Chapter 668 - The Fanatics Go Against the World (1/2)

Chapter 668 The Fanatics Go Against the World

Stephanie took a deep breath and handed the information to Roland.

After reading it, Roland’s first reaction was: Things are serious.

In reality, Roland and Stephanie both guessed that there had to be an internal scandal in the Church of Light.

But at best, according to their speculation, there was an archbishop or a high priest that had a problem.

But now it was a Saint Samurai that was corrupted?

This meant that something was terribly wrong with this class of Saint Samurai when it came to their faith and education.

Saint Samurai were the pride and face of the Church of Light.

The Pope and the Holy Lady were the heart of a church, but as long as it was a church, there were almost always these two positions.

On the other hand, Saint Samurai were unique to the Church of Light.

Powerful and amazingly charismatic, they represented not only combat power-with beautiful looks, they could convince more people to become followers of the Church of Light in an imperceptible way.

It could be said that the Church of Light could get to its current size-almost tying with the Church of Life in terms of the number of believers—because at least a third of the believers worshiped the Saint Samurai and went on to learn about the Light doctrine before becoming believers.

Now, however, the Saint Samurai, who represented true goodness and beauty, had actually been corrupted.

“No wonder the Holy Lady asked me to help; there was something off in her words.” Roland sat down and returned the information to Stephanie. “Things are going to get messy now. What are you going to do?”

“What can I do? Let’s see what happens. No matter what, the fall of the Saint Samurai will definitely cause the whole capital to be in turmoil.”

Stephanie rubbed her forehead.

As a king’s daughter, she had a pretty good sense for politics, and although she was not as good as those wily foxes, amongst the younger generations, she was a leading figure.

“Or I’ll just stay here for now,” Roland said. “That’s great.” Stephanie smiled.

With Andonara around, her safety wouldn’t be a problem.

But Andonara was far less politically savvy, and with Roland, she would have a partner to ask and confer with.

She wouldn’t end up struggling alone.

Lady Bluebird looked on quietly, not speaking.

She occasionally poured drinks for the three.

These three were big shots, and it was only right to stay out of the way when they were talking about important matters.

Roland looked at the distressed Stephanie, thought for a moment, and suggested, “How about you go talk to His Majesty about this?”

“Is that all right?” Stephanie was a bit distressed. “Father doesn’t like incapable people very much, and as the heir, the future queen, if I approach him whenever I encounter something… Will it give him a bad impression and will he eventually take away my right to succession?”

“Definitely not.” Roland laughed. “You are too nervous. What is happening now is a big deal. You’re meeting him as part of the royal family, not as the future queen. That’s naturally a different situation.”

It dawned on Stephanie. “That’s right, not only am I the future queen, but I’m also his daughter.”

As someone involved, Stephanie cared too much about the title of the future queen. So she inevitably lost focus in certain situations.

But she was still smart enough to see through things when reminded.

After taking a sip of fruit wine, Stephanie took Andonara to the royal palace.

Although Andonara didn’t have her weapons with her, with her current strength, she could still grab Stephanie and fight her way out of the palace.

Not to mention the fact that weapons could be stolen.

With a large number of soldiers in the royal palace, it couldn’t be easier to grab a weapon.

Meanwhile, Roland remained in the manor.

Lady Bluebird also stayed.

… To accompany him.

Lady Bluebird was just a title; the woman’s real name was Sally Betty. She was only called Lady Bluebird because she sang beautifully, as crisp and elegant as a bluebird.

At this time, Roland was browsing the forum to see how the war in the Realm of Devils was going

At the same time, he had just used the guild chat to tell Schuck about the Saint Samurai being corrupted.

Schuck only returned a series of ellipses. He was probably stunned.

A Saint Samurai was quite a venerable figure.

And there were now thirteen Saint Samurai, which would have corresponded exactly to the thirteen Demon Gods.

As a result, the crusade on the Realm of Devils had barely begun when a Saint Samurai was corrupted

No matter how many devils were killed, if a Demon God wasn’t taken out, this crusade would feel like a lost cause.

He was browsing the forum, so he was frozen in place and his eyes didn’t move.

And the direction he stared in just happened to be the chest of Lady Bluebird, which made it easy for misunderstandings to arise.

Feeling that Roland’s sight had been resting on her vital parts, Lady Bluebird didn’t find it rude.

Because she had long been used to such gazes.

All good-looking women who were strong or influential would have this problem.

Besides, she had already guessed the First Princess’s intentions.

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She seemed to want her to be in contact with Roland more.

For the nobles, they all knew what it meant to be in more contact.

Since it was a matter of time, what did it matter if he looked at it a little longer.

So even though Roland was staring hard, she took it in stride. But in her heart, she still looked down on Roland’s behavior.

At this time, she saw that the cup in front of Roland was empty, so she got up and poured Roland a cup of fruit wine and said, “Mr. Roland, please drink.”

Roland subconsciously took the cup and poured it into his mouth.

Many people had the habit of subconsciously doing what others said when they were lost in reading or thinking.

Roland did the same.

He poured the glass of fruit wine into his mouth and resumed browsing the forums.

At this point, Lady Bluebird noticed that Roland’s sight didn’t seem to be intentionally directed at her mountain range, and when she got up to pour the wine just now, Roland’s line of sight didn’t move with it at all.

Then she winked and sat a little to the side.

She found that Roland’s line of sight still did not move as expected.

Is he meditating or thinking?

It seems I misunderstood him before.

Lady Bluebird laughed at herself. While she was indeed beautiful, she was slightly inferior to Stephanie the First Princess and far more so compared to Andonara.