Chapter 509 Stopping Breathing
On the avenue on the outskirts of Rapid City, guarded by three teams of cavalry and armed monks, a sturdy carriage equipped with crossbow-proof straw mats and mesh was driving slowly.
This is naturally Ludvik and Jean Blow's group, but they left Martin at Castle Joan as their liaison.
They have just come out of Rapids City and want to reach the dock before the sun sets and take a boat to Xiaochi City.
Ludwik expected to hold a monastic congress there to resolve the dispute between Genbro and him.
The two people who had a conflict had a quarrel all the way from Fort Joan to Rapids City, and they are still quarreling even now.
“We have broken with the Holy See, and the Holy See’s army will come at any time.”
“We have not broken with the Holy See. The Brago Monastery has never started a war with the Holy See, Koike That is a spontaneous act among the people."
"We need the troops of the Salvation Army. Aren't you afraid that Prince Condai will come?"
"The Holy See is crazy to take action against the Order. "Are you afraid that so many monasteries in the empire will fall out with the Holy See?"
This has precedent in the history of the Holy See.
During the Second War to Recapture the Old Land, which was when the Kush people migrated to the Thousand River Valley, a great schism broke out in the Holy See of the Holy See City.
Monasteries and churches in various places were independent, monks and priests were mixed, and bishops and abbots acted almost completely apart from the pope and king.
They unite with lower-level warlords, have a large standing army, and can even declare war and make peace on their own.
This chaos lasted for a full sixty years, and became more and more intense. If vampires had not come across the sea, it would have been another dark period comparable to the Great Civil War.
Although the Holy See is currently split into the north and the south, the religious order and the monks are still a union.
Confining the struggle to the upper levels and fighting without breaking through is the precious political consensus of the priests for thousands of years.
Let Bulow be confident that Prince Condé would never dare to risk the disapproval of the monastery and attack him. Even if he had this intention, the bishop and the monastery would dissuade him.
As long as there are no gaps in the egg of Brago Monastery, Prince Condai will not reach out to them.
In his opinion, Ludwick's behavior was blatantly cracking the egg.
"Why don't they dare? They dared to burn Juano to death. Have they received any punishment?"
"Why not? Constance still refuses to do anything until now just because of the monks' obstruction." He failed to get the position of cardinal, and he will never get it in his life. "Jiang Buluo raised his head, "How about it?"
"What about Juanno's life? It's just a cardinal's position," Ludwick replied with a frown.
“I said from the beginning not to get involved with the Secret Party, but he didn’t listen to me.” Thinking of Juanno’s incident, Bulow was equally annoyed, “Besides, he can do it anytime he wants. He just wants to come out legally."
"That's different." Ludvik sighed, "I will force cooperation with the Salvation Army anyway, you do this. What’s the use of stubble?”
"It works."
"Then what do you want?"
"I will use my truth to convince you and other abbots." Let Bullo look at the dim sunset outside , straightened his back and said.
Ludvik sighed helplessly: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."
Let Bulow agree, he couldn't help but cough lightly: "Holy Lord, your Majesty ... Just speaking from this doctrine... some things, if they are, they are, if they are not, they are not..."
Ludvik leaned his head against the side of the carriage, yawning and looking out the window.
In the sound of Jean Bulow's chanting, Ludvik's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and just when he was about to fall asleep, his eyes suddenly widened.
"Stop, stop now!"
Jean Blough was still chattering, but was startled by Ludvik's loud shout.
But when he turned his head to look, he found that Ludvik was not listening to him at all. Instead, he stretched his neck and looked outside the carriage.
Let Bullo get closer and saw a group of boys in their early teens outside the carriage, surrounding a dirty little girl in the middle.
There was nothing under the little girl's apron except for one right leg and a crutch. They were thrown back and forth in the hands of these little boys, causing her to sob in frustration.
“What are you doing?”
After seeing Ludwick shouting to stop the carriage, he opened the door and wanted to get out, but Bloo grabbed Ludwick’s clothes. Hem.
He recognized Ludvik's old habit at a glance.
Ludvik held on to the doorframe of the car door: "I'm going to see that kid with a broken leg and drive these little bastards away."
"Then why are you going by yourself?" Jean Blough continued to hold on. Ludwik's clothes, "Why don't you just ask the grooms and armed monks to go, don't waste time." "Is it a waste of time to do justice?"
"Okay, you Justice, I'm humble, okay?" He snorted angrily, and while he was still angry, Blow took away his hand from Ludvik's clothes.
Ludvik jumped off the carriage, picked up a branch, and rushed towards the group of boys: "Get away, get away, you little bastards!"
The armed monks followed vigilantly, holding short-handled chain hammers.
Seeing an adult coming, the group of boys made a noise, lost their crutches and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
Only the little girl with hair as messy as a bird's nest was left in place. She collapsed on the ground, her back to Ludvik, still covering her face and crying.
A flash of care and tenderness flashed across the face of Ludvik, who had always been dignified. He showed a kind smile, knelt down and stroked the little girl's hair.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, the bad guys have been driven away.”
It was okay not to be comforted, but with this comfort, the girl immediately changed from sobbing to wailing.
Hurrying around the girl's thin body, Ludvik held her in his arms: "Okay, okay, stop crying, grandpa will take you to eat..."
路Dweck's comforting words stopped abruptly.
A cold feeling came from his chest. The setting sun behind the mountains in the distance appeared in front of him. The edges of trees, stones, and the earth began to blur.
He lowered his head, and a dagger with green reflection was inserted from his chest and stabbed accurately into his heart.
"You, you are not at all..."
The girl let go of her hand covering her face, and Ludvik finally saw it clearly.
That was not a childish face at all, but instead the face of an adult woman.
This is not a little girl, she is clearly an adult female dwarf!
A ferocious and cunning smile appeared on her withered face, and she was still turning the dagger in her hand vigorously.
"Go away, you despicable lackey of the Holy See!" He pinched her slender wrist, Ludvik roared, and threw her out with his backhand.
The female dwarf was hit hard on the rock, and even bounced up from the impact. A blood arrow spurted out in the air, and then she rolled softly to the ground.
Ludvik still wanted to pursue, but his legs began to weaken, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and he fell to the ground after taking only one step.
"Ludwik! Hey!" Jean Blough squeezed out of the carriage with a clang, and even squeezed the door open.
He was so anxious that he didn't pay attention when he got out of the car, so that he accidentally fell face down and hit the ground.
But as if Blough didn't feel the pain, he picked up his robe and ran to Ludwick's side.
He looked at the little girl and the dagger on Ludvik's chest, and tears fell down: "I told you not to get off the car, don't get off the car, but you insist on getting off, I said What's going on? Am I right?"
Ludwick wanted to shout and struggle, but the strength quickly drained from his strong body.
The toxins blackened the blood vessels. The two monks hurriedly applied holy oil on their foreheads, and the flames of divine magic and blessing fell on Ludvik.
The assassin is well prepared. This toxin will coagulate blood vessels and blood. The toxin can be removed, but the damage caused is irreversible.
"Ludwick, Ludwick, open your eyes and use magic. You, you, you can't die... Ludwick? You, you and Juano are both dead, what should I do? Huh?”
Looking at everything dyed red by the sunset, Ludvik opened his mouth wide and wanted to answer him, but was speechless.
Using the last bit of strength to sit up, he suddenly stretched out his finger towards the north, as if he was stabbing an angry sword into someone's chest.
His whole body was dyed golden by the sunset. For a moment, Bloo was dazzled by him and turned into a golden statue.
Maintaining this posture for about two or three seconds, Ludvik seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength in an instant, and collapsed on the green grass.
"It doesn't have to be the Holy See. They don't dare...Ludvik? Ludvik!"
Blow's body trembled. He gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to touch Ludvik's nose. He probed.
After a few seconds, he bounced up as if he was electrocuted, and then he knelt down weakly on the ground.
Ludvik, with wide eyes, looked at the golden and blue sky.
He has stopped breathing.
(End of this chapter)