"In that case, I will take my leave."
After a few incoherent conversations, Rody didn't want to continue talking anymore. Knowing that the other party didn't seem to have the intention of dragging him to the stake to be burned as a heretic, he simply got up and prepared to leave.
Benjamin continued to exchange a few words without changing his face, and then looked at Rody who walked out of the room, with a hint of "satisfaction" in his eyes.
Heh... After all, he is just a young man who doesn't know much about the world.
Roddy, who successfully handed in the task, was in a terrible mood. In the empty church, his heavy footsteps carried some echoes, and the deserted atmosphere made his figure look even more desolate.
Roddy tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, but what he felt afterwards was a kind of dull sleepiness—he wanted to save the Luciferon family, save the old duke, save Sally, planned to kill Francis, but in the end But it ended up like this, speaking of it. My heart is really uncomfortable.
Among the empty rows of seats, Rody took a few deep breaths and stopped. His energetic body seemed to be filled with lead. He closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, and suddenly raised the other hand, and ruthlessly tugged at the bandage on his shoulder. The pain like an electric shock made Rody frowned, and he tried hard to get through this way To get rid of the bad emotions that enveloped him—but then he discovered... This method that worked well in the past didn't work at this time.
After thinking for a long time, he finally realized... In fact, Sally was no longer just a "chip" in his heart.
That beautiful figure with a sweet smile has long taken root in his heart. Although Luo Di has no "other" thoughts about her, he has experienced so many things together, and his trust in her has long been far beyond other people. And because he cared too much, he felt that her "betrayal" was even more unbearable at this time.
His mind was in a mess, but Rody still tried his best to analyze his current situation: now his identity has been exposed from a "completely hidden" state, and he may face the danger of being discovered by Francis in the future...
What a hassle.
The pain in his shoulders gradually eased. Roddy sighed, and walked towards the outside of the church—but then hurried footsteps came from behind him. He frowned, but he didn't look back, and continued to walk forward.
When Sally rushed into the church out of breath, the first thing she saw was the figure who was leaving.
Passing through the gate and the foyer, the cold stone floor made Sally feel that things were going worse than she imagined—and when she came behind Rody, the two were already standing outside the church door before the steps.
"Wait, wait a minute..."
Finally, Sally stopped Rody. Looking at the familiar figure in front of her, she felt that there seemed to be some invisible things between him and herself.
The indifference on Rody's body almost turned into reality, which made the sensitive Sally feel that her heart was sinking bit by bit.
It shouldn't be like this...it shouldn't be like this...
She muttered her lips and wanted to say something, but noticed that blood was oozing from the shoulder of Roddy's leather armor—this kind of discovery made Sally's heart feel even more painful like being pricked by a needle.
"Your wound..."
Roddy stopped in his tracks, but didn't look back. Originally shrouded in anger, he really wanted to turn around and roar and question everything, but when Sally really appeared at this moment, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless to do so.
"You don't need to worry about it."
After a long silence, Rody finally uttered such a sentence, and then strode out of the monastery, never turning his head back from the beginning to the end, not even meeting Sally's eyes once.
Sally wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she felt that her throat was extremely dry, and her vision was blurred by tears... The feeling of being stabbed in her heart made her even cover her chest.
"Why—is this...?"
The crowd blocked the line of sight, and the distance between the two became farther and farther. Finally, Rody's figure was submerged at the end of the field of vision, but the figure standing in front of the monastery did not leave for a long time.
*****
September 8th.
Moria Manor is no longer as leisurely as it used to be. On the contrary, it looks like a fortress headquarters ready to fight at any time, and the atmosphere is extremely tense.
Heavily armed guards abound, and every carriage that enters is subject to strict interrogation and inspection, and those subordinates who hurried into the manor all have gloomy faces, trying to keep a road in Houlier City The information was integrated and reported to the current owner of the manor, Earl Francis.
Since the assassination of Sally failed, Francis hadn't stepped out of the manor for a long time. The continuous setbacks took a lot of impact on his mental state, which has always been proud and arrogant. However, he was not crushed by the failures. Instead, by virtue of his own series of actions, he forced himself to gradually walk out of the shadow of setbacks .
The temperature is gradually dropping, and the manor far away from the city already has a slight chill at night. When the sun was setting, the fireplace in the main hall was lit, and the orange light brought by the flame brought some warmth to the deserted living room.
At this time, the young count, sitting in the armchair, was staring at the red-hot charcoal in a daze.
This manor was his father, the Duke of Angmar, who used to like to visit. Because it is close to Hollier City and has a beautiful scenery, and there is a hunting ground behind where you can hunt, so every year after autumn, the old Duke invites some nobles from the city to come here for hunting and entertainment.
In my memory, the last time I hunted here was seven years ago. At that time, Francis was just a young boy who just knew how to ride a horse. He only knew how to run back and forth in the jungle with his father. A knight named Titus shot a hare on purpose, and he had to catch up with it and make up for it with an arrow.
Francis remembers his father smiling happily.
In the evening, when the nobles enjoyed the hunted game, all the knights praised the young man, saying that if Francis succeeded the duke in the future, the territory of Efta would definitely be improved to a higher level.
Ah. Such words have not been heard for a long time.
The light of the fire reflected on Francis's face, and the mature face had long lost its original childishness. His brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to have some of the aura of his father back then. But after all, he is a young man who has never walked out of the territory of Efta. At this time, he is too early to talk about "aura". If there is, it is just the aura brought by "resentment".
In the past few days, Francis has been in a state of confusion in order to plan how to deal with Sally. The lack of sleep for several days caused dark circles under his eyes, and the slightly swollen bags under his eyes made his face look extremely gloomy—so when his subordinate Willie asked for an interview at the door, he didn't even bother To answer something, he directly waved his hand to signal the other party to come over, and he didn't even want to turn his eyes.
"Master, we have confirmed the intentions of those heretics. They are preparing to attack when Archbishop Rubens is giving a speech."
"Confirmed, how did you confirm it? You confirmed the news in this way, but Rubens didn't know? Benjamin didn't know?"
Francis was still half-sitting and half-lying in the armchair, his words were low and with a majesty that he had never seen before, "Say the point."
"Master, there are quite a number of heretics in the 'Viper Cross' in the city, probably more than forty or even more. Although they tried their best to hide, some of them were easy to identify in the end. I sent people to follow them and found that at least The four teams have surveyed the terrain in the city square, and they are conducting a drill."
Willie stated the information he received in a low voice—"Although Bishop Rubens' team is on the way, we have received news that he still has two knight teams hidden in the dark, and the monastery has also transferred from other places these days. A large number of guards are gathered. It is obvious that preparations have been made, and it seems that the 'Rosicrucian' has already known this, and wants to plan to wipe out all these heretics!"
After these words were finished, Francis did not respond, but just sat there quietly and looked at the fire. He squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then hummed in a low voice: "This group of magic sticks are quite beautiful."
After pausing for a moment, he turned his head slightly, and asked in a low voice with awe-inspiring eyes: "Then, the other news has also been confirmed?"
"My lord, it has been confirmed that Miss Sally will be in the sect parade."
It seemed that the days of waiting were all for this sentence. When Willie said this, Francis let out a sigh of relief, then sat up abruptly from the sunken armchair, and continued to ask: "Then— Call everyone!"
"Yes, master!"
Willie knelt down on one knee, expressing his loyalty and obedience—Francis nodded in satisfaction, and said: "There are enough people, so the next thing to do is easy."
He had already figured out how to arrange it in his heart, so at this time Francis began to talk about his plan to this subordinate in a flat tone. Willy, who was kneeling in front of him, kept nodding yes, but at a certain moment, as if what Francis said was too shocking, he suddenly raised his head and shook his head to refute something, but Francis raised his hand to stop him.
The rare moment of dispute between the two finally led to Willy's compromise because of Francis' strength and persistence. When he finished speaking, Francis once again breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "There is still time, be sure to prepare everything appropriate."
Willy nodded yes, then remembered something, and said, "My lord, the people who came back from the border probably confirmed the identity of 'that guy'."
"That guy" was like a thorn in Francis' throat, and all the failures this time had to do with this damn bastard, so Willy's words immediately raised his eyebrows—"Say! "
"He is the captain of the scouts in Nolan Village, and his name is Rody." Willie paused for a moment, then continued to explain: "When our people went to investigate, the scouts in Nolan Village disappeared collectively. Yes, but they are obviously lying, because there were quite a few scouts during the second investigation. And our third investigation was just a while ago, and the captain named Rody came to Hollier City."
Needless to say other words, Willy obviously had more evidence to prove that Roddy was the one who obstructed Francis' plan, so he stopped talking at the right time, waiting for the earl in front of him to respond.
"Can you confirm where he is now?"
"Master, because he wants to order the concentration of manpower, although he has sent people to search, his whereabouts have not been confirmed yet."
Wei Li lowered his head to respond, feeling a little drummed in his heart. Just as he was thinking about whether he would be scolded, he found that the earl's reaction was beyond his expectations—Francis looked at the jumping flames and said, "Oh, I know it is." Whoever is fine, this kind of ant, a small character who can be crushed to death at any time, has nothing to be careful of except for playing some tricks, when I solve all this, don't talk about getting rid of him..."
Immediately, a trace of cruelty appeared in his eyes, "All those scouts who are related to him, don't even try to run away!"
"yes!"
Willie nodded and prepared to leave, but unexpectedly Francis turned around slightly, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there any news from the Duke's Mansion recently?"
"Everything is normal, there is nothing abnormal, Master." Willie thought for a while, and added: "However, Knights Titus and Knights Wellington are coming towards the city of Houllier. I don't know why."
Francis frowned slightly. Titus and Wellington were the two most trusted knights under his father. In the past, when his father was not sick, these two powerful "guardian knights" were always inseparable from his father. Later, his father's condition was difficult to improve. They went to their fief, and now they came back suddenly... What does it mean
It's almost time to pay taxes. I guess they came to pay taxes and visit their father.
Thinking of this, Francis didn't have much doubt about the arrival of the two uncle knights, and waved his hand to signal Willy to retreat, while he sank into the armchair once again, contemplating all the details of the next plan.