Leaving Brown and most of the royal knights in Yinhe Village, Wen Lin took Elbo and his party back to the mansion first.

No. 16 Tuva Road is very big, and as soon as you walk in, you will find a large and exquisite garden, and the royal style in the front hall will blow your face.

Bessie and Namar have been waiting at the entrance of the front hall. Seeing that Wen Lin is really back, they immediately greeted them excitedly.

"Miss Wen Lin, what do you need to drink? What do you eat? Let the kitchen do it right away,"

"Prepare milk and some digestible food for the gentlemen behind you,"

After walking into the front hall together, Wen Lin realized that the servants in the mansion were all brought from the royal court by Brown, not only that, but also the chefs in the kitchen.

Bessie said excitedly, "This is all approved by His Majesty Vicia,"

She had never seen a minister with such an honor.

Namare still wanted to be calm, and patted Bessie's hand quietly, signaling her to be more serious.

Although she moved out of Wang Ting, she felt that there was no change in the configuration. Wen Lin was a person who would strive for comfort under any circumstances.

I have to praise her, Brown did everything to her liking.

Glancing at Namaner jokingly, Wen Lin said, "Since you've already left the palace, you don't have to be so cautious, you two will be the housekeepers in the mansion from now on,"

"Oh, Miss Wenlin,"

Namar and Bessie let out a surprised cry and looked at her in disbelief. They wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Wen Lin patted the backs of their hands soothingly, and said softly, "Now you should prepare sleeping rooms for the gentlemen behind me, according to my standards,"

Bowing to Wen Lin gratefully, Bessie and Namar then took Elbo and the others to choose a room.

The manor is very large, and there are many rooms that cannot be used up. On both sides of the main building are the East Hall and West Hall, which are specially used for bedrooms.

At the rear is a large open lawn, and beyond that is a water and woodland area for viewing.

Whether it is the east hall or the west hall, the configuration and environment are very good.

Bessie discussed with Namaner and took Erbo and his party to the west hall. After all, Wen Lin's bedroom was in the east hall, so it was best to separate them.

Although they didn't know Elbo's identity, but seeing Wen Lin's close attitude, they didn't dare to be slighted.

And they all feel dizzy now, and they didn't expect to be assigned the position of housekeeper as soon as they left the palace.

It was an unexpected surprise, and at the same time, he made up his mind to work more seriously and live up to Wen Lin's trust.

Wen Lin sat at the table in the front hall, tapping her fingers on the table, thinking about the next staff arrangement.

With so many people eating, drinking and lhasa, standardized management is needed to prevent trouble, and she can't manage it alone.

Bessie and Namanr came from the royal court, and they handed over the mansion to them, so there was no need to worry about any trouble.

As for Brown, Wen Lin made up her mind to let him stay in Yinhe Village and immersed in the royal court for many years.

And the most important thing - money.

Although there is Vicia's support, this is by no means a long-term solution.

It's a good idea to open a shop in the capital, Wen Lin has a lot of things in her mind that can be sold for money.

The problem is that there is not enough time and energy is also limited. We still have to wait for Yinhe Village to stabilize before making plans.

Thinking of the Liberty that had returned and the king cavalry who needed special training for naval combat, Wen Lin suddenly had an idea.

Is there any quicker way to get rich than robbing papal ships?

there is none left.

Her Excellency Wen Lin, who had a gentle smile, suddenly showed a stern expression, and slapped the table abruptly.

The maids standing around were trembling and stepped forward cautiously, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, do you need us to do anything?"

Curling up her numb fingers, Wen Lin, who realized that she was frightening, quickly restrained her expression.

"It's okay, go and see how long it will take for the food to be ready in the kitchen,"

The maid withdrew in response, her head lowered, and she couldn't stop her doubts on the way to the kitchen. Isn't it rumored that Your Excellency Wen Lin is very easy-going and approachable? Why does she feel so terrible.

When the food was delivered, Elbo and his party just returned to the front hall.

A mix of Chinese and Western dishes, grilled eel, cheese tarts, lamb pies, noodles, and milk and chicken soup.

Wen Lin motioned them to sit down, but Elbo and the others refused. They stubbornly said, "How can the servant and the master eat at the same table?"

When at sea, Wen Lin likes to be alone, so she dine alone in her room.

This is a concept that has been deeply ingrained in Elbo and the others, and Wen Lin stared and swept away all the people who served.

She stood up and said unhurriedly, "Since I am your young master, then I will let you sit down, and you must sit down. Besides, you are never my servants, but my relatives."

In the second half of the speech, Wen Lin's tone softened significantly.

After hesitating for a long time, the group sat down under Wen Lin's gentle gaze.

Wen Lin once cooked delicious food called "barbecue" after robbing the spices. After only a few bites, Pete and the others knew that the extra delicious food must have been created by Wen Lin.

For a time, the appetite was widened, and there was only the sound of chewing food on the table.

Wen Lin asked them casually while eating, whether they would like to stay in the mansion or go to Yinhe Village. Everyone chose to go to Yinhe Village.

Exactly as Wen Lin expected.

After dinner, Wen Lin and everyone said good night to each other.

Elbo and his party had trouble falling asleep. They gathered in Elbo's room and discussed the current situation. The deliberately low voice continued until dawn.

the next day

Early on, the maid started to braid Wen Lin's hair, and put on a white silk placket and a bright red cape, and tied her waist with a soft gold belt embellished with gems of various colors.

The yellow gold ornaments in the style of gorse flowers hang down from the black hair, and the casual brilliance flows with the breathtaking brilliance.

The maid couldn't help but praise, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, you are so beautiful,"

With a slight smile, Wen Lin didn't say much and walked outside the mansion.

She wanted to go to Wang Ting from left to right, she thought that she would go earlier, and she could see Vicia in advance, so she just wanted to discuss with her about going to sea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Wen Lin was caught off guard by the scene in front of her.

The holy knights of the church were lined up on both sides. Seeing Wen Lin coming out, they gave a uniform knightly salute. There were already a lot of people with unknown conditions gathered around.

Lucches stood at the front, and behind her were two priests with priest hats and robes.

"Bishop Lucas, what do you want?"

Looking at Wen Lin's outfit, Lucches raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. He stepped forward and did not answer Wen Lin, but sprinkled holy water on Wen Lin and began to pray.

The surrounding crowd began to riot, and the discussion suddenly became louder.

"Could it be that Bishop Luches will canonize a woman as a priest in white robes?"

"And it's still a canonization delivered to the door. Such a special case has only appeared on Bishop Lumi,"

"Is the church crazy? Why is it bewitched by a woman,"

"…"

As the ceremony went on, the commotion of the surrounding crowd became more and more obvious, and even paranoid catholicists began to scold Wen Lin as a witch, and waited for the opportunity to rush over and throw filth at her.

And all of this, Lucches seemed to have expected it long ago. The cold paladins blocked the crowd, and Lucches continued the canonization ceremony without squinting.

In the last step, Lucches handed the sterling silver power ring to Wen Lin. As long as she wears such a ring, she is a white-robed priest belonging to Lucches Parish.

The status of the white-robed divine tube was second only to bishops and archbishops, and the total number of bishops and archbishops in the capital was no more than five.

Wen Lin raised her eyebrows lightly and said sarcastically, "Bishop Lucches, do I have the right to refuse?"

Lucches looked calm,

"You took up the position of the guard of the Royal Capital as a woman. Countless people will attack you, frame you, and the crowd gathered outside the church swearing at you will not disperse for a long time. If you do not accept it, the Royal Capital will break out again. Religious conflict, I think the Queen must not want to see this situation,"

Wen Lin narrowed her eyes, and a cold light flashed in her eyes, "Bishop Lucches, can I understand that you are threatening me?"

Bishop Lucches, who has always shown kindness to others, had a little anger in his heart, rolled it up in his chest, and his expression fainted a little bit fiercely,

"Your Excellency, the church is not as bad as you think. If you insist on taking my words as a threat, I have no way to argue."

Quan Jie was placed quietly in Lucches' palm, while Wen Lin stood there, motionless.

The two stood in a stalemate outside the door, the sun was getting hotter and hotter, sweat rolled from their foreheads, and neither of them meant to retreat.

Wordless blood and gunpowder.

Just when Lucches' outstretched hand had completely froze, and when he thought that Wen Lin could not give in, Wen Lin suddenly took the ring in his palm and put it on.

The surrounding crowd is still shrouded in restless emotions, some people are happy, some people are angry.

Lucches smiled, "Your Excellency Wen Lin, I firmly believe that you will not regret today's decision,"

He took a step back, and then motioned to the priest behind him to put on the priest's hat and robe for Wen Lin.

Wen Lin's expression was always cold, her black hair fell on the white robes rolled with gold rims, the wind stirred her robes, outlining a slender and straight figure, and the sun gilded her with a layer of holy light.

At a certain moment, the crowd miraculously quieted down, and the figure was exuding a sense of sacredness that was almost like an icon.

Lucches turned to look at the crowd, and announced loudly, "Priest Wen Lin will be the only white-robed priest in Chill Parish,"

In an instant, the voices were full of people.

Wen Lin frowned, walked into the Paladins, got on her horse, and walked away.

The white-robed priest was equipped with twelve paladins, who followed behind the royal court knights, chasing Wen Lin together.

In front of Wangting Square, there was already a crowd of people standing there.

Vicia sat upright on the throne, and the two sides below were all the ministers arranged according to the size of their official positions. On the outside of the Royal Court Square, stood the noble gentlemen and young ladies of the royal capital.

According to the specifications of the ceremony, there was no need for so many officials to be present, but Wen Lin was so special, and the position of the guard officer was so important, they all wanted to see with their own eyes what kind of courage Wen Lin had to take up this position.

But the time was about to come, and Wen Lin hadn't appeared yet. The ministers looked at each other and began to whisper.

Vicia's body leaned forward slightly, sitting upright, holding the king's sword in her hand, staring calmly ahead.

Finally, the horseshoe splashed dust and stopped in front of the red carpet at the end of Wangting Square.

Wen Lin dismounted and met Vicia's eyes in the air.

Everyone looked at Wen Lin in shock and anger. It was the attire of the white-robed priest. According to the etiquette, the white-robed priest did not need to kneel to the queen, but this was during her conferring ceremony.

What is she trying to do? What does the church want to do? Is it a deliberate provocation?

There was an uproar in the crowd, and in a scene that should have been solemn, the atmosphere suddenly became restless.

Wen Lin always looked at Vicia calmly and calmly. She walked to the throne step by step and knelt down under the gaze of everyone.

"Your Majesty Vicia,"

For a while, everyone didn't know how to react, so they could only stare at her blankly.

She was clothed in holy robes, but bowed her knees under the throne.

The author has something to say: Wen: I can finally rob the Holy See again.

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