Blood of the Scorching Sun was a passive skill. Any enemy that dealt melee damage to a Templar Knight would receive 5% of the damage dealt per level. At level 15, the damage dealt would reach 75%. Although this damage was also considered magic damage and fire damage, which could be offset by various resistances, it was still enough to give a Templar's opponent a headache. After all, a Templar was a tank-type class. If you slashed at a Templar, you might end up receiving more damage than the Templar.
Crown of Thorns, on the other hand, was an active offensive skill. This skill had two states: continuous and active. When it was in effect, it consumed less mana per second. Its purpose was to increase the Templar Knight's own endurance and resistance. Endurance referred to immunity to poison and special damage, while resistance referred to immunity to magic. Once a Templar Knight actively activated this skill, all his defense, resistance, and endurance would be converted into attack power for a short period of time.
This period of time was very short, and after the effect ended, the Templar Knight would have a long period of weakness with zero defense and zero resistance. However, during the duration of this skill, the Templar Knight's combat power would be increased by 200%. Players jokingly called it Mad Dog Mode. This skill was the core of the Templar Knight's explosive power. In fact, Brando had never liked this kind of skill, but it was definitely an unexpected surprise to be able to draw two core skills from the vast number of skills available in each profession.
This was also one of the powers of a high-ranking cleric presiding over the ceremony. Brando could not help but glance at Archbishop Wood. The Archbishop, who stood at the peak of power in the Anderla Cathedral, did not have much of an expression on his face. In fact, the whole ceremony only lasted for a moment. Then the old man nodded to him and said, "You may rise."
The restless law in the quiet room seemed to have quieted down in an instant. The previous feeling of divine power filling the room was now gone. It was as if everything before was just an illusion.
"The Lion Beastmen of Toquinin in the north are ready to make a move. The Holy Cathedral will not allow Erouine to cause trouble for too long. My term is coming to an end, and the Holy Cathedral may send a new high priest to replace me." Wood waited for Brando to stand up and continued the previous topic. He didn't seem to care about hosting the class change ceremony for Brando, and the focus of the conversation was repeatedly on this matter.
When Brando heard this, he suddenly took it seriously. He knew that the Archbishop had always advocated that the Holy Cathedral should be independent from the affairs of the other countries and maintain a detached attitude. This was also the case when it came to the internal strife in Aouine. Did the Archbishop suddenly mention this to him to say that his successor might not be on the same page as him? Thinking of this, he could not help but look suspiciously at this powerful figure.
Archbishop Wood was noncommittal.
"I heard that you support Erouine's princess?" the old man asked.
Brando did not avoid this and only nodded.
"The princess is weak now. If she wants to rule Aouine, I'm afraid this kingdom will fall into a long period of turmoil. Unless she can persuade Duke Arreck, then the originally wavering Viero and Radner will lean towards the Royal Faction. "The old man's eyes fell on Brando," But do you think this can really help this ancient kingdom? "
Brando shook his head. This was exactly what he wanted to stop. He could clearly see how things would develop in the future. Once the princess reached an agreement with Arreck, she would have no choice but to compromise with the conservative nobles. The Royal Faction around her was unreliable, just like the pillars in this crumbling house had already rotted from the inside. No matter how they replaced the pillars, it would not be of any help. Perhaps it could save the situation for a while, but in the long run, it would be of no help.
Brando was not a prophet, but he had seen all this play out with his own eyes. It was like the rise and fall of a stage play, but he was in it.
The Archbishop of Anderla Cathedral looked at him again.
"So, you understand?"
Brando suddenly realized that this was what the Archbishop wanted to say. The Holy Cathedral would not let the civil strife in Erouine drag on for too long, and once the princess could not gain the upper hand in a short time, the Holy Cathedral was likely to intervene. Although Wood himself did not advocate this, there was no guarantee that his successor would do the same. Thinking of this, he could not help but look up at the old man.
"Tulman is my old friend, and Erouine is also his homeland. He does not want to see his homeland fall, so I naturally have to help him. Besides, this does not contradict my views. Young man, my old friend has bet part of his chips on you, so I don't mind staying in Ampere Seale for a while longer. But time is limited, and the Holy Cathedral is not something I can control. At most, I will try to buy some time. " He looked at Brando and said, "There is not much time left for you. From today, I can see that you are a smart person. I believe you can understand what I mean."
Brando took a deep breath and finally understood the relationship between the two. However, he did not expect Tulman to have the Holy Cathedral of Ampere Seale on his side. Although the time was short, it was a great advantage for his actions. This surprise really fell from the sky, and it was even bigger than when he got the Paradise of Adversity card set.
He nodded to Archbishop Wood and said, "I understand."
"It's good that you understand. To the outside world, just use your original excuse. You should know that if the reputation of the Holy Cathedral is tarnished, the revenge that will follow is not something your territory can bear. Even Erouine is the same. "The Archbishop said expressionlessly.
Brando was of course aware of this. He did not want to alarm this important person, but he did not expect Tulman to have arranged everything early. Brando remembered that he did not talk much with William and the Great Scholar in the Loop of Trade Winds. However, the Great Scholar was indeed the former leader of the Silver Alliance. He guessed his intentions with just a little clue. But Brando was more curious about what the Great Scholar thought of him. If the Great Scholar really thought that he could save Erouine, then he only needed to stand on his side. With the Great Scholar's influence, the Princess's side could at least obtain the same power as the many nobles in the north.
However, the Great Scholar chose to help from the side. What was he trying to do? Was it because he said that the Silver Folk were not willing to intervene in the affairs of the mortals? Brando felt that this might not be the case. Otherwise, the future Wizards would not be fighting over the ancient slate.
… …
In the end, Brando stayed for about half an hour in the quiet room of the Anderla Cathedral for the Templar Knight's profession change. This was because the process of a Templar Knight's profession change took about this long. In addition to the ceremony itself, the priest who presided over the ceremony would also ask the Knight some questions after the profession change. But Wood skipped this step and only talked to Brendel about the situation in Aouine. Brendel was not too worried about the Lion Beastmen and their successors, especially when Wood reminded him of the speculations about the Lion Beastmen and their successors.
Because he knew what would happen in the future.
In history, the change of the Diocese of Ampere Seale would at least have to wait until next year. The Lion Beastmen of Toquinin would not dare to easily invade the territory in the short term unless there was a change in history. However, in fact, his impact on the whole history was not as big as he thought. At least, Brando did not think that what he had done before could affect Erouine or even some of the decisions of the Holy Cathedral.
This was a little too ridiculous.
After half an hour, Brando bid farewell to the Archbishop of Ampere Seale and left. In fact, he did not mind staying here for a while, but staying here for too long would arouse suspicion. Besides, although the idea of becoming a Templar Knight had come to him when he was in the suburbs of Fortress Riedon, it was after all just an interlude in his many plans. Next, Brando was preparing to go to the largest auction house in Ampere Seale. He still had a painting of Princess Anyao that he had not sold yet. This art piece was priceless in the eyes of those who knew its value, but for someone like Brando who had no artistic talent, it was just equivalent to the funds needed for the future development of his territory.
If he told others about this idea, he would probably be called the most vulgar noble in Erouine the next day, even worse than the nouveau riche. Fortunately, Brando never thought of himself as a noble. The so-called noble identity was nothing more than an excuse for him to hide his actions.
But what troubled Brando was that the auction house in Ampere Seale was just like other noble gatherings. Without a certain status, it was impossible to participate in that circle. He knew that the owner of the auction house was a member of the Chamber of Commerce in Ampere Seale, a middle-aged man called Donner. He had a title in name, but this gentleman was very rich, and it was not easy to meet him. Besides, the other party had his own way of collecting auction items, and it was not easy for Brando to participate in it.
He did not know much about the affairs of the noble circle, and was about to ask Amandina who was waiting outside. In their group, probably only this noble lady knew more about the nobles in Erouine. But before he could walk out into the courtyard, he heard a woman's angry voice.
"Sir, please show some respect, this is the Holy Cathedral of Fire!"
Brando was stunned, and subconsciously thought that the two ladies who came with him were in trouble. But after listening carefully, he realized that he did not recognize this woman's voice. He could not help but be slightly stunned. Who was outside? Where did Amandina and Scarlet go?
… … (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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