There is a hollow carved wooden door in the prayer room at the shēn area, and through the cracks in the period, you can vaguely see the sunlight penetrating the stained glass windows and spreading colorful light and shadow on the ground. Almost every church has a stained glass portrait, and Father Eugen's church is no exception, with a middle-aged man with a brown-red beard with a circle of light on his head, looking down on the church hall with a compassionate and compassionate gaze.

The air around me was filled with a faint scent of moist roses, presumably due to the holy water of roses. Han Xing took a deep breath, there was a quiet atmosphere here, giving people a sense of peace, as if he had found his destined home.

"Roy, Roy!" Han Xing walked out of the small prayer room, and then gently slammed on the door of the prayer room next door. Although Roy came back earlier than himself, given the 1:10 speed of time in the Infinite World and other worlds, even if Roy returned to space immediately after Sir Hansen and Ali, he would not have appeared here much earlier than himself.

But after Han Xing deducted it a few times, he found that the carved wooden door of the prayer room next door was hidden, and he bypassed it and sent it

It was empty now.

"What the hell? Could it be that the zombie crisis has also broken out in the infinite world? Han Xing vaguely felt that this scene was a little familiar, but he still was

He smiled, and swept the ridiculous idea out of his brain.

At this moment, a kind old man with gray hair and a monk's hairstyle (similar to the Mediterranean, the monk would use a pumice stone to grind off the hair on the top of his head), wearing a monk's robe, hurried over, he looked flustered, and when he saw Han Xing, he immediately shouted out of breath: "Count Segaard!" Something is wrong! ”

"Something is wrong? What's the big deal? Meteorites fell from the sky? The mummy is resurrected? Or is there a zombie crisis? These guys have seen it! What could be more big than these? Han Xing teased proudly in his heart.

"By the way, Father Eugen, have you seen Roy?" Han Xing leaned on the pillar with a relaxed face, and said with a calm sigh of relief.

"Sir Dunbar arrived a little before you, and he's waiting for you in the prayer room inside!" Father Eugen stroked his mouth and gasped heavily.

After adjusting his breathing a little, Father Eugen spoke in an eager tone: "What I want to say is that Count Sāo has sent someone to arrest you!" As soon as you get out, they'll rush to you! ”

"What? Did they eat the bear's heart and leopard's gall? How dare you openly kidnap an earl? Aren't you afraid of bearing the wrath of the Duke? Han Xing was shocked when he heard this. You know, in the feudal era, fighting a war was like a fight. Set the place and time in advance, and then the two sides will bring people and horses to fight openly.

In the Middle Ages, when chivalry was practiced, even the excessive use of long-range weapons (such as the battles of Crécy and Agincourt, in which the English longbow defeated the French knights) was considered dishonorable, leading to outflanking and sneak attacks, which were considered shameful. And kidnapping this kind of thing (qíng), if you talk about it, most of you will be scolded by 10,000 people!

"Here's the problem, the Duke is dead! Now that the whole Duchy of Hesse is in chaos, his eldest son Heinrich and second son Dietrich are supported by the Counts of Sāo and Pomerne, respectively, and the mayor of Frankfurt declares his neutrality! Alas ~ The tragedy after the death of Duke Karl is going to repeat itself! Father Eugen said with a wry smile.

"It's miserable!" Han Xing instantly understood that before he went to the [Mummy] world, he had already fallen out with Count Sāo because of the poisoning incident, but he hadn't torn his face yet! This earl just sounds good, but in terms of strength, he is the worst of the three earls.

After all, the county of Paderborn is not complete at all, and Han Xing himself occupies a third of the northeast, that is, the Barony of Göttingen. His vassal, Baron Bird, occupied a third of the southern border of the Duchy of Hesse, the Barony of Goslar. In view of Han Xing's authentic tactics with oriental characteristics, Goslar Castle was bombed into ruins, and now I don't know if it has been repaired. As for the Paderborn Monastery in the west, it was firmly held in the palm of the hand by the Bishop of Münster, and Han Xing didn't want to take it back in the short term!

To sum up, Han Xing's strength is similar to that of the mayor of Frankfurt, and in terms of financial resources, it is far less than that of the mayor of Frankfurt. However, these are only superficial phenomena, in fact, the Riverside District has been promoted to a mid-sized world after merging with Toulon. With a complete and prosperous eighteenth-century city to rely on, Han Xing's strength is much stronger than that of ordinary counts! What's more, he still has the Grim Reaper Bracelet?

"Uncle Hanschel, you're back!" I saw Roy carrying a maple longbow on his back, his short sword Lucky hanging from his waist, wearing a lean blue short fight (shēn), an olive green ranger cloak on the outside, and his red hair combed into a loose ponytail, as if he was an artistic youth of later generations. Seeing Han Xing come out, he greeted him with a smile.

"Hi Roy, how long have you been back?" Han Xing asked in surprise, he still hadn't figured out the time exchange rate between the infinite world and the drama (qíng) world.

"A few hours!" Roy thought for a moment and replied.

"I really don't understand, if that's the case, why does Lady Lilith say that all reincarnators who enter the infinite world will come back in 5 days?" Han Xing remembered Mrs. Lilith's words and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Count Segaard! I can answer this question, according to my understanding, the time flow rate between the infinite world and the drama (qíng) world is 1:10, and 5 days is almost two months, and the average reincarnation person enters the drama (qíng) world and will come out in less than two months! But this time you've been away for 6 months, which means you've been in the world of qíng for almost 5 years! ”

Father Eugen's words answered Han Xing's doubts. I think Mrs. Lilith is not familiar with the world of drama (qíng), so she is rumored to be false! But this also means that Lord Horst Limburg has been in the Pirates of the Caribbean world for 10 years...

"Roy, let's go back to Paderborn!" Han Xing beckoned to Roy and walked towards the gate.

This made Father Eugen anxious, and he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Han Xing's sleeve and said, "Count Segaard, don't go!" It's full of people out there who take (sāo), have you forgotten? They're just waiting for you to throw yourself into the net! ”

"Once you leave here, you are no longer protected by the Father and the Church in Heaven!" Father Eugen said with a bitter face.

Father Eugen's words piqued Han Xing's interest, and Han Xing asked with interest, "Is this why they don't come here?" ”

"That's right! This is the house of my Lord, the holy church, protected by the word of my Lord and the law laid down by the Church, where no one can use force, and the door of the prayer room can only be opened by those who are inside! Father Eugen nodded.

"I see, too! If the teleportation point is not protected, doesn't it mean that someone else can ambush him when he has just teleported over and looks confused? Wouldn't it be too humiliating to die like that? Han Xing thought to himself.

"Count Segaard, I have a plan to ensure that you get out safely!" Seeing that Han Xing could finally listen to his golden words, Father Eugen hurriedly took advantage of the railroad (rè):

"There will be a few men transporting the pine wood this afternoon, Earl Segard, you and Sir Dunbar only need to mix in with them, and we must be able to get out without a hitch!"

After hearing Father Eugen's plan, Han Xing immediately shook his head, this plan was too clumsy, and it could be described as full of flaws. Moreover, the Na (sāo) army squatting at the gate will definitely strictly check the people who enter and leave! After all, what Father Eugen can think of, ordinary people can think of.

"Father Eugen, we appreciate your kindness! But every minute I spend here now, the danger increases! Han Xing tactfully rejected Father Eugen's proposal.

Seeing this, Father Eugen's face turned a little depressed, as if he had aged by more than ten years in an instant, like an old man who was about to die. Han Xing saw that he was a little unhappy in his heart, so he said:

"Actually, I have a new idea and need your help!" When Father Eugen heard this, he immediately raised his head, and his spirits were lifted again, and he looked deaf.

"Go and get Baron Albrecht!" Han Xing smiled mysteriously.

Father Eugen walked quickly outside, and after a while, he saw the shrewd middle-aged man with a mustache, Baron Albrecht, the castle butler of the Count of Sāo, following Father Eugen in!

"Count Segaard!" As soon as the baron walked in, he greeted Han Xing with a smile as bright as the light of the third moon (chūn), and then slightly curtled his knees and bowed to a proper aristocratic owe (shēn).

"Brother Albrecht, we are all old friends, why do we have to see each other like this? Just call me Hanschel! Without you, where I am today? If it weren't for your discerning vision of heroes and introducing me to Count Sāo, I might still be wandering around the empire, participating in martial arts tournaments and making a living as a mercenary! Han Xing stepped forward with a kind face and gave Baron Albrecht a bear hug, then patted him on the shoulder and said. When he said this, even Han Xing himself felt that (ròu) was numb, and Hun (shēn) had goosebumps.

"Brother Hanschel, you're so polite! You've been in the world of qíng for a long time, you're a young man after all! Unlike me, I'm old, and I look like I'm almost fifty years old, if I go to the world of drama (qíng) for another two years, maybe I'll be there! Baron Albrecht sighed, and sat down on the pews of the church with difficulty, supported by the brass staff of civilization in his right hand.