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420 God who coexists with the world (3)

In the brightly lit palace, Hermann looked dark and hurried to the Queen's office.

His eager pace greatly reduced his handsomeness and gentlemanly demeanor.

He looks extremely irritable!

"Yo, look, why our Lord Herman is so angry!"

Herman paused and looked at the Knight-Master who walked out of the shadow, "Why is Lord Rory here?"

"Of course I'm waiting for Lord Herman. What's wrong? Lord Herman doesn't like to see me?" Herman chuckled twice, "That's really a pity. As the queen's shadow, I'm always around His Majesty."

Herman frowned. He didn't like Rory's showing off attitude.

"I want to see Your Majesty."

"What do you do when you see Your Majesty?"

A cold light flashed in Hermann's eyes: "I don't think I need to explain it to you at all. Or is Lord Rory's power so prominent that he has the right to find out what I and the Queen said?"

"laugh"

Rory didn't care. He pulled out his accessories, and his sword was shining with a cold light under the light of the palace.

"Mr. Herman should know what the Queen likes to listen to and doesn't like to listen to."

Hermann frowned and crossed Rory.

"Mr. Hermann, how can the king's clamor beside him?"

Hermann had close contact with the old church. As Clautia's former teacher, he supported Clautia's ascension to the throne for his own family.

Now the family can no longer become his stumbling block, and he wants to interfere with the Queen's decision.

Wow, how big is this?

Clautia didn't care about the confrontation between his Knight-Master and the Minister of State.

After she processed the last post, she looked up at Hermann.

"What's the point of being here?"

Herman felt a little sad, he would never call him a teacher again.

Even if he was lost, he was no longer trusted by her.

"Queen, it is not appropriate to ask for rain. If the rain does not fall, the old church will use this to force the queen to abdicate."

If the rain was so easy to ask for, there would not be a severe drought in the past six months.

"Mr. Herman, if I remember correctly, you should be from the old church."

"I am Her Majesty's man."

Claudia raised her eyebrows, she stood up and walked step by step to Hermann.

Her footsteps, touching the black marble floor, made cold sweat ooze on Herman's forehead.

The queen squatted down and pinched his chin so that he could look at her.

"Sir Hermann, since that's the case, then you should know that the old church occupied the springs, and the poor Caesar people could not even drink a sip of springs, and my people died every day. I have long wanted to get rid of them."

"But……"

"No," Claudia put his hand on his lips. "I only believe in the new church of the Pope, and the new and old hatreds between the old church should have been settled. I think Lord Hermann will not stop him, right?"

Hermann looked at the beautiful face that was so close to him, thinking about their time together in Black Reef City, and finally lowered his head.

"Queen, I am just worried about asking for rain in three days."

If it rains, she will be believed by the people! The old church will collapse!

If the rain doesn't rain, then there will be a mistake in the Queen's rule.

Angry people and mean old church will take the opportunity to pull her off the throne.

Claudia stood up and straightened her arms: "God gave me the right, and will not hesitate to bring down the rain and save its devout believers!"

Rory stopped talking and could only kneel beside her.
Chapter completed!
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