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Chapter 284 Assassination
Chapter 284 Assassination
Right now, the royal guards were able to withstand the onslaught of the thugs, and it was Remedios who gave orders as the queen, ordering the nobles who had received knight training to put on the armor used for grand ceremonies in the cathedral, walk out of the gate and The guards met the enemy together.
Remedios's words were unquestionable, her actions swift and decisive.
Nevertheless, the pagans' offensive was like a tidal wave, wave after wave. Through the doors and windows, the old, weak, women and children in the church could see the royal guards and nobles constantly being forced back.
The true believers in the church gradually fell into a desperate situation, and even the monks who stayed in the church all year round and prayed for countless masses fell to their knees in fear, praying for God's blessing
Remedios looked around all this sharply.
Jane stood by her side.
The queen and Jane ordered: "There is no escape, we are here to pray, and we can only pray."
Jane's complexion was the same as usual, she didn't seem to be afraid of the imminent death.
Rather than saying that she is not afraid, it is better to say that Jane believes that the Lord has given her a mission, and now, the mission is far from being completed, and it is not time for her to die.
As the heir to the monastery, Jane knows how to call on true believers better than ordinary monks.
Jane walked to the edge of the altar, she called out to everyone, and then quoted scriptures to calm everyone's emotions.
Under her contagious and faith-filled voice, the old, weak, women and children in the cathedral reunited. They quieted down, and looked up at the nuns and Queen Reme with uneasy faces on each other's faces. Daisy.
In the cathedral, a child had a fever and wept in panic. His mother hugged him tightly, his facial features crowded together, weeping silently, praying for the Lord's care in a low voice.
One by one, the royal guard fell to the hands of the pagans, leaving blood pools. They sacrificed their lives for the cathedral, but they were powerless to stop the pagans from advancing.
The pagans closed their steps, and their hateful shouts were heard in the cathedral, echoing, making everyone's heart tremble.
"God's will!"
"Judgment! Judgment! Throw true believers into hell!"
"The King of Kings commands us to destroy the Church of the Foolish!"
Those voices made everyone feel that once the heretics broke into the church, what kind of tragedy it would be.
Panicked and trembling. No words can fully describe how terrified everyone is.
Remedios turned her back to them, facing the icon in the cathedral.
They looked at the holy image suddenly, and the face of the holy image appeared in the field of vision, giving this group of helpless people a glimmer of hope. Even the golden and emerald dome was just reflecting the image of the holy image.
Jane rang the holy bell and lit the candles. The crisp sound made everyone find some peace.
Kneeling in front of the icon, Remedios folded her hands and began to chant the scriptures aloud.
"Blessed are the humble people, because the kingdom of heaven is theirs."
Remedios recited.
The fearful foehn shattered the anger of the crowd, but the sound of devout prayers pried open the door of faith.
When the sound of a scripture fell, everyone lowered their heads one after another. They put their hands together and recited in unison.
"Blessed are the humble people, because the kingdom of heaven is theirs."
"Blessed are the meek, for they shall be filled."
Remedios then led the way.
Everyone recalled the tranquility, and they no longer looked back, even though the blood was approaching step by step.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy."
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God."
Remedios recited the scriptures gently and steadily.
Prayer in the midst of war is such peace and tranquility.
In the eyes of unbelievers and pagans, this prayer in the flames of war is a kind of illusory paralysis to oneself, a kind of self-made promise, which cannot reverse the ending of imminent death.
However, what else can a person do when death is approaching like a storm and overwhelming him?
But doing nothing is also sad.
Even illusory paralysis can at least call out the comfort of the soul before death.
This is an idea that exists deep in everyone's heart.
"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall become children of God,"
Remedios led the crowd in prayer.
"Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven"
The queen deliberately left the scriptures that are the most comforting to the spirit at the end.
It was also her favorite sentence. During the days when Vinakana's legs lost consciousness, the queen often found comfort from this gentle sentence.
Remedios said softly:
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted."
Everyone was pouring out their ears, their hands were tightly clasped, their shoulders trembling with each other, and they recited word by word.
The rioting pagans are approaching the church. Their lives are at stake. Perhaps after the candles are burned out, the pagans will put their knives on their necks and take away one life after another. The spiritual symbol of this holy city, It will be stained with the blood of true believers.
Those who suffer from fear,
All are not, as the scriptures say, those who mourn.
so.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted."
After the prayer was heard, the crowd did not raise their heads, but still clasped their hands together and closed their eyes tightly.
The minds of the people were stabilized in prayer. Although they were still restless and fearful, they still worked hard to find peace of mind.
There was a woman whose appearance seemed to be a mixture of Yavin and Ledon. At some point, the woman stood up and approached Remedios step by step.
In her rough palm, she held a sharp dagger.
There are hundreds of true believers in the Ring Cathedral, and it is not difficult for her to pretend to be a true believer to mix in.
"We will all meet God's predestined arrangement!"
The woman chanted in a low voice, her eyes filled with hatred for the Queen of the True Religion.
She stepped forward quickly, almost flying, the woman's face was ferocious, and the dagger stabbed straight at the queen's back, where there was no defense.
Jane on the side of the altar saw this scene, and the nuns leaned forward, shouting in panic.
All the people turned their heads away one after another. They watched this scene in panic, screaming one after another, and people nearby jumped up, trying to stop the woman who assassinated the queen.
But it's too late.
When Remedios turned her head, her pupils widened in panic, her body's instincts made her freeze in place, unable to move.
The sharp blade of the dagger whizzed towards Remedios' heart.
exactly at this time
Vinakana was attracted by the prayer after prayer, and she walked into the hall of the church without knowing it.
(End of this chapter)
Right now, the royal guards were able to withstand the onslaught of the thugs, and it was Remedios who gave orders as the queen, ordering the nobles who had received knight training to put on the armor used for grand ceremonies in the cathedral, walk out of the gate and The guards met the enemy together.
Remedios's words were unquestionable, her actions swift and decisive.
Nevertheless, the pagans' offensive was like a tidal wave, wave after wave. Through the doors and windows, the old, weak, women and children in the church could see the royal guards and nobles constantly being forced back.
The true believers in the church gradually fell into a desperate situation, and even the monks who stayed in the church all year round and prayed for countless masses fell to their knees in fear, praying for God's blessing
Remedios looked around all this sharply.
Jane stood by her side.
The queen and Jane ordered: "There is no escape, we are here to pray, and we can only pray."
Jane's complexion was the same as usual, she didn't seem to be afraid of the imminent death.
Rather than saying that she is not afraid, it is better to say that Jane believes that the Lord has given her a mission, and now, the mission is far from being completed, and it is not time for her to die.
As the heir to the monastery, Jane knows how to call on true believers better than ordinary monks.
Jane walked to the edge of the altar, she called out to everyone, and then quoted scriptures to calm everyone's emotions.
Under her contagious and faith-filled voice, the old, weak, women and children in the cathedral reunited. They quieted down, and looked up at the nuns and Queen Reme with uneasy faces on each other's faces. Daisy.
In the cathedral, a child had a fever and wept in panic. His mother hugged him tightly, his facial features crowded together, weeping silently, praying for the Lord's care in a low voice.
One by one, the royal guard fell to the hands of the pagans, leaving blood pools. They sacrificed their lives for the cathedral, but they were powerless to stop the pagans from advancing.
The pagans closed their steps, and their hateful shouts were heard in the cathedral, echoing, making everyone's heart tremble.
"God's will!"
"Judgment! Judgment! Throw true believers into hell!"
"The King of Kings commands us to destroy the Church of the Foolish!"
Those voices made everyone feel that once the heretics broke into the church, what kind of tragedy it would be.
Panicked and trembling. No words can fully describe how terrified everyone is.
Remedios turned her back to them, facing the icon in the cathedral.
They looked at the holy image suddenly, and the face of the holy image appeared in the field of vision, giving this group of helpless people a glimmer of hope. Even the golden and emerald dome was just reflecting the image of the holy image.
Jane rang the holy bell and lit the candles. The crisp sound made everyone find some peace.
Kneeling in front of the icon, Remedios folded her hands and began to chant the scriptures aloud.
"Blessed are the humble people, because the kingdom of heaven is theirs."
Remedios recited.
The fearful foehn shattered the anger of the crowd, but the sound of devout prayers pried open the door of faith.
When the sound of a scripture fell, everyone lowered their heads one after another. They put their hands together and recited in unison.
"Blessed are the humble people, because the kingdom of heaven is theirs."
"Blessed are the meek, for they shall be filled."
Remedios then led the way.
Everyone recalled the tranquility, and they no longer looked back, even though the blood was approaching step by step.
"Blessed are the merciful, for they shall receive mercy."
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God."
Remedios recited the scriptures gently and steadily.
Prayer in the midst of war is such peace and tranquility.
In the eyes of unbelievers and pagans, this prayer in the flames of war is a kind of illusory paralysis to oneself, a kind of self-made promise, which cannot reverse the ending of imminent death.
However, what else can a person do when death is approaching like a storm and overwhelming him?
But doing nothing is also sad.
Even illusory paralysis can at least call out the comfort of the soul before death.
This is an idea that exists deep in everyone's heart.
"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall become children of God,"
Remedios led the crowd in prayer.
"Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness' sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven"
The queen deliberately left the scriptures that are the most comforting to the spirit at the end.
It was also her favorite sentence. During the days when Vinakana's legs lost consciousness, the queen often found comfort from this gentle sentence.
Remedios said softly:
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted."
Everyone was pouring out their ears, their hands were tightly clasped, their shoulders trembling with each other, and they recited word by word.
The rioting pagans are approaching the church. Their lives are at stake. Perhaps after the candles are burned out, the pagans will put their knives on their necks and take away one life after another. The spiritual symbol of this holy city, It will be stained with the blood of true believers.
Those who suffer from fear,
All are not, as the scriptures say, those who mourn.
so.
"Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted."
After the prayer was heard, the crowd did not raise their heads, but still clasped their hands together and closed their eyes tightly.
The minds of the people were stabilized in prayer. Although they were still restless and fearful, they still worked hard to find peace of mind.
There was a woman whose appearance seemed to be a mixture of Yavin and Ledon. At some point, the woman stood up and approached Remedios step by step.
In her rough palm, she held a sharp dagger.
There are hundreds of true believers in the Ring Cathedral, and it is not difficult for her to pretend to be a true believer to mix in.
"We will all meet God's predestined arrangement!"
The woman chanted in a low voice, her eyes filled with hatred for the Queen of the True Religion.
She stepped forward quickly, almost flying, the woman's face was ferocious, and the dagger stabbed straight at the queen's back, where there was no defense.
Jane on the side of the altar saw this scene, and the nuns leaned forward, shouting in panic.
All the people turned their heads away one after another. They watched this scene in panic, screaming one after another, and people nearby jumped up, trying to stop the woman who assassinated the queen.
But it's too late.
When Remedios turned her head, her pupils widened in panic, her body's instincts made her freeze in place, unable to move.
The sharp blade of the dagger whizzed towards Remedios' heart.
exactly at this time
Vinakana was attracted by the prayer after prayer, and she walked into the hall of the church without knowing it.
(End of this chapter)
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