But the young and vigorous Albrecht knew that he was drunk and disorderly, and he poked a large basket and gave the nun a small sum of money, and there was not much money to withdraw from the camp, so Albrecht gave the nun his gold pendant with sapphires and some broken gold. Until the end of the Hussite War, the nun did not go to Albrecht, and a few years after giving birth to a girl, the nun died of a cold. ”

"If this story ...... You heard it from your mother's mouth, so you can't confirm its authenticity, can you? The information that Kalujie revealed was quite unbelievable to John. The drama is no less than John picking up a coin from the sea that Muhammad threw on the other side of the Aegean Sea, "Albrecht has also been killed in battle with the infidels, and even if this story is true, we will not be able to verify anything that could have belonged to you......"

"You think I haven't been to the Golden Palace in the Hofburg in Vienna?"

When Kalujie turned her head, her eyes were already drenched in tears, but she still had a smile on her face that never seemed to fade. When such a long-hidden pain, which was born from her own heart and exploded in an instant, Kalujie didn't know how to express her current emotions.

"Although my mother confessed to the priest after that night that she was no longer fit to serve the Church, and taught me three or four times after I was born not to disturb Albrecht, I ended up in a gypsy convertible."

Every time Kalujie mentioned this name, she was somewhat disdainful, always with the same look as John, who had just doubted herself.

"It was not easy to meet the noble Albrecht, especially since I was no different from a tramp at that time, but perhaps unintentionally, perhaps intentionally, and the pendant Albrecht gave at that time proved my identity. If I hadn't seen Albrecht with my own eyes, do you think I would tell you like a madman that I was the illegitimate daughter of a deceased king? My dear His Majesty John? ”

"Ahem...... It's not that I don't believe you...... Miss Carujie, go on. ”

Albrecht didn't show much remorse at all, but he was willing to give me some compensation. He told me in a perfunctory tone at the time that he had prepared a name for me. Veronica Louzehi von Habsburg. Listen, what a sarcasm......" Callucht leaned against the corner of the table, her tone gradually falling into silence, "Albrecht said that he was willing to adopt me, that he would like to build me a manor house in the busiest street of Vienna. But what's the point? Fortunately...... Before I could leave Vienna with the caravan, news of Albrecht came from Nesmeri in Hungary. All right...... All right...... Hilaea followed my mother to heaven, and Veronica followed my father to hell. There was only one Carujie left, alone...... One person ......"

"So, even Kalujie ...... Nor is it your original name? ”

"Your Highness Sophia, my name is Kalujie now." After Kalujie put down the handkerchief for the second time, there were no tears in her eyes, and it was not difficult for her to restrain her emotions, but the atmosphere of the whole room had become detached sadness.

It seemed that the long silence made Carujie feel a little uneasy, so she covered her lips with trembling and laughed: "Your Majesty, little master, how did I make up this story?" Isn't it touching? You can just watch and give this reward! ”

"Why did you come to the village of Bijes......

"Because the Universal Gate is an undefended wall to the gypsy convertible, I get tired of walking here, and I don't want to wander anymore. The scenery here is good, the people are good, so I stayed. Rum and Cold Hook, born of the heat of alcohol, but bruised by barbs, are made for a frustrated wandering gypsy girl. ”

"I want to hear the truth."

"Your Majesty, your curiosity is hard to satisfy." Kalujie breathed a sigh of relief, she had no pursuit of any false wealth or inheritance, otherwise she would have accepted Albrecht's gift in the first place, and the whole world knew her identity as an illegitimate daughter, and perhaps there was a possibility of joining the fight while Bohemia was in turmoil.

"The truth is that Frederick III expelled me, and the Gypsy tribe where I had lodged was also expelled from Vienna because I was also expelled from Vienna, and I was not related to them by blood, and it was a trivial decision to expel me from the tribe. Now that I am homeless, and since the Empire has some subsidies for immigrants, why don't I come to the Empire to make a living? ”

"Frederick III expelled you?" Sophia wondered.

"He can put my brother under house arrest, why can't he expel me? It's just that he can't blatantly expel Laszlo V and Elizabeth. Otherwise, do you think the mother and son will be able to stay well in the Hofburg Palace? ”

The conversation followed the rhythm of Kalujie, and it went on without pain. When Sophia gradually became sleepy, Kalujie patted the corner of her skirt and stood up from the chair: "Little master, you should have a good rest, you should go to Combrine tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, eh?" Tonight, when I tell you two stories, you can keep them in your heart or just forget them as jokes. I never thought of fighting with the real dignitaries for anything, little sir, just let me live well in this Bijes village. ”

She dragged the corners of her skirt and was about to open the door to leave, but was stopped by John.

"Miss Carujie, I hope you don't leave the village of Biyes at night and fly away." John lowered his head and did not look at Carujie. Instinctively, he guessed the woman's thoughts, "You are accustomed to wandering with gypsy caravans, and you are a natural performer, and you say that you will live permanently in the village of Bijes, and I am a little reluctant to believe it." Do you think that our chance visit to Rum and Cold Hook has disrupted your peaceful life. ”

"Then I am leaving the village of Bies, I am a poor, storyteller wanderer, you are the future emperor of the Roman Empire, little lord, what can we have in common with each other except for small talk like tonight." Kalujie also kept her hands on the knocker, but she didn't look back.

"What if I invite you to Gombrigne?"

It wasn't John who said this, but Sophia, who was drinking milk.

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