The sacrifices the two of them made for Golan were enough to shut everyone up.

On the side of the cloud, the orange light and shadow dazzled, the door of the royal court slowly opened, and the queen came out in a pure white dress.

Her face was hidden under the veil, and she walked towards St. Margaret's Church step by step but very firmly.

The crowd fell silent in an instant, and in this long silence, they silently watched the queen, who was guarded by the king cavalry, walk away slowly.

Archbishop Lumi was already waiting in the temple. To everyone's surprise, the archbishop began to recite blessings from the moment the queen stepped into the temple.

He sprinkled holy water and sincerely held a blessing ceremony.

This is the position of the church, a position that goes against the canon.

After the blessing ceremony, the queen took off the crown on her head. She stood on the high steps and confided her love for Wen Lin loudly.

"I love her, and I sincerely hope that she can marry me with your blessings. Although the road I am going to walk is full of thorns from beginning to end, she is always by my side, she is mine. , the only savior, my only queen."

The author has something to say:

Vicia: Marry Golan, marry Wen Lin, a winner in life

[1] Quoted in Impurities "People"

Chapter 102

This year's winter came very early, and even Brenz, which rarely snows, ushered in a long-lost goose feather snow.

Outside the Yate Tower, a carriage engraved with the royal family logo slowly stopped, and Latimer got off the carriage, thinking of today's task, his brows were gloomy.

Watching Latimer standing outside the door, his face turned red from the cold wind, Brown reminded in a low voice,

"Her Majesty is still waiting in the White House, Her Royal Highness, hurry up."

Latimer has grown up, tall and straight, with blond hair and blue eyes just like Vicia, handsome and tough, and he had just withdrawn from the battlefield attacking the Sistine not long ago.

In recent years, the Sistine border has been turbulent, and the civil war has continued. The ruling party headed by Tilia has become more and more powerful, and it is tit for tat with the Holy See. While the Golan is gradually becoming stronger, it is constantly declining.

The Golan has always advocated a moderate foreign policy and strived for a stable development environment, but the Golan's military has never relaxed for a moment.

After exchanging letters with Queen Tilia one day, Vicia decisively ordered to officially declare war on the Sistine in the name of rescuing the Sistine royal family under the decaying Holy See.

Latimer expressed condolences to the front line on behalf of Vicia and won the first battle.

As for the wedding of Vicia and Wen Lin, Latimer was not in Brenz at the time. He took a few steps forward and suddenly turned his head to ask,

"Mr. Brown, do you think the teacher will really come back?"

Brown was silent for a long time before he answered, "Your Highness, I think you should know the real reason why the Queen started this war."

It is for Your Excellency Wen Lin and for revenge.

Instantly speechless, Latimer looked up at the heavy snow and looked a little sad. The moment he stepped into the Tater Tower, he said in a low voice,

"Teacher, like my aunt, I look forward to your return."

Passing through the cold, dark passage, Latimer stopped in a foul-smelling cell.

Inside is the former Star Court Justice Joberts, who was also a traitor who colluded with the Holy Court eight years ago. It was he who informed the Holy Court of Wen Lin's life experience.

At this time, Jobs was curled up like a mouse in the sewage in the corner of the wall, and the once high place was replaced by the rickety dirt.

If you look closely, you can see that his fingernails and toenails have been pulled out, the first knuckles of his limbs are missing, and his whole body is covered with layered black scars.

He has gone crazy, his limbs are twisted, his mouth is wide open, his head is constantly shaking, his saliva is falling, and he looks extremely disgusting.

Ever since he was caught in Yatta Tower, he has never stopped torturing him, but he has tasted all the non-lethal torture tools in Yatta Tower over and over again.

As for the rest of Job's family, they were all sent to the arena. The news that came back a few days ago was that they were all dead, and after they died, they were thrown into the herd as rations.

Now only Joberts is not dead. He is being taken care of meticulously. It is freezing cold outside. Only his cell has a brazier.

Whenever he was tortured, the medical officer with the best medical skills would come to heal him, eat the best food, use the most expensive medicinal materials, and hang his life unscrupulously.

Latimer looked at it for a while, and said lightly, "Break the kneecap and throw it into the copper bull."

The bronze bull, also known as the Sicilian bull, is a huge bull made of copper, with a hollow inside and a door that can be opened in the abdomen. It will be slowly roasted to death in it.

The mournful wailing of the prisoner during the execution was like the roar of a cow.

Latimer waited in Atta Tower, and left when he saw Joberts being roasted.

When he arrived at the White House, Vicia was sitting at the table, holding the parchment in her hand, and the edges of the book cover had small cracks due to long strokes.

Vicia has been very careful, and the paper inside is still getting old and yellowing under the ravages of time.

While Vicia was reading, Latimer knew that she could not be disturbed, so she waited obediently.

Vicia once again read Wen Lin's plan for maritime trade. She described the mysterious eastern kingdom in detail in it, and wrote more than once that if there was a chance, the two of them would go on a sea adventure together by boat.

Gently caressing the words with her hand, Vicia closed it in a loss, and looked at Latimer beside her.

She took Latimer by her side, and continued to teach him with Wen Lin's methods, teaching him to cultivate his own power, let him handle government affairs independently, and watch him slowly grow into a qualified heir, Vichy Ya smiled, her eyes overflowing with relief.

Fortunately, Latimer did not live up to their expectations. As the heir to the kingdom, while he was well versed in the imperial powers, he did not lose his sympathy for the misfortune of his people. He combined indifference and kindness very well.