Today's princess is still cute

Unexpectedly, the meaning of the dragon clan to these forces is completely different from that of the female demigod.

At least it can be proved that the dragon clan is still active in the world today, and their strength is still at the ceiling.

Graham took two deep breaths and said with a smile, "Your Majesty! Since we have made so much money this time, I will not tell Her Highness Tina about what happened just now! This is the sacrifice you made for the Holy See!"

"Hahahaha, thanks huh? No, what do you want to say to Tina?"

Cardinson was halfway through laughing when he suddenly became alert.

Graham said frankly, "Didn't that female mage kiss you? It's written in the doctrine that you should be loyal to your lover. As the chief arbitrator, I can pretend that I didn't see it. After all, you were passive. But Her Highness Tina..."

"Let's go! I'll take you to eat roast venison!" Cardinson rushed over, put his arm around Graham's shoulders, and walked out together.

In the hall, only boxes of gold coins and the sarcastic laughter of a devil were left.

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I recommend a book, "An Older Sister and I Challenge Life Together".

When life enters the final countdown, how to find the door to heaven.

The strange combination of a young boy with an incurable disease and a big sister who is running out of time, thus embarks on a journey.

My dream is to travel around the world, and my enemy is the world's number one criminal organization!

There is sweetness, passion, tears and parting.

"The last 90 days of my life were more exciting than most people's entire lives!"

"Wherever you are, it is my paradise."

Chapter 126 Urusos's Doubts (Fourth update, please vote!)

The next day, Viscount Cowell's territory returned to normal. Every resident received a bag of rice from the lord. The lord also gave twenty gold coins to the families of the few miners who had unfortunately died. They then forgot what had happened in the mine.

It seemed that apart from Viscount Cowell's loss of a mine, there were no other losses.

The rice and gold coins were aided by the Holy See. Viscount Cowell was now extremely busy. Not only did he have to recruit craftsmen, but he also had to organize people to build the houses that Cardinson mentioned. A series of things were placed on his shoulders. Even though the people of the Holy See had laid a good foundation in the early stages, this viscount who had never cared about the grassroots was so busy that when Cardinson left, he only came to see him hurriedly and then said goodbye.

Viscount Cowell knew that the royal family had sent Paramo, but the other party had no intention of coming to find him, so he just kept silent.

In just a few days, Viscount Cowell felt as if the world had gone around in a circle, turned upside down, and became unfamiliar. He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. In the end, he could only comfort himself with what his butler said: "What you lose will definitely be gained."

Cardinson is gone, but people from the southern parish will come here to build churches, trade routes, and various conveniences.

At least it is a very good thing for the people of the territory. At least, after being incorporated into the parish, it means that Viscount Cowell can no longer practice his "tyranny" to do whatever he wants.

According to gossip, Eberon Cowell knelt in front of the tombstones of his ancestors for a night, and then never mentioned the mine again, as if it was a beautiful dream he had once had.

It is hard to say whether the rumors can be taken seriously. The reliable news is that the Son of God and his entourage are still touring the southern diocese, but their trip is about to end because they have to rush back for the upcoming Autumn Harvest Festival at the end of October.

Cardinson certainly could not pocket the 350,000 gold coins. Wherever he went, he either paved roads or built bridges, and gave out handfuls of gold coins, in return for the people's tears, high respect, and the unpleasant looks of the city lords and nobles.

The Vatican has always been like this. Whether you give them a good face or a bad face, it will not stop them from doing good things within their ability. The doctrine requires that good deeds should be integrated into every word and action of one's life. If you can't even do it yourself, how can you ask believers to love this world according to God's will?

It’s a pity that Mr. Yangming did not travel through time, otherwise I would definitely cheer three times. This is the unity of knowledge and action.

Cardinson admitted that he did not have the level of Mr. Yangming, and he was also very clear that compared with those real ascetics in the Holy See, he was just a show-off. Many people said that his actions were just for fame and reputation. In order to gain reputation, Cardinson was also troubled in the early stage, but later he felt that it was unnecessary and just laughed it off.

There will always be such people in this world. They don't do good deeds, but they are not happy to see others do good deeds. When they see a family distributing porridge or helping the poor, they will always make sarcastic remarks in a way you can't imagine. It's hard to tell whether the smell is sourness, jealousy, or even hatred?

After strolling around and spending nearly 70,000 to 80,000 gold coins, and giving some assistance to some bishops who were supporting the churches alone in the countryside, Cardinson took the remaining 200,000 gold coins and boarded the ship back to the imperial capital.

As the saying goes, a gentle breeze brings calm waters. The Vatican's ships were resting at the shore, so Cardinson simply set up a spot on the deck, asked Hobert to get a fishing rod, and started fishing there himself.

He looked relaxed and happy, but in fact he had already quarreled with Ursus in his mind, and he didn't even care about the stupid fish that kept biting the hook.

"Master, your training method is obviously wrong. You have great talent and potential, so why don't you start studying the fundamentals of your church's divine power from now on? Once you master the fundamentals, you will be able to master all the fundamentals. When the time comes, you will look back at these minor details and find them extra easy."

"What you said is strange. Isn't it a common knowledge that a tall building is built from the ground? I don't believe that you didn't fight your way up from the lower levels when you were in hell. How could someone achieve success in one fell swoop?"

"Can I be the same as my master? If you want to avoid being killed in hell, you have to kill the things that want to kill you."

"It is definitely important to lay a solid foundation. You know that you are always in danger in hell. You should become stronger as soon as possible. I don't have any urgent threats right now."

"I know that foundation is important, but Master, is this the foundation that a normal person should have? Not to mention people of the same age, how many of the contemporary strong ones are more solid than you? If you continue like this, you will just be wasting your talent in vain."

In Urusos's opinion, Cardinson is now completely capable of breaking through and officially becoming a Templar Knight. Then, with the advantage of his age, he can try to reach the youngest demigod realm. After that, he can do whatever he wants. Is there anyone who can stop him?

Even if the imaginary enemy is the demon king in Cardinson's memory, Cardinson still has nearly twenty years. If he breaks through now, there will be no Templar Knights under the age of twenty. This has never happened in the history of the Holy See.

But Cardinson just didn't want to do that. He had to keep grinding and grinding, enduring the accumulation in his body over and over again.

The pool was full of water, so Cardinson took a small shovel and slowly dug, making it deeper and wider until there was nothing more he could do.

The main reason why the two had such a disagreement was because Cardinson did not tell Urusos about the Shadow Knight.

He had suffered this great loss in his previous life, and even resetting his points and stats couldn't make it up.

That's why he was not in a hurry to learn the skills of the Templar Knights, but with the idea that sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood, he worked hard to study the most basic things, such as Vatican swordsmanship, how to use the least energy to achieve the highest output, how to pour out his skills at the fastest speed and then turn to self-protection.

A man and a devil were arguing loudly here. In the corner over there, a pair of puzzled eyes were looking at Cardinson with mixed feelings.

It’s strange, why after the battle in the mine, I always feel that there is a familiar aura around His Majesty the Holy Son, but I don’t want to get close to him?

I always wanted to stay with the Son of God for a longer time before, but now as soon as I get close to him, I want to escape.

This kind of trouble has been with her for several days.

But His Majesty the Holy Son is still the same His Majesty the Holy Son, and I am still myself, so why did it become like this?

In Cardinson's mind, Ursus' voice suddenly stopped, and the ring on his hand glowed red, then dimmed.

"What's wrong?" Cardinson noticed this and asked.

"Nothing. It's possible that my strength has dropped too much. My perception seems to be problematic recently. I always feel that there are familiar eyes watching you these past few days."

Chapter 127 Tina's Seven Deadly Sins: Greed

"Don't be scary."

Cardinson smiled, picked up the fishing rod in his hand, looked at the empty hook, and continued to put on the bait without caring.

Urusos didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just an illusion.

After all, the people on this ship are all from the Vatican. If you say there is a smell of hell, that is pure nonsense. It's like you wearing a Manchester United jersey and walking into a Liverpool fan bar that just lost the derby.

The joy of fishing is naturally something that cannot be told to outsiders.

Now that Urusos had stopped arguing with him, Cardinson felt more comfortable fishing. Watching the float he had made floating up and down on the water, his mood calmed down.

In the general situation of the world, who is the hook and who is the fish?

Imperial capital, Vatican.

October is already autumn. After a few heartbreaking drizzles, the dead leaves flew away with the migratory birds, and the weather began to get colder. If there are people in the family with weaker physical conditions, they would have lit the fireplace early if conditions allowed.

In the warm light, the old maid held a ball of wool in her hand and knitted with two knitting needles like a butterfly flying through flowers.

In theory, the Holy See would distribute appropriate supplies for the winter, but older people always feel that it is warmer to make them themselves.

This year has been the best!

It will only get better.

The old maid looked gently at Tina who was writing at the desk beside her, and felt relieved in her heart.

Lord Payne, oh no, now you should call him His Majesty the Holy Son.

He is a really capable person. A genius boy is not enough to describe him. He is kind-hearted and good-looking. Most importantly, he is so compatible with His Highness. The relationship between the two young people is as good as honey. I just hope that His Majesty the Son of God can continue to be so close to His Highness and take good care of His Highness. I heard that the Son of God of the Holy See cannot marry, but the boy's ability is so great that nothing can stump him. Didn't Or, who was like a mountain in his eyes, be defeated by His Majesty the Son of God with one sword after another?

Well, the only thing I am worried about now is that His Highness is a little young, but His Majesty the Holy Son is only seventeen years old. After the New Year, there is still some time before His Highness will be an adult. We will see then.

When the old maid thought of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and the speed of threading the needle in her hand became much faster.

If I could see the day when Her Highness marries the Holy Son, I would be willing to die on that moment.

No, no, no, I have to live longer. His Highness has a little prince now, and I have to help take care of him. What is the difference between Miss Sarah's descendants and my own family?

Tina on this side had no idea that her grandma's inner drama was so rich. Instead, she bit the tip of her pen and looked at the book in front of her, her little head feeling dizzy.

The Vatican's collection of books is not comparable to those fairy tales. She spent a whole month reading the "General History of the Continent" alone, and now she is studying a collection of poems written by a great sage. It is said that all the ladies in the imperial capital have a copy of it, which means that one cannot be considered elegant if he is not well-educated.

After a long time of unsuccessful attack, Tina gradually became distracted, the firelight from the fireplace reflected in her eyes, sparkling brightly.

I don't know where Mr. Knight is now. Is he used to the food and clothes? I also saw the scene that night. It was a shocking battle. Later, I heard that His Majesty the Son of God was near that place. I was worried all night and didn't eat. Later, I learned that Mr. Knight was fine, so I was relieved a little, but I started to worry that he must be very tired because he had so many things to deal with. But I couldn't do anything. I was waiting for him to come back at home like a fool.

When I think of the word "idiot", I remember that Mr. Knight also likes to call me that. Am I really an idiot? Maybe. Everyone says that Mr. Knight is very smart, so he must be right to think so. Maybe Mr. Knight is too smart, so he thinks he is an idiot? But I have never seen him call others that. It's really a headache.

Tina thought about the news she had received in the past few days. The priests who brought her meals were always talking about what His Majesty the Son of God had done in the south and how many people admired him. Tina kept all of this in mind.

She didn't know when it started, maybe it was when he kissed her? She felt that she was not worthy of such an excellent man. What did she have?

The priest sisters in the Vatican are also very beautiful, have better figures than me, are eloquent, and don't have the annoying curse that I have. What should I do if someone competes with me for the title of Knight?

Want to be with him.

Together for a long, long time.

Tina held her cheek with her hands, her eyes full of worry.

I recently learned a new word in a collection of poems, called lovesickness.

Does this count as lovesickness?

I don't want to share his kindness with others, but Mr. Knight is the Son of God and is destined to love this world.

His world is very small, and apart from grandma, the rest belongs to him.

It's a little bit unfair.

Tina's wrist slipped and her head tilted, waking her from her trance. She quickly looked at her grandma next to her, afraid that she would blame her for not reading the book carefully again.

But when was there no one around?

The fire in the fireplace was still burning quietly, but why did it look so gloomy?

Tina panicked and tried to stand up, but found that she couldn't move, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

Suddenly, another voice came from behind.

"Wanting to have more than what is needed is greed, one of the original sins."

It was a female voice with no discernible emotions, but to Tina it felt like the mother who only existed in her childhood memories.

She wanted to ask, but she was powerless and could only listen to the voice continue to murmur -

"You are afraid, you are longing, you get something you have never had before, maybe we should call it love? But have you ever thought about what he has left for you after the initial freshness and passion, romance and admiration are over? Oh, maybe he will find a girl who is more beautiful, more sensible, more gentle and considerate than you to replace you."

"Tina Katspera Natiyavida Ulysses, answer me, would you like to see such a scene? Your beloved embraces another woman, kisses someone else with the lips that once kissed you, and repeats the sweet words he said to you to someone else."

"Hmm - it seems that you are very angry? Can you tell me why you are angry?"

"Ah, ah, I see. You think that there will be a day when that will come true, right? Haha."

Tina only felt pain and discomfort in her heart. She was already fragile and sensitive, and the slightest stimulation made her feel dizzy and as if the world was about to collapse.

But the voice did not let her go and continued to whisper.

"There's nothing wrong with being greedy. Do you want him to belong to you alone for the rest of your life? If he loves the world,

"Then why don't you just destroy this world?"

Chapter 128 The Malice of the World

The old maid was knitting something when one of her knitting needles suddenly slipped and pierced her palm, causing blood to flow out immediately.

Even though I was concentrating on doing my job, things like this could still happen.

The old maid didn't feel anything strange, and didn't even cry out in pain, because this kind of accident is so common. As long as she stays with His Highness, she will always encounter such things.

Like falling into a basin while washing clothes, like a stool suddenly cracking while you are sitting comfortably, or like being hit in the eye by a bouncing piece of wood while chopping wood.

All this has become a daily routine.

The old maid shook her head and sighed, then took out a roll of bandage from her pocket and wrapped it a few times. Then she thought about asking the kind priests of the Vatican to treat her during dinner later.

Coincidentally, the corner of his eye glanced at Tina who was supposed to be studying at the desk.

Is he asleep?

Looking at the princess sleeping on the table, the old maid smiled dotingly. Just as she was about to stand up to put a coat on her, she suddenly twisted her foot and fell forward.