The road to the Eternal City was not as simple as Ian imagined, it was not a long journey, they walked for almost a week, and they slept in the wilderness at night, the dark blue night sky rolled thick dark clouds, the dim torches reflected the rolling hills, the trees cast many shadows on the ground, people could only see the places around themselves that could be illuminated by the firelight, and the farther away was a mass of black and dark that looked very scary, and the knights were silently guarding around the carriage, They found a relatively sparsely wooded open space on the plain and set up camp, and the male servants who accompanied them cleaned up the bed and materials for the master neatly to ensure that the master could rest comfortably as much as possible.

"Your Highness." The captain of the escort team respectfully bowed slightly to the young man sitting in the tent, "It's late at night, please rest early, tomorrow we will climb over the Ambrizette Mountains, and then enter the central plain, although the mountains are not high, but considering the dense trees, we are likely to spend the night in the mountains and forests tomorrow." ”

"Yarman, you go and rest too, I'll finish my prayer and go to sleep." In the candlelight, a young man in a white robe smiled and ordered the strong captain of the escort, who sat quietly on the servant's bed, holding a roll of parchment Bibles in his hand, "Keep warm, see if there may be a heavy rain in the evening." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Yarman bowed on one knee with his right hand in his chest.

As the night wore on, there was silence all around, except for the rustling of the wind through the trees.

The guards who stood guard by the fire at night took a nap with their swords, and the dry wood and dead leaves burned in the fire, making a beeping sound.

"Dada-da-"

The sound of horses' hooves from afar was like thunder, waking the weary night watchmen!

"Enemy attack!" The small, brown-haired man jerked his companion awake, his sharp voice piercing the silence of the night, and he ran back and forth as he blew the silver whistle around his neck.

"Your Highness!" The calm guard drew his sword in an instant, and broke into the tent in the center a little rudely, "There are about seven or eight hundred people listening to the voice, and we only have two hundred, please go first!" ”

"Yarman, I'm not leaving!" Under the candlelight, the archbishop, dressed in long white and barefoot, obviously had not rested, he was carefully reading some precious documents, and when he saw his men who broke into the tent, his face did not panic at all, but stood up gently, put on his shoes unhurriedly, and then neatly removed the Damascus knife hanging on the side, "The Lord is with us!" ”

"But......" Yarman's dark brown eyes were full of pain, "Your Highness, listening to the voice of the other side is a well-trained cavalry, although the brothers can fight to the death, but we are too many people to lose. ”

"Yarman, since they are cavalry trekking after us, the only ones who have the courage and ability are the Grivard family, who have always made a desperate bet on the council to destroy the peace of the entire city-state!" Ian's face was majestic and his expression was indescribably soft, but in this slight smile, he had already nailed the Griwald family to the gallows of sin, "I believe we can all live." ”

"Yes, Your Highness!" Yarman's anxious heart calmed down with the man's simple words, and he gave a loud salute to the person in front of him, if he had hesitated to send himself to meet His Highness Archbishop Conti in Fei Leng Emerald before, at this moment he was truly happy to surrender to the person in front of him, and only such a person could be promoted to cardinal at such an age and become one of the candidates for the next pope.

"Does Yarman have the confidence to fight with me?" It was still a common white robe for the Holy See, as clean as a cloud floating in the sky during the day, but when this long, lean man pulled out his Damascus knife, the whole person instantly transformed from a gentle archbishop to a shuddering general.

"Yes!" The stout man shouted.

"For the peace of the city-state, kill!" The layers of dark clouds piled up in mid-air finally rained down after endless rolling, and the rain became heavier and heavier, wetting the man's thin linen clothes, and the thin muscles evenly covered the body, bursting out with amazing power with the neat movements of the master.

"For the peace of the city-state, kill!" Two hundred men stood in the rain on horseback, their expressions cold, their eyes burning at the bishop at the front, as if a fire was burning, and they followed the men's roar as best they could, venting their pre-battle fears and condensing their faith.

"For my lord's sake, kill the rebels!" The pouring rain fell on his body, but Ian felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, he slashed forward, and the dark horse under the seat was also ignited by the enthusiasm of his master, and was neighing excitedly at this time.

"Kill the rebels!"

"Kill the rebels!"

"Kill the rebels!"

The morale-boosting guards lit torches and followed the man in the direction where the horse's hooves came, and in the darkness, the heavy rain extinguished the torches, and only a vague figure could be seen, and Ian rushed to the front, sword in hand. Fighting with a knife, Ian did not hesitate to release the bloodthirsty impulse in his heart at this moment, in order to accumulate more wealth and the development of the family, the entire Conte family loves peace, tries their best to maintain the stability of the city-state, and uses all kinds of means to occupy absolute control for a while, but this does not mean that his heart is really as calm as his appearance, on the contrary, he has a demon hidden in his heart when he is born to hold an important position in the Holy See.

"Look, this is what we've earned in the past two weeks." Ah Zhai held the more than ten gold coins in his hand and spoke proudly.

“…… You're really amazing. Marcus looked at the young man sitting cross-legged on the bed with a smile, his eyes were full of tenderness that he was not aware of, and there was a faint inferiority, the young man in front of him seemed to blow through the city, with the faint fragrance of flowers and grass in March, beautiful as a dream, many times when praying at night, Marcas was secretly praying, hoping that the Lord would forgive him for greed - how he wished that this boy could live by his side forever.

"Give." Ah Zhai generously divided the gold coins into two equal parts, although each one was only a few, but he still felt very happy, to be able to rely on his own strength without the help of the outside world to live, and at the same time to share the fruits of labor with close friends, in fact, it was also a very novel experience for him. Speaking of several lives, except for Zhou Feiyi and Sherlock himself, he has no friends, and Zhou Feiyi can only be said to be more likely, Sherlock is even more treacherous, and now he feels very happy to live with Marcas, although sometimes he does face the tall boy in front of him with the mentality of the elders looking at the juniors.

"Why give it to me?" Marcas only felt that the tip of his nose was sweating urgently, could it be that this elf-like boy was leaving?

“…… Thank you for taking me in these days. Ah Zhai looked at the young man in front of him sincerely, and got in touch with the black cat, although the black cat is now with the beautiful Miss Conte to eat and wear, but he actually wants to return to Ah Zhai quickly, because without face-to-face, he can't hand over the memory of the original owner and the direction of the whole world to Ah Zhai, I'm really worried that the plot will have all kinds of strange changes in the place where I don't know.

"Are you leaving?" Marcus stared anxiously at the person in front of him, not realizing that his hands were already pinched and his knuckles were white.

"I've got to find myself a house, I'm sorry to bother you if I've been living with you." In fact, the most important reason is that Sherlock is preparing to escape from Sophia Conte, you must know that the citizens of Fei Leng Emerald have been very interested in Miss Conte's recent pets in recent times, and they are discussing black cats everywhere they go, especially after the proud Miss Conte refuses to allow other black cats to appear in his sight, so Ah Otaku is very sure that Sherlock's return is definitely a big trouble, and he doesn't want the friends he has made with great difficulty to be involved in this unfortunate incident.

"You can stay here forever." Marcus excitedly shook Ah Zhai's hand, and then as if he realized that he was too eager, the anxious teenager withdrew his hand like an electric shock, his face burning red.

“…… I can see that you don't live alone, and I can't go on like this forever after the dove has been occupying the magpie's nest for so long. For the enthusiasm and kindness of his friend, Ah Zhai felt that his heart was very ironed, and he couldn't help but smile tolerantly, "You also know that I plan to make a picture of the life of Fei Leng Cui like a famous painter in the country where I once lived, and I need a space to prepare in advance." ”

"Actually, there's a little attic upstairs." Marcus rubbed the tip of his nose and stammered a little, but the next moment he suddenly changed color, although he didn't know why his father hadn't come back recently, but when he came back and saw Jin being taken in by himself, Marcas's face instantly turned pale.

"Hey, Marcas, what have you been doing lately? Why can't I find you? While the two were talking, the door was gently pushed open from the outside, and the girl in a light green dress opened her mouth with a smile, she had long flaxen-colored hair, braided into two long braids hanging down on her chest, her skin was fair and ruddy, and there were a few faint freckles on the tip of her nose, which not only did not affect her beauty but gave birth to a little more cute and kind, and when she turned around, Ah Zhai found that the girl was holding a basket of purple lilies in her hand.

“…… Sylvia. Marcus looked at the slim girl in front of him, and then looked at the mansion standing on the side, I don't know why he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and guilty, he muttered for a moment and said, "This is Jin, he came from the far east...... Jin, this is Sylvia. ”

"Hello, Sylvia."