Evan ignored the flustered Mr. Johnson, turned and returned to his room. He threw himself on the big bed with some annoyance. Today's events really made him a little unexpected.
The first is the Duke's extreme performance, and the second is Mr. Johnson who suddenly jumped out. The reply letter from the church has not yet arrived. He has no idea when the church will send someone over. He was very stupid just now because of his anger. Exposed his own cards, and now he must stabilize Johnson.
Evan suddenly sat up from the bed, I'm afraid it won't work today, tomorrow... He must have a deep talk with Johnson tomorrow.
Evan slept very disturbed that night, fearing that Mr. Johnson would do something unexpected that would affect the whole thing this time.
Evan got up early the next morning. After he packed himself, he went straight downstairs. The breakfast was ready, but it was still self-service. Sitting down in the corner, the dramatic scene from yesterday, he didn't want to happen again.
After Evan finished breakfast, the other people upstairs also came down one after another. The gentlemen and ladies of this era did not have the habit of getting up early. They would sleep after nine o'clock before getting up, which represented a kind of A sense of superiority in position.
Duke Wilson was the first to come down. When he saw Evan sitting in the living room early, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Mr. Reverend, why are you so early?" Duke Wilson always thought that his work and rest time was earlier than many others.
Evan smiled, his expression very gentle.
"I usually do morning classes, so I get up very early."
Evan's tone was steady, but Duke Wilson was still a little embarrassed.
"You... hope you get something out of this hunt."
Duke Wilson's voice was a little unstable, but Evan looked at Duke Wilson in surprise: "Are you going to hunt today?"
Yesterday, these people were carnival all night, do they still have the energy to hunt today
"Yes," Duke Wilson replied dryly.
When the two of them were talking, the other men and women upstairs also came down one after another. Duke Wilson turned around uncomfortably and started to greet the other guests.
Evan stood on the spot, watching Duke Wilson talking to others, the discomfort in his heart became more and more serious.
When everyone finished breakfast, it was already ten o'clock, and then they vigorously walked towards the duke's forest.
These gentlemen have their own horses, and Evan does not own a horse, so the horse he rides is a docile mare lent to him by Duke Wilson.
Evan likes his mount very much. He doesn't have much enthusiasm for hunting, but more because of that, so he only wants to be safe.
Evan has been following the duke since he entered the forest. Although he remembers the assassination, he doesn't remember which day it happened, so he needs to be prepared at all times.
Duke Wilson also noticed Evan's following. For some reason, he was a little happy in his heart. He pretended to turn his head to look at Evan, but found that he looked at the void with a somewhat absent expression, and he seemed to have nothing more to do with him. of care.
Duke Wilson turned his head in a fit of anger and rushed out.
Evan was still wandering too far, but he was startled at this time. He looked at it and found that Duke Wilson had rushed out 20 meters away, and Evan hurriedly chased after him.
This is a mountain forest, not a flat plain. If the Duke runs far away, he may really be separated from him. Just now, Evan saw Arya in the group of ladies on horseback. Arya rushed forward, and all his calculations were gone.
Evan chased after him in a hurry. Fortunately, the Duke did not really plan to stay away from Evan. After he rushed out for a dozen meters, he regretted it. He wanted to turn back and felt a little ashamed. Evan chased after him, and the Duke felt a little joy in his heart, and his eyes were different when he looked at Evan.
"I'm sorry, I just saw a prey." The Duke pursed his lips and said somewhat reservedly.
Evan was slightly out of breath, but he couldn't complain, so he could only say: "Lord Duke, I'm not very familiar with this mountain forest, and I would like to ask you to take care of it."
The Duke's mind sank, which was different from what he imagined, but in this situation, the Duke couldn't say anything, so he had to hold back the loss in his heart and continued to drive the horse forward with Evan.
This mountain forest can be regarded as a completely original ecology. The duke has not carried out any artificial remediation on it, but has a forest guard at the entrance of the mountain forest to prevent burglars.
For this reason, the road here is not easy to walk. There is only a small road left when hunting in the past, and the surrounding branches and branches can easily catch people's clothes and hair.
Evan walked a little embarrassed, but Duke Wilson was obviously a veteran and very handy.
Looking at Evan's embarrassed appearance, Duke Wilson turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Reverend, you can't do this..."
Before he could finish speaking, a dazzling light suddenly swept out from the bushes. Evan felt that he hardly had any thoughts. The heart that he had been holding all of a sudden burst out at this moment, and he slammed towards Duke Wilson, In the duke's stunned eyes, he protected the duke under his body.
Then he felt a sharp pain on his back, and his eyes turned black, and he fell into Duke Wilson's arms. The piece of iron in it didn't work.
Duke Wilson's reaction ability is much faster than Evan's. When Evan was shot for the first time, he quickly took Evan in his arms and got into the grass next to him, and then there were two gunshots. It came, but due to Duke Wilson's quick response, he just scratched Duke Wilson's arm, while Evan was tightly embraced by him.
Duke Wilson moved quickly back along the grass, his arm was still bleeding, but the hand holding Evan was very steady.
At this time, it was hunting time, and others would not come even if they heard the sound of gunfire. He had to run to a safe area by himself.
He quickly ran towards the way he came, and the gunshots behind him gradually moved away. The two of them had been scared away, and Duke Wilson could only drag Evan with one hand while running towards the outside with difficulty.
When he finally reached the wide place, he was relieved. He looked at Evan with a pale face in his arms, and his calm emotions finally completely collapsed. He only felt that the panic in his heart was like a pair of big hands. his heart.
Duke Wilson felt the wetness of his hand around his back, and he hardly dared to look down at his hand.
He just knelt on the ground like that, half-armed Evan, looking a little confused.
After a while, there was finally a voice, Duke Wilson looked up, but found that Steward Chris led a group of people leading the Duke's horse and ran towards them.
It turned out that the horse they ran away returned to the manor. Butler Chris noticed something was wrong. In the end, it was the old horse who knew the way and brought Butler Chris here.
"Sir." Butler Chris saw the blood on the Duke's body from a distance, ran over with a pale face, and knelt down beside the Duke.
"You... you..." His hands trembled a little, barely daring to touch Duke Wilson.
Duke Wilson looked at Steward Chris with trembling lips, his face ashen: "Save him!"
His voice was short and deep, and if it wasn't for Butler Chris being close at hand, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hear it.
Butler Chris saw Evan in Duke Wilson's arms with no blood on his face.
"Pastor Bruce!" he exclaimed. "What the hell is going on here? Lord Duke, are you injured?"
Duke Wilson almost squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "I'm fine, save him!"
Butler Chris had never heard the Duke speak like this, with a hint of the ferocity of a beast, but also with a sense of despair with no way out.
"Sir..." Butler Chris looked at Duke Wilson in a daze, almost speechless.
But Dr. Hester, who came behind, caught up immediately. He had been staying in the manor before, and this time he came out with Butler Chris.
At this time, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and he snatched Evan from the bewildered Duke. He immediately found the injured part of Evan, tore his clothes, took a general look, and immediately tightened with a towel He pressed the bleeding wound and whispered: "The wound is not deep, it should not hurt the heart or lungs, hurry up and send Mr. Pastor back!"
Dr. Hester's words at this time are more effective than others. The Duke finally came to his senses. When he was about to put Evan on the stretcher that came with Butler Chris, the two servants carried Evan and looked towards him. Run to the manor.
On the way, Duke Wilson's face was very terrifying, almost no one dared to approach him, he pressed the wound on Evan's back with one hand, looking at Evan's eyes, almost no one dared to look directly.
When they returned to the manor, none of the people who had gone out before came back. Only Mr. Johnson was still in the living room because he woke up late. Looking at the blood-stained crowd rushing in, Mr. Johnson stood up abruptly, holding his hands. The pipes fell to the ground.
Duke Wilson ignored Mr. Johnson at all, picked up Evan from the stretcher and walked towards the second floor.
Looking at the hurried back of the Duke, Mr. Johnson couldn't help frowning. If he was not mistaken, the person who was in the Duke's arms just now should be Pastor Bruce.
Thinking of this Mr. Johnson's mind somehow came up with an idea that if he were dead, all his troubles could be solved with such a small step, Mr. Johnson was startled by his own thought.
He looked at the Duke's room, and the Duke just carried Evan into that place.
If, just say if, Mr. Johnson very much hopes that the righteous Mr. Pastor can stay there forever and never come out again.
For the first time in his life, Mr. Johnson's middle finger hooked his index finger, and he was looking forward to this happening.