Chapter 53 The voice that gradually becomes clear in my mind
Chapter 53 The voice gradually becomes clearer in my mind
When Roy walked towards Lingxuan, the Vatican guards were driving the crowd back.
Just like when the tide recedes and the rocks emerge from the water, in an instant, the black-haired boy who emerged from the gap between the two guards became the focus of everyone's attention.
He was eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing the cheapest linen clothes. He had an ordinary body and a frail and simple appearance. Amidst the knight's angry scolding, he seemed to be in a daze as he walked towards Ling Xuan without reacting. He looked like a completely different person.
An inconspicuous little country bumpkin.
As Roy walked, he looked around innocently, pretending that he didn't know who the knight was calling. Without stopping, he walked to Ling Xuan's side in three or two steps.
"You?" The knight pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, furious. His face flashed with green energy for a few times before it disappeared forcibly.
If there weren't too many people gathered here and it was really not worth risking the risk of causing commotion and chaos to fight for such a stupid country bumpkin, he would definitely grab the idiot's hair, slap him twice, and then
He was trampled half to death.
"Roy," Ling Xuan asked unexpectedly, "Why are you here?"
Roy asked: "Why are you here, that Galas."
"He killed my friend." When Ling Xuan said this, her heart ached for a while. Repeating what had just happened but was destined to be unchangeable was like stabbing a knife in her heart. However, she still kept telling the story intermittently.
The story is over.
Roy listened quietly, with that honest and confused look on his face.
In the eyes of those onlookers, it seemed that Ling Xuan's sad and angry voice and the thrilling experiences she recounted were like playing the harp to an ox.
Only Lingxuan knew that Roy understood every word she said.
The expression on his face can deceive the whole world. Only those who truly know him know what a delicate heart he has.
For more than ten days, Lingxuan and Roy got along naturally, happily and congenially.
Ling Xuan is an extremely attentive person. As Roy's liaison, her role goes far beyond simply communicating between Roy and the mission hall.
She helped Roy rent a house, helped Roy buy daily necessities, helped Roy choose well-paying tasks, and also helped Roy manage funds to purchase materials.
She did everything well.
Whatever Roy thought of, she could also think of. If Roy neglected, she would make up for it with her attentiveness. It could be said that Roy didn't need to worry about anything else except work.
In addition, Ling Xuan and Roy are in tune with each other by nature, and now they are already familiar and understanding partners and friends.
"They don't admit that Galas killed Anna." When Ling Xuan said this, her whole body was shaking with anger.
She couldn't imagine there were such despicable people in the world.
Irrefutable facts are like air in the eyes of those who protect Galas. They confuse black and white and call a deer a horse, and do it so lightly and so inhumanly.
In the silence, Roy's eyes flashed. The Ling Xuan in front of him reminded him of himself when he was holding Tom. No one understood the pain better than him.
"Is it really that man named Galas who killed your friend?" He turned his attention to the church.
"Of course it's him. Will my sister still accuse someone unjustly?" Before Ling Xuan could answer, one of the twin sisters said angrily.
Ling Xuan's two younger sisters are seventeen years old this year. The older one is called Ling Shuang and the younger one is called Ling Xue. Their names are very ordinary, but their appearance is extremely beautiful. Their skin is as white as a snow doll, and they look exactly the same.
, always makes people who meet her for the first time be fascinated by her. She is a famous sister flower in Meiding City.
In addition to their beauty, the two sisters are also quite talented in the practice of fighting spirit. Just after turning seventeen, they have both broken through the first level of fighting spirit and formed a battle ring. As soon as summer comes, they will go to Munich City to apply for the first training.
camp.
Unexpectedly, just as they were about to set off, sister Anna, who had treated them like a sister since childhood, was brutally raped and killed.
When chasing Galas, the two sisters were the main force in the chasing crowd. They fought with Galas several times.
When they arrived at the door of the church, they were originally able to keep Galas behind, but they were unexpectedly stopped by the Vatican guards. They didn't expect that after such a delay, things would turn out like this.
At this moment, the two sisters were feeling sad, angry and aggrieved. Seeing that their sister had talked so much with a guy who had nothing to do with her, this idiot, who had no sympathy at all, actually asked such a question. She was more lively and impatient than her sister.
Ling Shuang couldn't help but said something immediately.
"Ling Shuang!" Ling Xuan scolded her sister in a low voice.
Roy acted as if he hadn't heard anything, looking at the church door and clenching his fists silently.
With the appearance of more than a dozen church guards, the closed side door of the church opened. After several freight carriages, two beautiful and gorgeous papal carriages drove out quickly, escorted by two knights and several papal guards on horseback.
The knight and deacon who came out earlier also got on their horses and followed.
Seeing that the Holy See motorcade was about to leave, the crowd suddenly burst into commotion and noise.
"Hand over the murderer!"
"We can't let them leave like this."
Amidst the roar of the crowd, Anna's father and brother, with red eyes, rushed forward as if they were crazy, but were blocked by the Vatican guards.
The carriage drove towards the crowd, trying to pass through the crowd and drive towards the east gate of Borabel City.
Under the harsh scoldings of the knights, and the threats and pushing of the Vatican guards, the people who originally tried to block the convoy's path could only take small steps, and were pushed away angrily and unwillingly.
"He..." A mercenary cursed angrily and slammed his sword on the ground.
"Bah!" Another mercenary spat fiercely, looking angrily and bravely into the cold eyes of the Vatican guard riding past him.
"dog……"
"prostitute……"
In the crowd, curses just enough for the people of the Holy See could be heard.
This is already the most extreme and violent way that civilians living under a strict hierarchical system can take to express their anger.
No one dared to attack the Holy See's convoy.
Everyone knows that the consequence of doing that is to turn themselves into a mummy on the gallows outside the city, or be burned at the stake by the Inquisition and the nobles. Not only are they unlucky, but even their family members will be implicated.
This is reality. Cruel, depressing, but powerless to struggle.
They are just the lowest level lambs in this world. Even a curse hidden in the crowd is a huge danger to them.
The motorcade moved through the crowd.
The window curtains of the papal carriage completely covered the carriage.
Everyone knew that Galas was on one of the carriages. But the expressionless Vatican guards and the wooden carriage were like an invisible gap, isolating people's anger.
Suddenly, the curtain of the last carriage moved.
Although he just lifted up a corner quickly and put it down immediately, people still saw Galas' face that made people gnash their teeth and hate him.
There was no panic or fear, nor shame or regret. He looked calm, his eyes were calm, and the corner of his mouth was slightly playful, as if he was just looking at the interesting scenery outside the window.
With a "wow" sound, Ling Shuang and Ling Xue couldn't help crying. After all, they were only seventeen years old. They were suddenly faced with such an ugliness that was difficult to accept but could not do anything about. The extreme grief, anger and grievance in their hearts could not be resolved, and they were crying like a torrent.
The sound erupted.
But at this moment, the black-haired voice with no tone appeared in their ears.
"Is he Gallas?"
With tears in their eyes, Ling Shuang and Ling Xue glared at Roy at the same time. They wished they could punch his disgusting face like a fool!
Ling Xuan's eyes were fixed on the carriage passing by not far away. When she heard Roy's question, she nodded subconsciously.
Roy whispered something in her ear, turned around and squeezed out of the crowd.
Perhaps it was because Roy spoke too quietly that Lingxuan, who was in a trance, did not react immediately.
But a moment later, she discovered that Roy's back appeared diagonally behind the motorcade. He put his hands in his pockets, walking slowly with the motorcade as if walking.
No one noticed him.
Because at this time, the entire crowd was following the motorcade. Onlookers, silent civilians, and some mercenaries who stared at the carriage unwillingly but struggling.
One step, two steps.
One street, two streets.
The people in the Vatican motorcade didn't seem to care at all about people's silent protests. Several Vatican guards on horseback were even talking about something while riding side by side without even looking aside.
Soon, the motorcade arrived at the city gate.
Meding City is now only allowed to go out but not enter. The streets near the city gate have been blocked by soldiers. The crowd could only stop across the street and watched helplessly as the convoy slowly drove out of the guard checkpoint at the city gate.
When the back of the last Holy See guard disappeared from the city gate, the city gate hole where the eyes were focused suddenly became empty.
At this time, everyone suddenly noticed that a silent figure followed the motorcade out.
Because of this moment of silence, this figure looked extremely eye-catching. Especially his black hair, which immediately reminded many people of how he stood out from the retreating crowd in the square just now. Like the stubbornness after the tide recedes.
reef.
"What does he want to do?" Ling Shuang and Ling Xue looked at Roy's back in surprise and murmured.
After a moment of silence, the crowd suddenly became commotion. A mercenary strode out, followed closely by the second and third.
In the blink of an eye, five or six mercenaries had already rushed out of the city gate.
Amid the hustle and bustle of people, Ling Xuan tried hard to recall the words Roy said in her ear when he left. After a while, the voice became clearer and more complete in her mind.