Time travel starts from Doupa

Chapter 1222 The Chaos of the Empire
"...For the sake of the lost lamb, the angel will surely draw his sword, and for the justice in his heart, no matter how dark the means are!"

His Majesty's Son of God's originally deep and gentle voice gradually became louder and louder, shaking the roof of the confessional room with sand and dust, and even the bright candle flame began to falter.

This scene is so mysterious. If those believers who worshiped all day saw it, they would definitely believe that the Pope is the real spokesperson of the Lord of Dawn, the one appointed by the gods to walk in the world.

However, at this moment, a cold and stern voice with suspicion and anger suddenly sounded in the dark confession room, interrupting the Son of God's chanting:
“The means are dark, is it really the Lord’s will?”

Before he finished speaking, a figure in a black cloak suddenly stood beside a candle and appeared in this completely sealed confession room.

The man was covered in a black robe, which kept him hidden in darkness all the time.Only the two gazes revealed under the tall cloak made him look a little more alive.

This person just quietly looked at the Son of God in front of him, and at the old man holding the tome in his hands, there was a hint of sadness in his eyes!

"Luke, here you come..."

Hearing the man in black's questioning, the Son of God closed the tome in his hand, and an old voice slowly came from his even older face: "Luke, are you betraying the will of the Lord?!"

As soon as the words fell, a blazing light flashed suddenly, causing Luke, the man in black, to close his eyes tightly.After waiting a few seconds, when he opened his eyes again, he found that he had come outside the confessional room, to be precise, outside the temple!
Outside the Temple of Dawn, there are dozens of tall steps, and below the steps is the prayer square of the Temple of Dawn.

The surroundings were silent, and under the prayer square in the distance, dozens of holy knights on duty, wearing bright holy armor, stood under the hall like sculptures.

At this moment, Luke, the man in black, leaned against the outline of the temple and faced the prayer square under the steps, silent.

The Son of God's strength has become stronger again, and he can actually use the space teleportation technique to transform him out, Luke thought silently.

"Luke, are you betraying the will of the Lord?"

The familiar old voice came again, and the next moment, an old man holding a radiant scepter, dressed in a white robe, and wearing a crown of dawn, walked out of the dark and tall temple step by step.

The old man is naturally the son of God.Just now in the dark confessional, the darkness covered his appearance, but now, his face is fully exposed.

At this moment, the old face of the Son of God was covered with deep wrinkles like those carved by knives and axes. Among them, there is a kind of brilliance like the morning sun!
It was already night, the entire Mount Hailar fell into silence, and the temple was also shrouded in darkness.Only the Son of God, under the light of the moon, looks like a god walking in the world!

"Luke, this is the third and last time I ask you, are you betraying the will of the Lord?!"

"No, I'm just questioning you, His Majesty the Son of God, Gregory VII."

Luke, the man in black, turned around, looked at the Son of God who looked like a god, and said calmly: "Your Majesty, you and I are familiar with the divine scriptures, so we should know that what you said just now is not in the divine scriptures."

"Then there is now! I will ask the priests to write down this sentence, and compile it into the new version of the divine tome, and pass it down forever!" The wrinkled face of the Son of God showed no expression, yes, just dull.

"Forgery of the Lord's will, Your Majesty, are you crazy?" Luke, the man in black, suddenly raised his voice and shouted sharply!
"This is the will of the Lord!"

The face of the Son of God remained calm, but his voice suddenly became low, releasing a terrifying majesty.

Hearing the shameless insistence and sophistry of the Son of God, the black-robed man Luke couldn't bear it after all. He tore off the black robe covering himself, revealing a resolute and fair middle-aged face, and a bright suit. The dazzling golden holy armor, that is the holy knight armor exclusively for the Knights Templar!
This middle-aged man in sacred armor is now the head of the Knights Templar, Luke St. Outlets, who had stepped into the holy order 30 years ago!

At this moment, the grand master of the Knights Templar pressed his left hand on the hilt of the holy sword hanging around his waist, looked murderously at the white-robed old man in front of him, and said coldly:
"The Lord gave you a will to assassinate the saint of our Dawn Temple? That kind and pitiful little girl who grew up under your eyes?"

"The Lord gave you a will to kill the Knight Commander of the Knights Templar, a future leader of the Knights who is expected to step into the Holy Order, and a loyal servant to the temple?"

"The Lord gave you a will to kill hundreds of innocent lives, and to turn fifty silver armored knights of my Knights Templar into ashes?"

"Gregory VII, is it the Lord's will for you, or is it your forged will?!"

"I'm sorry about the deaths of Grand Knight Commander Robert and the fifty noble knights of the Knights Templar. But everything is already doomed."

The Son of God in a white robe said lightly, then paused the scepter in his hand, and slowly took a few steps forward.

His steps were shambling and heavy, but his voice was so calm and deliberate: "Luke, I think, you should understand."

"I don't understand, so I need your explanation!"

Looking at the pope walking beside him, Luke still said coldly: "Let me ask you one last time, is this the Lord's will, or your forged will?"

"Of course it is the Lord's will. Everything is under the gaze of my Lord, so how dare I make my own claims?"

Gregory VII looked at Luke, who was furious in front of him, and said in a gentle voice: "Luke, I understand the knightly code in your heart, understand your pious observance of the code of God, and understand the justice and mercy in your heart. However, Many things are not as simple as you imagine."

"Look there."

The Son of God raised his scepter and pointed to a dark stone pillar standing on the square under the steps.

This stone pillar looks ordinary, but even a powerful holy man like Luke can feel the invisible oppression when looking at this pillar!
This is the stake, which is used by the temple to judge heretics, and the best way to use physical means to destroy the bodies of heretics.

For thousands of years, how many deviant magicians who questioned the gods, how many nobles and kings who dared to oppose the temple, and how many powerful men with astonishing strength have all been tied to the stake and burned to death!
This stake, which has gone through many vicissitudes, now stands quietly in the prayer square. The traces of burning fireworks on it seem to be a silent statement, telling the majesty...and cruelty of the temple!

"See? Since the stake is God's will, why can't other things be God's will?" the Son of God said in a persuasive manner.

Hearing this, the killing intent in Luke's eyes gradually faded, but he still argued: "But the stake is used to judge heretics, to judge those who are guilty, not our own people!"

"Yes, God pities the world, so he will only execute guilty heretics. The saint is also guilty, but as a saint, if she is burned at the stake, how much damage will be done to the majesty of the temple, I think Captain Luke You are very clear." The Son of God said lightly.

"So you're going to send her to the Thorn Forest to check the miracle, and then take the opportunity to assassinate her?" Luke said, staring at the Son of God.

"Yes, this is the Lord's will, and I cannot disobey it. As for the deaths of others, they are all accidental sacrifices..."

"I understand……"

Finally, Luke lowered his head and let out a long sigh, and then he looked at the Son of God with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The eyes of the two intersected in the night.Finally, Luke took a step back, bowed slightly, and saluted: "Your Majesty, I understand."

Hearing this, the Son of God smiled wryly, and said in a soft voice: "You don't understand, on the contrary, you are confused. I saw the light of faith, and your body was shaken."

"Then your Majesty plans to execute me?"

Luke raised his chin slightly, this action made the moonlight in the distance fully reflect on his resolute face, his voice was sad, as if it was another declaration: "If you want to execute me, Please don't use such a cheap trick of assassination, why not just tie me to the stake and burn my soul with the holy flame!"

Hearing Luke's rebellious words, the Son of God finally showed a hint of surprise.He pondered for a moment, and finally persuaded him gently: "Captain Luke, you are too extreme."

"maybe."

Luke smiled coldly, and a mocking smile suddenly appeared on his resolute face: "Unfortunately, even though you followed God's will, Helen did not die, and her soul fire still shines in the church. You say, this Isn't it ironic?"

"Captain Luke, watch your words and deeds!"

Gregory VII finally couldn't bear Luke's attitude, his eyes shining with holy light were like torches: "Captain Luke, God pity the world, Helen is not dead, maybe the Lord wants to give her a chance. I hope You should understand that in the world, I am the Lord’s only spokesman! To question me is to question the Lord!”

"Luke, do you want to betray the Lord?"

"Of course not... hey!"

A long sigh came from Luke's mouth. He lowered his head, turned around, and walked down the steps.

However, his originally extremely tall figure now looks extremely hunched, as if he can win the competition, more like an old man...

Nidawi City, Uptown.

This is a residence exclusively for the nobles.If ordinary free people want to come and go here freely, they must hold the guide issued by the nobles, otherwise they will be arrested and thrown into prison.

If there are slaves and exiled criminals who dare to enter here, once they are caught, they will be killed on the spot, their heads will be cut off, pierced with spears, and erected on the avenue where people come and go, reminding all nobles majesty!
"Da da da……"

There was a sound of crisp hooves, and a tall and strong maroon horse, carrying a taller and fatter meat mountain than it, was walking on the wine-red avenue in the upper city.

This mountain of meat is the city lord of Nivada, Custer.He just came down from the lava castle on the top of the mountain, and walked non-stop all the way to the most luxurious and largest manor in the upper city.

No way, the eldest princess of the empire came to Nevada at night. As the count of the empire, he should pay a visit.

Moreover, he can be regarded as a royalist who is directly under the empire and loyal to the royal family. He must use the fastest speed to see the princess.

And behind him, there were five soldiers in the phalanx, which were the elite troops he had drawn from the city guards to protect the princess.

He also knew the news that the eldest princess Helen was assassinated by a mysterious man in the Thorn Forest. If he did not send troops to protect her, if the princess was assassinated again in Niveda, his head would not be saved, and the emperor's anger would definitely devour him.

Soon, Custer brought his soldiers to the Crescent Lake Manor, which was specially provided for royal family members and important officials of the empire.

Along the way, countless veteran nobles looked at Custer and his party in amazement, guessing the fat man's intentions.

Doesn't this fat man belong to the new nobility?How did you come to the territory of our old nobles?Still bring so many soldiers?
In the upper city of Niveda, there is an unwritten rule, that is, the south of the upper city belongs to those old nobles, especially the rich and powerful families whose families hold important positions in the empire.The inheritance of these veteran nobles often exceeds thousands of years, or even thousands of years.

And in the north of the Shangcheng District, although it is also a place where the rich and powerful gather, it is more than a step lower than the south - the people living in the north have always been the families of the newly rising court nobles and merchants. Not as good as those old nobles, and the inheritance is only a pitiful few hundred years.

For example, the current city lord of Nivida, Custer, is a new nobleman single-handedly promoted by the emperor, and he doesn't even have his own fiefdom.

Of course, this is also very good. Twenty years ago, Custer was not even a nobleman, but just a small captain of the Central Army Corps directly under the royal family.

If it weren't for his outstanding military exploits, his strength at the level of a fifth-order great knight, and the emperor's eclectic use of talents, he would still be just an ordinary free citizen.

Therefore, today, in the eyes of the veteran nobles, the city lord Custer, who is just an upstart, far less than his own family's heritage, suddenly visited Nancheng, which made all the veteran nobles startled and worried.

This guy is not here to arrest people and ransack the house!
Five years ago, this guy also led the city guards and rushed directly into the mansion of Earl Locke in the upper city, and imprisoned the whole family of the thousand-year-old aristocrat with fiefdoms and private troops on the charge of smuggling.

This kind of ridiculous charge is usually used to arrest those lowly free people, when was it also used to arrest real nobles?
At that time, all the nobles knew the reason why Earl Locke was arrested-that is, he violated the emperor's will in the matter of establishing the reserve.

(A super chapter of [-] words, [-] words are given away for free to express my apology)
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