(The Purple Isolated Flower of Glory.)

The majestic Fennel Mountains are like a sleeping dragon, with military fortresses like White Elephant Castle and beautiful forest villas like Elysium Birds. The former belongs to the barbarian Greenspan, an empire upstart with blood in his hands, while the latter is the industry of the old noble Kandi family.

The luxurious carriages on the wide road at the foot of the Fennel Mountains are endless. Half are middle-class families in the province of Marceau that look up to the honor of the Condy family, and half are "Condy's partner" who came to congratulate the imperial capital. This is a term that almost needs to be written into the imperial encyclopedia to interpret separately. In order to prove that the Condy family has a wide connection. Condy has never reached the top of the pyramid of power in the Empire, has never had an imperial prime minister, and has not even a general or secretary of state. It only produces the chief tax officer, the chief executive of the county and province, and it may add an empire or even the entire continent.

The new profession that is about to be popularized - the colonial governor, so Kangdi has never left the core circle of the empire. In Marceau County, Kangdi is the shadow chief. The dispute between local families is not the first to go to the county and provincial administrative office, but to find the old owner of the Kangdi family, sit down and drink a cup of top white wine produced by Kangdi's private winery. The contradiction can often be easily resolved in a sunny and warm afternoon tea time. What is rare is that Kangdi, who regards himself as a parent of Marceau County, is not annoying, and the administrative heads of the previous county and provincial administrative offices have maintained a good friendship with Kangdi. This may be the survival wisdom of an ancient family.

At the foot of the Fennel Mountains, a wide road leads to the Bliss Villas. The endless carriages on the road were carved with a family badge without exception. All the aristocratic families in the province of Marceau were here. Unfortunately, they did not see the Todd family with red lion flags. Marceau only knew that a young Sacramental giant who had lost his aristocratic title went to Essay Manor and collected a lot of confessions at the Mississippi Arena, but then it was silent.

The audience in the arena who wrote the confession under the circumstances all had a sigh of relief in the private gathering. They concluded that the elegant villain who was not like a priest or a knight did not dare to provoke the entire province of Marceau County, and did not dare to compete with the righteous Lion King. Several private estates near Black Swan Lake clearly remembered the shocking scene of the roar of the Thousand-Man Knights of the Red Hearts. More people even speculated whether the small Siye Brother Castle had been crushed by the lions' iron hooves.

The carriage with blue griffin badges in the long queue is particularly eye-catching, and the road is enough to accommodate two side-by-side carriages. This is the case with many families with good relations, but this carriage, which is followed by a large number of entourage knights, seems lonely and conceited. Not to mention side-by-side, there is no carriage close within a hundred feet of front and back. This is the arrogance of the county of Marceau. The carriage is huge and spacious, and is pulled by a Haze purebred horse and three Fennel war horses. The horse farm under the Fennel Mountains is rich in imperial first-class military horses, although

It is not the strongest horse breed, but it has excellent endurance. In a knight war, the toughness of the horse is as important as its explosive power. As for pulling a cart with a pure blood horse from Haze, this is probably something that only nouveau riche can do. You must know that this well-deserved horse queen, the great nobles of Jupiter City still need to wait for several years before they can carefully take it home. Many front-line nobles who like arts in the Porcher Dynasty were proud of having a pure blood horse from Haze, and they just wished they could sleep in the stables.

Inside the carriage, there was a monk wearing a robe, a socialite with gorgeous clothes and unique style, and a maid with a more outstanding temperament than the hostess.

"Our empire's 'gospel' and Kamie's exploration fleet discovered two new continents at the same time. This is the most sensational news on the epic continent this year. The Porcher Dynasty and the Titan Empire immediately requested a summit to discuss related matters."

The well-informed socialite whispered, "It is undoubtedly a copy of the island of Chinza. It is also a group of guys lying in bed and enjoying their happiness. The only difference is that the last time the Chinza Islands were defined because of the weakness of the discoverer Jones Priest, and the Chinza Islands were just a small mine island, and none of the forces turned against each other at the negotiating table. This time, the empire "Gova" led by Napoleon discovered a new continent with a region comparable to the entire eastern part of the empire, and Kamie almost

At the same time, from another direction, it was named the British Isle Chain. The Plantain Dynasty, the Principality of White Rose, and the three powerful powers led by the Titan Empire were the first to share information with our empire and Kamie. However, the Queen of Kamie directly issued a statement that Britain belongs to Kamie, and our Emperor Majesty has maintained his usual silence. Now, even our mortal enemy, the Titan Empire, has sent missions to Jupiter, which has made more than a dozen knights on the southern border of the empire at a loss."

"Funny." The priest said softly, and then sighed, "When the politicians move their mouths, the generals on the horse's back will have a headache."

"Master Augustine, aren't you just an excellent politician?" The devilish maid smiled, her tone full of mockery.

As the most touching pearl of the barbarians, the beautiful socialite quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Aunt Quentin still looked like the descendant of the Prairie Noble with a graceful and sharp look. She did not change her style because she was brought into the Siye Castle by a humiliation. In the White Elephant Castle, dozens of craftsmen still repaired the continental map under the auspices of the old housekeeper Asa. She was amazed by countless great nobles that the ground in the most gorgeous hall of the empire was ruined in the competition between the two.

The leader of the barbarian, Miss Alice's father, Douglas Greenspan, was furious when he heard that the tenth birthday gift he gave to Alice was almost destroyed, and almost led a knight order comparable to the level of the Cloak King to flatten Brother. In the end, the barbarian princess acted gently and said, "Father of Tolerance, have you forgotten that you just discovered the New World and the Isle of Britain, and I am about to be 20 years old. You just gave me a brand new map. This must be the will of the Lord's Father."

It is hard to imagine that the unruly savage leader was the most devout believer. He insisted on praying and never attended banquets on Religious Day. He was only loyal to a wife for life. He had never had any scandals between lovers and illegitimate sons. In this regard, there were very few great nobles in the empire, only Prince Odith of Augsey City and the poet Duke of Rottenchild. Unfortunately, the prince's head was hung on a statue of St. John's Cathedral. The duke finally walked to the gallows of the square and died quietly in the sight of tens of thousands of people in the imperial capital. He did not even recite the popular song "Fresh"

"The Flower Immortal" is different from Prince Odith with a dark temperament. His unpopular prince was sent to the torture hall and even cut off his head. The upper class of the empire did not regret it. However, when the poet and duke walked towards the gallows, countless famous ladies who had secretly loved this poet, artist, sculptor and "moderate noble" men all cried red in front of their fiancés or husbands, and the men also showed enough measures. After all, except for Luo Tongzield's ancient enemy, no noble was unwilling to talk and laugh with the learned duke.

There are even rumors that Chief Secretary of State Gersher once pleaded with His Majesty the Emperor on behalf of the Duke.

"The New World has not been named yet?" Augustine frowned. He did not care about Mrs. Quentin's sarcasm. Perhaps in private, he only needs a kitten that does not affect the quality of the faith of the [Saints]. But outside the Castle of Shinig, order requires a diplomat with good temperament. In a short period of time, Mrs. Quentin can only play this role. The salon pet Mrs. Fiona actually has more means and eyesight, but unfortunately the reputation is really bad. Augustine still hopes that Shinig and Order can have a relatively normal reputation.

"Not yet, the tentative name is "saints" and "gospel", but the Holy See is very hot, but His Majesty the Emperor has been reluctant to express his opinion." Alice said softly. Today, after she confirmed that Augustine was willing to attend the banquet with her, she asked the private butler Lao Asa to bring the most lovely evening dress from another castle, which was exquisite but not luxurious. Standing with him, there was no need to worry about the embarrassing scene of being inappropriate due to the huge gap between the rich and the poor.

"This is the wisdom of His Majesty the Emperor," Augustine explained. "He is a politician with good patience and perseverance. So before the dust settles, he will continue to remain silent. Every day of silence, the empire's bargaining chips will increase a little."

"What is the so-called dust settle?" Mrs. Quentin seemed to have begun to get used to being an inquirer, but she just didn't realize it.

"In the past, the epic continent collectively raised its spearhead towards Kamie, mainly because of the moral level and the authority of the Byzan O'Capital, but no one was willing to really provoke an ice-blooded country that had fought blood for nearly a thousand years with the wild continent. This time, the Holy Empire and the British Isle Chain she explored were almost a small epic continent. No one was willing to fall behind this feast. Moreover, the Cavalry of Kamie could not appear out of thin air on that distant virgin land.

With the most fierce iron cavalry on the Epic Continent, the Kamie Empire is like a tiger with teeth lost, which is not very respectable to the kings. Our Emperor is waiting for the stubborn northern lone wolf to absorb all the firepower, waiting for the end of the underground war between Byzano and Vatragan, waiting for the end of the ten-person roundtable meeting where he always absent, waiting for the low-key "gospel", or the empire's darling, the empire's Grand Priest Napoleon to gain a foothold in the New World." Augustine said calmly.

"Didn't the Empire symbolically establish a prison between the mainland and the British Isles? The Empire officially said it was used to detain traitors, blasphemers and other sinners who committed unforgivable crimes. Today's banquet was the Condy family celebrating their heirs, and the Count of Rome received the title of colonial governor-general awarded by the Empire and the Holy See." Alice, who is proficient in Paya's war chess, was obviously not a competent politician.

"This is a necessary means. Keeping the silence of the Holy Empire does not mean that it can be exploited arbitrarily like the weak Principality of Jones. This is His Majesty the Emperor's most distinctive attitude, but it is not aggressive, but at the same time ensures moderate toughness. Jones's situation shows that weak countries have no diplomacy, and the diplomats of the Holy Empire prove that the stronger the strong countries are, the more flexible policies are needed." Augustine smiled.

"It is Secretary Gousher who is handling this matter himself." Alice whispered, looking carefully at Augustine.

"No wonder the Academic Affairs Office just sent a low-level judgement team to visit Black Swan Lake. It seems that I am still the little person who is not valued by the Chief Secretary of State." Augustine murmured.

This time, even Mrs. Quentin shut her mouth and did not dare to make an argument easily.

Duke Luo Tongzild wrote a song "The Flowers Immortal".

The No. 1 figure in the Academic Affairs Department, the largest institution in Vatican, Queen Gosher, the former royal literature teacher, has a collection of essays that "Every flower will die, and every veteran will grow old."

Augustine, who has a lot to do with both authors, only has a book called "Teachings" to carry with her.

There is no outsider's guess that "The Flowers Immortal" has not been heard by Master Augustine recite this poem in its entirety, and Elizabeth's little shaman has never.

Some people say that this is because Rottenchild's heir lost his poetic temperament.

Some people say that this poor and cowardly monk chose to be loyal to the empire in exchange for the life that the descendants of the traitor should have died.

Rottenchild's hometown, Augs Song City, spread rumors about his teasing maids and playing with nuns when he was a child. During his resignation of the seminary of Deatha Aola, he tirelessly told the wonderful story of this noble boy harming the noble lady on the Metalang plain. After Rottenchild's darkness, he spared no effort to denounce Augustine's cowardly behavior.

Such a clown young man, such a boring gray story.

If you put it in the collection of works of the bard, you will definitely be teased by the noble lady as a third-rate story written by a second-rate poet, right?

It seems that everyone has forgotten the dusty poem.

What are you telling.

"Flowers Immortal":

I am a flower, refuse to wither

Strong wind, heavy rain, heavy snow, barren soil

No one appreciates me, I will bloom

I'm a veteran and refuse to leave the battlefield

Break the spear, broken armor, riding a lame horse

I must hold my chest up

Ask me in spring

Why not wither in the most gorgeous autumn

Ask me for honor

Why don't you leave the venue wearing a medal

A companion asked me

Why not sleep together on the earth

Ask me for the war

Why don't you want to lower your head

I am a flower, refuse to wither

Because I'm waiting to see winter

Winter is coming

Will the romance be far away

I will witness this scenery for my friends

I'm a veteran and refuse to leave the battlefield

Because behind me is my wife

My child

My home

The flowers are not welcoming

The veteran is not dead
Chapter completed!