I Am Louis XIV

  Chapter 103 Dunkirk's City Entry Ceremony (4)

   "Wait a minute," cried D'Artagnan: "this may be used to deceive us."

  Dalamiz clenched Milady's wrist: "But we only got this thing." Then he also thought of a possibility: "Of course, it is also possible that this was pre-arranged by her."

Milady saw through the crack of the door that if she had enough time, she could convince them, but **** she didn't have time, she was full of remorse, and if she didn't want to show off herself in front of the king, then she could just rely on this alone. A credit can also impress His Majesty. Who knew that fate would be so mocking? She had to think about what kind of master she should look for if both the king and the bishop were dead. Prince Condé is still the Duke of Gaston. Unfortunately, the Duke of Gaston is said to be dying soon, and Prince Condé has also become a prisoner of the king—wait for this, so would the Duke of Anjou, who is far away in Paris, not Is a better host?

   Just as she was thinking about it, a huge force pushed her in, and the door closed quickly, with Milady's sinister curse.

   "My uncle has a squire left." Dallamiz said, "I and he went to my uncle."

D'Artagnan nodded. In fact, the guards around the king were divided into several teams. The musketeers, dragoons, and guards were all divided into groups. When they followed the king to Dunkirk for the entrance ceremony, such a man was one of the only people they could trust. "Okay, come back as soon as possible," said d'Artagnan, his eyebrows haunted. Doubtful, but there is no room for slights when it comes to the king's safety.

As soon as D'Artagnan left, D'Artagnan leaned against the window and watched D'Artagnan run quickly across the square, and a few minutes later he ran out of a house with another person, the one. Man was indeed a dependable servant, and he and D'Arames hopped on his horse and rushed out of town in the blink of an eye, D'Artagnan frowned in annoyance, only wishing it was just Milady's trick, the thought of this , he asked his servants to call some soldiers, promising to give each of them an Aegis, in case Milady escaped.

  Milady didn't want to run away. If the king was reminded that he was safe and sound, then Milady was a servant worthy of praise. If the king failed to escape, then there would be chaos here soon.

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Not to mention how anxiously Dallamiz drove in a way that would break his neck if he fell, descending from the white marble floor of St. You can see a cellar with dim oil lamps hanging there. Every church has such a huge cellar, which is not inferior to the buildings on the ground. Sometimes it is the place where priests take refuge, sometimes they store wine and Food is sometimes used as a tomb, and in St. Martin's Basilica, the crypt is used as a last resort, where the bones are hung neatly like a decorative tapestry, from the top to the wall. Have.

But there is not much unpleasant smell here. After all, the bones here have been carefully handled by the priests. Some corpses with muscles and skin can even be said to be peaceful, and they are surrounded by grease, spices and the smell of death. , a fresh corpse was placed on the stone platform.

   "That's him?" asked a priest.

   "A sinner who succumbed to evil desires," said another priest.

"There is an introduction to the potion." The third priest said. When he said this, everyone was looking up. Although the voice from here could not reach above, and the voice from above could not reach below, but They seemed to be able to hear music from heaven: "But are you sure you want to do this?"

   "We can only risk it," said the first priest. "Such a crime for the sake of a kingdom can be forgiven."

This sentence is unusually ironic, because Henry IV, a Huguenot, converted to Catholicism in order to inherit the throne of France, and said that it was worth a mass for a kingdom, and now they are going to kill Kill his grandson and make another of his descendants king. "

   "Will Prince Kongdai be willing to accept it?" said the second priest anxiously.

"Either head down or put on the crown, he'll make the choice," said the last priest, taking a bottle from his cherished bosom, pouring the blood of the newly dead, and almost immediately, The liquid inside boiled.

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When    Dallamiz stepped into the gate of Dunkirk, the ceremony had already entered the link of receiving the Holy Communion.

As the most revered person here, the king should be the first to receive communion. A reckless soldier interrupted the process - Mr. Bishop read the note and was quite disapproving, because as Milady said, someone tried to Poisoning in the King's Communion, it is impossible. For anything the king puts in his mouth will be tested twice or three times, one of which must have been done by the monks of the Inquisition—and at the moment when the king has emerged and is gradually gaining power, the danger to him is greater than that of him. More than ever, so in addition to poison, his enemies will also use curses to complete his assassination.

Those little wafers and wine were served in sterling silver plates and jugs. Dallamiz watched the king receive the sacrament without showing any strangeness. His shoulders, which had been tense all the time, slowly relaxed. , and then the bishop, and the bishop is no problem... Thinking that this may indeed be another deception by Milady to them, Darameiz can't help but flush with anger, but his uncle comforts him that it involves the safety of the king, and then There is no problem with a lot of caution. The king and bishop will never reproach him for his gullibility, but instead reward him.

Standing in the shadows of the side porch of the church, with the wall behind them depicting saints and saints, and before them the hanging drapery, separated from the mass-goers, Darametz was in a hurry to get back to town—perhaps Mi Leddy had already escaped at this time, maybe he just turned around and bumped into a lady, which can be said to be quite rude, but when the mass was not over, whether it was Dalametz's Either the behavior or the lady's behavior was a little out of place. Dallamiz's uncle was about to blame the impatient nephew when he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the lady in the throat!

A scream resounded throughout the church, but not from those who had witnessed Darameez's atrocities - but from the other direction, where Darramiz's uncle immediately took his short-handled musket, watching. When an official suddenly opened his upper and lower jaws to be flush with his forehead, he did not hesitate to shoot the other party's **** mouth, and then he nimbly drew his saber and pierced one. head of the altar.

Kings and bishops are privileged, of course, even if it is communion, their sacrament is clean and non-poisonous, but their enemies have poisoned the sacrament of others from the beginning - those Dunkirk officials With the nobles, they held their throats one by one, stood up, and in a few seconds turned into extremely ferocious and tall monsters, the people around them either also changed, or they were torn apart by them before the change. crack.

  Dallamiz and his uncle ran towards the king and the bishop.

"Ghouls," said Mr. Bishop with disgust. Fortunately, the king was determined to enter Dunkirk with his soldiers instead of useless courtiers this time, so the ghouls were numerous, but they were still there for a while. There was no way to threaten them. "Let's go!" said Mr. Bishop, but the king said, "Go and see the door!"

Dallamiz was a few steps behind his uncle, and as soon as he heard the king's order, he turned to the door of the church, and with just a push, he knew that the door was bolted from the outside, and he turned his head. Come, the king and the bishop knew without saying anything, and he saved the strength of shouting and rushed back to fight side by side with those soldiers.

But whether it's a musketeer like Darameez, or those brave warriors who are advancing on the battlefield, when facing these inhuman monsters, they can't be compared with the monks of the Inquisition. When they see these monsters At that time, their eyes burst into flames of hatred, and as soon as they stretched out their hands, they drew a folded sickle from under their rough linen robes.

The bullets and long swords of muskets cannot stop the gnawing and scratching of these ghouls unless they cut off their heads, but the scythes of the monks are not the same. There was a ghoul divided in two, sometimes head and neck, sometimes half head and half shoulder, sometimes shoulder to chest, or waist - the power that was carried on that scythe Just like sulfuric acid or flames, when the corpses fell to the ground, they would continue to devour them, like countless invisible bugs gnawing at the flesh that began to rot within seconds.

It was the first time Darameez had seen ghouls, and the soldiers had heard of them - they were probably the nightmare of all soldiers, and in the seventeenth century, without medical care and post-war logistics, soldiers were wounded, unless If you have good friends or trusted relatives, you can only wait to die on the battlefield, and when night falls, there will be greedy thieves and ghouls on the dead battlefield. The former can also give you a happy life. Death, but the latter prefers only sentient prey that is powerless to escape, and ghouls are known to devour not only corpses but also young children.

But according to legend, ghouls are only found in graveyards that have not been guarded by the power of the church, and they are not human-made-Mr. Bishop, hiding the king behind him, stares grimly at them, he believes that this Another conspiracy of the enemy.

"Your Majesty," said Mr. Bishop, "don't worry, the people outside will soon notice this place." He looked at the two soldiers who had climbed up the windowsill and smashed the lead-striped parquet and shouted out, but he Immediately he felt the king's hand suddenly clasping his: "Did you smell anything?"

"what…"

   Before Mr. Bishop could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a scorching heat under his feet, and tiny smoke rose from the small black holes on the carpet like the tentacles of a demon.

   The next moment, the ground they were on collapsed without warning.

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Since becoming Louis XIV, Louis has heard the word **** from priests and mothers countless times. Of course, for the believers, there is nothing more terrible than this. People at this time have not put feces or feces. Bodily fluids are regarded as filthy things. When they want to scold someone, they will definitely say to let him go to hell. In countless pictures, there are also scenes of hell, and long ago, he was also more intuitive. People have seen virtual **** scenes on the screen.

   But he's in **** right now.

  Those ghouls are just trying to delay their pace, so that they won't find out that the church's warmth is beyond abnormal so quickly.

All the people in the church, or the ghouls, without exception, fell into a burning cave, accompanied by falling bricks, some were crying, some were crying out to God, and some were People screamed frantically, and all they could see was either gray smoke or golden red flames, everything they could touch was hot, a scarlet scar at the touch—the fuel of the flame was a the bones - the priests handled the bones the way the Egyptians handled their kings, but Dunkirk was never a dry place, so the bones were soaked in grease to embalmed, so they burned At times, like the most expensive and wicked candles, the constant crackling noises—the people who are set on fire by them, or the ghouls, run about in such sounds, seeking help in vain, But there was no water, only fire, and they rolled horribly like a fireball with limbs and a head, then suddenly fell dead and continued to burn.

Louis saw the Bishop of Mazarin fainted beside him, bleeding from his forehead, but still alive, which gave the king a slight sigh of relief, when he heard someone shouting loudly for His Majesty, the voice coming from above, but He only opened his mouth and inhaled a mouthful of hot air and smoke. He immediately closed his mouth, took off the ring from his hand, and threw it towards the faintly visible sky.

   The voice was still shouting, and Louis kept throwing buttons, pins, and finally the cross that Mr. Bishop had hung around his neck.

Because Darameez ran to observe the door of the church, when he turned back, there were many ghouls between him and the king, which almost killed him, but it also saved his life, and the ground collapsed. When he was on the edge, after instinctively backing away from danger, he found the king was gone, so he bravely returned to his place, but he was like facing a blazing furnace, except for fire and smoke He couldn't see anything clearly, so he ran anxiously around the place that looked like the entrance to hell. It was the bright light of the golden cross that caught his attention.

   He knew at a glance that it was the King's Cross.

   (end of this chapter)