Beelzebub thought that the "chalet" was not necessarily as old as himself, but in fact he was very wrong, the building was built in the late 16th century and is an antique.

"The building was built by a generous lord who loved jousting to come to jousting at his invitation to the knights who came to joust - the strongest and noblest were allowed to live here instead of curling up in damp cowhide tents or living with pigs in peasant mud huts, the ground floor was originally the place where stables and squires lived, and the chutes now led to jousting arenas, where the knights could calmly dress and stop and ride their horses directly into the arena. When there were no jousting tournaments, the lord would also live here with his wife and children, from which we could see his fortress, and he would not even need to warm a bottle of wine in between, so that he could live comfortably and safely. ”

Brian said that his smile was so sincere that he couldn't tell that he was facing the leader of a criminal, "The fort belongs to the government, it has been renovated, but it is not open to the public for the time being." ”

Public? This obviously does not include the DuPont family, which covers almost a quarter of the repair costs.

The road from the huts to the fort was ancient, mottled and safe, with stone drainage channels and low walls on both sides, triangular gravel deliberately paved with slight unevenness to increase the friction between the horses' hooves and the ground, and the horses they rode were not much different from the merchants and peasants of centuries ago, they were all strong horses, with thick limbs, tall heads, and fluffy and slender hairs under the knees, which made them very stable to walk.

The fortress was remarkably cleaned, with no stones or gravel to be seen, and they were guided by the staff through the square, surrounded by towers and battlements, past wells, iron furnaces, stables, and warehouses. Climb the central tower, where the owner lives.

It is obviously uncomfortable to live in this place, the tower is made of rock masonry throughout, and there are countless gaps between the rocks, in order to defend against enemies. The spiral upward staircase is narrow and varies in height. There were no windows in the room, only rectangular gaps for observing the enemy, in order to restore the situation. The intervention of modern artificial lighting was minimized, and the staff lit an LED lamp, and the faint light illuminated the furniture in the room and the tapestries on the walls, paintings.

One of the woodblock prints was quite large, like a screen that could cover three people. The scene is vast and numerous, with an angel or saint hiding in the clouds at the top, and a knight in full armor at the middle, holding an ornately decorated sword with a cross on his chest, and one hand on his chest to indicate that he has received a revelation from heaven and is ready to punish the demons. But the focus of the painter is not on these two, at the bottom, it is also the main body of the whole picture, depicting a large number of women, the kind of naked **. Among them, three women who embraced and caressed each other stood out, their bodies smooth and plump, one of them had a hair decorated with precious stones and pearls, and silk and fur pressed underneath, beautiful and sensual, they were also the most complete in this picture, and the other female figures were a little smaller, and they were all hung up, pierced by sharp spikes, and blood flowed out of their bodies, and flowed through the three adulteresses who were intertwined like snakes.

"The painting is based on Elizabeth. Bartoli. Brian said.

Beelzebub remembered that he had read a short biography of her - Elizabeth. Bartoli was a countess who tortured more than 600 women to bathe in their blood in order to preserve her youth, and between the 14th and 15th centuries, during the frenzied witch hunts, dozens of innocent women were burned to death every day, and her three accomplices were burned and beheaded after their fingers were pulled out by red-hot iron tongs, and Bartoli was imprisoned in her castle.

"For she came from a prominent family, which was the richest and most influential in all of Hungary, and her husband was a noble count, and her cousin was a king." "Witch hunts were almost exclusively for commoners and serfs – in fact, thankfully, because one of my ancestors had a woman who was able to float the little things around her when she was emotional, and a frightened maid yelled out about it," Bryan said. After offering fifty gold coins and two red woollen horses, the bishop ruled that the maid had been bowed down by the devil, and that in order to banish the devil he had used a sacred flame, and this nonsense was naturally extinguished along with the flames—two years later my ancestor married a marquis and had five children, one of which you can see in my family tree—which she wrote between the pages of her Bible. ”

The nobles were always privileged, he said to himself, Brian. DuPont also knew that the idea was ridiculous, and since he was already in the position of the beneficiary - he hated privilege but had to take advantage of it, he did not have the courage to confess in front of the police and reporters that he had killed a person by mistake under the dual effects of alcohol and drugs, nor did he have the courage to insist on his ideas and demands - he would not be in the future, he could not save Farmo, and he could not save himself.

"Maybe there were Miracles in the Middle Ages." Beelzebub said they had returned to the warm room, and Sasha was sitting barefoot on the bed, one foot pressed under the fluffy pillow, the other under his thigh, and his laptop on his laptop, Beelzebub could see the five toes exposed.

To be honest, it was great not to see that ugly leg pendant and to hear the annoying chirping, and Beelzebub felt that his friend was also relaxed, the easiest time in half a year.

"Thinking of those myths," Sasha said lazily, "we have to suspect that the history of the Anomalous dates back to B.C." ”

"Even in the twenty-second century, there will still be people who call you the Messiah."

"I don't know why they think that," Sasha said with interest, "My ability is not comparable to Stefan at all, for some supernatural people, it is simply dispensable, and my influence is quite limited, and the most important thing is that I lack attack power, without you or anyone else, I am only a little better than ordinary people, a bullet and a knife can kill me." ”

"What do you think Brian. Could DuPont be an anomaly? ”

"As far as I know, since the 'tick incident', they have successfully developed a serum to detect abnormal people. Once they were sure it was reliable and safe enough, they gave it to whoever they thought needed it—Brian wasn't. ”

"Agency?"

"Agency."

"I've always suspected that there was true love between them — I mean, agency and Samael."

"It's all from the same source."

"When I'm seated, I'll find a way to clean up Samael first."

Sasha was amused by Beelzebub's words: "Then I'll deal with the Agency, I think many people are already dissatisfied with them. ”

"You can submit a bill. "The Nationalization of the Alien" and the like. ”

"And then hunted down by all the Anomalous?"

Beelzebub laughed again.

***

There are three levels of pistes. The first level is a beginner course with neat runs, small elevation differences, and flat slopes. For first-time skiers, it is a clumsy and slow practice of basic positions, and all the slopes add up to about thirty miles; The second class is an intermediate run with an increased height difference and an elongated but equally flat distance compared to the former, which is almost three to five times longer than the beginner run. You can glide quietly, clumsily, and monotonously on it, or you can show off your posture and technique to people, at least a little better than the "ordinary", so it's the most popular with tourists; The third category is the difficult pistes,—— which invariably boast uneven runs, slopes of more than 42 degrees, narrow trails, abrupt beaks and treacherous hollows. The black rock piles like reefs on the sea, the uneven layers of the waves, and the straights can sometimes exceed 90 miles per hour on this kind of slope, and you will be issued a speeding ticket in most parts of the western continent, and your body will be subjected to 3.5G gravitational acceleration. It surpasses the gravitational acceleration that astronauts of the Space Shuttle receive at takeoff, but they are also undoubtedly the most thrilling and mesmerizing to give up.

Brian. DuPont's private trails are connected to the ski resort without the first grade, the second grade has only one, and it is a black run, with many ups and downs, and the other three are double black, that is, difficult slopes. It is only natural that this ski resort will refuse entry to the average tourist of the tenth**, unless they can produce the corresponding level of certificate.

They went up the mountain on an open-ended, gondola-like gondola, about thirty feet above the ground, and you had to have all your gear on, with ski poles in one hand, and Beelzebub thought the chairs were a bit like dumpling-making copies, each of which could pick up two people.

Mr. Lohr raised his ski poles and greeted Beelzebub, who was used to it, but Beelzebub was not far from sliding into the front of the seat, they leaned back slightly, and fell into the seat together, Beelzebub's afterglow saw behind him, a red ski suit with silver stripes, belonging to Sasha, and to his left was Brian, his clothes were pure navy blue.

"I love your turn," said Mr. Lohr enthusiastically, "I don't always do a good turn." ”

"I'm not good at external rotation," Beelzebub said half-jokingly, "how do you manage to maintain balance and grace at the same time when one leg is long and the other is short?" ”

"Ah...... You can try that......"

Each gondola was about twenty feet apart, and Beelzebub's previous gondolas were empty, probably the sixth or the seventh with Catherine and Douglas in the front, and a male and female couple faintly sitting in the front.

Brian invited Boa. Douglas, Douglas brought Catherine, Beelzebub wondered how Catherine was able to appear in front of Sasha as if nothing happened, she said she loved Sasha, and then she created a monster baby with his blood, and the woman who was responsible for giving birth to this baby was still an enemy of his friend and brother, and she didn't want him to know about it, not before, not after, what did she think of Sasha? A well-breeded, cute and lively puppy that doesn't belong to her? So she can steal his sperm for breeding whenever she has the chance?

Beelzebub had no interest in cannibalism, but Catherine was interested in tasting it. Hopkins must have thought so, too.

(To be continued)

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