Black Scepter Chapter 14: 3 major factions

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Tomorrow, because a few classmates come to party at home before graduation, they have to be busy all day, and they will take pictures on Monday and Tuesday, and one will be completely liberated later. It’s hard for my friends to bear me. Sorry for so long.

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"The nobles of the sacred Gabriel empire are basically divided into three groups, at least in Medici, this classification method is very effective."

Connor Meeks stooped down at the Morpheus’s temporary residence as a housekeeper said, “The first is the Cardinal line. The power of the Cardinal in the Vatican Holy See is not a bit bigger than Byzantine. If there is no pope It is estimated that the absolute ruling power of the infallibility can only upset the empire by this group of **** sticks, and there is a line of nobles that must be attached to the Cardinal that governs the faith of the diocese."

It's getting late. Morpheus, who has changed into comfortable clothes, sits in front of the fireplace and gently sips the wine from the cellar of the Browndo Manor outside Medici and asks: "What else?"

"The attack of the lord is naturally a representative of another faction, eager for war and eager to expand his territory. To be honest, every powerful lord never puts the so-called sacred empire in his eyes-here is Not Byzantine, the emperor is not the absolute master of power, but only one of the most eloquent military strategists."

"Like Earl Thor of Hera City?"

"Your understanding is correct. A lord who does not want the territory to expand is not a good lord. This sentence also applies to any monarch or ambitionist. Therefore, the belief rights represented by Cardinal often have untunable conflicts with the lord. The balance between the empire and the empire has maintained the current situation. It may be hard to maintain, but it is still passable on the bright side."

As a more than 800-year-old blood race, Connor, who took root in the sacred Gabriel empire, has naturally cherished the dynamics of this country for hundreds of years-destroying others and being destroyed by others, and the joy of the winner is easy to be Dilute, the sadness of the loser will never be forgotten.

"What is the location of the heresy?"

"This is the third largest force-Byzantine's religious tribunal, although its functions are similar to the Vatican heretical ruling, but its nature is different. The six giants represented by the six-star star of the religious tribunal perform their duties and examine the entire Byzantine. The heretic movement, but it is not the holder of the scepter directly under the Patriarch." Connor pointed to the east, which is the direction of the Vatican. "But His Majesty the Pope of the Vatican directly owns all the powers of life and death in the heretical ruling. Cardinal will do the same as he said. If the Holy See would not have appeared in the twelve-person Cardinal parliament, the struggle for power will always exist, and the adjudication office and Cardinal will always be unsightly."

Morpheus raised his eyebrows. He heard this for the first time. According to the previous understanding, the conflict between the lord and the religion is the first one that does not change, but he didn’t realize that it was so intense inside. Battle.

But this is also good. Morpheus sorted out a series of plans that he had just executed and found that this is actually more beneficial for his follow-up arrangements.

"The nobles of the Cardinal line have been blacklisted. The arrangement of the lord continues, can the heretical verdict take a thread?"

After saying this, Morpheus feels helpless-ask a vampire if he can find an acquaintance in the heretical ruling, so he can ask.

How could Connor nod slightly after thinking for a while, and said: "The family's chess pieces are not completely under control, but some loose chess can be of value without your knowledge, which happens to be your need. The Meeks family can still do one or two. As for satisfaction, I cannot make a promise."

"It's already pretty good."

Morpheus nodded, and gently stroked the scepter with his fingers, indicating that Connor could retreat, the latter immediately left the living room without any nonsense.

"Why remind me not to stab its throat before sprinting but must be the right eye?"

Morpheus turned around and asked Compton, who had no sense of presence but had been standing behind him like a statue. The latter’s eyes were still dull, and he gave a series of answers without pause-"The length of your dagger Not enough to cause a fatal wound after hitting the throat, the sprint speed and sprint distance can not meet the standard of causing serious damage to the bear, and the bear’s arm length is long enough to cover you and the horse in a dead corner when you attack its throat Within attack range."

"What if it is the other eye?"

"Dagger will move your body forward by ten centimeters because of the distance, but the consequences are similar to hitting your throat."

Compton’s voice doesn’t have any affection, nor does he respectfully call Morpheus “you”, but this does not prevent him from giving a most feasible plan and opinion before Morpheus—from the results The value of Compton has far exceeded expectations.

A guy who can instantly calculate the most effective ways and weaknesses to attack the enemy and give the best attack route according to the actual situation. It is definitely a good helper that Morpheus currently needs-not only to use it to improve his success The rate is more powerful computing power that you need to learn.

The battle is made up of countless details, and the strategy is made up of countless ideas. The strategic height of Morpheus has not yet risen to admiration, but in combat, he has no reason to be vague.

Compton, who is a close attendant, is always a stone-like feeler behind Morpheus, the snow outside the window is once again filled, and the plan of Morpheus continues when it seems to rest in peace.

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Viscount Harrington has been in a bad mood these two days.

Because he finally seized an opportunity to show himself in front of Adeline, he was completely screwed up because of the eye-catching performance of an outsider. Although it sounds not a big deal, then the well-informed viscount found out The Earl of Burton seemed to have a strong interest in the young Baron Fordine, and even sent a servant to the mansion that the Baron had bought temporarily. As for what message was conveyed, Baron Harrington did not want to know his teeth. .

What kind of girl Edlin is Harrington is actually not too interested. The so-called aristocratic politics is nothing more than seeing the value that the girl can attach together-Harrington His mind is very clear that he wants to stand out in this famous family that is not rich and rich. Marriage is the fastest way to obtain wealth status, but this is a big bet, the bet has doubled the value, and the bet has lost it. He could only find his way out with little hope. In the face of the sudden emergence of the noble Lord Fording called Morpheus? Roland, the threat felt by Viscount Harrington was not a single star.

So he found someone to contact the ubiquitous "creed" entrenched in the underground city of Medici, and spent thousands of gold coins to purchase complete information about Morpheus-and the result made him feel even more desperate.

Interestingly, the "creed" is under the overall control of the return elf Irindal in the city of Hera, and under her instructions, the young man who was listed as the most closely monitored object by the "creed" did not write the original out of thin air. The experience of appearing in the Hera City Arena and walking away, but put the "forgery" of the Meeks family in front of the Viscount Harrington-as for the reason, in the words of Irindal It should be "putting a long line to catch big fish."

So Viscount Harrington saw a "quasi-big noble" who was willing to dedicate herself to a woman with huge territory and castle in the Fordine Empire, an exceptionally prominent identity and a good status at any time-the reason why it is not called The nobleman, just because his title is too low, once he rises to the Viscount, he can completely complete the Viscount Harrington seconds, and no one will face Morpheus and Harrington will choose the latter. A guy who only has a small piece of territory and whose assets linger on the edge of the deficit all year round.

It’s just that Viscount Harrington is not a noble with no possessions, and behind him is an object that Lord Bolton should also consider carefully-the Cardinal wave that controls the beliefs of the city of Medici and the three nearby cities Povic!

Inheriting the glory and legacy of the fathers~IndoMTL.com~ The Viscount Harrington, who is in the Cardinal family, is able to sit firmly in the Medici because of this solid backing, and this advantage brings Some means are enough for him to secretly eliminate some obstructive guys.

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"Father, why are you so anxious about my marriage?"

Adeline, the girl who inherited the bravery of the noble father of the cavalier and the mother`s beauty from Polya, frowned, looked at the lord of Medici and was stubborn.

"Keep me in front of the public like a procession, just to attract a group of wine bags and then choose one from which you are satisfied to marry me?"

The hot words should not have been spoken by an elegant nobleman, but here is the living room of Earl Bolton’s mansion, and no one will hear the grumpy young lady complaining to her father though she said All are facts, but few girls can really say these words to their father, because the consequences of that are often locked up in the mansion.

"Adeline, the Brooke family needs a strong ally, otherwise we can only become the victims of the continuous rolling of the imperial wheel. These things seem to be too early to tell you now, but since you put it forward, I I will tell you seriously.” Old Bolton moaned a little hoarse. At the age of 45, he had three sons and one daughter under his knees, and his three sons were thrown into the territory of the imperial frontier to participate in war training. I have never even been out of the Medici City, "Your three brothers are fighting abroad, not to get the medals that are not useful for shit, they are making bets with their lives, maybe I will receive them tomorrow One or more news of death, don’t I distress them?"