Griffith closed the file and fell into deep thought.
The Count's team is building a high-standard cavalry, which is well-equipped and has many Beyonders.
The north of the kingdom is not peaceful, and information from various sources confirms that orcs are jumping across the border to invade the border territories. However, the situation in the Odessa region is similar to that of Verona. Although many counts directly under King Beyeland, including the Larmor family, have border territories there, the main force in this region is still Ao A local noble under the Grand Duke of Desa. Even Odessa, the largest local city, is not controlled by Beyeland, which is the most independent region.
What is going to happen?
Forget it, even if there is a war, it's not a big deal. When will Beyeland not fight? I'm familiar with this. The most difficult thing is Galadia’s gift! War is nothing.
Griffith put down the document in his hand and began to look at his schedule. Before setting off for Canaan, he had some important things to do.
The Beyeland Summer Congress is about to begin. The king, senators and parliamentarians will gather at the Sanssouci Palace on the northern outskirts of the city to escape the summer heat. At the same time, a two-house meeting of the Senate and the Arcane Parliament will be held to decide on national policy. If the meeting involves changing the government, it will last for two weeks. In other cases, the time is 10-12 days.
The great nobles of Bayerland are either senators or members of parliament. Griffith and other Shutoral naturally had to accompany them, participate in the review of new weapons and guards before the meeting, and then help the prince prepare relevant bills.
The servants at the Earl's Palace were repairing his breastplate, preparing shoulder straps and ribbons, and there was a horse ready in the stable.
Just when he was calculating when the gift for Miss Elf would be ready and there were still a few holes in his breastplate that needed to be filled, a male servant came to the library and announced:
"Your Majesty the Quasi-Knight, the regional commander has arrived and is waiting for you in the living room."
Oops, Professor Heinz came in person, saving me the trouble of going to the military headquarters. Griffiths shouted in unison, adjusted their collars, made sure the medals were hung properly, and then hurried to the living room.
The professor was taking a coffee break in a separate small room. He seemed to be preparing to discuss something with the count. Before the meeting, he took some time to chat with Griffith.
"Good morning, Mr. Commander of the Third Class Assault Squadron," the professor seemed to like Griffith's cavalry uniform and officer's collar. "You will go to the summer meeting of the two houses with the count and your family, right?"
"Yes," Griffith nodded, "I haven't been there. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"
The professor thought carefully:
"Be careful to control the horses during the military parade. This is your first time participating. The horses may be frightened when the horn sounds. Every year, knights with excellent riding skills fall in the queue."
I am a veteran, and I will participate in the lance competition in the fall. How could I fall while walking in line? Griffith thought about it disapprovingly, but still thanked the respected professor.
Professor Heinz took a sip of coffee and then asked seemingly casually: "Are you going to Canaan next?"
"Yes, Professor!"
"You will surely meet Archon Ferreiras Villanoy, right?"
Upon hearing this name, Griffith trembled subconsciously.
Professor Heinz looked at him and couldn't help but flash a smile: "What a precious privilege. Not many humans have such treatment. Do you know what the Archon likes?"
His daughter... Griffith felt a drop of sweat dripping down his neck, and stammered: "No, I know, I know~"
"Thank you for choosing information science. I will deduct 10 points from your summer report." The professor cursed and took out two books from his handbag and put them on the small table. "The Archon has a deep interest in literature, and even I’ll quote it in meetings. Read it while you still have time, and don’t think about hooking up with the waitress at the café across the street every day.”
I didn't. Hey, has the waiter in the cafe opposite changed? Griffith hurriedly took it and looked at it, and found that they were two hardcover books named "Ann Hathaway" and "The Tempest".
The professor glared at him and said in an indifferent tone: "What if the Archon says that Galadia doesn't need humans like you and she has a good brother?"
"I……"
"You can say that even if there are tens of millions of brothers, all their love gathered together will not be worth the love I have alone."
"Me and Galadia are not..." Griffith's face was so red that it almost burned.
"I said yes, hey, why did the little elf princess invite you?" The professor sighed, "The world is out of touch. What kind of cursed cause and effect is this? I was born to correct it! "
Griffith stared dumbfoundedly at the great professor speaking in a tone that sounded particularly like that of a middle school student, and suddenly realized that he was probably quoting a certain line, right?
The two chatted for a while in the small conference room. Griffith suddenly thought of another question and asked for advice:
"Teacher, do you know anything about the Supreme Being who was punished by erasing records?"
"..." Professor Heinz gave him a horrified look: "How can someone know about the existence of records that have been wiped out?"
That’s right too.
However, the erudite professor thought about it and laughed: "Mr. Quasi-Knight, since we all have time, you might as well listen to me tell a story."
So, while waiting for the count to meet, Professor Heinz told a story to the young officer. Although the secrets of the Black Magic Supreme have been officially blocked from history, fragments of the legend of the heroes who fought against him still circulate.
That was a day long ago, and the detailed documents have not yet been deciphered, leaving only some fragments that arouse speculation.
At that time, the virtuous and noble King Hadrian protected Bjeran with his unparalleled rule.
One day, the powerful and terrifying Black Magic Supreme came towards the palace. Behind Him followed the surging tide, making a loud noise that frightened everyone. He stood there, yet so distant and elusive, as if what appeared in front of the palace was just a phantom. His spiritual power is boundless and far beyond what anyone can imagine.
His breath is more powerful than any supreme demigod alive today.
He displayed almost miraculous magic in the square, and the most powerful wizards were frightened by his power and had to succumb or escape.
The king had no choice but to send out the forbidden assassin. They are the representatives of shadow and death, but they are invisible under the sight of the Supreme Black Magic who understands the origin of all things. The assassins were discovered as soon as they appeared at the Supreme's side.
The Supreme Black Magic entered the royal court, and the most powerful knights and priests around the king tried to stop him. However, these extraordinary warriors trembled under the boundless power and could not even get close and touch the hem of his clothes. .
In this way, no one can stop Him.
The Black Magic Supreme came to the steps in front of the throne and said: "Your Majesty, I can give you unprecedented power, unparalleled power. You will be able to eradicate bad governance and bring things to the country that no wise king can imagine. of prosperity."
The virtuous king asked, "So, what's the price?"
The Supreme opened his arms: "All of this."
The king refused the request. The Supreme raised his wand of infinite power, threatening him to succumb to his dark will.
The king again refused.
The Supreme Lord of Black Magic has summoned horrific monsters. They were endless darkness and madness, lapping like a tidal wave on the palace steps. Powerful wizards, assassins, knights and clergymen panicked under this terrible power and fled in all directions.
Darkness and madness rushed into the palace.
King Hadrian drew his sword and said to the Supreme and His creatures: "I will not yield to your will. Although your power could easily destroy me, although my ordinary heart shakes under fear, my crown I am not allowed to back down. From the moment I put on the crown, I am Beyelan, and you are not allowed to act recklessly."
"I know," the Black Magic Supreme said calmly. He has always been polite, which is different from those crazy dark creations. Yet, He remains a symbol of destruction.
The king raised his sword and charged into the host of dark creatures. His purple robe disappeared in an instant like a torch thrown into the sea.
After that, the Lord of Black Magic drove his creatures and servants to kill the queen, four young princesses and a prince, as well as the doctors, cooks and servants present. He then slaughtered the royal family's branches and loyal soldiers, vowing to cut off the bloodline inheritance.
His rule was destined not to last long, and almost all knights and wizards rose up against him.
At this time, there was a young man who was a corporal in the army and wanted to become a painter after retiring. However, in that era, the Dark Lord prohibited the existence of art.
The corporal who could not become a painter also joined the resistance. Everyone said he was a side branch of the royal family, and some said he was the illegitimate son of King Hadrian. One after another, brave Guardians came to his aid, vowing to overthrow the Dark Lord's rule.
Soon, the Dark One's reign will fall. He began to resort to evil means, and decided that the young corporal was just a flag, and the real threat was the warriors gathered around him, one of which was the family of Aaron Lendirus. If he could destroy this family, he could suppress the others with fear.
The Black Magic Supreme sent assassins, but they failed. He had to take action himself, but never came back.
…
Griffith finished listening to Professor Heinz's story: "Which book and file are these records? Why don't I know?"
"It's natural that you don't know," the professor replied. "These stories are a little bit of my life experience. You don't want to tell anyone about it. Even the deeds of King Mark Aurelius Antony when he was young have not been officially made public. Documentation."
"Why?"
"It's easy to understand. Any writing about the Dark Lord may evoke his memory and fall into the category of record erasure. The king has a noble bloodline and does not need to show off his bravery and deeds. Naturally, there is no need to elaborate," Hai Professor Inz said, "You have to understand that even if a few words spread, as long as the Black Magic Supreme has enough followers, he can be recalled from the spirit world."
"What?" Griffith was shocked, "Can He be resurrected?"
