Vol 4 Chapter 2: Queen of all cities (Part 2)

"I never imagined that after such a long period of time, and in a completely different situation, we could still meet again ... Your Excellency Loren Turin, this must be the will of the Holy Cross!"
In the warm warm wind, the little priest Weber riding on the horse and beside the black wizard was inexplicably excited, and his eyes seemed to shimmer with piety:
"I was originally planning to congratulate you on achieving such a distinguished achievement, but ... after I was truly awake, I just wanted to thank Holy Cross and did not let me lose your friend."
"You are so polite." Loren just smiled indifferently, his voice calm: "Everything is the will of the Holy Cross."
The moment the words were spoken, even Loren felt an inexplicable irony.
Weber, who could not hear him, nodded, with a serious expression: "My Lord always looks at us and prepares many obstacles for us on the way forward; because beliefs that have not experienced doubt and suffering are worthless! "
Really didn't want to answer this sentence, Loren smiled a little stiff, but just nodded.
There is a little impression of this little priest Webber Loren: when he was out for the first time in the college to perform tasks to go to Gumu Town, he took the initiative to stand up and help himself;
Afterwards, it was also because he sent the news that Dalton's tutor was caught by Rut Infinite in time, and then he went to Ebden to look for the Holy Blood Elixir, and a series of ... messy things happened.
The young priest Weber was impressed, mainly because his views on faith are very different from most church members-believe that devout believers will not be affected by identity and status, but also very repulsive to force others to believe.
According to Liya, some time after she left, the young priest Webb prevented the Lothal church from forcing the elves to believe in the Holy Cross.
It is very interesting because of Weber's tolerance and unparalleled good temper, there are already some young elves in Morning Star Forest who are willing to take the initiative to believe in the Holy Cross and build a very simple chapel in Morning Star Forest.
This is really ...
"Speaking again, aren't you a trainee priest in Gumu Town?" Looking at the lush hills in the distance and the manor houses lined up one after another, Loren asked softly:
"How come from the Holy Cross Church in Lotel to the capital of Golovin?"
For the personnel transfer of church members, at least it must be vowed that the knights and bishops are qualified.
"Why ... because I was originally a priest of Golovin." The little priest replied rightfully, and suddenly smiled bitterly:
"In the year of the official promotion, I tried to rehabilitate a Wegner wizard who was killed by fire more than a decade ago. As a result, Archbishop Innocent was so angry that he left the capital and went to Lotel."
It was the wizard who suggested that the Boundary Hill was not a miracle of the Holy Cross, but a collision between two continents ... The black-haired wizard narrowed his eyes and faintly remembered that Brandon once said this.
"Practically speaking, I don't think the wizard is right-but, just tortured him because of a different opinion, and hit the apostasy stigma, it's a bit too much ... Although Innocent The Archbishop does not think so. "
"I didn't expect to come back. It was Bishop Fabian who pleaded for me before he stepped down. This opportunity was exchanged." At this point, Weber's eyes dimmed:
"Bishop Fabian ... he has been called by our Lord to be exalted to heaven."
The dark-haired wizard nodded slightly and shook his head gently.
Probably aware that the atmosphere was too heavy, the little priest quickly squeezed out an awkward smile: "I don't want to say this anymore, should this be the first time you have come to the capital of Golovin?"
"It is indeed the first time."
"Then you will definitely be worthwhile, my friend." Webber looked at him very seriously:
"Although there is suspicion of being proud, I think that the people of any empire should visit Goloven at least once in this life-only by seeing with their own eyes can we understand what a great country we live in!"
"From the mountain fortress in the age of the ancient kingdom, to the royal palace in the age of the empire, to today's Golovin ... There are countless legends and stories that have occurred over the entire twelve generations over hundreds of years."
"She witnessed the establishment of the empire, witnessed the rise of the Holy Cross, witnessed Eckhardt's' Great Conquest ', witnessed Brandon's grand cause, witnessed the' Queen of Dragons' Charlotte and the 'Duke 'Roland Turin's resentment ... "
The little priest on the horse slowly raised his eyes and looked at the horizon in the distance:
"Golovin is not only the heart and source of the Sakran Empire, but also the pride and glory of Golovin!"
Slightly stunned, Loren, who followed Weber's gaze, raised his head involuntarily.
At the next moment, the expression on the face of the dark-haired wizard froze.
In the direction at the end of the road, stood a huge obsidian statue-almost at the same time that the statue was seen, the crowd on both sides of the road began to become dense.
Or plain-dressed, plain-clothed civilians; or a nobleman in a horse-drawn carriage, dressed in exquisite satin clothing, and hugged back and forth; and a caravan full of Xuan carts, in a hurry ... The statue came down and shuttled back and forth, crowded.
It was a female statue about ten meters long, with a large and elegant mopping skirt on the lower body, but a cumbersome and delicate armor on the upper body, wearing a small crown with a dragon sculpture on the head.
This very nice "girl" just turned her back to the imperial capital of Golovin, her hands folded in front of her to look north-maybe because of the material, maybe because of the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsman, almost in her eyes You can see the charm of love.
Perceiving Loren's expression, Weber, the little priest who turned his face, chuckled: "Meeting Queen Brunnhill means that we are not far from Golovin."
"You ... what are you talking about?"
"Queen Brunnhillde, also known as the last king of the ancient Kingdom of Sarkland, the queen of His Majesty, the first supreme emperor of the Sakran Empire!"
The little priest thought that the dark-haired wizard did n’t know, so he had to quickly explain:
Queen Brunnhill ... that ’s an ancient legend—no one knows where she came from, but according to the legend it ’s because of her, Desa The Leon family will be able to sign an eternal contract with the dragon and become the dragon king family today. "
"It is precisely because of her suggestion that the Holy Cross Church can rise up here, making the ancient Sacran kingdom become the now-elected country and the creation of the Sakran Empire that continues to this day!"
The somewhat emotional Weber shook his head gently: "To commemorate her, His Majesty Eckhart I of the second generation will build this statue specially, forever to commemorate the worrying figure of his mother looking at his father north and resisting the invasion of monsters. . "
He glanced at the priest with deep eyes and stared at the girl's "favored" dark-haired wizard who shook his head.
Brunnhilde, the last queen of dragons ... she is not worried about her husband and son.
She was crying for her old country, which was destroyed by evil spirits and civil wars, and the kingdom that had been her king but never ruled ...
Leaning on another country ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Uneasy, nostalgic ... The sadness in the heart of this Queen Brunnhard seems to be faintly visible on the obsidian sculpture.
And she missed the dragon kingdom of the thirteenth generation and officially declared the end in her own hands ...
Passing through the obsidian statue, passing through the bustling crowd, the trekking team finally saw the endless wall in the distance, and there was a majestic city at the end of the line of sight.
It wasn't until this moment that the dark-haired wizard suddenly remembered why Lusien suddenly said "feel familiar" when he saw Niederhogg, and an expression that seemed to have been seen somewhere.
Because he now has the same expression-the imperial capital of Golovin in front of him, compared with the dragon city in the glacier wasteland, is carved in a mold except it is located on the ground!
"Welcome to the heart of the Sakran Empire, Golovin." The little priest who came to the moment came forward with a smile:
"Queen of all cities!"