Chapter Seventy-Eight: Mythology

Of course, regarding the fact that a king has silently written himself down in a small notebook, the little Count Tang said that there is not much pressure. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

He couldn't be under much pressure, because he didn't know at all, King William couldn't still mail his little book to Earl Tang: "Hey, look, you're on my little book, be careful."

Not to mention that as a murderous conqueror, William was so cute, just in that era there was no postal service. What's more, the newly created Norman dynasty in England is not as stable as Mount Tai.

There are Highland Scots in the north, which has been the border trouble of Rome since 700 years ago, Wales in the west, and the longbow rainstorm makes people shudder, and France in the south, although the king of France did support William to compete for the throne before, but you are now a king, then the Normandy region is a traditional French territory, and you should always return as a king of England, right?

Not to mention that there are still saxon restoration movements in the country, which are like wildfires that cannot be extinguished.

Therefore, King William must devote at least 80 percent of his energy to the struggle against various enemies at home and abroad, and the fantasy of a big grab should only exist in fantasy...... Probably.

And little Count Tang, he still has more energy to devote to a new business, that is, to build a new city!

Of course, the new city is really just a place for more and more merchants to trade, and the arrival of a large number of merchants has brought wealth to Desmond, but it has also brought chaos and squalor.

The small bazaar that used to be in front of the castle was already overwhelmed, and every day was a mess. In addition, the merchants from other places did not experience the 'purity' education of Philip, and it was a habit for them to defecate in the open, even if there were a large number of guards in charge of supervising every day, and if they were found, they would be fined and forced labor, but the number of guards was always limited, and as soon as the guards were not there, the group of merchants immediately reverted to their old ways.

Therefore, Desmond, who had finally begun to become clean, became dirty again, which Count Don absolutely could not tolerate, this was not only a matter of personal perception, but more importantly, a matter of hygiene - so many people gathered together every day, and if they did not rest a little, a plague would break out, and the whole Desmond would be finished!

Therefore, the Count of Don was determined to build a new city, which should be located at least far away from the densely populated area, and there should be a river in the middle, so that nothing would affect it, and the river could also support navigation, although it was certainly not a sea ship that could carry a large number of possibilities in the inland waterway, but even if it was a small boat, it was not comparable to the land route.

"So, is there a place that is not very remote, but there are no people, and it is close to the river?"

At that time, Count Don made this request to his knights, and the knights looked at him directly with foolish eyes, and he was not remote, but also deserted, and by the river, why didn't you ask God? If there is such a place, it should not be developed...... Wait, it seems that there is such a place......

"It is said that there is such a place, the Monastery of St. Laubá, but that was a long time ago, and I can't remember exactly......"

The knight of Alcobar hesitated, and said such an answer, and the surrounding knights immediately changed their faces, and they all turned around in place three times and then spat on the ground fiercely, and even Priest Philip read the Bible twice, and then stopped awkwardly without knowing what to remember.

"Lord Earl, you can't go to that place!"

"Can't go? Why? ”

Count Tang Xiao immediately became interested, it was the first time he saw that these knights who were not afraid of the earth could look like this, and he immediately asked with interest.

"This ...... Lord Earl, there's something you can't say about that place! ”

There was a knight who said this as if something was chasing him from behind his ass.

But as soon as he said this, Count Tang was more interested, what is something that can't be said? There is only one thing that cannot be said in Christendom, and you cannot call your God by the name of the LORD, can there be a God in that place?

"This ...... This ......"

"Alas, Lord Earl, don't embarrass them, that place is very evil, and it is said that there are devils!"

Seeing that a few knights are pushing me and I am pushing you, but they are reluctant to say what is there, Priest Philip sighed, took the initiative to stand up and said, of course, he immediately received the grateful eyes of the knights.

"Devil?!"

Count Tang Xiao was stunned, this is really a big joke in the world, regardless of whether the devil exists or not, this group of knights is so bold that they dare to rob and burn the monastery of Christ, how can they now meet the devil who can't beat Christ and become like this?

The wicked still need to be grinded by the wicked.

Priest Philip euphemistically expressed this meaning, Christ can wait until the final judgment to settle the account, and then you don't know how many years you have been dead, but the devil, that is a model of the present world!

But now that the words have been spoken, there is a priest here--although this priest has decisively taken refuge in the devil of Count Xiao Tang, but isn't it better, everyone is a family, and it is easy to talk, so the knights are relieved to speak boldly.

"That place used to be the Monastery of St. Lauba, but since more than fifty years ago...... More than 50 years ago, right? ”

"Yes, yes, I heard that the monastery was still there when my father was here, and it was more than fifty years."

The knight of Alcobar said, suddenly unable to remember the time, and turned back to the knight behind him, who immediately replied, although the way they calculated the time was quite speechless......

"More than fifty years ago, the Vikings suddenly landed from the sea - we still don't know where they landed from, you must know that it was all mountains, and the Vikings landed without alarming anyone, they robbed the monastery and then killed everyone in the monastery. The corpse of the monastery was found by the peasants who went to deliver vegetables until half a month later, and the most frightening thing happened......"

The knight of Alcoba said, snoring and swallowing his saliva, and the knights around him began to draw crosses on their chests, obviously terrified of the subsequent development, and even the little Count Tang was aroused.

And then the farmer, when he came home, his body began to have red spots, big bags, and then it began to itch very much, and then the farmer died very quickly, and it is said that he died very miserably. Later, I heard that everyone who went to that place, they were cursed by the devil, and none of them were good, and the best one also had red spots on his body, but God forbid, he was a devout believer, and the red spots disappeared quickly, but the ungodly people, the red spots on their bodies became big bags again, and then they also died! No one will dare to go to the Cursed Land after that."

This is too bizarre! Count Don Jr. looked at the Alcoba knight incredulously, what is the red dot on the big bag, and the pious will disappear automatically, and the ungodly will die, do you think this is a mythical story?

Oh, maybe they really think it's a myth.

"It doesn't matter, we have Philip 'Saint' here, and I believe that Philip's 'Saint' power will definitely be able to get rid of these demons through prayer."

Since the knights regard this as a myth, then Count Xiao Tang also regards it as a myth, the myth is good, and we also have a special mythical treasure here!

Priest Philip, who was pushed out by Count Tang Jr., could only laugh helplessly, and then waved at the knights below.

"Anyway, that Saint-Lauba Monastery, where the hell is it?"

"Cork, Swamp."

Note: 'Cork' means swamp in Irish.