On the morning of June 19, the monastery of the "Rosie Croix".
Compared with the extravagance of the nobles, Sally's life is completely calm. Of course, this "calm" is just an appearance.
The front area of the monastery is a cathedral, which is a public area that citizens in the city can enter, while the nuns in the monastery can only start their activities after daily morning prayers. As a "candidate priest", Sally's current status is still a "nun", so her status in the monastery is not as lofty as imagined, and she needs to do a lot of labor every day, including cleaning the church floor and cleaning the house Cleanliness, helping the bishop organize manuscripts, etc.
For nobles, this kind of thing seems to be a bit "low price", but as the daughter of a duke, Sally still abides by the teachings and does what ordinary people think of as "humble" labor...so most of the monastery The monks and priests who were born in the common people quickly abandoned their original prejudices and had a lot of affection for this beautiful Miss Sally.
As a result, Sally quickly accumulated contacts in the monastery—not to offend anyone, and handle all interpersonal relationships with ease. Such a thing is easy to say, but quite difficult to do. But Sally, who was only sixteen years old at this time, really showed her ability in this area.
Such a side was something Rody had never seen before.
After noon, Sally, wearing a white cassock, walked out of the house behind the monastery as usual, and walked into the front hall of the church at noon.
Bishop Benjamin once warned Sally very bluntly not to step out of the monastery, so the front hall of the church was already the limit of her range of activities. When she walked in, the warm summer wind was blowing slowly from the front of the hall. The girl raised her head, squinted her eyes and looked forward, her slightly clenched fists clenched tightly.
No one noticed that what she held in her hand was not the iconic "Rosate Cross" of the temple, but a small and unique dice.
"May the gods watch over you."
Whispering the motto of the temple, Sally greeted the pious believers, walked to the seat in the corner of the front hall and sat down, then quietly began the second prayer that other monks would not do.
Sally has persisted in this kind of behavior for more than a month. In the eyes of others, it may just be her pious performance. However, after ten minutes of prayer, a blind old man groped and sat not far from Sally. At the same place, a low-pitched prayer began.
This kind of situation always happens, the disabled civilians begged the gods, hoping to relieve their illness, so this old man did not attract anyone's attention—when he finished speaking, he trembled with his blind stick and wanted to When she got up, Sally on the side noticed this, and immediately got up to help the old man.
In the eyes of others, such a thing is very normal, but no one will find that when the blind old man walked forward, he chose a route that basically avoided everyone in the church, and when Sally helped him, even more so. No one noticed the nun's expression and the softly spoken words in her mouth—
"Everything is done?"
"Miss, Francis' attention is currently on Viscount Terry's side. It is estimated that the next target will be Baron Ford. We have already done the perjury, and his people will soon be hooked."
"Good job, keep it up."
"Just got some new news. It seems that Archbishop Rubens is going to visit the Efta territory in the autumn. It should be suitable for Bishop Benjamin to meet with Bishop Benjamin. Your position as a priest should be confirmed by then."
"Well, I have confirmed the news."
Sally smiled, her lips barely moved, "Is there any news over there?"
"Your Excellency the Duke has not had any activities recently, and is still staying in the study."
"It's not the Duke's Mansion, I mean... Nolan Village."
"We have sent someone, but we haven't responded yet, because we are afraid of being targeted by Francis's people. It is estimated that there will be news in about seven days. However, the news we just got is that the village of Keri not far from Nolan Village was killed by orcs and wolves. The cavalry attacked...no survivors."
The old man's words were insignificant, but when Sally heard the news, the fingers that were gently supporting the other party suddenly clenched tightly.
"...Kerry Village?"
"The cavalry from Fortress Conselton went to make a show. They thought they had nothing to gain, but they picked up five or six wolves from the grassland. It seems that those wolf cavalry retreated and left the wolves behind."
Hearing the sudden news, Sally thought of the guy who brought her back to Houllier safely in her mind—a certain possibility came to mind for no reason, and she immediately asked, "How many wolf cavalry are there?"
"There are probably less than forty people from Cree Village."
"so much…"
The assumption in Sally's mind was immediately overturned—no matter what he thought, that guy couldn't kill so many wolf cavalry, after all, killing those ten wolf cavalry back then almost killed him. Thinking about it, what I have to do now is to prevent Francis from finding him...
Unknowingly, the two had arrived in front of the front hall door. Sally stopped, and softly told the old man to pay attention to the road. Her fingers had already slipped a piece of folded parchment into the opponent's hand, while the blind old man Thank you again and again, bowed several times, and then slowly walked towards the distance.
Sally didn't stay in front of the door for too long, her eyes flicked on the two snoozing Templars. Although she understood that Francis would not have the guts to attack her in front of the temple door, she didn't trust the people at the monastery door. A vigilant guard.
In terms of security, I'm afraid I feel more at ease when I'm next to the guy with the horn bow.
It's been a long time since I experienced the kind of ease of not having to worry about danger at all. When Sally thought of Rody, she couldn't help but feel nostalgic in her heart—but as for "missing"... Sally quickly denied this word in her heart, and lightly twisted the word with her fingertips. A bone dice, and when he remembered that this thing was also given by him, his face turned red involuntarily.
"Don't fight if you can't beat it, don't make any accidents..."
Sighing softly, Sally finally felt that she was still worried—the parchment she handed to her subordinates had already listed all the measures and efforts to be taken against Francis, including how to continue to mislead her brother. , to cover up the abnormal deeds of the scout team in Nolan Village, to let their power grow quietly out of Francis' sight, and even to form a special team to protect their own safety in all aspects, etc.
At the same time, Sally was still paying attention to her father's condition, speculating on what Francis would do next.
The so-called struggle is never just a simple fight between you and me, especially among the nobles. Every time a conflict like assassination occurs, it means that the planners have made countless preparations and broke out.
The negligence last time caused Sally to almost lose her life, so when she gained a firm foothold in the monastery again, what the young daughter of the duke had to do would definitely not simply "sit and wait to die".
Sweeping across the street outside the church door, the eyeliner of the several monitoring Sally placed by Francis can be seen clearly in her eyes, and there is no concealment at all.
"snort."
There was a flash of coldness in her eyes. When the young nun turned around in front of the church, the warm smile reappeared on her face, and she calmly returned to the inside of the church.
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Seventeenth day after the end of the battle against the wolf cavalry, June 21st.
The warm summer wind blows through the peaceful Nolan Village. Farmers wearing straw hats squat in the shadow of the house to rest, and from time to time they look out of the village with their hands under the awning—outside the entrance of the village, more than 30 scouts are constantly Riding a war horse for charging practice, and occasionally seeing a soldier chopping a scarecrow flying with precise and sharp swordsmanship, they would cheer a little and applaud a few words.
When more than 30 war horses galloped, the smoke and dust billowed with great momentum. After watching such battles a lot, their original panic caused by the wolf cavalry massacre of the village gradually calmed down.
Since the addition of fifteen strong young men to the village seventeen days ago, the villagers will see these young men exercising hard all day long: they run ten laps regularly in the morning and evening, and shout together from time to time such as "one two three Four", "One Two One", "Exercise, Defend the Motherland" and other slogans. I can hear them singing at night, the lyrics are very strange, saying something like "Unity is strength" or "We are soldiers"... The farmers have never heard a song with such a tune, but after hearing it a few times , I think it is catchy, as if I have been brainwashed, these melodies linger in my ears all day long.
Up to now, the farmer with a hoe would even hum a few lines in the field when he had nothing to do.
For such a situation, Luo Di actually didn't expect it - after all, listening to these farmers singing Chinese songs in Blinga is a bit funny, but after getting used to it, messy lyrics kept popping up in his mind, which made him laugh. He himself feels that such things as "military songs" are really not covered.
Speaking of which, since leading the team to completely wipe out the wolf cavalry unit led by Xhosa, Soderol and his subordinates have been completely convinced, and there is no unnecessary objection to the issue of organization and leadership. It can be seen that The awe brought by this battle will affect them for a long time - and under such influence, Roddy started a new training plan smoothly.
The so-called "new plan" is actually an enhanced version of the previous "military training": starting from the housekeeping of the dormitory, to walking in step, standing still and resting, what Luo Di wants to instill is the concept of "orders and prohibitions". It sounds natural to let soldiers obey and execute orders, but in this era, most people still don't realize the importance of it-on the battlefield, any order that is not strictly implemented will have unimaginable consequences, so from this Grasping the basic awareness of this is also the practice of many big guilds back then.
What Rody did was similar to those powerful V guilds back then.