wjnovel Chapter 192
Chapter 192
Chapter 192
In this strange world, although the technology is far less developed than in the previous life, the magnificent buildings in this world are not inferior to the previous life.
In the eastern world, the most magnificent city is undoubtedly the imperial capital of Great Xia, "Tianji City". That huge city is enough to make everyone who has seen it unforgettable.
In the western world, the most magnificent city is not the capital of the most powerful "Kingdom of Swords and Roses" among the four empires, nor is it the legendary "City of Chaos", but the capital of the Western Holy See, "Mary Joya".
This legendary city standing in the long river of history has gone through hundreds of years of history. The "dark age" that swept the entire western world more than 100 years ago plunged the entire western world into chaos and war. Families were torn apart, and countless lives were lost. However, no matter how the situation changed, the flames of war never reached the capital of the Holy See in the West, "Marygeia". This legendary city was not affected by the "Dark Age" at all. Influence.
Even when the "Tulip Empire" was the most powerful hundreds of years ago, although there were countless times of secret friction between the two, and the matter ended with the concession of the Holy See, the "Tulip Empire" still did not dare to fight Lit to "Marygeia."
Stronger than the "Tulip Empire", it only existed for more than 200 years, and until more than 100 years after the demise of the "Tulip Empire", the Holy See was still active on the Western Continent, and became the strongest force on the Western Continent, without... one.
Mariejoia at night is the most beautiful city in the entire Western world.
A series of castles stand at the end of the street. The dark night and the bright lights in the city form a sharp contrast, giving people a strong sense of contrast.
Temple, Tamosa.
If Mariegioa is equivalent to the imperial city in the Eastern world, then Tamosa is equivalent to the imperial palace within the imperial city.This is the residence of the Pope, and it is also the core place of the entire Western Holy See. Countless orders, large and small, are transmitted from here, and then spread to the entire Western world.
As the ground continued to vibrate, a knight drove a fierce horse directly into the wide square, and then saw that the knight tightened the harness, and the high-speed horse raised all four hooves, and sprayed from its nose. There was a burst of white air, and then a long cry came from the mouth. The fierce horse that was running at high speed stopped instantly, and then the horseshoe wrapped by the horseshoe hit the ground hard, making a burst of violent noise.
From running fast to stopping in an instant, this fierce horse only took one breath before and after, which means that in addition to the knight on the fierce horse must have superb riding skills, the fierce horse he sits on must also be The rare BMW is absolutely impossible for ordinary horses. The huge impact generated from running at high speed to an instant stop is enough to burst the blood vessels in those fierce horses instantly.
Putting his body on the horse's back, the figure of the knight landed on the ground cleanly.
He was wearing the most standard armor of the Templar Knights. His long blue hair had been stained with a lot of dirt due to the long-distance riding. There was an unconcealable fatigue in his eyes, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.
The bitter cold wind blew on the knight's face, but his expression didn't change at all, but the cloak woven with flax thread behind him began to dance non-stop with the cold wind, like a The flag is average.
His body landed on the clean ground. The knight did not bother to lead his beloved horse to the stable. His eyes fell on the majestic building in the distance that was located in the mountain peaks and was obscured by white clouds.
Shaking his head, the knight straightened out his thoughts again. After running for such a long time, whether it was his strong body or firm will, he couldn't hold on any longer. Every muscle in his body felt like a wave of sleepiness flooding into his mind.
But he couldn't care so much. Dots of white light radiated from everywhere on the knight, and then quickly enveloped his whole body.
Surrounded by bursts of white light, the knight's body suddenly seemed much more relaxed, but just as the white light emerged, it quickly became flickering again.
Looking at the weird changes on his body, the knight was also very clear that his body was approaching the limit, but he had no time to stop at all.
Taking a deep breath and looking at the layers of white jade stairs in front of him, the knight's figure began to move quickly.
The figure was running rapidly, the blood vessels in his body were trembling, and the sound of breathing in his nose was getting louder and louder. Passing through the stairs, the knight gasped for breath while tremblingly handing over the pass in his hand. The knights who guarded outside the palace.
After being allowed to enter, the figure of the knight turned quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the gate of one of the palaces, and knocked on the door with his palm a few times. The world kept changing, and then his head sank, and his strong body fell to the ground with a "bang".
Countless candlelights illuminated the room, and each candle was lit on the candlestick, constantly emitting light and heat.
A figure in a red robe stood in the middle of the room, staring forward with a pair of eyes, but there was nothing there.
The surroundings were quiet, not a single sound came out, but at this moment, the "creak" sound of the wooden door being pushed open broke the tranquility.
A man covered by a robe walked over cautiously, then bent over and respectfully handed a piece of paper engraved with thorns and flowers to the archbishop in red.
He casually opened the piece of paper representing the top-secret news and glanced at it for a few times. The red archbishop's expression remained unchanged, and he just asked lightly: "Where did the news come from?"
"It came from the Archbishop in the port of Kosovo and came back through a Templar who traveled day and night."
"What about the Templar?"
"Maybe it's because of being too tired. When I arrived here, I was already in a coma."
"Oh? You can be regarded as a loyal believer. Pass my letter. After the knight wakes up, I will give him a third-class knight medal."
Hearing the cardinal's words, a hint of envy flashed across the face of the man whose figure was completely covered by the robe, and then hurriedly replied: "Yes."
Although the third-class knight medal is only the lowest medal among the knight medals, it is unknown how many people fought for such a knight medal.
There are too many people who have lost their lives for the belief in their hearts, but they have no chance to get such a knight medal until after they die.
From the man's point of view, although the knight had suffered a lot, it was a bit lucky to get a knight's medal just because of this.
There are three levels of knighthood. The awarding of the third-level knighthood requires the consent of the red archbishop. The second-level knighthood can only be awarded by the pope. The most advanced first-level knighthood must be nominated by the pope, and the next five red knights Archbishop Yi all agrees, and only those who have made great contributions to the Holy See can obtain it.
Since the Holy See established the medal system hundreds of years ago, the number of first-class knighthoods issued by the Holy See can be counted on one hand. Most popes have never had the opportunity to award first-class knighthoods throughout their lives.
The medal represents not only honor, but also the power that corresponds to it. The power controlled by a knight with a third-level knight's medal is not much worse than that of an archbishop of a branch temple, and a person with a first-level knight's medal, The power is probably greater than that of a cardinal.
After the figure of the man shrouded in the robe retreated slowly, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the red-clothed archbishop: "Is the Witch God Cult? Has it finally moved again..."
In the quaint room, there are no tables, chairs, beds and other furniture. On the extremely smooth marble floor, except for a futon that exudes a burst of fragrance, there are only three pieces of mercury nearly two meters high. A mirror, and... a gilt censer.
The mercury mirror is located next to the futon, and three mercury mirrors exactly surround the futon in the middle.In the incense burner, there is a stick of "dragon blood incense" about [-] centimeters long. Even ordinary nobles will never be able to buy this kind of high-end thing that can calm the mind. Each stick of "dragon blood incense" is The manufacturing processes are extremely complicated and cumbersome, and they are all produced by personnel under the Holy See. Even if some people want to imitate them, they cannot succeed at all.
Except for the use of some senior members of the Holy See, only a small part of the "dragon's blood incense" is leaked out every year, and this part of the "dragon's blood incense" that is leaked out is frantically sought after by the nobles every time.
Sitting on the futon was a man who looked about 27 or [-] years old. The man's face was square, and his brows revealed a sense of justice.
The man was wearing a white robe, his eyes were always closed, his neatly long hair was tied behind his back, his knees were crossed in front of him, and the palms on his legs were forming strange seals one after another. The man His breath is extremely long, and he only exhales once every tens of breaths.
After the man took another breath, the wooden door made of sandalwood was slowly pushed open, and the red archbishop from before walked in with steady steps.
Seeing this figure, the man immediately stood up, then touched his head with his broad palm, and said a little awkwardly: "Teacher, why are you here?"
"Achilles, you are still so hardworking!" Seeing the shy, burly man who looked like a child in front of him, the archbishop in red also had a few flashes of love in his eyes, and a pair of old palms unconsciously touched the man's head.
The burly man named "Achilles" was more than 1.9 meters tall. The red archbishop's palm could not reach the opponent's head. Seeing the opponent's movements, "Achilles" immediately bent down.
"Achilles" looks ordinary, without any characteristics. He looks extremely simple and honest. If there is anything special about him, it is that he is much taller than the average person.
But who would have thought that this ordinary-looking young man in front of him turned out to be the owner of a second-level knight medal, and even defeated the so-called strongest among the third-level powerhouses three years ago "Atarea" established his status as the strongest among the third ranks in one fell swoop.
This out-of-the-box knight of the Holy See did not have any record before this, but his first shot directly defeated the prestigious "Atarea" before that.
After that, the news of "Atarea's" defeat was like a hurricane, completely shocking the entire Western world. At the same time, the name of "Achilles" quickly spread to all directions, and he and " Atarea's shocking battle has been rumored to be miraculous by countless people.
But what no one expected was that since that battle, "Achilles" had completely disappeared, as if he had completely evaporated. Some people said that the secret opponents of the Holy See were afraid of the opponent's potential and sent countless masters to kill him. Assassination, but who would have thought that after defeating "Atarea", this knight who was known as the strongest third-tier knight would practice hard in the Holy See for three full years.
"Achilles, my dearest child, what will you do if someone desecrates the majesty of the Lord?" the archbishop in red said with his palm on the knight's head, his face extremely serious.
"I will crush the heads of my enemies with the sword in my hand, and wash away the shame with their blood." Hearing the question from the archbishop in red, Achilles said with his right hand on his chest, his face extremely solemn.
"Very well, my child, now in the port of Kesovo in the "Socria Empire", another group of blasphemers have appeared, and they have also formed an evil sect called "Witch God". I need you Go there and clear these blasphemers away."
"Okay, teacher, I will cleanse all blasphemers with blood."
"My child, although the blasphemers are extremely hateful, we have to admit that they possess extremely powerful power. When you arrive at the port of Kesovo, someone will help you, but before you leave, you You have to bring this with you."
Looking at the ordinary-looking object in the hands of the archbishop in red, which was only a few tens of centimeters in length, Achilles' originally calm gaze flashed an inconceivable meaning.
"Does the Pope agree?" The young knight looked at the items in front of him again, and then confirmed again.
"It's natural."
“The glory of the Lord is everywhere!”
"The glory of the Lord is everywhere!" Achilles put his palm on his chest and said sincerely. At this time, his face was filled with extremely holy light.
(End of this chapter)