third chapter(2/3)
Although Ribo had a very limited understanding of magic, he knew very well that when a magic of the same nature would be the absolute winner when fighting against it. The great magician Kaimildit was the most powerful magician in history. Later magicians could not match him at all. The power he left behind was also not something that contemporary magicians could compete with.
In the Bart Forest, Teacher Masque could not even get close to him. He hid the villa where Kaimildit made the puppet himself, and the difference in strength could be seen.
Sitting in the carriage, Ruibo calmed down a little. He looked at Brother Fernando who was racing outside the window. From a distance, he could see other sleds flying by. If the guess was correct, he was Brother Fernando's subordinates. Obviously, this would not be the arrangement that Brother Fernando had made his own decision. Eckert probably had arranged everything behind the scenes.
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Mislo Square is located in a corner southeast of the center of Franck. It is one of the most elegant areas of Franck, and the famous Saberton Avenue crosses this historic and famous square.
Although the Inbas Avenue that Ribo passed by now is not as famous as Saberton Avenue, it is also a bustling street where embassies from various countries gather.
Along the way, you can see all kinds of buildings. In front of the doors of those buildings, there are no exception, guards holding long halberds, sharp swords, and straight military dresses and shiny armor.
There were many carriages on the road following the carriage that Riebo was riding, but they did not dare to get close. Riebo guessed that the people riding on these carriages were the VIPs invited at the hearing, the passers-by watching the fun, and the responders arranged by Eckert.
When the carriage slowed down and began to circle around and wanted to stop on the side of the road, Ribo finally saw the destination of their trip, the place where the hearing was held, Miston Square.
Miston Square is a very wide square. In the center is a platform about one meter higher than the ground, and the platform covers an area of at least five or six acres. The material for building this platform is marble, and the surface of the best white marble is extremely smooth and smooth, so I want a mirror to clearly reflect the surrounding scenery.
Four pillars are erected at the four corners of the platform, and the dull metallic luster is shining under the reflection of the sun. Ruibo clearly felt that a large number of wind elves gathered on one of the pillars. The pillar was like a shackle, imprisoning all wind elves around it on it.
"Aren't you going to get off?" Rabel reminded.
Only then did Ruibo realize that he had been in a daze.
When they got off the carriage with Rabel, the detectives from the Legal Affairs Bureau immediately surrounded them. They looked more like bodyguards than escorts.
Follow the steps to climb the platform. The platform is cross-shaped and paved with four long red carpets.
The seats were filled with seats, and the figures sitting on the seats were all luxuriously dressed and extraordinary. Being invited to attend the hearing was naturally a representative sent by Francis’ famous family.
If Ruibo was not the protagonist of the hearing, he would not be qualified to appear in such an occasion with the reputation of the Medin family.
Although the wealthy families invited to attend the hearing have long heard of the protagonists of the recent series of major events that have caused a nationwide sensation, the heir of the Lord of Serth is a minor teenager, they were still very surprised when they saw Ribo himself.
Everything that happened in Franx south had already become completely unrecognizable after it reached the capital, with many absurd and bizarre descriptions. Now when everyone saw the rumored protagonist, who was just an ordinary boy, they felt even more incredible.
Ruibo was not interested in the surprised gazes of the audience. His attention was attracted by the pillars around him. After walking onto the platform, Ruibo immediately felt his body become heavy, obviously the power attached to the pillars had already acted on him. What surprised him even more was that the four pillars seemed to support an invisible barrier, completely blocking the coldness of winter outside. The platform was warm, just like the weather at the brightest time of spring in March.
Rebow followed Label to the center of the platform. His Majesty the noble king had not arrived yet, and the referee's seat was also empty, only the Earl of Gothbow Foucault was sitting in a corner of the referee's seat, and he greeted Rebow enthusiastically.
In front of everyone, Earl Focos' actions were undoubtedly a signal, and the Fox family, which had great influence in the Elder House, supported the heirs of Sethborough. The bystanders immediately became turbulent, and whispers immediately sounded between the seats. Many people even stood up from their chairs, walked around constantly, and exchanged opinions with others. Everyone knew that this hearing was likely to be the beginning of the complete break between His Majesty the King and the Elder House.
The originally inconspicuous place of Serthburgh has now become a symbol of whether His Majesty the King of the King's sacred and inviolable majesty in the Kingdom of Francis. Both His Majesty the King and the Elders' House are already in a difficult situation. I don't know whether it is to allow the audiences participating in the hearing to have sufficient time to communicate or to show the supremacy of the royal power, His Majesty's figure has never appeared on the throne in the middle of the referee. The members of the Elders' House were present one after another, but except for Earl Foucault, the attitudes of others were all inexplicable. Obviously, the Elders' House itself also had completely different opinions.
Ribo didn't take those irrelevant characters to heart, and his attention was all on the magician near the entrance and exit in the corner of the referee table.
The magician was quite old, and his long cheeks and a flowing white beard really felt unfathomable. He had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose and his eyes were thin and long. The magician was wearing a gorgeous robe, with golden silk strips sewn on his collar and sleeves, and his robe was dotted with silver crescent patterns of all sizes. In his hand, he held a long magic wand, and three intertwined crescent moon decorations on the top, each flashing with gold, silver and copper luster. Under the decoration was inlaid with a row of turquoise.
He is the third magician that Ribo has ever seen.
Ruibo’s teacher, Sorcerer Masque, gives people the impression of being a kind old man.
The magician who died in Ribo's hands was full of mystery and weirdness, like a creature from another world.
The magician in front of me was the most magnificent magician that Ruibo had ever seen.
That wand is not comparable to that of the wand that Teacher Maske gave him.
Ruibo's heart became uneasy again.
At this moment, a clergyman wearing a red robe and a white hat came towards him.
Rabel immediately bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Master Archbishop, I didn't expect you to attend the hearing in person."
"Mr. Ista, can I bless Mr. Bairndit's holy water?" asked the Archbishop.
Rabel wanted to stop it, but the archbishop's status was a noble and the blessing of the holy water was a power that even death row prisoners could enjoy. When he came forward to stop it, it not only turned out to be openly against the Holy See, but also was not just a bad reputation.
Having intention to retreat, Rabel was afraid that the Archbishop would make any moves on Rebbo.
"May the merciful Father in heaven dispel all suffering and sorrow in the world, and may the omnipotent and omnipresent Father bless his people with peace of mind." The Archbishop did not intend to obtain Rabbi's consent, and he began to pray.
Rabel had no choice but to stand aside. He could only pay close attention to the Archbishop's every move and prevent him from having the opportunity to do something secretly.
Fortunately, the Archbishop dipped some holy water from the cup of holy water in his hand and pointed a little on Ribo's forehead.
Looking at the Archbishop who had retreated to the referee's seat, Rabel finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Rabel did not find anything abnormal. He turned his head to look at the magician Perseus sitting not far away.
The magician's indifferent expression reassured Rabel.
But he didn't know that the mark painted by the Archbishop on Ribo's forehead had begun to play a role.
Ribo suddenly felt someone whispering in his ear, and that feeling was very strange.
"Ribo, keep as calm as possible. I am Archbishop of Bililiu. I will help you by the orders of His Majesty the Pope. This spiritual connection between you and me is the power of the gods in the heavens, not magic."
"His Majesty the King was blindfolded by Yu's eyes. He wanted to use worldly power to compete with God the Father. That Perseus has evil power. His magic can control those creatures with weak will and turn these creatures into his slaves. However, believers of God the Father who has a firm belief will never be controlled by his evil power. God the Father through my hands is helping you and helping you fight the power of Portoes."
The news conveyed by the Archbishop made Rebe calm.
It seems that the magician Perseus is also a summoner, but he is probably controlling those advanced creatures.
Rebow once heard from Mr. Masque that summoners can control creatures and let them do things for themselves. Summoners in the army can be said to be the most popular magician.
They can control birds and make them the eyes and ears of the army. They can control the voles, let them steal intelligence and inquire about information.
The higher the level of the summoner, the higher the creatures they can control, and the smarter they are.
The highest-level summoners even have the ability to control humans called the Spirit of All Things.
Poseus is probably such a magician.
Ruibo did not know whether the clergy's Holy Spirit Technique was effective in defending the summoner's mental control, but Ruibo was absolutely sure that the spiritual magic sealed in his ring was definitely far greater than the power of Posso.
Is there any way to get the ring back into his hands?
Just as Ribo was thinking hard, suddenly, the voice sounded again: "I can feel your thoughts. You want to get your ring back. Don't worry, my child, I will help you realize this wish, but you have to tell me where the ring is now."
Rebe was startled and turned to Rabel and asked, "Mr. Rabel, have you kept my wand and my magic ring properly? They are all extremely precious magic weapons."
Rabel did not agree with Rebbo's problem. He knew very well that once the hearing was made an accusation against Rebbo, the young heir would spend the rest of his life in Lombardy prison. By that time, the wand and magic ring would be owned by the palace magician Vach.
But of course, this kind of thing cannot be said in person. Rabel immediately replied: "Please rest assured, we will definitely take care of your things. After the hearing, they can be returned to you. My subordinates are carefully guarding them."
Just as Ribo wanted to pass the news to the Archbishop, the voice rang in his ear again: "I understand, don't worry, leave this matter to me."
Ruibo turned around and saw that the archbishop was calm and summoned a short monk and ordered him a few words.
The young monk ran away quickly immediately.
Looking at the young monk's thief-headed appearance, Ruibo could see his identity at a glance.
Apart from Brother France and Ying, there is absolutely no other person who looks like a thief like this.
However, at this moment, Ruibo's mood completely relaxed when he saw Brother France and Ying.
It seems that the Holy See has contacted Mr. Eckert, and not only that, it has brought France and England to such a place. It is obvious that the Holy See has planned to openly stand up against His Majesty the King.
In addition, Ruibo is also very confident in French and English's stealing technology.
This thief rarely fails to steal things. In the golden finger, this guy is definitely one of the best strengths.
Just as Ribo was looking forward to Brother Faying to send him the magic ring as soon as possible, the king finally arrived at the venue.
When the solemn and loud military salute sounded, everyone stood up from their chairs.
The drummers and the guard of honor stood on both sides of the red carpet, and with the neat sound of drums, His Majesty Francis XVI appeared before everyone.
He was very old when he was working hard for state affairs. Fortunately, the golden wig covered up a trace of depressed expression.
The king's body was a little hunched, and his right hand was holding the scepter that symbolized the Francis's power.
His face was pale without a trace of blood, the skin on his face seemed extremely loose, and the flesh on his cheeks drooped like a pair of deflated skin sacs.
It seemed as if there was a tacit understanding. Everyone saluted His Majesty the King and the drums stopped suddenly.
After the king nodded and greeted, everyone returned to their original posture.
Walking to the front of the throne in the middle of the referee table, the king glanced at Ribo.
He wanted to tell from Rebbo the assassin temperament of Rabel that Rabel said.
Unfortunately, his faint old eyes only saw an ordinary boy.
In his eyes, this young man was not even among the children of wealthy families in the capital.
Could it be that this young man repeatedly shattered his plans and even put him in a very unfavorable situation?
If he hadn't had secretly had a secret contact with the Kingdom of Delizhi a year ago, the envoy of Delizhi arrived in Frank at the most difficult time of his situation.
If this agreement had not been for the timely pulling itself out of the brink of the power crisis, I'm afraid that another person would have been sitting on the throne now.
The king looked at Ribo, then turned his head to look at the Archbishop sitting beside him and the representatives of the Elder House.
All the people had serious faces, and the king looked at these people with disdain.
Compared with them, he might be more obsessed with that boy.
In any case, the land of Serthburgh and Franx South is the fastest-growing place in the past century.
The Meiding family who governed that area must be said to be a capable family. If this family is willing to surrender to it, he would be happy to accept it.
To be continued...