Compared with the situation in the West that was in chaos due to war, Ionfast's calmness seemed particularly valuable.
However, this kind of calm did not fall from the sky. Since Bishop Ronis was assassinated, the church has set its sights here, believing that the power vacuum that is about to form here is a good opportunity to regain control of this huge empire. But in the end, Einfast
He continued to maintain his aloof attitude towards the church, and did not get any desired response from the several envoys sent by Celeste.
As Bishop Ronis has always done, the Academy of Magic is actually still independent of the Glory Castle. Ironfast is still a powerful empire independent of the east of the continent. The earth-shaking war in the west has not been able to drag it in.
Not at all. So when His Majesty the Pope was worried about the war situation in the wild highlands, and Queen Catherine was forced to the city by the barbarians of Taitalia, Geffenhart XVII could still hunt and cruise around leisurely.
This young emperor has no consciousness of being an emperor at all, so he also enjoys this leisurely happiness. He knows that all things can be solved by a group of capable ministers, and he does not need to worry about it. He does not need to worry about it.
The most important thing is the loyalty of these ministers, especially the two leaders, Captain Roland of the Holy Knights and the young Prime Minister M'rak. Geffenhart XVII often felt grateful to God for giving him such a capable and loyal person.
A minister. He has no superfluous thoughts or ambitions. He has no doubt that he is the most leisurely and happiest emperor in the world.
If the emperor has any regrets now, it is that the beautiful queen has not been able to give him a prince. Moreover, she seems to be feeling unwell during this period and cannot accompany him on a tour to the south, so she has to stay in the palace.
Rest.
The queen was lying on the bed. Although her face was pale and sickly, the former most beautiful woman in the capital was still so beautiful. She glanced at the porridge in front of her, frowned and sighed,
Shake his head.
"You'd better eat something. I heard from the chamberlain that you haven't eaten a grain of rice for two days. These porridges are made from bird's nests sent as tribute from the South China Sea. Eating them is very good for your health." Rodha was sitting next to him.
Said softly.
The queen frowned, sighed, shook her head and said, "I really can't eat it. I will vomit after eating it."
"Oh? Really?" Rodhart took out a small piece of oil paper parcel from his arms, held it in his hand with a smile, "What about this? This is a pastry made by the old man Starcom of Fort York in the north. I
But he asked someone to stay at his door late at night to buy it."
The queen's eyes suddenly lit up, she took the oil paper bag from Rodhart's hand, and finally there was a smile on her face. Although there was still no blood on her face, the smile was still like spring breeze turning snow. She took the beggar
She put the oil paper bag on her nose and smelled it, and said: "You remember that I love to eat this. I haven't smelled it in more than a year. I still remember that when I was a child, I used to pester my sister to buy it for me there." But she finally
Still sighing with regret, he put the pastry down and said, "Thank you for taking so much trouble, but I still can't eat it."
"What's wrong?" Rodhart's face was full of concern and tenderness. Although he is now the captain of the first team of the Holy Knights and the commander of the Royal Guards, his face is very soft and beautiful.
This expression made people feel close to him at first sight, making him look more like a big boy from the neighborhood. Even the majestic color of the knight's uniform was softened.
"My main problem is that my stomach feels uncomfortable and I can't eat anything." The queen frowned and said.
Rodhart gently placed his hand on the queen's belly and recited a prayer: "May the Lord have mercy on your people..." A white magic light lit up on his hand.
"No." The queen suddenly pushed his hand away in panic, as if his hand was a red-hot iron.
Rodhart looked at her in surprise. He was very sure that it couldn't be because of the contact with his action. Although she was indeed the queen and he was the courtier, in the eyes of others, this action was definitely enough to lose his head, but he himself
Knowing that this was nothing to the two of them. He was definitely the closest person to her, even closer than she and her husband, His Majesty the Emperor.
The queen's face looked a little flustered and a little apologetic. She stretched out her hand to hold Rodhart's hand, which she had just pushed away, and said, "I'm sorry. I really have a headache and allergies from listening to those prayers recently, and the white magic
It's useless for my illness. Yesterday, the two priests from the magic academy used white magic on me. I even coughed up blood and felt terribly uncomfortable."
Rodhart asked in surprise: "What? How could that happen?"
"That's right. Everyone present was stunned. Your Majesty was so anxious that he grabbed a priest by the neck. Later, they went back to check medical books and held meetings to discuss, and then they found out that I probably had a very rare tumor disease.
Ordinary medical magic is useless."
"What? What should we do?" Rodhart looked anxious.
"It's nothing. They said it will get better if you need to rest slowly." The queen tried her best to smile, and then said: "As for you, when did you learn magic? Did your master, Commander Luo Lanbei, ask you to learn it?"
"No, the teacher has always said that greed for too much will lead to loss, and he doesn't approve of me learning magic. In fact, I didn't deliberately learn it. I just asked a priest under me for advice out of curiosity, and I didn't expect it to be easy to learn." Luo Ha.
Te stuck out his tongue to the queen and said with a smile, "I even think it is much easier than learning swordsmanship, but I don't dare to tell my master this." He then sighed: "That's why I came as soon as I came back.
Look at you, I even specially said I came to give you a surprise, and I will treat you with my own hands, but it’s useless even though I didn’t expect it.”
"Forget it, it's nothing. By the way, the two priests said that Celeste seems to be coming to a cardinal. Please ask the cardinal to come and show me when the time comes. I heard that the cardinal is His Majesty the Pope.
The person who was personally appointed to take over Bishop Ronis’s place in charge of the Magic Academy must have extraordinary abilities.”
Rodhart shook his head and chuckled: "I know this too. Huh, the Pope has sent envoys several times but all have failed. This time, a cardinal came directly to take over the Magic Academy?
It's a pity that no matter how extraordinary the bishop's ability is, what's the use here? This is not Erathia or Celeste. The people who actually control Ironfast are Captain Roland and your sister. You said they will
Should the Academy of Magic be returned to the Holy See? My only hope for this cardinal’s ability is that he can cure your illness.”
The queen paused thoughtfully for a while, then suddenly asked Rodhart: "Are you...are you satisfied with the current situation?"
Rodhart smiled and replied: "What do you mean? Is there anything bad about it now?"
"Is it very comfortable for you as a minister?" The queen looked at Rodhart deeply, "I am not comfortable as a queen."
"Why are you talking about these all of a sudden?" Rodhart frowned and looked at her.
"I've been very confused these past few days. I really feel like something bad is going to happen. I really don't want to be a queen and stay here anymore. Have you ever thought about it? In fact, we can...
…”
"You have other random thoughts." Rodhart interrupted the Queen. From her expression, her eyes and his understanding of her, he could tell what she wanted to say next, "You are just sick and not in good spirits.
Only then will you have random thoughts. Just practice it quietly and it will be fine."
"No, listen to me. I always feel like something is wrong. I can't stay here anymore..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Where could you go if you weren't here? You are the queen of a country."
"I'm serious." The queen didn't speak any more, but just looked at Rodhart. There was no trace of the concept of queen on her face, and the look full of misery and sorrow was even more intense on her pale and thin face.
She looked helpless, with tears flashing in her eyes.
Rodhart wanted to speak, but looking at the face in front of him, he suddenly felt something in his heart that had been motionless for a long time trembling, and the words that came to his mouth could not be spoken. This was not an impulsive child.
He could see a deep despair and fear in those beautiful eyes.
The two looked at each other in silence, and suddenly a voice broke the stalemate, "Your Majesty, Cardinal Javi has arrived at the Magic Academy. The Prime Minister invites Lord Rodhart to come with him to meet him."
"Your Majesty, I take my leave." Rodhart let out a long sigh, stood up, walked to the door, saluted, turned and walked out.
In the Magic Academy, High Priest Ryan and the newly arrived Cardinal are already sitting together. The priests and priests below are also standing side by side, but their expressions are not so standard and respectful, but can't help but
Focus on the Cardinal.
This cardinal is indeed very strange and eye-catching, but this strangeness itself is also very strange, and it is based on his identity and his appearance. Compared with other cardinals, he is really too heroic.
Too majestic and too young. He was not even wearing a cardinal's robe, but a white templar warrior uniform, with a long sword at his waist.
After the news came from Celeste two days ago, everyone had their imaginations running wild about the successor of Bishop Ronis. It must have been possible for His Majesty the Pope to entrust him with the important task of taking over this muddy water.
But no one expected that such a young man in his twenties would come. If he hadn’t come with him, Bishop Adela, a close confidant of His Majesty the Pope who was known to all the priests, even if
Even if he had a letter written by His Majesty the Pope, no one would believe it.
After Bishop Adela accompanied him, he explained His Majesty the Pope's orders and documents to the high priest and then left. The young cardinal stayed alone at the Magic Academy.
Although he is full of surprises, doubts, and a little disdain, there is no doubt that this is the cardinal appointed by His Majesty the Pope himself to take charge of this place. Even if no one here actually welcomes him, in form it should be done
There was still no shortage of things to arrive, and everything was basically ready, so the priests and priests were immediately invited to hold a welcoming ceremony.
"Sir Rodhart has arrived." Following the announcement from the priest at the door, the commander of the Royal Guards and the captain of the first detachment of the Paladins appeared at the door.
Rodhart couldn't help but look surprised when he saw the young cardinal sitting above him, but he quickly returned to his normal state and stepped forward to salute: "See you, Your Majesty."
"Captain Roland has accompanied His Majesty to the south. Therefore, the Holy Knights are now temporarily led by Lord Rodhart. Lord Rodhart is the disciple of Captain Roland and is also the commander of the Royal Guards.
." High Priest Ryan explained beside him. Strictly speaking, the Holy Knights are half of the subordinates of the Magic Academy, and nominally they should be under the jurisdiction of the successor of Bishop Ronis.
Of course, the famous saying is one thing, but in fact it is another matter. Although this cardinal looks handsome and has extraordinary bearing, he is too young after all. It is really hard to believe that he has enough qualifications and qualifications.
He has the ability to handle the problem of the Magic Academy well. More importantly, no one here expects him to handle it well.
"There is no need to be polite, sir. I am a guest here after all." The cardinal smiled. His smile was natural, without any nervousness or pretense, as if he was really just a guest here. His handsome face was hidden behind this smile.
He was very bright and affectionate, "I have heard about the reputation of the Holy Knights when I was in Celeste. Looking at a figure like Mr. Rodhart, I can be sure that there are no empty knights under the famous reputation.
"
Rodhart felt a little surprised and a little wary. He hadn't felt like this for a long time. This was the feeling after seeing an opponent who was equal to or even better than himself.
What he felt was not the outward appearance of this man's bravery or handsomeness, but what was hidden behind that attitude.
Although this is a welcoming ceremony, and all the people here are subordinates of the cardinal, everyone is also slightly wary and hostile towards him. What is waiting for him is also deliberate difficulty and obstruction. Maybe
There is still hostility. But even so, this young man can still smile so freely and casually, without leaking any extra breath except those that should be revealed on such occasions, like a vast blue ocean. That pleasing color
What is implicit is the bottomless depth behind it.
"Prime Minister Mrak has arrived."
Taking care of such a big event as the new cardinal naturally requires the gathering of leaders from the three aspects: teaching, military, and politics. High Priest Ryan is temporarily in charge of the Magic Academy. Rodhart represents the military force, and the political representative naturally
He is the Prime Minister.
This was actually just one of the tripartite representatives, but the cardinal's reaction when he heard this announcement was completely different from Rodhart's reaction. The light in his eyes lit up, he stood up and walked towards the door.
The smile on his face is fuller, more vivid, and more brilliant. It is not something that can be faked, but a warmth that comes from the heart, as gentle and dazzling as the golden sun.
Prime Minister Mrak's figure appeared at the door.
Probably thinking about welcoming the cardinal, her willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly. The official uniform could not hide the unique freshness and beauty of a young woman like the female prime minister, but the dignity and dignity on her body were not.
What any other woman can have is that she is the only one who can combine the charms of two completely different directions and attributes: delicacy, beauty and stability, and show her own unique grace on her body. This kind of grace may not necessarily be charming.
People, but no one will not be impressed.
At this time, the cardinal happened to walk there. The female prime minister was also surprised when she saw the handsome young man wearing the attire of a Templar in front of her, but then the bishop's actions immediately made everyone's faces
His face was even more astonished. He bent down and saluted the woman in front of him with the etiquette of a knight rather than a bishop, stretched out his hand and said: "Miss Mrak, your name and talent have long been spread throughout the continent. Today,
It is truly my greatest honor to meet you. Even the Lord will express heartfelt admiration for your beauty and grace. Please allow me to take you to your seat."
Although Bishop Adela had already explained to the priests and priests that this cardinal was promoted by the Templar Knights in times of crisis, the expressions on all the priests' faces were extremely strange when they saw this scene.
High Priest Ryan opened his mouth and didn't know what to say: "Mr. Bishop Javi..."
Although the Prime Minister was extremely surprised, he could confirm from the behavior of the people around him that this was indeed the new Cardinal. He looked at the hand in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand.
Bishop Javi smiled and led the Prime Minister towards the hall. His posture, pace, and expression were all filled with confidence and a kind of true satisfaction from the heart. After sitting down with the Prime Minister, he looked at the stunned people around him.
Smiling faintly: "Don't be too surprised, this is just my respect and admiration for Prime Minister Mrak."
Haha, it’s nothing. The bishop was originally a templar, and these etiquettes are normal..." High Priest Ryan coughed twice and led the priests and priests to restore their expressions. But there were still two people's expressions.
There are some abnormalities. One is the prime minister who has just taken his seat, and the other is Rodhart.
The Prime Minister was confused, puzzled, and surprised. But Rodhart seemed to be trying hard to think about something.