People in the other world, art is not on the list, and they get inspired fruits

Rhodes Empire.

Holy Church.

Looking at these young men and women in choir costumes standing in front of them, looking at the list in their hands.

Jotun Yule’s face darkened completely.

Under the gaze of everyone, he angrily slapped the list in his hand on the table and angrily rebuked the head of the church next to him.

“Why is this different from my original list? What about Ulysses Prücker? ”

“Why would a guy who doesn’t understand even the most basic consecration be in the Golden Knights choir?”

“Who gave you the courage to change it without permission after I had determined the list?”

“Jessie, if you can’t give me a reasonable explanation today, you won’t have a chance to get back to the country!”

A series of interrogations not only stunned Jeunsky’s in front of him, but also stunned the young men and women who passed the examination.

In the crowd, a handsome blonde young man, the smile on his original face, also disappeared at this moment.

The old man, known as Jeschi, did not expect that he was just cleaning up a northern barbarian and not letting him defile the sacred church, but it would cause the extreme dissatisfaction of this court musician familiar with the empire.

It can even be said to be a big liver fire.

“Mr. Yule, it is true that I am not right about this, but how can the man in your mouth, after all, be a Pluk, that kind of filthy and savage man, become the choir of the Golden Knights?”

“In the future, if you let people know that the reserve of the Golden Knights of my empire has a savage Pluk…”

“Snap!”

Before the man could finish speaking, a loud slap caused him to slump on the ground.

Jodon Yule, like a lion whose territory had been provoked, wiped his hands with a handkerchief as he glanced at the figure of the young man and woman.

“I, Jotun Jule, chief musician of the court, the choir is my turf.”

“When I say who can enter here, that’s who can enter, and I don’t give face to anyone without my consent.”

The youth, oppressed by Jotun Yule’s gaze, did not dare to let go of even a fart.

The gray one walked out of the church.

And the head of the church on the ground, as soon as he looked up, encountered the falcon-like gaze of Jodon Yule.

“What about Ulysses Prücker?”

The man could not answer in a hurry, and a young man from the choir hesitated and answered.

“Mr. Yule, Ulysses, he has left the imperial capital, saying that he has returned to his hometown. Count the time, you should have gone back by now…”

Jotun was silent, and the tall boy who really immersed himself in the music, who was extremely talented, and had the heart of a child, came to mind.

He was going to pass it on as a mantle….

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and Jotun waved his hand, and immediately the two palace guards pulled down the desperate church headman.

This man is certainly not clean, and what awaits him will be the harsh punishment of the Rothis Empire.

…….

The Prussian nation is now divided into four camps.

They all inhabit the coniferous forest on the outskirts of the snowy region of Camberussos, not far from each other.

Of the four walled cities, in addition to Ulysses’ Hughton camp, the rest are the Black Hawk camp, the saber-toothed tiger camp, and the Violent Bear camp.

The four camps together have a population of about half a million.

At this moment, when Ulysses, whose whole body was wrapped in cold heavy armor and riding the same heavily armored warhorse, appeared within the Black Hawk camp, it immediately attracted the vigilance of the guards.

This cavalry, which had never been seen before, made the entire Black Hawk camp look like a great enemy.

Ulysses didn’t even need to be informed, and immediately at the gate of the camp not far away, he saw the “patriarch” of the Black Eagle camp who looked solemn and relied on your vigilance.

“Who are you?”

Ulysses raised his hand slightly, and the cavalry composed of a thousand pure Prussians behind him immediately stopped neatly.

A small move, but it made all the warriors of the Black Hawk camp feel tremendous pressure.

Ulysses took out a dark golden primitive dagger and held it up.

“Ulysses Prücker, the current patriarch of the Hughton camp, and the new leader of Puluk!”

The “patriarch” of the Black Hawk camp was a strong man with a somewhat gloomy face, who was older than Ulysses’ father, but the other party was in his prime.

Hearing Ulysses’ words, seeing one of the Prucker relics in Ulysses’ hand, take a deep breath.

“You’re Monsi’s son, and I didn’t expect you to come back, so what’s the matter with you coming to my Black Hawk camp?”

“Unite you and bring Prücker back together!”

Ulysses’ decisive words stunned everyone around the Black Hawk camp, who looked at the young Ulysses and wanted to laugh.

But when they saw the apparently unpleasant heavy cavalry behind Ulysses, they all kept their mouths shut.

Ulysses ignored the crowd’s reaction.

Although he wants to integrate these people, it does not mean that he will seek perfection and agree to some excessive conditions on the other side.

Behind Ulysses, Cologne decisively took out the iron expansion of the human head that had been prepared.

“Before we come back, with a thousand cavalry troops, we have already destroyed several St. Golsh tribes, and even more importantly, destroyed the elite cavalry led by the general Tie Guangkuo!”

“We won a lot of booty, food, clothes, cattle and sheep and horses.”

“If you are willing to surrender, you will all get it too.”

“And I will lead the whole of Prucker to victory over the countries that once oppressed us and take back all that we have lost.”

“The hatred of sons and daughters, fathers and brothers, will be paid with blood…”

Ulysses’s voice was loud and spread directly throughout the camp.

A force that no one could perceive reverberated in this sound.

Some enthusiastic young people looked at Ulysses at this moment, thinking of their past experiences with others, and at this moment, one by one, their faces were red and their necks were thick.

Although the Prussians were divided, it did not mean that they gave up their status as descendants of giants.

At this moment, under the inspiration of Ulysses, stimulated by food and glory, even the son of the patriarch of the Black Hawk camp was now gathered by his father’s side.

“Father, we…”

Tivitan looked at his son with a complicated look, and his heart was also moved, but he could not give an immediate answer.

“We’ll think about it.”

Ulysses nodded, dropped a word, and decisively led the crowd away to the next camp.

“Don’t think of resistance when the butcher knife comes and you are powerless to resist.”