Today's princess is still cute

Not to mention the fifth prince Andrei, even if you replaced him with the second prince who is known for his wisdom, his IQ would probably drop by half when he knew that he is likely to get help from the Holy See.

Because this has happened before in history.

I remember it was about five or six hundred years ago. At that time, a tyrannical and licentious emperor emerged from the family of Ulysses, making life miserable for the people and causing complaints from all levels of society. Even the usually good-natured church could not stand it anymore and directly supported an unpopular but well-known prince to take the throne.

Ever since a glimpse of the Vatican's true strength was exposed, the royal family has become deeply wary of the Vatican.

You know, in the first few hundred years, every emperor had to be crowned by the Pope in order to be legitimate.

Later, this unwritten rule was abolished by a bold and cruel emperor, and the Vatican was happy to not get involved in the dirty affairs of their royal family.

This is probably what it means: Whoever controls the Vatican controls the world.

The Holy See itself knows that its power is too great, and has set up various departments to prevent any pope from changing his title to that of the pope.

Internally, there are various powers such as education, trial, supervision, and doctrine that check and balance each other to maintain procedural justice, which has maintained the purity of the millennium-old Church.

But apart from the Vatican, no one is willing to believe that they really have no desire for power, so over the years everyone has maintained a delicate balance, relying on each other and guarding against each other.

The tactics that Cardinson used were actually tried by someone a long time ago, but he was the only one who succeeded.

Just because he truly did these things without any utilitarian purpose.

What he is looking at is what will happen twenty years later, not what is in front of him.

As the dusk deepened, Cardinson slowed down his pace and walked slowly to the Evening Song Tavern following Rong Ke's instructions.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Roye playing Reversi with his daughter.

"Brother Kaisen!"

When the little girl saw him coming, she reached out to mess up the chessboard that was about to be lost, then rushed over and jumped into his arms.

"Hey, Mia, was you good today?" Cardinson had been fake smiling at Andre for a long time, and now he could finally laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"good!"

"Okay, Mia, go to the kitchen and help your mother make dinner. I have something to talk to your brother Kaisen about." Roye walked over, lifted his daughter's collar and put her at the kitchen door.

Cardinson smiled and said, "Don't be like that. What if I become your son-in-law in the future?"

"Then I'll stab you to death later," Luo Ye said with a pout, "Would you like to have dinner here?"

"Of course I am. I will stay one more night."

Cardinson really felt at home here. He sat down without any hesitation, took a bottle of wine from the counter and started drinking.

No matter how expensive or good the wine in the Mutori Bar is, it is not as reassuring as the wine in the Evening Song Tavern.

"Should I call you Sir Knight Payne or Lord Cardinson now?" Roye said jokingly, sitting opposite him.

Cardinson rolled his eyes and said, "Boring, I have something serious to do."

"What serious business? Doing good deeds without leaving a name and not even asking for a thousand gold coins as a reward?"

"Give me a mission. Tomorrow I will go hunting in the suburbs with the Fifth Prince. Find a few people to help me create some accidents."

Chapter 51 Hathaway Burton (fourth update, please vote!)

Morning, August 1180, 8 of the Blue Calendar.

Tina went out at a time when there were not many people around and arrived at the door of a private house on time.

Since visiting the female scholar that grandma mentioned two days ago, Tina has had the opportunity to study here three times a month.

Hathaway Burton.

This scholar, who enjoyed a great reputation in the university academy, was particularly good at poetry and music theory. The royal family once wanted to invite her to the palace to be the chief musician, but no one was interested in her.

The other party did not despise the prophecy she carried, and that tolerance and kindness made Tina feel a little warm, so she came to visit for the second time so soon.

Only after the old maid parked the carriage and knocked on the door of Scholar Hathaway did Tina get out of the carriage wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

"Ms. Hathaway, good morning." Tina greeted in a voice that only she could hear, and performed an awkward court salute.

Standing in the doorway was a woman in her forties. Time had not diminished her beauty, but had instead added a layer of mature, intellectual beauty.

She has a pair of deep blue eyes, as tranquil as a lake on a snow-capped mountain. Even when she is wearing the simplest light blue scholar's robe, she still has a moving charm.

"Good morning, Your Highness Tina, welcome to visit my cottage again." Hathaway led Tina into the house and sat face to face in the study.

Tina lowered her head, looked at her little hands, and said nothing.

Hathaway had become accustomed to the princess's silence. If she had not been able to clearly perceive her intelligence and eagerness to learn during the last teaching session, she would have been irritated.

"I have to go to the graduate school for classes this afternoon, so let's start today's classes as soon as possible. As we mentioned last time..."

Tina quickly took out her notebook from the small bag she was carrying and sat up straight.

Like other princes and princesses, they never lacked storage rings, but she did not. All she carried all year round was a small cloth bag sewed for her by the old maid.

There has never been such a shabby royal descendant, but everyone takes it for granted.

"It's good enough that we can support her, and you want the same treatment as us?" - These are the words of a certain princess, Tina's half-sister.

The old maid stood outside the door, listening quietly to the lecture inside.

Your luck seems to have gotten better in the past two days. First, you met the young knight who helped you out, and then you met such a broad-minded scholar. If your luck could be a little better, Your Highness would be able to obtain a small fiefdom, even if it's far away, as long as you can get away from the imperial capital.

Ugh.

A princess herself cannot be granted territory unless she marries into a noble family. Then the royal family will symbolically grant her a piece of land near the other party's territory, which has more symbolic significance than practical significance.

Poor little Tina, which noble young man of equal status and position would be willing to propose to her?

Who would be willing to marry a girl who has been abandoned by God and is mired in misfortune?

Even if you are willing, your family won't agree.

The old maid is always thinking about her Royal Highness the Princess. She knows that she will not live long, and she just wants to find someone who is willing to be good to Her Highness before she dies, take over her burden, and let Her Highness live happily in this life.

Before her thoughts had drifted away for long, Tina's exclamation came from the study.

"what!"

The old maid quickly pushed the door open and went in, only to find that Hathaway had been hit on the shoulder by a heavy book that had fallen from the bookshelf behind her.

The books that were neatly placed just fell down like that.

Hathaway rubbed her shoulders and put the book back in its place nonchalantly.

"I'm sorry," Tina whispered, her little face full of deep self-blame.

Similar things happened around her every day, but the old maid was always the one who suffered.

He always hurts the people around him, and this alone is enough to make Tina extremely miserable.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about it. Since I am willing to teach you, I won't mind such a small matter." Hathaway smiled faintly.

The old maid came over, bowed, and then withdrew.

Perhaps touched, Hathaway said, "Your Highness, don't always think that you are a wrong existence. Everything in the world has its reason for existence. Please forgive me for giving some unpleasant examples. For example, we all hate mosquitoes. I have thought more than once that it would be great if there were no mosquitoes in the world. I wouldn't have to endure their harassment on summer nights. But mosquitoes are also a very important part of nature. If mosquitoes disappear, humans will benefit in a short period of time. Some beneficial insects that feed on pests, such as dragonflies, sparrows, frogs, fish, lizards, etc., will lose their best food source, leading to local extinction, and the natural world will also be affected."

"Mosquito?" Tina's little head couldn't keep up.

Hathaway chuckled and said, "Your Highness, I'm not saying that you are a mosquito, but I want to say that everything in this world is important. There is no right or wrong, it's just that everyone has a different standpoint."

"Position?" Tina nodded, not quite understanding.

Hathaway suddenly said: "My pet was suddenly killed by someone outside yesterday because they thought my pet was harmful, but it was one of my favorite pets. In my opinion, the pet is not wrong, but those who killed it are wrong."

Seeing that Tina looked dazed, Hathaway stopped talking and continued her lecture.

Vatican, inside the Inquisition.

The current chief arbitrator, one of the five Morning Star Knights, Graham Matt, the "Sky-Snatching Light Wing", was looking at the reports presented by his priests with a gloomy face.

"Sir Ellis, I'm afraid we're in trouble."

Bach, who was standing nearby, asked, "Is the level of the devil who gave Peggy the contract high?"

"Very high. The Hell Will separated from the blood has reached a four-star purity level," Graham put away the report and frowned. "If Peggy is given some more time, she will most likely be assimilated into a true Hell Devil."

"So, the devil lurking in the imperial capital is very likely a five-star devil?" Bach's expression also became serious.

In hell, the devils and demons that have reached the five-star level are collectively called celestial demons.

"The Demon that Corrodes the Sky".

Graham sighed and said, "I will report this to His Holiness the Pope. Sir Ellis, please also tell the knight who found Peggy to be extremely careful. The devil is the most vindictive."

Chapter 52 She (th update, please vote!)

At noon, when Tina finished her lecture at Hathaway's, she said goodbye and returned to the imperial city, declining the female scholar's invitation to lunch.

The carriage for traveling was kept in the eldest prince's manor, and Tina did not have enough food to feed even a poor horse.

"Your Highness, you have learned a lot today!" The old maid smiled lovingly as she packed up the pastries she brought back from Hathaway.

When you go to study with others, you not only don't have to pay tuition, but you also don't have to give gifts, but you can bring something back.

It can be seen that Hathaway really likes this little princess.

"Yes, the teacher knows a lot." Tina nodded, agreeing with this statement.

She flipped through her notebook, which was filled with neat and beautiful handwriting.

After being out for a morning, Tina, who was already weak, felt a little tired, so she told the old maid that she was going back to her room to sleep and there was no need to prepare lunch for her.

The old maid was about to say something when suddenly, there was a knock on the door of their small building, which was rarely visited except when resources were distributed every month.

"Who?"

cried the old maid.

"His Highness the Fifth Prince Andre has ordered that His Highness the Seventh Princess Tina join him for the afternoon hunt in the suburbs. The carriage has been prepared for Her Highness Tina and we will set off in twenty minutes."

The voice outside the door was very arrogant. After saying that, it left without even giving the two of them time to ask another question.

The fifth prince, Andre?

Tina's face was full of confusion.

Is this my brother? Why can't I remember him?

Besides, why did he suddenly invite himself to a hunt in the suburbs?

I clearly haven't hung out with them.

The old maid stood up angrily and said excitedly: "No! We won't go! Your Highness, this is definitely not a good thing!"

Tina was silent, thinking of what Teacher Hathaway and she said after class -

"Your Highness, when you open your heart to accept the world, the world will also begin to accept you. You must believe that there are still many kind people."

Just when the old maid was about to push open the door to argue with the other party, Tina spoke.

"Prepare something for me."

"Your Highness?!"

"I'll go. My brothers and sisters are adults now. They won't play pranks on me." It was rare for Tina to say such a long sentence. She looked at the old maid with a pleading look in her eyes.

The old maid was most afraid of seeing her eyes like this.

Ugh.

"Then I will go pack your things for you. The Fifth Prince is known for being studious and kind. I'm sure he will take good care of you."

Tina fell silent again, looking out the door, wondering what she was thinking.

In front of the east gate of the imperial city, a group of young men and women in bright clothes and riding horses were gathered together, talking and laughing loudly.

"Come, Kaisen, let me introduce you. This is my second sister, and this is my sixth brother. Haha, this is the Duke of Witt's family."

The fifth prince Andre rode on a large chestnut horse and eagerly introduced the people around him to Cardinson.

Cardinson was wearing a somewhat loose indigo short robe today, with a frostfire sword on his waist, riding the white horse given to him by Andre, and greeting the young masters and young ladies in the upper circles of the imperial capital one by one.

Handsome, handsome, handsome, handsome.

Coincidentally, everyone present had this word flooding their minds when they saw Cardinson for the first time.

Even though the excellent genes passed down from generation to generation have made them handsome men and beautiful women, they are inferior to Cardinson.