Two consecutive sharp blows penetrated deep into his consciousness.
Lamberts' face was in burning pain as he slowly woke up from his coma.
"I am..."
In front of him was a stranger's face: "Priest Lamberts? I'm here to rescue you."
"Who are you..." Lamberts realized that he had let go, lying on his back on the ground, his whole body in pain, and his holy power was exhausted.
"You don't need to know my name." Seeing Lamberts wake up, a man dressed as an elected official leaned over and picked up Lamberts. "The Holy Land has attacked the Duke's Palace. I will rescue you now."
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Lamberts moved his steps subconsciously, but he was not an idiot and quickly reacted: "...No, you are an informant of the church?! Aren't you afraid of being exposed?"
Lamberts sounded surprised, but his voice seemed weak.
"It's Archbishop Leobert's order." The informant carried Lamberts, opened the dungeon door, looked at it, and then closed it again, "Sir, can you still use the Holy Power?"
"...I'll give it a try." Lamberts was silent for a moment, then leaned against the wall, concentrated on trying, mobilized the last holy power in his body, covered his chest, and activated a small magic.
But his tight lips showed his unwillingness at this time.
Again…
He originally thought that with Yi Wenyan's strength, he and Kate were enough to kill him, but he did not expect that the two dignified high-level paladins were actually defeated by a mid-level mage alone.
In the end, his father needed to use the church's spy in the Duke's Palace to rescue him...
It's really shameful. I've obviously made up my mind to get rid of that person, but in the end, I'm still a loser who needs to rely on my father's kindness...
So unwilling...
Before he knew it, Lamberts had bitten his lip.
"Sir, we have to hurry up." The informant heard the sound of fighting outside gradually becoming clearer, but when he turned his head, he was startled by the blood dripping from the corner of Lamberts' lips.
However, Lamberts was silent for a while, but did not embarrass the elected official: "I understand, let's get going."
"Where is Sister Kate?" After taking a rest, the strength of a high-level swordsman came into play, and Lamberts' body gradually became less painful. It was only then that he discovered that the informant
He seemed to have no intention of rescuing another person who was captured with him.
"The system of the Duke's Palace is very strict. The elected official is only responsible for guarding, and the maids are responsible for other things. Miss Kate was taken to the second floor, so I don't know where she is now."
"..." Lamberts gasped softly, "What's going on outside? Why did the Sunnah attack the Duke's Mansion? Has Duke Feldernen left Nanling?"
The informant turned and glanced at Lamberts: "I don't know, I don't know either. Feldnan has not left, and Ivan Ivan is not in the Duke's Mansion. I don't know why they came."
Lamberts nodded. Due to the need for confidentiality, the communication between the informant and the Sunnah Institute cannot be instantaneous.
"How long have I been held captive?" Lamberts suddenly asked.
"Less than 20 hours." The informant replied simply.
Lamberts suddenly stopped. He looked at the informant's back and felt strangely strange: "...who are you?"
The election officer walking in front was stunned for a moment. He turned back and looked at Lamberts: "Sir, what are you talking about?"
Lamberts's face was as gloomy as water. Although he met Evan Ian by chance on the street before, which made him blinded by hatred, anger, arrogance and ecstasy, Lamberts has not grown up in the past ten years, even though he is covered in injuries.
Despite the pain, he still realized a loophole in the words of the recent election official.
"You don't even know the purpose of the attack on the Holy Land... How could you receive my father's order?!"
Compared to the Holy Walk in White Rose City, it was impossible for Leobert's orders in the Holy City to skip the Holy Walk and be conveyed directly to the informant.
However, the informant did not show any panic. He replied quickly: "Actually, this was Lord Leobert's order in advance. He knew that you were coming to Nanling, but he was afraid that something would happen to you, so as early as half a month ago, he
, I have already ordered me to ensure your safety no matter what."
Lamberts nodded silently and leaned towards the elected official: "Let's go."
The smile returned to the face of the elected official recently, and then his smile froze on his face.
"Although I don't know who you are... but you lied to me twice in a row, which is enough for you to die."
Lamberts drew out his long sword, and then stabbed the sword in the body of the official. He pretended to believe it, but the moment he approached the official, he suddenly opened the buckle on the scabbard and put the sword in his hand.
The long sword from the electorate's waist was drawn out, and it was stabbed into the opponent's stomach.
He took a breath and looked at the disbelieving official who took a step back, leaned against the wall, and slowly fell down with a long trail of blood behind him.
Lamberts leaned against the wall and took two deep breaths. He looked at the corpse of the recent election official and seemed to be talking to himself: "Half a month ago...my transfer application was not even submitted.
Put it on the captain's desk, how could that old guy know that I'm coming to Nanling?"
After touching the blindfold on his face, Lamberts's single eye became more gloomy: "Ten years ago, I stepped on the threshold of truth and could not move forward."
"Ten years later, I am still wandering outside the threshold of truth."
The only way for a pure swordsman to step into the truth is to come into contact with the practice of "Qi". However, as a priest, Lamberts must get closer to the gods if he wants to take the next step.
OK.
"In order to cross the threshold of truth, I have even chosen to give up everything in the past ten years, but the gods still shut me out."
"Is it because I am not strong enough? Or is it because my faith is not pious enough?" Lamberts's wailing was almost squeezed out of his throat, "I don't believe it! I am unwilling! Why can other people enter the truth?
, I am the only one who wants to be rejected by the gods?!"
"What else can I not let go of?! What else can I not dedicate to the gods?! Who else can be more pious than me?! Why do the gods deny my faith and heart!?"
Lamberts didn't know. He really couldn't figure it out. Even after ten years of practice, he still didn't know where he had gone wrong.
But he could vaguely feel that his life seemed to have completely changed since he met the black-blooded man.
"Evan Ian..." Pulling off the uniform from the dead elected official, Lamberts gritted his teeth and put it on, "It must be because of you... it must be because of your fault... mine
This is how life will turn out...I want to kill you...I will definitely kill you and then step on the truth!"
He threw the body into the cupboard and hid it. Blood dripped from the abdomen of the uniform, but Lamberts didn't care. Because he was holding a long sword and walking staggeringly in the corridor, but he looked like
He is a seriously injured person.
"I want to live, I want to escape, I want to find you and kill you..." A ferocious expression was hidden under Lamberts' bangs, "Wait for me, Ivan, wait for me to kill you."
you!"
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The loud noise of the shell explosion can be clearly heard even in the backyard.
Kate was startled by the unfamiliar loud noise and woke up from her thoughts.
Compared to her confusion, the expressions of Iofetta and the other maid swordsmen were much calmer, but also much more solemn.
"What's going on?" Kate asked in surprise.
"..." Iofita stopped her cleaning work but did not answer. She could tell that it was the sound of a howitzer exploding. There was an explosion in the city, and the Duke's Palace was put on alert. She knew this very well. She further
It is clear that the explosion was probably caused by Yi Wenyan who was out, but it was probably to train the maids.
He did not notify others in advance. While Iofetta seemed to be staying here doing nothing, she was actually protecting Cheryl and her daughter. The two of them, as well as Adesiel,
They were in the room next to the terrace, but because there was an extra Kate today, Iofetta didn't protect them personally.
At this moment, the door was pushed open with a "squeak".
"Sister Iofeta..." Hiding behind Sheryl and walking in, Ellie called out softly and timidly.
And Sheryl, who opened the door and walked in, also had a worried look on her face: "Iofeta, what's going on with this explosion?"
"Madam, Miss." Iofetta gently bent down and saluted, "And Miss Adrasil."
Adhil's expression was a little nervous at the moment, but she seemed to be concerned about her status as an outsider. She followed Yilier and walked in, but she remained silent and did not speak.
"It's the explosion of a howitzer." Iofita replied softly. She followed Ivan. She is quite familiar with these steel monsters that can explode, smoke, and kill people. "
It seems a little uneasy outside."
Iofetta didn't need to say this. From just now, explosions and gunshots were heard one after another.
Seeing Sheryl's worried expression, Iofita comforted her: "Madam, Miss, please don't worry, I will protect you."
"..." Sherry protected Yi Lier, frowned in thought for a few seconds, and opened her mouth, but before she could say anything——
"Maid Iofeta!"
The maid staggered over, smelling of gunpowder smoke, and pushed open the door, almost rolling in.
"The courtyard door is broken!"
Before the people in the room could digest the shocking news, Cheryl was the first to react: "Iofetta."
"Yes, ma'am." Iofetta responded immediately.
"Vincent and the others are not here now." Sheryl looked at her solemnly, "Ellie, Adele, Miss Kate and I can hide by ourselves, so I want to leave the front door to you."
Iofetta looked at Cheryl, then turned to look at the musketeer who was looking at her almost begging...
"Protect them, you should know that Yiwen values each of them." Sheryl said softly, "Don't worry about me, go ahead."
Iofita was silent for a moment, and finally made up her mind. She pulled out the long dagger from her waist and handed it into Sheryl's hand. She bowed her head and said, "Madam, please protect yourself."
"Be careful too." Sherry did not refuse. She gently held the dagger in her hand and put it against her chest. "I wish you good luck in martial arts."
"Well, then I'm going." Before he could finish his words, there was a "boom" and Iofetta had already broken through the floor tiles and left the room.
"Miss Kate." After seeing off the head maid, Sherry turned to look at Miss Paladin, "Can you please follow us and move to a safe place?"
Kate looked at the woman in front of her and already guessed who she was. As the stepmother of the Duke of Silver Rose, Cheryl was said to be just the daughter of a businessman. However, it seemed to Kate at this moment that Cheryl was worthy of the Duke.
The name Madam, the determination and indifference shown in every gesture, were something she had never seen in other women in her simple experience.
Seemingly seeing the surprise on Kate's face, Sheryl looked at her and smiled softly, "My husband often went on expeditions in his early years, but he has become accustomed to it."
Only then did Kate suddenly realize clearly that Sherry was the wife of Archduke Feldnan, who was accused of being a war maniac.
Little is known about the attack on Wenning District nine years ago, but Kate has read the internal documents of the church. These documents were written by Kneitin, the presiding priest of the Cheka Cathedral at the time, and their authenticity is quite reliable.
The wife of a black-blooded heretic, a woman who personally distributes food to orphans, a mother who is willing to give up her life and her daughter's life for her servants. Even if she is just reading the information, the image of Cheryl, who can be called the Virgin, can still be in Kate's mind
, gradually sketched out.
However, hearing is worse than seeing. In just a few words of instruction, the real woman in front of me has already fully embodied the feeling of indifference and detachment.
"Miss Kate..." Her consciousness fell into a trance for a brief moment, and was awakened by Sheryl's voice. Kate looked intently again, and the woman in front of her turned into a kind and gentle woman again. She stretched out her hand to Kate,
With a sincere apology on his face: "I'm sorry, the current situation is very unusual, so I can't let anyone remove the demon-sealing shackles on your hands, Miss Kate. Please understand this."
Kate did not answer. An accomplice of heresy and a kind woman, two such contradictory qualities, now existed in the same person without any conflict.
If it were Kate in the past, she would definitely think that Cheryl was bewitched or deceived by the black blood heresy. But now, this fact will only further aggravate the doubts and confusion in her heart.
After greeting Kate, Sheryl turned her head and looked at Adele: "Is Adele okay?"
Adishiel shook her head quietly. She had experienced the destruction of New Longge City, the ruin of her country and her family, and the current turmoil in the Duke's Palace could not bring her any more than nervous feelings.
Seeing that Adishiel didn't have much of a reaction, Sheryl nodded, but then touched her daughter's little head: "Where's Elil? Aren't you scared yet?"
"Mother..." Yilier timidly replied, "Where are father and brother Yiwen...?"
Shirley gently hugged her daughter: "They... have their own things to do..."
Yilier's expression seemed like she was about to cry: "Is there anything more important than Yilier?"
"..." Shirley patted Yilier's back gently: "Yilier, remember, your father and brother are both great and great people."
"They all shoulder great, great responsibilities."
"They carry the lives and futures of millions and tens of millions of people on their shoulders."
"Those millions and tens of millions of people all have their own families and relatives, just like Yilier loves her father and brother, she loves their most beloved family members."
"So sometimes, for the love and affection that is millions or tens of millions times, they have to put their love and care for Yilier aside and choose the other side..."
Yilier looked at Shirley in confusion and wiped her nose: "But Yilier is still so scared..."
Shirley gently stroked Yi Lier's little head: "Well... yes, it will be very scary."
"So pray." Sheryl said quietly, "Pray for Yi Wen and the others, Yi Lier, pray for their victory in this trip. One day, you will also understand."
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PS: I always feel like a bento spirit is hovering in my Dantian... Damn, the atmosphere is so good...
But don’t worry, it’s just easy to write, no one will die...