The Amber Sword

There was a row of golden red columns on the corridor, and the spiral texture was like a flame, and the nun princess passed between the columns, and she was in a bit of a hurry and had to lift the hem of the white nun costume, pure as an angel. Through the inner corridor of the Grand Temple of Andefoule, Magdalene saw the long-awaited Sir Benign in a small courtyard.

Whether she admits it or not, she has a certain fondness for the young man. A man who can abandon his illustrious origins and stand on the side of love and justice in his heart, knowing that such perseverance is easy to win a good feeling wherever it may be, especially if Begnin meets her vision of struggling against destiny without daring to fantasize.

She saw the young man, couldn't help but get a little nervous, and some of the young girls were shy and asked softly, "Sir Begnin, why are you here at this time? ”

“Her Royal Highness would like to know the attitude of the Temple. ”

Knowing that it was natural to answer, Magdalene could not help but be somewhat disappointed: “Still, His Holiness wishes the Temple to remain neutral, and Lord Icahn, although he has a fondness for you, will surely uphold the Wood Priest's decision. ”

“The Temple is unbiased and already the best news for us.” Begnin replied that it was only in front of the princess that he revealed Baiyi Baishun, a young man who was also an enlightened nobleman.

“What's the matter? ”

“The Lions of Tokenin were stupidly moving along the border, and the princess feared that the Temple would want to end the civil war early. ”

The nun frowned and replied softly: "No, Lord Wood cannot support this. But... there may be some changes at the main hall, so I got some news today. ”

“Hmm?”

“Lord Wood's term of office is almost over, and the Temple has sent a successor, along with his successor, the Temple's envoy, and I always have a bad feeling, Mr. Begnin. ”

“What's the successor's name?” I don't see joy or worry on Begnin's face, but I ask.

“I don't know, Mr. Begnin, this is the highest secret of the temple, but I shouldn't be discussing it with you," Magdall glanced at the young man with some apprehension and said in a shadow: “You and Griffin are excellent people, but the world is so unfair, I'm sorry... I can't even help you. ”

Magdalene's face seeped red and stunning all the way down, and even Begnin couldn't help but look at her. The young man smiled and shook his head: "Nothing, thank you very much, Your Highness. By the way, you seem to be in a hurry. What's going on over there? ”

Young people are referring to the inner temple, an area where the Temple's editors are able to set foot. He is a distinguished man who now holds the status of envoy of the princess, but is still unable to set foot. Magdalene listened to him and blushed and nodded: “A noble son came to take up his duties as a knight of the Holy See, as a goddess in the temple, I was theoretically going to stand by. ”

“Oh?” Begnin raised his eyebrows, and he heard the nun's words because of him, she broke the rules of the temple in a small way - which was already a terrible thing for the princess, who had been quiet and gentle since the Book of Wisdom. No man can resist complacency when he hears such words, but the young jazz does not show such complacency, but asks: "Which descendant is chosen to take up office at this time of year? ”

“I don't know, I heard he was introduced to a big man who was supposed to help him preside over the salutation--”

“The priesthood?” Begnin changed his face, and he couldn't help interrupting: “But is it Lord Wood? ”

“Well, unfortunately the Lord Sacrifice is not here. But that young man was also amazing, and he refused Lord Zhuoya's offer. I can see that he really doesn't care about the prize, and very few nobles can think of it now, especially in Eruin.” The nun princess said with some admiration.

“I don't think he may know how much glory he missed," Begnin himself said unbelievably, a little jealous in his heart - how honorable it was to reject the gift of the priest. Of course, he preferred to believe that Brando was a hillbilly, had no idea what the courtesy of the priest meant, and the young jazz took a breath and soon realized his disorientation, shook his head: “Then I will leave, Your Highness. ”

Begnin's demise did not leave a bad impression in Magdalene's eyes, which young man could still calm down when he heard such a thing, even the nun did not believe herself, not to mention that after the liking for each other widened in her heart, a slight flaw became an advantage.

But she remembered one thing and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Begnin, I hear you're here with someone else? ”

Begnin was about to retire and when he heard Magdal ask, he couldn't help but say: "Well, I'm here with Marquis Yuki. I ran into this adult on the way. I didn't expect him to recognize me at first glance. He is nominally His Royal Highness's uncle, and I can't refuse him either. ”

“Well," Magdall nodded softly, hesitating to persuade him: "Youxi… Lord Marquis, he has some bad reviews and he is very close to Prince Leuko… If you can, Mr. Begnin, try to keep your distance from him, lest he be maliciously slandered in the back. ”

Marquis Youxi is nominally the cousin of Obergu VII, although he was the bastard son of a previous generation of kings and did not have the right to inherit the throne. It seems that in order to resist this fate, the Marquis was born slutty, he was badly regarded in the aristocratic circle, he did not even have a fondness for his only niece, and recently, he was mixed up with the brother of His Royal Highness Princess Leuko, who was known to have an unspeakable relationship with the Great Lady of the Sifah family.

Magdalene was born weak, but very averse to such a person, and it was when she heard Sir Begnin walking with such a person that she could not help but sound a reminder.

“I understand,” the young man smiled at her, "thank you, Your Highness. ”

“No.” The nun shook her head, watching as the young jazz retreated, her figure disappeared from the temple and she couldn't help but sigh. She secretly left her post, not knowing if it was joy or worry. She was a quiet and obedient princess in the eyes of the world. At the very beginning, the old bosses of the temple might scold her harshly.

But Magdalene's heart was both disappointed and somewhat secretly excited, and this was the first time she had fought against her true nature. Although it was only a small step, she couldn't help but let her heart in her chest have a tingling stimulus.

The nun turned around and walked back with a fortitude, as if facing a prison. And on the other side, as soon as the young Ser Begnin went out, he couldn't help but ask his own servant beside him, "Where's Marquis Yuki? ”

The waiter answered with some nerve: "I don't know, my lord, Marquis Youxi said he had not come to the Grand Temple of Anderfleur, so he went in alone first. ”

“That fucking wanderer!” Begnin looked black and couldn't bear to bite his teeth.

“Sir, shall we wait for him?” The waiter asked carefully.

“What are you waiting for?” Begnin replied, "He can do whatever he wants, but I hope he doesn't cause too much trouble. We're going back to the manor. Her Royal Highness awaits our news. ”

“Yes, my lord. ”

The attendant hurried to answer.

……

In the quiet room of Anderfüller--

The ritual of the Knight of the Conversion Basilica is much simpler than most would expect, and the temple of flame in the four main temples inherits the style of the King of Flames, Gilt, with simplicity and pragmatism as its virtue. The ritual of conversion of the Chaplain Knight is usually to ask the recipient some questions first. These questions can be the reason the recipient joined the Chaplain Knight, or some doctrine-related knowledge. Brando is well prepared to point religious knowledge (Eruin) to level 10 as early as possible. At this moment when the old priest asks questions, the answer in his heart naturally emerges and is naturally answered.

The more satisfied the older priests were, since the end of the First Jihad, the more the noblemen have floated to the surface with respect to the golden flames. Although the temple remains authoritative, there is no ancient virtue in people's hearts. The struggle for power and money has intensified, and the nobility pursues more means than faith. Young people who have such insights into the teachings of the Temple of Fire are rarely seen, not to say Eruin, but also among the Cruz.

He couldn't help but nod his head and say to Brando: "If not for your unwillingness, I would have liked you to join the temple, and I think you would have been a true saint. You are sober and clean, I have traveled many areas and you are the best young man I have ever met. ”

Brando couldn't help but blush a little. I didn't expect the other side to look up to him. The Holy Knight is a higher title in the Temple of Fire than the Temple Knight, almost equal to the status of regional priest. Brando knew that as long as he nodded his mind, it was likely that he would recommend himself to go to that point, and that the rights and status of a holy knight in Eruin were simply unimaginable to the average man, like a Wood priest, who could be described as transcendent and equivalent to a king.

Brando wanted to say that his heart was impossible without a moment, but he didn't care that if he joined the Temple of Fire, he would have to accept the arrangements of the General Temple and would not be able to intervene in the affairs of Eruin. Besides, the Temple of Fire itself was not as clean as it seemed, and Brando knew that better than anyone, so he shook his head and said no.

“Too bad.” The elderly priest sighed, but he saw the good young man see only the joy of hunting. He picked up the pebble stained with holy water and placed it on Brando, ready to take Brando's oath of office with one hand on the teachings of the Temple of Fire.

But this is when a man suddenly walks out of the inner palace and stops the elderly priest from saying:

“Slow down. ”

Brando turns back to the priest and finds that the man who came is Lord Wood.

… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)