At the beginning of July, the weather is getting hotter and hotter.

The funeral of the Marquis of Ivrea, the ruler of the Count of Burgundy, was finally held, due to the rumors that the Marquis had been poisoned by the inner court some time ago, and the charges that Balwyn presented to the Duchy of Burgundy in the name of the vice-chancellor of the court, Ivrea's body was not buried for a long time, because the Duchy of Burgundy sent an envoy to Besançon for examination.

The envoy found clues about the sudden disappearance of the marquis's personal chamberlain and servant, but did not find any evidence of Ivrea's murder, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter day by day, and Ivrea's body could not be allowed to decompose, so the court of the Duchy of Burgundy had to force Ivrea to be buried.

The funeral of the marquis took place in the cathedral of Besançon, and the Duchy of Burgundy sent a cardinal to preside over the funeral of the marquis in person.

After all, it is the ruler of a {marquis} country, and the funeral of Yvreaa is very grand, as the suzerain, the duke of the Duchy of Burgundy sent his younger brother Marquis Erde to lead more than ten counts and viscounts of the duchy to attend the funeral, and the surrounding countries of the Earl of Burgundy, Swabian, Provence, Lombardy, and even the farther South Continent countries sent envoys.

In addition to the nobles of various countries and the counts, viscounts and barons of the Count of Burgundy, the funeral of the Marquis was attended by thousands of ordinary people from all over the country, who gathered in Besançon to pray for the soul of the monarch after hearing the news of the marquis's eternal life.

Ivrea was a competent ruler, and for more than a decade he ruled the Count of Burgundy was indeed a powerful country and a happy populace, with the exception of a little more remote and remote places such as Tignez, most of the provinces and counties of the country were rich in food, prosperous in commerce, and growing in population.

The church bell kept ringing, and the low mourning tone spread throughout Besançon, and the mourners with the holy candle in their hands gathered in the center of the basilica of Besançon, layer by layer, circle by circle, until it was not enough to fill the whole church inside and out, and many who came later could only stand in the square in front of the church and bow their heads in silence for their marquis.

Due to the large number of nobles and commoners who came to attend the funeral of the Marquis in Besançon, the two hundred court guards commanded by the chief of the palace guard, Baron Geoffrey, could not maintain order at all, so the court prime minister had to convene a meeting of important ministers decided to transfer the 300 soldiers of the second regiment of the palace guard infantry regiment to the city with Besançon Church as the center for martial law.

Due to the visit of many great nobles, those who entered the temple for the funeral were strictly searched by the Praetorian Guard, and no one was allowed to enter the temple with a sword or weapon.

However, when everyone inside and outside the church focused on the body of the marquis, who was wrapped in many high-ranking clergy, including Bishop Orlov, no one noticed that there were some loose men in black wearing hoods and holding white holy candles in the crowd, and there were traces of sword grips protruding in their loose robes......

“...... Praise be to our great and beloved Monarch on earth, and may his gods forever bless the land he once ruled and loved, and his soul forever enjoy the joys of heaven. Amen! ”

"Amen ~~~~~~~~~"

With the last prayer of the cardinal of the Duchy of Burgundy, the voices of the people inside and outside the cathedral of Besançon echoed in whispers for the soul of the Marquis of Ivrea, who was about to ascend to heaven.

As one of the seven courtiers of the Count of Burgundy, the Count of Balwyn, together with the Minister of War, the court dà fǎ, and the minister of the seal, stood in front of the temple near the body of the Marquis.

There are no impermeable walls in the world, and Balwyn has already used 10,000 fennig to know the time of the marquis's death, and he also knows the reason why Bernard has been silent since his assassination, and the news of the marquis's death was two full days later than the actual one, and it is not difficult to guess what happened in these two days.

As a result, Balwyn determined that the "Marquis's will" was not Ivrea's intention, and that after the Marquis's funeral, he would leave Besançon with the Imperial Guard and return to the province of Jonah to put into action the long-planned plan.

Still immersed in hostility, Charris, dressed in a gray smock robe and armor, touched Balwin's side.

While looking at the cardinal who had anointed the marquis's body with holy oil, Challus pretended to be careless and whispered in Balwin's ear: "My lord, the disguised guards have noticed something unusual in the crowd, there is a group of black-robed people with weapons hiding in the crowd, these guys are not the other party's guards. ”

Balwin's eyes were still on the place where the Marquis's body was, and he whispered to Challis, "Let the guards clear the way, and we will leave quietly." Balwyn had long sensed a hint of danger in the air of the temple, and although he had chosen the thirty most elite Earl Guards to disguise themselves as civilian guards for the funeral, he still feared being ghosts under the enemy's sword.

"But the funeral isn't over yet~"

Balwin glanced at Bernard, and Bernard also raised his eagle-like cold eyes to glance in Balwin's direction, "I didn't expect Bernard to do something to me here!" Soon, we won't be able to leave after the funeral. ”

Challis nodded, and quietly retreated to the back, and in a moment a dozen young men dressed in linen and coarse cloth civilians began to move, slowly gathering on a path leading to the side door of the temple artificially carved out an invisible "passage", and then straddled and watched vigilantly to the left and right.

Balwin took one last look at the body of the Marquis who was being decorated in the coffin, lowered his head and slowly moved behind him, and soon Balwyn retreated to the door of the temple under the cover of disguised guards, and then he turned around and led Carys and six personal guards around the temple hall towards the back door of the church prepared in advance, the disguised guards stayed in the temple and continued to monitor the group of black-robed people who behaved abnormally, and if the black-robed people pursued, they would use the short knife bǐ shǒu hidden in the inner lining to block them.

"Lord Charis, there's something unusual at the back door! No one answered my code words. A Count's Guard, who had been in front of him, hurried back to the Earl's Chief Guard, Charris.

Charis glanced at the back door of the cathedral at the end of the corridor, nodded to another guard under his command, and saw that the guard ran to a statue of the Virgin in the middle of the corridor, squatted down and removed a floor tile to expose the gap behind the floor tile, the guard reached into the gap, pulled out a cloth bag, ran back with the heavy cloth bag, opened the cloth bag, six or seven unsheathed short swords and page hammer battle axes were exposed, Charis picked up a page hammer and held it in his hand, and the guards also selected the weapons they had in hand and surrounded Balwin.

"Protect Lord Earl until you die in battle!" Challis picked up the hammer and led the charge towards the back door of the church......

In the church sanctuary, the funeral comes to an end.

Ivrea's coffin was carried by eight religious guards and led by the cardinal and a group of bishops towards the Holy Spirit Church, where Ivrea's soul had ascended to heaven and his ** would be stored in the Holy Spirit Church like the previous marquis to be resurrected.

The coffin turned the door and disappeared from the gaze of the crowd, the court prime minister announced the end of the marquis's funeral, and the people began to prepare to leave the temple one after another.

"Marquis, prince, please return to the court, the dinner for the guests is ready." The elderly court prime minister walked up to the Marquise of Ivrea and his son, Robert, with trembling steps, and signaled that the funeral was over and he could return.

The Marquise lifted a mournful face and led the young prince back to the heavily guarded side door.

At the moment when the crowd of people moved, more than a dozen people wearing black burqas and hoods suddenly pulled out their short knives from their burqas, kicked straight away from the crowd and rushed towards the Marquise and the prince Robert.

Bernard was accompanying the Marquise, and he was the first to notice the anomaly in the crowd, and immediately pulled two personal guards to block the Marquise and the young prince with their bodies.

The black-robed man had already stabbed to death several small nobles who were in the way with his short knife, revealing his hideous face under the hood, raising his blood-dripping weapon, and rushing towards the prince Robert with his teeth and claws, and suddenly there was an uproar in the temple, and the nobles who attended the funeral in the temple scattered in all directions.

Seeing that the black-robed man was about to approach the prince, a group of people in brown mourning dresses around Bernard suddenly surrounded the marquise and the prince, and then at some point the group of people had already held the short sword in their hands, and their dark gray half-body armor was exposed under their robes.

The impact of the black-robed man was intercepted by a circle of people who suddenly appeared, and no matter how the black-robed man collided, he didn't move at all, and the short knife in the black-robed man's hand was not as powerful as the short sword held by the group of guys who suddenly appeared, and two or three black-robed people were cut to the ground in one shot.

The black-robed man did not fight, seeing that the assassination failed and the palace guards in sharp armor rushed over, a black-robed man who looked like a leader retreated, and then more than a dozen black-robed people quickly scattered and separated, rushing into the crowd of people who fled outside the hall.

However, everything was like a rehearsal, the black-robed man who tried to blend in with the crowd and flee was instantly recognized by the palace guards who rushed in from outside the palace and fell to the ground on the spot, and only three guys who took off their robes slipped out......

Bernard slowly pushed away an armored guard in front of him, glanced at the several corpses that fell in front of him, a wounded and a large pool of blood, and then looked up at the black-robed man who was pressed to the ground and couldn't move at all, and said loudly: "Quickly torture the black-robed man, I want to find out the real culprit behind the assassination of the marquise and the prince!"

Then Bernard ordered Geoffrey, the chief of the palace guard beside him: "In the name of the Marquise and the prince Robert, the city of Besançon will be immediately put under martial law, and the second regiment of the Praetorian Guard will immediately block all the streets and alleys, and the palace guards will escort the marquise and the prince Robert back to the inner court." ”

Jeffrey's face was silent for a moment, and then he turned to give the order.

After loudly announcing a series of orders, Bernard handed over the Marquise and the prince to the palace guards, and then hurriedly ran to the Marquis of Odo who came from the envoy of the Duchy of Burgundy, and said with a frightened face: "Marquis Erde, someone intends to assassinate the prince, it is no longer safe here, please follow me to the palace for safety."