Chapter 705: Me! Lin Ye! God's Messenger!

"Roland is so strong, Bradamante is so cute, Lord Lin Ye is so handsome!"

Astolfo looked at the simulation before him, feeling that joining Charlemagne's faction was truly a wise choice.

The people here are so interesting, and they speak so pleasantly; it's much more interesting than England.

"I really want to know what happened afterwards."

Astolfo continued to watch.

Second year: Charlemagne's son was born. Charlemagne hoped his son would be as great as his grandfather, so he named his son Pippin, the same name as Charlemagne's father.

Third year: Carloman's son was also born. Perhaps for the same reason as Charlemagne, or perhaps simply wanting to disgust Charlemagne, Carloman's son was also named: Pippin.

Lin Ye...

No, is naming people in Europe really this casual? And isn't it weird to name your son after your own father?

When you call your son, your father feels like you're calling him, and when you call your father, your son answers...

Oh, your father is dead, then never mind.

Fourth year, February: At the beginning of the month, Lin Ye said he had to leave for a while; at the end of the month, Carloman suddenly fell ill and died.

Charlemagne...

I don't know why, but I always feel like my brother was killed by you, but I have no evidence.

"However, it's so good... so sad that Carloman died. My brother, how did you just pass away like this!"

Fourth year, March: Just as Charlemagne was preparing to tearfully accept his brother Carloman's territory, Pope Hadrian III suddenly appeared and said to Charlemagne:

"Charlemagne, your brother still has a son, so according to Frankish custom, Carloman's territory should be inherited by his son."

Hearing Hadrian say this, Charlemagne's expression changed immediately: "What! But my nephew is only one year old!"

Hadrian chose to ignore Charlemagne's ugly expression. He was the great Pope, and in this era where divine power was higher than royal power, he naturally did not take Charlemagne, who only had half of the Frankish territory, seriously.

"Carloman's territory can be temporarily managed by his wife until his son grows up, and then the territory will be returned to him."

"What!" Charlemagne couldn't hold back anymore.

If the territory was still in his brother's hands, he could at least endure it, but if it was handed over to that woman, would this Frankish land still belong to them in eighteen years?

"Absolutely not! But what should I do? Once the Pope speaks, even I cannot refuse."

"I feel that Carloman's territory is more suitable to be handed over to Charlemagne!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out beside the two, and immediately after, Lin Ye's figure suddenly appeared.

"Lin Ye!"

Seeing Lin Ye return, a joyful expression appeared on Charlemagne's face. In Charlemagne's eyes, as long as Lin Ye was there, all problems could be solved.

And looking at Lin Ye, this uninvited guest, Hadrian immediately became incomparably furious.

"Who are you! This is the time for me to speak with the King of the Franks! How did you break in!"

As soon as Hadrian's angry voice rang out, hundreds of Templar Knights broke in directly! Looking at the Templar Knights before him, Charlemagne's expression also changed.

It is said that every one of these Templar Knights has the blessing of God, and every soldier is a powerhouse who can fight a hundred. The Church has a total of 20,000 such knights!

What terrifying power this is!

It is precisely because of these 20,000 Templar Knights that divine power can firmly suppress royal power!

The Templar Knights looked at the intruding Lin Ye and immediately prepared to seize him. However, looking at these knights, Lin Ye only said indifferently:

"Open your eyes and look, who exactly am I!"

Hum!

The next second, bright holy light descended from the sky and fell upon everyone. Relief Light B!

Behind Lin Ye, clean yet cold wings were slowly unfolding. Angel of Death's Announcement C!

At the same time, everyone seemed to hear elegant hymns ringing out in the surroundings; the sound was so intoxicating that one could not extricate themselves. Angel's Voice A.

And the Templar Knight charging at the very front was sent flying by a beam of holy light before he could even touch Lin Ye.

Instantly, everyone, including Pope Hadrian, was shocked and stood up from their seats!

Those present were all clergy of the temple; they could absolutely not misidentify the aura on Lin Ye! That was absolutely a gift from God!

Clatter!

Instantly, all the Templar Knights knelt on the ground. The Templar Knights were loyal to God, not the Pope. They obeyed the Pope's orders because the Pope was the spokesperson for the gods, and clearly, Lin Ye's status was significantly higher than the Pope's!

At this moment, all the Templar Knights knelt on the ground and shouted with one voice:

"Greetings, Your Excellency the God's Messenger!"

"My name is Lin Ye."

"Greetings, Your Excellency Lin Ye!"

Listening to the cheers of these people, Lin Ye ignored their obeisance, came to the place where Hadrian had just been sitting, took out a golden cup, and poured himself a glass of wine. Hadrian recognized it at a glance! This cup was absolutely the Holy Grail, no doubt about it!

The Holy Grail was the one Lin Ye obtained from the FGO prologue. Because it had been used, it could not grant wishes, so Lin Ye kept it as a collectible.

After Lin Ye finished pouring the wine, he did not drink it, but instead said to Hadrian without raising his head:

"Hadrian, you know who I am, right?"

Hearing Lin Ye speak, Hadrian immediately said respectfully: "I know, of course I know. May I ask the God's Messenger, has the Lord given any divine oracle?"

He couldn't afford to be disrespectful; if he dared to be disrespectful, someone would drag him off this position tomorrow!

And listening to Hadrian's words, Lin Ye said indifferently:

"The Lord says that Charlemagne will become the greatest king in Europe, so do you understand now?"

"I understand." Hadrian nodded, then breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately turned his head to say to Charlemagne: "King of the Franks... no, Emperor Charlemagne, the Frankish division has lasted too long. Your people are still waiting for you. Now, go and take back the land that belongs to you!"

Charlemagne???

Good fellow, your face really changes fast... ===== CHAPTER 707 =====