At this time, the ghost made the gods, and my ears suddenly lingered when I was in school, my favorite Mayday "Stubborn", and the familiar melody still brought me the same soul shock and touch......

When I'm different from the world, then make me different......

Persistence for me is to overcome the ......

If I can't do it to myself, if I lie to myself......

Even if you don't forgive, I can't forgive......

The most beautiful wish must be the craziest......

I am my own God where I live......

I clasped my hands with my last stubbornness and never let go......

The next stop is not paradise, even if you are disappointed, you can't despair......

I and my proud stubbornness, I sang loudly in the wind......

This time I'm crazy for myself, just this time me and my stubbornness......

At this moment, I suddenly unloaded the burden I was carrying, and smiled with relief:

There is a providence in the dark, since I live in this life, then let me turn the world upside down here, no matter what kind of storm he will be tomorrow, the demon that binds my growth, you will no longer be able to manipulate my life in the future!

I slammed my thumb down a little, the bull's pupils shrank quickly, and he hesitated not to move, this decision also surprised him, but after a while, the blood spurting out of the neck cavity of Robert Knight stained the bull's resolute half of his face, and the round skull rolled on the ground for a long time before stopping, and the beautiful long chestnut hair, because it was stained with blood and dust, was stirred into a gray color, and the surrounding life instantly quieted down, as if returning to the moment when God created the world!

Everyone's head seemed to have been cut off by me, rolling on the ground, and it was as if I had dropped a terrifying atomic bomb, and the roaring shock wave swept away the mountains and seas, and the remnants of the thoughts stored in the sulcus of the brain.

"Knight Robert is guilty of an unforgivable crime, and in order to maintain the dignity of the feudal lord, I have to behead him, and at the same time warn all the vassals who regard the Earl's decree as if they were dung and disobey, do not follow suit!"

I looked around with burning eyes, stunned or gnashing my teeth, and of course, not far away, the frightened peasants, and the timid merchants poking their heads out of the castle windows, conveying different messages to different people, giving them enough time to reflect on their own clear or implicit meanings.

"Knight Robert died in a glorious battle to defend the glory of the knight, I express my great regret as a feudal king, and will provide a complete set of Venetian carved armor as a burial object, please ask Father Djokovic to preside over Requiem Mass, may God bless Knight Robert who died without regrets, his performance is worthy of the title of warrior!"

After saying this, I bowed my head and reverently drew a cross on my chest, and whispered the holy name, and everyone had to pray along with me, and there was a buzzing low silence around me reciting the Bible.

Back at the castle, Bull, Kohler, Hans, and Counselor all stood silently in the corner, and Father Djokovic sat with his back to me angrily, looking at his expression as if he wanted to kill me, and the attendants on the side did not dare to gasp for fear of catching fire.

Knight Robert's squire had already carried his body to the chapel on the west side of the castle, where it had been cleaned and dressed, while all his relatives had departed with him, and the crowd had slowly left, and the disturbing noise had fallen silent, as if nothing had happened.

"Do you know what you have done, Lord Earl, why don't you follow my advice and go your own way?"

I nodded to the attendants who stood cautiously, and they went to the door and closed it from the outside, leaving only the closest and most trusted descendants in the hall, and Father Djokovic, who slapped the table with his teeth and claws.

"I know what I did, please forgive me for not following your advice, but this is indeed my final decision after careful consideration, and I will not regret it."

I smiled and said to the priest that he turned his head angrily and did not listen to me, and that I must have looked hopeless to him.

"Wait and see! Today's events will be a trigger, and God will not reverse them. ”

"You can still see the irrepressible anger and collusion in the eyes of everyone when they leave, this is a precursor to rebellion, all the knights feel their danger and begin to unite, some will rebel, some will wait and see, but no one will be on your side, because you insulted the dignity of the knight and murdered a respectable and noble knight."

Father Djokovic sat weakly in his chair, as if he had seen me besieged in the castle by his courtiers and surrendered, and the fear of the future made the priest, who had served the Lord since childhood, become nervous, and his tone of voice was a little erratic.

"The Robert family, which originated in Brabant, is related to many local nobles and the nobles of the Low Countries, and even the Capet family, the royal family of France, is also their distant cousin, and there are countless nobles in Germany who are related to them, and if you kill their son, you will be subject to joint revenge, and there will be no knights to support you, what will you use to fight against a large number of enemies?"

"Those stinky new guard hairy kids? Your direct cavalry does not even exceed thirty people, you are too arrogant, my lord! This is a newly canonized territory, and if the foundation is not stable, it will go against the grain, and it is not the way to govern the country! ”

"Soldiers come to block the water and cover the earth, this is the duty of the general."

I took off the long sword hanging from my waist and laid it on the table, untied the leather rope of the guard on my wrist, and said to the priest who stared at me with incredulous eyes:

"I have told His Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the Emperor, how to help them realize their dreams, what kind of country to build, these fresh seeds, planted in a lifeless system of allegiance, and relying on nepotism to the top of the rotten society, it is impossible to bloom brilliant flowers, if this continues, God will send down the same punishment of destruction as the city of Sodom, the so-called not broken, not standing, let today's events become the first step in the long march of thousands of miles!"

"You're such a madman, why didn't I find out?"

Father Djokovic muttered to himself, his eyes wandering away, and he must have complained in his heart that His Majesty the Pope, who had sent him here to assist me, or rather, had suddenly discovered the same madness in the two of us.

"This is called in the Oriental proverb: lead the snake out of the hole, through what happened today, so that those enemies hidden in the shadows can not wait to jump out by themselves, and also save me the trouble to get rid of them one by one in the future, and simply burn the messy wild grass clean."

I noticed the bulls standing in the corner, slowly turning and walking to me, their eyes full of flames, and I knew that the flame of hope in their hearts was ignited by me.

"What I want to build is a society in which there is plenty of food and clothing, and no one will starve to death because of a year's hard work and being sucked clean by the nobles who parasitize on their own flesh and skin, and no one will be unable to display their talents because of their low background, let alone a society in which people bully the market and disregard people's lives.

Father Djokovic stood up and stared at me for a long time as if he didn't know me before he said: "God testify, now I am more sure that you are a madman, but it is a pity that His Holiness the Pope chose to go crazy with you......"

After saying that, he refused Wangcai's support, staggered out of the hall, and disappeared into the dark corridor.

I know that my idea is crazy, in the Middle Ages, when the feudal system was not yet perfected, to build such a whimsical and harmonious country, even if all the traversers together are not crazy to me, but the life of the walking dead has a dream, it is indeed a happy thing.

"It's hard to see how a pop song inspired me to pioneer the Middle Ages, and I wonder if Mayday should pay me for advertising?" I touched my chin, and my head couldn't help but start thinking again.

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A few faint dark clouds drifted in the night sky, like oriental silk trafficked by merchants from the Levant, thin and soft like cicada wings, slowly gathering beside the bright moon like life, obscuring its white and unpretentious light, and then kneading together and churning, and a moment later a light rain began to fall.

"Today could be fifteen! The moon is big and round, just in response to Li Taibai's "Silent Night Thoughts", the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground, is really touching the scene. ”

I stood by the window of the castle, and it was rare to be poetic......

"The white and transparent moon is really like the smooth ...... of Mr. Nagasawa"

Seeing that my thoughts were about to drift away, the corner of my eye swept through the small window of the tower not far away, and there was a faint light shining through it, which I really couldn't find out if I didn't look closely at it on a bright moonlit night.

"I almost forgot about this person, I haven't seen her since I got back to the castle! As time goes by, I wonder if the hatred for me in my heart has dissipated? What a stubborn woman. ”

I shook my head, as if to drive something out of my head: "Let's go there and have a look!" ”

I pushed the door open and said to the attendant standing outside the door.

The corridor leading to the tower is long and dirty, and is basically all the spiral stone steps from "Stranger in the Clock Tower", which never seem to end.

Because there are walls on both sides of the building stones, this small space seems to be extremely cold and damp, and the light from the outside can never shine into the corners of here, so that we have to hold torches and move forward cautiously, there will always be a pair of green eyes in the darkness ghostly appearance, and then a thin gray mouse is not afraid to stop at your feet and stare at you, the eyes reflect the orange-red glimmer of the torch, penetrating your trembling heart, making people feel very weird.

I don't know how long we staggered in the darkness, but at the end of the corridor appeared a small door wrapped in inconspicuous iron sheets, and an elderly gray-haired guard, perhaps suffering from night blindness, was particularly sensitive to vaguely approaching torches, and stopped us from moving on with a spear at a distance.