Frankly speaking, Kraft is even a little grateful to the person who called him out.
Looking at the order of meal sharing, the portion of "Pursue the Truth" that was placed on the plate in front of him was definitely not small.
As a key subject of care, if you don’t eat at that time, you will be sorry for the host’s hospitality, and if you take a bite, you will really be sorry for your own digestive tract.
At this time when there is no balance between inside and outside, someone happens to be willing to take the initiative to give an excuse to leave the meeting. It is simply a blessing from God.
If the person who came to the door was not wearing a wet hooded robe, looking like a Nazgul who had just gotten off work from Sauron, I believe the professor would be more happy to see them.
Frances watched with some uneasiness as the two parties exchanged some inhumane words in low voices, and was worried that they would start fighting on the spot. After all, the Inquisition and the Medical School never had a harmonious relationship.
If the visitor hadn't repeatedly stated that she had no ill intentions and had an extremely tough attitude, she might not have let these dripping guys set foot on the carpet in the house.
In this era where religious trials have been out of date for many years, even if they are convinced that the owner has committed blasphemous acts, they rarely ask to enter the private property of a nobleman unless necessary.
This could easily be mistaken as a provocation to the entire group, but of course it may not be a misunderstanding.
In order not to cause trouble, the owner of the manor decided to let them finish talking, but if there was a slight tendency that something was wrong, they would be separated in time.
However, the situation was unexpectedly harmonious. The professor stood by the half-open corridor window and communicated with them for a moment. He seemed to have received some important information and nodded clearly.
It was windy and rainy outside the window, and the electric light flashing through the clouds reflected the half-length body next to the window in a dazzling white color, and the shadow suddenly stretched to the wall on the other side.
The ensuing thunder obscured the conversation and it was impossible to hear what they were saying.
The exchange only lasted for a short while. The people in the tribunal had no intention of leaving, but stood there waiting.
"Thank you for today's reception. If it's convenient, we can discuss cooperation in detail next week." Kraft quickly walked back to Frances, apologetically but irreversibly explaining the situation, "I'm afraid I have to ask you to do it tonight.
Take care of my people."
"Of course." Francis was stunned for a moment. After re-identifying whether there was any ambiguity, he confirmed that the professor meant to go out at night when it was raining heavily. "You must know that this is very dangerous. It is best to wait until tomorrow morning before setting off.
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"I once had an uncle who loved hunting. He also broke his leg while riding a horse on a rainy day. He has been having trouble walking ever since. Those roads are not as friendly as usual when it is wet, especially at night."
"If you have any difficulties, we can help."
She almost had "We will send these plague gods away for you right now" written on her face. It's not like some archbishop will die in heaven if he doesn't get treatment tonight. What can be so urgent about it.
"Some personal matters cannot wait until tomorrow morning. If anyone else asks, please explain to me that you are going to solve some urgent matters related to someone's life." Kraft began to sort out his belongings. When he went out today, he did not consider whether he could go to Greece in the morning.
There is an emergency at Guojia Manor.
Fortunately, I haven't lost the habit of carrying a sword with me, and I don't wear party clothes that would hinder my activities.
"I need a cloak to protect me from the rain, a lamp, and a horse that knows the way."
"If you insist, that's no problem, but won't your entourage go with you?" Frances blinked and asked.
"Of course not. His riding skills will only give me one more fracture patient. It's better to stay here and take care of Yin Feng. They get along well."
Kupu's riding skills were developed after he became a retinue, and were limited to "how to ride". It would not be good for everyone's safety to take him with him on a rainy night when the visibility and road conditions were poor.
While the servants were preparing things, Kraft rushed back to the hall to give a brief explanation, then took the coat and went to the stable, where he took over what was said to be the most stable horse here.
At the main entrance of the manor, the "Nazgul" team was already waiting for him. The figures, all covered in black robes, naturally exuded an aura of unkindness that no one should approach, and the guards were so frightened that they kept a distance from them.
When they saw people coming, they dispersed to give up their positions in the middle of the team, turned on their lanterns, and led the participants into the heavy rain.
The impression of the countryside at night is completely different from that of the day, and can even be said to be completely reversed.
Those inviting and quiet greens show a cold and mysterious side. The artificial forests are connected into a dark entity that is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. They force the road to twist and turn, and you almost hit it if you are not careful.
The riders who came to pick up Kraft were obviously experienced riders. They controlled the speed consciously. The leader's lantern in front was shaking precariously in the wind and rain, always providing general direction guidance for the rear.
The distance between the teams is wider than usual, leaving a large buffer space to prevent one person from making a mistake and affecting everyone in the rear.
Such a situation is also difficult for Kraft. Unless there is an extremely urgent situation, no one would choose to go out on horseback at this time. Even if he trusts his riding skills, there is no guarantee that the horse will not slip.
After experiencing several sudden changes in anti-human difficulty that I didn't even notice during the day, those annoying trees were left behind.
Just when he was relieved, he found that he was facing a turbulent road.
Without the obstruction of trees, the power of the wind became apparent, and the tall grass reaching waist level and even chest level was swaying in the turbulent airflow carrying rain.
As if they had gained mobility, they twitched wildly and pounced on the horses and riders, imitating the boundaries of the lake road.
You can feel wet, sharp-edged things being whipped and entangled through the fabric, undulating and swaying in clusters, passing between the running hooves.
The rain has obscured the view, or it is not wide in the first place. I can only see a limited part of the road on one side of the hanging lamp, and the lights of the companions in front. I use my imagination to complete the rest.
The sky in the far distance suddenly lit up with electric light, which fleetingly outlined the irregular edges of the thick clouds, briefly illuminating their surroundings and showing a frightening sight.
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The rolling thunder exploded when the afterimage of the electric light on the retina dissipated. A roar mixed with the roar could be heard. The four-legged animal carrying them was trembling slightly due to panic or hypothermia, and its mane was saturated with water and fell down.
The team like scattered beads marched forward hard under the power of nature.
In another flash of cloud charge friction, a targeted malice reveals anomalies in a certain direction to those with keen intuition.
Kraft followed his experience and looked towards the front of the team. Covered by the drastic change in brightness, a very small area of miserable light lit up among the turbulent grass blades.
Logically speaking, such a dim and small-scale light would have no chance of being noticed. The most astute person would have to wait until the lightning faded and the horse had sprinted a good distance away to become suspicious.
But in the eyes of those who pay attention, it is a violation that cannot be ignored.
The eclipsed glow that does not belong to anything in this world is held in the palm of a low, rugged silhouette.
At the same time, that sense of malice and indescribable sharp danger appeared, stretched, and stretched directly in front of the team.
"Stop!" Experience put an end to Kraft's continued hesitation and speculation. He yelled a warning with all his strength and pulled the reins to slow down.
The sound penetrated the rain curtain and reached everyone's ears. The thunder swallowed up the questions that sounded before and after.
But what they saw gave them the answer to their current situation:
The monk at the front, who was also the least likely to hear the warning, reacted belatedly. The wet road surface and inertia sent him forward a little further before he slowly stopped. Then he froze in place and made no further moves.
His lantern fell into the muddy water, and the moment before it went out, those behind him could see a very strange back figure.
Taking the height of the chest and abdomen as the boundary, along an invisible diagonal line, the rider's body has a flat dislocation that looks extremely unrealistic.
Like an ice cube cut by a razor-sharp blade, the upper part detaches under the action of gravity and slides to one side.