Chapter 236 In the Tall Grass
Frankly, Kraft is even a little grateful to the person who called him out.
Looking at the order of meal sharing, the portion of "Pursue the Truth" that was placed on the plate in front of him was definitely not small.
As a key subject of care, if you don't eat then you will be sorry for the host's hospitality, and if you eat one bite, you will really be sorry for your own digestive tract.
At this time when there is no balance between inside and outside, it is God’s blessing that someone happens to be willing to take the initiative to give an excuse to leave the meeting.
If the person who came to the door was not wearing a wet hooded robe and looked like a Nazgul who had just gotten off work from Sauron, I believe the professor would be more happy to see them.
Frances watched with some uneasiness as the two parties exchanged some inhumane words in low voices, and was worried that they would start fighting on the spot. After all, the Inquisition and the Medical School never had a harmonious relationship.
If the person hadn't repeatedly stated that she had no ill intentions and had an extremely tough attitude, she might not have let these dripping guys set foot on the carpet in the house.
In this era where religious inquisition has been out of fashion for many years, even if they are convinced that the owner has committed blasphemous acts, they rarely ask to enter the private property of a nobleman unless necessary.
This could easily be mistaken as a provocation to the entire group, but it may not be a misunderstanding.
In order not to cause trouble, the owner of the manor decided to let them finish talking, but if there was a slight tendency that something was wrong, they would be separated in time.
However, the situation was unexpectedly harmonious. The professor stood by the half-open corridor window and communicated with them for a moment. He seemed to have received some important information and nodded clearly.
It was windy and rainy outside the window, and the electric light flashing through the clouds illuminated the body next to the window with a dazzling white color, and the shadow suddenly stretched to the wall on the other side.
The ensuing thunder obscured the conversation and it was impossible to make out what they were saying.
The exchange only lasted for a short while. The people in the Tribunal had no intention of leaving, but stood there waiting.
"Thank you for today's reception. If it's convenient, we can talk about cooperation in detail next week." Kraft quickly walked back to Frances and explained the situation apologetically but irreversibly, "I'm afraid I have to ask you for help tonight. Take care of my people.”
"Of course." Francis was stunned for a moment. After re-identifying whether there was any ambiguity, he confirmed that the professor meant to go out at night when it was raining heavily. "You must know that this is very dangerous. It is best to wait until tomorrow morning before setting off. .”
"I once had an uncle who loved hunting. He also broke his leg while riding a horse on a rainy day. He has been having trouble walking ever since. Those roads are not as friendly as usual when it is wet, especially at night."
"If you have any difficulties, we can help."
She almost had "We will send these plague gods away for you" written all over her face. It's not like any archbishop will die in heaven if he doesn't get treatment tonight. Why should he be so anxious?
"It's a little personal matter that can't wait until tomorrow morning. If anyone else asks, please explain to me that you are going to solve some urgent matter related to someone's life." Kraft began to sort out his belongings. When he went out today, he never considered whether he could go to Greece. There is an emergency in Guojia Manor.
Fortunately, I haven't lost the habit of carrying a sword with me, and I don't wear party clothes that would hinder my activities.
"I need a cloak to protect me from the rain, a lamp, and a horse that knows the way."
"If you insist, that's no problem, but won't your entourage go with you?" Frances blinked and asked.
"Of course not. His riding skills will only give me one more fracture patient. It's better to stay here and take care of Yvonne. They get along well."
Kupu's riding skills were developed after becoming a retinue, and were limited to those who knew how to ride. Taking him with him on a rainy night when visibility and road conditions were a mess was not good for everyone's safety.
While the servants were preparing things, Kraft rushed back to the hall to give a brief explanation, then took the coat and went to the stable, where he took over what was said to be the most stable horse here.
At the main entrance of the manor, the "Nazgul" team was already waiting for him. Their figures, all covered in black robes, naturally exuded an aura of unkindness that no one should approach, so the guards were frightened to keep a distance from them.
When they saw people coming, they spread out to give up their positions in the middle of the team, turned on their lanterns, and led the participants into the rain.
The impression of the suburbs at night is completely different from that of the day. It can even be said to be completely reversed.
Those inviting and quiet greens show a cold and mysterious side. The artificial forests are connected into a dark entity that is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality. They force the road to twist and turn, and you almost hit it if you are not careful. The riders who came to pick up Kraft were obviously experienced riders. They controlled the speed consciously. The leader's lantern in front was shaking precariously in the wind and rain, always providing general direction guidance for the rear.
The distance between the teams was wider than usual, leaving a large buffer space to prevent one person from making a mistake and causing everyone behind to suffer.
Such a situation is also difficult for Kraft. Unless there is an extremely urgent situation, no one will choose to go out on horseback at this time. Even if he trusts his riding skills, there is no guarantee that the horse will not slip.
After experiencing several sudden changes in the anti-human difficulty that I didn't even notice during the day, those annoying trees were left behind.
Just when he was relieved, he found that he was facing a turbulent road.
Without the obstruction of trees, the power of the wind became apparent, and the tall grass reaching waist level and even chest level was swaying in the turbulent air currents carrying rain.
As if they had gained mobility, they twitched wildly and pounced on horses and riders, blurring the boundaries of the road.
You can feel wet, sharp-edged things being whipped and tangled through the fabric, undulating and swaying in clusters, passing between the running hooves.
The rain blurred the vision, or it was not wide in the first place. I could only see a limited part of the road on the side where the lamp was hung, and the lights of my companions in front. I used my imagination to fill in the rest.
The sky in the far distance suddenly lit up with electric light, which fleetingly outlined the irregular edges of the thick clouds, briefly illuminating their surroundings and showing a frightening sight.
Endless, dancing tall grass, curtains of water connected to low clouds, and ruins and ravines that crisscross the wilderness like sharp weapon scars.
Rolling thunder exploded as the afterimage of lightning faded from my retinas. One could hear the neighing mixed with the rumbling sound. The four-legged animal carrying them was trembling slightly due to panic or hypothermia, and its mane was full of water and fell down.
The team like scattered beads moved forward hard under the power of nature.
In another flash of cloud charge friction, a targeted malice reveals anomalies in a certain direction to the intuitive.
Kraft looked to the front of the team based on experience. Covered by the drastic change in brightness, a very small area of pale light lit up among the turbulent grass blades.
Logically speaking, such a dim, small-scale light would have no chance of being noticed. The most observant person would have to wait until the light faded and the horse had traveled a good distance before they became suspicious.
But in the eyes of those who pay attention, it is a violation that cannot be ignored.
The eclipsed glow that does not belong to anything in this world is held in the palm of a low, rugged silhouette.
At the same time, the sense of malice and indescribable sharp danger appeared and stretched, stretching directly in front of the team.
"Stop!" Experience put an end to Kraft's thoughts of continuing to hesitate and guess. He yelled a warning with all his strength and pulled the reins to slow down.
The sound penetrated the rain curtain and reached everyone's ears, and the thunder swallowed up the questions that sounded before and after.
But what they saw gave them the answer to their current situation:
The monk at the front, who was also the least likely to hear the warning, reacted belatedly. The wet road surface and inertia sent him forward a little further before he slowly stopped. Then he froze in place and made no further moves.
His lantern fell into the muddy water, and the moment before it went out, those behind him could see a very strange back figure.
Taking the height of the chest and abdomen as the boundary, along an invisible diagonal line, the rider's body creates a flat dislocation that looks extremely unreal.
Like an ice cube cut by an extremely sharp blade, the upper part detached and slid to one side under the influence of gravity.
Eryang worked for two days despite being sick, but he still got better.
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(End of chapter)