I changed the world

Further away, some people who were standing in the rain to watch the excitement were doing the same thing. Ralph even saw someone kneeling down, kneeling in the rain, muttering words and making a gesture of repentance.

In fact, not only the people, but also some soldiers and police officers have knelt down on one or both knees.

The white light in the sky lasted for quite some time, but in the end, the light suddenly disappeared and completely disappeared.

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In the hall, including Clément, all members of the action team looked nervously at the oil painting spread out on the ground. The picture on the oil painting was different from when it was rolled up before. The picture on the screen at this time is of a gorgeous church. In full view of everyone, a nobleman is kneeling on one knee, while another old man with extraordinary bearing is putting a crown on his head...

This was a canonization ceremony for a noble. Those present could guess it just from the layout of the entire scene, the crown in the old man's hand, and the costumes and demeanor of the surrounding guests.Crowns symbolize power in the Western Continent. Different from the habits in the Eastern Continent, the nobles of the Western Continent had the habit of wearing crowns on formal occasions in ancient times.

And the nobleman who was kneeling on his knees, judging from his demeanor, was the target person, Sean.

But he saw Mr. Valentine reaching out to the oil painting and saying slowly: "The devil's promises and temptations are mostly made up of empty dreams, just like the sandcastle on the beach, and no trace can be left behind..."

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Sunlight penetrated through the mosaic glass windows of the church, the choir sang hymns, and the house was full of guests. The sun shone on the guests watching the ceremony. Whether sincere or not, everyone's faces showed smiles at this time.

Since the Marmara Palace was damaged by a trebuchet, today's ceremony was held at the St. Simon's Cathedral in the Marmara Fort.

Everything is so beautiful. At this moment, the guardian of Marmara Castle, the hero who defends the faith of the Holy Enlightenment, Viscount Dragaces Honoré from Novadin, will win the most important victory in his life. At that time, he will be canonized as the Earl of Anroniburg Frontier.

In his mind, the figure of Sean, the museum guard who was once a small figure, gradually faded away. Viscount Honoré glanced at the blonde beauty who accompanied him. This was the daughter of the Marquis of Guernolo, known as Princess Illya of the Flower of Marmara.In the previous war, he not only relied on the knowledge from later generations to help the Marquis of Guerniolo defeat the invading Seljuk army.

He also succeeded in winning the heart of Princess Illya with his knowledge and humor that were beyond the ordinary nobles of this era.After all, in this era when knowledge was monopolized by the church, quite a few of the so-called military aristocrats were actually rough and illiterate.

"Go, father is waiting for you." Princess Illya pushed him affectionately, interrupting Viscount Honoré's thoughts. He smiled at her, then looked back and stood in front of him. Looking at the old man who also expressed admiration for him, Viscount Honoré straightened his appearance, raised his chin slightly, and stepped forward.

The hundreds of guests around him, most of whom were nobles, their families, and church representatives who were invited to watch the ceremony, made way for him to go forward. Because the Marquis of Guernolo was standing on the podium, the sun was shining freely. The glass window behind him shines in, looking extremely sacred, just like...

This is a path to power...

The surrounding guests began to applaud, not only because of Dragaces Honoré, who was about to become the count in front of him, but also because many people knew that he had a high probability of becoming the son-in-law of the Marquis of Guernolo.

The Marquis of Guernolo has only one daughter and no other heirs.

Everyone is eager to have a good relationship with this war hero and future powerful figure!

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Slowly walking up to the Marquis of Guernolo, Viscount Honoré took off his hat according to tradition, knelt down on one knee, took off his sword at the same time, put his hands together in the old Marquis's hand, and said: "Your Excellency, I must I will be loyal to you."

Marquis Guernolo said with a smile on his face: "Honore, I accept your allegiance."

Chapter 6 Seventy: I don’t want to come back! Send me back!

At the same time, he took a silver crown inlaid with gems from the attendants on the side and put it on Honore's head. Then he glanced at the people in the audience and announced: "By the grace of God, I bear witness to Antioch. In the name of the lords of La, Udolia and Marmara Castle, Dragaces Honoré is consecrated as the Count of the Fortress of Alloni."

At this time, another attendant handed Honoré a copy of the "Hadith" that had been prepared long ago.Honoré, who had just put on the crown, put his hand on the "Hadith", his heart was surging, his face became more and more respectful, and he spoke in a calm tone:

“Witnessed by the grace of God,

I, Dragaces Honoré of Novadin, hereby declare:

I will always be loyal to my lord.

I will always protect my lords and their families.

I will always abide by the laws and regulations of my lord.

I will always obey the orders and instructions of my lord.

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At the last moment when his experiment was about to be completed, suddenly, there was a burst of exclamations from around him. Honoré did not pay attention at first, but when the exclamations became louder, he subconsciously raised his lowered head. Head, wanted to see what was going on.

However, when he raised his head, what he saw was a scene that shocked him. It was a huge palm, as if God reached out from heaven to hold his palm. The entire dome of the church was shattered like a broken void. After breaking open, the palm came from the other side of the void and grabbed directly downwards, and its target seemed to be himself!

Before Honoré could recover from the shock, he felt a huge suction coming from him, and he involuntarily threw towards the palm...

Dizzy, Honoré soared into the sky and saw the shocked Marquis of Guernolo, the horrified people below, and the anxious and screaming Princess Ilia. All of this finally settled into a pantomime-like stillness. picture.

His last thought was: "Could it be that this world is not a time-travel back to ancient times as I originally imagined, but a fantasy world with the existence of gods?"

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“Give us glory, Lord, give us glory, not for our sake, Lord, but for your name’s sake…”

Valentin muttered words, he pressed his right hand on the canvas, and then, a strong white light emitted...

Under the eyes of all the action team members with amazement, curiosity, and awe, Mr. Valentine actually put his hand into the huge oil painting, and then, in full view of everyone, removed the missing target person Rousseff. . Sean grabbed it from the painting...

As the light dissipated, the huge oil painting changed again in everyone's eyes. This time, what was displayed in front of them turned into the familiar "The Fall of Marmara Fort". The city wall has collapsed with a huge gap, and groups of Seljuqs are swarming towards the castle...

Mr. Sean, who was "caught" from the painting, was still wearing the clothes of a museum guard and sitting on the ground with a dull expression on his face, as if he had not yet reacted.

Captain Clement on the side saw this and asked in a low voice: "Dear Mr. Valentine, may I ask, will this cause any damage?"

"There are no physical problems. However, the devil's game may sometimes cause some psychological problems. As long as some appropriate guidance is given, it can be adjusted."

"Thank you, Mr. Valentine." Clement expressed his gratitude respectfully, then crouched down, looked at Sean, who was obviously not relieved, and asked, "Do you still remember who you are?"

"I am Viscount Honoré from Novadin Dragaces... who are you?" When Sean heard the question, his eyes seemed to become hardened and determined instinctively, and he blurted out subconsciously.

Clément frowned as he asked. It seemed that Mr. Valentine was right. This person obviously had some psychological problems and was seriously ill. However, this was not something he needed to pay attention to. There would be specialized personnel to follow up. The problem.

He continued: "Please think about it again. As far as I know, your name is Rousseff Sean, and you are the guard of the National Museum of Balladur. You are not Viscount O'Lore. You may have experienced something just now. Fortunately, everything is over and you are safe now."

"Rosseff Sean..." Sean's expression suddenly became a little confused. That seemed to be a long-ago name.He glanced at the surrounding environment blankly. Although the place was in a mess, the familiar objects in his memory and the environment he had visited countless times allowed him to quickly recognize that this was the place where he had worked.

In other words, I have returned to the modern world and my past life...

"No!!!" He suddenly became excited and exclaimed loudly. He looked at the people around him in a panic and muttered: "I'm not...I'm not Rousseff Sean!"

"I am Viscount Dragaces Honoré! Viscount Dragaces Honoré from Novadin!" He raised his voice excitedly: "I am the hero of Marmara Castle! I just said Led the army to defeat the Seljuk invasion! I will be canonized as a count!"

"I have already planned...I will lead the army to conquer the land of the Seljuks!! I will become a marquis and a grand duke!"

"You don't know how great I am!! I will be recited by others! I will be crowned king!!!"

"You don't know, you don't know anything..."

"No!!! I don't belong here!!! I don't want to come back! Send me back!!! Send me back!!!"

In the end, Mr. Valentine pinched the back of his head gently. After that, Mr. Rousseff Shawn, who was already in a hysterical state, had his eyes wide open, and then he fainted on the side.

"I think it would be better for this gentleman to take a nap. As for the follow-up, he may need some psychological counseling." Mr. Valentine sighed and kindly reminded him.

"I think he will definitely receive good medical treatment. I can guarantee this." Clement agreed hurriedly.

Mr. Valentine nodded noncommittally, and then nodded to Clement: "In that case, let's go find the other people."

"Then I'll excuse you!" Clement said hurriedly.Just now, seeing that it was not difficult to communicate with Mr. Valentine, he boldly made a request, hoping that he could help find the missing guards in the museum. Unexpectedly, Mr. Valentine simply agreed. Come down.

"This Mr. Valentine is obviously a kind man..." In fact, Clément has been evaluating this "special person" in front of him in his heart, from his personality to his behavioral logic... This can be regarded as an invisible... After returning home, his superiors will definitely ask him to write a special evaluation.

So far, he has quite a favorable impression of Mr. Valentine, who behaves modestly and courteously...

Chapter 671 The Demon God on the Clay Tablet

承和37年2016年4月2日03:18临州云山坊张宅

In the study, ripples appeared in the void, and then, Zhang Jing's figure suddenly appeared there. After looking around, Zhang Jing walked to the desk, sat down, and thought about the series of previous events.

It should be said that the series of games surrounding Xide City International Airport ended as he expected. Father Simon has now boarded a flight to Bergopéry, and what happened next, that Jean... Mr. Plantard, the Viscount Delvaux who was awakened from the void death by Zhang Jing, a terracotta figure on the path of a third-level saint, will follow up and take charge.

Some layouts of the Western Continent have also been unfolded. Unlike the Eastern Continent, in the religion of the Western Continent, the foundation of the Holy Qi Sect is too strong and its presence is too strong. Therefore, Zhang Jing also prepared a completely different approach from the Eastern Continent. Method, grasping the fact that there have been many splits within the Holy Enlightenment Sect in history, he plans to start from these cracks and make an in-depth layout.

Originally, the role of "Knight Templar" was planned to be launched later, but the museum incident happened to happen, so Zhang Jing took advantage of the situation and pushed this character to the forefront.

The so-called "Mr. Valentine" is played by Zhang Jing, and after that, Mr. Jean Plantard will take over this role and continue to play it. This role, in Zhang Jing's plan , will be one of his important pivots in the Western Continent.

As for the staff of the Grand Foreign Security Bureau who are still busy in the museum, Zhang Jing really needs to know what they think about, so he simply arranged for Akbar to go to the Grand Foreign Security Bureau and meet at the Grand Foreign Security Bureau. Some manipulations were done on the decorative paintings of some important rooms in the Rand External Security Bureau...

I have to say that some of Akbar's characteristics are really useful.

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承和37年2016年4月2日07:26格兰德首府西黛市第7区若尔奈大街13号格兰德对外安全局的总部

In the Director's Office on the 9th floor of the Grand External Security Bureau, the thick curtains are still tightly drawn. The sun is shining brightly outside the window, but the sunshine does not penetrate into the room at all. It is like sitting at this moment. Director Herbert at the desk was in a normal mood.

After taking a sip of coffee, Director Herbert, who had not slept all night, opened his red eyes and once again picked up the briefing on his desk and read it. This briefing was previously submitted by Huck Relf, ​​Director of the Operations Division. , he has read it word for word from beginning to end several times, but every time he reads it, his mood becomes darker.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door, and Director Herbert said solemnly: "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and in came a middle-aged man who looked about 50 years old, bald, and wearing rimless glasses. This was Loz Albert, the deputy director in charge of intelligence analysis.

Director Herbert took a look and pointed to the sofa beside him. He also stood up and came to the sofa, and the two sat down together.

Director Herbert asked: "Is there any progress?"

"Some information has been preliminarily confirmed, so I came here in a hurry." Albert sighed, his face also a little solemn. He looked around, smiled bitterly, and lowered his voice: "To be honest, what happened this time, It's really unexpected, I would rather not see this information..."

"Let's talk about it, I know this time there is some trouble. But what is coming is inevitable..." Director Herbert stared at his bloodshot eyes after staying up all night, and sighed as well.

"Well, according to the information we have obtained from the current interrogation, the cause of this museum incident was that two museum guards, Rousseff Sean and Henri Hubert, were trying to steal an original piece from the Balladur National Museum. It was caused by a snake-headed staff ornament from the Kalagada period on display at the Residents’ Cultural Center.”

"According to the information we have confirmed so far, it should be that during the theft, the snake-headed staff was activated for some unknown reason, releasing the monster sealed in it. We currently believe that it is a demon god. "

"According to the information we have, these two guards have successfully stolen 39 times in the past two years, involving a total of 52 cultural relics. Each time they chose the more obscure cultural relics that were not monitored and monitored, and used their own The identity of the guard, and after each theft, the original items were replaced with high-imitation cultural relics, so they were never discovered. It must be said that there are huge security problems in the museum."

"Based on the information they confessed, we believe that there is still a chain of cultural relic theft and trafficking, and they are just nodes at one end of the chain."

"After this information, I suggest that it be transferred directly to the police. Our people can cooperate with them." Director Herbert interjected.

Albert nodded and continued: "As for the name of the demon god, he calls himself Akbar. Regarding this name, we have many people's inquiry records to prove it. There should be no problem."

"According to Mr. Valentine, he called it the 'Devil on the Clay Tablets'. In addition, he also mentioned that in some documents, it was called 'Hagether'."

"According to the information currently provided by Dr. Edmund's team, according to the records in "Ancient Century. Book of Kings", Hipboam, the prophet of ancient Yaros in 1028 BC, once carved the names of eighteen powerful demons on clay tablets. above, and used it to control them, so later generations called him the 'Devil on the Clay Tablets'."

"The name Hagsel is one of the eighteen legendary demon gods. According to records, he has a cunning character and likes to provoke."

"As for when "Ancient Century Kings" was first written, it is currently unknown. However, the oldest version we have currently is the version stored in the Belgoperi Great Library. It was written approximately in the 4th century AD. It was written in ancient Roman script, so it can be considered that 'Hagase' is actually the transliteration of 'Akbar'."

"In other words, Mr. Valentine's words can indeed be found to be based on..." Director Herbert nodded.

"Indeed, so we tend to think that it is indeed the legendary 'Devil on the Clay Tablet', but it was sealed for some unknown reason." Albert nodded and continued: "That is to say, " Some of the things recorded in the Book of Kings in Ancient Century may have actually existed. According to the opinions of some historians we consulted, the current historical circles generally regard them as myths and legends of doubtful origin."

Chapter 672 Knights Templar

Director Herbert took out a cigarette from his cigarette case, lit it, took a puff, and then slowly said: "We need more professionals. This year's recruitment can be targeted to recruit people with history, religion, and folk customs." People with research backgrounds, we need to expand our team in this area, and in addition, university cooperation can continue to be strengthened..."

As he said that, he waved his hand again: "We'll talk about this later, you go on first."

"We read the personal records of the action personnel who entered the museum, and also interviewed the action team members who entered at that time one by one, and basically restored the entire process of their contact with special figures."

"I read the briefing and I want to hear your analysis in person." Director Herbert nodded and reached out to knock on the briefing on the coffee table in front of him.

"Your Excellency, I think that since the devil said it, it may not be the truth, especially the devil on the clay tablet. According to records, he has a cunning character..." Albert raised his head again and glanced around, then lowered his voice and said .

"I understand, I understand... The words of the devil are of course deceitful..." Herbert also lowered his voice and looked at his subordinates: "So, this is just a hypothetical analysis..."

"Just a hypothesis?"

"Yes, just assuming..."

"Okay, Your Excellency, just treat these analyzes as assumptions..." Albert took a deep breath and whispered: "We suspect that Mr. Valentine was the successor of the Knights Templar... …”

"The Knights Templar?"

"According to current documentary records, the Knights Templar were active in the Middle Ages. Their full name is "The Poor Knights who guard the Holy Seat of Micah and the Noble Temple." They responded to the call of the Holy See and participated in the church's expansion and war in the East. , and developed rapidly in the next 200 years."

"I've heard of them, but this organization seems to have disappeared a long time ago, right?" Director Herbert exhaled a puff of smoke, his eyes dark and elusive in the smoke.

"Yes, we always thought that they had disappeared..."

"So, why do you think so?"

"You should know that the Demon God once mentioned the term 'Templar'. Of course, this is not our only basis."

After a pause, Albert read out a sentence: "Grant us glory, Lord, grant us glory, not for us, Lord, but for your name..."

"This is..." Hearing this, Herbert subconsciously opened the briefing page to one of the pages. What was recorded on it was Mr. Valentine's words and deeds before pulling Rousseff Sean out of the painting.

"This is it..." Albert pointed to a prayer in the briefing: "This is what Mr. Valentine once recited... According to our research, this sentence is exactly the prayer of the Knights Templar in history. Advice.”

Seeing Herbert frowning and staring at that paragraph, Albert hesitated and continued: "According to some memoirs, in 1318, Owen Lane, the then head of the Knights Templar, was invited by Pope Lustow II. , went to Grande to discuss important matters. As a result, when Owen Lane arrived in Grande, he was immediately arrested. It is said that a dismissed knight came forward to accuse the Knights Templar of multiple crimes. At that time, Grande King Bonois I immediately accepted these accusations and, without warning, arrested Templars throughout the Grande."