Women only affect my ability to spread the fire

The old knights who had participated in the Great Retreat all felt the same way as them, and their eyes were filled with tears.

Although the young knights were equally delighted with their victory, they were not as excited as the old knight.

They didn't even understand why these old knights, who were usually so reserved, were so excited. This victory had little to do with them, the knights.

They didn't know that this was the first time in twenty-four years that these old knights had defeated their inner demons, even if it was a victory that had little to do with the knights.

The old knights shouted with abandon, venting the emotions that had been suppressed for twenty-four years. Led by them, the young knights also shouted loudly.

The roar even woke up the unconscious Crown Prince Conrad.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Eleanor kissing Russell passionately.

The joyful knights were rushing towards Russell, cheering and jumping for joy, surrounding Russell and Eleanor in the middle.

From the perspective of Crown Prince Conrad, the knights were celebrating Eleanor and Russell's passionate kiss with great cheers.

Do you knights really like Eleanor being a plaything for this Russell?

Ah! I see! You bastards are all coveting the noble royal bloodline, right?

You want to marry your daughter to Burgoni, you want to marry Burgoni's daughter, right?

As expected, the Queen Mother is right! Lowly bloodlines will always be lowly bloodlines! Father is still too naive to actually want to marry these lowly people!

Crown Prince Conrad was furious. He felt that everyone had betrayed him and he hated every knight present in his heart.

He would rather be still in a coma, how much better it would be if he didn't know all this.

Russell noticed that Crown Prince Conrad had woken up and was feeling unhappy.

In Russell's opinion, it was no wonder that the brother was a little unhappy when Eleanor was so affectionate with his sister in front of him. As a normal educated modern man, he never expected that Crown Prince Conrad actually coveted Eleanor.

So, in order to take care of Eleanor's brother's feelings, Russell let go of Eleanor, who looked intoxicated and reluctant to leave.

Fortunately, Russell let go in time because the ladies had already rushed over.

Right now, there are knights blocking the ladies' view, otherwise the ladies' faces would not be as good as they are now.

When Russell saw the sincere smiles on the ladies' faces when they gathered around him, especially Margaret, who looked much more lively and cheerful than before, he knew he had made the right decision.

However, after noticing that Margaret was also eager to give him a kiss, Russell began to feel that Margaret seemed a little too lively.

So Russell, feeling the excitement in his chest, decisively changed the subject.

Russell calmly asked, "Eleanor, how is your brother?"

"Ah, Brother Conrad probably hit his head when he fell off his horse and fainted. It's all that devil's fault!" Eleanor frowned and said angrily when she thought of the fainted Conrad.

The concern in Eleanor's words made Conrad, who closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious, feel both relieved and sad.

Fortunately, Eleanor still cared about him, but sadly, this care was limited to the level of siblings.

Once again, Crown Prince Conrad wished he could pass out and not wake up.

Russell pointed to the huge pile of corpses on the ground and said, "I'm talking about your second brother."

Eleanor looked confused. She followed Russell's finger and looked at the demon's corpse, then frowned in disgust.

She didn't understand what Russell meant by pointing at the hideous and ugly demon corpse. She replied with a puzzled look on her face: "Brother Walter? I don't know how he is doing. I haven't seen him for a long time."

No, this guy is really stupid. Others shouted at this demon Walter Walter, and she even pointed at him, but she couldn't even connect this demon with her second brother.

"Have you ever thought that this devil is your second brother?" Russell had to ask directly.

Eleanor smiled innocently and waved her hands carelessly: "What? Impossible! Father's education was so strict, how could Brother Walter be a demon? They just happened to have the same name."

Russell was completely helpless with this silly child, so he could only say bluntly, "I unfortunately have to inform you, Princess, that the demon we killed together was none other than your second brother transformed into a demon."

Your Highness! My master finally calls me Your Highness!

Eleanor's first reaction was so off the track. She was so excited to finally be called "Her Royal Highness" by Russell that she almost cried.

Then she realized what Russell meant by that, and her expression froze.

"You, you said that was, that was Brother Walter?" Eleanor asked cautiously.

Russell nodded.

"But, but, how could Brother Walter become a devil? Why would he want to kill Brother Conrad?" Eleanor still couldn't believe it.

You actually defended that devil Walter!

Conrad finally couldn't help it. He ignored his dizziness and forced himself to sit up with his back against the tree trunk. He said loudly: "Yes, Sir Russell is right. This devil is Walter!"

After Conrad's confirmation, Eleanor finally believed that the devil was her brother Walter, but she could not accept it.

Her body trembled, and she shrank into Russell's arms, snuggling closer: "I, I actually stabbed Brother Walter with my own hands!"

Seeing Eleanor subconsciously seeking comfort from Russell, Conrad's heart twitched and he couldn't help but feel jealous. Seeing Eleanor's vulnerability, he felt a faint sense of revenge and punishment in his heart.

However, after hearing that Eleanor stabbed Walter with a sword, the resentment in his heart dissipated a lot.

So His Royal Highness the Crown Prince tried to appease him, saying, "Walter has long been corrupted by the devil. It not only wants to kill me, but also you, my father, the queen, and my mother! It's no longer your second brother! You're only trying to protect yourself!"

"Me? I'm just protecting myself?" Eleanor repeated subconsciously. She looked at Russell with longing eyes, like a fragile little animal.

Why are you looking at him? I'm the one comforting you! Come back to your brother, Eleanor!

Conrad shouted in his heart, his voice filled with the helpless rage of a loser.

Russell smiled and gently stroked Eleanor's hair, and the two animal ears on her head lay down obediently.

"Yes, you were just protecting yourself. You killed the devil, not your second brother Walter. It's the opposite. It was the devil who killed your second brother and occupied his body. You can say that you avenged your second brother with your own hands." Russell said gently to comfort him.

"Yes! Yes! I avenged Brother Walter with my own hands!" Eleanor's eyes regained their luster.

She turned excitedly to look at her eldest brother: "I avenged Brother Walter with my own hands! Brother Conrad! Huh? Huh? What's wrong with you? Brother Conrad?"

Seeing Eleanor's docile appearance in Russell's arms, Crown Prince Conrad finally got his wish and became furious, and fainted again.

235 Bishops

"Wait, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fainted twice in a short period of time. He must have accidentally hit his head when he fell from his horse." Grein appeared at the right time and stopped the knights who were trying to carry Conrad away.

In Grein's view, the Holy Spirit he followed had already achieved a decisive victory. Therefore, he had the magnanimity of a victor and no longer regarded Crown Prince Conrad as an imaginary enemy.

After all, the "fearless courage" displayed by the Crown Prince in fighting against the demons was seen by everyone present, and Grein even felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was worth winning over.

Therefore, Grein showed enough goodwill. After rolling up his sleeves, he paused for a moment before saying to the knights, "Quick, go and get Bishops Damian and Sigbert. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince needs treatment!"

In fact, Greene did this to show off and take credit in front of Russell.

You see, holy Holy Spirit, I was stripped of even my stigmata in order to protect you.

Glenn looked at Russell eagerly, hoping that the Holy Spirit would reward him.

Unfortunately, Russell was completely confused by the stigmata system created by the church. He didn't even understand Green's hint of rolling up his sleeves.

Russell was comforting Eleanor at the moment: "Okay, don't worry. Didn't you see that the knights have already gone to invite the two bishops?"

Although Russell ignored him, Grein simply thought, "The Lord has said, 'I will never leave you nor forsake you.' I guess the Holy Spirit is still testing me."

This self-imposed pressure made Grein even more pious. He gave orders loudly, directing the knights to clean up the battlefield, settle Crown Prince Conrad, and find the two bishops.

Since Grein had been imprisoned not long ago, the knights led by Walter were unaware of this. In their eyes, Grein was still the great figure in charge of the Inquisition.

In addition, Russell, who killed the devil, and Princess Eleanor, who represented the royal orthodoxy, remained silent, as if they had tacitly approved of Green's actions.

The knights followed Grein's orders and were led around by him.

Just as the knights were looking for the two bishops, the old friends who had previously been determined to die together met again unexpectedly in the woods near the farm.

"What are you doing, Sigbert?" Damian asked Sigbert, who was in a trance.

"I'm thinking." Sigbert stared at the dark night sky and answered without turning his head.

"Oh? This is the first time I know that a bull like you has mastered the common human activity of thinking."

Damian had always been annoyed with Sigbert's style of acting faster than he thought, so he couldn't help but sneer at him, with a playful smile on his face.

Damian was already waiting for his old friend to launch a furious counterattack.

However, to Damian's surprise, Sigbert paid no attention to his sarcasm. Instead, he frowned and asked, "Do you also think that Occitania is the Holy Spirit, Damian?"

Sigbert hadn't been able to find Grein to discuss this issue, so he just sat there in a daze. It wasn't until Damian came over that he asked about his doubts.

Damian rolled his eyes. "I can't say. What about you? Are you going to defend Friedrich even in front of the Holy Spirit?"

Siegbert's expression was fanatical. He suddenly stood up straight and said passionately, "No! Of course not! The Kingdom of the Holy Spirit is about to come, the gospel is about to come! Humanity is about to reach perfection! History is about to end! At a time like this, what use is a king?"

Damian paused, then he remembered that Sigbert was also an eschatologist.

Siegbert advocated returning secular affairs to the king and advocating that priests devote all their energy to spiritual gospel life in order to welcome the coming of the Kingdom of the Holy Spirit as soon as possible.

Now that the Holy Spirit he believed in has come to the world, there is naturally no need for him to support the king anymore.

Although Damian didn't believe in eschatology, he believed that what goes on in this world goes on in this world, and what goes on in the next world goes on in the next. Damian didn't believe in the end of history that would turn the world into a lost paradise.

Therefore, Damian believed that the church must at least maintain a minimum level of material conditions free from secular interference.

However, for now, the old friend Sigbert at least provided an excuse for both sides to stop fighting.

Damian had not forgotten that if the demon Walter had not released his aura without concealment, the life-and-death battle between him and Sigbert would have resulted in at least one of them dying, and it would have been very likely that both of them would have perished.

Therefore, Damian nodded and agreed, "Yes, you're right. Why don't we go ask that person for advice? Think about it, even someone as dull as Glenn was given guidance by that person. Aren't we more proficient in the scriptures than Glenn?"

Sigebert's face turned serious. "The Gospel warns you not to put the Lord your God to the test!"

This stupid ox has already determined that Russell is the real Holy Spirit, so what is he still thinking about?

Damian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At this moment, the knights' loud shouts reached their ears: "Bishop Damian! Bishop Sigbert! Your Excellencies, are you here? Lord Russell and Princess Eleanor want to see you!"

Just as he mentioned testing Russell and provoked a rebuttal, the news of Russell's invitation came.

Now even Bishop Damian's expression changed. After one coincidence after another, he had to start seriously considering whether Russell was really the Holy Spirit.

Wait, if Grein was right, then wasn't it Archbishop Cluny who was wrong to strip him of his position and stigmata?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Damian thought grimly, then suddenly realized a thorny problem.

There was naturally no obstacle for Sigbert to change his allegiance purely based on ideology, but Damian was ordered to capture Grein personally.

That unruly bastard Glenn even came up with such an ugly nickname as Owl in private. Now that he has succeeded, I don’t know how he will take revenge on me.

Bishop Damian couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"Hey! Damian! What are you still standing there for? Hurry up!" Bishop Sigbert strode forward, and after taking two steps, he turned back impatiently and shouted to Bishop Damian.

Bishop Damian shook his head with a wry smile, looked at Sigbert, then looked at the knights who were attracted by Sigbert's voice, and gave up the idea of ​​​​running away.

If that person is truly the Holy Spirit, He who is clear about rewards and punishments and knows everything would naturally not make things too difficult for Himself.

If that person is not the Holy Spirit, then let me use my life to reveal this point. Such a noble person as I will surely be able to reach the lofty other shore.

Bishop Damian's heart was once again filled with the tragic heroism of a martyr. All along the way, he imagined himself facing death with equanimity, paying no attention to what the knights who were "escorting" him said.

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Author's Note: Thanks to Asanagi for the reward and coins

236 Treatment

"What? You asked us to come here just to treat His Highness Conrad's injuries?" Bishop Damian, who was ready to die, had a tragic look on his face. He even snorted contemptuously when passing by Grein. When he heard Russell's request clearly, he was shocked.

Russell looked at the knights in confusion: "Why don't you make it clear when you invite someone here?"

Eleanor, still clinging to Russell's arms like a little bird, glared at the knights.

My brother charged the demon alone, and he was badly injured! You cowards who caused his injury don't take it seriously!

If Eleanor knew that Conrad's two fainting spells were related to her, she probably would not have been so calm in taking her anger out on him.

The knight was also feeling very aggrieved. We had been talking about this matter all the way, but who knows why the bishop didn't listen.

At this moment, the impatient Sigbert frowned and scolded, "Damian, the knights have been talking about His Highness Conrad's injuries all along the way. How come you've also injured your brain and didn't hear a word they said?"

Bishop Sigbert's words saved the knights and also gave him the opportunity to fight back against Bishop Damian's sarcasm in the woods.

Although Bishop Sigebert said that he no longer cared about the royal family, he had no objection to Princess Eleanor's devotion to the Holy Spirit.