In this life, Bai Duan's body is weaker than that of the ancient world. Even after being baptized with holy water and carefully treated by Samuel with holy light, the weakness in his bones needs to be recuperated for a long time to recover gradually.
After being stiff on horseback for a day, Bai Duan's body inevitably had problems, and his whole face was pale, but he persisted because of his strong endurance and willpower. Even Andre, who was closest to him, Didn't notice any difference in him.
With the help of Andre, Bai Duan stood on the side of the road with his head bowed. It was the same as usual except that his body trembled a little. The passing knights were busy with the problem of accommodation and did not pay extra attention to him. , until Samuel got off the sedan chair, and immediately cast his eyes on the white satin.
Samuel's observation was so keen that he could spot the slight trembling at a glance. His complexion changed slightly, and he quickened his pace to come to Bai Duan's side, almost losing his previous calm and elegance: "What's the matter? Are you feeling unwell?"
Bai Duan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Samuel. He was obviously used to patience, and the physical discomfort at this time was completely within his tolerance, but when he touched Samuel's pair of eyes full of concern, When she saw her blue eyes, her heartstrings suddenly loosened, her body softened and she fell towards him.
Samuel quickly hugged Bai Duan, raised his hand and touched his sweaty forehead, his face was ugly: "What's going on?!"
Bai Duan nestled in Samuel's arms, feeling his face was hot and ashamed, and he didn't want to raise his head at all—he couldn't believe that he would feel at ease after seeing Samuel... want to act like a baby.
Samuel couldn't get an answer from Bai Duan, and he didn't dare to force him to raise his head to observe his face, so he couldn't help becoming more anxious. Fortunately, Andre also noticed the situation here, and quickly walked over, and said something to comfort his master who was a bit glum: "Holy Son, Bai Duan is fine, he's just too tired."
Samuel lowered his head, and finally found Bai Duan's glowing red ears, and realized that he was only concerned about it. Quietly heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't feel any embarrassment. Instead, he looked calm and hugged Bai Duan directly: "If that's the case, then I'll send him to rest first."
After finishing speaking, Samuel turned around and walked towards the sedan chair with the white satin in his arms. Andre couldn't help but turn pale in shock, and hurriedly stopped him: "Holy Son—"
"No need to say much." Samuel's tone was flat, but there was no doubt about it. His blue eyes swept towards Andre with a strong sense of oppression, "He is my savior."
Shocked by Samuel's eyes, Andre stepped aside subconsciously, making way for Samuel. Bai Duan, on the other hand, stiffened her body, and was embarrassed to bear the unbelievable gazes of the knights from all directions. She scolded Samuel a hundred times in her heart—if possible, he didn't want to "enjoy" such treatment at all!
However, in front of outsiders, he has always been that timid and docile little servant, and he will not resist any decision of Samuel at all. It wasn't until he was carried into the sedan chair that he "turned his face and denied anyone", broke free from Samuel's arms, turned around and sat on the soft couch: "What savior? What's going on?"
"Otherwise?" With the cover of the curtains around the sedan chair, Samuel immediately returned to his casual and wandering appearance, then leaned on the soft couch, and stretched out his hand to hug the white satin into his arms, "If it wasn't for the "savior" ' banner, do you think the Holy See will allow me to bring a person from the black street with me? Even if you are my 'savior', I have spent a lot of words on this."
Bai Duan felt very guilty when Samuel said "the savior" on the left and "the savior" on the right. He curled his lips, and was about to sarcastically, but Samuel suddenly pressed his lips. Samuel made a "silence" gesture, then raised his voice and asked, "Andre, what's the matter?"
As soon as the templar approached, he heard Samuel's questioning voice. He quickly walked two steps, and before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Samuel's raised hand: "I know what you want to say—come in first."
Andre was a little flattered. He didn't dare to look up after getting into the sedan chair, and quickly knelt down on one knee: "Holy Son." He glanced at the hem of the white satin and Samuel's intertwined clothes, and roughly judged the postures of the two. He couldn't help but frowned fiercely, and said honestly, "I understand that you are very grateful for Bai Duan's help, but—"
—But the Holy Son was too conniving with Bai Duan, and Andre, who had strictly followed the class gap since he was a child, disagreed very much.
"Andre." Samuel's subordinates tried hard to prevent Bai Duan from getting off the soft couch, "I have my own sense of proportion in this matter. Maybe you think I brought him out of the black street , Keeping him by my side is the most benevolent, but in my opinion, this is not enough to repay his kindness to me - without him, I would have died under the attack, you think my life is like this Is it cheap?"
Samuel's tone was not harsh, and he was even so gentle that he didn't have much emotional color, but Andre's heart was beating wildly and his forehead was sweating: "No, I didn't mean that..."
Samuel didn't have a bad impression of the templar who had never left his original body in the previous life and sacrificed his life to save him, so he wasn't prepared to make things difficult for him. With a slight tick, Samuel's tone softened and added a bit of warmth: "Instead of caring about such trivial details, I have something more important to tell you."
Andre's spirit was shaken: "But according to the Son's order!"
Samuel's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he was silent for a moment. The orange sunset reflected on his handsome side face through the veil, which made him look lonely and sad, and even the atmosphere on the sedan chair was also affected by him. The depression became quiet.
After a while, Samuel slowly said, "Andre, how do you think I got hurt this time?"
Andre was stunned for a moment, then raised his head subconsciously: "You...were not hurt by villains?"
"So, who is that villain?" Samuel smiled wryly, "Who can invade the heavily guarded Holy See, find me, injure me, and then escape easily without leaving a trace? If I hadn't activated the teleportation circle hastily at the moment of being seriously injured, teleported to Heijie unintentionally, and was saved by Bai Duan, then I would already be a corpse now."
Andre was stunned by Samuel's words, sweating coldly. He was loyal but also dull. He always followed the dogma, but rarely used his own mind to think about problems—but that didn't mean he didn't understand anything, or , compared to the original body who was completely brainwashed by the Holy See and felt that the Holy See was perfect, he at least knew some intrigues within the Holy See.
Now that Samuel asked him this question, Andre immediately sensed something was wrong: "You mean... this was done by people inside the Holy See?"
"Nine times out of ten." Samuel nodded lightly, unceremoniously pinning this unwarranted scapegoat on the head of the "innocent"—although his body was on the verge of collapse due to the impact of the reverse current of time, but he Unable to explain this problem to others, he simply pushed everything to others, and he could take this opportunity to disturb the muddy water in the Holy See, which was not so calm.
With Samuel's affirmation, Andre's expression became more serious, and he felt a heavy sense of mission: "Then... do you have someone to suspect?"
At this moment, the pope was seriously ill and was unable to manage the entire Holy See. Several cardinals under him also began to seize power and suppress opponents, trying to ascend to the high position after the death of the pope. Although the Holy Son has never participated in power struggles, because of his integrity and selflessness, he will inevitably hinder the way of some people, be feared and targeted, and even get killed.
"No." Samuel shook his head and sighed softly, "If I can... I don't want to doubt anyone."
For a moment, there was silence in the sedan chair, and Andre looked at the Holy Son whom he had devoted all his heart to, and felt pity in his heart, but he didn't know how to persuade him.
In the end, Samuel was the first to wave his hand to signal Andre to leave, saying that he needed to take a break.
Andre exited the sedan chair quietly, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that something seemed wrong—didn't he go to the sedan chair just to persuade the Holy Son to distance himself from Bai Duan? Why... is it so easy to let the white satin stay on the sedan chair
He raised his hand and patted his forehead, but Andre didn't return to the sedan chair to continue admonishing him. After all, he has more important matters to deal with now, and he must immediately start looking for the real culprit and investigate the recent movements of several cardinals , so as not to encounter another crisis for the master he is loyal to.
As for the Holy Son... He must have been very depressed when he was hurt by someone close and respected. To have a docile and obedient person like Bai Duan by his side who helped him when he was in the most difficult time should be the same... one good thing huh
Since Andre had acquiesced in Samuel's closeness with Bai Duan, the rest of the templars would naturally not continue to add more beaks, and they all acquiesced in such a state.
Inside the sedan chair, Bai Duan turned his head and looked at Samuel, who had swept away his previous melancholy appearance and lazily leaned back on the soft couch again, with a complicated expression on his face: "What you just said...is all a lie ?”
"Why, are you caring about me?" Samuel raised his eyebrows, and scratched his white satin chin frivolously.
Bai Duan turned her head away, trying to hide her worry and uneasiness, with a cold expression: "I'm just worried that you will always be hunted down, it's not safe to stay by your side, it will be bad if you get involved."
It was obvious at a glance that Bai Duan's words were duplicity, Samuel was amused in his heart, but there was a bit of sadness on his face, and his tone was still gentle: "Don't worry, the situation is not that serious—and no matter what, I will protect you, no cause you any harm."
Bai Duan froze for a moment, unable to judge whether Samuel's words were true or false.
——The expression on Samuel's face was extremely false, and he didn't mean to be sad at all, but his tone and eyes were extraordinarily sincere, as if making a promise was reassuring.
It's really... people don't know what to do.