For Alfred Frey, the person in charge of Freya's ancient church district, his identity was very special. On one hand, he was a member of the church, the patriarch of the Western Brittany Diocese. On the other hand, he was the actual owner of Freya's ancient church district. This formed a structure similar to a political party. Alfred Frey was an existence that could cover the sky with one hand. In fact, the knights and the church of the Lake Lady were quite dissatisfied with Laing's appointment. They felt that the power given by Laing was too great.
Laing himself didn't care. Firstly, he understood Alfred Frey. Secondly, this ancient church district was Alfred Frey's fief and not a hereditary fief. Laing never said that it was hereditary. The Church of Justice also had a rule that the clergy of the Church of Justice couldn't be hereditary. Although this rule was repeatedly opposed or questioned by many cardinals and cardinals, Archbishop Vikma and Emperor Karl-franz were very insistent on it. They wouldn't allow the church to evolve further.
Even so, Alfred Frey's ancient church district still attracted a large number of immigrants from the Empire. After all, Alfred Frey's identity and the authority of the Church of Justice naturally made people feel close to him. Archbishop Vikma also sent a small group of 12 Holy Knights, a group of priests and a group of paladins to the ancient church district to assist Alfred Frey.
"A lad from Kislöw who came here with his family. He doesn't have much ability." Alfred Frey was currently wearing a pure white and gorgeous patriarch's robe. Despite being over 40 years old, he still retained his original enthusiasm and vitality. Under the robe was the standard armor of the Brunswick Workshop of the Church of Justice. Alfred Frey explained the situation to Laing, "Originally, he was doing some proper grape farming and vodka brewing, but his skills weren't good enough. Naturally, the grapes he planted couldn't be compared to the local grapes in Brittany. As for vodka, the people here don't drink it."
"Later on, he found out that many locals liked to see him sell things live. This guy catered to everyone's liking and performed whatever they liked. As a result, in the past few months, his business has improved. Some people even joked that he obtained Mu Xilong's wealth password." Alfred Frey said a little awkwardly, "I want to say that he actually used … …"
"Vanity, everyone has it." After Knight King left, Suria held Laing's arm and smiled, "Just like how I like Laing to praise me."
"It's like this, madam." Alfred Frey shrugged.
Under the protection of the Old Guard, Knight King and the others walked towards Alfred Frey's castle of the Church of Justice in Brittany. The local residents rushed to the open space to watch and applaud and cheer. People offered flowers and ribbons to this legendary Brittany army. Some women and children even tried to stuff eggs and bread into their hands, but the Old Guard shook his head and refused when he saw that Laing didn't say anything.
Alfred Frey's castle was named the Balance Castle. It was a fortress built on a mountain and also functioned as a temple. It had a total of three floors and seventy to eighty rooms. It looked like a military camp and a monastery, but it didn't look like a residence. And it was here that Laing saw a person who shouldn't have been here.
He had a big bald head and wore a tattered battle priest robe with a newly refurbished battle priest armor. In his hand was a war hammer that shone with pure golden light. His expression was firm to the point of arrogance. Even when he saw people of noble status like Laing and Suria, he only nodded to greet them.
He came to bid farewell to Alfred Frey, "I've troubled you, my friend. I think it's time for me to leave."
"Luther, I suggest you stay here," Alfred Frey said seriously, "You know how many people in the Empire want to make trouble for you."
"I will become the nightmare of every corrupted priest, the punishment of every weak believer, and the nemesis of every evil worshipper. They are the ones who are afraid, not me." The battle priest's aura was faint, and there was a holy energy surging around him. This reminded Laing of many things. "I can't stay here for too long. I'll bring you too much trouble. Alfred Frey, I wish you good luck. May your judgment be as fair as the balance … and His Majesty Laing, I wish you continue to fight evil, but don't go astray."
After that, the battle priest left directly. He didn't have any luggage except for a bag on his back and a scroll on his waist.
After walking out, Laing asked Alfred Frey curiously, "Luther Huss? Why is this guy here? "
"He killed several bishops and priests in the Empire who embezzled the tithes of their believers. Although the evidence was conclusive, he was still accused by many people. Many people in the Empire want him dead, so His Majesty Vikma sent him out to lie low for a while." Alfred Frey sighed, "He wanted to come here to see if there was a chance to preach."
"You support him?" Laing asked meaningfully.
"I sympathize with him, but I don't support him." Alfred Frey gestured for Laing to step aside and talk. The Patriarch and the Paladin Captain brought Laing and Suria to a remote balcony. Alfred then said in a low voice, "Do you know what he suggested I do?"
"Do what? Overthrow the decadent Church of Justice? "Laing smiled.
"He suggested that I establish a new Church of Justice here in Brittany, in the Ancient Church of Freya, and eliminate the decadent elements of the original Church of Justice. It will only follow the teachings of the Lord as the most basic code. He suggested that we abandon the intermediaries of priests and priests and directly comprehend the inspiration of Emperor Charlemagne." Alfred smiled bitterly.
"Pfft! Is he trying to overthrow the Church of Purity? Or does he want your church to become the East and West Churches? "Laing couldn't help but laugh. Knight King couldn't help but ask," You're the West? What's on the other side? The Holy Lord? "
"The Church of Purity, the East and West Churches? What's that? " Alfred Frey 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 have to change hands, Laing thought. He knew Alfred Frey well. His good friend wouldn't do such a thing. Alfred Frey had climbed up from the bottom of the paladins. He knew what he wanted and who he should be responsible to.
"Alfred, I'll call you that just like Laing." Suria took the initiative to take over the topic. The queen signaled the attendants to bring a generous gift, "I want to congratulate you on your marriage. Although it's a little late, I still have many gifts for you. Please don't refuse. This is a gift from me and Laing."
In the face of the Queen's insistence, Alfred finally accepted it. Leon then said, "Speaking of which, Ah Fu, what are you going to name your child?"
"Name?" Alfred Frey laughed and pointed at Laing. "You want to be the child's Godfather?"
"Is there a problem?" Laing asked.
"There's no problem. It's just that the Great Teacher, Hans Reitdorf, has already reserved it." Alfred Frey shook his head, "Ingrid is too noisy. I'll let her go to the hot springs. Do you have any good suggestions for the child's name?"
"Name?" Laing felt a little regretful. He then remembered something, "Alfred, I remember your surname is Wayne, right? So, Bruce Wayne, what do you think? "
"Bruce Wayne?" Alfred Frey agreed, "Sounds good! Good name! "
"Hahaha, of course, I'll give him a good name!"
At night, Laing stayed in the Balance Castle and had dinner with Alfred Frey. Alfred Frey's life was relatively simple, but Laing was very used to it. He took advantage of this opportunity to inspect the ecology and situation of the ancient church. In the end, Laing was quite satisfied. Alfred Frey was very familiar with the rules and unspoken rules of the Church of Justice. With the support of Laing and Archbishop Vicmar, the priests and Paladins sent by the Church of Justice had no chance to play any tricks. Those who should be fired were fired, those who should be punished were punished, and those who should be transferred were transferred.
These guys were very obedient.
After two days of inspection, the Knight King's team left. On the way back to Muxilon, Laing was still chatting with the Lake Nymphs and Suria in the carriage when a messenger hurriedly delivered a sealed letter.
"Who is it?" The Old Guard stopped the messenger, "What's the matter?!"
"There's an urgent military matter that must be delivered to His Majesty immediately!"
"What is it?" Laing took the letter from Davu. He opened it and read for a while. His expression immediately changed, "Seriously, they won't give us any peace."
"What happened, Laing?" Suria poked her head out of the carriage window and asked Laing.
"Our vacation is over, Suria." Laing put down the letter, "Something big happened in the north."
"Change the route and arrange for a ship to go to Colona immediately!"
"Yes, sir!"
… I'm heading for the Culona section line immediately …
About a week later, Leon finally arrived at Kurona after hurrying for a while.
At this time, it was already early November.
Leon learned about the whole process of the defense of Shantiron from Kalad and Lauren. In the spacious palace of Culona, the Knight King frowned. "What are the Nosikas trying to do? Have you found out what they're going to do next?"
"The Wanderer and his fleet of dragon ships didn't go far, Your Majesty." Ron was quite proud of this victory. His voice was filled with joy, but at the same time, there was a different emotion. "The dragon ship fleet is now moving back and forth on the surface of the Claw Sea. They seem to be looking for the next possible plundering target. I have ordered the coast to be vigilant."
"Can't you deal with those dragon ship fleets?" Leon felt very irritated. The Knight King thought to himself that it was not easy for him to have such a great harvest. He could finally enjoy the Winter Veil Festival. Why did this happen all of a sudden?
"Your Majesty, the navy of Le-Angoulang proved unable to deal with such a large fleet of dragon ships. Even though the enemy has suffered great losses, they still have five to six hundred dragon ships. This is the most conservative estimate," Kalad said, "We suggest that the Sea God's Fleet be sent from the south as reinforcements."
"Send the Sea God's Fleet from the south?" Laing shook his head. "I know the barbarians. If we send the Sea God's Fleet, they will run away. We need to think about what to do and figure out why the barbarians are here."
"This seems to be an order from the gods of Chaos." Kalad said to Laing with a serious expression. "During my duel with Ulfric, he seemed to have mistaken me for you. From what he said, he led the army here to attack Culona and duel with Your Majesty. Judging from his decision to retreat in the end, the first goal should be more important than the second."
"That's not strange." Laing was still doubtful. Weren't the Northka people going to duel with the dark elves? Why did they suddenly turn around and attack the Knight King's Kingdom? And on such a large scale?
Laing felt a little relieved. Fortunately, he had made preparations. Even though Shantiron was badly damaged, the town could be rebuilt. The loss of the residents there was not particularly great.
After arranging a few things, the Knight King felt extremely stifled in his heart. After the King arranged a mission, he turned to Laun and said, "Noska rarely has a reason to attack us. Is there any news about the Empire and Kislev?"
"Not yet, Your Majesty." Laun thought for a moment and said, "But there is news from Marlin Castle recently."
"Marlin Castle?"
"Yes, there was a recent negotiation about tariffs and trade in Marlin Castle. We, the Empire, the dwarves, and the high elves all participated. It was supposed to be a normal negotiation, but halfway through the meeting, several Tzeentech demons and Tzeentech cultists suddenly appeared!" Lauren explained, "If it weren't for Duke Schultz's sudden display of strength, perhaps everyone present would've been killed by the Chaos Cultists."
"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Laing immediately grasped something.
"Because it was an hour ago, Your Majesty," Laun added. "We just received it."
Clayon's brows furrowed even more tightly. The Knight King could already feel a large net pouncing towards the Old World.
At this moment, Berliat, who had been silent all this while, seized the opportunity and said, "Your Majesty, this is a conspiracy. Your Majesty, think about it. If the Tzeentech cultists succeed, what will the outcome be?"
"It will become a case without any clues. Everyone present at the meeting will die." Laing expressed his understanding. "Other things aside, there will be a diplomatic conflict between us and the Empire. There will also be elves and dwarves. Oh my god!"
"Damn it, I feel like something is wrong!" Knight King immediately ordered. "Stay alert and don't let go of any information. You are right, this is just the beginning! I need more information! "
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
At the same time, the capital of the Empire, Brunswick, the Empire Palace, Emperor Karl-franz's private office.
Our great Emperor was still thinking about how to improve the lives of the people of the Empire with the help of this great harvest, how to restore the vitality of the Empire and maintain the military strength of the Empire when a piece of shocking news arrived on his desk like a bolt from the blue.
"Kislöw was defeated in the battle of Zedevka? 80,000 people lost? Female Tsar gave the order to abandon Kislöw and retreat to the Empire? "
"200,000 people from the Chaotic Wastelands in the North are heading south? 100,000 Chaotic Wastelands are gathering. They are expected to reach the borders of the Empire as early as the end of December, or late January at the latest? "
"Two to three million refugees are heading to the North? Auster, Nord, and Austermark are unable to take them in? "
"A new God of Chaos has appeared?"
"Her Majesty Katarín has led her court into Becafen?"
Karl-franz was bombarded by a series of shocking news. He opened his mouth, not knowing what expression to show. He didn't even know where to start cursing.
Female Tsar didn't ask for help from the Empire in the face of such a terrifying invasion. Instead, she gathered an army to fight it head-on?
Not only that, but she also gave away 80,000 soldiers of Kislöw, which led to the annihilation of the entire country's soldiers?
Not only that, but she also gave up on defending the important cities and allowed the refugees to attack the borders of the Empire?
What are you doing? Do you want the Empire to die with you?
"WDNMD!" The emperor finally swore. He quickly roared, "Amadeus!"
"I am here, Your Majesty."
"Summon the Empire's parliament immediately! Spread the news to all the Kurfürst. Tell them to drop everything and teleport to Brunswick immediately! "The emperor's blood was gushing to his face.
"Also, copy this news immediately and send it to Colona … or Mu Xilon, Zeon, and let the Knight King and Laing know about this immediately. Send it to the Magic Academy immediately! Tell them to stop their damned experiments and teleport immediately! "
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Amadeus quickly walked out.
Karl-franz seemed to have used up all his strength. He leaned on the emperor's throne and his vision turned black.
"May Charlemagne bless the Empire!"
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