Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Because the times are advancing and the times are changing, no contract is eternal. As smart as you should understand, personal agreements are not worth mentioning compared with countries."

"...you are right that the individual cannot be superior to the state from the point of view of the ruler."

The white-haired old man nodded slightly when he heard this sentence, causing a smile to appear on the face of the man in the image, but it was a pity that it only lasted for a short second.

"But I refuse."

John Heathcrete added lightly, making Lakas stare wide-eyed and froze on the spot.

"Mythril Priory, why do you think the Acate family came to the Theocracy to seek asylum?"

"What, what?"

"Courage, justice, fairness, exploring the future for the living and upholding righteousness for the dead, this is the duty inherited in the blood of their family. They have withered for countless years, but they are still unwilling to give up this original mission. Why would such a family seek help from Heathcrete?"

The old man leaning on the chair straightened up with a serious expression on his face.

"Because they feel that we are similar, they agree with Heathcret's justice, kindness, and tolerance, they feel that our family can maintain our original aspirations and not be moved by interests, and they feel that the blood of angels will keep their promises even if the years pass! "

"Individual interests are indeed inferior to the country, but what do you think the church is? In this world, profit-seeking people fall into evil ways and do everything for eternal life and power. They are the strong in your mouth, and the church is the light of the weak! It was established From the first day, it is doomed to never give in to interests!"

John Heathcrett's tone changed from calm to passionate, and now his beard and hair are full. The kind-hearted old man disappeared and was replaced by an angry lion.

"As a ruler, perhaps I should really agree to your conditions. As a patriarch, I should really consider the interests of my own family first, but before that, I am the Holy See first! I am the leader of the church! I exist here, so Be kind, fair, and uphold justice! Mithril Priory, your actions have insulted the church and deeply insulted the justice in my heart!"

John's rebuke has not yet ended, and Lacas' face is pale. He can't understand John's righteous heart, but he can feel the invisible fluctuations spreading all over Lorraine, and where he can't see, the silently praying bishop Open your eyes, the judges who have been fighting the cultists for many years have also taken up arms.

"You can go back, but if you come, stay."

The old man said indifferently, then turned his head to look in another direction, his gaze passed through most of the Holy City and landed on the room of the labyrinth hall.

"But thanks to you, let me hear what I want to hear."

John smiled kindly at this moment, his body began to glow, and the power of his blood was sent across the space, from the Holy See to the slender figure in the studio.

"Son, protect a friend with your own hands, and...go and witness!"

John's voice lingered in the ears of Noelle and Roja, intense light erupted in the studio, and Peter turned pale with fright amidst the screams of demons and ghosts.

"Grandpa? What the hell is..."

Noelle, whose body was radiating light, was a little puzzled after hearing the second half of John's words, but she soon discovered that the light was not only covering her, but also Roja.

The black-haired boy's eyes widened at this moment, and the severe pain in his brain erupted again. In the secret room in the maze, the rainbow-colored fragments burst into light, breaking through the barrier of Peter's bloodline ability and making a rumbling noise.

The maze is activated.

ps: Recently, some friends asked me in private messages why the king can’t implicate the nine clans, why the marquis is too big to cut down the border princes, why can’t the royal family push them out of the Meridian Gate and cut them off, etc. E back and forth, the big fish eat the small Fish's understanding To be honest, I don't know how to answer.

This book is a traditional western fantasy, and the reference is basically the political system and thinking circuit of medieval European aristocrats. Some friends who know less about the West and hold traditional oriental centralization concepts may not be able to understand it. If you want to know suggestions, read "Power The Game", "House of Cards" and other film and television works.

Including in the last chapter, some people complained about the childishness of benefits. Regarding this point... I am proud that I have stayed in the lighthouse for several years, and I still understand the thinking of Westerners. This is actually their traditional concept, and I have been bullied The people of our country should know very well that they are very straightforward. Before the concept of political correctness appeared, interests and transactions were really the eternal and only theme of others.Of course, the advantage is that there is no falsehood, and the disadvantage is that it lacks the humanistic spirit. Different people have different opinions on this point. The only thing I can guarantee is to stick to the original flavor of Western Fantasy. Thank you for your support. (There is no charge for ps in this paragraph))

Chapter 68 Old iron, online loan? (2k5)

Maze House.

More than 180 years ago, this not-so-large mansion had become the center that determined the fate of the Theocracy. Tens of thousands of warriors fought around it and voted for the future of the country with their own swords.

It was a time that was bloody but full of humanity. Betrayal and persistence, killing and redemption, conflicting concepts and wills were entangled with each other.

Roja had a splitting headache the moment the secret treasure of the labyrinth was activated. Even the torn wound that died in an accident in his previous life had never made him feel such intense pain.

It was a severe pain as if the brain was boiling and the blood was burning the nerves. He could feel the cobweb-like veins of pain converging in his eyes along the scalp, like molten iron dripping down the eyes.

He wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound. Everything around him seemed to be distorted, and the vision in his closed eyes was blood red. At this moment, it was as if his vision was drawn, and he followed the scorching impact upstream, Ancient books, stone tablets, broken swords, and phantoms flashed before his eyes, and finally came to the source.

It was a candle lit in the dark.

The candlelight was dim, the flame flickered, and at the edge of light and darkness, an invisible figure slowly approached. Roja was completely stunned at this moment, and a bell seemed to ring in his ears.

"Chosen King..."

The hoarse voice filled my ears, the source was unknown, and there was no trace. The next moment, everything disappeared and returned to nothing, and darkness descended again.

Roja fell into a coma completely.

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The blood is throbbing.

This is the feeling of Miss Angel who is still in a coma.

When the Labyrinth Pavilion broke through the studio and caused great changes, the bodies of the two children were engulfed by light. Noelle's memory was interrupted at that moment, until the burning pain in her blood revived her.

The blond girl opened her eyes, only to find that she was in a completely unfamiliar environment, and beside her was a comatose black-haired boy.

"Roja, what's wrong with you? Roja! Roja!"

"Ugh! Head, head hurts, Noelle?"

"It's me! Are you all right?"

"... a bit bad."

After listening to the girl's question, Roja reluctantly answered. He felt the pain from the brain to the face, as well as the eyes that were especially intense in the pain. He couldn't help curling up and secretly clenching his teeth, but hearing his answer, Noelle seemed a little embarrassed .

"Roya, I, I know that your current situation is very bad, but our situation seems a bit wrong now..."