Today's princess is still cute

Eat?

I don't understand the meaning of this word.

I asked Mr. Knight, and he kissed me again, and there were no questions in my mind.

From then on, every night Mr. Knight would come to me through the window, kiss me, tell me stories, and only leave after he had put me to sleep.

I was pleasantly surprised to find that the method seemed to be really effective and Mr. Knight's injury healed faster and faster.

I told him that we could kiss more and that I liked kissing Mr. Knight.

But he blushed immediately and said, if you kiss him more, he will make mistakes.

Mr. Knight is a little weird sometimes. He never likes to tell me why he says something.

But I don't care.

Because I like him, I like him just like this, and I will like him just like this in the future.

I finally understood the meaning of the word marriage.

I want to marry Mr. Knight.

I want to be with him, forever. Although I don't know whether the Kingdom of God will accept me, Mr. Knight is the Son of God. I should be able to ask God to be lenient with me. Then I can go to the Kingdom of God with him. We will be together even when we die.

It seems like the diary should end here. Mr. Knight told me that the diary should not be too long, otherwise it will become what, a record of events?

so be it.

I hope our every day will be as beautiful as this, Mr. Knight."

Chapter 144 The Coldest Winter

The imperial capital is located in the east of Zesong County in the central part of the country, but the temperature is still very low. The scholars from the graduate school wrote a report of at least 100,000 words, and finally summarized it in one sentence: this winter may be the coldest in the past 30 years.

The noble lords naturally didn't care about these things. No matter how cold the weather was, they could just add two more pieces of smokeless firewood to the fireplace, or spend a little more money to buy the latest crystal chandelier. With a slight turn, it would emit a warmth that would make people's bones soften. Then they could put their feet on the maid's white chest and hold them there, which was also a kind of pleasure.

The cold wind was like an iron whip in the hands of a slave owner, lashing the capital of the empire wantonly. Except for the areas where the nobles lived and the imperial city where the lights never stopped, most of the urban areas were deserted in the howling wind. The guards wrapped in thick leather coats rode in the streets and alleys, and the lazy sound of horse hooves spread in the dry air, making this winter even more sad.

At seven o'clock in the morning, when many people were still asleep and unwilling to wake up, the clergy of the Vatican had already appeared in the streets and alleys of the slums, knocking on doors from house to house, delivering some supplies that could make winter less unbearable, such as a thick quilt, a few bags of rice, or a brand new small stove.

Don’t think that there are no slums in the most prosperous imperial capital. This gathering place located in the corner is where many people live. Although they receive relief from time to time, you can still see many skinny children sticking their heads out of the windows, looking at the visitors curiously.

Cardinson is wearing the repaired [Son of God]. As long as he doesn't equip the [Shoulder Guards of Sunset], he looks like a normal outfit. The external image of the Son of God must have been taken into consideration when designing it, and it is still very beautifully made.

[Robe of the Eternal Song of All Things] did not look like an ordinary object, so those children who bravely came to ask for candy did not dare to touch his clothes with their dirty little hands.

Cardinson didn't care. He picked up the most lively boy with a smile, pinched his nose and said, "Call me brother, and I'll give you a piece of candy."

The boy counted the number of his friends on his fingers, then shouted "Brother" six times.

Cardinson immediately smiled and gave six candies as agreed, and also gave each of them a pair of cotton gloves.

Watching the children disappear from view, Fiona walked to his side, glanced at the black handprints left on the Saint's white robe, and asked, "Your Majesty, do you like children very much?"

"Of course, this is the hope for the future." Cardinson flicked his robe with his fingers, and it instantly became as clean as before.

Apart from the temperature-regulating effect of the clothes, he wouldn't feel cold even if he walked naked on the street.

After all, he has become a Templar.

A seventeen-year-old Templar Knight was considered a rarity in the Vatican's records. After all, those who could reach the first level before the age of twenty were all influential figures who had left a mark in history.

Of course, compared with the previous Holy Son, this result can only be considered good.

Although Joe Kenneth was 20 years old when he became a Templar Knight, he broke through again at the age of 25 and became a Morning Star Knight. He then switched to the priest's route of Divine Radiance and became a Bishop of Divine Revelation, a true dual-professional second-level peak.

Cardinson is extremely talented with the Cavaliers, but unfortunately he has no savvy in other areas.

For example, when he was studying to become a priest, he almost pissed off his temporary teacher, the good-tempered Cardinal Bach, because he wanted to see if this guy's head was full of paste.

It's like trying to help a piece of mud that can't be helped. Cardinson can't reach the threshold of a trainee priest no matter how hard he tries. Maybe he can achieve some success after spending another few decades, but what's the point?

He created so many miracles that the people in the Vatican expected him to become a double genius like Joe Kenneth. As it turned out, they were thinking too much.

It is not uncommon to practice magic and martial arts at the same time in this world. Which knight does not have two spells, and which priest does not have a combat skill? However, it is extremely difficult to practice both professions at the same time. That is to say, the source energy stones of the Church come from the same lineage, so it is possible to practice both professions at the same time. If you expect other professions to practice both professions at the same time, then your source energy stone will explode first.

Far away.

Cardinson is the leader of the team that is distributing supplies today. As the Son of God, it's time for him to be put to use. The Holy See doesn't want to keep idle people.

This is his first time as a leader. The time he traveled south doesn’t count. What’s the difference between that and traveling?

This is a mission-based activity, and Cardinson is a little inexperienced. Fortunately, the Holy See is not so cruel and has sent him several experienced seniors to assist him.

In fact, it’s okay to just distribute supplies, it’s nothing.

What’s sad is that some families, when they see people from the Vatican coming to distribute things, will run out and kneel down crying and begging you to help them.

There are many problems. The saying that the poorer you are, the more ghosts you encounter applies in any world.

For example, just now Cardinson walked past that house. The woman's husband broke his leg while working. The injury was not serious. The priests of the Holy See often set up treatment points to treat minor illnesses of civilians. For example, a fracture can be mostly cured by a healing spell, and the rest can be cured by buying some medicine and applying it. The most basic healing spell is to stimulate your body's activity, reduce swelling and blood stasis, and speed up recovery. It is not to make you healed directly. That level of divine art can only be learned by the second level.

The problem is that the compensation given by the Chamber of Commerce is barely enough to buy medicine, not even enough to get through the winter. The only labor force in the family is gone, and the woman can't earn much for the family by doing some manual work. The three children are even more miserable, and have to do odd jobs everywhere in the middle of winter to earn money.

The most disgusting thing now is, can the Vatican intervene? Of course it can. It is not a problem for the Vatican to save the entire slum on its own, but the royal family will not allow it. They have their own relief agencies. What does it mean for the Vatican to intervene? Is this country named Ulysses or the Vatican?

Think about it.

Anyway, Cardinson is trying to help as much as possible now, for example, asking the knights of the Vatican to verify the situation and provide food and medical treatment as much as possible, or trying to introduce some chambers of commerce that have trade relations with the Vatican and arrange a job.

We can’t care about more cases than that. In a situation like this woman’s, we should apply for assistance from a relief center.

But once the application is submitted and the procedures are completed, the winter will be over, and by then no one will care what happens to the family.

Fiona stood beside His Holiness and watched him put a cotton coat on an old lady. Although His Holiness's expression was kind and gentle, there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

She shuddered, knowing without thinking who the anger was directed at. She could only lower her head deeply, not daring to look at the man.

Chapter 145: Worrying about the future or preparing for a rainy day?

"No, this won't work at all. This winter is too cold, so cold that the people can't survive!" Cardinson slammed his hand on the director of the relief center's desk, looking unfriendly. "Don't talk nonsense to me anymore. I'm asking you in the name of the Holy Son of the Vatican, how is the preparation of this winter's aid plan going!"

The director of the relief center in the imperial capital is a somewhat obese man. I don’t know if it’s some special law that affects the world, but anyone who sits in such a lucrative position must be a fat man.

Hey, isn’t this the same as why there are always rats next to granaries?

Although the director is a viscount, he is nothing in front of the aggressive young man in front of him.

The Holy Son of the Vatican cannot salute when he sees the emperor, but the princes and princesses still need to perform the salutations of juniors when they see him. Look, what level is this?

The fat director smiled dryly, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Your Majesty, we naturally have our own plans. You see, the heavy snow has blocked the roads, and it is very difficult to transport firewood and coal briquettes from outside the city. As for food, although there is a lot of reserves in this autumn harvest, there is no famine now. We can't take out these life-saving food and distribute them in advance, right? Those civilians are very cunning, Your Majesty, don't be deceived by their words."

Cardinson listened to this and laughed out of anger.

"You mean, let me keep waiting?"

The fat director was good at observing people's words and expressions, otherwise he wouldn't have been in this position. Seeing the undisguised anger in the Son of God's eyes, he was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat.

"No, no, no, no, Your Majesty, please understand us. I have already submitted the application a long time ago. If it's fast, it will take a week. No, no, no, three days! If it's the fastest, we can distribute food in three days. We can also organize ice-breaking fishing and winter hunting. All kinds of operations are planned!"

Cardinson looked at him for a full minute before he turned his eyes away from the other's fat face and said coldly: "It's better to do as you say."

After that, he turned around and left.

When the office door slammed shut, the fat director slumped down in his chair, panting, and muttered to himself, half crying and half laughing, "Is this still the same peaceful Vatican? How did such a saint suddenly appear? Could it be..."

Considering that it was this Holy Son who had previously kidnapped the seventh princess, the fat director didn't dare to think about it any further.

He quickly stood up and called his beautiful secretary, saying, "Prepare the car, prepare the car, I want to go to the City Hall!"

"What are you doing?" The female secretary with big breasts and a big buttocks laughed coquettishly and touched the fat director's chest. "It's so cold, can't we stay warm?"

The fat director pushed her away and shouted anxiously, "Of course it's for the winter aid plan! I don't want to die!"

Although Cardinson did not say anything dangerous, his attitude left no doubt that if the fat director had deceived him, the consequences could be imagined.

The Imperial Admiral was beaten like a dog, and the Church only apologized symbolically. What about a mere viscount?

The fat director shuddered, feeling that the future was bleak.

On the snow-covered streets of the imperial capital, Cardinson and Fiona walked one after the other.

The training has begun to show results. Among the people who were in the same period as Cardinson, three have become official knights and left the training team. One is Harrington, one is Fiona, and the other is naturally Leonard. The rest are still a little bit short of the mark.

Among those assigned to carry out the mission with the Son of God this time, Fiona was among them. When Cardinson saw an acquaintance, he naturally pulled her over. At least he had someone to talk to while doing things, and he would not be so restrained when facing his status. He could be considered half a friend.

With the Seventh Princess, who is so beautiful in the imperial capital, in charge, no one would gossip about the relationship between men and women, not to mention that Fiona is a well-known "tomboy".

"Your Majesty, why do you have to use this method? With your status, you can directly put pressure on the municipal garrison commander or someone else."

Fiona asked, very confused.

Cardinson kicked a ball of snow with his boots, looked at the white snow flying all over the sky, and asked: "Since you also know my identity, when you stand on the stage, will others have a step down?"

Fiona was silent and shook her head.

"So, I found an insignificant little character who plays the right role. He is the last fig leaf I prepared for the masters of the empire. If I am not satisfied, I will uncover it. Anyway, I am not the one who will be embarrassed," Cardinson said with a chuckle, "Do you think I am overbearing?"

“Your Majesty, this is also for the good of the people. If I had not met the Son of God, my family would have lived an even worse life than them.” Fiona’s hair was still short. She was not used to growing it long, and it was inconvenient to take care of. However, it was still cut to ear level, and she looked like a pretty girl with a slightly heroic air.

Cardinson stopped smiling and said worriedly, "To be honest, this winter was too cold and too bone-chilling. Even in the central part of the country it's like this, how about in the far north? There's no news from there yet. The reason I asked the people at the relief center to help the people in the slums in advance is to get these guys moving first so that they won't be overwhelmed when the time comes."

Fiona didn't think anything of it at first, but when Cardinson said the last sentence, she was shocked.

If you look closely, you will find that there hasn't been any major disaster in the Blue Empire for nearly a hundred years. The most recent one was a flood in the south eleven years ago, but it was quickly resolved. After all, this is a world with extraordinary powers.

But even a demigod cannot solve the hunger and cold of so many people in the north.

If a large-scale famine really broke out now, the refugees would inevitably flock to the south and would inevitably pass through the imperial capital that connects the four directions.

The New Year is approaching, and if chaos breaks out now, it will definitely snowball.

Fiona said in disbelief: "There should be some food left for the fall, and..."

"There is surplus food in the fall, but there are also such things as nobles." Cardinson looked into the distance, not wanting to think about how this empire, which had been stable for a hundred years, would face such a catastrophe. He whispered, "I hope I am just worrying too much."

Cardinson waved his hand and said, "You go back to the Vatican. I'll go to the Grand Academy."

Before Fiona could say anything, the figure of His Holiness the Son of God disappeared in front of her.

Chapter 146 The Devil and the Fatty

cold.

This is not only felt by ordinary people. The higher the level of the strong person, the more obvious the temperature drop is felt day by day.

Inside the Evening Song Tavern, there was a small stove in front of Roye with an iron pot on top, with meat and vegetables bubbling on it.

"Uru, when do you think this weather will end? It's so cold that my bones are almost stiff."

Luo Ye picked up a piece of soft radish, blew on it twice and put it into his mouth. He was screaming from the heat and poured strong liquor into his mouth to make his body feel better.

Neither my wife nor my daughter can tolerate cold weather, so in this kind of weather they had already lit the fireplace upstairs to keep warm, and there were only the two of them sitting in the living room downstairs.

Yes.

The commander of hell, the demon with arrogant blood, the pseudo-demigod who regarded all humans except his master and Kenneth as ants, Urusus, was sitting opposite Roye and eating hot pot.

This picture is really a bit weird

Ever since that day when Cardinson entered the city and left Urusus behind to ask him to find Roye, he never cared about him again. He did come once in the meantime, but when he heard Roye say that Urusus had gone out to work, the shocked Son of God didn't know what to say. He left a few words and a bag of gold coins and left.

Well, Urusos is now doing the same job that Cardinson did when he first arrived in the imperial capital, as a traveler, specializing in helping noble lords deal with some shameful matters, and basically he does the job for whoever pays the most.

You can say that you are a free worker.

Roye didn't know about Urusos' background, but he was recommended by Cardinson! With the Son of God guaranteeing him, what else can he say?

Moreover, Urusos was simply Roye's favorite type of traveler, who specialized in taking on jobs that no one else was willing to take, such as dealing with business rivals, aristocratic vendettas, and the like.

Because this kind of work involves too many things, ordinary travelers either don't have the ability or can't handle the aftermath well, and they might get paid today and die tomorrow.

Urusos is different.

So different.

He is better at handling these things than the guys in the Eternal Night Brotherhood. How did Roye know that? It was clear from the fact that Urusos never left any traces when he did his work. He was even more ruthless than the most skilled killer. Whoever he wanted to kill would die.

For example, the five-star mission I received the day before yesterday was to assassinate a viscount!