Kate Cosner noticed the commotion outside the Duke's Mansion at the first moment.
But the room she is in is facing away from the front door, so she just roughly judged what happened from the sound.
Even so, she could guess that it was probably not a good thing.
"Please use tea." However, the white-haired maid in front of her seemed to have no concern at all. She poured Kate a cup of herbal tea and put it in front of her.
"..." Kate had been staring at Aofeta for a long time. As a warrior's intuition, he instinctively told her the strength of the person in front of her. But such a powerful warrior was just a person who served tea and water in the Duke's mansion.
Maid, this made Kate feel incredible.
"Can you open the shackles on my hands?" Someone ran by outside the door in a hurry. Kate felt that something might have happened outside. She tried to negotiate with the white-haired maid in front of her, "If this is the case, I want to use tea.
no way."
However, what Kate didn't expect was that the white-haired maid raised her head and glanced at her, her tone was plain and there was no ups and downs: "Please feel free to you."
Kate was stunned, "Random", what's the random thing? Do you use tea at will?
Seeing Kate's sluggish look, the other party considered it and explained it additionally: "You are a prisoner, not a guest, so you don't have to care about being rude."
So straightforward! Kate is almost crying, so straightforward! Because he is a prisoner, it doesn't matter if he drinks tea with shackles. Even if he is a shackle, it doesn't matter if he spills the tea water - it turns out that the so-called "please
Does it mean that casually?!
Kate gave up speechlessly. She didn't move the vanilla tea on the round table in front of her. Instead, she turned her head and looked out the window, and glanced around her.
Unlike the bedroom she slept last night, the room she is in now is more like a place to entertain guests, with sofas and coffee tables, and a semi-open terrace on the second floor. You can see the courtyard when you look out.
The flowers blooming in the garden are shining with silvery white glow under the moon.
If there was no sword-holding maid standing silently in the four corners of the house, it would be even more perfect.
Kate decided to go straight: "What was that voice just now?"
"It's an explosion." It seems that he really didn't treat Kate as a guest. After the white-haired maid brought the teacup, she immediately picked up the rag and broom, and started cleaning as soon as possible. At this time, when she heard Kate's inquiry, the other party was in the head.
He wiped the table without lifting it.
"Don't you care about what's going on outside?" Kate looked at the expression that seemed to be really not caring at all, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
"Others will handle it." The white-haired maid's answer was somewhat unexpected, not because she was not worried or worried, but because she chose-
Trust...
Speaking of which, the other party is the maid of this family... the servant of the heretic... maybe it is also a heretic?
Kate couldn't help but feel distracted.
Years of church life have made Kate's biological clock very stable. Although she was tortured by Evan Ian the night before, she still woke up early in the morning. However, even though she woke up early enough, she still didn't watch it.
When Yiwen Ian's figure, most of the bedding spread on the floor was cold, leaving only a faint residual warmth.
Kate was just skeptical about Ivan Ian's words. However, when she grew up in a monastery, she had never been taught what to do to get out of her captive situation, and Ivan Ian made a statement.
The posture of being not afraid of her escaping made her even more at a loss.
To be honest, when the white-haired maid rushed into the room with a group of swordsman maids, handcuffed Kate in a daze and brought it out, Kate was relieved - at least she was now, finally
It is compared with the "captive" I remember.
However, on the way to being taken here, Kate also noticed that the servants in the Duke's Mansion all had relaxed smiles on their faces, which had no similarity to the hideous "devil servants" mentioned by the great priest.
It looks like some ordinary people.
No, Kate quickly overturned her idea. In more than ten years of life, she has met many believers, pale and serious expressions, nobles with arrogant faces, civilians with tattered clothes, inferiority and timid clothes, and poor clothes.
The poor people with numb faces, but except for children, they had never shown their faces with the servants of the Duke's Mansion... or, like the citizens of White Rose City, confident and relaxed, full of joy,
An impressive pure smile.
It was a very comfortable smile, no fanaticism, no hypocrisy, no forced, no stupidity, and a natural smile...
It's enviable.
However, these people are all-
"Are the people of heretics..." Kate muttered in a low voice.
Her voice was not low, but no one paid attention to her in the house.
Kate looked up and looked at Aofeta and opened his mouth, but finally asked nothing.
Her heart was full of confusion and could not find the direction. She couldn't help but feel that if the answer could be like swordsmanship, just by working clearly, you could get closer step by step.
Think carefully that she grew up in a monastery and has always grown up in hard abstinence practice, and under the teachings of the great priest and the pope's crown. She never seemed to know what confusion was. Although she knew very well that she was a human being,
She has always taken other people's words as the direction of her actions.
This kind of life is very simple and very used to it to her.
When she followed the advice of the Pope's crown, she gave up her position in the Paladin without hesitation and came to the Holy Tribunal to report. Listening to the other people in the Holy City pointing to her and talking, Kate felt that
It was very relaxed. She felt that the order of the crown prince was correct, and His Highness the Saint was better than her. If she was a former Saint candidate and continued to stay in the Holy City, she would inevitably be compared with His Highness the Saint.
In this case, the Crown Prince will be very troubled, and His Highness the Saint will be very troubled, and if they are very troubled, Kate will be very troubled by himself.
This is not good, this is not right, so Kate naturally thinks that following the orders of the crown prince is the best result.
That’s right, just follow the orders, because following the orders is correct. Being a person who does not make mistakes is the best explanation for your own and others’ lives.
However, this idea was easily shattered after coming to the trial and coming to the White Rose City.
Everyone in the Thirteenth Department treats her very well and cares for her as if she treats her sister.
Father Abel is an interesting person who often leaves the thread, but Kate can feel it, hidden under the slightly unreliable appearance, the gentle and sad inner; Priest Lambert is like her, a pure
It was because of this mission that the newcomer of the Holy See applied specifically to be transferred to the Holy See Paladin. Although he only had one eye and was silent, he often looked in the distance and was sometimes gritting his teeth, and seemed to have some depression.
It was Kate, but he envied his cavalier temperament without any confusion and determination; the leader Father Andrewson didn't say much, but everyone in the Thirteenth Department believed him. In addition to his strength, even Kate could do it.
I realized that the gentleness hidden in him was similar to Father Abel's - if Father Abel's gentleness was a kind of doting, then Father Andrewson's meeting with everyone was cruel tenderness...
However, such a person is a "producer" who knows that what he does is a "sin", but he still does not hesitate to execute it.
But... But Kate couldn't figure out whether "right" or "wrong" is not the only standard for people to act?
It seems natural to do the "right" things and not the "wrong" things, but why does it become different after you arrive at the Holy See?
Is it true that, as the priests and the others said, sometimes they have to use any means to achieve their goals in order to have correct beliefs, and is this the "truth of the world"?
But... isn't it putting the cart before the horse to use the wrong means for the sake of the right thing?
It must be because I don’t know and don’t think about it clearly?
Kate couldn't figure it out, and in the end she gave up, she decided not to.
Sure enough, you only need to obey the orders, only the orders are correct, because they are the orders of the gods and the crown.
So... obeying the order is correct.
At dusk before departure, in front of the altar of the underground cathedral of the Heodor, Kate silently made an oath to the gods, that her life and her life were given by the church, so for the church,
Gods, for their mission, she can give everything.
Even though she was not chosen as a saint, she was still willing to give everything to punish evil and promote good and to give expectations to those who wish.
The gods are right, because the crown is right, so since they think that this dark road is necessary, Kate Cosner will be willing to transform into a shadow of light and carry out all the commands of the Holy See.
However, it was this belief that Kate once thought was indissolvable, which was easily destroyed in the mouth of that hateful heresy.
"Did you... confirm that what you hear is really the Word of the Gods?"
Kate was confused, and she found that she couldn't answer. She once thought that as long as she could hear God's word, she would never be confused.
But this is the concept that is pointed out with sneering and is simply vulnerable.
This feeling is...it's very painful.
But although it is painful, it cannot escape.
In this huge Duke's mansion, there are no priests or crowns, and everything can only be relied on Kate himself, thinking and judging by himself.
But what should be done next is correct, but Kate himself has no idea-
However, only the matter of "doing the right thing" itself, Kate seemed to have never hesitated.
Because, what's there to hesitate about?
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Lamberts was naked and covered with whip marks. He was hung high on the torture instrument. He was shot out by a bullet. He once scabbed under the treatment of the magic technique, but as the interrogation progressed, it burst again.
It's right.
"This guy fainted." The recent candidate in charge of the interrogation pushed Lamberts' face with the tip of his whip and looked at it. "This guy's mouth is very hard, and he refuses to even talk about irrelevant issues such as age,
I didn't even pry out a word."
"It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it. Young Master Ian's intention is to find a reason to beat him up. Whether torture or not can find anything, it's secondary." Another recent candidate replied indifferently.
"Hmph, if the little duke had removed a lot of torture instruments, I would have peeled him down and see if he would say it."
The selected official who held the whip said with some unsatisfactory words. As the guards of the Duke's mansion, they are undoubtedly the ones who can see the most clearly. And their families are also in Bai Qiangwei City, because of the long-term stability of the territory.
, benefited a lot. Therefore, the civilian swordsmen who were the orders of the young duke, always tried their best to do their best, but occasionally used their strength to make Yiwen Ian laugh and cry.
However, another recent official who was responsible for the record, after attending civilian school for a few years, understood that it was too much of a mistake and said to him with a smile: "I've been reviewed for a night. Are you tired? Let's have a rest. Master Ian just asked us to pretend.
It's like, I don't really want you to kill him."
"What do you think the little duke wants to do?" Hearing this, the recent elected official who was holding the whip sat down, "Your mind is more flexible than me, analyze and analyze?"
"Haha." The recent select official who was holding the pen smiled, "I probably wanted to disguise it. For the information I wanted to know, Young Master Ian probably had obtained information through other channels, but he didn't even review it.
Take it out and use it, it is obvious that it says 'I have my undercover among you', so you have to cover it up."
"Oh...so......" The candidate responded, and was stunned for a while. He suddenly sat up in confusion, "No... Who did the little duke tell us to pretend like this?
?”
"Ah?" The recent elected official who was looking through the past interrogation records was stunned, "What did you say?"
The more you think about the recent elected official, the more you think about it, the more you are, the more you are: "Think about it, this is inside the Duke's Mansion. Who will pretend to be for? Who will cover it up? Who can see it? The enemy? So does the little duke mean—
There is actually a Duke's Mansion..."
The two looked at each other in surprise and said in surprise: "——undercover!"
The close-selected official holding the whip made a "slap" sound, and he couldn't help but whip it on his thigh. He didn't care about the pain, and he stood up suddenly: "I'll just say it! Why is the little duke suddenly attacked?
It’s definitely the little duke’s true appearance has been revealed! And the person who revealed it is still from the Duke’s mansion!”
"...So that's it..." The recent selection officer in charge of the record couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect that Young Master Ian realized so quickly, but we just tried it all night before we reacted."
The recent elected official who was holding the whip yawned: "Yes, he is worthy of being the little duke, but what's going on? As soon as you have nothing to do, you feel sleepy..."
"Um..." The recent candidate who was recorded was also a little sleepy, "I haven't slept all night, maybe it's a bit..."
"some……"
"……some……"
The recent official selection head of the record was little by little, but he forced his head to keep his consciousness: "... something is wrong... damn..."
There was a "bang" sound around him, but the close-selected official with a whip fell to the ground.
From the entrance of the dungeon, the lock buzzed, but someone opened the dungeon gate.
The close-choice official who was in charge of the record covered his mouth and nose, and tried hard to turn around and see the person coming in from the door.
But when he twisted halfway, he fell down because of his unstable body. The last image he saw in his eyes was a pair of white crow-like leather boots.