When Rosse woke up the next day, he found that he was still soaked in the smelly water prison. But the happy scene in the dream was so clearly imprinted in his mind.
In the dream, I felt so comfortable and happy...
Soon and naturally, the Holy Knight made a subconscious comparison.
The reality is so painful, but the dream is so happy. The holy knight began to have a faint expectation in his heart: Even if it means death, at least let me fall asleep quickly and relive the happy dream again...
Just because of expectations in the heart, people's psychology usually becomes fragile. Even Rosse himself is not aware of this.
Desire-free If a person doesn't even care about anything and has no desires, then such a person is undoubtedly the most terrifying.
But Rosse is no longer such a person.
In addition to death, he was a little agitated by the intolerable environment in the water prison, and he began to look forward to that wonderful dream...
Then, just that afternoon, several soldiers showed up as scheduled, rushed into the water prison, and poured another large glass of thick ice berry juice into Rose!
Hunger, thirst, cold, and pain were all like several sharp swords torturing Rose at the same time. And under such circumstances, with the sharp contrast, this dream seemed even more wonderful!
Unknowingly, the Holy Knight began to indulge in this beauty before death...
The wheels are rolling.
A four-wheeled carriage galloped in the northwest wilderness.
Her Royal Highness Saint Verona is sitting in the carriage. This beautiful saint's face does not look good at the moment.
The windows of the carriage had been nailed shut with wooden bars. She could only barely tell through the gaps in the windows and by identifying the direction of the sunlight outside. She was heading north.
Just three nights ago, a group of wolf-like Tulip family cavalry rushed into the religious center in Loulan City. Without allowing any explanation, and regardless of the obstruction of the clergy in the religious center, they rushed in and found
This is Her Royal Highness the Saint.
The person leading the team was very familiar to Verona. He was Gaida, a young general known as the "Little Two Hundred and Five" in the Tulip family's army. This young and impulsive general was an old subordinate of Longbottom.
Facing the angry clergy, Xiao Erbaiwu directly took out an order signed by Duke Tulip, and announced to Her Royal Highness: The Honorary Archbishop of the Northwest Diocese, His Majesty Duke Tulip of the Empire, has summoned His Royal Highness the Saint of the Church of Light to come for discussion.
Urgent matter!
There is no doubt that such an order is very unreasonable: according to the status within the church, the status of a saint is obviously much higher than that of an honorary archbishop of a local diocese. Therefore, an honorary archbishop "summons" a saint
, is a very ridiculous thing.
However, in the face of the murderous-looking young General Al-Qaeda, and his group of wolf-like and tiger-like Tulip family cavalry, with sword hilts in their hands, no cleric dared to say even a word of no.
Everyone knows that in the northwest, Duke Tulip is the real master here! All the church canons, state laws, etc... are far less than the few words of Duke Tulip!
Originally, any local religious center was protected by the Holy Knights of the local parish. But in the northwest, the Holy Knights of the northwest parish were directly under the Tulip Duke!
Moreover, everyone can see that Archbishop Ram of the Northwest Diocese here is the former Archbishop of the North-Central Diocese and the deputy of Lord Maximus. And Lord Maximus is now recognized as the future successor of the Pope.
, and I heard that his sect has an extremely close relationship with Duke Tulip.
Therefore, in the northwest, whether it is government affairs, military power, or even academic affairs, all power is in the hands of Duke Tulip!
Faced with the soldiers of the Tulip family who stormed into the religious place unreasonably, the clergy were helpless because they knew there was no reason to speak here.
Facing these soldiers, Her Royal Highness the Saint showed a little calmness at first: "Can I have time to change my clothes?"
But Gaida just replied coldly: "You are not attending a dance, Your Highness! And we adults don't like to wait for a long time!"
In this way, the saint was "invited" out of the religious center by these rude guys in the middle of the night, wearing only a nightgown, and "invited" to a carriage.
Moreover, the doors and windows of the carriage were nailed shut. Where was this summons, where was this invitation? It was simply an arrest!
Fortunately, the saint is a person who understands current affairs, so she did not make any objection.
What could she say? Say, "I am a princess! Why does a duke have the power to arrest a princess?"
Does this kind of logic make sense in the northwest? In the eyes of these Tulip family soldiers, even the regent of the imperial capital is nothing compared to the Tulip Duke!
In the northwest, everyone only knows that there is a master here, not a goddess, not an emperor, not a regent, but Du Wei!!
After being packed into this "prison car", he drove on the road for three full days.
In the past three days, except for when eating and resting every day, these guys would open the door to let the saint out to rest for a while, most of the other time, she had to be locked in a small car.
Moreover, the one who "escorted" him along the way was actually led by Gaida himself. All the cavalrymen had stern expressions on their faces, and no one was willing to say a word to the saint.
Finally, three days later, the carriage arrived at Gilliat City, located north of Loulan City.
Her Royal Highness the Saint has heard of this abandoned old capital city for a long time.
She already knew that this was an important stronghold for Duke Tulip, and even found out that this was probably the weapon arsenal of the Tulip family.
However, the defense here is also extremely tight! Especially recently, thousands of soldiers guard the place day and night every day, and the Decepticon Sky Knights patrol back and forth in the sky!
Just outside the city, there is also an elite cavalry battalion stationed within the family!
The Saint has tried many times to break into this place, but unfortunately she gave up after several attempts.
But I never thought that I would be able to walk into this mysterious city one day!
It is a pity that these people did not give the Holy Lady the opportunity to carefully view this city.
Since the carriage entered the city, it rushed directly to the old governor's palace. Then, as soon as it got off the carriage, several soldiers rushed up. Under the threat of the cold scimitar, the Saint
Without any room for resistance, these people led them into the abandoned governor's palace...
Following a dark tunnel in an old abandoned house, although there were torches on both sides, the place was still filled with an uncomfortable damp smell.
Finally, after passing through an iron fence gate, the wolf-like soldiers with ferocious faces stopped following and pointed coldly at the front of the iron fence gate, signaling the saint to continue walking inside.
Although the saint's face remained calm, she was inevitably panicked in her heart.
Finally, at the end of this secret passage, she saw Du Wei.
Du Wei wears a black magician's robe, which is a special black robe that symbolizes the magic bachelor in his magic union. He also wears a magic badge representing the member of the magic academy.
Du Wei watched the saint walk in coldly. His face was cold and majestic, his chin slightly raised, his expression cold. He was as cruel as a king!
Her Royal Highness the Saint had never seen Du Wei show such an expression, so she was slightly panicked. But soon, the woman forced herself to calm down, and she even managed a smile: "Du Wei, I
If your 'summon' comes, may I ask Grand Duke Tulip, is there anything special?"
Du Wei had a cold face and no smile. He pointed to a table next to him and said coldly: "Sit down."
The saint looked at the table and saw a crystal bottle placed on it. The amber liquid in the bottle was obviously fine wine.
The saint smiled: "Could it be that I caught the Duke from so far away just to let me drink with you?"
Du Wei did not answer this sentence, but sat down first, picked up the bottle with his own hands, filled both their glasses, and without saying a word, he picked up his own glass and drank it all.
The saint's expression was a little unnatural, but she also picked up the cup and drank with Du Wei. After putting down the wine cup, she smiled charmingly: "Unfortunately, although the wine is good, Du Wei...
Do you like drinking in such a dark dungeon?"
"I don't have that habit." Du Wei's voice was the same as his expression today, looking cold and hard.
"Haha..." The saint smiled: "So, Grand Duke Tulip, do you like to dress up so grandly when you are drinking?"
"I don't have this habit either." Du Wei still shook his head coldly: "What I hate most is dressing up. But today is an exception."
"Why, why?" The saint felt that Du Wei's coldness did not seem to be fake.
Du Wei's eyes finally stared at the saint's face: "For two reasons: First, today I am going to do something bad that I don't even like! Second... I came here dressed up today.
In order to show my respect for you and watch a princess being tortured, I think it would be better for me to dress more solemnly."
This last sentence, with its undisguised chill, stunned the saint.
After a long time, the saint finally smiled reluctantly: "Are you... are you kidding me?"
"Maybe I usually like to joke, but not today." Du Wei raised his eyelids and glanced at Verona coldly: "Especially after I lost hundreds of loyal and brave subordinates!"
bite!
The saint's hand shook, and a crystal cup fell to the floor and broke into pieces.
Du Wei slowly leaned over and suddenly grabbed the saint's chin. There was undisguised cruelty in his eyes!
"Verona! Your Highness the Saint! I wonder if you still remember that New Year's Eve of that year, that night in the imperial capital, the two of us had a drink together in that shabby tavern?"
"I...I remember." The saint said with difficulty. Du Wei pinched her chin, but she did not break free.
"So, do you remember what I warned you back then?" Du Wei's eyes gradually became cold: "If you go against me, you will only have two consequences in the end, either death or an ugly death!"
Saint: "..."
"It seems that you have forgotten my warning!" Du Wei looked at the saint attentively, and finally let go of his hand. He squeezed so hard that there were even a few red streaks on the saint's delicate chin.
Fingermarks: "Although I have always disliked you as a woman, I feel that you are actually very pitiful."
Du Wei filled a glass of wine while he was minding his own business: "You actually did nothing wrong, it's just that you happened to be born into a royal family, and you happened to be the biological daughter of the eldest prince, His Highness Yawen. Everything that happened after that happened.
It has nothing to do with you, a young girl... Yes, you just want revenge and revenge."
The saint didn't speak.
"I think you are very pitiful, so I haven't done anything to deal with you. Even if you almost ruined my business at that auction. Even if you later came to the northwest and made some small moves on my territory... Huh,
Let me think about it... You tried to win over some people in the religious center in the northwest, right? You also tried to use the name of preaching to mess with my military morale, and you even tried to seduce the generals in our army... It's a pity that you did all these things
Failed. Right! Look, I was actually in control of everything you did in the northwest! Later, Miss Delly infiltrated from my city of Gilliat and caused such a farce, and you also helped in the middle.
I did a lot of work... At least I conveyed some news to her! But I endured it! Verona, my holy lady! That's because I am kind. I think you are a poor girl, and... you used to
All those methods failed, and they didn’t cause me any losses.”