grudges, a big crisis is approaching
The first public trial failed.
The noisy scene could not quiet down at all. The believers of the church and the residents of Dune City had fierce arguments and even pushing and shoving, which almost turned into a full-scale violence.
Archbishop Timo banged his gavel angrily several times and used the power of a king to intimidate him, but to no avail.
Because Charlemagne was like a pyramid scheme leader at the moment, shouting slogans and pumping his fists, stirring up the atmosphere into a frenzy. He also unleashed the king's pressure to offset the old bishop's interference...
The final trial could not go on any longer. Archbishop Timo could only stand up and shouted helplessly:
"Stop! Stop! Adjourn the court! Let's try it another day..."
He could see that this group of people were deliberately causing trouble, but their reaction was a little slow, so today they can only leave it alone.
A funny scene occurred. The deacons and the knights of the Templar Order in the 7th game were yelling at each other while barely maintaining order and evacuating believers and residents.
Charlemagne didn't give up. He shouted "Long live Farrowland" as if he had been given blood. He even took off his boots and threw them at Captain Richard's face.
Richard:(?_?)
I knew this guy had no good intentions.
He shouldn't have been allowed in!
Director Carl, "Gun Ghost" Carlos, "Axe" Alex and other saints from Farolan not only did not persuade Charlemagne, but also started to make noises with him. Some soldiers of the kingdom also prepared stones, rotten eggs and rotten eggs.
Vegetable leaves were thrown towards the plaintiff's seat and the trial bench.
Speaker Daniel looked at this ridiculous scene, scratched his head and said:
"This is definitely designed. It is too damaging and is deliberately designed to bring the church down."
The Natural Disaster Sword Master glanced at the rotten eggs flying above his head, his face twitched a few times, and he said:
"I understand. If it were me, I would do the same thing."
A king was forced to abdicate, fake his death and escape, and was also forced to disband the strongest armed force that the kingdom was proud of - the Fire Dragon Knights.
This is simply a great shame and humiliation. Even a foolish king cannot bear it, let alone a generation of heroes.
Suppose Qin Shihuang was forced to abdicate, pretended to be dead, and was forced to disband the Qin Cavalry. What kind of shame and hatred would that be?
If given the chance, would Qin Shihuang take revenge?
Then the enemy's entire family must be killed and the enemy's country be washed with blood in order to appease the emperor's anger.
How hard the church persecuted the Kingdom of Faloran back then, the backlash is now huge.
The Calamity Sword Master even suspected that if the demon camp had not made a comeback and internal fighting was not appropriate, Charlemagne would have brazenly raised his troops to start a war with the St. Joan Empire.
The moment the Lady of the Night returns to her throne, war will break out, and Charlemagne will not stop until the Knights Templar are killed.
Captain Gonzalez jumped to the side, avoiding several rotten eggs wrapped in the light of the Force, and glared at Gun Ghost and Ax King and others, saying:
"Did you do this on purpose?!"
The rotten eggs are all prepared. This has been planned for a long time.
The entire court has turned into a chaotic market. If word of this gets out, the trial will become a joke and the dignity of the church will be wiped out.
Director Karl lifted up the collar of a cardinal with one hand. The man was so frightened by the evil aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that he could not speak. His eyes were cold, and he glanced at Captain Gang next to him and said:
"You have to be lucky that the devil came back to save you. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been a small fight like this. They flattened the five border states of the empire and bloodbathed the Knights Templar. We have been planning this revenge plan for a hundred years, but it's a pity that we didn't execute it.
use."
Captain Gonzalez was frightened when he heard this.
He knew this was no joke, the Kingdom of Falorand was really prepared for such a war.
It’s just that no one can accurately predict the evolution of the situation. In the current environment, it is impossible for Farrowland to raise troops to take revenge on the St. Joan Empire.
"Elder, don't you give me some advice?"
Seeing that the two sides were still arguing and confronting each other, with a strong smell of gunpowder, Speaker Daniel was a little worried that the situation was out of control, so he looked at the Nine-Star Elder of the Natural School.
The natural school's status in this world is relatively transcendent, and they are ultimately responsible for persuading and mediating many conflicts and disputes in the human camp.
A hundred years ago, the conflict between Faloran and the St. Joan Empire finally ended peacefully with the persuasion of the previous generation of earth elders.
Farolland suffered a loss because it was relatively weak. The Clement family was not afraid of the Singer family, but there was still a church in the empire.
Elder Jiuxing shook his head, with a hint of helplessness on his face, and said:
"Forget it, let them make a fuss. The disbandment of the Fire Dragon Knights made Charlie, Carl, and Carlos grieve a lot. It's okay to vent their anger now.
If I hold back this resentment, I'm worried that Carl and the others will stab the Knights Templar on the battlefield."
Speaker Daniel: "..."
Natural Disaster Sword Master: "..."
When it comes to this matter, the two neutral kings do not want to wade into troubled waters.
Don't encourage others to do good unless they have suffered.
It’s not easy to be a peacemaker. If you don’t persuade someone well, you may be hated.
Ren wanted to say something - "Peace is the most important thing in everything", but in the end he remained silent.
I don’t dare to control it, and I can’t control it.
If he helps the church, he will offend his father-in-law to death, and will also cause dissatisfaction with Eileen and the kingdom's aristocracy, many of whom are his friends, even Leon and the old goat are Faroese.
It would not be good if he helped Charlemagne. The cheap sister is now a saint of the church.
"I am no longer a human being inside and out..."
Thinking of this, Ren's head ached a little, so he simply turned his back and hurriedly slipped out of the court.
Once again he discovered the negative consequences of having a harem.
There are too many women, and they are not of the same power. It is easy to have disputes. Men are not easy to manage, so they can only be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma.
This is a lesson, try to accept as few girls as possible in the future... no, try not to accept girls in the same world!
They are not in the same world, so there is no contradiction.
I'm so damn smart.
Ren's heart was enlightened. His previous practice of picking up one girl in each dungeon world coincided with the path of the harem.
After an hour of commotion, everyone in the court dispersed.
Charlemagne stopped in time when the situation was about to get out of control, and left with his old troops and ministers. In the end, bloodshed barely broke out, but the church lost face and lost its majesty.
In front of the city hall.
Gonzalez watched Charlemagne, Director Carl and others walk away with a depressed look on his face and said:
"Teacher Richard, let's just forget it? They are clearly here to cause trouble!"
Captain Richard put his hand on his forehead and said with a headache: "So what, falling out with the Kingdom of Falorland? Who will bear the consequences?"
"this……"
"The return of demons is a crisis for the entire continent. Faloran needs us, but... we also need them."
"..."
Gonzalez fell silent.
At this moment, they are still within the territory of Falorland. How can they fall out with the Clement family? This time they can only admit that they are unlucky and swallow the bitter pill.
Archbishop Timo saw this and said with relief:
"Don't worry, Charlie can only do this kind of dishonorable thing once. He wants to lose face. The Butcher Gun Ghost and the others won't trouble us again."
Gonzalez: “…”
What if he continues to be shameless?
Richard: "..."
It sounds like self-comfort.
Under the pointing and onlookers of the citizens, Michelle, who was wearing prison uniform and shackled, was put into a prison car by several teams of paladins and taken back to prison.
Michelle's face was expressionless, and her eyes were a little blank.
Where am I? What just happened?
After a trial, he didn't even have a chance to say a word and was sleepwalking the whole time.
News of the failure of the first public trial quickly spread throughout Dune City, arousing heated discussions from all sides.
………
Behind the city hall, in the palace area.
In the living room of a magnificent mansion, Carlos the Gunman picked up the boiling silver kettle and made a pot of black tea on the table.
Heat is filling the ceramic cup, and the aroma of tea is wafting.
Ren picked up the tea cup, blew it a few times, looked at the heroic white-haired man opposite, and said:
"High, it's really high. I just realized it now. What have you done? Are you satisfied now?"
He scolded the nobles of the empire, hacked a wave of churches, beat up the displeased son-in-law, disturbed the trial, promoted the martial spirit of Farrowland, let the butcher gun ghost and other old men vent their grievances, and also encouraged the kingdom's people.
Morale...
One arrow, six or seven eagles, Carry the whole game, this wave of Charlemagne is simply winning.
From the perspective of an emperor, his words and deeds today are definitely textbook level.
It seemed like nonsense, but it succeeded in maximizing profits.
Charlemagne had a calm look on his face, not at all as exaggerated as if he was possessed by a pyramid scheme leader in the court. He picked up the ceramic cup and took a sip of black tea and said:
"It's just some conventional means of intrigue. I can make trouble in the court without restraint. In essence, I still have big fists."
Yes, if the Pope were present today, Charlemagne would not be able to make the church disgraced and unable to step down.
When he started to act up, the Pope would shut him up.
Ren muttered: "And my acquiescence."
Charlemagne's eyes widened slightly and he said angrily: "Do you really want to beat your father-in-law?"
"Don't dare."
Renn immediately gave in.
The reason why he was not favored by his father-in-law was because he was too carefree. If he had married Irene, Emperor Charlemagne would naturally not be so dissatisfied.
In fact, the father-in-law's response to this point is quite good. If you look at the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in some families, it is a nightmare and can make people collapse.
"snort."
Charlemagne snorted coldly and drank tea by himself, not bothering to look at Mr. Lei.
The cabbage at home was suddenly eaten by pigs. Any old father would be a little depressed if he knew about it.
What's even more disgusting is that this pig doesn't really want to take responsibility.
In the eyes of Charlemagne, his daughter Irene was much better than Kesha from the Feuerbach family. She was the Queen of the Night with unlimited potential and was already a demigod giant, and a talented young woman who was as talented as a lower saint.
, is it comparable?
But this pig, Ren, wanted his daughter to be young.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get...
Ren could feel his father-in-law's undisguised dislike of him, as if he was a piece of stinking shit. He could only smile helplessly, and suddenly felt that his mother-in-law Helen and his other father-in-law Fitz II were easier to talk to.
That's not right. If he lets Kesha grow up, Fitz II and Helen may not be happy either.
Renn took a sip of black tea and said, "Thank you for what happened today."
He doesn't have as many calculations and tricks as Charlemagne. His purpose is to disrupt the Yellow Trial.
Judging from the results, he also achieved his goal, but the process was a bit unexpected, and the limelight basically went to his father-in-law.
Charlemagne put down his teacup and said in a neutral tone:
"Just this once, I won't be able to do it again next time. I'm afraid I won't even be able to get into the court."
You don't need to guess, Captain Richard will block him outside the court next time, and he won't be able to get in unless he turns against him and takes action.
And falling out is impossible.
Ren said: "One time is enough, I will do it next time."
Charlemagne glanced at him and said calmly: "Are you stalling for time? I don't know what your plans are, but delaying alone is useless. Even if you threaten the imperial nobles with force and force Michelle to protect him,
Useless.
Michel is a member of the church and will return to the empire sooner or later. If he cannot escape guilt, he will probably die after returning to the empire.
You can’t possibly protect him for the rest of his life, right? Or, you have to persuade him to leave the church.”
These are all very reasonable judgments.
Renn smiled mysteriously and said, "You don't have to worry about this, I will take care of it myself."
Charlemagne picked up the teapot and poured another cup of black tea. Seeing that his son-in-law was confident, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, forced out a kind smile, and said:
"Oh, it seems that you have other preparations. If you are persuading Michel to leave the church to save his life, I have a suggestion. You can let him join our Kingdom of Faloran. The newly rebuilt Fire Dragon Knights are short of talents."
"Old Dong...cough, father-in-law, you are really good at scheming."
Ren almost cursed the old guy, but changed his tune in time, with a bit of ridicule on his face, "Don't think about it, I won't persuade him to leave the church!"
As expected of a great leader of his generation, he was very calculating and even wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to poach the church.
The smile on Charlemagne's face disappeared instantly, and he said impatiently: "If nothing happens, just get out."
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It's too realistic. As soon as you say you don't want to help, you'll turn your back on the person.
Ren left his father-in-law's house and looked at the gloomy sky with lingering clouds in the afternoon. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy.
………
Deep in the plains, Polo Town.
The underground has been hollowed out, and there is a cave inside. Huge stone pillars stand supporting the magnificent underground hall. Large night pearls are inlaid on the walls. The space is very open, like an underground kingdom.
Demon Lord Samael entered the underground palace from the secret room passage and came to a bronze door.
"rumble……"
His hands were filled with dark force, and he pushed the door, causing the heavy copper door to tremble.
Inside the door is a huge conference room with a red carpet on the floor and black lamps on the walls burning with cyan will-o'-wisps, scarlet blood flames, purple magic flames and other flames.
The fire jumped, illuminating the conference room, and the flames were filled with a strong aura of dark force.
A long stone table is placed in the center of the conference room.
After the Demon Lord Samael came in, he took out a sword and inserted it into the groove in the middle of the stone table. The blade of the sword had a bright red light, and the sword body had dark gold patterns, and the cold light was threatening.
"Rumble..."
The sword light flashed slightly, and the dark force of the vast sea poured out, shaking the void. Within the sight of the Demon Lord, dark auras emerged one after another that were cold and domineering, or invaded like fire, or were bloodthirsty and cruel.
On both sides of the long table, the projection of the Dark Lord flashed, and there were more than a dozen people.
Bloody rose petals bloomed, red mist surged, and a tall girl with loose black hair, a face as white as snow, and a tall figure appeared.
She was wearing a black dress with a waistband, and a garland of roses and poppies hung around her snow-white neck. Her red lips curved in a charming and dangerous arc, half-smiling, like a mixture of flowers and venomous snakes.
She sat on the main seat on one side of the long table, raising her long legs with graceful curves and white and smooth skin. She was sexy and sultry, and exuded an evil aura that was depraved and sinking.
On the other side, the filthy black tide squeezed out from the void, eroding the space like thick ink, forming strange figures.
"Salute to you, Your Majesties!"
Including the Demon Lord Samael, all the Dark Lords present stood up, put their hands on their chests, and bowed.
Lilith Xuebaihao held her chin on her wrist, lightly opened her red lips, and said lazily:
"If you have anything to say, please don't disturb my masquerade."
Demon Lord Samael took out the semi-artifact "Guilty Crown", placed it on the stone table, spread his hands, and said:
"His Majesty Asmodeus has given an order to carry out general mobilization for a decisive battle with the Kingdom of Faloran!"
Lilith raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling a little surprised and said, "So fast?"
The other dark lords looked at each other in shock.
Is this going to be a decisive battle?
It was quite sudden, no warning at all.
"Yes, there is no need to delay it any longer."
Demon Lord Samael glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice, "If we can capture Faloran this time, we will establish a dark kingdom in the middle region! If not, then look elsewhere. Saigon continent is very big, and not all places are like this.
The middle territory is just as hard to chew."
The Central Region is the hinterland of the continent, with many powerful countries. If Faluolan can be destroyed, it can cause heavy damage to the human camp.
But this is also the place where human power is strongest.
Falorland is almost in the center of the Central Region, not far from the Nokman Empire to the east, bordering the St. Joan Empire to the west, close to the Kingdom of Bokemia to the north, and directly connected to the Kingdom of Hills to the south.
The location of the Four World Wars has complex geopolitics and used to serve as a buffer zone for major powers.
Only a ruthless man like William the Great could sweep away all the monsters, cut off the tentacles of various countries, and unify this land.
To be fair, it is a bit difficult for the demons to open up the situation here, and it is easy to be attacked from both sides.
Therefore, after several plans went wrong, the Supreme Council gradually lost patience and decided to give it a try. If they won, they would make a profit, and if they lost, they would fight elsewhere.
The projection of the werewolf monarch Ofilok said: "This is too hasty, the preparations have not been completed yet."
The Sirius Lord Best, the Undead Lord Bradley, the Black Wing Lord Diberio, the Blood Lord Preston and other dark monarchs all agreed, feeling that it was too hasty.
But Samael ended the discussion with one sentence - "This is what His Majesty the Demon Emperor meant!"
silence.
"You are all nearby. Let's take action in the next few days. Remember to enter the battlefield on time."
Demon Lord Samael said, taking out a stack of black metal envelopes and handing them out, "Your mission is written on it, and private communication of mission content is prohibited. In addition, the commander-in-chief of this war is -"
The Dark Lords were refreshed and subconsciously looked at Lilith and the strange black shadow.
Who is the one?
Lilith smiled half-heartedly.
The black shadow was so blurry that it was impossible to see his expression clearly.
Demon Lord Samael suddenly felt a lot of pressure and said bravely:
"The commander-in-chief is General Doom, His Majesty Walter!"