Wolfburg Center, Hoffman-Von Busen Mansion, the temporary residence of the Inquisition Court.

The Temple Guardian Ulrich sat behind the table, looking at the table full of bags of flying lions printed on the front and the back of the Wallace gold coins stamped with the big head of Grand Duke Luo Baot, with a blue face.

After receiving a real-name report letter from the Light Elf Silver Hand family yesterday, as the Temple Guard under the judge, Ulrich attached great importance to this situation and immediately sent someone to find out if it was true.

Normally, God's return to God and mortals return to mortals, the Heaven Church's Inquisition should not interfere in such local aristocratic affairs at will. However, both the "Falcon Book" and "Dynasty Nervous" have extremely severe warnings and punishments for such strong underage girls, and the Heaven Church has sufficient reasons to intervene.

Furthermore, it would be fine if it was a report letter from the Holy Empire. The key is that it was a report letter from the Light Elf Silver Hand family. This kind of thing has a particularly significant international impact and has a particularly bad impact on the official image of the Holy Empire. Therefore, there is almost no need to think within the Heavenly Church to start an investigation immediately.

The evidence is conclusive and there is something to do.

What made Ulrich even more angry was that a large bag of Wallace gold coins were found from Baron Stefan's luggage bag, brand new.

You guys, don't pretend, right?

"Are you unwilling to admit your crime? My Baron?" Ulrich shouted at the Baron opposite the table.

Stefan was tied to a chair, and because of hangover, frightened and interrogated, his model-level strength was caught if he could not be fully utilized.

"Now admit that, according to Jupiter's will, we can take a lighter turn."

"My grandpa will come to save me." Stefan said: "You guys wait."

"This has nothing to do with your grandpa."

"He will come to save me."

"My Baron, O Jupiter's Libra, are you unrepentant of the series of mistakes you have made?"

"Wait, wait for my grandfather to come, you are all dead." Stefan leaned forward, his crazy and resentful eyes staring at the guard badge on Ulrich's body. He grinned, and a stench of overnight scent and smell of alcohol sprayed on Ulrich's face: "Look at your badge, it's not easy to be a temple guard, hehe, it's a pity that it's going to leave you soon."

Afterwards, Stefan maintained his ruthless repeater attitude. No matter what Ulrich said, Stefan would say that.

The Temple Guard had no choice but to suppress him and lock him up first.

However, within a few minutes, the noisy sounds were from far to near.

"Who is it? Who caught my grandson and stand up for me!" The Earl of Orlando led a few wolf champions and warriors to break the ball with a very arrogant attitude. The old lord's face was already red at this time, and his turbid old eyes ejaculated with a huge anger. He pushed the paladin who was guarding the door away: "Where is my grandson Stefan, I want to see him!"

Here, it's really! Ulrich quickly stood up and said seriously: "His Earl, your grandson is suspected of being guilty of forcibly X and accepting bribes from overseas forces. We have conclusive evidence, based on..."

"FNNDP!" Orlando slapped Ulrich in the face, and the old Count was furious: "Who said it? Who said my grandson had committed a crime? How dare you catch my people on the land of the evil wolf?"

"We have evidence." The Temple Guard stood up with his face covering his face, and he was furious: "God will not forgive such a person."

"What evidence? This can also be considered evidence. Did you see him committing a crime with your own eyes? That eye? Are you on the scene? Why should you catch my grandson if you are not there?" The Earl of Orlando signaled more soldiers to come in. He grabbed Ulrich's collar: "My grandson cannot be a criminal. How could my Orlando Wolf's grandson be a criminal? I will give you a chance now, and there is room for redeem."

"I can swear to Jupiter that everything your grandson did is true, and the bag on the table is the evidence we found." Ulrich was also angry. Someone dared to break into the courthouse to get people?

"Evidence?" Orlando pushed Ulrich away, and he opened the bag and felt a slap in his heart.

“That’s the evidence.”

"This is evidence of a hammer." The old lord grabbed the bag harshly, put his hands on his hips and roared one after another: "What is the evidence of foreign exchange on his body? I know my grandson myself. Yesterday I was with him in the hotel, why didn't I see any gold coins? Do you know how hard my grandson worked? What was he doing when I was drinking at the bar? He was studying in the room!"

"How can a child who loves studying so much be the criminal you call?"

At the end, the old lord became more and more confident as he spoke. He pointed at Ulrich's nose: "I think you are the corrupt person who has accepted bribes from overseas forces and tries to slander my evil wolf! What I have in my hands is evidence."

"Come on, arrest him for me." More wolves champion warriors rushed in and locked the temple guard Ulrich to the ground. The old lord reached out and pulled out the guard badge on Ulrich: "You don't deserve to wear this thing, you wolves' scum, wait for justice."

The Temple Guard did not expect that things would turn out like this. He was about to defend the Earl of Orlando and punched him in the face again: "There are all evidences and physical evidences. When we arrive at the court of my Principality, I see what else can you make to argue. Remember that the Falcon Book will never wrongly a good person, but will never let a bad person go. Let's talk about anything in the court of my Principality."

The grandson was rescued.

The temple guards who were knocked to the ground saw the contemptuous smile on Baron Stefan's face.

Say it, my grandfather will come to save me.

"take away!"

The Wolf champions warriors escorted Stefan and the Earl of Orlando out of the Hoffman-Von Busson mansion.

When the old lord was about to scold his grandson for his stupidity, he ordered to find out who was harming his grandson, someone stopped them.

He is the imperial judge Huten and the heroic priest Neusttet.

"Someone really dares to take people from the Court of Justice. My Earl, you are so brave." The judge's face was expressionless, but anyone could feel his turbulent anger. Under his command, the religious warriors blocked the road.

"In the name of Jupiter, even if Grand Duke Galhart comes today, don't think so, the warrior of the Inquisition! For Jupiter, for the Holy Empire!"

"In the name of His Majesty Nicholas, for the evil wolf and for the holy empire!"

Fighting in the streets.

…………I am trying to divide the family into a dividing line…………

The next day, leave the mountain road of Wolf Castle.

A group of heavily armed black eagle guards escorted a luxurious carriage and slowly advanced along the roads of the Grey Rock Mountains.

Today is the day of Qiu Hunting. Celisti and Sid escaped from the manor and brought twenty or thirty black eagles guards out of Qiu Hunting.

He changed into a full set of black eagle royal vibrating gold plate armor, a crimson heraldry cloak, and folded up his gorgeous silver-white hair high. The empire's princess Selesti, who showed a heroic look in her eyebrows, looked at Sid, who was sitting opposite him and continued to smile foolishly. He couldn't help but kick Sid's leg from under the table with the tip of his black military boots: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at what happened yesterday, my highness." Sid expected that his real-name report would be effective, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

Yesterday on the street of Wolf Castle, the fierce conflict that caused three deaths and 22 injuries cast a terrifying shadow on the city in late autumn. Orlando, Earl of Wolf, and Imperial Inquisition Hutten and others publicly fought on the street, blood flowing all over the ground.

This is a very bad conflict between secular and religious forces, and bloody incidents, and a slight mishandling of them will lead to very serious consequences.

However, this gave the Imperial Princess an excellent excuse to intervene in local affairs. Celisti immediately seized this hard-won opportunity to personally arbitrate the conflict between the two factions. Faced with the Imperial Princess's attack from the central dynasty, both sides had to take a step back.

The Inquisition forgave the offense of the Earl of Orlando but still seized Baron Stefan. Judge Hutten was tough and demanded that the nobles must give an explanation.

The Earl of Orlando was in a panic and quickly prepared for the wedding. He sent someone to ride a horse to pursue the sergeant Booker overnight, and was forced to agree to the princess' arrangement - Stefan directly married the girl he violated.

This is the judgment given by the princess, which can be accepted by both parties in terms of emotion and reason, and there is still a law to follow.

The Wolfburger people immediately praised Cyristi for her wise and decisiveness, justice and selflessness, and the nobles had nothing to say. The religious forces also looked at this iceberg beauty who had not made any statement before.

"Do you think I'm doing it right?" Seeing that Sid smirked, a hint of blush appeared on her face. She was satisfied with her ability to seize this opportunity and finally extended her influence and a little complacent.

"You are very good at this opportunity. I thought I needed to remind you, but I found it was not necessary." Sid nodded seriously, and he immediately made a compliment: "Your Highness, we are like stars, guarding you like the sun!"

Can't this guy be more sincere? It's so fake that it can't be fake anymore! A black line appeared on the forehead of the imperial princess. She could no longer hold back her iceberg-like state, so she could only immediately pick up the black tea to cover up the corner of her slightly raised mouth.

Finally, I found an opportunity to let this kid know my level.

Unfortunately, Sid, who was slutty, did not pay attention to the princess. What he really was happy with was that after this incident, the attention of the Inquisition was diverted, and now the judge Hutten's attention was all about collecting Stefan's evidence of crime and the upcoming wedding.

I am safe, for the time being.

Seeing that Sid was still smiling and not speaking, the imperial princess suddenly sighed: "My brother once told me that the status of the monarch depends on the strong and lasting tensions and the opposition between interests of various groups. I have always been half-understood before, and I only began to understand what happened yesterday."

"Did your brother tell you that once someone climbs into the position of ruler and maintains it for a certain period of time, then the position will force him to accept the inherent rules, gradually moving away from all other groups and classes of society, and even from the groups he came from and supported?" Sid said casually: "That is, there must be a Lich King."

The inherent rules? Gradually away from them? Need to have a Lich King?

Celesty only felt that the occasional words from Sid's mouth were not only intriguing, but also meaningful and rewarding. As soon as she chewed it, she felt that it contained simple but profound political art.

He is like a mountain of gold, waiting for further exploration by himself.

"Ticticaca~" The carriage was on the mountain road, and both of them were silent. Sid was thinking about what he should do next, while Celisti was thinking about how to continue to explore his personal talents.

"Your Highness, is it still not possible?" Sid asked suddenly.

Celisti understood what Sid meant after a moment of a moment. She couldn't help but look lost on her face: "It's still not possible. Every time I feel the moment when I'm about to succeed, it's... there will be a severe pain in my stomach, and the sublimation power will automatically fade away."

Yes, after a lot of training during this period, Celisti has learned from Sid's mouth how his emperor blood sublimation was.

Sid's sublimation of the royal blood is completely different from what is currently known to the royal family.

According to Cialist's knowledge, whether it is the old emperor or her two brothers, the way they activated the sublimation of the emperor's blood is to concentrate all the Romani blood power on a certain part, causing qualitative changes through quantitative changes, and finally completing the sublimation of the emperor's blood.

But Sid is not like this. According to Sid, his sublimation of the emperor's blood is to release golden divine blood from the heart to control it to spread throughout the body and complete the sublimation.

The Royal Family Method Cialist tried without success. With a try-and-see attitude, Cialist tried Sid's method.

It was indeed useful! Celesti had covered the surface of her body with the sublimation power several times. The best sublimation power of the emperor's blood had spread to her thighs, and golden runes appeared on the surface of the velvet pantyhose.

But it failed in the end.

She didn't know what she was missing, but there was no doubt that Sid's method was more useful. She would improve every time she succeeded, so the Iceberg Beauty seemed in a good mood. She took the initiative to find the topic for the first time: "Tell me, did you take the commission of such investigations when you were a mercenary?"

"Of course I took it."

"How do you do it?" Bad women are like sponges, wanting to draw more from Sid.

"What do you do?" Sid squinted his eyes: "More than 95% of the investigations I have taken have been investigated that suspects my partner cheating and asks me to help find evidence."

"……………” Celisti's delicate body trembled slightly, and the princess tried her best to control her expression. After a full minute, she continued to ask: "What about such an ordinary commission? As a mercenary intermediary, what are you particular about?"

"Of course there is." Sid continued casually: "As a mercenary middleman, when facing different commissioners, there must be different requirements. For example, when facing the commissions of the third and fourth levels, I, a white-haired man, are born to be trustworthy and guaranteed. At this time, I have to raise the price and ask them to pay more, and at the same time tell them to hand it over to me. If they have any objections, it is easy to threaten them as appropriate."

"If you encounter a commission similar to me to the little noble Iquis, you must carefully ask about the task conditions and content and record it, and then judge the difficulty one by one, and try to make the other party feel my level through language and showing my appearance. This situation is a little less profitable, and the vision is long-term."

"So that's how it is." Celisti's noble purple eyes shone brightly, and she leaned forward with her hands on her cheeks: "What if she faces the great nobles? What would you do when facing Nobilis?"

"Nobili has very few commissions, and it is generally not something I can accept, but if there is one, it is not difficult. Pay attention to asking for instructions and reporting on everything, only the employer's will theory is enough. Pay attention to trying to downplay your influence as much as possible in the commission, and act as a good sound tube to make the employer feel that everything is in his control, so that he can feel the pleasure of micro-fitting and the sense of accomplishment of sitting in the castle to win thousands of miles away." Sid smiled and said, "For example, the crossbowman's position is moved forward by 5 meters, and the long spear shield is leaning back by 15°."

"Nobili's orders only need to remember that it doesn't matter whether you can win or not, or whether you can complete it. What's important is that it's enough to let Nobili feel the fun of the operation. If you have enough fun, they will pay."

"Puff~" As soon as Sid finished speaking, the imperial princess was as cold as the stars on the snowy night and finally couldn't hold back. She covered her face with her hands and couldn't help laughing on the spot: "Hahahahahahaha! It's so interesting, so interesting, Sid, you cunning guy!"

"Hahahaha~" The carriage was filled with Celesti's happy laughter, and it even reached outside the carriage.

The black eagle guards looked at me in a daze, and I looked at you. This was the first time they heard such a happy laugh from the iceberg-like princess.

Is the one sitting inside really the princess?

On the way, Sid's slutty words came out one after another, and from time to time, Celisti felt that this investigation trip seemed to be much more fun than the manor.

They stayed overnight in the town of Kilt on the road, and the next day Celesti ordered to rush directly to the Castle of Cogne deep in the Grey Rock Mountains. The Black Eagle guards naturally advised him, but the captain of the guards and Sir Yeshere were not there, and they could not resist Celesti's orders.

Under the gloomy sky, the Castle of Cogné, located in the valley of the mountains, appeared in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!