The body tightened even more.

On the side of the ear was Vicia's ups and downs breath, Wen Lin turned her head slightly, without warning, the soft touch of red lips came from her cheeks.

Opened her mouth, Wen Lin's hand was shaking uncontrollably on one side.

This subtle emotion out of her control made Wen Lin subconsciously want to escape and retreat.

Viciously biting on the tip of her tongue, wisps of fishy smell spread out from her mouth. Wen Lin closed her eyes and pushed Vicia away in one move. Her back was tightly pressed against the innermost compartment, and she deliberately pulled away from her. Vicia's distance.

A suspicious thin red dizzy on her face, and her breathing was a little short. She looked directly into Vicia's eyes and said firmly,

"Your Majesty, you have lost your temper,"

After a pause, Wen Lin continued, "I never thought of entering that village, I just asked about the situation at the entrance of the village,"

Her eyes trembled slightly, and Visia's body froze for a moment when her gaze touched Wen Lin's resistance.

She put her long hair behind her ears, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and when she realized that she was out of control, Vicia pulled the corner of her mouth, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry,"

A slightly pale apology.

The eyes are facing each other, and the cramped quiet space quietly amplifies the sound of each other's suppressed breathing.

"Your Majesty Vicia, why is Bishop Lucches appearing in Rhine Village?" Wen Lin said uncomfortably, trying to break the air stagnant due to silence.

As if aware of Wen Lin's intentions, her eyes stopped briefly at the tip of Wen Lin's red ears, Vicia turned to the side to lift the curtain, and the night wind gradually blew away the sultry air in the car,

"He is a true loyalist who believes in gods," Vicia's voice showed a slight emotion,

Even though he has seen countless hypocrisy and ignorant and persecuted the commoners by all means, just to satisfy his own selfish desires, Bishop Lucches can still let Visia temporarily put aside her disgust for the Catholic Church when she sees him.

"He is a true missionary. He always sympathizes with all the suffering people and tries his best to protect them. It is not surprising that he appears in the epidemic area. Just like his mentor, faith can make him overcome. the fear of the disease,"

In the whirling night wind, Vicia's beautiful long golden hair was lifted up by the wind and outlined a circle of dark gold. When she spoke in a calm voice, Wen Lin unconsciously looked at her.

When Visia turned her head sideways, Wen Lin looked away in a panic as if she had been stung.

A question that was obviously trying to conceal, "The tutor of Bishop Lucches?"

Against the light, Vicia adjusted her sitting posture, and the sight that passed over Wen Lin's face revealed a shallow and intriguing intention.

"The mentor of Bishop Lumis, who used to be the supreme leader of the Catholic Church in the Golan. Ten years ago, a tragic epidemic broke out in Brenz..."

Vicia spoke very slowly, Wen Lin listened carefully, and suddenly understood why Vicia had such a gaffe reaction just now.

She had personally experienced those darkest moments of tragic suffocation.

Here, without the aid of any modern medicine, disease is no less a threat than war.

An extremely subtle sour feeling came up, Wen Lin blinked her eyes, and changed the topic according to Vicia's words.

"It seems that the teachings of the Catholic Church are not all tricks to fool people. Your Majesty, what is your belief?"

Vicia and the church, one is the pinnacle of secular power, and the other is the limit of supreme faith.

There is bound to be a tragic collision between them.

The carriage slowly passed through the city gate, and Vicia glanced at Wen Lin thoughtfully, and then turned her gaze to St. Margaret's Church in the distance.

Under the dark sky, the dome of the towering church located in the center of the royal capital is so high that it points straight to the sky.

In the eyes of the world, it is the habitation of the gods, redeeming the ignorant beings, the representative of God in the world, and spreading the will of God.

Wen Lin followed Vicia's line of sight, and inadvertently, her full lips were outlined by the firelight and fell into her eyes, crystal clear and shiny, without a trace of lip lines.

For no reason, my heart skipped a beat.

Vicia turned her head at some point, she lowered the curtain and moved towards Wen Lin's position.

Leaning over, the cool fingertips landed on the back of Wen Lin's hand.

"I will always be loyal to my country, my people, and myself"

Vishiya whispered, her cold gaze firmly attached to Wen Lin's face.

If there is a seemingly invisible provocation, it also seems to be a dangerous scrutiny that makes people invisible.

Do not believe in God.

This is a crime that countless people shunned and feared in the so-called dark Middle Ages.

In the later generations of Wen Lin's life, the history books clearly recorded that 500,000 innocent women died in the witch-hunting campaign initiated by the Holy See...

The victims of the conflict between the clergy and the king were either cut off their scalps and burned to death, or stuffed into iron Scavesen instruments to make jerky, or crucified, and then hooked to the flesh with hooks. The bones are ripped off...

Lots of crimes, too many to list.

But what is absurd is that in the Middle Ages, people thought that they were born with original sin and that the church represented God and had the right to judge all sins.

In this world, no one is usually stupid enough to challenge the power of faith.

The Queen of the Golan, a monarch not recognised by the Pope of Canterbury, is often called a throne-stealing heretic by devout Catholics.

Wen Lin was surprised by Vicia's answer.

On the continent of Europa, there are many unrecognized monarchs like Vicia. They usually pay more taxes and build more churches in an attempt to prove the divine authority of the monarchy.

They may not be able to express their true thoughts in their lives, but Vicia told herself so calmly.

A smile slowly bloomed on Wen Lin's face. She tried her best to ignore the soft touch on the back of her hand and replied frankly,

"Your Majesty

You will surely become a monarch of great merit,"

Without the slightest flattering compliment, Visia stared at Wen Lin, and suddenly laughed in a low voice,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, I tend to think that your compliment is just a wise gesture. In exchange for sincerity, should you tell me your beliefs?"

Belief? Wen Lin was stunned unexpectedly. She has been nurtured by socialist theory for more than 20 years and is a staunch atheist.

In this day and age, faith often means being linked to religion.

After thinking for a moment, Wen Lin did not dodge or evade, and said calmly, "Holding the knife to protect everything I care about,"

An answer that would also be reviled by countless Catholics.

The smile in Vicia's eyes deepened, and the chill in her deep blue eyes faded. She curled her lips and said something inexplicably,

"Your Excellency, you are destined to meet me,"

Looking at the scenery outside the car window, Wen Lin estimated that she was not far from Wang Ting.

Her heartbeat was a little faster, and before the atmosphere became ambiguous again, Wen Lin promptly suggested,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I have arrived in the city, I should get off first,"

Stepping back, Vicia should have ignored Wen Lin's request and looked out the window with a smile.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, you should follow me back to the royal court,"

The author has something to say: translate:

Wei: You should go home with me quickly, get married and get your license.

The next update will be at 11:30 on Monday night, because I have to get a clip, so I won't update it. Although the subject matter is very cold, I am really happy to write it. I am even happier to see your comments. I hope that the ranking can be a little higher, and the data can be a little better, so that the motivation to write it down later will be stronger. Thank you all Xiaoke, do you serve it as usual~