Chapter 89 Demon Man?
"How is Wan Piao?"
"I heard that I just woke up for a while, ate some millet water rice and fell asleep again."
"Why didn't you stop me? What about ten thousand votes? "
"What can I do? Is it interesting for you to be entangled like this?"
Different from the past, despite having entered the resting castle, the Senate was still gloomy and gloomy.
The ten thousand votes they were talking about was the third-person nickname given to Horn by the senators. After all, His Majesty spoke face to face, and the Holy Grandson and the Pope seemed too formal.
When they added up, they gave Horn the nickname of Ten Thousand Votes.
After all, the constitution stipulates that all senators are equal, one person, one vote, but obviously as the grandson of the Holy Son, Horn is more equal, so his one vote is worth ten thousand votes.
Their trouble today is that Master Wan Piao insists on testing the orichalcum bow named "Ferdinand".
Everyone can see the power of Ferdinand's bow. One arrow can punch a small hole in the mountain wall. Its power can be imagined.
But Wan Piao was too excited and wanted to shoot the fourth arrow. It didn’t matter if he didn’t shoot this one. As soon as he finished shooting, he fell straight down, which shocked everyone.
You must know that Horn is the absolute center of the entire Papal State. Once he falls, almost no one has the prestige to suppress the fierce senators and unruly soldiers of the Papal State.
Fortunately, Horn just fainted and was not seriously injured.
After the daily mutual criticism and entering the formal discussion session, Chilvis patted the table.
"Ten thousand votes are summoned, let us discuss it independently and show him the final result. After all, we have to leave tomorrow and cannot delay."
Under the auspices of the cardinals, in the dusty castle hall , the Senate meeting was held as usual.
Looking out from the hall, the huge mountain is almost falling down.
In front of the high mountain that reaches into the sky, within a radius of dozens of miles, there is only this lonely abandoned white castle, just like a small white flower on the hillside.
When the valley wind blows, it seems to be really swaying.
In the red glow of the setting sun, the stone walls were covered with spreading moss, and the entrance to the dilapidated castle was covered with weeds and tangled shrubs. No one had been there for who knows how many years.
The refugees pushed carts, drove livestock and horse-drawn carriages, and stepped on the square ground that was built a hundred years ago.
Black hat soldiers gathered firewood and cut down trees around Underberg. A bonfire was lit not far away, and children played among the ruins.
This is a rare time to rest in a day trip.
A hundred years ago, this castle was a bridgehead against lycanthropic bandits. At that time, the high mountains were inhabited by lycanthropic tribes and bandits.
After the Hundred Years' War, a large number of knights and armed personnel were unemployed. The empire simply sent them to suppress bandits and serve as pioneer knights.
As a result, the beastly people were driven little by little into the swamps and forests of Qianhe River Valley and Black Snake Bay.
The castle naturally no longer had the need to exist, and it gradually fell into disuse over time.
Later, Ruo'an Party discovered this place and set it up as a secret stronghold as a supply point for the "long road of blood and sweat".
The White Mountain Monastery where Sissi belongs is a sister secret party with the Ruoan Party, and they have a good relationship, so some facilities and strongholds are shared.
This is also why Sissi knew there was a warehouse here.
But when he searched according to his impression, he found that there was a big problem.
In this small room, Sissi’s hair was covered with spider webs, she was crawling on the ground while groping for the floor.
He touched and knocked, but he couldn't find the entrance to the underground warehouse.
Standing up, Sissi looked around. The underground warehouse should indeed be here. Why can't she find it?
He frowned and thought about it carefully. It should be right. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?
Or maybe the Ruoan Party made a mistake, or gave them wrong information?
While he was hesitating, a slight click sounded from his ears.
Sissi immediately turned her head and saw that on the other side of the room, Carrie pushed aside the rotten bookcase and lifted up the carpet, revealing the iron gate under the carpet.
Sissi’s eyes widened: “How do you know the warehouse is here?”
Carrie turned back, her eyes showing the natural clarity and stupidity: "I just know."
She muttered softly: "I always feel like I have been to this place before."
< br>"You are a member of the Ruo'an Party, so it is normal that you have been here before." Regardless of Carrie's muttering, Sissi immediately walked around, opened the iron gate, and jumped in. After a while, he came up again, " Come here and move supplies." Under Sissi's instructions, everyone began to move supplies from the cellar.
The underground warehouse was dark and damp, filled with an old musty smell, and the iron gates creaked.
Standing at the door of the warehouse, Sissi carefully checked and registered every material, sorted them, and prepared to load them into the carriage.
Everyone moved out various boxes, barrels, bags, etc. one by one, opened them and checked the materials inside.
Divided into two categories: edible and daily use, the edible items include various potions, dried chili peppers, high-quality rice wine and rice cracker sticky cakes, while the daily items mainly include iron basins, needlework and canvas.
In addition to this, there are several large sheepskin rafts as large objects, and strange glass fragments as small objects.
Frowning, Carrie stood aside. She was always naughty, but she didn't play any little pranks.
She seemed to be remembering something. After standing for a long time, Carrie waved her arms wildly, hummed the song "Orphan Blue" and went to provoke Jeanne.
Under Sissi’s command, the supplies were moved to the carriage. When the last sheepskin raft was transported to the carriage and counted correctly, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Compared to Madeleine, a hands-off administrative officer, Sissi, as the secretary to the Minister of Logistics, did almost all the work.
As for Madeleine himself, the real person in charge of the logistics department, Sissi had just returned from the reading class when she saw him again.
"Mr. Sissi, I have left some food for you, come and eat."
Sitting in front of the campfire, Madeleine handed Sissi a piece of wheat bread and a bowl of wild vegetable rice cereal.
Don’t underestimate this bowl of wild vegetable rice cereal. If you underestimate it, then it will really be underestimated.
This wild vegetable rice paste is a semi-dry and semi-soft paste cooked with rice crackers, potato roots, radish, cabbage, raw vinegar, and stinky cheese.
Rice crackers and potato roots supplement carbohydrates, vegetables supplement vitamins, vinegar is used for seasoning, and cheese supplements protein. Soldiers in the army also eat eggs and salted fish every now and then.
This recipe was formulated by Horn himself.
Due to various previous deeds, Horn was frightened by these green-skinned insects and had always been meticulous about everything.
Even the recipe for this dinner is made by myself and changes every three days.
The taste cannot be said to be sweet in the mouth, at least it can be said to be like a stick in the throat.
But aside from the taste, the nutrition is definitely balanced and rich.
"Madelan." Sissi looked at Madeleine who was using tree branches to learn to write the simplified French characters on the sand table one stroke at a time, and suddenly said, "I have been thinking about your Majesty's affairs recently."
"Mr. Sissi." Madeleine put down the branch in her hand and said helplessly, "We are at a critical moment now. If it is not conducive to unity, it is better not to say anything."
"But the more I think about it lately, the more and more something is wrong. ." Sissi touched her smooth chin.
“What’s wrong?”
“Look, when we were in the magic rabbit forest, everyone was distracted by the bone flute. Only His Majesty Horn and Jeanne were not. It’s disturbing, right?”
“Yes.”
"Then after they rescued Carrie, Carrie only got close to Saint-Sun and Jeanne, right?"
"That's right."
"Look again, Horn's magic power Can you draw a big bow that even a witch can't draw, right?"
Grampwen stopped talking.
“You see, Horn’s Majesty is not affected by strange objects and can be recognized by the witch. The most important thing is that he has powerful magic power that exceeds the witch level.
Do you think there is a possibility that His Majesty Horn is actually a male witch or a witch? ”
“How can there be a male witch? "
"Do you dare to assume the gender of the witch? "
"No, it's still impossible. "Grampwin said categorically, "When His Majesty Horne got witch disease, I saw it with my own eyes. It's impossible for a witch to get witch disease. "
"This is what I can't figure out. If he is not a witch, he meets a large number of characteristics that only witches have. If he is a witch, how can he get witch disease? ”
Sissi scratched her hair. These days, he just couldn't figure this out.
Perhaps the results will not come until there is a special wizard inspection in Black Snake Bay.
(End of this chapter)