After Becoming The Tyrant CH 131 The Hanging Sword
When the leader of the witches came to Metzl Castle, she came with gratitude, and when she left, her gratitude had turned into awe.
She found that many people in Legrand had a strength she had never seen before, such as the scholar who swore to take down the sun, such as the theologians who were arguing in the tavern. For the first time, the descendants of the ancient snake of the extreme north saw something more powerful than the ancient world serpent longed for in countless dreams.
Although she still didn't know what it was.
After returning to Legrand First Pathological Research Institute, the leader of the witches who was riding a broom showed a happy smile in front of her clanswomen who were looking at her anxiously.
"His Majesty is willing to accept us as Legrand's subjects!"
She held up the King's handwritten letter and said loudly.
These days, they had all pretended to be calm, but they still couldn't hide their nervousness. So hearing this, the witches cheered.
But while the witches were cheering, some people fell into disappointment and anger.
Which happened to be Archbishop Anil and the theologians around him.
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No matter how the city wall made of paper and grass was built, it would eventually collapse.
Although Archbishop Anil and the others had long been disappointed with the Holy Court, the truth always made them more sad.
"O Holy Lord, just what is all of this for?"
An old theologian groaned in despair in the royal archives that the King specially opened for them. Most of the theologians who left the holy city and came to Legrand were more or less skeptical, but the truth was so naked. When it was before them, the pain caused by the collapse of ancient beliefs was still unacceptable.
"What else is real? What else is false?"
His sorrowful and angry questions echoed in vain. The faces of the theologians gathered here were not very good, and the atmosphere was dead silent.
Together with them were a group of Legrand's most outstanding historians. This was probably a somewhat strange joint work, and their purpose was to test the papacy. Archbishop Anil didn't know whether the King…..or rather how long the Rose family had been preparing for this day. The historians who came to assist them was surprisingly familiar with the history of the Holy Court.
This was not something that could be done in one generation.
Countless carefully preserved historical materials, repeated research by many historians, if it weren't for the constant attention of the monarchs of the Rose family, it would be difficult to achieve this level.
This made the theologians feel as if Legrand had been preparing for today.
And in the end, to use accumulated knowledge for success.
The concept of "the Pope has absolute power" was unshakable in the hearts of believers. The universal supreme power of the Pope was one of the most basic and oldest beliefs of believers.
But now everything had collapsed.
"The Decrees of Lucado was promulgated in 677 AD, and the compilers were Cassido, Andem, and Dieter…..they were canon jurists at that time." Archbishop Anil placed the officially compiled first volume on the table. Next to him the faces of the theologians were ashen, while the historians looked calm.
"The precedents of the Pope's judgments it cites are all fictitious. In fact, this is a forged collection of decrees."
The dean of the Royal Academy of History, the Earl of Wally, said calmly.
He was an elderly man with silver hair and blue eyes, wearing a crimson double-breasted button-down robe, and a dark gold medal pinned to his chest. The medal was somewhat similar to the rose badge, but it was different. The relief on the medal was a straight and lowered sword, with roses coiled around it.
The historians behind Earl Wally pushed the suspicious point and evidence they reasonably sorted out during this period into the middle of the long table.
""Tiante Decree Collection" was integrated and issued by the Holy See College in 1113."
"Seventy percent are forged."
"The Letter to the Pope from Cattani....."
"An exquisite deception, unfortunately, it is also false."
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"My dear gentlemen."
Earl Wally stood up. He looked around at the people around the long table. His voice was deep and powerful in this vast archive.
"What constitutes the throne of the noble His Holiness, the Pope? As you and I have seen, it is countless elaborate lies. But the truth is the truth, and the best lie is just a lie after all. Who is more guilty, we who will make all this public or those who committed these deceptions in the name of the eternal Holy Lord?"
Silence.
The theologians looked at the scroll in front of them silently.
"I believe that all the gentlemen here will make the choice that true believers should make."
Earl Wally bowed deeply to the theologians, then got up and left with the Royal Academy of History, leaving room for this group of theologians whose last trace of trust in the Holy Court had completely collapsed.
Walking out into the courtyard, Earl Wally looked up.
The sun was shining.
It was almost the end of spring.
Midsummer was approaching, and the sun woild be scorching like a raging fire.
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The King walked among rows of tall bookshelves.
This was the Royal Library, which was located in the School of History of the Royal Academy. If the theologians were lucky enough to ascend to its upper floors, they would find that their guess had been right.
Legrand's historians' familiarity with the history of the Holy Court did not come out of thin air.
In the Royal Academy, there were many historians. They stepped into here when they were young, and they stayed here from youth until they were gray-haired and faltering. Some of them spent their entire lives trying to verify the authenticity of a document hundreds of years ago, and some read countless boring and heavy historical texts in order to study the real reason behind a small battle between the Holy Court and heretics…..
They were unknown, and their figures were drowned in the vast sea of historical materials.
In high society, they were called "fools who study useless knowledge".
However, in the King's eyes, they were also the best hunters and trackers——on another battlefield.
The Legrand Royal Academy's School of History had been established for a long time, almost as long as the history of the royal family. This obscure department had been doing one thing for so many years, that was, like a hound, following the footsteps of the Holy Court in the fog of history. In this battlefield, they, like the jurists and theologians of the Holy Court Academy, were extremely patient hunters.
Legrand had been preparing for today's counterattack for too long. The Rose family didn't know where Legrand would set off the first chapter of the resistance in the future, so they chose the most stupid and stubborn method.
——They kept all the history they knew, and collected enemy information like greedy spiders.
On this battlefield, all the gray-haired and unknown scholars were unparalleled knights.
"Good day, Your Majesty."
The Earl of Wally found the King in front of the bookshelf labeled "Materials of the Battle of Holy Spirit Bay in the 1st century-2nd century". He lowered his voice and saluted the King respectfully.
The King inclined his head slightly, and walked out of the library with him. They came to the study of Earl Wally at the Royal Academy.
The Earl of Wally reported to the King the results of the research on the "House of the Pope".
"Fake decrees?" The King flipped through the report summarized by Earl Wally, and laughed mockingly, "Antique dealers should be thankful that they don't have too much interest in counterfeiting antiquities."
"Perhaps the counterfeiting skills of antique dealers are a little better than theirs, Your Majesty."
Earl Wally smiled.
He was more familiar with the King than others, because most of the manuscripts of the Rose family history that the King read during his childhood education were compiled by him. The Duke of Buckingham had brought the King here when he was a child, and it was the Earl of Wally who was in charge of receiving the King.
He was also a member of the Rose family.
Unlike other members of the royal family, Earl Wally had a weak constitution due to a serious illness when he was young. Therefore, after he was knighted by Charles the Lion King, he never spent effort on a warhorse, and instead took root in the study of chronicles. If someone had a heart to conduct a detailed investigation on the members of the Legrand royal family, they would find that among the members of the Legrand royal family, almost every generation had someone who had become a historian.
Within the Rose family, they were called——
The Hanging Sword.
They were the swords that the Rose family hung above their heads.
The lifespan of a mortal was so short, but the Rose family, as mortals, had such a long history to remember. They had to remain steadfast from the end of the legendary era until the arrival of this thousand-year kingdom. Birth, old age, sickness and death, a hundred years was already a change of several generations for mortals, and between life and death, memory and hatred were easily forgotten.
However, in this world, everyone could forget, except the Rose family.
If they also forget, then who would wake up those alchemists who put themselves into the fire? Who would pass on the wrath of mortals from generation to generation?
Thus formed the "Hanging Sword".
In every generation of the Rose family, there would be people who quietly retreat from the political arena and hide in the shadows that no one could see.
Giving up glory, giving up fame and fortune, they became the thick and silent cornerstone of this family.
Hatred could not be forgotten, heroes who died could not be forgotten, fighting spirit and persistence could not be forgotten. The younger generation of the Hanging Swordsmen were working to replace the older generation, recording the deeds of all the ancestors of the Rose family, all the battles they have experienced, and all the sufferings they have endured, which became the stories all children who possessed the blood of the Rose listened to growing up.
At this time, history became a seed, planted in childhood, and eventually grew into a towering giant tree.
Hanging Swordsmen, in this way, they hang the shame and mission of the millennium kingdom over the head of the family.
Because of this, even if a thousand years have passed, when mentioning the "War of God's Punishment" that caused the Legrand Empire to fall apart overnight, every Legrand monarch would have a gloom in his eyes. Because of this, even if a thousand years have passed, characters like Mad King Henry, William III, and the Duke of Buckingham would always appear.
In front of the gods, mortals lived like mayflies, living and dying in a day.
But it was mortals who were born in the morning and died in the evening that defeated time.