Today's princess is still cute

Rong Ke smiled casually: "That is not your power, or rather, it is not your current power. The power given by God and the power you control are two different things."

Cardinson nodded. He knew that it was impossible for the powerful men of the Church to not see the source of his strength that day. All the professions that could buff him were given to him. Even the assassin brothers in the group had used up their skill points to give him the only two buffs. He didn't know how many buffs were given to him that were not the only effect. Otherwise, how could you think he could knock down 3% of the world boss's health? That was completely supported by the countless brothers behind him.

None of those who can cultivate to Rong Ke's level are really fools. Although he doesn't know that Cardinson is a time traveler, he still points directly to the origin.

Cardinson said: "Grandpa Rong Ke, what I want to ask is, can I set a temporary upper limit for myself, and use that upper limit as the range of adaptation to temper myself, and then break through?"

"Don't say that in front of Xizel anymore. You think the same as I do, but he thinks differently," Rong Ke pouted. "Even though Xizel is now a Morning Star Knight, I can be 100% sure that he won't make any new breakthroughs in the next fifteen years. He was too impatient at the beginning, and now he is reaping the consequences."

It's more than fifteen years.

Knowing the situation in later generations, Cardinson sighed silently. Teacher Mei was stuck at the bottleneck of Lv.80 for twenty years.

Although my arrival has changed a lot of the original developments, most things in the future will not change.

The reason why he was so eager to possess power was to prevent the same situation from happening again in the future.

For example, why is there no Ronco Hadley in the storyline 20 years later? Nor are there any of my current friends? Why did the Church begin to decline at that time, while the Mage Tower rose rapidly? Why did the Demon King appear without warning and possess the power to overthrow the world?

All these things need him to discover. At least when he knows the truth of history, Cardinson hopes that he will have the ability to change.

"Grandpa Rong Ke, I understand, but I still want to apply for this job transfer mission."

"Just apply if you want to. I'm here to remind you a few things, not to influence your thoughts. You are His Majesty the Son of God! I'm just a small captain of the guard." Rong Ke laughed exaggeratedly and patted Cardinson on the shoulder.

Cardinson scratched his head and smiled sheepishly: "Grandpa Rong Ke, please stop making fun of me. Then let's wait for the teacher to come back. When he comes back, I will tell him and then go to the south."

"Why do you have to go to the south? There doesn't seem to be any missions there recently. I recommend going to the north, to the Frozen Forest."

Cardinson couldn't tell Rong Ke that he had guessed what was going to happen from Fiona's story and wanted to go over and stop it, right?

So, I can only talk nonsense seriously.

"It's like this. I had a dream. The dream said there are opportunities in the south."

Half a week later, after returning to the Vatican, César listened to Cardinson's words and had no objection. Instead, he readily agreed to his request to become a Templar Knight.

After giving him some instructions on what to pay attention to, the Holy See wanted to assign him a job transfer task according to the normal process, but the Pope solved it with just one sentence.

So now it becomes——

The Son of God made his first visit to the southern dioceses and proclaimed the glory of God.

Accompanying them were one hundred Vatican knights, five Templar knights, twenty priests, two Holy Light Messengers and two Divine Radiance Messengers.

All of this is understandable, but why is there a Doris?

Chapter 100 I Can't Bear to Leave You

The Son of God's inspection trip to the south is a religious event of great significance.

For this purpose, the Holy See sent an elite force to escort Cardinson on this journey.

Don't think there are not enough people. This is within the empire. What city doesn't have a church? What county doesn't have a few parishes? The knights and bishops stationed there will be responsible for the safety of the Son of God. Most importantly, Cardinson's victory over Orr has made him "famous". Who dares to mess with him?

No kidding, even if Cardinson's entourage encounters an army that is ten times their number, they can still ensure that Cardinson leaves safely.

However, in this configuration, there was an additional Doris Dale, a girl who had just passed the assessment for an apprentice priest.

"I'm sorry, forgive me for being blunt, but why are we taking her with us?"

Cardinson sat on the sofa, looking helplessly at the middle-aged man in front of him with a high-end version of Nicolas Cage's face.

Templar Knight Hubert Dale, the leader of the Holy Son Guard, is a master who is firmly ranked in the top ten in the Templar Knights, and is also Doris's father.

On the surface, he was on an inspection trip, but in reality, he was on a mission. Didn't the Pope assign him personnel who were on the front lines of the battle? There were also two tough guys from the Inquisition secretly hiding in the priest team.

There were some things about the Holy See in the southern diocese, as well as the mine dungeon that was about to open in the territory of Viscount Cowell, which he was concerned about, and the most important job transfer in the temple.

It's like you have assembled a team of top-ranked experts and want to go to a nightmare-difficulty dungeon, but you find that a little girl who is just slacking off has sneaked into the team.

To be honest, Cardinson didn't really want to bring it.

Hubert is quite handsome, otherwise he would not have given birth to a daughter like Doris.

Faced with the question about the Son of God, it was naturally impossible for Hobart to tell the truth - after being harshly rejected by his father, Doris cried and rolled around at home, almost rubbing the floor clean. His doting wife couldn't bear to see this and directly ordered him to bring his daughter with him.

Hubert had no choice but to ask His Holiness the Pope, and after receiving the answer, he stuffed his daughter into the team and made her a member of the accompanying priests.

"Your Majesty, this is something that His Holiness the Pope has also agreed to. I am also in a difficult situation. I am a member of the Holy See first, and then a father. I know it is not right to do this, but Doris really wants to participate in this trip south and see the outside world. I have been busy since she was born, running around and rarely going home. I can't even remember her birthday. I owe her too much, and I really can't refuse her request again. Your Majesty, if you want to blame someone, blame me."

Hobert was also distressed because he really didn't understand how to get along with children during adolescence.

Some time ago, he came home early and unexpectedly saw his daughter writing a diary in the living room with a smile on her face. Thinking that she was in a good mood, Herbert wanted to sneak over to give her a surprise, but accidentally saw part of the diary.

"Paine", "Holy Son", "His white robe looks great today" were just a few lines before the daughter spotted him, yelled in shame and anger, and ran back to her room, leaving a message saying "Dad is too much!"

The people of Hobart were dumbfounded.

After dinner, I secretly asked my wife, but she rolled her eyes: "Now you care about your daughter?"

It’s distressing, really distressing.

After consulting seven or eight good brothers in the Order of the Knights Templar who had families, I got two different answers - "Just beat him up" and "Just give him whatever he wants as much as possible."

Hobert discovered that those who said they wanted to be beaten were all raised sons, while those who said they would meet their demands were all raised daughters.

Don’t you understand this?

So, an old father who wanted to make up for what he owed to his daughter shamelessly asked the Pope for help, and then came to ask the Son of God for help.

After listening to Hobert's story, Cardinson pondered for a moment. If he wanted to forcibly remove Doris from the team and replace her with a more experienced priest, it would definitely be possible. After all, he is the Son of God and he has the final say.

But this would most likely embarrass Herbert, so although he wouldn't hate him, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Cardinson thought for a moment, then said, "Can we let Doris stay in the nearest church while we have a mission?"

"Of course!" Hobert asked, looking at Cardinson with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, thank you very much, thank you so much!"

In his opinion, this was a manifestation of protecting Doris, and the Son of God was doing him a favor.

After bidding farewell to Hobert who thanked him again and again, Cardinson sighed, "How pitiful are the parents in the world. And, Your Highness, did you hear me? This is really not what I thought."

Suddenly, a large paper box was opened from a corner. Tina, who was squatting inside, blushed and muttered in a low voice: "I, I didn't say anything."

Cardinson walked over, pulled her up from the ground, and touched her little head: "If you don't have anything on your mind, why do you come to me so early in the morning?"

"I'm just, worried about you."

Tina let him hold her hand and sit down on the sofa.

With Hobert's strength, it was impossible for him not to sense that there was a third person in the room, but with Cardinson there, how could he dare to randomly explore the Son's residence? That was not only impolite, but also disrespectful.

"Come, give me a hug." Cardinson smiled and opened his arms.

"No." Tina found that the longer they were together, the more indecent her knight became?

She didn't know whether she should use this word. She felt happy and scared at the same time.

She was happy because the distance between them seemed to be getting closer and closer, and she was scared because her heart had been completely messed up ever since her first kiss was taken away by this bad guy.

She used to seldom dream, but now his figure appears in her dreams every night.

"Well, well, I don't know how long it will take me to come back this time." Cardinson pretended to be sad and frowned.

Sure enough, this trick was very useful to Tina.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly lowered herself into Cardinson's arms and hugged him tightly.

Cardinson gently stroked her black hair and said, "It will be about a month. You must be obedient at home and take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just tell the Vatican directly."

"Ah."

"Eat on time, and if you have time, you can exercise, go for a run, and do some of the stretching exercises I taught you a few days ago."

"Ah."

"I asked someone to bring you some books. They are all suitable for you to read. Don't fall behind in your studies."

"Um"

"what happened?"

"I dont want you to go."

Chapter 101 Boat Ride

No matter how reluctant Tina was, Cardinson had to leave.

As for the fact that Her Royal Highness the Princess was tricked into a kiss by his sweet words, we won't talk about it. When Tina was sent back to the house by Cardinson with her left cheek in her hands and a blushing face, the old maid thought Tina was beaten and made a joke again.

In this gradually cooler autumn, our Holy Son is about to go on a long journey.

It was quite embarrassing because he thought there would be many people to see him off, but he found that only Burke was there, and he came to find Hobert and asked him to help deliver a letter to an old friend on the way.

In Rong Ke's words, "It's no big deal. It's just a month away. Why are you being so pretentious?"

So, His Majesty the Holy Son left in a cool autumn breeze, with his little white flower feeling reluctant to leave.

During this trip, the Vatican knights around him were all brave and good at fighting. Each of them was equipped with three fine steel swords, the best armor, and a hand crossbow, longbow, and short sword. The priests were simpler, wearing a white robe, a staff, a book, and various recovery potions. The scrolls that could flatten a 50-meter radius when thrown out were the five Templar knights and the four Divine Radiance Envoys and Holy Light Envoys, and they were the best among the first-level professions of the Vatican. With this lineup, it would not be difficult for Cardinson to rush into the city lord's mansion in any city he passed by.

This was the guard that the Pope personally selected for Cardinson. He was now the Holy Son of the Church, the face and role model. How could the Pope let him go out so easily? On the surface, no one paid attention to it. In fact, everyone paid attention to it. They just didn't want to put too much pressure on Cardinson.

Including Cardinson, there are a total of 130 people, which can be carried directly on a giant ship, which is more than enough. Although the Holy See has a water training program, it has not specially established a navy. When the Imperial Navy needs a ship, they will not refuse.

This was a rule established when the Holy See was first established. No one knew why, but it was still followed.

This huge ship flying the golden starry sea flower flag of the Holy See sailed down along the Grand Canal outside the imperial capital. Everyone on the ship, from sailors to cooks, was replaced by people from the Holy See. These well-trained knights of the Holy See were truly adaptable to all terrains.

There are countless nobles in the imperial capital. In the past, they would secretly carry some valuables on official ships, and the cargo could fill up the warehouse. Now it is different. No matter how powerful a noble you are, do you dare to go to His Majesty the Son of God and say to him, "Brother, please make room for me to carry some goods?"

"Rules" did not apply to Cardinson, so he set off with only the people from the Vatican and a ship of supplies.

Doris stood on the boat, quietly looking at Cardinson next to her. He had a high nose, red lips, white teeth, handsome eyebrows, a very well-proportioned body, and neat black hair trimmed to a finger's length. When his gray-green eyes were staring at something, there was always a depth that made people's heart beat.

The wind blew over the water, over the boat, over the sail, and over him. His white robe fluttered, and his temperament was sacred and noble.

Doris stared in a trance.

However, Cardinson, who was being watched by the girl, was discussing the ship's artillery with her father with great interest.

"Twelve cannons! This is really great stuff. I heard that this type of cannon can fire two rounds a minute and will hit the target within 200 meters! The farthest range is 800 meters! The power is enough to penetrate a ten-centimeter thick steel plate!"

Cardinson's eyes lit up and he couldn't stop circling around the cannon.

Unfortunately, this type of artillery does not use the gunpowder he knew, but is made from a fire-attributed ore called "thunder stone" that has been crushed and added with some specific materials. It is more expensive, so it is basically only popular among the military.

As a time traveler, Cardinson naturally wanted to tinker with gunpowder, but the people in the Mage Tower and the Graduate School had already come up with all the tricks you could think of. Have you seen scrolls produced on an assembly line? Have you seen explosive potions in bottles? Have you seen weapons that can fire energy beams? I have never heard of an atomic bomb, but throwing one or two forbidden spells will have a similar effect.

When God bestowed the energy stone on the continent, it meant that technology would never be able to surpass extraordinary power.

"It's a good thing, but if there are no second-level strongmen on this kind of ship, even if it is fully staffed with 300 people, I can make a few trips and suffer minor injuries at most." Hubert nodded and patted the cannon. There was no pride on his face. After all, he was speaking common sense.

Cardinson also sighed and said, "Indeed, after the second transformation, all professions have the ability to fly. Unless there are strong people of the same level to restrain them, no matter how many troops they have, it will be useless."

"The graduate school did research anti-aircraft weapons, but later found out it was meaningless, so it was shelved." Hubbard laughed.

"Right now, the main focus is still on siege warfare."

Seeing how happily they were chatting, some knights and priests nearby came over and joined the discussion.

Poor little Doris was squeezed out like this, and even when she stood on tiptoe she couldn't see His Holiness the Son of God whom she had been thinking about so much.

The pastor girl, not knowing what she was losing, bit her lower lip and ran to the cabin to read the scriptures.

The ship was traveling very fast and was powered by energy. In less than five days, Cardinson and his companions had left the central Zesong County and reached the edge of the southern Sanna County. Here, special people from the Empire were responsible for taking over the ship and waiting for Cardinson and his companions to return.

There were no dramatic ship-blocking incidents along the way. Basically, when they saw the flag of the Holy See, they knew they could not afford to offend. Even when they were anchored at a dock for rest, no noble ships dared to approach. Instead, many civilians on the passenger ships came to greet them and saluted them from a distance.

Cardinson is in a different position now, so what he sees is naturally different.

After thousands of years of accumulation, the Vatican's popular reputation has become so high that it is frightening.

When I read historical novels before, I always saw a sentence like "People in the world only know XX but not Your Majesty" which could anger the emperor and make him want to execute the whole family of that XX. At that time, Cardinson didn't understand and thought those emperors were fools, but now he understands.

It is no wonder that emperors of all dynasties have tried their best to suppress the Holy See. After all, no one can guarantee that the Holy See will never have the ambition to subvert the world. As long as there is a guy who wants to change his title from His Holiness the Pope to His Majesty the Pope, what can the empire do to stop him?

Cardinson silently looked at the port they were about to arrive at and let out a long sigh.

"What are you thinking about, Your Majesty?" Doris, who finally found an opportunity to squeeze next to him, asked curiously.