Visitors will experience a sense of novelty while traveling through Westminster.
The foundation of the building complex is not a flat bottom, but occupies the entire top of the mountain and is built according to the shape of the mountain. Buildings of different levels and directions are often not on the same level.
The top of the ramparts that surround the urn city can also be the road leading to the bastion. After walking around inside the bastion, you encounter an arch with a double-wing ring on the third floor open-air platform, and walk into a small chapel to preach.
The platform cleverly blocks the passage from the back to the tower of the inner castle.
Everything is closely connected, but clearly separated into their respective spatial functional areas, turning the unlevelable terrain from a construction obstacle into an advantage.
Outsiders will get lost in such a transportation network, and the defenders will rely on the advantage of being familiar with the roads to appear anywhere or seal off a certain area. Not to mention that all design details are deliberately designed to create convenience for the defenders, such as consistent
The clockwise spiral staircase from bottom to top is only conducive to the use of right-handed weapons in limited spaces.
Following Martin as their guide, they walked through the shortest "shortcut" after the attacker broke through the outer wall - assuming someone could really do it - and almost gradually circled half a circle, exposing the inner fort halfway.
Under the crossfire of the city wall and flanking towers, the other half is an indoor obstructive scene like the spiral staircase mentioned above.
If you don't want to fall into this desperate maze of one-sided street fighting, you have to honestly face the "inner door" that is not opened late at night, and repeat the siege process under the attack from both sides above your head.
The designer integrated these ideas into the architectural structure very well, and was the master of gathering the malice of the defenders. Kraft nodded repeatedly along the way, and with some reluctance arrived at the destination before the torch was extinguished, the absolutely safe inner castle guest room. Perhaps.
It was also used as a shooting hole during wartime. The window without any wooden parts was made vertical and narrow, so at least the residents did not have to worry about anyone breaking through.
However, in such a pure stone world, some tenacious creatures can still grow. He found several clusters of fungi no bigger than a pinky fingernail in the dirt on the windowsill.
The warm and humid climate here seems to be particularly suitable for the growth of these fast-growing little things. With just one rain, you can see them in the wild, indoors, on the dining table, and in all places you can imagine or imagine.
More than thirty feet above the ground, with rugged cliffs looking down from the window, Kraft spent the night with someone guarding the door. Unexpectedly, it was a peaceful night. When he opened his eyes again, he was happy to see that it was the early morning light.
Now, it lights up a normal room instead of some other weird and desolate place.
After breakfast was brought and no one bothered him again, he stayed in the room doing nothing until noon.
"Good afternoon, Professor Kraft, I hope you had a peaceful sleep last night." A familiar greeting came from outside the door, "If you want, you can choose the black robe you are most comfortable with."
"Oh? I thought it would be more formal." Even so, Kraft did not hesitate to change out of the party clothes that made him uncomfortable and put on a black suit.
"No. Today is a private meeting. There are no extra people involved, so you only need to wear regular clothes." Waiting outside the door, Martin felt as relaxed as if he were strolling through his living room, but he became serious again when he mentioned his schedule.
There was a sound like an empty can of wind chimes as he walked around. Craft opened the door and saw Martin wearing an unprecedented blue and white oak leaf pattern robe and armor, without a helmet, leading a group of guards and servants.
"Of course no one should know. This is what I must remind you." He picked up a ribbon from the tray in the servant's hand, wrapped it around Kraft's neck, and hung both ends on his chest, "Let
Let's go."
At this point, the passage is no longer tortuous and difficult to understand. Along the standard octagon of the inner fort, rooms and traffic are distributed layer by layer. They are heading towards the core area of the fortress along the main thoroughfare on one side.
Two people were already waiting for them at the door. One was a man in aristocratic clothing with two delicate mustaches, and the other, surprisingly, was an acquaintance they had just met.
"Mr. Wilbert, this is Professor Kraft I want to introduce to you." Professor Fernand, or rather Viscount Fernand, was wearing the black robe from last night's banquet and seemed to be in bad spirits.
"I'm a little late. Please forgive me for not being able to withstand such bumps from you young people. It's just a little preferential treatment for the elderly."
"Hello, I am Wilbert, the Duke's internal affairs officer. Please be quiet after entering. Your Excellency is not in good spirits." Mustache bowed to Kraft, which was not obvious, but was extremely strict and standard.
As a model gift, I looked at the return gift that was obviously not commonly used by the visitor and shook my head slightly, "Your hands should be slightly higher and placed closer to your shoulders, not in front of your heart."
It sounds more like a position in the army, but his performance is more consistent with the identity of a meticulous aristocratic butler with some obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Professor Fernand interrupted his ramblings, "Okay, Wilbert, the Duke won't care about this. We are in a hurry and have to let him see that."
【that?】
Kraft looked at Fernand without knowing why, and did not get an answer from the other person's face, but the house officer was successfully persuaded to put down his insistence on etiquette, and turned sideways to wave to the heavily armed guards on both sides of the thick double doors.
A warm current gushes out from the crack of the open door. Internal Affairs Officer Wilbert reaches out to them to send a silent but clear invitation to step into the carpeted room. The long blue leaf zigzag edge embroidery leads them directly.
The fireplace was burning in the middle, and the servant was putting dry spices and incense-like substances into it.
Under the wall hanging decoration of crossed swords and oak-patterned shields, on a chair padded with thick fur, a figure sitting upright faced the fire and turned his back to the visitor.
"Sir, the doctor is here." The house officer floated lightly on the carpet, came to the chair and reminded him softly, then stepped aside and signaled with his eyes to Professor Fernand and Kraft - follow him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Come in, Viscount Fernand. And there are...Knight Kraft from the north."
Kraft followed Fernand in small steps to the owner of the castle. Watching the old professor salute, he also saluted, remembering to move his hand up two rib heights.
This is the first time someone has called him that. In theory, he should have such a temporary title as the heir before inheriting his grandfather's title. The small border nobles generally don't pay much attention to this theory, and Old Wood doesn't bother to give him a title.
It's a knighthood, but it must be admitted that this name is standard.
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"Ahem."
A series of coughs, tremors hitting the throat and chest, the person in the chair arched his body, and the bear skin on his chest slipped. The pause in the sentence just now was not due to forgetfulness and hesitation, but due to shortness of breath.
Wilbert quickly stepped forward and picked up the bear skin and put it on him again. Kraft also saw clearly this mysterious figure who might be the main reason for his invitation.
The ring-shaped crown is pressed on the neat gray hair, and the half-closed eyes reflect a tired but clear look under the light of the fire. His will is still clear, but his body can no longer support this state for too long.
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You can see the muscles with obvious traces of exercise under the wrinkled skin lines. They should have been bulging to fill the skin in a more robust and full posture, but now they only have broad outlines. Like an old oak tree with all its leaves, only tall and strong branches are left.
Qian remembers the image of the lush canopy and vast shade in the past, and thinking about the past only makes people more regretful of the ruthlessness of nature.
"Please bring some chamomile and licorice sweet tea to your lordship," Fernand ordered. There were several servants and guards standing against the wall in this spacious room.
"Professor Kraft, I believe you have already guessed that the case we revealed vaguely at the party is right in front of your eyes. Everything before was really helpless. As the core of the entire Westminster and even part of Dunling, the Duke
His physical condition cannot be disclosed to the outside world, as this will have an irreversible impact on the situation."
It was something Kraft didn't understand, so he briefly thought about it.
"What's the meaning?"
"We cannot let people know that a royal military leader with no heir and great prestige may encounter unexpected events at any time, at least not now." These words revealed something that a northern fringe person who never cared about the political situation of the kingdom could not know.
The land where he has lived for nearly twenty years is not as peaceful as he thought.
But compared to these things that he was not good at, he was more worried about what "that" Fernand was talking about. It sounded like some kind of symptom with a time pattern, so he had to do a physical examination before that.
"I have to do some examinations. I need the patient to take off his shirt temporarily. Is that okay?" Kraft put on the mask stuffed in the inner pocket of his black robe, rubbed his hands to warm up, and looked at Fernand and the Duke of Westminster at the same time.
solicit opinions.
"There's nothing wrong with that." The Duke graciously agreed to this, but the second half of the sentence made Fernand's old face appear with unconcealable embarrassment, "Anyway, it can't be worse than giving an enema, right?"
After receiving the approval, Kraft rubbed his hands together and began to perform a physical examination.
In addition to extremely rigorous examinations, in an era when imaging is gradually developing, a complete set of standard physical examinations of the lungs is actually quite difficult to see. In these embarrassing days when there are no instruments and the mental senses can be used as much as possible, laziness
The dog had no choice but to pick up his craft again.
Upon inspection, the respiratory movements on both sides were symmetrical, and there was no obvious collapse of the thorax. However, it was found that the trachea was slightly shifted to the right. When palpation and vocalization were performed, we could see the lesions in the lungs under the chest, which were differences in different places.
The tremor may be enhanced like a solid conduction, or it may be reduced and erratic, like a cavity reverberation, indicating complex and diverse pathologies.
When the examination progresses to the next step, the changing tones of the percussion make people in the room other than the examiner clearly feel the seriousness of the situation. Each top-down percussion on the chest, armpits, and under the shoulder blades
On the line, Kraft frightenedly tapped every intercostal space, and almost every two or three bars down, he could hear different sounds, clear and turbid, as if the lungs had been shaped by the epidemic into some morbid and complicated complex.
Musical instrument, using twisted scar cords and near-thoracic hollows to create musical scales.
Based on the experience of souls from other worlds, this kind of tuberculosis has exceeded the deterioration level that he could see in the environment he was in at that time. If the patient himself was not strong and well-supplied with nutrients, he would have been defeated by the disease long ago. There is really not much he can do.
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Just as Kraft put his ear to his chest and tried to listen to the sounds in his lungs, his fingertips felt heat coming from the patient's skin. It didn't seem to be a temperature difference caused by the fingers gradually losing heat during the operation, but rather
Some kind of rapid change, while raising the body temperature, affected the remaining consciousness in those eyes, causing the child's eyes to drift.
"Attention, Professor Kraft." Fernand also noticed the change in the Duke, or in other words, this was what he had been waiting for and wanted Kraft to see. "The change in the condition that we have not finished talking about has come."