Randall sat beside Barbara, staring at the woman's pointed ears and the light blue halo like a tattoo, without saying a word.

　　 Barbara covered her ears with her hands, and whispered, "It's ugly, right?"

　　 Randall shook his head slightly: "No, I think it's beautiful."

　　 "You must be lying to me..." Barbara blushed and buried her head between her knees: "I always thought you were dead."

　　 Randall shrugged: "I can survive, thanks to your majesty..."

　　Barbara turned her face and asked curiously: "Thanks to your majesty?"

　　 Next, Randall told Barbara what happened these days.

　　 The woman became more surprised as she listened, and finally exclaimed in a low voice: "You mean, your majesty is the black dragon?! He saved you?!"

　　 "Yes, and in Froststone City in the north, Your Majesty is called the Son of the Gods, and is the **** worshipped by all."

　　Barbara suddenly remembered something: "By the way! I have always wanted to ask you, what's the matter with heaven?!"

　　 "Huh? Did you know about the heavenly kingdom? That's the God Realm where your Majesty is. Sometimes, he will bring some people in for visits or meetings."

　　Barbara put her hands on her hips and glared at Randall, "Why haven't you told me this before?!"

　　 Randall said helplessly: "The existence of the kingdom of heaven has always been a secret in Twilight City. To be honest, I don’t know why your Majesty hides things about himself as a **** from the citizens of Twilight City..."

Barbara was also puzzled: "Yes, I heard from others that your Majesty has not returned to West End for more than a year. He has entrusted all affairs to the cabinet for management... What is he doing in the North? Why has he been Refused to come back?"

　　 Randall sighed and shook his head.

　　 Not far away, Carol was sitting on a low wall, watching Randall and Barbara snuggle together, whispering there quietly, only endless sadness and sighs in his eyes.

　　 "Oh my god, why at this point, the guy who should have died appears here! Why?!"

　　 "In the past few days, my relationship with Miss Barbara has finally improved, and I have carefully prepared a gift for him. Now, everything is messed up!"

　　 "I knew that, it was better to take the opportunity to use it..."

　　 Carol took a big hand, dragged Aldenan, who was hiding behind him, in front of him, and said coldly to the werewolf: "Don't use my tone to talk about these dirty thoughts!"

　　 Aldenan put his hands on his chest, hung his wolf's tail, and said seriously: "Dare you say that you have never thought of this before?"

　　 Carol's hand was strengthened, and Aldenan's bones could be faintly heard bending sound.

　　 "Surrender! I surrender!" Aldenan immediately put on a smile: "My fault."

　　 Carroll let go of Aldenan, glanced at Barbara's back for the last time, stood up and said, "It's time to pack things."

　　 Aldenan rubbed his sore shoulder and asked, "Do you really plan to follow them to the north?"

　　Carroll glanced at the werewolf: "It's better than staying in this underground tomb."

　　 The latter touched his chin, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "That's it."

　　 Harkins looked at the strange group of "people" in front of him, and said to Alfonso: "Apart from the guards you brought this time, do I need to equip you with some more knights?"

　　 Alfonso shook his head: "No need."

　　 Hudgens hesitated: "Are you sure? Together, those few people can easily defeat a small country's army."

　　 Alfonso sorted out the parasite limbs on the top of his head, and repeated: "No need."

　　 Hudgens spread his hands: "Well, you have the final say. I will help you prepare the carriage and passes... By the way, Lord Emerson wants to see you before leaving."

　　 Alfonso put on the helmet, put away the big sword, nodded and said, "It just so happens, I have some questions, I want to ask him."

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　　 The next day, Muxi Cathedral, the pilgrimage hall.

　　 Emerson stood in this newly built room, looked at the ornate cross on the altar, and asked Alfonso: "How is your Majesty in the north?"

　　 The latter hesitated for a moment and replied: "Everything is normal in the north, but when I left, Your Majesty was facing a powerful enemy."

　　 Emerson turned around and asked with concern: "A powerful enemy? How powerful is it?"

　　Looking at Emerson, Alfonso discovered that although the cabinet prime minister was not very old, he was very old.

　　 The hair that was originally full of hair has wisps of silver. The brown age spots are particularly conspicuous on the cheeks, and wrinkles are spread all over the forehead like gullies.

Faced with Emerson’s question, Alfonso pondered for a while, and said: "According to what I learned from the Heavenly Conference, the enemy only relied on his own power to destroy the northern part of the country in less than a month. Hundreds of countries, including the two mortal enemies of the parish-the Kingdom of Ulster and the Kingdom of Connaught."

Emerson's expression tightened: "Do you mean that the two most powerful barbarians in the north have perished because of this man?! Then your Majesty has not held a heavenly meeting for half a year, is it also related to this? What about fighting?!"

　　 Alfonso lowered his head and replied: "My lord, I don't know. There has been no news from your Majesty in the past six months. I am also worried that this is the cause of the war, but as a minister, my task is to do my best to complete the tasks he confessed."

Emerson sat down on the bench, closed his eyes and said weakly: "When your majesty leaves, he entrusts this country to me, hoping that I will manage everything. But as time goes by, I I feel more and more powerless."

　　 Alfonso remembered what he had seen yesterday: "About the peasants' land being annexed..."

Emerson sighed softly: "That's just one of the things that have happened in recent years. In addition, there are many problems that I have never thought of before. For example, the recent religious critiques in the West Side. ."

　　 Alfonso asked strangely: "Religious criticism?"

　　 Emerson pointed to the door and said: "When you come to Muxi Cathedral, have you noticed a phenomenon? The number of citizens who come to worship at the church is slowly decreasing."

　　 "Decrease? Why?"

"Following the discovery by the scholars of Musee University, the Bible, which is regarded as the origin of religion, has been criticized indefinitely. For example, the geocentric theory advocated by religious sects has now been proposed by the heliocentric theory by Musee astronomers. Defeated; and the origin of blood in the human body, the theory of Qi Cheng advocated by religious sects is also defeated by the theory of circulatory system. In addition, there are the theory of gravity, magnetic field, molecular theory, etc., which are also in theory. And experimentally, the religious school was forced to desperately..."

"Terrence once said to me that with the development of science, the fog formed by religion will gradually be dispelled, and in the end, religion will be driven by science so that it cannot even have a foothold~www.mtlnovel. com~ Emerson opened his eyes, looked at Alfonso and said: "And now, the belief system of Twilight City is collapsing a little bit. People no longer believe in God. They call the Pope a "two-legged beast." Call the priests "civilized villains". People no longer have the fear of gods in their hearts, and instead use naked interests to measure the relationship between people and the country. "

　　 Alfonso clenched his fists and said to Emerson: "Despise God and despise the king! Use profit as a cover to annex the peasants' land! Did they forget the original intention of this country?"

"Your Majesty once told me that he worried that in a kingdom, the wiseness of the monarch will directly affect the future of the country and the happiness of the people. At first, I also thought that what he said was right. Only relying on the king, To decide all affairs of the kingdom will affect the inheritance of the kingdom because of personal preferences and the quality of the children. If you want to make decisions on national affairs, the best way is to listen to the voice of the people and respect the opinions of the public..."

Emerson stretched out his hand, pinched the root of his nose, and said distressedly: "However, the embezzlement of peasant land and the denial of religion have gradually made me realize a problem. Once the shackles of kingship and religion are removed, the people will not No matter how they are in awe of everything, what they care about will only be their personal interests. Is such a country and such a society really the ideal kingdom in my mind?"

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