Dust of History: Preface to the Royal Capital (Part 1)

King Capital (Part 1)

Compared to the chaotic situation in the West due to the war, the peace of Ainfast is particularly valuable.

However, this peace did not fall from the sky. Ever since Bishop Ronis was assassinated, the Church has set its sights on this place, thinking that the upcoming power vacuum here is a great opportunity to regain control of this huge empire. But in the end, Einfast continued to maintain his indifferent attitude towards the church, and did not allow the envoys sent by Celeste to get any desired response.

As Bishop Ronnies has always done, the Academy of Magic is actually still independent of Glorious Castle, and Einfast is still a powerful empire independent of the east of the mainland. It pulls in the slightest. So when His Majesty the Pope was worried about the battle situation on the wild highlands, and Queen Catherine was forced to approach the city by the barbarians of Tatalia, Geffenhard XVII could still hunt and cruise around leisurely.

This young emperor has no self-consciousness about being an emperor at all, so he also enjoys this kind of leisurely happiness. He knows that all things can be solved under a group of capable ministers, and he doesn't need to worry about it. What he didn't have to worry about was the loyalty of these ministers, especially the two leaders, Captain Roland of the Holy Knight Order and the young Prime Minister Mrak. Geffenhardt XVII has to thank God for giving him such a capable and loyal courtier many times. He has no extra thoughts and ambitions, and he has no doubt that he is the most leisurely and happiest emperor in the world.

If the emperor still has any regrets, it is that the beautiful queen has not been able to give him a prince, and he seems to be a little unwell during this period of time. Rest in the palace.

The queen was lying on the bed. Although her face was pale and sickly, the former number one beauty in the capital was still so beautiful. She glanced at the porridge in front of her, frowned, sighed, and shook her head.

"You should eat something. I heard from the servant that you haven't had a grain of rice for two days. These porridges are made from the bird's nests that were tributed from the South China Sea. Eating them is very good for your health." Sitting beside him said Rodhart softly.

The queen frowned and sighed, shook her head and said, "I really can't eat it. I'll throw up after eating it."

"Oh? Really?" Rodhart took out a small piece of oiled paper package from his arms, smiled and held it in his hand, "What about this, it was made by the old man from Fort York Starcom in the north Cakes. I bought them after asking someone to stay at his door late at night."

The queen's eyes lit up immediately, she took the oiled paper bag from Rodhart's hand, and finally had a smile on her face. Although there was still no blood on her face, her smile was still like spring breeze melting snow. She took beggar oil paper and wrapped it around her nose and smelled it, and said, "Do you still remember that I love this, and I haven't smelled this kind of smell for more than a year. I still remember when I was a child, I used to pester my sister to buy it there for me." But in the end she sighed regretfully again and put down the pastry, "Thank you for your trouble, but I still can't eat it."

"What's wrong?" Rod Hart's face was full of concern and tenderness. Although he is now the captain of the first squad of the Paladins and the chief of the Royal Guards, but the expression on that soft and beautiful face that makes people feel close at first glance makes him look He looked more like a big boy from a neighbor's house, and even the mighty color of that knight outfit was softened.

"My stomach is mainly uncomfortable, and I can't eat anything." The queen said with a frown.

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.

"Don't." The Queen suddenly pushed away his hand in panic, as if his hand was a hot iron.

Rod Hart looked at her in surprise, he was sure it couldn't be because of his contact. Although she is indeed the empress and he is a courtier, in the eyes of others, this action is definitely enough to lose one's head, but he knows that it is nothing to the two of them. He is definitely her closest person, even closer than she is with her husband, His Majesty the Emperor.

The expression on the Queen's face was a little flustered and apologetic, she reached out and took Rod Hart's hand that had just been pushed away by herself, and said, "I'm sorry. And white magic is useless to my illness, the two priests from the Magic Academy used white magic on me yesterday, and I coughed up blood, and it was so uncomfortable."

Rod Hart asked in surprise: "What? How could that be?"

"That's right. The people present at the time were all shocked, and His Majesty was anxious to grab a priest by the neck. Later, they went back to check the medical books and held a meeting to discuss, and then they realized that I probably had a very rare disease. Tumor disease, ordinary medical magic is useless."

"What? What should we do then?" Rodhart looked anxious.

"It's nothing, they said it will get better after a while." The Queen tried to smile, and said, "It's you, when did you learn magic? Did your master, Captain Roland, ask you to learn it?"

"No, the teacher has always said that if you are greedy, you will lose, and you don't agree with me learning magic. In fact, I didn't intend to learn it. I just asked one of my priests to teach it out of curiosity. I didn't expect it to be easy." Rodhart stuck out his tongue at the queen, and said with a smile, "I even think it's much easier than learning swordsmanship, but don't dare to tell my master this." He then sighed: "So I just I came to see you when I came back, and I even said that I would give you a surprise and treat you with my own hands, which was unexpected but useless."

"Forget it, it's nothing. By the way, the two priests said that Celeste seems to be coming to a cardinal, and I will ask the cardinal to show me. I heard that the cardinal His Majesty the Pope personally appointed Bishop Ronis to take charge of the Academy of Magic, so he must be very capable."

Rodhart shook his head and smiled lightly: "I know about this too. Hmph, the Pope has sent envoys several times without success. In the past? It’s a pity that no matter how extraordinary the bishop’s ability is, what’s the use here? This is neither Erasia nor Celeste. It’s Captain Roland and your sister who actually control Ainfast. Will they return the Academy of Magic to the Holy See? My only hope for the ability of this cardinal is that he can cure your illness."

The queen was stunned for a while, and suddenly asked Rodhart: "Are you... are you satisfied with the current situation?"

Rod Hart smiled and replied: "What do you mean? Is there anything wrong now?"

"Are you comfortable as a subject?" The queen looked deeply at Rodhart, "I am not comfortable as a queen."

"Why did you suddenly mention this?" Rod Hart frowned at her.

"I've been in a lot of trouble for the past few days. I really feel like something bad is going to happen. I really don't want to be such a queen and stay here anymore. Have you ever thought about it? In fact, we You can..."

"I'm just thinking about it." Rodhart interrupted the queen. From her expression, her eyes and his understanding of her, he could fully understand what she was going to say next, "You are just sick, It’s only when you’re in a bad mood that you can think wildly. It’ll be fine if you cultivate quietly.”

"No, listen to me. I always feel something is wrong, I can't stay here anymore..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where can you go if you are not here? You are the queen of a country."

"I'm serious." The queen didn't speak any more, but just looked at Rodhart, that face didn't have any aura of the concept of queen, full of sadness and sorrow on her pale and thin face. Her face looked even more helpless, and there were tears flashing in her eyes.

Rodhart wanted to speak, but looking at the face in front of him, he suddenly felt something trembling in his heart that hadn't moved for a long time, and he couldn't speak the words. This is not the emotion of a child who is impulsive, he can see a kind of deep despair and fear in those beautiful eyes.

The two stared at each other silently, and suddenly a voice broke the stalemate, "Your Majesty, Lord Cardinal Jiawei has arrived at the Magic Academy. Your Excellency, Lord Prime Minister, please go to meet Lord Rodhart."

"Your Majesty, I will take your leave." Rodhart sighed, stood up and walked to the door to salute, then turned and walked out.

In the Academy of Magic, Priest Ryan and the new Cardinal are already sitting together, and the priests and priests below are also standing side by side, but their expressions are not so standard respectful, but not respectful. The self-restraint concentrated on the Cardinal.

This Lord Cardinal is indeed very strange and eye-catching, but this strangeness itself is also very strange, based on his identity and his appearance. Compared to a group of cardinals, he was really too heroic, too mighty, and too young. Even what he was wearing was not a cardinal's robe, but a white knight's uniform of a templar, with a long sword on his waist.

When the news came from Celeste two days ago, everyone imagined that the successor of Bishop Ronis could be entrusted by His Majesty the Pope to take over the muddy water. There must be something extraordinary. But no one would have thought that it would be such a young man in his twenties. If he hadn’t come with him and Bishop Adela, the confidant of His Majesty the Pope, whom the priests all knew, even if he had No one would believe His Majesty's personal letter.

After Bishop Adela accompanied him, he explained His Majesty's orders and documents to the priest and left. The young cardinal was left alone at the Academy of Magic.

Although he was full of surprise, doubt, and a little bit of disdain, there was no doubt that this was indeed the cardinal appointed by His Majesty the Pope to take charge of the place. Even though no one actually welcomes him here, there is still nothing missing in form, and everything is basically ready, so priests and priests were immediately invited to hold a welcoming ceremony.

"Lord Rodhart is here." Following the announcement from the priest at the door, the commander of the royal guards and the captain of the first Paladin squad appeared at the door.

When he saw the young cardinal sitting above him just now, Rodhart couldn't help showing a look of surprise, but he quickly returned to normal, and walked forward to salute: "See your lord bishop. "

"Captain Roland accompanied His Majesty to the south. Therefore, Lord Rodhart is temporarily leading the Holy Knight Order now. Lord Roland is a disciple of Captain Late Rand and also a guard of the royal capital. Commander of the army." The priest Ryan explained next to him. Strictly speaking, the Paladins can be regarded as half of the subordinates of the Academy of Magic, and nominally, they should also be under the jurisdiction of the successor of Bishop Ronis.

Of course, it is one thing to say famous words, but it is another matter in reality. Although the cardinal looks handsome and handsome, he is too young after all, and it is hard to believe that he has enough. His qualifications and ability can properly handle the difficult problem of the magic academy. More importantly, no one here expected him to handle it well.

"My lord, you don't need to be too polite. After all, I am a guest here." The cardinal smiled, his smile was natural, without the slightest tension or affectation, as if he was really just a guest here. This smile is very bright and affectionate, "I have heard about the prestige of the Holy Knights when I was in Celeste, and if you look at someone like Lord Rodhart, you can be sure that there is nothing wrong with the prestige." It's a taxi."

Rodhart was slightly surprised and wary. He hadn't felt like this for a long time. This is the feeling after seeing enough opponents who are equal to or even better than him.

What he felt was not the man's superficial heroism or handsomeness, but what was hidden behind that attitude.

Although this is a welcome ceremony, and all the people here are subordinates of the cardinal, everyone is also slightly wary and hostile towards him, and what is waiting for him is deliberately making things difficult and Obstruction, and perhaps hostility. But even so, this young man can still smile so freely, so casually, except for those that should be revealed on this occasion, there is no extra breath leaked, like a blue ocean. The pleasing color hints at the bottomless depth behind it.

"Prime Minister Mrak has arrived."

To deal with such a major event as the new cardinal, it is natural that leaders from the teaching, military, and political aspects must gather together. The Great Priest Ryan is temporarily in charge of the Academy of Magic, and Rod Hart represents the military forces, while the political The representative of the aspect is naturally the prime minister.

This is actually just one of the representatives of the three parties, but the cardinal's reaction when he heard the announcement was completely different from Rodhart's. The light in his eyes lit up, he stood up and walked towards the door, the smile on his face was bigger, more vivid, and more brilliant, it was not something that could be pretended, but a kind of warmth from the heart, like golden sunshine Gentle and dazzling.

The figure of Prime Minister Mrak appeared at the door.

Probably considering the question of welcoming the cardinal, her slender willow-leaf brows were slightly frowned, and her official attire could not conceal the freshness and beauty of a young woman like a female prime minister. Grace is not something that any other woman can have. Only she can combine the two completely different directions of delicate beauty and stability, and the charm of different attributes, showing a unique style of her own on her body. This kind of demeanor may not be able to charm people, but no one will not be moved.

At this time, the cardinal also just walked there. The female prime minister also showed surprise when she first saw the handsome young man in the costume of a templar, but the action of the bishop immediately made the surprise on everyone's faces even worse. He bent down He gave a salute to the woman in front of him with the etiquette of a knight instead of a bishop, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Mrak, your name and talent have already spread throughout the continent, and it is a great honor for me to see you today, even if The Lord will also give you sincere admiration for your beauty and grace ~IndoMTL.com~ 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 a templar in danger, the expressions on the faces of all the priests were strange when they saw this scene extreme. Priest Ryan opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say: "Master Jiawei..."

Although the prime minister was extremely surprised, it can be confirmed from the behavior of the people around him that this is indeed the new cardinal. Looking at the hand in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out.

Bishop Jia Wei smiled and led the Prime Minister to the hall. His posture, pace, and expression were all filled with confidence and a kind of true satisfaction from the heart. After taking his seat with the Prime Minister, he smiled slightly at the dumbfounded people around him: "Don't be too surprised, this is just my respect and admiration for the Prime Minister Mrak."

Hehe, nothing. The bishop was originally a templar, so these etiquettes are normal..." The priest Ryan coughed twice, and led the priests and priests to restore their expressions. However, there were still two people whose expressions were a little abnormal. One is the Prime Minister who just took his seat, and the other is Rod Hart.

The prime minister is confused, puzzled, and surprised. Rod Hart seemed to be trying to think about something.