Chapter 926, Luther Huss and the Bolt From the Blue

For Alfred, the general director of the Freya Ancient Cathedral District, his status is very special. On the one hand, he is a church member and the Patriarch of the Diocese of Western Britannia; The actual owner of Leia's ancient church district, which formed a structure similar to the integration of politics and religion (harmony). Alfred was the dominant presence here. In fact, both the knights, nobles and the Lake Lady Church were opposed to Ryan's plan. There was quite a bit of criticism about the appointment, and I felt that the power given by Ryan was too much.

Ryan himself didn't care much. The first was that he knew Alfred, and the second was that this ancient church area was Alfred's fief rather than a hereditary fief. Ryan had never said hereditary, and the Justice Church also had It is stipulated that clergy are not allowed to have hereditary territories. Although this rule has been repeatedly opposed or questioned by many cardinals and cardinals, Archbishop Wickmar and Emperor Karl-Franz are still very insistent on this, that is, the church will never be allowed to further evolution.

Even so, Alfred's ancient church district still attracted a huge number of imperial immigrants. After all, Alfred's identity and the authority of the Church of Justice naturally made people feel close to him, and Archbishop Vicmar followed suit. A small group (twelve people) of Templars, a group of Justice Church priests, and a group of paladins were sent to the ancient church area to assist Alfred.

"A young man from Kislev, who came here with his family, has no skills." Alfred was now wearing a white and gorgeous patriarchal costume. The patriarch, who was over forty years old, still maintained the Original enthusiasm and vitality, and inside the patriarch's robe is the finely crafted Templar armor produced by the Brunswick workshop that comes standard with the Church of Justice. Alfred introduced the situation to Ryan: "It was originally done seriously. He has some experience in grape farming and vodka brewing, but his level is not good. The grapes he grows cannot compare with the local grapes in Brittany, and as for vodka, people here don’t drink much.”

"Later, in practice, he found that many local people liked to watch him sell things live. This guy liked everyone's liking and performed whatever they liked. As a result, business has improved in recent months, and some people ridiculed him. Got Musilon's wealth password." Alfred said a little embarrassed: "I want to say that he actually used it..."

"Vanity, everyone has it." Knight Queen Sulia took Ryan's arm and smiled: "Just like I also like Ryan to praise me."

"That's right, ma'am." Alfred shrugged.

The King of Knights and his entourage walked towards Alfred's Castle of the Church of Justice in Western Britannia under the escort of the Old Guard. Local residents rushed out to watch and applauded and cheered. People dedicated flowers and ribbons to this legendary army of Britannia. Some women and children even tried to stuff eggs and bread into them. However, when the old guards saw that Ryan did not speak, they all shook their heads and refused.

Alfred's fortress castle was named Balance Castle. It was a fortress built on a mountain and also served as a temple. It had a total of three floors with seventy or eighty rooms inside. It looked like a military camp and a monastery, but Only it didn't look like a residence, and right here, Ryan met a character who shouldn't have appeared here.

He has a big bald head, wearing a tattered battle priest robe, with a newly refurbished battle priest armor underneath. He holds a war hammer shining with pure golden light in his hand. His expression is firm to the point of being a little arrogant. Even if he sees it, Even those with distinguished statuses like Ryan and Sulia just nodded to express greetings.

He came to say goodbye to Alfred: "I have troubled you during this time, my friend, I think I should leave."

"Luthor, I suggest you stay here." Alfred said seriously: "You know how many people in the empire want to cause trouble for you."

"I will become the nightmare of every corrupt priest, the punishment of every person who does not have firm faith, and the nemesis of every person who worships the evil god. It is them who are afraid, not me." The battle priest has a faint aura, and there is something about him. The divine energy is surging, which reminds Ryan of a lot: "I can't stay with you for too long, it will bring you too much trouble, Alfred, I wish you good luck, and may your judgment be like a scale." Justice...and His Majesty Ryan, I wish you to continue to fight against evil, but don't go astray."

After saying that, the battle priest left directly without any luggage except for a package on his back and a scroll on his waist.

After walking out, Ryan asked Alfred strangely: "Luther Huss? Why is this guy here?"

"He killed several bishops and priests in the empire who had embezzled tithes and donations from believers. Although the evidence was conclusive, he was still criticized and jointly accused by many people. Many people in the empire wanted him dead and wanted him If you want to die, Your Majesty Vic asked him to come out first to avoid the limelight." Alfred sighed: "He just wants to come here to see if there is any chance to preach."

"You support him?" Ryan said meaningfully.

"I sympathize with him, but I don't support him." Alfred gestured to Ryan to take a step to speak. The Patriarch and the Templar Knight took Ryan and Sulia to a remote balcony, and then whispered: "You Do you know what he suggested I do?"

"What to do? Overthrow the corrupt Church of Justice?" Ryan smiled.

"He suggested that I establish a new Church of Justice here, in Britannia, in the ancient church area of ​​Freya, eliminate the corrupt elements of the original Church of Justice, use only the teachings of our Lord as the most basic code, and advocate Put aside the intermediary of priests and priests and directly understand the inspiration of Charlemagne." Alfred said with a wry smile.

"Pfft! Does he want to destroy Puritanism? Or does he want your church to become the Eastern and Western Sects?" Ryan couldn't help laughing, and the King of Knights couldn't help but said: "Are you Xizheng? What's on the opposite side? The Holy Lord?"

"Puritanism, Eastern and Western Sects? What are those?" Alfred didn't understand. The Patriarch just shook his head: "I understand Luther's idea, but I won't agree."

If you agree, then the territory here will also be replaced, Ryan thought, he knew Alfred. His good friends would not do such a thing. Alfred had climbed up from the bottom of an ordinary paladin. He knew what he wanted and who he should be responsible for.

"Afu, I'll just follow Ryan and call you." Sulia took the initiative to take over the topic. The queen signaled the attendant to give you a generous gift: "I want to congratulate you on your happy wedding. Although it is a little late, I still have There are many gifts for you, please don’t refuse them, this is my and Ryan’s heartfelt wish.”

Faced with the queen's insistence, Alfred finally accepted. Ryan said by the way: "Speaking of which, Afu, what are you going to name your child?"

"Name it?" Alfred laughed loudly and pointed at Ryan: "Do you want to be the child's godfather?"

"Is there any problem?" Ryan asked.

"There is no problem, it's just that the great mentor Hans Reitdorf has already made a reservation." Alfred shook his head: "Ingrid was too noisy. I asked her to go to a hot spring to recuperate. But the name of the child, you have Any good advice?”

"Name?" Ryan felt a little regretful, and then he remembered something: "Afu, I remember your last name is Wayne, right? So, Bruce Wayne, how about it?"

"Bruce Wayne?" Alfred agreed: "Sounds good! What a name!"

"Hahaha, of course, of course I chose a good name!"

In the evening, Ryan stayed in the Balance Castle and had dinner with Alfred. Alfred's life was relatively simple, but Ryan was very adaptable. He took this opportunity to learn more about the ancient church area. After a comprehensive inspection of the ecology and situation, Ryan was quite satisfied with the final result. Alfred knew the rules and unspoken rules of the Justice Church very well, and he had the support of Ryan and Archbishop Vicmar behind him. The Justice Church sent Those priests and Templars who want to make small moves have no chance. Those who should be fired will be fired, those who should be punished will be punished, and those who should be transferred will be transferred.

These guys are obedient and sensible.

After two days of inspection here, the team of the King of Knights left. On the way back to Mousilon, Ryan was still chatting with the Lake Fairy and Sulia in the carriage. A messenger hurriedly handed over a letter with a seal. The letter was delivered.

"Who is it?" The Old Guard stopped in front of the messenger: "What's the matter?!"

"There is an urgent military situation and it must be sent to His Majesty immediately!"

"What's the news?" Ryan took the letter from Davout. He opened it and read it for a while, and the expression on his face immediately changed: "Really, you won't let us have any peace of mind."

"What happened, Ryan?" Sulia poked her head out of the car window and asked Ryan.

"Our vacation is coming to an end, Sulia." Ryan put down the letter: "Something big happened in the north."

"Change the route, arrange a passenger ship, and head to Kurona immediately!"

"yes!"

…………I am going to the dividing line of Kurona immediately…………

About a week later, Ryan hurriedly hurriedly arrived at Kurona.

It was now early November.

Ryan learned about the entire Chantillon defense battle from Calard and Lawn. In the large palace of Curona, the Knight King frowned: "What on earth do the Norscans want to do? You have detected him." What’s your next move?”

"The Wanderer and his dragon boat fleet did not run far, Your Majesty." Raun was quite proud of this victory. There was joy in his voice, but at the same time it also carried a different emotion: "The dragon boat fleet is now Moving back and forth on the surface of the Claw Sea, they seem to be looking for the next possible plunder target, and I have ordered the coast to be more vigilant."

"Can't we deal with those dragon boat fleets?" Ryan felt very irritable in his heart. The Knight King thought that he had finally had a good harvest and could have a good Winter Veil Festival. Why did he suddenly come here?

"Your Majesty, Le Angoulan's navy proved unable to deal with such a huge dragon ship fleet. Even if the opponent suffered heavy losses, there were still five or six hundred dragon ships. This is still the most conservative estimate." Callard also said: "We My suggestion is to dispatch the Poseidon Fleet from the south to support us.”

"Dispatch the Poseidon Fleet from the south to support?" Ryan shook his head: "I understand the barbarians. If we mobilize the Poseidon Fleet, they will flee. We need to comprehensively evaluate what we should do, and also figure out why the barbarians came. "

"This seems to be an instruction from the Chaos Gods." Kalad said to Ryan. The Earl of Garament had a serious expression: "During the duel between me and Ulfric, it seemed that the other party recognized me as you. It can be known from his words that the first goal of leading his army here was to attack Kurona, and the second was to challenge His Majesty to a duel, and judging from his final choice to retreat, the first goal should be more important than the second goal."

"That's not surprising." Ryan was still full of doubts. Aren't the Norscans going to duel with the dark elves? Why are you suddenly turning around to attack the Kingdom of Knights now? And the scale is so big?

Thinking of this, Ryan felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he had made preparations. Although the town of Chantillon was severely damaged, the town could be rebuilt, and the residents there did not suffer particularly heavy losses.

After arranging some things, the Knight King only felt that he was particularly depressed. The king arranged the task and said to Lawn at the same time: "Norska rarely has a reason to attack us specifically. What do the Empire and Kislev have?" Has the news come?"

"Not yet, Your Majesty." Lawn thought for a while and said a piece of news: "But there is news from Marienburg recently."

"Marienburg?"

"Well, there was a recent negotiation on tariffs and trade in Marienburg... People from us, the empire, dwarves, and high elves were involved. It was originally a very normal negotiation, but in the middle of the meeting, someone suddenly appeared on the scene. There are several Tzeentch demons and Tzeentch cultists!" Lawn explained: "If Archduke Schulz hadn't suddenly shown a very powerful strength, maybe everyone present would have been killed by the Chaos cultists."

"Why didn't you tell me this news?" Ryan immediately caught something.

"Because this was the news an hour ago, Your Majesty." Lawn added: "We just received it."

Ryan's brows furrowed even more tightly. The King of Knights could already feel a big net rushing towards the old world.

At this moment, Beria, who had been silently following behind, seized the opportunity and said: "Your Majesty, this is a conspiracy. Your Majesty, think about it, what will happen if the followers of Tzeentch succeed?"

"It will turn into a dead case, and everyone at the meeting will die." Ryan understood: "If nothing else, a diplomatic conflict will immediately break out between us and the empire, as well as the elves and dwarves. Oh my god!"

"Damn, I feel something is wrong!" The King of Knights immediately ordered: "Cheer up and don't let go of any information. You are right, this is just the beginning! I need more information!"

"yes!"

At the same time, the imperial capital Braunschweig, the Imperial Palace, the private office of Emperor Karl-Franz.

Our great Imperial Emperor is still thinking about how to make use of this great harvest to make the lives of the people of the empire better, how to restore the vitality of his empire and maintain its military strength, when a piece of news like a bolt from the blue arrived. His desk.

"Kislev was defeated in the Battle of Zedevka? Eighty thousand people were lost? The Tsarina ordered that Kislev be abandoned and everyone retreated towards the empire?"

"Already 200,000 people have moved south from the northern Chaos Wasteland? There are still 100,000 Chaos troops gathering, and they are expected to arrive at the empire's border by the end of December at the earliest and late January at the latest?"

"Two to three million refugees are heading towards the northern border? Are Osterland, Nord and Ostermark unable to accommodate them?"

"The new Chaos Eternal God Chosen appears?"

"Her Majesty Katalin has led her court into Bekafen?"

Karl Franz was bombarded by a series of breaking news, and his eyes were filled with stars. The emperor's eyes turned black and he opened his mouth. He simply didn't know what expression he should show, and he didn't know where to start cursing.

Faced with such a terrible invasion, you, the female tsarina, did not ask for help from the empire, but gathered an army to fight on your own?

Forget about being tough, you also sent away Kislev's 80,000 troops, which directly led to the entire country's capable soldiers being basically wiped out?

Even if the entire army was annihilated, you gave up on holding on to those important cities and simply allowed the tide of refugees to flow south and hit the empire's borders?

What are you doing? Do you want the empire to end with you?

"WDNMD!" The emperor finally cursed, and he quickly roared: "Amadeus!!!"

"I'm here, Your Majesty."

"Convene the Imperial Council immediately!!! Pass the news to all the electors, ask them to drop everything they are doing, and send it to Braunschweig immediately!!!" The blood on the emperor's body is pouring on him. gushing on his face.

"Also, copy this message immediately and send it to Kurona...or Musilon and Jean. You must let Knight King Ryan know about this immediately, and send it to the Magic Academy immediately! Ask them to give it to me Stop that damn experiment and teleport immediately!!!"

"Yes!" Amadeus hurried out.

Karl Franz seemed to have exhausted all his strength. He leaned on the pine emperor's throne, and his eyesight went dark.

"May Charlemagne bless the empire~"

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