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"They have now entered the Charlemagne Empire." In a room with simple furnishings and no excessive decorations, a priest was speaking.

An old man with a scarlet cloak and white fluff was sitting on the chair with the light behind him, and on the sofa next to him was Cardinal Arthur Vaserich.

If Yannick was here, he would be able to recognize it immediately. This is the room where the Pope received him last time.

Seeing that His Majesty the Pope did not speak, the priest continued: "There was a period of time before entering the Charlemagne Empire, and the investigation records were blank. Everyone except Yannick Hill stayed in Reed Flute City, but Hill I don’t know where to go, it seems to be going in the direction of the elf territory.”

Fansherich was a little surprised: "Your Majesty, are you investigating Yannick Hill?"

The Pope didn't speak, he paused the scepter in his hand, the priest who reported it understood, then put down the investigation report, bowed respectfully, and quietly retreated out.

"Yes, it's not difficult for him to have me in his priesthood, Arthur." The Pope smiled mildly, "Why do you look surprised?"

Vanserich: "No, Your Majesty, I just don't think it's necessary."

Pope: "Do you know much about Yannick Hill? After all, you recommended him to me."

Vanserich: "To be honest, not much, Your Majesty. I am ashamed, but I think he is a smart man, capable, and eloquent, and he has no background, so he can be cultivated. No one around me With a mind as nimble as his."

"You heard it just now. He seems to be behind your back and made a lot of tricks." The Pope tapped the parchment in front of him with his scepter. ""

Fansherich: "You mean that he might go to the elves' territory? With all due respect, with the current relationship between the Holy See and the elves, I can't figure out what he is doing there, and the elves will not welcome him."

Pope: "So I told you a word, never think of people so simply. When you think he can master it, he can't wait to deviate from the direction you pointed out for him."

His voice is as always, kind and persuasive, and when teaching his most beloved students, he has indescribable patience and tenderness.

No matter how indifferent and arrogant he is in front of others, in front of the Pope, Vaserich is always humble and respects him like a teacher and a father. "You mean, Hill will do something to betray the Holy See?"

"No, maybe it's not that serious." The pope smiled, "but it's obvious that he's not satisfied with his current status!"

Vanserich frowned. To be honest, he had a good impression of Yannick, but since the Pope said so and he had convincing information, he couldn't refute it.

"You mean, does he want to be a cardinal?"

The pope shook his head: "I don't know what the purpose of his going to the elves' territory is, as you said, don't talk about Yannick Hill now, even if I go in person, those elves will not let go of their hatred for us. Ya Nick Hill doesn't follow the rules, even if he's in the Garter Empire this time, I didn't expect him to cause such a big incident."

Speaking of this, Fansherich also showed a smile: "This time the mages are all ashamed, a magister was defeated by our bishop, and your majesty, Yannick Hill later presented to all countries in the name of the Holy See Regarding the matter of donating money, I think he has done a good job. Although he may be accumulating a reputation for himself, these have also brought positive reputation to the Holy See. As long as it is beneficial to the Holy See, he has no small thoughts. important."

The pope looked at his most proud student with a kind expression on his face: "Arthur, I have always been very happy. In my lifetime, I can have such an outstanding student as you. Your starting point is not wrong. My child, I just hope that you can do more for me." Imagine for yourself."

Does this imply that he can eradicate dissidents and political opponents who have different views from his own at the right time?Although it sounds a bit shocking, it is not easy to say such heartfelt words to him as the pope.

Arthur was a little moved, and changed his address to something he hadn't called a long time ago: "Teacher."

"If you have anything to come to me, Arthur, you don't need to bear it on your shoulders alone. Gustav has been the archbishop longer than you, and he must have much more contacts than you. This is inevitable. , I know that you have been worrying about being said that you are relying on me to be in power, so you have worked hard. But you know, I have always regarded you as my child, and in my life, it is impossible to love others the same way I love you. " The Pope said slowly, stroking his head.

Even though the archbishop in red has long been on his own, this action still makes him feel like he has returned to his childhood. The Pope's love for him has always been a warm beacon in his growth.

In the eyes of outsiders, the cold-hearted Archbishop Fansherich's eyes were red, and he said in a low voice: "Teacher, thank you, thank you for your love for me all the time, without your cultivation, I would not be where I am today This step."

"Arthur, you are too strict with yourself," said his teacher gently, "you are a man of great talent, my best pupil, my heir, and you will do great things without me .I have lived long enough and I don't know when I will fall. There is no doubt that I will pass on the position of Pope to you, but even if I have authority, after my death, those who disobey you I can’t wait to jump out against you, you need to have enough psychological preparation and authority to suppress those people.”

Fanserich was too shocked to react: "You, no, you are still in good health..."

"That's just what it looks like, Arthur, do you know how old I am? I've lived long enough for a priest."

The Pope's words made Vanserich carefully examine the other person's face, and found that since no one knows when, that kind and gentle face has been covered with aging wrinkles, and even those energetic eyes are unconsciously There are tired shadows in between.

The teacher is really old.

It was the first time that Vanserich had such a clear understanding, and his heart slowly became heavy.

Seeing his expression, the Pope patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be sad, child, no one can be immortal, not even the gods. I just hope that the belief in light can continue forever, and that the rule of the Holy See of light can last for a thousand years. Ten thousand years, but unfortunately, I have done very little during my reign. The Holy See still has no way to restore its former glory. I am ashamed, Arthur, and perhaps I should have stepped down from this position sooner."

"No, teacher, you have done well enough, the rise of mages is the general trend..."

"It's not the general trend!" The Pope interrupted him, with a rare sternness in his tone. "Arthur, nothing is predetermined. We can no longer tolerate mages and nobles, and we can no longer compromise unconditionally. That will only make them worse, and the Holy See will never be able to restore its previous authority."

"I have nothing more to teach you. The only thing I can tell you is three things, iron and blood, and roses."

"We must slash our swords mercilessly at our enemies, and we will not hesitate to shed rivers of blood, whether it is the blood of the enemy or our own. Roses are given to obedient people, and only those who obey and submit to the Holy See forever Only those who are worthy of the Pope's gift of roses."

Fanserich listened without saying a word. This was something he had never heard before. It was the first time that the Pope expressed a certain point of view so clearly in front of him. Even if he had agreed with this point of view, but Not sure now...

"Teacher, Yannick Hill, as far as I have observed, I found that he is trying to take a path that we have never thought of before, but it is amazing that this path seems to be able to achieve our goals as well. He The methods used to conquer people's hearts are a bit despicable, but it is easier for the people to accept than iron and blood, isn't it?"

The Pope smiled and did not reprimand him for his audacity: "Arthur, it seems that you appreciate him."

Vanserich met the teacher's gaze and said bluntly: "Yes, teacher, I think his method is very effective. If he can remain loyal to the Holy See, I think he can be reused."

The Pope shook his head: "Believe me, Arthur, although you are already very good, I have seen more people than you. Yannick Hill may be very capable, but he is also very ambitious and restless. people. If you try to grind off a lion's paws and try to keep him as a pet, the lion will probably bite back."

Fanserich: "Teacher, what do you mean...?"

Pope: "The calmer the sea, the more violent the storm is. Maybe this huge storm will blow from the Charlemagne Empire first."

He sounded like he had smelled something, and Fanserich was slightly uneasy: "Teacher..."

The Pope comforted: "Don't worry, I will let Yannick Hill fully play his role. Arthur, you have to remember that for the Holy See, if necessary, we can sacrifice everything. A bishop is nothing, even It is worth the price.”

Fanserich opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Yannick didn't know that his fate had been decided in a few words by someone, and he was looking at the elf in distress at this moment.

Half a month has passed, and they have entered the territory of the Charlemagne Empire, but the Elf Queen has not sent anyone to pick up Illus. Is he going to continue traveling around the world with a baby? This is really inconvenient.

Chris stood next to him and dutifully played the role of the mute, stretched out his hand and poked the elf's face, Illus seemed to have a little impression of the face he met in the dark forest, babbling and smiling, thinking I wanted to grab Chris's finger, but after a few attempts, I was in vain. I couldn't help but feel a little anxious. I desperately wanted to reach out from Yannick's arms, but because I was overweight, I almost fell headfirst, scared Dejanic quickly hugged him tightly, while glaring at his paralyzed male servant.

Chris continued to pretend to be dumb. Anyway, he didn't talk much, and it was easy to play dumb.

"We are here now, Rouen."

The elf likes to be held by Yannick when he is awake, otherwise he will poke his mouth and start to choke, so Yannick had to hold him with one hand, and free the other hand to point at the map. This position is a bit difficult to do.

"The town of Rouen is not far from the emperor of the Charlemagne Empire, and there are still about five days of horse-drawn carriage travel. We can rest and spend the night in Rouen town today. I heard that this is an important place for business and business, and it is very prosperous. If You want to stay for a few more days, and I have no objection, after all, we don't have any particularly urgent tasks right now."

Generally speaking, Yannick is a more tolerant boss. He doesn't mind his subordinates having their own hobbies, even if it's the behavior of secretly raising mistresses like Priest Darwin, as long as he doesn't do anything outrageous. Just open one eye and close one eye.

Augustine, who doesn't like to indulge in pleasure, said: "I can go on the road anytime, Your Excellency."

Priest Darwin quickly said: "Your Excellency Augustine, it's not good for your body to be tense all the time. We worked so hard in Reed Flute City, so we should take a good rest!"

Augustine glanced at him: "It's not 'we', it's 'I', right?"

Darwin laughed twice: "We are a group, Priest Avery and Alexander also want to rest, don't they?"

Avery said leisurely: "It's okay not to take a break, Sir Hill is already lenient enough for us."

Alexander also smiled and said, "I don't care."

"How can you do this!" Darwin was in a hurry, he still wanted to go to the red light district of the town to see it.

Bart blinked his eyes, looked at the elf who was sticking to Yannick and refused to let go, and suddenly said: "Your Excellency, if Illus follows us to the imperial capital, what will happen if people misunderstand him as your illegitimate son?"

It's true that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, Yannick pursed his lips.He is also considering whether to change the elf's hair color, but if this is the case, there is still the danger of being criticized. By then, rumors about the bishop of the Garter Empire's impurity and self-love will probably spread all over the sky. Waiting for him to make room for the fingertip jadeite.

When he was worrying, Chris patted him. Seeing Yannick looking over, he pointed to the elf and then to himself.

"You mean Illus let you take it and pretend to be your child?" Yannick raised his eyebrows.

The paralyzed manservant nodded.

Bart said: "Ah, why don't you let me bring it! Otherwise, if people see it, they will misunderstand that Illus is the child born to you and Edward, Your Excellency Hill!"

Yannick: "..."

Everyone: "..." Bart, are you so obsessed with letting Bishop Hill have a child? This is the second time I've said it!

The paralyzed manservant rolled his eyelids.

Bart was a little aggrieved: "Your Excellency, Edward is staring at me, what does he mean?"

Yannick: "He is just despising your IQ. If you have to translate it, there is only one word."

Bart asked in a daze, "What?"

Yannick: "Stupid."

Bart: "..."

In the end, Yannick decided to spend the night in Rouen Town, because the elf seemed to have eaten a little bit, was a little sleepy, and had been drowsy all the time. Although Chris, a master potion maker, was by his side, he also needed I went to the medicine store to find materials to make potions, so the trip of the group was delayed for a few days.

Because Rouen Town is close to the imperial capital and relatively prosperous, there is no shortage of good hotels. The one Yannick and the others live in is upstairs in the business district, and the business is very good.

But good business also has its disadvantages. For example, Yannick was woken up by a sharp cry when he slept in the middle of the night.

"what----!"

At first glance, I thought there was a murder, but when I listened more carefully...

"Ah... um... um... push harder... my dear, you really... push... ah... I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

"Little rascal, you're such a rascal, I've never seen a call girl as flamboyant as you!"

"Hate!"

Above, the movement from the next room.

"..." Yannick subconsciously glanced at the elf. Fortunately, he fell asleep after taking the medicine.

Looking at the facially paralyzed male servant sleeping next to him, he was clearly awake, his eyes sparkling in the darkness.

After 10 minutes, the screaming from the next door continued, and it tended to become more intense.

Half an hour later, the other party seems to have played new tricks, such as alternative games such as maid and master, running around the room and chasing, then screaming and laughing, oh of course, finally sex again .

Yannick gritted his teeth, "What hotel did Avery book, how can there be such a person living next door!"

"I heard him talking about saving money, because you spent almost [-] gold coins out last time." Chris said, "Besides, there was no one living next door. They should have just arrived."

"It was all won by a gamble, and I didn't use the original funds!" Yannick was speechless. Where did Avery's stingy character come from? I had overlooked it before, and I shouldn't let him manage it Team finances!

Chris seemed to see his thoughts, "If you let Darwin manage it, he will definitely let us live in super luxurious hotels every day."

Not only that, maybe Darwin would try his best to recommend them to go to the red light district of Rouen to see the world!One was too stingy, and the other didn't take public funds seriously, Yannick was speechless after thinking about it.

The sound insulation effect of the room is pretty good, but I can't stand the other party's movement that almost collapses the bed and the tone of voice that seems to be singing an opera.

When allocating the rooms, they didn't require the hotel owner to allocate everyone to everything, so the rooms were random, two people share one room, of course, Yannick lived with his facial paralyzed valet, and Ai Fury's and Augustine's room was right next door to each other, which means there was an empty room between them, now occupied by what appeared to be a makeshift combination of wealthy businessmen and prostitutes.

There is simply no way to keep people alive.

Yannick tried to give himself a shroud of holy light and hypnotized himself, but it seemed to fail. When he subconsciously didn't want to be controlled, he would always hold back his shots.

"Do you have any sleeping pills?" he asked Chris.

The big bed is very spacious, and the two sleep on each side without interfering with each other. Chris strictly abides by the promise of "don't force him without consent", and he abides by the rules very well.

Chris: "What is that, a magic potion for falling asleep quickly?"

Yannick: "Well, it can be understood in this way."

Chris: "It can be prepared, but now I don't have the materials, so I have to go out and buy them. I guess it will be dawn after the preparation."

Yannick said helplessly, "Forget it."

He turned over again, put the quilt over his head, and started counting the sheep.

One sheep, two sheep.

"Ah! Mmm! Ah! Master, please punish me hard! Hit my ass hard!"

Three sheep, four sheep.

"Little slut, I don't think it's itchy buttocks, it's itching elsewhere, isn't it, isn't it!"

Five sheep, six sheep.

"Hmm~~~Master! I feel itchy everywhere!"

The two people next door didn't know that they were in a catastrophe, and they were still playing role-playing happily.

……

The silver-haired priest couldn't bear it anymore, he lifted the quilt, put on his clothes and grabbed his staff, and was about to go out.

Chris stopped him. "I go."

The great magister in the servant's uniform left the room with a paralyzed face, and Yannick silently mourned for the dog and man next door.

After a while, the neighbors suddenly fell silent.

Yannick has never felt that the world is as beautiful as it is now.

Then Chris came back.

"What did you do to them?" Yannick asked.

"Just throw them into the yard of the post house and seal them up."

"No clothes?"

"No clothes."

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of onlookers these two humanoid statues will cause passers-by at the gate of the post house.

"Chris, you've turned bad." The silver-haired priest sighed.

The paralyzed male servant returned an innocent look.

Re-entering sleep mode, but soon, the priest sadly found that he could not fall asleep.

For some reason, the messy conversations next door just now still echoed in his mind, and along with those conversations, his mind would automatically have a visual sense of the scene played on the spot.

This unscientific.

Although he is a priest and not a eunuch, although for a normal man, he is already very abstinent, even though the movement of the two people next door just now is not at all provocative or imaginative.

but……

He still reacted.

"Master, you have reacted."

A warm body was attached behind him, and before Yannick could react, one of the mage's hands had been stretched under the quilt, and the other was around his waist.

For some reason, the silver-haired priest almost couldn't hold back when he called his master.

The author has something to say: 1. The dialogue between the pope and the archbishop is a very important foreshadowing plot. It has two main purposes. One is that everyone can definitely see that the pope wants to use Yannick as cannon fodder when necessary. Go out and let him play light and heat. The other, and more important, is the opinion of the pope and the archbishop. This will determine a very important plot in the future, but you don’t need to remember so much, anyway, it will be written when the time comes. arrived.

2. It seems that I have underestimated everyone's morals. Yesterday when it was said that there was PLAY, so many children's shoes thought it was good to watch the plot. Since this is the case, it is just what I want, so why don't we just pull the lights on?Continue the plot, hahaha!