Following the sound of footsteps, a dozen heavily armed Bolabel guards ran over quickly and used their spears to disperse the crowd.
Brother Moon and George, who looked grim, walked quickly towards the blacksmith shed, accompanied by Baron Brian and Lord Matthew, heir to the Viscounty of Winger.
"Stop!" George shouted sharply from a distance.
However, the orders of the noble Templars were simply ignored by the royal sergeants. It was not until the monks and knights came up to them that these men slowly stopped.
Some non-commissioned officers turned around casually and looked at the livid-faced George and Moon with rude and almost provocative eyes. Other non-commissioned officers calmly kicked the man in front of the Templar Knights.
A guard who could no longer move kicked him, then dusted himself off and turned around.
"What's going on?" Baron Brian, the owner of the castle, looked at the two sides glaring at each other like fighting cocks, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his mouth. He asked bravely.
Brian, who is forty years old, is tall, has a square face shaped like a Chinese character, and has a dignified appearance.
In the eyes of all the Borabel people, Brian is a benevolent lord who is majestic on the surface but actually has a good heart that everyone can understand; an upright and just knight with strong martial arts; a man who dances, hunts, eats, drinks and has fun.
A true nobleman in his profession; he is also a polite, generous and well-educated gentleman!
Baron Brian and the Baroness, who changed her surname to Bell after her husband's family after getting married, were a match made in heaven. The couple, one in charge of the outside and the other in charge of the house, made the small Pohra Bell business a prosperous business, which was seen by neighbors far and near.
Jealous.
But who would have thought that disaster would fall from the sky. Just as they were watching Borabel prosper, the Feili people appeared in this quiet town at this time, burning, killing, and looting. They turned the originally beautiful and prosperous port into a
A burning ruin.
The residents of Borabel looked at their Lord Baron with respectful but uncomfortable eyes. The face that always had a hearty smile had become extremely haggard at this moment. The originally straight back also became a little rickety.
We haven’t seen each other for half a day, and the Baron looks like he has aged more than ten years!
Those damn Fei Lie people. What they destroyed was decades of hard work by everyone here!
After this crisis, it will take at least several decades for Borabel to restore its previous prosperity!
Seeing Baron Polabel's question, a tall royal non-commissioned officer stepped forward and said: "Baron, the conflict was all caused by this villain with low moral character. He attacked our Royal Guards and beat us for repairing our weapons.
We are the blacksmiths who equip the equipment. We just fought back because we had no choice but to ask your Lord Baron for justice."
Baron Brian smiled bitterly.
From his wife's mouth, he already had a general understanding of the conflict between the two parties. It was obvious that the royal sergeants were taking advantage of the situation. How could they uphold justice after beating people like that?
Do we still need to beat that mud-like guy again?
"This..." Brian muttered, turning his gaze to Brother Moon beside him.
Although this kind of thing happened in his castle, neither of these two forces could be offended by him. With his wisdom, of course he knew that after breaking the deadlock, he would step aside and wait for the two sides to deal with the rest.
Moreover, by looking out of the corner of his eye behind him, he had already seen his wife coming slowly, accompanying the princess, Hugo, Mrs. Ellen and others among the separated crowd.
"You!" Looking around with a sinister look, Moon pointed at a short and thin farmer holding a wooden fork.
"It's none of my business, Master Priest." When Moon pointed his finger at the farmer, he was immediately shaken out of his wits. Before Moon could say anything, he knelt down and prostrated on the ground, shouting tremblingly.
As a monk, Munn himself is not within the [Holy Order] level of the Holy Religion.
The lowest level of the Holy Church is the Glory Believers, and the ascending order is deacons, priests, bishops, archbishops, popes and popes.
In addition to these positions, the Holy See also has three positions: monks, cardinals, and elders who are not involved in the daily management of academic affairs.
Cardinals and elders are all in Vatican and are rarely seen by ordinary people. Monks are divided into two types: literary monks and martial monks. They are a particularly special group of people in the Holy See.
In terms of position and status, some of them are lower than deacons, and some even dare not provoke the archbishop. Whether they are high or low depends on who they follow. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the personal assistants of the big shots in the Holy See.
Although Munn is only a literary monk, he is a subordinate of the Pope of the St. Solan Empire. Therefore, he wears the same silver-edged black robe as the priest and has the same status as the priest. Even the regional bishop also
Don't dare to offend him.
How can a farmer in the countryside know these things clearly?
When Munn pointed his finger at him, he was so frightened that he knelt down and screamed, "Priest, Priest, Priest." For him, not to mention a priest, even an aide, could kill him!
"Don't be afraid, I know it has nothing to do with you!" Moon's snake-like gaze swept over the surrounding crowd, fell on the faces of the royal sergeant and Tom Roy, and said gloomily: "But now, you must see you
Tell them all! If what you say is different from the final facts, it will be your fault."
After hearing Moon's words, the poor farmer didn't hesitate to hide anything, and immediately told everything about what had just happened!
"...Um...Um...very good." Moon listened and sneered. When the farmer finished telling what happened, he pointed at the blacksmith and his son and Roy: "Come here, catch them.
stand up!"
As soon as Munn finished speaking, several Vatican guards beside him who had long been unable to restrain themselves, immediately rushed towards the target like wolves and tigers.
But at this moment, the royal sergeants collectively took a step forward to protect Roy and the blacksmith and his son. At the same time, a cold voice came from behind Moon: "Who dares?!"
As he spoke, Hugo strode through the crowd, walked up to the royal sergeants, and turned to face Munn.
The other seven royal knights of Hugo's team also strode over at the same time, pushed away the Holy See guards, held their swords in their hands, and stood side by side with Hugo with cold eyes.
The venue was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The dense crowd looked at the tense royal soldiers and holy guards with horrified eyes.
No one could have imagined that just when the Feili people invaded the Saint Solan Empire and surrounded the Borabel Castle, the nobles and knights were still having internal strife.
And no one dares to believe that those royal knights and sergeants, who are usually said to be a great honor, would not hesitate to fall out with the Holy Cult for the sake of the blacksmith, his son and Roy.
Thinking of the scene where Roy and Tom knocked down the holy guards in an instant, people looked at Roy and Tom with complicated eyes. They were surprised, confused, and approving...even many who had bullied Roy in the past also talked with them.
The boys of the same age that Tom had fought with couldn't hide the envy and jealousy in his eyes.
How majestic it would be if I could be protected like this by the royal knights!
Thinking of this, the boys turned to look at the girls they were usually friends with. However, they saw that those girls who usually didn't even look at Tom and Roy were staring at the two boys with bright eyes.
"What?" In the silence, Moon asked with a sinister look on his face: "Mr. Knights of the Royal Guard, are you prepared to protect these three untouchables who have hurt my Vatican guards and committed serious crimes?"
No one spoke, and the sneers on the lips of Hugo and others already showed the answer.
Munn narrowed his eyes slightly and walked slowly in front of a row of knights: "I don't know why you want to go against the Holy See, but as the people of the Holy Emperor, you cannot afford the consequences!"
He stopped in front of Hugo: "Knight Hugo, please don't forget that you are just a squad leader of the Royal Knights. Once you return to the imperial capital and are held accountable, I'm afraid your superiors will be implicated." He shook his head.
He shook his head and said, "You can't bear this burden."
George and others on the side all had sneers on their faces.
Indeed, in a small place like Polabel, this group of royal knights may be considered big shots. But in the imperial capital, not to mention a small flag captain, even the captain of the Royal Knights cannot bear the wrath of His Majesty the Pope!
Just say a word, and the Holy See doesn't even need to come forward in person. Someone will naturally stretch out their foot and trample the entire team into a pulp!
"They can't afford it... So, can I afford it?" A voice came from behind George and others. Everyone turned around suddenly and saw the court mage, Mrs. Ellen, walking slowly.
Behind Mrs. Ellen, Princess Aleshia stood tall and graceful, her face as clear as frost and her lips pursed tightly.
Seeing Mrs. Ellen and the princess, the crowd around them suddenly became commotion.
Not long ago, when the princess returned to the castle under the escort of knights, many people saw with their own eyes this noble girl who was known as the most beautiful woman in the Saint Solan Empire.
Everyone has heard the rumors, but before this, no one knew how beautiful the so-called most beautiful woman was.
And when everyone saw with their own eyes that face that, although still a little childish, was enough to confuse all living beings, I don’t know how many people’s eyes were straightened and they were fascinated. I don’t know how many people disappeared into the main building of the castle after the princess’s back.
After entering the foyer, he still stood there stupidly, his expression dull and lost.
Everyone finally understood that there was really a woman so beautiful in this world!
The so-called beauty is a curse, I'm afraid this is it.
Otherwise, with Augustus's family status, power, wealth, character, talent and appearance, he is the top genius knight. If he can't pursue any girl he wants, why would he propose marriage to Duke Renault regardless of his reputation? So why?
As for treating the princess as a forbidden concubine now that the Three-Year War is still far away, and showing that no one else is allowed to get involved?
Everyone has heard of the tyranny of the Knights Templar and the Golden Dragon Duke Family in this matter.
In particular, many minor nobles present heard that not only the young noble knights of the Saint Solan Empire, but also many young heroes of the Pompeii Empire and the Philippe Empire were worried about this.
However, that is just a grudge. After all, among the young knights in this world, there are too few who have the talent of Augustus and who can compete with the Golden Dragon Family.
What's more, behind Augustus, there is the Knights Templar that no one can offend!
In the eyes of onlookers, these young knights are not considered useless. After all, they have nothing to do with the princess. Even if they want to participate in the competition three years later, they are just one of many competitors.
The most humiliating thing is probably the princess's missing fiancé.
His fiancée has become someone else's forbidden love. This feeling of being taken over by others... It would be fine if that guy named Roy died. If he lives, then... he might as well be dead.
!
No one else would be able to bear it!
When I saw the princess again now, the one I had just seen was pretty good. Those who had never seen the princess looked like dumb geese.
Looking at that face that is considered blasphemous to describe as beautiful, everyone knows that they will probably live in the memory of this face and this unforgettable moment for the rest of their lives, and they will never forget it until they die!
Besides the princess, another person who awes everyone is the only magician in the castle at the moment, Mrs. Ellen.
Just like the first time everyone saw a princess, this was also the first time most people present saw a real magician!
Ordinary people cannot imagine the world of magicians.
It was too far away from them and too mysterious.
For a magician who can summon flames, make people burn instantly, drop a meteorite out of thin air, or even float in the sky, people are not only curious and respectful, but also deeply afraid.
Not to mention dealing with a magician, even if they stood by and took a look at Mrs. Ellen at this moment, everyone felt that this middle-aged lady with beautiful appearance and elegant temperament was full of a mysterious and dangerous aura.
If the previous royal knights who stood up to defend Roy and the blacksmith and his son had shocked everyone beyond belief, then when Mrs. Ellen, wearing a wizard's robe, slowly walked up to the knights and even stretched out her hand to touch them.
When touching Roy's big head, everyone felt that there was only a blank left in their minds!
Roy, that brat, what kind of bad luck did he have to let a royal knight and a magician protect him like this?!
After gently rubbing Roy's hair, Mrs. Allen glanced at Moon lightly.
"By the way, I just went to tell Brother Moon that this boy is already a member of the third brigade and the second squad of the Royal Knights. Although he is not a knight now, we believe that he will meet the requirements soon."
As she said that, Mrs. Ellen's eyes suddenly turned cold when she looked at Moon: "If he has any shortcomings, then I believe that many people here will die from various accidents!"
Staring at Mrs. Ellen, Moon's expression changed drastically.
He didn't expect that Ellen, who had remained polite along the way, would actually fight with him over this boy. But neither he nor George could afford to offend this third-level Long Star mage!
What Ellen said was more than just a threat. These damn magicians had 10,000 ways to make a cunning literary monk die!
Finally, Moon took a deep look at Roy, gritted his teeth, turned around and left!