Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

"We've postponed this showdown for twenty-four years. It seems this day is inevitable."

The archbishop shook his head and sighed.

After sighing, the archbishop flicked his sleeves, took down the oil painting, which was very famous in Usedom, from the wall, and placed it at the bottom of the box.

The archbishop's eyes became firm. He didn't want to see the painting again until the matter was settled.

192 Dispute

"Hehe, mother has always been the best to me!" Eleanor chirped and boasted.

Now Russell's team is about to arrive at Wenard Farm. Eleanor is looking forward to reuniting with her brother Conrad, so she can't help talking about family matters.

"My mother always hides my favorite snacks and leaves them for me. After giving out gifts during festivals, she'll also secretly give me some jewelry! I've observed that among my brothers and sisters, I always get the most gifts from my mother! Hehehehe."

Eleanor smiled happily, and then she was surprised to find that the atmosphere in the carriage had become quiet.

Rosalyn frowned and closed her eyes to rest - or maybe she fell asleep, while Margaret's eyes seemed particularly sharp.

Her Royal Highness the Princess looked puzzled. As a princess who had always been domineering and popular, she lacked empathy, so she couldn't understand what went wrong.

Looking at Eleanor's stunned and seemingly innocent eyes, Margaret was furious.

She said coldly, "Eleanor, don't forget that my mother died at the hands of your aunt. I have never forgotten the great kindness of your Burgoni family. You'd better pray that your mother, Queen Adelaide, doesn't fall into my hands."

Margaret's words were full of murderous intent, which frightened Eleanor so much that she shrank her neck.

But for her mother's safety, she still said, "Your mother wasn't killed by my mother. And, and my aunt also died at your hands. You have avenged her with your own hands."

"In the dignified Burgoni royal family, some people support pagans, some support demons, and some become kings, and all the benefits go to your royal family."

Margaret sneered.

"Even you, Eleanor, you were able to come back to life and maintain your soul thanks to the evil magic brought by your aunt! Aren't you a beneficiary of your aunt's kindness?"

Rosalyn added at the right moment.

Margaret nodded. "But if anything happens to the Black Princess, our chaste Princess will say, 'She did it all by herself! Don't let her family be harmed!'"

Francine also joined in the attack on Eleanor. "Hey, yeah, you think you can just cut ties with me with those sweet words? Hey, it's not that easy."

Eleanor didn't expect that she would offend everyone. She shrank her neck and dared not speak.

So scary, these women are so scary, they, they even want to kill my mother! No, I must go and beg the master, beg the master to protect my mother!

Eleanor subconsciously wanted to rely on Russell.

Eleanor herself did not realize that since when, the first person that came to her mind when encountering problems was no longer her father, the king, who was full of maneuvering, but Russell.

Maybe it's because Russell takes shortcuts to her soul every day.

Of course Margaret knew what Eleanor was planning. Her Royal Highness was not cunning at all and could not hide the truth on her face.

But Margaret did not take Eleanor seriously.

In Margaret's view, Eleanor was just a toy for Russell's amusement, and her position in Russell's heart was completely incomparable to that of her and Rosaline.

Therefore, looking at Eleanor's face full of thoughts, Margaret didn't even have a mocking expression. She believed that Russell would make a fair judgment.

While Eleanor was hiding in a corner, actively thinking about how to use the only means she had at hand to please Russell, her mother, Queen Adelaide of Usedom, was welcoming her second brother.

When Adelaide saw her second son, she couldn't help but smile and waved, "Hey, Walter, come in quickly."

Then she turned around and shouted, "Quick, bring the yokan over. Walter loves yokan the most! Oh, and remember to add some currants! Walter likes that sweet and sour taste!"

Her Majesty the Queen was laughing so hard that she couldn't stop, and she ordered her maids to work around.

She doesn't look like a queen at all, but clearly an old lady who is looking forward to her son coming home.

Prince Walter was pleased. How could one put on airs in front of family members? The less polite one is, the closer they are to their family.

Therefore, a smile naturally appeared on the prince's face, and he felt more confident about visiting his mother today.

Well, it'll be fine. Mother has always loved me the most! She always secretly gives me little gifts without telling Conrad and Eleanor.

Prince Walter's smile grew even wider.

The mother and son had a very pleasant conversation, and after chatting for a long time, Prince Walter finally told them the purpose of their visit.

"Oh? Walter, you are going to Weinard Farm too?" Queen Adelaide asked in surprise.

However, Walter's attention was attracted by the word "also".

"Also? Did father send anyone else?" Walter asked.

"Ah, Conrad is on his way there too." Queen Adelaide waved her hand, and the maid took out a letter and put it in her hand.

The queen showed the letter to Walter, then instructed her second son, "It just so happens that Conrad said he's found news of Eleanor, and he's rushing to Wynand Farm to bring her back. Since you're going, that's even better! It would be great if you two brothers could work together to take care of Eleanor and bring her back!"

The letter was from Conrad, and it simply mentioned that Conrad had heard about Eleanor, so he went to bring her back.

"What? Eleanor was arrested by the Inquisition?" It was the first time that Prince Walter heard about this. He stood up in surprise, paced back and forth, and quickly read through the letter Conrad sent to Queen Adelaide.

Queen Adelaide was also startled, her voice drifting: "Inquisition?"

Alas, my mother really doesn't care about these things. She doesn't even know that Weinard Farm is the secret dungeon of the Inquisition, where the most vicious criminals identified by the Inquisition are imprisoned.

The bastards of the Inquisition had the audacity to take Eleanor to Wenard Farm?

Prince Walter sighed in his heart at his mother's innocence, so he began to explain to his mother.

"So, Wynand Farm is the dungeon of the Inquisition?" Queen Adelaide was stunned. She took out her handkerchief and began to wipe her tears. "My poor Eleanor, how did you fall into the hands of the Inquisition?"

"It's okay, mother. I will definitely help my brother rescue Eleanor!"

Prince Walter patted his chest and said with confidence. This news was not entirely bad news for Prince Walter. In fact, the joy in his heart was greater than the anger.

Now, Prince Walter is more confident in achieving his goal.

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193 Queen Adelaide

Prince Walter's solemn promise did not convince Queen Adelaide.

Her Majesty the Queen continued to sob, "But, but your father can't do anything about the church, so what can you two do?"

"Your father is really forced into a corner and is even thinking of marrying your eldest brother to Cecilia, the adopted daughter of that charlatan Cluny!"

Huh? There's such a solution?

Walter suddenly became alert.

If the Crown Prince really married the Archbishop's adopted daughter, the contradiction between politics and religion would be eased immediately. This was not good news for Prince Walter, who desperately needed sharp conflicts to fish in troubled waters.

Conrad, the orthodox crown prince, was still concerned about the purity of the Burgundian royal bloodline and wanted to marry his pure-blooded sister Eleanor, but the ambitious Walter didn't care about that.

As long as he could ascend the throne, Walter didn't care who he married.

Not to mention that Cecilia is beautiful and graceful, even if Walter were asked to marry a sow, he wouldn't blink an eye.

Walter always felt that Burgoyne's rules were unreasonable. He could have had a better marriage partner in exchange for better support, but he insisted on confining himself to the small circle of the royal family, which led to frequent political losses.

In Walter's opinion, his father King Friedrich's original idea of ​​wanting to marry into the Walhausen family was correct. If the royal family had really married into the Knights of the Protectorate, the church would no longer have the room to be aggressive.

Of course, he couldn't say this no matter what, not even in front of his mother. This was not something he could say in his position.

Your father married the daughter of the Walhausen family, so how did you give birth to me?

Such a soul-searching question was enough to leave Walter speechless.

While Walter's thoughts raced, Queen Adelaide continued to loudly vent her dissatisfaction: "Tell me, has Frederick lost his mind? He actually wants Conrad to marry a lowly bastard whose parents are unknown! Is it because she was raised by that old charlatan Cluny?"

As she spoke, Queen Adelaide began to cry again: "What can we do? Frederick was bullied by Cluny, so he comes to bully us mother and son! Not only does he want you to marry a bastard, he doesn't even care about Eleanor's life or death!"

Prince Walter was distraught by his mother's incessant wailing. He patiently said to her, "Well, mother, aren't Conrad and I going to rescue Eleanor?"

"That's the Inquisition!" Queen Adelaide shook her head. "I think you shouldn't go. I heard from Madame Orel that Cluny recently developed a magic called 'Communion' that can grant priests powerful bodies. You're no match for it!"

"Come on, come with me to find Friedrich! If he doesn't bring my daughter back, I'll fight him to the death! I don't think he even considers you his own children! He's still thinking about that bastard from the Walhausen family from decades ago!"

Her Majesty the Queen screamed hysterically, like a shrew, without any manners.

The maids all lowered their heads, as if they had not heard such a royal secret.

Prince Walter was also startled. He quickly hugged his mother who was rushing out angrily, "Mother, Mother! We really have a way to rescue Eleanor!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true! Listen to me... the Inquisition isn't a monolithic entity, and there's a terrifying figure imprisoned in the deepest reaches of the dungeon! If we mess up the dungeon, the prisoners rushing out will be enough to give the Inquisition guards a headache!"

Prince Walter said.

"What scary person?"

Walter looked around, then lowered his voice: "Everyone calls him the 'Emperor of the Night'! He is——"

Before Walter could finish, he was interrupted by Queen Adelaide's sharp voice: "Nonsense! How could any relative be imprisoned in the Inquisition! What about Night, Night... Nonsense!"

It is obvious that Her Majesty the Queen is very dissatisfied with such usurpation.

Walter took great pains to explain that this "Emperor of the Night" was not a relative, but a powerful leader who controlled the underground world.

Finally, Her Majesty, having calmed down, though still furious, uttered the words that had so agitated Walter: "Is it not enough for you two to cause chaos at Weinard Farm? I do have a few friends who, well, aren't that devout... They have some minor disagreements with the Church in terms of faith, but they're powerful and reliable. Why don't you contact them?"

Walter went through so many twists and turns just waiting for his mother to personally tell him the contact information of those powerful wizards.

Queen Adelaide said viciously, "Walter, you and Conrad must rescue Eleanor for me!"

"Don't worry, mother! I will bring Eleanor back to you safely!" Walter patted his chest with a solemn promise.

I only promised to bring Eleanor back to you, I didn't promise to bring Conrad back too.

Walter hid his little tricks in his words.

Queen Adelaide nodded repeatedly, seeming very satisfied with her son's promise. She advised him, "I know you have a good relationship with the knights, perhaps even a little too good. You must remember that they are born to flatter and obey us. When necessary, do not be afraid to sacrifice them."

"Yes, of course I know. Don't worry, mother." Walter nodded.

After comforting his mother, Walter left with a sense of satisfaction. He couldn't wait to contact those wizards.

With the assistance of wizards and knights, Walter believed that he could satisfy both his father and mother - more importantly, the trip to Weinard Farm must achieve a result that satisfies him.

His Royal Highness the Second Prince would not see that after returning to the bedroom and sending the maid away, his mother's originally kind and gentle gaze suddenly became cold.

"Mother, I'm never partial. Since I've already secretly sent several monks from the Mendicant Order to support Conrad, I'll lend you the wizard now, Walter." Queen Adelaide played with her sharp nails. "No matter which of you becomes king, he'll be my most beloved son."

Being able to become Frederick's queen, Adelaide was not the kind but ignorant woman who knew nothing in the eyes of her children.

Queen Adelaide's skills are evident as she was able to raise so many children and make every cold-hearted royal child feel that they were the most loved by their mother even after they grew up.

But Her Majesty the Queen's brilliance was only fleeting. She looked in the mirror and turned back into the ignorant and conservative queen who looked completely unworthy of His Majesty Frederick.

194 Mobilization

What caught Russell's attention was that after leaving the village where they settled, he no longer saw the tracks of Prince Conrad's gold cart on the way to Weinerd Farm.

Bishop Grein explained that he had taken Russell and his party by a secret shortcut, which would allow them to reach the Wenard Farm before sunset.

Just as Bishop Grein said, Russell and his party officially arrived at Wenard Farm in the evening.

Bishop Grein, the head of the Inquisition, immediately demonstrated his influence as a local boss and arranged a sumptuous dinner for Russell.

In Bishop Grein's opinion, since the Holy Spirit completely denied St. Francis' theory of "Gospel Life" (Russell: How come I didn't know about this), then St. Francis's advocacy of poverty and asceticism to imitate the Son of God naturally also needs to be denied.

So Bishop Grein arranged a sumptuous banquet without hesitation.

"Uh, sir, it's still Lent. Do we really need to prepare meat?" asked a steward in confusion.

Ha, just kidding. Lent is a fast we mortals observe to commemorate the ascension and resurrection of the Son of God.

However, the Son is the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit is the Son. How can it be possible for the Holy Spirit to fast for Himself?

However, Bishop Grein was unwilling to tell ordinary people like the steward about this mysterious gospel through his own mouth.

Bishop Grein waved his hand, acting inscrutable and saying, "Just go ahead and make the arrangements. I have my own reasons."