Robin and Jexi continued their conversation, unaware of the dangers that were coming.

In the darkness, a terrible shadow was walking towards them.

To be precise, it is [Flow].

Under their feet, the river winds by, where soldiers usually clean their clothes, and it provides a clean water source for the entire Frost Fortress.

However, there was a cold current in it, which stopped in the center of the river like a transparent stone.

It was listening quietly.

Robin and Jexi's conversation caught her attention.

...

"The time today is limited, so I can only explain part of it to you." Jiexi frowned, "In the end, you have to return to your identity and role.

In the Kingdom of Yitnair, there are dozens of lords of all sizes, and there are seven lords of the Grand Duke level.

This was prescribed since the beginning of Ittenel's birth—

The lords have autonomy and their titles are hereditary, just like a small country.

The kings cannot interfere or interfere with their rule over the territory, and only enjoy the right to summon war when the country is facing crisis.

and taxation.

The lords pay taxes to the king every year.

Apart from this, the king has no right to interfere with the lord's own affairs.

That is, it is shared by Yitnell, but the territory belongs to individuals.

The House of Lords, which determines the common destiny and laws of the kingdom, is basically composed of kings, nobles and more powerful priests." Jiexi sighed, "So, even if His Majesty is determined to change the entire country, there are many difficulties on the road ahead. The promulgation of laws requires the consent of these nobles."

"Even the king can't..."

Robin sniffed in a breath of air conditioning.

The whole situation is very different from Chinese history, but Robin understands that it is mainly because of the issue of military power.

Robin's gaze was calmly staring at the ground. What Jiexi said just now was similar to the medieval Europe he learned about when he was studying.

To some extent, the lord is out of the king's control.

The king divided the territory and appointed the duke.

The Duke conferred the knights and jazz below him.

However, the master of the duke is the king, and the master of the lords who are canonized by the duke is the duke.

The servant of the master's servant is not necessarily the servant of the master's servant.

It sounds a bit confusing, but it is basically the reason.

Speaking of military power, the king only enjoys exclusive military power in his territory. As for the private soldiers under the grand dukes, even the king does not have the power to mobilize.

After all, others are not supported by you.

However, it is precisely for these reasons that the entire European history is basically a fragmented history of war.

"There are clear records about these kings and the power of the grand dukes in Yitnair's Haoyue Code. You can read these in the future." Jiexi smiled bitterly, "I can only tell you one thing, that is, Yitnair, who seems calm, is actually undercurrents. The battle between the king and the lords has never stopped. And it has reached its peak in nearly twenty years."

Twenty years?

peak?

Robin paused for a beat.

He suddenly remembered the history Heloise told him before, and the previous king died in a murder sixteen years ago.

The royal bloodline was cut off...

These have nothing to do with the lord and the grand dukes, right?

"But," Robin frowned, "What does the conflict and struggle between the great dukes and the king have to do with me?"

I'm just a clergyman.

"No, it's very relevant." Jiexi explained, "If the Chosen is the heart of a country's future, imagine what does it mean to the lords?"

"What does it mean..." Robin's pupils suddenly dilated.

A gratified smile appeared on Jiexi's face.

"Yes, the smart Lord Robin. Whoever can master the chosen one will control the fate of the kingdom. Whoever can win the chosen one will win the future."

"..." Robin's heart hopped heavily.

"This is why you, the news of the return of the God-Choose, spread all over the country, so that the whole Xilu knows it." Jiexi took a deep breath, "If only a few people know your news, then any great master can secretly imprison you and hide your news until-

God's messenger died.”

"Then use me to seize control of the kingdom?" Robin felt a chill that rushed straight from the soles of his feet to his forehead, his scalp numb, and his whole body felt cold.

"Yes, they always have a way to tame you and make you their slave, a tool." Jiexi's hands were unconsciously held together, describing the situation as accurately as possible for him, "But once the return of the chosen one becomes a well-known secret, the situation is completely different.

If the chosen one falls into the hands of any great duke, he will become the target of public criticism and be feared by other great dukes.

At that time, the other great dukes, including His Majesty the King, would use all their strength to retake the chosen ones.

At the same time, the lord who kidnapped the Selected One would be sent to the guillotine for blasphemy."

Jiexi smiled slightly, revealing two sweet dimples.

"I believe that no great guild is so stupid."

She turned her head and looked at Robin, "So, you are safe only if you do this."

Jiexi blinked her eyes and slapped her long eyelashes.

"To a certain extent, we, and His Majesty's destiny, are actually bound to the temple, the envoy of God and the Selected One. To be honest, the rule of His Majesty the King requires the power of the temple. At the same time, the temple needs the protection of His Majesty the King."

But, in other words, wherever the chosen one is, it will become a royal city.

"I see."

Robin sighed heavily.

"What about the God's messenger now?" He raised his head, his eyes like a cold sword, "Is she a slave and a tool too?"

Jiexi took a step back in surprise, and her face became flustered.

"No, Robin, why do you think so?"

Her expression was just like when he asked Gael if he was fertilizing cattle and sheep.

It is an instinctive awe of the gods.

And the shock that such blasphemy was from the mouth of the chosen one.

Robin was sure that this was not pretending.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

How could he ask such a question so recklessly?

Moreover, he felt it was impossible to get a real answer.

If the king really controlled the messenger, she would never admit it.

If the king did not do this, she would deny the matter.

An answer that is always yes [no].

No sense.

"Sorry." Robin took a step forward, just like when Jexi comforted her before, he held the other person with both hands, "Just pretend I hadn't asked, I was just too scared for this world."

His eyes were sincere and sincere, which made Jiexi feel a little soft-hearted.

"I can understand, Lord Robin." Jiexi looked at him gently, "If I stand in your position, I'm afraid I'd have the same expression."

She smiled slightly, quiet and elegant.

Just like the stars above the head.
Chapter completed!