Queen and Her Duke

In the council hall, all the ministers have dispersed.

The knight commander, who had been stationed outside the White House all year round, walked into the council hall with a serious expression and knelt down, "Your Majesty, those envoys have all been circumcised."

Weisia put down the document in her hand, glanced at it casually, her eyes showed coldness, "No trace left?"

"Your Majesty, what you did was very secretive." The corner of the knight's mouth twitched slightly, and he felt a chill down his spine.

Thinking of the frivolous appearance of the envoys in the Sistine Mission, the Knight Commander felt that they deserved it, but he never expected that His Majesty would secretly order people to be drunk and then circumcised, and finally threw them naked. On the street with people coming and going.

This is a great humiliation for any man.

There was no movement for a while, and the knight commander looked up carefully, "Your Majesty."

Her Majesty Vicia was resting her forehead with her hand, her expression was not stretched by the news she brought, and her face seemed to be more ruthless.

Visia, who came back to her senses, waved people to retreat, and when the surrounding area became empty again, Visia showed a rare look of confusion.

It had been three days since Aigers entered the palace last time, but Wen Lin still didn't make any movement.

According to Eggers, Wen Lin was very busy in Yinhe Village, almost from morning to night, without any time to rest.

No matter how busy she is, Wen Lin will not stay in the palace for three months.

Vicia knew that she might really have a grudge.

Sitting in the council hall until nightfall, Visia pushed away all the paperwork that had been processed, and rushed to the outside of the White House like the wind, "Prepare the car and go to Yinhe Village."

"Yes."

Mrs. Yaz paused for a moment, and her eyes fell on Visia complicatedly. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

It has been three months since His Majesty has not met His Excellency Wen Lin. If they can stop in time on this wrong path, Yaz will be happy to see it succeed.

However, in the past three months, even if His Majesty Vicia concealed her restless and struggling emotions well, perhaps others could not see it, but Yazi, who was serving her personally, could clearly feel it.

His Majesty's feelings for His Excellency Wen Lin were not damaged at all because of the absence of meeting, on the contrary, it became even stronger.

That night, a luxurious carriage without any sign parked quietly at the entrance of Yinhe Village.

Wen Lin is discussing with Lucchese about the next stage of teaching arrangements in the completed school.

The school has been on trial for a month, and the students are not limited to children, there are also adults who are arranged to study in batches.

The courses arranged for the children are much simpler, starting with the most basic literacy, arithmetic, and logic. Wen Lin found Lucchese, and in exchange, she would teach medicine and theology courses in the church.

The most important thing right now is the courses about the next stage of development, scientific farming knowledge, the most basic medical knowledge, food preservation and wine brewing, etc...

All the agricultural tools pre-ordered by the nobles will be delivered next month, and there will be trained villagers along with them, and the shops in the royal city should also be updated, such as alcohol, new brewed wine, delicious food, etc. .

Currently, adults and children who are allowed to enter the school have been screened by Brown and signed a lifelong death contract, requesting not to disclose everything they saw and learned in Yinhe Village without permission.

Wen Lin intends to train these people to be the first batch of teachers in the school. After all, her energy is limited, and they will teach others after the school is fully opened.

After quietly listening to Wen Lin finish speaking, Lucches timely put forward some suggestions on promoting these knowledge in Saul Parish.

Although Wen Lin is the bishop of Sol Diocese, judging from her current wishes, it seems that she has no intention of interfering in the affairs of the diocese at all.

Lucches held the cross in his hand, his eyes fell on the void, his tone slowed down, and he said quietly,

"Bishop Wen Lin, the Diocese of Sol will not be your enemy, it will be your support."

The atmosphere suddenly became weird. Wen Lin raised her eyebrows and looked at Lucchese, teasing, "Archbishop Lucchese, can I interpret your words as a betrayal of the Holy Court?"

It was said that Lucchese's expression didn't change much. He witnessed the changes in Yinhe Village and the improvement of the lives of the poor in the slums of Fangtings with his own eyes. a sentence.

"I betrayed the filthy Holy See, not the faith. It is there and will not change because of my situation."

Hearing Lucchese's murmur clearly, Wen Lin showed a sincere smile, and she said with sincere emotion,

"Bishop Lucchese, I have to admit that you are a true preacher, just like your mentor."

Looking out of the window to Wen Lin's smiling eyes, Lucchese slightly curled his lips, but in a moment, his expression became serious again.

He stared at Wen Lin for a long time, and suddenly said, "Your Excellency, I can tell you everything I know about the Sutherland family right now."

Wen Lin was a little surprised. Strictly speaking, she hadn't fully fulfilled Lucchese's request, "Why did you choose to say it at this time?"

"Because everything you are doing will put you in fatal danger faster, maybe I should warn you as soon as possible."

Putting down the lesson case in her hand, Wen Lin glanced at Lucches meaningfully, and then said nonchalantly, "Your Excellency, please go ahead."

At the same time, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, His Majesty is waiting for you in the carriage at the entrance of the village," Wen Lin's eyes trembled, she looked back calmly, pondered for a moment, and replied, "I see."

After finishing speaking, Wen Lin motioned to Lucchese to let him continue.

He was a little surprised, but regarding Wen Lin's actions, Lucches did not say anything, but took out the notes left by his mentor Lu Mi from his sleeve, which clearly recorded everything that happened that year.

Wen Lin took the note and flipped through it, her originally casual eyes gradually became deep, and her well-proportioned fingers rested on a drawn picture.

What was painted on the picture was the ball that Father Carson handed over to Wen Lin.

Seeing Wen Lin's movements, Lucchese explained from the side, "It is called a sacred object by the bishops of the Holy Court. According to the teacher's records, Pope Catbury once saw Mrs. Guinevere use it to bring the dead back to life. Use it to travel through space and escape capture."

"So this is why the Holy See wants to force them to death by any means?"

"Yes, but it's not limited to this. Your mother is erudite and benevolent, and selflessly imparts her knowledge to the common people. Although it is only taught in the territory of the Duke of Sutherland, it still makes the church fearful. Faced with a real holy object. God, how can a group of despicable people who are under the holy light not be afraid?"

"So they want to take the holy things for themselves. They condemned my mother as a witch. They are the real shameless and sinister blasphemers, aren't they? Archbishop Lucchese."

"Yes," Lucches said with difficulty, the spiritual world he believed in was ruthlessly shattered and reconstructed in extreme tearing pain.

The holy supremacy of faith was polluted by hypocrites, false oaths, and power held by despicable people. Lucchese was surrounded by thick fog, and a cluster of fire guided the way in the thick fog.

That cluster of fire is Wen Lin, but this cluster of fire may be extinguished by unknown dangers at any time. Lucches watched Wen Lin remain silent, and secretly made up his mind that maybe he would also follow the path that the teacher had walked on.

It's sad, but helpless.

He is at this time no different from the believers who yearn for salvation,

With an almost indifferent expression, Wen Lin flipped through the notes over and over again.

It does not record any method of using the pellets, but it records what Gunnevere has done to increase food production and reduce the death rate of the disease...

What Wen Lin is doing, she has already done it.

And all of this was buried in the deep sea because of the selfishness of the Holy See.

After a long while, Wen Lin closed her notebook and murmured to Lucchese, as if she was talking to herself, "God will not die, mother is not a god, and neither will I."

"But everything you do has attracted crazy covetousness. The Holy Court will confirm your identity from clues, and you still have a chance to stop, Bishop Wen Lin,"

Lucches raised his voice excitedly. Facing the colossus of the Holy Court, Lucches almost foresaw that Wen Lin and her mother were doomed to fail.

With a light snort, Wen Lin turned her head, her piercing eyes were like a flame burning on the icy snowy field, condensing the breathtaking coldness,

"Why should I stop? Just because I'm not strong enough now? I will win, Archbishop Lucchese."

Lucchese was speechless, he frowned and was about to walk away, but Wen Lin stopped him.

"Luches, I request to make another deal with you as a friend."

……

The hazy moonlight rubbed into the yellowed leaves, revealing a layer of bright silver.

The temperature drops especially quickly at night, and the night wind blows on the bare skin like being scraped by a knife.

Mrs. Yaz suggested from the side, "Your Majesty, it's too cold, you go to the car and wait, and I'll let them go to remind Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

With a slight flash in her eyes, Visia turned her head, "No, just wait,"

Weissia couldn't describe how it felt in her heart, she would rather wait here than to urge Wen Lin with the relationship between a monarch and a minister.

After an unknown amount of time, the scene of Wen Lin and Lucches walking and laughing came into Visia's eyes, and she clenched her hands tightly.

Wen Lin wanted to send Lucchese to the entrance of the village, but she was taken aback when she raised her eyes. It was almost early morning, why was Visia still waiting at the entrance of the village?Did she wait at the entrance of the village for five or six hours?

While meditating, Wen Lin and Lucchese stepped forward, "Your Majesty Vicia,"

Visia nodded as usual, and when Lucchese left, Visia still stood still and looked at Wen Lin, without the slightest intention to speak.

Those blue pupils were hidden deep in the night, and seemed to be one with the night, so dark that it seemed to be able to swallow all the light.

Seeing Visia's not-so-thick long skirt, Wen Lin finally couldn't hold back, and spoke first,

"Get in the car, Your Majesty, and I will take you back to the royal court."

"I won't return." Visia had a smile on her face, but there was an imperceptible bitterness in that smile. She stepped forward, leaned against Wen Lin's ear, and spoke with a voice that only the two of them could hear. The voice said, "After I go back, Your Excellency Wen Lin will continue to hide here and not see me?"

Silently, Wen Lin didn't know how to answer, she was indeed deliberately avoiding Vicia, she was both anxious and angry.

She can't bear anyone else's closeness to Vicia, but facing the alliance that she has to maintain now, she is helpless, she is powerless.

She has already pushed herself away layer by layer in front of Vicia. In this emotional game, she has completely wiped out her timidity, humbleness and honesty.

But what waited was Weisia's specious answer, which was a trade-off of her high position.

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