Lifted his palm from Edishil's chest, and the originally extremely strong divine light on it had disappeared.
Kate looked at Yiwen Ian with a ugly face: "Sorry... I've tried my best..."
Ivan Ian was silent, lifting the curtain in the ward, and sat down beside Edishir's bed. He stretched out his back and gently leaned on the girl's pale cheeks-
"After all, you don't come in handy, aren't you?"
Faced with Yiwen Ian's questioning, Kate didn't know what to say: "I didn't expect that Miss Adeshill's elemental resistance constitution was like this..."
"But thanks to this abnormal immortality physique, this injury is deadly enough for ordinary people. Miss Adeshill can recover from his own healing ability alone." Beatrice, as a temporary nurse, leaned down, checked Adeshill's condition slightly, and said to Ewen Ian.
Since he was injured and lost consciousness three days ago, Adeshill has been in a coma and has not woken up. During this period, Kate tried repeatedly and used various methods to use divine magic to heal the girl's wound, but the glory of the divine magic began to collapse as soon as it touched Princess Dragon's body. Before Kate could find an effective treatment, Adeshill's wound had healed by himself.
"It's really incompetent..." Yiwen Ian raised his head and looked at the Paladin girl with a sarcastic look. "I really want to say that the deal with you is the most failed choice in my life - after all, your so-called proud divine power is useless, right?"
"I...!" Kate looked a little embarrassed, but she argued, "In addition to Miss Edishir, Miss Eofeta's left hand, Miss Beatre's two subordinates' sword wounds, and many other injuries, we have cured them, aren't it useless, right?!"
Yiwen Ian snorted coldly, but did not continue to make things difficult for her: "Forget it, after all, I have no consideration of Adesh's physique, and I have a problem with myself who has made a contract with you."
Yiwen Ian knew very well that Kate was telling the truth, and malicious mockery was enough, and it would be a bit boring to continue.
Yiwen Ian subconsciously stretched out his hand and gently wiped Edhiel's cherry lips with his fingertips. At this moment, Aofeta pushed open the door and walked in with the bowl of rice porridge.
"I'll do it." After coming to his senses, Ivan Ian stretched out his hand and said to Aofeta who walked to the bed.
Aofeta nodded, handed the bowl to Ewen Ian, while he held up Edishil's body and tested her temperature. "The high fever has faded, and he will wake up soon."
"Yewen Ian nodded. The saline solution was not difficult to configure, but he still prepared liquid food for Edishir according to the traditional nursing habits of the empire.
Because of the attack from the Sanctum, Yiwen Ian has a lot of business in the past three days, and it can be said that he is very busy, but even so, he will take a look at the situation of Adeshill every day.
In the night of the battle three days ago, the Duke's Mansion was seriously injured, and the most serious problem was the punch that Feldnan angrily shot. Not only was the third floor of the Duke's Mansion collapsed, but the piles of precious books in the study were "corpses" in the wilderness. Even the overall architectural structure of the Duke's Mansion almost collapsed in the huge epicenter caused by that punch.
Therefore, for the Duke's Mansion, repair is the foundation of the foundation, and re-reinforcement is also imminent. In addition, there are several places that have become dangerous buildings that cannot be approached. It is better to use magic to repair or completely demolish them. It will be decided until the mage engineering team arrives.
Compared with the loss of buildings, what is more troublesome is the resettlement of personnel.
There were many wounded people. At the initial fire exchange point, the attack blasting tube used in the battle around the courtyard was far less powerful than the defensive steel pipe scroll standard equipped by the new model army. The blasting tube that mainly kills through shock waves, coupled with the impact of the 7-pound grenade bomb, many maid musketeers who had no time to avoid were shocked and injured. However, the reserve team's rapid counterattack also suppressed the attack of the judges from an objective level, and this was only a few minutes of precious time, which also helped a lot in rescuing the wounded.
As for the battles in the Duke's Mansion, most of the fighting rhythms are firmly controlled by the maid guards, so there are very few casualties in the Duke's Mansion.
In other words, the most dangerous thing in the entire attack of the Inquisition were the White Crow selected officials and maids who were guarding the city wall at the beginning, represented by Noye Baoer, among the victims, even three black knights hidden outside the Duke's Mansion.
However, the most dangerous guards in this position were the one with the least manpower loss in the three-stage defense system of the Duke's Mansion. If it were not for the three close-kicks and Noye Baoer in the gate room, the war damage could even be said to be "zero".
While other maids and selected officials were fighting bloody battles for the safety of the Duke's Mansion, the guards of nearly four hundred people slid down from the courtyard wall under the order of a priest and ran around the streets of Bai Rose City.
While running, he sang "The gods bless you, happy children."
This kind of song is no different from "Jinger Bell" and only children will sing it on Holy Church Day. And these more than 400 people sang such songs, running wildly on the streets in the quiet night... This is no different from shame play, bastard!
And only the initiator of all this, the silver-haired priest, could think of such a messy idea.
However, these recent candidates and maid musketeers who were indirectly saved by Abel had no appreciation at all. They only felt a deep sense of humiliation.
So, after being seriously injured by Feldnan's punch, Father Silver-haired's life in the temporary hospital did not seem to be very easy...
"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao
Such a full of energy and no sound of a patient, the call of a cry gradually became a daily scene on the second floor of the Duke's Mansion.
Because the damage suffered in the battle between the many rooms on the first floor and the second floor was relatively small compared to the first floor, so at the order of Wen Ian, four people were used as a place for the injured priest, maid and recent officials to cultivate.
For the placement of other people, in order to avoid conflict, Yiwen Ian tried to separate them as much as possible. Only the hateful silver-haired priest, Yiwen Ian specially arranged him and the three black knights who were also seriously injured by Feldnan in the same ward. The nurse and maid lady in charge were Miss Noye Baoer's sister, Esna Baoer...
I sincerely wish our priest to pick up soap and die...
Thinking of this, Yiwen Ian couldn't help but draw a diamond shape on his chest devoutly.
It was said that there was no right, but in fact, this attack still made Yiwen Ian feel sad for a long time.
13 recent candidates presented their honors in this battle, and 21 other maids were experiencing the loss of beauty. The huge combat power and unpredictable surprises on the battlefield, even the excellent equipment and carefully planned combat plans could not completely make up for this huge gap, and injuries and those who died in battle were still inevitable.
The judges of the Holy See regard this result as a miracle of the Duke's Mansion, because in their concept, 150 middle and low-level warriors, facing 80 high-level priests, were able to fight a nearly 2:1 loss ratio, which was incredible, and even such a tragic loss, which finally shook their determination to continue fighting.
But in Yiwen Ian's heart, what has passed away is not 34 cold numbers, but 34 familiar faces and 34 living lives.
So... the silver-haired priest and other things... It turns out that I will go and pick up soap and die!
While thinking about it, Yiwen Ian quietly fed Edishil. Kate, who had been standing by, couldn't help but feel a little unable to sit still when he heard Abel's call for help: "It seems that Father Abel is calling for help?"
"Probably Esna is helping him change the cast on his legs, and it's like killing a pig every time... "When I heard Kate's hint, Evan Ian replied casually, "I know Esna's child, he has a very serious attitude and good nursing skills, but he is a little 'humor'."
"..." Kate was speechless, "I'd better go and check the situation..."
"Yeon Ian nodded, and his promise with Kate was still valid. Esna accidentally killed that hateful guy, which was really satisfying, but the consequences would be very troublesome.
Just as Kate pushed open the door and was about to leave, Yiwen Ian suddenly said lightly without looking back—
"Thank you."
Kate's back was stunned for a moment, and she didn't look back: "Don't thank me...Don't forget that we are enemies."
The door closed with a "bang".
In this case, you don't need to remind me...
Yiwen Ian stretched out his hand calmly, wiped Edishil's mouth with a tissue, and placed the empty bowl on the bedside table.
"Okay, let's go, Aofeta." Ivan Ian stood up, "The noble Archbishop Bambner has been waiting for us in the front hall on the first floor for a long time. It's time to hear what he has brought."
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There must be shadows under the glory, and the dark monsters feed on light. Since there are thirteen archbishops and the Pope's crowns bathed in the glory of the gods, there must be those in the church who kill in the name of God, such as the Knights of the Church and the Holy Tribunal, who do the slaughtering things in the name of God. However, compared with the darkness of the latter, the former is more open and righteous, occupying the glory of righteousness and justice, while the latter lurks in the shadows, and uses any means to dance with the filth.
Deep underground in the holy city, in the darkness.
"Andrewson failed." The first person sitting at the head of the round table, covered in shadow, spoke.
"The chariot of the kingdom of heaven will fail..." The second man's voice seemed a little surprised, "Although he is a subordinate of the bitch, his ability is the best in the Holy See... Is Feldnan's power really something we cannot shake..."
"No..." The third person denied the second person's statement in a plain tone, "Feldennan did not fight with Andrewson. The one who stopped Feldnan was the monster raised by the woman. As for the one who dragged Andrewson, it was the target - the little duke, and Miles died indirectly at his hands."
"Is Miles actually dead..." the fourth person suddenly answered, his tone as if he was a little regretful, "The child is still very enterprising. If you train him, he may be a good successor."
"Don't worry about the dead people, there is only one reason we are here." The third person planned the fourth person with some roughness, "That woman has failed, what should we do next."
"What should I do?" The fifth person who had not spoken suddenly spoke, "Are you still planning to retreat? That woman finally got hit. If you don't seize this opportunity, are you going to let her step on your head for the rest of your life?"
"But Silver Rose's strength..." The second man hesitated a little, "Even that bitch wants to give up..."
"Don't worry about this." The fourth person spoke again at this time. "She had been swaying between our reformists and conservatives, but after this blow, she seemed to be planning to follow the opinions of the conservatives and instead intends to appease the Black Blood Family."
"...The power of the conservatives and the strength of the Silver Rose family..." The third person was frightened by the sudden emergence of information in front of him. "Stop talking about us, even the emperor of the Empire will have a headache because of this, right?"
"I don't think it's possible." The fifth man said carelessly, "Don't forget, taking the lead in stopping Feldnan, attacking Ewen Ian and Andrewson, who attacked the Duke's Mansion, are her subordinates. Want to reconcile? Do you really treat Feldnan as a person with no temper?"
"We have already understood Feldnan's character, but now the one who is in charge of the Duke's affairs is Ivan Ian..." The third person was a little nervous.
"That big kid?!" The fifth man laughed at him, "It was just an unexpected performance. Are you so afraid of him?"
When the third person heard this, he couldn't help but become tough. He snorted coldly: "I hope you won't be scared by these 'some unexpected performance' in the future."
"Stop it all." The first person who had been listening to the discussion of the other four people in silence suddenly spoke.
The debate disappeared instantly.
The first person said calmly: "In the past few years since Sephora began to serve as the 'hermit', the thirteenth department has become increasingly powerful in the Sanskrit Institute, and has affected the [Balance of Darkness]. And she rarely fails like this time. This is Andrewson's mistake, but it is our opportunity, so we must seize this rare opportunity."
"Andrewson made a mistake this time. The Pope Hall has removed his identity as the leader of the operation. The Cross has decided to dispatch the Ninth Air Mass Crusaders to fully cooperate with our attack. At the same time, some of the South Ridge nobles will cooperate with us to launch a rebellion, so for us, it is enough to just wait for the opportunity."
"Ninth Air Mass Crusader?!" Hearing the first person's words, the others exclaimed, "Are the adults in the Pope's Hall planning to launch a jihad against Nanling?!"
"This is not a sacred war, but it can also be said to be a sacred war." The leader stood up, "Silver Rose is our enemy, and even the emperor is afraid of it, but this is also our best opportunity. The Silver Rose, who has lost the emperor's trust, is so powerful, but also so fragile, so take this opportunity to completely annihilate the church's biggest and most evil black blood enemy!"
After hearing the speech of the leader, the others realized that the conclusion could not be changed. The more or less uneasy and uneasiness in their hearts gradually faded with these words.
The Ninth Air Mobile Crusader, an elite army that has just been established and equipped with the latest airships and luxuriously equipped. With them, let alone the mere White Rose City, even the entire Nanling will be burned to ashes in the artillery fire of the jihad!
So, following the words of the first person, they stood together and drew diamonds on their chests—
"My dear sinners, we regret it-"
Pale fanaticism lit up from everyone's eyes.
""""Yes! Sins cannot be forgiven!""
The door of the conference room is open, and in the dark, the black robes of the participants surge like a disaster black disc. And the butterfly wings raised in this underground conference room will turn into a disaster wind, and eventually create a huge storm above the Nanling Mountains, or will it be destroyed by the torrent of history and eventually turn into a thousand winds?
The curtain has just been pulled up, but no one knows the result.
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I'll give you a notice: I went to Beijing on the 21st because of the script, so I updated... I said I was a little uneasy...