The Sun King's Evidence

On a snowy morning, Alfred woke up from his dream.

The Templar Commander opened his eyes for a while, and then the warm quilt and soft bed made him close his eyes again.

After several years, the Templar Commander came to Brunswick again. The last time Alfred traveled was around the time when Ryan became Earl. He had been to Brunswick when he was just a commoner. An ordinary paladin.

On the twenty-eighth of that year, the archbishop inspected and stood by like an ant.

I vowed to let everyone see me.

It was not until he was in his early thirties that this paladin from Nord finally ushered in a turning point in his life. First, he was named a Templar Knight for his contribution to opening up the diocese and obtained the knight title. Then he defeated Mousilon alone and was awarded the title of Concubine. Leia Ancient Cathedral District is famous in the old world. The name of the Templar Alfred is now known to many people in the old world. And for many reasons, both Ryan and Archbishop Vicmar are fully promoting Alfred. Because of his deeds, although he is not as well-known as Ryan and is famous throughout the old world, he is still somewhat famous.

The heavy snow outside the window whistled, hitting the window sill and the glass, making a slight sound. Alfred struggled for a while and decided to get up. He climbed up and put on his pajamas. Although there was a fireplace indoors, St. The knight commander still felt a slight chill.

Standing in front of the window, Alfred looked at the entire city through the windows of the Royal Hotel.

In the early morning, the imperial capital under the snow has a special beauty.

The magnificent city walls and towering buildings seemed to have a certain sense of purity under the heavy snow, as if the filth and sin hidden under the white snow had been buried by the snow, but as long as Alfred moved his gaze downwards, Then the dirty smoke rising from the roofs hovers over the streets, and the damp and dirty smell emanating from the numerous fireplaces in Brunswick will make you dizzy and coughing as long as you get close to it.

Looking far into the distance, the golden dome of the Cathedral of Justice cannot be concealed by countless chaotic buildings. Its sacred and great architecture shocks all evil enemies, so that they know how the empire has stood firm in its two thousand years of history. Instead, countless stories of heroes fighting evil are engraved on the cathedral’s murals.

Further away, there is the Reik River. The wide river runs through the middle of the city. Countless passenger ships, cargo ships, and fishing boats make the river crowded. The dock workers have already started working before dawn. Braunschweig There are many dock gangs, each gang has tens of thousands of dock workers, and they have begun hard work at this time.

The rubbish-strewn streets are already crowded with people, pushed and stamped by unclean and ignorant bodies. The city is overcrowded at any time. When the listless night vigil soldiers are replaced by sleepy day guards At that time, the gray and black sludge formed by the crowd immediately filled the entire street. With the arrival of light, those pickpockets and cult members operating in the darkness would temporarily cease, and the sounds of hawkers, footsteps, loading and unloading, and vehicles The noise of the horse's movements is both irritating and intimate.

This is the human voice! Underneath the glorious picture is the pride of the empire that has stood firm for two thousand years despite countless foreign enemies and internal contradictions. This ancient and crowded city still exudes amazing vitality.

If possible, Alfred would like to see it again, but he knew that his time would not allow it. Later, as the Templar Commander, he would go to the Cathedral of Justice to report to Archbishop Vicmar in person.

After washing up a little, Alfred put on his Templar uniform. In fact, he didn't wear this uniform very often. He only wore it on major festivals or important occasions. He usually only wore two kinds of clothes, one was the Templar uniform. The knight wore full plate armor, a kind of monastic robe worn by the clergy.

The dress had already been washed and scented with incense by the hotel's waiters. Alfred changed into the dress, hung his knight's sword on his waist, opened the door to the room, and prepared to go to the Cathedral of Justice to report his work and set off from the Royal Hotel. Arrive at the Cathedral of Justice exactly one hour early.

Holding his Templar standard long sword tightly, the sword was bathed in the blessing of a regional bishop. Alfred felt the strength brought by the tightening of the muscles in his body. Now he was in his thirties, and he was in his prime. When he was in his prime, and having just been promoted to Knight Templar Commander was a major breakthrough in his life, he was so full of ambition that he couldn't help but recall what Ryan said to him.

"When you are a paladin, talk less, listen more, ask more, and do more."

"Now, you should speak more, listen more, ask more, and do more. Now that you are independent, and it is the time when you need fame and prestige, you want everyone to know you and understand you."

Alfred had a deeper understanding of these words, and he had prepared a series of gifts, including many specialties from Mousilon and wine from Brittany, as well as a small number of exquisite gifts imported from the wood elves. , from the Archbishop of Justice Vicmar to the cardinals and cardinals under his command, as well as the Grand Master of the Knights Templar Hans Reitdorf and several Grand Knight Commanders, Alfred has carefully arranged everything. Gifts, these gifts are not yellow and white things, nor expensive, but everyone has a share, and they are graded according to position, showing respect.

Judging from the feedback, the effect should be good. After the things were put in, Alfred quickly got a report order from Archbishop Vicmar, asking him to go to the Justice Cathedral to report his work. If nothing goes wrong, the Justice Church will grant him a priest. For the position of Patriarch of Leya Ancient Cathedral District, a Templar Commander can actually serve as Patriarch at the same time. This is a very high-level reward.

Alfred opened the door to the room and was about to leave. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the female Norscan Ingrid also appeared at the door. She had long brown hair, a strong and tall body, and a muscular body. The leather jacket and leather trousers underneath and the animal skin cloak outside made her look quite imposing when standing in front of Alfred. Her strong legs were worn in thick-soled boots: "Where are you going? My boss?"

Ingrid has naturally entered the state since being hired by Alfred, and regards herself as Alfred's subordinate. The security of Freya's ancient church district makes this female barbarian warrior quite enjoyable, and she is very fond of fighting. She is also satisfied with the current situation. The requirements of this barbarian woman are not very high. She just simply wants to be a mercenary, make a fortune, and then find a way to get a noble title to change her destiny.

"I'm going to the Cathedral of Justice to report." Alfred nodded slightly after seeing the Norscan woman's dress. The Templar shrugged, and his hands unnaturally pressed the pockets of his dress: "Today you If you have nothing to do, you can just stroll around in Braunschweig. You can go shopping in the commercial street, hang out in bars, or visit the temple area, but remember to bring enough money, this is not Nord, and you can’t do it without money.”

"I know, I know." Ingrid waved her hand impatiently: "I want to visit the Cathedral of Justice with you. I have been famous for this church for a long time, but there is no chance! Since you have to report on your work today, Then take me with you!"

"You? A Norscan?" Alfred frowned. Branches of the Church of Justice were spread throughout the old world and in every province of the empire. However, as a Norscan, Ingrid's appearance Her body and body features are really obvious, isn't she worried about getting into trouble?

"Isn't it possible?" Ingrid frowned. The Norscan woman's attitude was a bit arrogant: "I am your subordinate. Can't you even bring one of your subordinates with you when you report on your duties?"

"...Okay, you come with me, but remember, don't listen to what you shouldn't hear, don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't see what you shouldn't see." Alfred finally gave up and shook his head. : "If you agree, then follow."

Ingrid wanted to see what the inside of the Cathedral of Justice looked like, so naturally she didn't have many opinions, so a rather strange scene appeared. A Templar knight about 1.8 meters tall and a barbarian warrior about 1.85 meters tall. So we walked together on the street, heading towards the Cathedral of Justice.

"Not going through the main entrance?" Soon, Ingrid discovered that Alfred did not lead her towards the main entrance, but towards a side street. She said bluntly as usual: "They actually You are asked to take the side entrance? As a Templar Commander and the hero who conquered Mousilon, how can you take the side entrance? It won't be like this with us!"

"The main gate is not opened casually." Alfred shook his head. As the Cathedral of Justice approached, the Templar's face gradually became serious: "I am not qualified yet."

"Are you not qualified? You are already a knight captain!" Ingrid suddenly felt very shameless. She felt that her boss Alfred was the number one figure in the old world. How could these southern guys not even be qualified? Are you reluctant to open the door?

"This is Brunswick, Ingrid." For some unknown reason, Alfred explained patiently: "This is the capital of the empire, the heart of the old world! The largest number of nobles live here, In the rich area, you can meet a baron in three steps, a viscount in ten steps, and you can hit three knights with a brick. There are several knights in this city who can be named. There are more than a dozen knights in Rick’s territory, and there is nothing unusual about a knight commander here!”

"Oh? Isn't it unusual for knight captains?" Ingrid put her hands on her hips out of curiosity. This rather vulgar behavior made many nobles and noble ladies on the road frown, thinking where did these barbarians come from, not even being polite? Don’t you understand?

"What about Mr. Ryan? He is also a knight captain, right?" Ingrid was still chattering: "Will the door of this cathedral be opened when he comes?"

"..." Alfred felt that he had nothing to say. If Ryan came, not only would the Cathedral of Justice open its doors, but in all likelihood a cardinal would come out to greet him, but Ryan's status was not something he could do. Than.

It would take too much effort to explain to Ingrid at this point. Alfred felt that he could explain it, but it was not necessary.

Fortunately, the side entrance of the Cathedral of Justice was already in sight, and Alfred led Ingrid into the side entrance.

The one who came out to greet him was a cardinal. He looked quite old, with white hair and a somewhat stout body. He wore a round hat on his head and a sacrificial vestment. He walked forward and said, "It's Alfred. -Damian Wayne?"

"Yes!" Alfred saluted immediately.

"Welcome, welcome!" The Cardinal nodded, but then he turned his attention to the Norscan behind Alfred: "Who is this?"

"She is my partner. She wants to see the cathedral." Alfred motioned to Ingrid, who wanted to take the initiative to answer the conversation, to shut up.

"Then come in together. Your Majesty the Archbishop and Master Hans will receive you at the Relics Hall." The Cardinal said nothing more.

After that, there was a set of established and complicated etiquette, and then Alfred was led to the Relics Hall.

At this time, Archbishop Wickmar of the Church of Justice and Grand Master Hans Reitdorf of the Knights Templar were already seated. After Alfred saluted, a small stool was placed about fifty steps away from the Archbishop. Location.

This is Alfred's seat.

"It's too far, move closer." Vikma said loudly.

The valet moved the low stool to a position about twenty steps away from the Archbishop.

"It's still too far. Move closer." The archbishop repeated.

The low stool was moved to a position about eight or nine steps away from Vikma. When the attendant saw that Vikma had no further instructions, he bowed in a low voice and then left.

"Alright, Alfred, you can report on your duties." Grand Master Hans Reitdorf said warmly.

This is a Grand Master of the Knights at the pinnacle of the legend. He wears a set of full-body dwarf finely crafted rune plate armor. He has two big beards on his face, and his face is very strong and serious.

The Templar Commander nodded, left his seat, knelt down on one knee, and began to tell all his experiences during this period of time.

Alfred's experience will not be repeated here. He has been saying that he has been granted the title of Freya Ancient Church District of the Principality of Mousilon. The manpower sent by the church has been used. His tentative goal is to ensure that The security of the entire ancient church area, and then consider other things.

"Very good. You have opened up a new situation in the Kingdom of Knights on the other side of the mountain. This is a gratifying moment for our Lord and Emperor Charlemagne. It is also a major breakthrough for our righteous church. Your small step will make the church A big step forward." The Archbishop nodded slowly, and said to Alfred in an appreciative tone: "Praise my Lord!"

"Praise our Lord!" The guards in the Hall of Relics, Grand Master Hans Reitdorf and Alfred who was kneeling on the ground shouted at the same time, and the sound of formations rang out among the remains of countless human heroes in the Hall of Relics. Echoes.

"The church will continue to send manpower to assist you and provide financial support. Our requirement is that you should establish a foothold there. You don't need to worry about anything else for the time being." Archbishop Vicmar held the command staff and continued: " Can it be done?”

Hearing this, Alfred's expression changed slightly. He lowered his head and said softly: "My lord, the Archbishop, I have enough manpower now, and I am not short of money for the time being. I am very grateful for the church's support. But I still hope that these precious human and material resources can be used in more useful ways.”

"Oh?" Archbishop Vicmar's eyes were fixed on the Templar Commander sitting in front of him, and his tone gradually became more serious: "Then, my Knight Commander, can you tell me what is more useful? ~?"

In an instant, Vicmar, who had shown a slightly appreciative expression just now, turned into a majestic and cold look, and Alfred was enveloped in a terrifying majesty.

Alfred's forehead was sweating, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

"You have crossed the line, Alfred." Grand Master Hans Reitdorf also said in a displeased tone: "What is a more useful aspect is not defined by you. Since the Archbishop has told you , you must accept it, rain, dew, and thunder are all divine grace! You have no right to refuse!"

"Hey..." Vicmar stretched out his hand to signal Hans Reitdorf to stop talking. The Archbishop of Justice held the command staff: "Alfred, in this case, I want to ask you two questions."

"Please give me your instructions, Archbishop." Alfred only felt cold and hot in his body. He felt his heart beating wildly, sweat was already covering his forehead, and the dress on his back was even soaked.

"Duke Leanne Malcador of Mousilon came to Brunswick this time. Does he intend to support any candidate to be the royal chief wizard?"

"That young battle priest, you already know about the reform incident proposed by Luther Hus, so can you tell me your opinion on this matter?"

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