Proof of the Sun King

At this time, Alfred was sweating all over, but he knew that he couldn't have any hesitation and thinking at this time, otherwise it would give a very bad impression to Archbishop Vicma.

This is not the Kingdom of Brittany, the ancient church district of Freya in the Principality of Mousillon, this is the Cathedral of Justice!

Vekma's handling of Alfred is as easy as pinching a chicken to death!

Fortunately, the first question was not difficult to answer. Alfred pretended to think for two seconds, and then answered immediately: "From what I know, Ryan has no intention of supporting anyone, from beginning to end."

"Really?" Vekma clenched his command scepter, and he asked casually: "Don't perfunctory me! My Lord will distinguish the true from the false, and you have been in the church for more than 20 years, so you know what to do, right? ?"

"It's true." Alfred nodded, and the blond Templar Commander said seriously: "Ryan is actually not very familiar with these three candidates. If he is the most familiar, it is the great alchemist Gai. Erte, but he has only met a few times before and after, and when he came to Brunswick the last time he met Otto, the Supreme Dean of Guangming Academy, and only met once, as for him and Gehrman, he had not even met. In fact, he came to Brunswick this time only because of the Emperor's invitation."

"So, he is familiar with Geert, so why wouldn't he support Geert?" asked Hans Reitdorf, Grand Master of the Knights Templar.

"He and Geert only have an intersection because of the emperor's decree." Alfred explained a little: "Ryan is very busy, he has been preparing for the recovery of Musilon since the year before, and he started to blitz the Spire Palace in February last year. , it took more than half a year to fully recover Musillon, and then after returning to the territory, he was busy with reforms, then the eldest son was born, and then he was busy negotiating the recovery of Musillon's old collar in the south of Lyonnais, how could he have the energy to reconcile with him? Geert contacted, he came here as a spectator and to enjoy the holiday of Winter Veil, but he has a very good personal relationship with His Majesty Emperor Karl Franz."

These remarks made Vikma and Reitdorf both nodded involuntarily. Indeed, they knew that Ryan was busy. Alfred's words were well-founded and convincing.

Don't look at the Justice Church's position on the position of the Royal Chief Great Wizard, but the Justice Church instead wants to see Ryan and Karl get along well, because Vekma also doesn't want a war between the two human nations, so on this issue, they are Supporting Ryan and Karl Franz making friends.

"We know." Vekma nodded: "Since he doesn't plan to participate in this matter, that's a good thing."

Alfred let out a sigh of relief, knowing that this level was over.

Thinking of this, Alfred couldn't help but sigh in the depths of his heart, lamenting that Ryan is really an incredible person, because of the second question, when Ryan was in the hot spring with himself that day, he used it to "rehearse" the whole thing, At this time, I will answer the Archbishop again, and the Knights Templar already has a draft in mind.

At the same time, Alfred gradually gained new insights.

"I think that many of Lutherhus's views and opinions are not wrong!" The Templar Commander looked firm, and he said amazingly: "From some perspectives, my ideas and his ideas are the same!"

Master Reitdorf opened his mouth wide, this kid! Are you dying? !

Luther Huss was almost expelled from the Council of the Justice Church after a mouthful of rhetoric, but it was Archbishop Vikma who saved his life! Do you think the archbishop will bail you out again?

"Oh?" Archbishop Vikma's tone became strange. He stretched out his hand and clenched the command scepter: "Some angles? For other angles, do you and he have different views?"

"Yes, I think he is too anxious. His idea is to do it in one step. I think there are indeed some problems in the church now, and we need to solve the problems. According to his theory, we are going to expel thousands of priests in one go, and then implicate tens of thousands of church members. The impact covers four free cities and ten provinces in our empire, which is simply absurd..." Alfred slowed down. Slowly, Ryan said his previous point of view: "So I think that Luther Hus's suggestion has merit, but it must not be done as he said!"

Listening to Alfred's generous remarks, the expressions of both Vikma and Reitdorf changed.

The Archbishop nodded slowly. He had already asked many people privately about this question.

Some kept kowtowing, begging for mercy again and again, without saying a word.

There are desperately cursing Hus, slandering him as an apostate, believing that he has fallen into chaos.

He also strongly supported Huss, and in turn accused the Holy See Council headed by Archbishop Vikma, thinking that he was the embodiment of justice.

"So, you think our church has always had problems?" Vekma added.

The atmosphere in the Sanctuary suddenly became serious again, and the two pairs of eyes were fixed on Alfred.

The atmosphere was very quiet for a while.

"There is no one way that can last and work forever." Alfred said seriously: "We have to face the problem but don't exaggerate. Lutherhus's point of view is indeed radical, but we can't just I think there is no problem in the church!"

"Very good." Archbishop Vikma finally nodded, the green jewelry on his chest, the emerald griffin shining with the divine power of the **** of justice, was shining, he just said a word, and then remained silent.

Alfred gritted his teeth, and he almost directly used his body to resist the might of Vekma.

He had to say this.

He is no longer an ordinary paladin. He is now a Templar commander. Just like what Ingrid said, Alfred at this time is already a little famous. Said, that is, he already has the power to discuss.

At this time, passively avoiding the world, hesitating, or being at both ends, not only will it not do any good for his future, but it will also greatly affect the evaluation of him in the entire old world!

As a Templar commander, he must have his own opinion, his own opinion, otherwise when Archbishop Vicma proposed to send more staff, he should agree.

Since he doesn't agree, he must have some "dry goods", otherwise he doesn't want to be the boss of the hand, and he doesn't come up with something real, then what he does is very suspicious!

Nor would the church trust the entire diocese to be handed over to such a thing.

There was silence for a while, and there was a bit of depression in the empty Holy Wraith Hall.

Since the establishment of the empire, the remains of countless heroes and martyrs have quietly surrounded the people sitting here.

"Alfred Damian Wien?" Archbishop Vicmar said.

"Yes!" Alfred whispered.

"Tell me, what are the core teachings of our Righteous Church?" asked the archbishop.

"Justice does not distinguish between high and low, and justice requires a price." Alfred was not allowed to think what the archbishop was thinking, and he had to repeat the core teaching that had been engraved into his soul.

"But different people and under different circumstances have different standards of justice. The justice of some people is not justice in the eyes of others, but we know that the masses are always ignorant and follow the crowd, and the truth is always in the hands of a few people. When it comes to a dilemma, if you are the patriarch, how should you deal with it?" Vicma said word by word.

Alfred is really in trouble now. This is a very difficult question to answer. This question is not just for Alfred, but for the entire church, even many nobles and bureaucrats. come up with a perfect solution.

The Knights Templar opened his mouth, he was a little bitter and didn't know how to answer.

"You don't have to answer in a hurry, just take it as my assessment of you." Weikma signaled to Alfred not to worry: "Think about it, think about it, and then answer."

Alfred couldn't help but think of when he was a little paladin in Nord. Because he was not the eldest son, he was sent to the church in order to prevent the struggle for succession. The then Archbishop of Nord, Innocent, appreciated himself and personally. For his baptism, he once regarded Archbishop Innocent as a fatherly idol.

But in the end, when he learned that Ryan was going to Marienburg, he made up his mind to follow Ryan. There were a lot of things that happened, and it was impossible to explain in a few words.

"The Patriarch is an example for the entire diocese, and he is also the head of the entire diocese. His existence is to allow the diocese to hold their own positions. I am just a Templar Commander, I am not qualified to be the Patriarch, and I dare not have this idea..." Alfred thought for a moment, and then answered conservatively.

"Humph! Don't perfunctory me with those clichés in those churches!" Archbishop Vikma waved his hand coldly: "This is the Holy Remnant Church! Don't worry, speak freely!"

Alfred blushed. He lowered his head for a while and said tentatively, "Is it because I'm too young? I'm only thirty-four years old this year. It's really disappointing to be the Patriarch of the diocese? Worshiped as an idol and a hero, but can't I always rely on my personal prestige to deal with problems?"

"It is true that there are very few people who become patriarchs in their thirties, but it is not impossible. You already have enough qualifications, and that piece of fief has been assigned to you. No, think about it again. There is a problem of losing public expectations. Who are you responsible for? hope?" Vekma shook his head lightly.

Whose hope is the negative? Alfred reached out and wiped his forehead, which was covered in sweat. He chewed back and forth carefully with Archbishop Vikma's words in his heart.

Yes! That's right!

The opposition between the emperor and the church on the issue of the royal chief wizard, Ryan's arrival, his debriefing here, why he asked himself the first two questions, and doubts about the position of the patriarch, one after another, one by one , are involved in the core of this problem.

Whose hope is lost? If you are the Patriarch, whose expectations should you be burdened with?

"Your Majesty Vicma, whose expectations are you bearing, do you mean the expectations of all the people who govern the entire ancient church district and the expectations of the church. When these two expectations are combined, they are the expectations of the Patriarch?" Al Fred raised his head.

"Haha~ Very good." Archbishop Wekma finally nodded in approval: "I understand now why you can find your place in the country that belongs to the lady in the lake across the mountain."

"Please, Your Highness, please enlighten me." Alfred knew that Vikma had something to say, and he said quickly.

"Well." Vikma nodded: "As the Patriarch of the Diocese and the vassal of the entire ancient church district, you must maintain and protect your people, and you must be fair, just, and open, so that everyone can feel Convince and respect, your rule can last, this is the disappointment of the people."

"But at the same time, you must also remember, where did the position of your patriarch, including the position of your Templar Commander, come from, and who gave you the power to rule this land? It's the church, it's us, It's me and your childhood playmate Ryan! A disobedient patriarch and vassal, what are you doing here?"

"Therefore, you have to find your own role, what you can do and what you can't do. You have to know what you should do and what you shouldn't do. You must have a scale in your heart." Vikma continued: "You Too much in the eyes of the common people, just like Lutherhus, he completely abandoned his position, he thinks he is a great reformer, a changer, everything he does is for the good of the church, but he does not know that He's trying to destroy everything he holds dear, and if I really do what he says, I'd already be expelled from this cathedral!"

"He just asked questions, like you said, he didn't think about how to solve the problem and how to deal with this series of concurrent problems, he just wanted to do it in one step, which is impossible! Therefore, he is People who are not expected by the common people, but have completely escaped the control of the church, such a person cannot be the patriarch."

"On the contrary, it's not good to just close the door and do ascetic cultivation without knowing anything about the outside world. It's not good to be a puppet." Weikma nodded and said, "You think I don't know some of the internal remarks of the church? Everything is in the name of my Lord, Saying everything is the will of our Lord, having an oracle without considering the specific situation, and forcibly implementing it without the believers. Patriarch of a parish?! They are destroying the credibility and prestige of the Righteous Church!"

"I have already dismissed more than 80 clergymen because of this. These are only suitable for the battlefield, not for being the patriarch. The church doesn't need these idiots. They are the ones who need to exert their value in a more useful and suitable place!"

Alfred's sweat had flowed down his cheeks, and the Templar Knight Commander's carefully groomed hair was all sweaty, sticking to his face and neck, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"These are the words of the archbishop himself, Alfred, you have to remember." Hans Reitdorf, the great mentor of the Knights Templar, said to his knight commander: "You need to Find your own way to deal with the problem and balance between the two, this is a special situation in Brittany, we can't teach you, you can only find it yourself."

"Yes!" Alfred bowed his head cautiously.

"As for Luther Huss, you must remember not to stand out or express any opinions." Archbishop Vikma nodded calmly, his bald head was reflecting in the candles of the Holy Remnant Church, in the shape of two comets. The beard shook slightly: "Remember, Luther Huss, I have a lot of uses to keep it, this mad dog can be well cared for and used well, and it can powerfully attack those who eat corpses, he will open a lot of gaps, when the time comes, We only need to respond to the call and follow the trend, and then we can shuffle the cards internally, you only need to manage your parish and fief, and if someone asks you, you can say that I don’t know anything about the other side of the mountain, and I don’t have time to understand.”

Alfred was a little stunned when he heard the words. No wonder Archbishop Vicma saved Luther Huss~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and did not agree to expel him from the church. It turned out to be such an idea!

It is too old and cunning!

The Templar Commander didn't say anything, he just answered again: "Yes."

"Very well, then the position of the Patriarch of the ancient church district of Freya is entrusted to you, Alfred. I hope you will perform your duties faithfully under the glorious guidance of our Lord!" Archbishop Vikma After clapping his hands, the Grand Instructor of the Knights Templar held a large plate and motioned for Alfred to come forward.

This is a set of purple patriarch clothes, including a sacrificial shawl, a belt, a uniform made of silk water polka dots, a tie, a short white coat, a four-cornered hat and a patriarch's scepter in the shape of a two-tailed comet.

"Yes!" The Knights Templar only felt that he was deeply stabbed by this suit of clothes. He was so excited that his eyes were a little lost. He quickly swallowed a sip of saliva, and walked forward quickly. Lived this large iron plate.

He was about to open his mouth to express his gratitude, but Archbishop Vikma grabbed his arm: "Before that, I have something to say."

"Please instruct the Archbishop." Alfred's heart froze, knowing that his absent-mindedness had been seen by Vekma, so he could only bow his head.

"In the future, don't do anything like detonating explosives with a torch alone." A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the always serious archbishop: "You can do your best in other matters, even if you are seriously injured or disabled, we will You can also let the Church of Life release the magic spell to regenerate broken limbs for you, but if you die, where are we going to find another Ryan's childhood playmate to be the patriarch on Lady Lake's territory?"

"Understood!" Alfred took a deep breath and responded loudly, then he knelt down on his legs and accepted the canonization.

Starting today, he is the Patriarch of the ancient church district of Freya, and even the entire western part of Brittany, appointed by the Church of Justice!