Realm of Power

The vehicle shook slightly and the carriage suddenly stopped in the middle of the road. The conversation between the emperor and Minister of Military Affairs Hu Keqili was interrupted.

Angelia, the Undersecretary of Foreign Affairs of the Empire, who was very conscious of sitting at the door of the carriage, quickly got out of the carriage and asked the front. After a while, he hurried back with a rather gorgeous letter in his hand and asked the emperor who was sitting in the carriage. Report "Your Majesty, there is a priest from the Sky Temple in front who sent this."

With a strange look on her face, Angelia presented the letter in her hand to the emperor and said in a solemn voice, "It said that because the temple's high priest Parstina was unwell, the ceremony was presided over by Saint Mossadina instead." Is the priest unwell?"

The emperor glanced at the letter in his hand and frowned slightly. "You just said on the way that you visited High Priest Palstina half a month ago and discussed today's ceremony. At that time, the emperor What is the priest's mental state?"

Angelia replied, "Because I don't know much about the procedures for the priest graduation ceremony of the Sky Temple, I did visit the high priest half a month ago. His Highness the high priest seemed to be in good spirits and gave some information on some procedures for today's ceremony." He received considerable guidance from his subordinates, so his subordinates were also surprised when the high priest suddenly felt unwell. "After that, At these words, the Imperial Undersecretary of Foreign Affairs carefully glanced at the emperor's slightly green face, hesitated, and continued, "Furthermore, his subordinates did not see that the high priest wanted the current saint to preside over this ceremony." Meaning, during the conversation, the subordinates could vaguely feel that the high priest was full of disappointment in the current saint Moshatina."

"Are you disappointed? This should be normal."

The emperor glanced at the corner of his mouth indifferently. After all, Parstina was born as a genuine Sky Saint. She received higher education and the influence of the Sky Temple culture since she was a child. She has the strongest belief in the Sky Doctrine to spread the Sky. The teachings are one's own responsibility. Even when faced with many layers of suppression by the empire, they still tried their best to keep the Sky Holy Cult alive.

Let’s take a look at the current Saint Mosalati. In the Salandian language, the name Mosalti means the stars in the sky. It was the name given by Parstina herself. It can be seen that Parstina Na still has great hope for this new saint, hoping that this new saint can inherit her aspirations.

It's a pity that this can only be Parstina's wishful thinking.

This new saint was just one randomly designated by the empire from among the civilians a few years ago. She had no higher education and had no idea what the Sky Doctrine was, let alone having an extremely devout sacred heart for the Sky Doctrine. When she became a Saint The queen is also not honest. Under the instigation of a group of people behind her, conflicts will naturally break out with Palstina.

A big reason why Parstina ran to the Port of Hérault was to avoid the conflict between the saints. This was one of the conditions for the empire to agree to let the Temple of the Sky remain. What is important is that the saintly system of the Sky Temple is cut off, making it impossible for the Sky Sect to regain its divine power.

Angelia cautiously paused her business and said, "My subordinates saw a female disciple next to the high priest yesterday, claiming to be the high priest's disciple. It can be seen that the high priest gave this female disciple considerable respect." High hopes"

As soon as these words came out, the air in the carriage suddenly froze. Even Hu Keqili, the number one person in the imperial army sitting opposite, lowered his head at this moment, looked at his nose, his nose and his heart, and straightened his head. He was as stable as if he was in trance, and he didn't dare to look at his master's reaction at the moment.

This matter is big or small. The emperor did not kill all the Sky Temple for the sake of Parstina. Instead, he established it as the state religion of the empire and vigorously supported it. Although he did not say it explicitly, everyone could see it. Parstina is the last high priest of the Sky Religion. After Parstena, the Sky Religion will no longer have the position of high priest. Even the saints will be outsiders who have no idea of ​​the Sky Religion. This kind of Under such circumstances, the new disciple of the high priest seemed to be eye-catching.

From a broad perspective, once the emperor determines that this is the resurgence of the Sky Holy Religion, it will inevitably be a bloody purge. According to the current scale of the Sky Holy Religion throughout the empire, no one dares to say what will happen. Of course, if the emperor I don’t want to pursue it. This matter is actually not that serious.

The emperor put down the letter in his hand. It seemed as if he did not understand the meaning of Angelia's words. He smiled slightly. "He is just a new disciple. The high priest told me four months ago in the Port of Hérault." Regarding this matter, the current saint has no knowledge of the Sky Doctrine and is unwilling to learn it. I want to learn the teachings of the sky, so the high priest hopes to recruit a disciple to inherit the teachings of the sky. I agreed. Anyway, the power of the high priest, who was originally in charge of power, is now dispersed to the priests' meeting composed of 49 red priests. The high priests have already If you voluntarily give up power, why should the empire bite you? "It's reasonable for the high priest to want to recruit a disciple to inherit the teachings of the sky." "Your Majesty already knows about this? That's really... I wonder if your Majesty also knows the identity of this female disciple?" When Gillia heard that the emperor knew about this, he showed a relieved expression, but He immediately said with a slightly nervous look, it was a coincidence that I happened to have met the new female disciple of this high priest before. This woman is a Gaul. "Gaul has been destroyed. Now Gaul is In the territory of the empire, there would be no problem for the high priest to accept a Gaul disciple! "How could the emperor not understand the meaning of Angelia's words? He snorted angrily.

'This is not what I mean, but when I went to the Gallic Imperial Capital for negotiation as a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, I had seen this woman at a noble banquet. At that time, this woman came and went among the nobles, and she was like a fish in water, but there was only one thing in my eyes. The powerful people in Gaul have never paid attention to me, a small foreign service officer..." Angelia stopped speaking, her expression changed. The emperor lowered his head weirdly and hesitated to speak. He wanted to hit him hard, but couldn't he say a complete sentence? It was really an occupational disease of foreign service personnel. The clouds and mountains were shrouded in fog. They were used to speaking only half of the words, but from Angelia The emperor still saw something on that strange face. An idea flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but take a breath of air.

"You don't want to tell me that the disciple accepted by the high priest is a social butterfly!" The emperor said this quite euphemistically, and did not directly say that he was a prostitute.

"It's exactly what your Majesty thought. That's why I feel uneasy about the female disciple accepted by the high priest. I don't know if the high priest knows her previous identity, and I believe that the Gaul Imperial Capital is only a few kilometers away from Lisbon." Even if she has traveled thousands of miles, this woman will not come to Lisbon for help. Without anyone’s recommendation, she will not be noticed by the high priest and become the most trusted disciple of the high priest!”

Angelia said with a gloomy face, "Originally, my subordinates were just guessing, but I suddenly received this change notice just now. I have to let my subordinates think about it. I am worried."

"Okay, just park here!" The emperor suddenly raised his hand, interrupting Angelia's continued words. On the edge of the driveway in front, the emperor saw a familiar figure. It was a man in a long skirt. A young girl is waiting, her yellow gauze skirt is dancing in the wind, her skirt is blown open by the wind like water waves, her face is She was wearing a veil, and her face couldn't be seen clearly under the cover, but she could clearly see her beautiful and delicate features. The crimson trees around her were a scene, and pink flowers and leaves were falling down, falling on the girl's shoulders, and her hair was slightly messy. With skin as fair as snow, they are the twin maids beside Pope Potamia.

"Wait for me?" The emperor got off the carriage and walked over. Because he couldn't tell whether it was the older or younger twin, the fat man's eyes fell on the other's fair, small and attractive earlobe. The fat man remembered that there was a black mole on his sister's earlobe.

"Don't stare, I am my sister. Your Highness is indeed right. As long as you ask the high priest to go to Calisu, your Majesty will definitely come!" The girl looked at the fat man's gangster-like eyes, which made her face turn red, and she clasped her chest lightly. The movement of the hair, the fragrant shoulders and flowing hair, the charming fragrance overflowing, the bright yellow gauze skirt exudes Shining with crystal clear jade light, her movements are full of the liveliness and beauty of a girl, and her tone is full of undisguised jealousy. No matter how tricky a girl is, she is always interested in the hero who can jump out to save people at critical moments. Full of longing, and the man in front of me is undoubtedly this kind of hero

The previous owner Putamia was on the verge of losing everything several times, but it was this man who took action to turn things around. Now that Parstina is in danger, this man came over as soon as he received the message. It is said that he is not jealous at all. Heart, that’s the weird thing!

At this moment, Fatty finally knew why Putamia would take such measures to tell him

Parstina was in danger, and she couldn't contact her. This was the only way to

And judging from the sudden change of host of the ceremony, Parthenana's situation is quite bad. In this confrontation, even if she does not completely lose, she should at least be threatened, and the source of the threat is undoubtedly that person. New disciple, once it is revealed that the most trusted disciple of the High Priest of the Sky Temple is a Gallic socialite, I am afraid that no matter how noble Parstina's previous reputation was, her reputation will be ruined due to this influence.

The new saint and the high priest now have an incompatible relationship. Parstina has a noble heart and does not value power. She is too lazy to compete with the new saint. For the sake of her own face, she tolerates the new saint. But the new saint is different. From a common girl, she suddenly becomes a saint of the majestic Sky Temple. How many people Compliment, one can imagine the swell in the heart. In addition, in order to pull down Parstina's roadblock, those people behind took advantage of Parstina's eagerness to accept a successor disciple, and came from thousands of miles away. Gaul from outside the country brought a courtesan to Lisbon, and through various so-called coincidences, she became Parstina's disciple.

Just for that final blow, to get the news out and put Palstina completely beyond redemption!

It has to be said that although the methods adopted by the other party are despicable, it is the weakness that Palstina cares about most. The other party can even use this as a threat to ask Palstina to disappear from the position of high priest. This time This is undoubtedly the case with the change of ceremony host

The wind swept away the crimson trees on the roadside, turning them into a sky full of powdery rain. The street scenes far and near appeared vaguely and vaguely, filled with the rich feeling of water vapor. The tree branches beside the river were like silver threads, spreading down. Floating in the sky, through the river beside the street in front of you, you can see the dark blue high roof of the temple in the distance in the sky, exuding a sacred meaning under the pale sky.

Just on the side of the river, there are three pretty figures standing. One is the elder sister of the twins, and the other has a tall and mature figure that stands out the most. She is dressed in plain clothes, without a piece of jewelry, without any makeup, and with no make-up. Her eyes are bright and her teeth are clean, her appearance is like jade carvings, her hands are slender, her waist is soft and straight, her curves are graceful, she is fatter and thinner, her aristocratic atmosphere is elegant and natural, and her manners are graceful. Elegant, if not the intoxicating Sky Temple High Priest Parstina, who else could it be?" Your Majesty, why don't you continue to hide? I thought that Your Majesty would never appear in front of me in this life." He was a little shorter next to him. But her figure was even more well-proportioned, and she made people feel sacred just by looking at her. Naturally, she was always a goddess in front of outsiders, and a gangster in front of the fat man. Putamia, the Pope of the Order, walked over with a look of resentment on her face.

Regarding the news that the Emperor had defeated Harvey's army in the southern part of the Order State, the female pope who had been paying attention to the war in the Order State naturally already knew about it. Naturally, she thought it was the order from the fat man. She burst into tears with gratitude and wished she could They promised each other, but Fatty Fatty was nowhere to be seen. He wanted to take back the southern part of the Order Country from the Empire, but he couldn't even find anyone, so how could he talk about it? "The southern part of the Order Kingdom has been taken back. If you are not afraid of being trampled to death by half a million Martin Liga people, just take it back."

The fat man passed by Pope Potamia and said in a cold voice. His Highness the Pope was only wearing an ordinary white dress. Part of his soft hair hung down from his ears to his tall chest, and part of his back was covered with hair. A silk scarf is tied up and draped softly on her pink back, and she wears a very ordinary white gauze skirt. Her body seemed to be hanging on a clothes rack. She was as beautiful as she wanted. She was gorgeous and classic. With her stunning face, she was worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of the Order. The moment she saw the fat man, she became even more beautiful. It was a female leopard who saw her prey. Her beautiful eyes were so gleaming that she felt like she would pounce directly on her.

"Teacher, everything is over, your most beloved disciple is here!"

The fat man pressed Parstina's shoulder with one hand. The high priest looked very haggard, and his eyes were red and frightening. The moment he saw the fat man's figure, the beautiful high priest's whole body was shaken, and he lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. , it seems that this period is also It is quite difficult. The disciple who gives the most hope is the enemy's chess piece. It will be difficult for anyone to let go. Moreover, Parstina has never competed with power, and she is even less willing to get involved in these stupid things. Who knows that this time, it will be a... stepped in