Chapter 1696: Is Master Nordmark really a child of the White Wolf family?
Chapter 1701: Is Master Nordmark really a child of the White Wolf family? (Ten thousand rewards plus 15 more)
After the council verified Gretel's new version of meditation method, it happily devoted its efforts to making it popular within the control of the Glorious Holy See...
Of course this is impossible. Such a big and thick book! How much trouble it would be to send it to the Brolin Kingdom, the Rhine Kingdom, and also to the Capetian Kingdom and the Netherlands!
It’s hard to hide!
Therefore, the Magic Council basically did not reach out. When various spies discovered this journal and tried their best to buy it, they pretended not to see anything.
Buy at Baita?
Can!
Ask the magician from the council to buy it for you?
Can!
Ask an adventurer from somewhere to help me buy it?
Yes, yes, everything is OK! As long as you give me money, anything is OK!
Of course, it is still relatively difficult for spies to bring back such a thick book. The greatest help the council can give is to pretend that they have not seen it...
Even with such a pitiful help, the first issue of "Life" spread quickly. The king of the Capetian Kingdom, the former Duke of Ardennes, and his nobles all picked up one or two copies to read.
The Grand Duchess of Alva, the Count of Anjou, the Duke of Upper Lorraine, the Duke of Lower Lorraine... these powerful nobles, when they were still subordinate to the Kingdom of Brolin, they dared to secretly keep magicians in the castle.
Now that the Capetian Kingdom has become independent and has violated the Holy See's laws, let's take a look at the latest achievements of the Magic Council. What's the big deal?
"Haha... What an interesting result." Grand Duchess Alva turned over the first issue of "Life" page by page with her pointed nails painted with bright red cinnamon, and pinched lightly on the pages about meditation methods.
A few times:
"Perez, what do you think of this book? Is it possible to popularize it among the boys under my command? And my dear little Henry - can he practice it?"
In the shadow behind him, there was a clanging sound of armor. A knight in black armor took half a step, his eyes quickly glanced at the books in front of the Grand Duchess, and a stream of light flashed through the gap in the mask:
"Dear Sir, this book's description of the human body is very enlightening for warriors. I suggest that all knights should study it carefully. At least they will know how their own bones grow and how to tie them when they need to stop bleeding."
"Cunning." The Grand Duchess of Alva laughed softly:
"You know I'm not asking you this. What about meditation? Can the way of meditation be changed?"
"Your Excellency, the way of meditation for priests is to recite scriptures, worship the Lord of Glory, and keep your body and mind as close to our Lord as possible."
The black-armored knight's tone was steady and firm, with a hint of helplessness, as if he was familiar with his master's sudden willfulness:
"Rushly forcing changes may shake faith, cause a high-ranking priest to collapse, and may even lead to resistance and resistance.
If you must try, you can only start from the periphery, bit by bit, and let them find and experiment on their own, instead of forcing you to promote it."
"Well……"
The Grand Duchess retracted her fingertips that marked the pages of the book, and gently moved her fingers. An invisible and immaterial force moved, and the book "Life" turned one page, and then another:
"What about my little Henry?"
"Your Excellency, the young master is young and is still in the process of polishing the foundation. It is not appropriate to ask him to meditate rashly, no matter what type of meditation it is. Please think twice."
"Hey... okay..."
The Grand Duchess of Alva responded indifferently. She walked to the window and brushed her hands slightly. In the flowerbed outside the window, several roses that were in full bloom were broken one by one.
With another flick, those bright red, delicate yellow, and pink and white roses flew up one after another and fell into the water bottle on the table. The hard thorns on the flower branches had already been cleaned up silently during this process.
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"Mom's little Henry...Mom really hopes that when you grow up, you will receive a bouquet of clean flowers instead of pricking your hand with thorns..."
"By the way, find a few reliable ones among the newly admitted children in the monastery and start experimenting with this meditation method. I want to see if this thing is effective and whether it will help improve mental strength!"
"yes!"
In the northeast of the Cape Kingdom, in the Saxony Territory facing the Black Forest, "Flower of Frost" Veronica was flipping through a thick book, her face becoming more and more serious.
This book, which was passed from the Kingdom of Kent to the Netherlands and then to her hands, has indeed benefited her a lot.
According to the human body structure described above, the process of guiding power to circulate her breath throughout her body has become much smoother, allowing her power to penetrate into more subtle corners.
However, she tossed and turned over whether to introduce the meditation method, and still couldn't make up her mind.
"Father, what do you think?"
After leading the army alone for more than twenty years, Frost Flower had to turn to her father's wisdom for help.
Known as the "Golden Lion", the Duke of Saxony, who sits in the eastern border of the Rhine Kingdom and resists the vampire Black Forest, has traditionally held the honor of Grand Marshal of the Rhine Kingdom.
And the current Duke of Saxony has really lived up to this honor - in any war where he leads troops, he will win every battle and conquer every attack!
"Haha, I think there's no rush." The Duke of Saxony looked at his daughter with a smile.
In the past few years, his daughter had married a young nobleman in Saxony who had always admired her, and gave birth to two children safely. His biggest worry had disappeared;
What is needed now is to keep a check on my daughter and let her mature a little more until she can take over the burden of the entire Saxon Territory. Of course, by the way, she can also take care of her grandchildren at home...
"Your father still has at least fifty or sixty years to live. Veronica, don't worry, don't rush anything. Let's let the news spread on its own. Look at those priests, especially those who preach "Justification by Faith"
] Priests, what do they think..."
Don't push it deliberately, don't rush to reveal the traces of confronting the Glorious Holy See.
Now, we are at a distance from Nevis, and they are willing to send healers to protect you in giving birth safely. If they win, we are not afraid of overthrowing;
Even if they can't push us away for a while, or lose, as long as we don't give others a handle, as long as our strength doesn't decline, the Glory Holy See will not be the first to deal with us.
No rush, no rush, we have enough time to observe slowly. Time is on our side...
The [Golden Lion] Duke of Saxony, who is still in his prime, has plenty of room to patiently observe, but the already elderly [White Wolf] Count Askan does not have that much room to maneuver.
At this moment, two old men, William Askan, who was over 100 years old, and his younger brother, [Big Bear] Albrey Askan, were sitting opposite each other.
Between the two of them, there was a big, thick book, with the title "Life" shining in golden light.
"William, do you think this Nordmark mage...is really little Leo's son?"
Albrey Askan is a tall man with a muscular body and a muscular body. His beard and hair are spread out wildly. At first glance, he really looks like an upright brown bear - this is the origin of his nickname "Big Bear".
However, when he reached out and touched the cover of "Life", his rough, calloused fingertips did not scratch the slightest wrinkle on the book.
The fingertips move gently along the lines of "Life", as if caressing the face of a long-lost person across endless time and space.
Leo...little Leo's mother was already very vague in his memory. He only remembered that she was a slender and delicate girl, like a clear blue cornflower, blooming quietly on the grass in the countryside.
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He once loved this girl and had high hopes for Leo. Unfortunately, the child seemed to have inherited his mother's sentimentality and liked poetry more than swordsmanship. He was about to become an adult and was not even a knight.
Then...what happened next? Later he wanted to find a marriage for this child. Even if it was his illegitimate son, it would not be difficult to find a daughter of a little lord.
He has arranged for a female knight who is strong and determined. When she charges with a long sword, the entire team can follow her regardless of life or death.
Such a child can always support Leo's family business and his manor, right?
Unexpectedly, little Leo ran away... He ran away for so many years and never came back, and there was no news...
At that time, he was leading troops away. Only when he came back half a year later did he find out that little Leo had fallen in love with an orphan girl in the nearby woods and eloped with the orphan girl...
Then, a few years ago, envoys from the Magic Council found him and the Askan family with letters and evidence from the legendary mage.
It turned out that his little Leo had died a long time ago...dead decades ago...
"The evidence we see now is this." Compared with him, Earl White Wolf is much calmer and more stable:
"Of course, the evidence handed over to us by the Magic Council only covers how little Leo came to the Kingdom of Kent, how he settled in Heartland City... and how he died in the battle."
Among them, there is a lot of evidence, which is too old, the person involved has passed away, or the memory is very blurred. According to the memories of the knights in Heartland City, the appearance depicted is only 60-70% similar to the young Leo.
"Besides, we don't have the ability to go to Elf Island after all."
Elf, haha, elf. If he had known that the girl that little Leo fell in love with was an elf traveling abroad, would he have allowed the union of this little son and daughter?
Or, will you urge them to run, run as fast as possible, and run as far as possible?
After all, in the territory of the Holy See, if the identity of the elf is leaked, even the White Wolf family will not be able to protect the girl who marries into his family...
"If Master Nordmark comes back here, we still have a way to verify the family bloodline through divine magic." [White Wolf] Askan said quietly:
"But now we are thousands of miles away...According to the council, the child is on Dragon Island..."
"Wait a little longer. I hope I can see him before I close my eyes... Anyway, a 17th-level archmage... I really hope he really has the blood of our family..."