Chapter 65 The Duke's Question

"Why are you here again?"

The guard at the gate asked patiently, perhaps he still had some respect for the monk.

Although he clenched his fist, he didn't make a move yet.

"I want to see Duke Rael-Quzon."

"Xiao Qisan, are you impatient? It's all said, if you want money, get out. ”

"Brother, please be polite to your distinguished guests, I am not only a monk, but also a doctor, a miracle doctor!"

"Divine Doctor, the one who just said that he was a divine doctor, do you want to be like him?"

Ringer: "I'm definitely not going to be like him. ”

"Where's your medicine box? You don't have a medicine box, you're a doctor? If you don't want to be unlucky, get out. ”

"You will definitely be unlucky, only I can cure Meiwa Xili's disease, you have a big deal, it is you who make Meiwa Xili unable to walk on the road of freedom for the rest of his life, Sir will definitely kill you, you wait, Sir will definitely make you die very uncomfortable."

After Ringer finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Wait, I'll inform the Duke!"

The guards eventually relented.

An imperceptible smile appeared on Ringer's face.

In about twenty minutes, a stocky middle-aged man walked out, with an extraordinary bearing, dressed in a decent aristocratic patterned costume, with a steady pace, and every step seemed to be nailed to the ground.

His blonde hair was neatly combed back, and there was not a single loose hair, giving people a domineering air that was not angry and arrogant.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir, are you the Duke of Rael-Qusong?"

"Please follow me."

The man led the way, and Ringer followed.

Obviously, this man is not a duke.

Inside the estate, the beautiful houses are nestled in snow-covered woods, making you feel like you're in a fairytale world.

The man walked with Ringer through the manor for a long time until he came to a building.

The building is built in the Gothic style, with a pointed top, a row of huge stone columns at the doorway supporting the heavy vaulted roof, and looking up at the gold-clad doorway, Ringer feels as small as an ant.

Footsteps on the floor, echoes striking at the tip of the heart.

After the large dome, we walked through a long hall covered with various frescoes on both sides, and turned onto a spiral wooden staircase painted with red paint.

At the end of the stairs, we reached the third floor.

The floor slabs are carved marble.

Continuing on, we passed an iron passage with many arm-thick iron rods, on which were cheetahs, Siberian tigers, and brown bears tied.

When the beast saw the man coming, he opened his mouth and pounced on him, the chain was pulled tightly, and the man's feet were less than a meter from the beast's mouth.

Ringer scolded in his heart: This Duke Rael Qusong is too fucking good at pretending.

Trembling across the steel passageway, Ringer saw a wooden door, a door made of mahogany.

In front of the wooden door, there is a thick carpet of bright and exquisite, which seems to come from Central Eastern Persia.

There are two Mr. Zombie-like guards on each side of the wooden door.

The person who came cautiously and slightly came to the door and knocked on the door, very lightly, three times, two short and one long

A hoarse voice came from inside: "Bring him in." ”

The door was pushed open, and the man leading the way made a gesture of please to him, and Ringer took a deep breath and walked inside.

The visitor gently closed the door and signaled the guards with their eyes.

Guard F nodded and pulled out the gun at his waist.

this room. It's like a bedroom and a study, with books everywhere.

The owner of the room was looking for some book in front of the tall and wide bookshelf.

"There is wine in the wine cabinet, pour it yourself."

The wine cabinet is diagonally opposite the bookcase, the material of the wine cabinet is blue agate stone, the wine in the wine cabinet, there are many varieties, Ringer lifts a bottle of vodgart, unscrews the lid, and drinks it.

The owner heard the cooing of Ringer's drinking.

"Is it good?"

"Thanks, Jinda."

The master turned back, holding an old yellowed book in his hand.

Ringer's bottle was removed from his mouth and he smiled, "Mr. Duke, you are really my idol." ”

The bare head is like a big ball, reflecting the light like a beer bottle. A pointed olecranon nose with the tip of the nose almost touching the upper lip. He wore a goatee more than four inches long on his lower mouth and a wide mink coat.

Isn't this the image of the mountain carving in the movie Lin Hai Snow Plain?

If it weren't for the fact that the man's pupils were blue, and that there was no painting on the mink jacket (front) of an eagle with flapping wings, standing on one leg, clutching the boulder at the top of the peak under his talons, and looking down ferociously at everything below, Ringer would have dared to say that the mountain eagle had also crossed over to Russia.

The owner of the room was probably the first time in his life that someone dared to tease him like this, holding a book and staring at Ringer with both eyes.

"Introduce yourself, guests from afar, try to be as detailed as possible."

"Friar of the Holy Lady of Gorsk, Rasputin, miracle doctor."

"Your purpose."

"The Lord says that your daughter is possessed by a disease, and the Lord has asked me to heal and consecrate her."

The owner of the room: "The Lord really said so. ”

"Yes, so the Lord said, Your Excellency Duke Rael-Qusong."

Ringer saluted first.

"Have you seen me before?"

"Nope."

"Have you attended my first and second Friars' Forum conferences?"

Ringer was a little dizzy.

"You didn't, right, I used to trust the Lord, I admired the Lord, I longed for the Lord, but now, I have forgotten the Lord, don't you know that I don't like the monk priest very much?"

Ringer touched his eyebrows.

"You're not a monk?"

Ringer was shocked and replied, "You're right, I'm not at the moment, I'm a believer." ”

The guards at the door, with their ears to the door, put away their pistols and stood on either side of the doorway.

"Well, it looks like you have other plans."

"I'm a miracle doctor, I can guarantee it."