Chapter 548 I have to believe it now
Not long after the rain stopped, the convoy continued to set off. The destination was a small town more than 20 kilometers ahead, where they spent the night.
This town is not small. Good stones are produced around it, and the carving industry is quite developed. Almost everyone in the town lives around this industry.
The weather was sunny on the way. As soon as they arrived at their destination, a group of people including Fontana, the nun and others rushed towards the church. They all knelt in front of the altar and prayed, leaving the local bishop confused.
The bishop went over to ask and was shocked after hearing: "Is it really a miracle?"
Although there are precedents for magicians to forge miracles, it is not something that magic can explain to stop the storm in the mountains and let the sun shine in an instant.
At this time, a middle-aged man who had been praying next to him muttered: "He must be a liar. I don't believe he can cure my headache."
The nun seemed to have her tail stepped on. The tiger, regardless of the opponent's burly figure and fierce face, immediately rebuked loudly: "Shut up, you despicable person!"
"How can an ignorant person like you question the miracle!"
The middle-aged man also suddenly became angry. He stood up from the mat and said coldly: "Huh, I'm going to find him. If he can't cure my headache, he's a liar!"
The nun said confidently: "Then you go!"
Fontana knew the bishop here and asked: "Who is he?"
The bishop replied: "He It was Mario, a disciple of Donatello, the royal sculptor of the Kingdom of Sardinia, who was invited by the Baron.”
Frederick didn’t know what happened in the church yet, so he stayed at the hotel rented by Fontana. After putting away the luggage, we came down to go shopping.
There are many stone carvings for sale here, and he even saw a statue of himself.
This statue of Frederick is carved from fine white stone, half a meter high, with a name engraved on the base, an olive crown on his head, and an ancient-style scholar's robe. From the hem of the robe, you can see that he is walking forward, with his right hand Holding the book, the left hand holding the torch is slightly forward, as if lighting the road ahead.
The person involved believed that if there was no shadow of Psyche behind the shape of this statue, he would eat fried potato shreds with shredded ginger every day.
The owner of the carving shop looked at the sculptures he was selling for a while and then at the customer, and began to sweat slightly on his forehead.
Frederick couldn't help but admire the skill of the carving craftsmen. The face of the statue was nine-tenths like his own.
Just when he was about to ask about the price, a tall and burly middle-aged man came to the store to inquire.
Frederick was wearing a brown blacksmith's uniform today and was easy to recognize.
Mario stood in front of Frederick with a dark face and asked sternly: "Are you the one who is doing fake miracles to deceive people?"
Frederick frowned and looked carefully. Judging from the body shape of the person who came down, he had been doing manual labor all year round and had no worries about food and clothing, but his face was very haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, his breathing was disordered, and he was in a strange state of excitement.
Seeing that Frederick didn't reply, he thought he was timid, so he roared: "You are a despicable liar, a shameless person who can only rely on conspiracy to make a living..."
Frede Lie's brows were so furrowed that he could kill a cockroach. Just because he was easy to talk didn't mean he would scold him casually, especially when he was scolded out of nowhere.
"Bang!"
Frederick stretched out his hand and slapped him. Mario's body of over 100 kilograms spun twice in the air and flew out of the store.
He didn’t want to beat the person to death in the store to avoid getting the boss into trouble, so he held back.
The boss just came out from behind the counter and pulled his sleeve nervously and said: "Sir... Sir, Master Mario has had a severe headache these days and can't sleep. I think he is crazy. Don't beat him to death. Him. "
The one who was beaten was the engraver invited by the lord, and the one who beat was the famous Grand Duke Wesson. If one was beaten to death, the lord would cause trouble for him, and the other nobleman would be insulted by the common people. It is only natural to kill the other party on the spot. What if you don't vent your anger and take it out on yourself? The boss can't offend both parties, so he just asks not to kill the person.
Frederick did not embarrass the boss, nodded and walked out of the store.
After Mario was knocked out, he almost hit someone. He lay on the ground for a while before he came to his senses, spitting out a mouthful of blood and a rotten tooth.
Frederick stood beside him with his hands folded, ready to ask him what he meant.
The surrounding area was immediately filled with onlookers. Several guys who looked like soldiers saw that the master invited by the lord was beaten and wanted to arrest Frederick.
Fortunately, the boss noticed it in time, carried a statue over, pointed to the face of the statue in front of the soldiers, and motioned for them to look at Frederick.
Now the soldiers' calves began to tremble. Mario seemed to have come to his senses and patted his head. The pain in his head that had been hurting for several days actually stopped.
Many of the onlookers recognized Mario. This master sculptor had a bad temper. He scolded many sculptors and even got into a few fights in the six months since he came to town. And they all won.
Now that Mario has been beaten, everyone wants to see how he can fight back.
However, what happened at the next moment was beyond everyone's expectation, including Frederick.
Mario stood up straight, straightened his clothes, dusted himself off, and just when everyone thought he was about to make a scene, he suddenly knelt down in front of Frederick.
Frederick was startled and thought he was going to use ground skills to attack him. Unexpectedly, he quickly grabbed his feet and kissed the muddy boots.
The sudden operation gave Frederick goosebumps. This kind of complete surrender had only been seen in books.
Except in the bedroom and bathroom, of course.
Mario said very sincerely: "Please forgive me for my ignorance and ignorance. The whispers of the devil have blinded my mind."
"I deeply thank you for curing my headache. I sincerely apologize to you once again. Thank you for your magnanimity and miraculously curing my headache..."
Fitter There was no expression on Lie's face. Hearing his somewhat incoherent words, I didn't understand what was going on for a while. It seemed to be related to a miracle, but I just slapped him and knocked out one of his teeth.
The onlookers understood a little bit about the reason. Mario was the leading mason in the town, and his story spread among the masons, which meant that everyone in the town knew about it.
A few days ago, Mario had a severe headache for some unknown reason. He drank a lot of medicine, and the bishop also treated him, but the pain was still so painful that he couldn't sleep, and his temper became worse and worse.
Now it seems that this outsider cured Mario in one fell swoop, and it seems to be related to a miracle.
Frederick just wanted to leave now. He thought this man was crazy and said, "Go and rinse your mouth with alcohol five times, and then go and do whatever you have to do."
The night of the Marioby parent-teacher meeting The child was still obedient and left immediately.
Frederick looked at the freshly vomited blood on the ground and the rotten tooth. He thought of the man who said he had a headache just now and wondered if this person had a headache due to tooth decay. The rotten tooth was slapped. It won't hurt after it comes out.
At night, Frederick was eating dark red carrot stewed chicken in a tavern, and the comments of the surrounding drinkers reached his ears.
"Have you heard that Captain Wesson came to our town? He gently touched Mario's face in the evening, and Mario's headache was cured immediately."
"Hiss... this is a miracle!"
"The miracles of Grand Captain Wesson are more than that. Haven't you heard? The nuns traveling in their convoy today broke the commandments. The God of Light wants to It rains so much that it reaches the top of the mountain. Guess how it stopped?” Sister, the day after that nun admitted her mistake, it cleared up immediately.”
“You don’t know it yet, but there were several people in the convoy who had bad intentions and eavesdropped outside the carriage. As a result, the worst person was possessed. As punishment, I bit off my own tongue!”
……
Frederick heard a dark clue. He did have the title of leader of the Holy Knights, and he finally understood what was going on.
During the day, he knew that someone was eavesdropping outside the carriage, so he didn't care because he didn't want to be blamed for Sister Quanquancha.
It is one thing to be passionate with a noble lady, but it is another thing to have an improper relationship with a clergyman like a nun. If you are not on the scale, you will not weigh one or two, and if you are on the scale, you cannot weigh ten thousand pounds. live.
And he was not familiar with the nun, so his first impression was not good, and he still doesn’t know her name, let alone do those things.
It's fine now. Who knows how those people pulled it off and turned it into a miracle.
The locals have no doubts about these two miracles because nuns and a group of businessmen testified about the former one, and the familiar Mario personally promoted the latter one.
Frederick had a headache and thought that he could only hope that time would dilute the matter, or that someone would discover the doubts in it and eliminate the misunderstanding.
(End of this chapter)