Crossing the Continent in the Eighteenth Century

() The wallpaper collapsed, I was a little embarrassed, because I didn't grasp the strength well, I was afraid that the guy would pass out all of a sudden, and I approached him and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Your family should go to hell..." Tears came out, it seemed that it was really painful, but the other party was used to being aggressive and didn't give in because of it, there was a clear sound, I didn't need to look to know what it was I pulled it out and snatched it with my backhand. I raised my hand and inserted the dagger he took out back into his palm...

"what!!!!"

The screams were deafening, and the wounded were further injured. Uh, I didn't mean it. By the time I realized my mistake, it was already too late.

"You will pay the price, I want your whole family to die! My uncle is from the church! He is the bishop! You have offended the Theofano family, and your whole family will have to..." I pushed the guy's head back again He hit the wall, this time he could only make a "gurgling" noise, but the other hand and two feet were struggling, it was really tough enough, grabbed his hair and smashed it back and forth three or two times, The whole world was so clean that only the breathing of two and a half people remained.

"You said that if you offend the Theofano family, my whole family will die. Are you cursing me?" I pulled out my dagger, grabbed the guy by the collar and turned to him. I kindly wiped his eyes away. The blood on the side allowed him to see my appearance clearly, but it took him more than ten seconds to react.

Hearing the sound of footsteps on the stairs on the second floor, I patted his face with the dagger: "Give you some time to figure out how to explain it to me, or to the Theofano family whose name was stolen by you, If the explanation is not good and the reasons are not sufficient, I think you who can say that if you offend the Theofano family, you will have to kill the whole family, you know what that means."

Lifting this thing to the door, I blocked the middle of the corridor, and Alexander came over: "I heard someone screaming just now, is it this guy?"

I nodded: "Brother, take him down and prepare a room. I have something to ask him. Bring the group of monks with you."

"What about you?" Alexander glanced at the room, and then smiled comprehensibly, "Then come here quickly."

"Will do."

When Alexander went downstairs with everyone, I said to the literary girl in the house: "Okay, they all went down. You'd better leave here, go down the stairs on the other side, and go home. I ask you Guaranteed, no matter what you do in the room, that guy won't say anything."

It’s okay if I don’t speak, but as soon as the words came out, the lonely literary girl showed a poignant smile, and two lines of tears couldn’t stop falling down: “Home? I don’t have a home anymore.”

Damn it, the house of a literary girl is so tragic that it happened to be hit by a meteor?I couldn't help looking up and looking out the window. The city was peaceful. There was neither a fire nor a meteor falling from the sky. It seemed that the situation was a bit serious. Could it be that my cheap father issued a house raid order?

The situation is a bit complicated. In fact, today's incident is even more inexplicable. I walked over and saw a faint five-finger red mark on the face of the literary girl.I frowned, and subconsciously stroked the finger marks on it: "Was that guy beating me just now?"

I took out a handkerchief from my pocket, don’t think about it wrongly, handkerchiefs are not something only women can have, we men also need to wipe our noses and sweat, and people like Morris often use them to pick up their noses, anyway, handkerchiefs these days There are so many functions, I always have one or two on my body.

Just as she was about to hand it out, she heard the literary girl say, "It was my father who beat me."

My arm froze, and that was a family affair.

"He doesn't want me anymore." The teary-eyed literary girl looked at me desperately.

I moved my lips: "I think that's just angry words."

"No, I know he is really angry this time, he has never hit me before, but he really hit me this time, he really doesn't want me anymore!!!" the literary girl cried Crying, she squatted on the ground, hugging her folded legs tightly with both hands, tears streaming down more and more.

I also squatted down, looking at the endless tears, I couldn't help laughing, well, although it would appear that I have no sympathy, I couldn't help it: "We met on the first day. You cried a lot when you were there. Are you always crying so much?"

"Yeah, I'm a crybaby! You're satisfied!"

The literary girl's tears were much less. I reached out and brushed the corners of her eyes, and seeing the tears soaked into the gloves, I said: "If your father really doesn't want you, are you interested in applying for a position in the army? Look, You can cry so much, I think you are fully qualified for the position of private water supply officer. One day if the army is short of water, I will make you cry, so everyone will have water to drink? How about it, do you want to do it, private water supply officer , that is a promising official position. Girl, I am very optimistic about you!"

Penny Weiss froze for a moment, she reached out her hand to touch the tears on her face, eye shadow and makeup powder immediately made her face colorful, she said angrily: "You are making fun of me!!! I will bite you to death !"

Do all women bite with their hands?

It seems that only a girl named Literary and Art can do this. She rushed over with her teeth and claws, and then I was thrown down.

And then?

She didn't move at all, she sat on me, she didn't move, she didn't move, you must know that attacking the royal family is a serious crime, and of course arranging the royal family is also a serious crime, and it seems that the only way to treat the royal family as a meat stool is to perform the position of female superior. will sin.

"Wipe." I raised my hand and shook the handkerchief in my hand. Penny Weiss hesitated for a few seconds before grabbing the handkerchief and quickly wiped it off his face, "After wiping, you can wake me up now." .”

"Thanks, I'm freaking out." She blushed and stepped back, and I said, "If there's nothing else, you stay here."

"But the church!"

"Church? You forgot, the Bible admits one thing, that which belongs to Caesar belongs to Caesar, and what belongs to God belongs to God..."

"Help Frederick! Frederick is innocent! He was taken away voluntarily for us!"

On the first floor, the guards guarded all the entrances and exits, and someone led the noble ladies to a further place.The priests were divided into two groups and stayed in two different rooms. The group of priests who fought with us now huddled in a corner tremblingly. man.

The wound on his palm had been bandaged. When we walked in, we were guarded by two guards. His legs were tied to the legs of a chair. Sitting on it, his eyes rolled around, and he seemed restless.

After closing the wooden door, I walked up to that guy, took out his dagger and knocked on the chair: "Have you already thought about it?"

He swallowed, and spoke with a leaky voice: "Yes, Your Highness."

"Then, tell me how you came up with the idea of ​​coercing that Miss Jimiski to become your woman through the affair." I stood behind him, and the feeling of being sharp must be very uncomfortable.

"No, Your Highness, you misunderstood! I just want to teach and intimidate that stupid woman! It's her! She is the one you should punish! I accidentally found out that they wrote a novel through the members of their club! Did you know that the novel, about Satan stopping Jesus Christ, is actually slandering you! The Satan in the book has all the characteristics of you, white robe, black hair, gray eyes! They even compared you to Satan , This is simply a heinous crime!" The man on the chair made an impassioned statement, his loyalty was a lesson from heaven and earth.

"So just because, the Satan in that book is wearing a white robe, has black hair and gray eyes, and you are furious? For me, go find your uncle and join the metropolitan of a diocese to seize it** ? Arrest people?" I followed his words and asked back.

"Yes! That's it!!"

I walked around to his right side and asked, "Your Excellency, I don't think you noticed my second question at the beginning, do you need me to repeat it?"

"You...your second question...what did you ask?"

I grabbed his good right arm and thrust the dagger into my palm, "Ah!" A long and loud scream echoed in the room immediately, two guards hurriedly held him down, and I pulled out the dagger .

"Brother, it's written on my forehead that I'm a ****?" I turned around and asked Alexander.

"No." Alexander shook his head.

I took out my handkerchief and wiped the blood off the dagger, wondering: "Then why did he lie to me?"

Alexander thought for a while and said, "Why don't you open a few more holes for him, anyway, the guards here are all proficient in first aid, so they can't kill him."

"I'll give you another chance." I squatted down in front of that guy, pressed my palm on the handle of the dagger, and the tip of the dagger was on his thigh, and slowly punctured his pants, as long as I exerted enough force, it would pierce his thigh , I enjoy it very much, the horror that his heart is about to pop out of his throat, "Who came up with the idea? Your idea?"

"It's not me, it's not my idea! It's not my idea! Your Highness, I just thought about that woman and her lover, and I happened to know that they wrote a book that might be banned! I made this matter Talked to a few friends who usually play very well, it was him! He brought the whole plan to me the next day! Everything is him!!!”

The man yelled, the foam almost splashed my face...

"It's really disappointing. I thought you were a talent at first, but I didn't expect it to be someone else who made a small conspiracy look as pleasing as a beautiful landscape painting, and you will also move a picture Literal." Disappointed, so disappointed, I thought I had met a talent, and was wondering if it was possible to take it for my own use, even if I couldn't take it for my own use, before killing him, I could talk to him about life and Ideal for the future.

"However, Your Highness, it is true that those noble ladies used this book to slander you! If it is not true, how could it be such a coincidence that Satan in the book used your appearance to write about the characteristics of your usual attire, and so Coincidentally, it is called the winner! In the book, every time Satan appears on the stage, he fails. I think this is the prelude to their father’s rebellion! This must have a similar meaning! Your Highness!!! I am your supporter! I am loyal At Ceofano's house!!!"