Chapter 270: Meeting on a Narrow Road
A medium-sized Gothic Catholic church outside the village of Gasdale has been occupied by Peter MacDonald and his men for some time. He discovered the church by accident while being pursued by a security patrol.
After some investigation, he was pleased with the Catholic church called St. John's Church. Therefore, he intended to make the church a permanent stronghold for himself and his people in the Kingdom of England. In order to be able to hide his eyes, he took out some looted gold, silver and jewelry to bribe several Catholic priests living in the church.
The money-hungry clergy believed his fabrication of a lie that even God could be touched, and not only accepted a large bribe from him, but also made him and his people pretend to be monks who had been expelled from the monastery by the county governor, and stayed in the church for a long time to do some cleaning and cleaning work.
The bell striking at the top of the faΓ§ade of St. John's Church told him that it was five o'clock in the morning. Lying on a bed in a priest's room, Peter stared at the stone ceiling while sipping ale, and thought, "Jerome should get paid, right?" β
"How could Jazz have thought of paying off the commission? If we are hired for a while longer, we will be able to grab more treasure and livestock. β
"I really didn't expect that the English would find mercenaries to rob the people of their own county. Grab whatever you want. Not only robbery, but also to go to prison. β
"Why would Sir do that? Isn't he afraid that the king will cut off the heads of him and the county guard? β
"Or... Jazz at odds with the County Sheriff?
At this point, he did not know the fact that his loyal henchman, Jerome, had confessed to the torture where he was hiding. Peter thought that he could get another extra sum of money, and slowly fell asleep again.
Just 1/2 hour after he fell asleep, Francis Swift and 12 blackfriars quietly reached the east-west gate of the church on the left side of the south side. Then, he and his lieutenant Thor each held a dagger and ambushed them on either side of the gate.
Francis nodded at Saul, who was standing opposite, and Saul knocked lightly on the door of the church three times, and said in a voice that was almost pleading: "Father, priest, help me!" I'm going to die! β
Thor spoke aloud twice, then pressed his ear to the wooden door and listened to the sound inside. When he faintly heard a burst of footsteps, he quickly nodded to Francis opposite. Then he pressed his ear to the door and cried out, "Father, help me!" The thieves are coming! β
"Squeak...... Chirping...... With the sound ......of the wooden door opening, a young priest in a monk's uniform and a "St. Peter's" hairstyle on his head had just stepped out of the wooden door, and Francis rushed up and grabbed the other man's monk's robe, put a dagger against the other's jaw, and said, "No sound." β
After discovering the silver mask on the other party's face in amazement, the monk's voice trembled a little and said, "God forbid, what do you want to do?" β
At this time, Isabel Walton, who was investigating the suspicious spot near the church, found a row of low stone houses connected to the north side of the church, and walked alone from the main entrance of the church to the north of the house. When she looked through the pointed windows of the stone walls, she saw several men in monk's robes sleeping in the room.
By the faint light of an oil lamp placed on the table in the room, she took some interest in the wine glasses, wine jars, and plates containing the few leftover animal bones on the table: "Well, it seems that the monks of Westmoreland do not need to fast, nor do they need to sleep on the cold ground, nor do they even have the idea of atonement. β
"Maybe it's a true monk who has been expelled from the monastery, or maybe it's a false monk disguised as a Scottish mercenary."
When she walked to the left side of the window and looked closer from another angle, she noticed that in the darkness under the bed, there seemed to be several weapons with their handles partially exposed. With a light smile, he turned and walked towards the church door.
Francis sneered: "Are there highlanders in the church?" β
The young priest looked at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Jesus Christ hates the mouth of lies, and only by acting honestly can he please him." Therefore, my mouth will tell you that there is none. β
Francis slowly let go of the hand that grabbed the priest: "Well, since your mouth doesn't lie, then you can tell me with your actions." At this point, the priest pointed to the other entrance to the north of the church.
At this moment, Thor, who was standing behind the priest, stepped forward and knocked the priest to the ground with the handle of his dagger. When Isabel came between the two of them, she looked at the priest who had fainted, and Francis pointed to the inside of the church and said, "Your Excellency, the Highlanders should be hiding in the church." β
Isabel looked at the open church door and said, "Go, get in." β
Thor walked outside the gate and immediately summoned a dozen or so blackfriars who were squatting in a nearby cemetery, and followed Isabel into the gloomy interior of the church. Francis whispered beside her, "The priest told me that the Highlanders were hiding behind the front entrance. β
"I know that behind that entrance is the clergy's house, and the Highlanders should still be sleeping."
"That's going to be easy, get rid of them all while they sleep."
"You can keep their leader, and look for the treasure they have looted."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
When the group reached the entrance to the clergy's quarters, Francis asked the blackfriars to enter each room one by one, killing all the sleeping people in the room to sleep. Holding an oil lamp in her left hand and a dagger in her right hand, Isabel walked lightly outside each room, trying to find the leader of the mercenaries. McDonald.
At this moment, Peter, who was lying in the penultimate room, quietly woke up from his dream. When he overheard some slight shattering, some heavy objects falling on the ground, and the sound of mixed footsteps, he suddenly rolled over and jumped out of bed. Crouching down, he took out a sword of the Cross Knight with a scabbard hidden under the bed, and walked towards the door as he pulled the sword from its scabbard.
When he opened the door, he saw a guy with a silver face, dressed in a black monk's uniform and holding a short sword in his right hand, standing outside the door and watching him. Neither of them spoke for a moment, and Peter, who felt the Grim Reaper beside him, took the first step and raised the sword in his hand to the other's chest and stabbed at it.
Isabel suddenly realized that the guy in front of her was the mercenary leader she was looking for. Between the lightning and fire, he instinctively raised the short sword in his right hand to block the knight's sword that stabbed outward. With a click, the jagged left blade of the short sword stuck on the tip of the knight's sword. Immediately after that, he twisted it hard, and the tip of the knight's sword was actually broken by the serrated blade.