Alien Knights

On the morning of the second day after the trial, Todd, who had turned into a human form, sat in the king's audience room, quietly reading the letter from Queen Mary of the Holy Acropolis.

After expressing her lovesickness, Mary wrote in her letter:

There is evidence of serious divisions within the Church of Heavenly Father.

Some priests in the church took the believers of the church under their jurisdiction and took the initiative to defect to the Protestant Kingdom, seeking the protection of Protestantism.

Those priests said that the radical faction in the church has raised religious debates to personal persecution and doctrinal wars.

In those countries that are loyal to the Church of the Heavenly Father, there are tragedies of arresting and killing Protestants every day.

Those stakes that used to be used to burn witches and sorcerers are now reserved for Protestants who hold the same Bible.

Not long ago, the village massacre that occurred in Isaiah has become a fuse, spreading the fire of this religious war to the central region of the entire continent.

The scouts of the Holy Acropolis visited Falenlon, Tiris, and Orebor... In these places, the bodies of thousands of innocent people were found near the burned villages and towns, and they were buried in shallow Among the earth pits, the executioners are not even willing to complete a corpse pit of a suitable size.

In the grass beside the road, you can see wild beasts with human stumps in their mouths everywhere, feasting on flesh and blood.

And in the capital city of Tyro in the Papal State, more and more nobles gathered in front of the church, questioning and roaring again and again, demanding that the bishops give a reasonable explanation.

After reading these words, Todd slowly put the letter on the table, and said softly, "It's almost time."

A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, Master Ackerman, Commander of the Crusaders, and Ms. Minnie, the Great Shaman, request an audience."

Todd put the letter in the drawer, tapped the table lightly, and said, "Let them in."

The dark elf Ackerman hesitated at the door, gathered himself together, and then walked into the room.

In comparison, Minnie seemed much more at ease.

The old lady moved around, came to a relatively comfortable sofa in the audience room, and sat down slowly, looking as if she had returned to her home in the north.

Todd glanced at the two, then gestured to the guard, who closed the door.

"You seem to have something to say." Todd said with a smile, looking at Ackerman who was standing there, a little at a loss.

Ackerman pursed his lips into an awkward smile.

"My holy king... that bard, Beata, committed suicide in prison last night..."

Hearing this, Todd didn't have the slightest surprise on his face: "Is it suicide? Or homicide?"

Ackerman looked more disturbed: "It should be suicide, but there may be some other factors..."

"Is it because those angry crusader soldiers can no longer bear to let that scum live even one more night?"

Ackerman lowered his head and sighed: "There was an elf among the jailers. He heard that bard was still bragging about his romantic deeds in the prison. He couldn't bear it anymore and burned that guy to death..."

Todd waved his hand indifferently: "If you die, you will die. I asked you to come today because there are other things to discuss."

Minnie put the white oak cane beside the sofa, took out a homemade cigarette from her pocket, lighted it with ease, put it to her mouth and took a puff: "Are you worried about the barriers between races?"

Todd smelled the smoke in the air, raised his eyebrows and asked Minnie, "New formula?"

"Tobacco from the Enkat Plateau that was just produced this year, plus fern, honeydew and eleven other spices..."

Todd smiled and held out his hand to Minnie.

Seeing this, Ackerman quickly said, "I want to try too."

Just like that, a giant dragon, a dark elf, and an old shaman were sitting on the sofa, talking about things with clouds in their mouths.

Ackerman sucked a cigarette hard, and said with blurred eyes: "Sometimes, I still think of the past days, that is, the days in the arena... Under the hands of the Red Champion, enjoying the audience our cheers..."

"At that time, Kasper was still alive. We danced with swords during the day and ate and drank by the campfire at night. Although life was difficult, it was not boring..."

Todd first glanced at the burning tobacco in his hand, then gave Minnie a questioning look.

The old shaman whispered: "There are some spices that relax the spirit in the tobacco..."

"Son of the gods, when I was with you, you always had the appearance of Boyle, but now..." Ackerman scratched his neck: "Your appearance has changed a lot, and I don't know it often What should be done."

Todd flicked the ash on the iron plate on the table: "Whether it's Boyle or what I look like now, it can't be regarded as my real look..."

Ackerman slumped back and sank his whole body into the sofa: "I am no longer the village head of Qianmu Village, but whenever I look at myself in the mirror, I always dare not Believe in what happened..."

Todd threw the cigarette butt into the iron plate, nodded and said: "I have something to ask you, there are different races in the Crusaders, what is the relationship between these races, and between them and humans?"

Ackerman was stunned: "Relationship?"

A smile appeared on Minnie's wrinkled face: "You want to ask if there is intercourse between different races?"

Todd was a little surprised that the old shaman would speak so directly.

But after thinking about it, Minnie saved himself a lot of effort by saying this.

Minnie lit another cigarette, squinted her eyes and said, "As far as I know, there are occasional companions among the crusaders. Although the doctrine requires that every soldier must abandon his selfish desires and dedicate everything to the gods, But that kind of thing is not so easy to kill.”

Ackerman was a little sobered by this topic, and he said carefully: "Orcs, werewolves, elves, dwarves, tauren... No matter what race they are, they can often see companions in pairs, This kind of thing is a kind of hidden recognition among the crusaders. Everyone knows it, but no one will expose it."

Todd touched his chin and continued to ask: "Then what's going on between the crusaders and humans?"

Ackerman said with some hesitation: "Human beings are a little different."

"no the same."

"There is such a common view among the crusaders that human beings are an old species, and their bodies and souls are incomplete. In the eyes of the crusaders, they who have completed the transformation ceremony are tantamount to purging their bodies. The filthy things in the world have gained a new life. Human beings have no way to compare with us.”

Hearing Ackerman's explanation, Todd pondered for a moment, and said: "So, in your opinion, the union between the crusaders is sacred and blessed. And the union of the crusaders and humans is the bloodline defilement. That's why the love between that elf and human has such a huge impact."

Unable to hear the deep meaning in Todd's tone, Ackerman asked with some trepidation: "The supreme holy king, please send down the oracle. Did we make a mistake in judging the elf Jacqueline?"

Todd shook his head slightly: "It's not a question of whether it's wrong or not."

Ackerman said suspiciously: "I don't understand what you mean."

"Miscellaneous marriages between different races may cause unforeseen consequences." Todd said with a serious face: "Except for a very small number of mutant cases, interracial marriages may lead to newborn deformities, premature death, and even physical defects. In my world This phenomenon is called reproductive isolation.

Todd looked at Ackerman, who was completely incomprehensible, and sighed softly: "So, from this perspective, it may be a correct decision to prohibit intermarriage between crusaders and humans."

Minnie put down the cigarette in her hand, and noticed that there was a little sadness in Todd's expression.

When the old woman heard the laughter of Aurora, the daughter of the Holy King, from the garden outside the window, she lowered her head thoughtfully.