The journey back to the capital was extremely smooth. Airy City was in a state of chaos. The imperial envoy, local officials, and a group of cavalry had not been heard from for several days. Some said there was a large group of bandits nearby, and some said they were cannibals.
Pagan group. So wealthy families and caravans everywhere recruited bodyguards to protect them. Asa followed a caravan that went to the royal capital and came back.
Standing in front of the big house again, Asa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. There were several times when he thought he would never come back. When he pushed open the two wooden doors, he heard the two familiar creaking sounds.
At that moment, the feeling of going home came over him. He unconsciously shouted: "I'm back!"
"Come back as soon as you come back, what's the big deal." Sandro heard the sound and walked out of the hut inside. He was still the same, still the same dirty robe with no color, still the beard, hair and robe hem.
The silk threads on the corners are mixed together to almost completely bury the face inside, and they still look like they fit in perfectly with the surrounding corpses and organs.
Although Sandro said that, Asa could still see a little smile in his eyes. If this place feels like home, then this old man has the feeling of a mixture of family, friends and elders. "You are absent from work for no reason.
, I suddenly felt tired from work, but I have to pay for it."
Asa asked: "How to use the leaves of the world tree you mentioned if it is used to treat injuries?"
Sandro looked him up and down for a while with disapproval and suspicion, and said casually, "Did you get it? Did you buy it at a street stall?"
Asa proudly took out the World Tree leaf from his arms and placed it on the table in front of Sandro.
Sandro was stunned.
Most of his face was covered by a mixture of beard and hair. He didn't know what his expression was. Only his two black and white eyes stared at the leaves of the world tree. They seemed to be infected by the greenery emitted by the leaves, exuding a strange but...
It can be seen that his expression is dominated by disbelief.
Sandro stretched out his hand and slowly picked up the leaf of the world tree with a very slight gesture as if he was afraid of being offended. His originally pale hand seemed to be given some life under the green of the leaf.
Sandro looked at the leaves blankly, and stroked the leaves with his pale and dry fingers, as gently as a young boy in first love touching his lover's skin. "How did you get it?" His voice was trembling a little.
"That's how I got it." Asa replied lightly, feeling quite proud in his heart.
Sandro was still watching in rapt attention, and suddenly turned his head and asked: "You want to use this thing to save people?"
Asa nodded.
"Going to save someone?"
"Save the people I want to save." Asa couldn't explain the cause and effect, so he answered with nonsense.
"Women?" Sandro noticed very keenly. Asa nodded.
Sandro sighed, shook his head and said: "You actually used this thing to save a woman, why don't you just chop yourself into pieces and feed it to the pigs." He frowned and stared at Asa, "Do you know what this is?
?”
"The leaf of the world tree. Didn't you tell me that? I seem to have heard that it is a divine object or something."
Sandro turned back to look at Ye Zi and said slowly: "Do you know how powerful this thing is and what it can be used for? When I was young, I searched for it like crazy. It took me ten years to find the clues, and then
I spent another ten years trying to find a way to get it, but I never got it." He sighed and shook his head. "I didn't expect that now I don't think about it at all, and it came to my hand again."
Hey, I got this. Asa wanted to remind him, but seeing that he was so involved, he was too embarrassed to interrupt.
"If I had gotten it more than 20 years ago..." Sandro was completely immersed in the emotion of recalling his heroic appearance in those days. His eyes burst out with a look that was incompatible with his age, and he was full of pride and vigor.
"I will..." He frowned bravely, as if he had really returned to the past.
But gradually his sharp eyes fell silent in the chaos, and finally returned to a state of loss and weakness, sighing and saying indistinctly: "I will also use it to save a woman."
He threw the leaf back to Asa, shook his head in a dazed manner and said, "Take it to save your woman."
Asa picked up the leaf, shrugged and whispered: "Not my woman."
"Why are you trying to save a woman who is not yours? Your head is full of shit?" For some reason, Sandro seemed to be a little angry because of the memory just now.
Asa hurriedly stuffed the leaves into his arms. He thought he was a little strange. After thinking about it, he said: "If I can't use one leaf, I will only cut a small half and give you the rest..."
"This thing is useless if it is chopped into pieces. Just let her eat it whole." Sandro regained the tiredness and indifference that an old man should have, and turned back to face a corpse. Asa looked at him a little.
Weird, he wanted to ask but didn't know what to say. He turned and walked towards the door. He was going to the Duke's Palace now.
"Wait a minute." Sandro suddenly called him from behind: "Don't panic. Give me back that book. Why did you take it away? It's a very important thing. This is what I'm worried about during this time.
This book, and also said what to do if you don’t come back or lose the book.”
Asa paused, turned around, and said awkwardly: "I lent it to someone else."
"Lent it to someone else?" Sandro seemed to be even more stimulated than when he saw the leaves of the World Tree just now. Just now he was just stunned, but now he jumped up as if he had been stabbed in the butt.
Bu rushed to Asa and grabbed his collar. Only then did Asa realize that the old man's movements were really agile.
Sandro's eyes widened as if they were about to fall out, and he asked through gritted teeth: "Do you know what that is? Who did you lend it to?"
"She is the Duke's daughter... She went on a trip and said she would read and play on the way... Your book was thrown behind the bookcase. I thought it was not something important." Asa saw Xander for the first time.
Lu was so excited and a little overwhelmed.
"Woman! I knew it was a woman again! Go and get her back for me, go, go, go." Sandro was so angry that he pushed Asa out and poked his head with his hand. "I'm telling you,
No matter how young and energetic you are, you should use your upper head to think about things more, instead of being a woman all day long."
Asa didn't understand what he was saying, so he just ran towards the Duke's Palace and said: "I'll go and ask where she is first...".
The servants of the Duke's Palace were of high quality, and even when they saw his inconspicuous appearance, they did not embarrass him at all and quickly informed him.
When he came out and saw him, the Duke immediately showed a gentle smile as if he saw an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. Although Clovis' expression next to him did not change, his face was a little cold.
Asa said that he had brought medicine that could cure Xiaoyi, but the Duke did not show much reaction. During this period, he had searched all the doctors and priests he could find, but his daughter's injury not only did not improve at all.
On the contrary, it was getting worse as time went by. He had already given up any hope.
At Asa's insistent request, the Duke took him to Xiaoyi's bed.
If the Duke hadn't brought him here in person, Asa couldn't believe that the person on the bed in front of him was Xiaoyi.
She has become so thin that she is no longer human-shaped, and her skin color is almost the same as that of a dead person. Her originally plump and rosy cheeks have been completely sunken, and her eyes are tightly closed, which are very prominent on the facial bones covered only by skin.
"She has been unconscious like this almost all day since last week. Doctors and priests said she might stop breathing at any time." The Duke's tone was heavy, and his heart was indeed heavy. This is his daughter,
Since childhood, I have watched her grow from a swaddling baby to a graceful figure day by day, and now I am watching her slowly die on the bed.
Moreover, she is also a very important card in his hand, a card used to establish a relationship with a large and powerful family, which directly affects his grand plan.
She was already in such a coma, could she still eat the World Tree leaf? Asa felt uneasy.
There should be no problem, this is a divine object after all. Although he didn't know what the divine object was, he could only put all his hope in this unclear concept. He took out the leaf of the world tree in his arms
, carefully pinched Xiao Yi's mouth open and stuffed the leaves in. The Duke frowned and looked on.
Fortunately, this thing did undergo a magical change consistent with its name. The leaves of the World Tree slowly melted in Xiaoyi's mouth. It did not turn into a liquid, but seemed to be directly integrated into her body.
It got smaller bit by bit, and then slowly disappeared. Xiaoyi's mouth slowly closed, and after a while, she suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief and moaned.
Asa finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He could already see the blood on Xiao Yi's face.
The Duke opened his mouth slightly, watching in disbelief as his daughter's face gradually turned rosy, and her weak breathing slowly became steady. He looked at Asa, reached out and held his hand, and thought with his mouth open.
He wanted to say some words of thanks, but this sudden surprise had surpassed his usual rationality to deal with it smoothly, and he didn't even know what to say.
Asa looked at the Duke in front of him. Now he was just an excited father. This pure joy made people feel clearly that there was no scheming or other things in it. Asa himself was also very happy at first, and now he is even more
Very happy, even beaming.
Clovis stood numbly at the door, looking at the situation inside indifferently like a bystander. His expression still did not change, he still looked so handsome and majestic, but his face turned green for a while. He had a healthy face with his fiancée
The ruddy color was exactly the opposite of the excited color on the Duke's face.
He had never seen the Duke lose control like this.
He admired and feared the Duke for his depth, wisdom, scheming, sophistication, and elusiveness. In his mind, the Duke was first an idol, a shrine that guided him on how to obtain success and power, and then
relationships in reality.
But now the shrine in his eyes was weakened by the obvious expression. Clovis believed that all warmth, including happiness, was undoubtedly a symbol of weakness. Even if it was expressed, it was only a sign of weakness in the appropriate occasion.
It was just a means of putting on a show. But now the Duke was actually moved by a low-class pariah who dared to break into the Duke's palace wearing such dirty and tattered clothes, which made him feel that the idol in his heart was being desecrated.
Not only that, he also felt like a failure. No matter how hard he tried or what he did, the Duke didn't show much appreciation or recognition for him. And now facing this low-level trash, the Duke's face clearly showed
A look of gratitude. This undoubtedly showed that in the eyes of the Duke, he was inferior to that inferior man. Now this obvious and complete failure made him fall into great anger.
Suddenly a servant ran in quickly and reported to the Duke: "There are two church pastors outside asking if Mr. Asa is here."
The Duke looked at Asa, who was also stunned, "Looking for me?" He didn't remember any connection between himself and the church.
At the door of the Duke's Palace. Two priests were standing outside the door. The marks on their clothes showed that they were of high status. They were senior priests who could be on an equal footing with members of the royal family. There was a carriage next to it. The luxurious white carriage was made of four horses without any trace of clutter.
A shaggy white horse pulls.
"Does the Bishop have anything to do with me?" Asa asked, looking at the carriage. He remembered that it seemed to be the carriage of Bishop Ronis.
"Bishop Ronnis has something urgent to ask you. Please get in the car." The priest opened the car door for Asara.
Asa looked uneasily at the spotless interior of the car and the pastor holding the car door next to him. He was a little overwhelmed by this courtesy and stepped into the car uneasily.
The priest closed the door, jumped on the carriage and pulled the reins. The four white horses neighed, raised their hooves and pulled the carriage away. From the beginning to the end, neither priest looked at anyone else, including the Duke.
The Duke looked at the direction in which the carriage was going, squeezed a small wrinkle into the middle of his slender eyebrows, waved his hand and said: "Ready the horses."