Chapter 22: Above glory

"How do you prove it?" the old priest asked harshly, "If you are not guilty, why not let the flames prove it?"
God sentence!
Archbishop Rodry's face changed suddenly.
He instantly understood what the other people of the Old Gods sect were preparing to do with the final blow-they were going to force the queen to accept the judgment, and it was the most dangerous fire judgment.
"No way."
Archbishop Rodry shouted decisively before the queen could answer.
He felt gazes from all directions falling on him, those gazes full of surprise and uncertainty, some with anger and spurning that made him painful. The old priest facing him tremblingly pointed at him, his eyes seeming to break his skull.
"Rodri..." He was even more angry than seeing the queen, his lips squirming, "What are you doing?"
Archbishop Rodry's hand was hidden under the cloak, tightly clenched, and he faced the man who had guided him on the path of the gods.
The old priest in front of him is the former deputy head of the Knights of the Temple and also his...
tutor.
What is he doing? What did he do? He had to do this.
The archbishop stood straight in front of the queen: "In 1272, at the Saint Noble Conference, the Father had declared that the Fire, Cold Water, and Hot Iron were all violations of doctrine."
He is fighting his mentor, he is becoming a complete traitor...
"God's judgment is the invention of fools," he said word by word, vetoing the creed that he once believed in. He felt that the altar in the depths of his soul was crumbling and disintegrating. He was falling like all the people who had been spurned. God prescribes the divine judgment, then He will not order that every city should have a judge and a justice of the peace. Those who deny the accusation will be proved guilty by witnesses. God’s judgment is secret and invisible, if everything in the future has not yet happened. Sure, then it’s amazingly stupid to try to assert through abominable duels and stupid behavior.[1]"
"You have been tempted, Rodri." The former deputy commander of the Knights of the Temple looked at him with an old but still sharp gaze, and slowly said, "I know you as my father knows his children. You never knew The one who speaks for the temptress. You are depraved... you are the traitor!"
The wind blew the archbishop's dark black monk's robe, along with the accusation of the teacher.
Under his eagle-winged browbone, steel-blue eyes fell on the cross of the church spire in the distance, every line on his face was pulled hard, and the wind blew his dark monk's cloak.
The voice sounded, unlike himself.
"Bald, don't you dare to violate the doctrine and override the authority of the gods?"
"What did you do to him?" Old Father Bald turned his spiteful gaze to Adele, "How dare you seduce a voter who should belong to God? Make him fall here?! You are just like you Like a mother..."
"Get out of the way, Rodri."
Adele stepped forward blankly.
Seeing Archbishop Rodri hesitating for a while, and after taking a step to the left, Bald's gaze became more and more bitter, but before he spit out more curses, there was a clear sword cry.
Exclaimed.
At an unexpectedly fast speed, the queen snatched the sword from the hand of Count Boluk who was holding the sword beside her. The sword of the country came out of its sheath soundly, cold light lingering, and pointed directly at the old priest Bald.
The curse stopped abruptly.
The heavy national sword was held firmly by the queen, the body of the sword did not move, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throat of the old priest Bald. The sun fell on the long sword, and the tip of the sword glowed with a palpitating light.
"Are you planning to use the sword to conceal the truth?" the old priest said in a deep voice.
"No. My sword, it is only used to protect my people, but if someone betrays Roland and becomes an enemy of Roland, then he is my enemy. Although I am a woman, I will never hesitate to point the sword at him. "The queen looked around at the people around her and raised her voice, "Everyone, with the testimony of the gods, I accuse this person of invading Roland's interests and being a disaster for the country!"
"Slander! Absurd smear!"
The old priest Bald was furious.
"Defilement?" The queen was holding the sword, moving slowly, the tip of the sword pointed from him to the "Brother John" behind him, "I know that you and your brother are self-respectful, and the Saint-Lorraine monastery you established has one One hundred and thirteen monasteries joined. You worship the Holy Spirit and worship the fountain of baptism. Your allied brothers invaded the lake and prohibited civilians from drawing water from the lake when the river dries. Only by paying a lot of money can you get from the "Holy Spring" Earn a star and a half. Heinrich!"
Heinrich stepped forward.
"How many monasteries in Horst County belong to Saint-Lorraine?"
"Eleven."
"How many "Holy Springs"?"
"Thirteen mouths."
"From April to now, how many deaths have been outside the'Holy Spring'?"
"Two hundred and seventy-one people."
Between question and answer, the previous noise of the crowd gradually subsided, and people's eyes moved between the queen, Bald, Heinrich, and Rodri.
"This is what you did for Roland." The Queen's Sword pointed at the last person, "You accuse the drought of me? I also accuse the drought of your cause! In the name of God, the holy spring is widely circled. You are the one who drew the anger of the gods!"
"No! This is your lie. Before joining, the brothers of Saint Lorraine swore to remain loyal and poverty-stricken-you are lying!" Old Father Bald staggered back, shaking his head vigorously.
The queen smiled contemptuously: "If this is the case, if God also protects you, why not grant you a rainstorm to prove your innocence?"
"Wind, rain and thunder are all determined by the gods, how dare mortals try to speculate about God's will?" Bard retorted, "you never want to cover up your sins with this sophistry!"
"Sophistry?" As soon as the queen turned her wrists, the national sword plunged down/into the hard stone face, "God chooses his human spokesperson to rule the country for him, and the monarch is blessed by his miracles. My son The people should not be dragged down by your sins—I will pray to the gods for my people to save the earth with the water of life."
There was a sudden silence around, even the old priest Bald looked at the queen in horror.
what is she doing? Is she crazy?
Archbishop Rodry looked at the queen in disbelief. He could hardly restrain the anger in his heart-he clearly paved the safest way for her, and for this reason he would not hesitate to betray his former mentor and former brother. Bear the charge of "traitor" and "degenerate".
But what did she choose? ! What does she want to do!
Archbishop Rodry almost had to question on the spot, almost unable to restrain his anger and disappointment, but when he saw the queen, all the words disappeared from his throat.
The wind blew across the Royal Avenue.
She folded her hands on a sword that symbolized the empire, her long skirt was scrolling like a war flag that was violently unfolding, the translucent veil was raised by the wind, and the diamonds on it reflected the brilliant brilliance, illuminating it. Red eyes burning like flames.
"Let God judge--
"Who is the criminal!"
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"I don't know what you want to do!"
Almost as soon as the queen returned to the summer residence, Archbishop Rodri could not help quarreling with her. His face was pale with anger, and his voice seemed to be forced out of his throat.
"Do you think it's funny? Look at me like a fool, stand up like a fool!"
"I didn't find it funny," the Queen interrupted him. "Actually, I really appreciate your being able to stand up at that time, Rodri."
There was no smile on her face, her tone was a low tone he had never heard before.
Archbishop Rodry's anger dropped slightly, and he noticed that the Queen's mood was completely different from before. He stopped, pursing his lips to look at the queen standing in the cloister, and found that her gaze was always on the place of Santa Maria Cathedral-a trace of sadness was hidden under her calm.
"There is not necessarily no room for maneuver."
Archbishop Rodry paused, and his voice softened involuntarily.
"The Pope is being harassed by the Free City Rebellion/Rebellion. If you help the Pope quell the rebellion, he will be happy to sign a certificate for you..."
"They are there to judge her." The queen said suddenly. She closed her eyes, and the group of people in black floated in front of her eyes-the mother was removed from the crown and stood under the dome, and ten years later, her daughter was standing. Going to the same place and accepting a similar fate, "They sentenced her to death and deprived her of her identity and honor."
The archbishop stopped talking and stood quietly.
He knew who the queen was talking about.
Sisonia Gray, she is the queen of Roland's Kelly, she took Kelly to Marry Edmund III.
She was an outstanding woman with extraordinary wisdom and beauty. At first, Edmund III loved her and was willing to share her royal power with her. She listed her name after her name and signed it on the document. That period was the most glorious period of the Roland Empire, and it was once called the "Era of Two Kings."
Until a rebellion broke out in the Kelly area, many domestic nobles who were dissatisfied with a foreign woman's interference in politics took the opportunity to build momentum. The queen was accused of
treason
and was regarded as the source of the rebellion to confuse the king with witchcraft.
In the end, she died because of it.
The archbishop suddenly remembered that in the confession room of the day house, the queen's words "...I am the daughter of the twin kings and the king of Roland". Queen Sisonia died for so many years, only her daughter stubbornly remembered the glorious "Twin Kings Era".
The sky gradually darkened.
Archbishop Rodry didn't know what he should say. He was able to recite all the doctrines and decrees of all the scriptures, but he could not recite even a word written by the bard.
He has a dry throat and poor words.
"I don't trust other bishops."
The queen turned to look at him, her tone becoming calm and strong again.
"You will preside over the prayer ceremony."
"it is good."
The archbishop lowered his eyes and said dryly, he felt as if he had swallowed a flame of bitter chagrin.
When they turned a corner, they saw Dalton standing in front of a thin column, looking at them with his back to the light. I don't know how long he has been standing there. The shadow and the stone pillars are stretched very long by the sunlight, and his whole person is shrouded in dark and strange blood.
Seeing him, the archbishop was taken aback and stood in front of the queen.
He finally remembered one thing during the day. During the day, his protection of the Queen might have exposed some things... He also knew Dalton, the leader of the Church of New God, and knew his ability and decisive style. When he saw When he was kidding the Queen, it was impossible to guess who had betrayed him in the previous rebellion.
The hand under the cloak of the archbishop lay on the hilt of the sword.
"Your sword is definitely not as fast as my gun." Dalton slowly raised his head with no expression on his face. "You should arrange the prayer ceremony instead of here, Mr. Bishop."
"You go." Adele ordered.
The archbishop stood straight on the spot, motionless, his gaze rested on the flint/hair/gun on Dalton's waist.
Dalton sneered, took off the gun that was said to be inseparable from him, and threw it into the garden on the left side of the corridor: "You should go and prepare for other things, Bishop."
"Go ahead."
Adele repeated it.
The archbishop's hand slowly moved away from the hilt, and he passed Dalton with a cold face and a bit of anger he didn't know.
Only the Queen and Dalton remained in the corridor.
"Your swordsmanship is excellent." After a while of silence, Dalton said slowly, his voice as soft as babbling, "Perhaps you are also very familiar with the battlefield."
"I know all the battles Roland has experienced in the past 30 years, when they started and ended, how many people participated in the battle, how many people were killed, and what kind of weapons were put on the battlefield." The queen replied, and then asked, " Otherwise, why would I choose you?"
"You have no armor and a sword in your heart."
"What else do you want to ask?" The queen looked at him.
"No, no more."
Dalton said.
...This is what he asked for. He hates those arrogant nobles who stick to the rules, mocks their tactics that should be eliminated, and resents that no one can understand his reform/reform.
He was wrong.
Some people know, some understand, some have the same views as him. But like the people he hated, he ignored them with arrogance and prejudice...like those two documents. If he accepted the appointment letter signed on the 15th instead of the one on the 16th, would things be completely different?
"Go censor those arrested."
Said the queen.
She walked forward without looking back, Dalton looked at the shadow of her leaving, not having the courage to ask the question.
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The day of prayer finally arrived.
August 28.
The sky is clear, not to mention the dark clouds, there is not even a small white cloud, the sun is scorching the ground. The road from the Summer Palace to St. Mary’s Cathedral was almost crowded. When the Queen walked across the stone road under the protection of soldiers headed by Dalton, she could hear the humming of the crowd.
"heresy……"
"Miko... She lied, and God didn't protect her."
...
When crossing the intersection, several monks dressed up raised the scriptures towards her, reciting the words that prohibit women from preaching and ask women to obey.
The queen was unmoved and arrived at the cathedral.
Father Bald and Brother John were already there, and when the Queen passed them by, she heard a low mockery. The church was also crowded with people, nobles, ladies and ladies. Everyone watched closely as the queen walked in through the door of the nave, and Archbishop Rodri was waiting for her on the altar.
The sun is so big that the light shining through the dome glass windows is so dazzling.
The structure of the church reverberates in whispers, and the sun is so big that almost everyone thinks the end is doomed.
In those echoes, she heard her mother's name, which was associated with "witch", "witch", and "evil".
The queen boarded the altar.
Archbishop Rodry's lips moved several times, but he couldn't say anything. He silently accepted the cloak that the queen had taken off. The queen wore a linen robe, and no jewelry except a crown.
She knelt in front of the idol amidst low and noisy discussions.
Began to pray.
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[1] (English) Robert Bartlett. Medieval God Judgment [M]. Hangzhou: Zhejiang People's Publishing House. 2007. Thanks for the period 2020-06-2001:45:20~2020-06-2013:46:35 The little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~
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