Chapter 54: Let's Collapse! History!

Chapter 54: Honkai History

Bordeaux at the end of 1348 was littered with scorched earth and rubble, as well as mutilated corpses...... Of course, even such terrible situations were not uncommon in the war-torn Middle Ages, but the really terrible problem was that it was not the war that caused it

-- From the arrival of the Black Death in Bordeaux to this moment, less than 100 days have passed away, but this wine country has been completely destroyed...... It is a disease of madness, swiftness, brutality, terror and treachery. It was the gift of God, not the power of mortals, that escaped its clutches.

Ever since the plague broke out in early summer, despite the measures taken by the municipality, the terrible disease has spread from neighborhood to neighborhood until there is no safe place left in the city. Despite repeated calls for calm by the priests of the Church and local nobles, and the lack of food and other necessities, there was no cure for it. Almost every street and alley is filled with the rancid smell of death, and people often vomit blood and fall to the ground while walking.

The haze of death covered the city silently, and the lowly mortals had nothing to do. There were only a few crazy priests, dressed in tattered clothes, shouting in the streets: "This is the judgment of God, behold, God will bring calamity to all fallen people, who are in prison because they do not believe in God, no my Lord, I refuse, wake up and leave the world, and death will walk among the living and take away their souls"

Such upside-down and unreasonable crazy words, in this background of being overwhelmed by death, have actually won many supporters. Because in medieval Europe was so full of ignorance and barbarism, religion always firmly controlled people's daily lives. One must observe a great deal of religious rules, and you must not say anything disobedient to God, or the hellish Inquisition will be your place to be, and thus many of the men of Bordeaux, who are lucky enough not to be sick, will stagger and sing hymns through the streets under the leadership of these mad priests, until they too are infected with the plague and vomit blood and die...... Such an absurd and outrageous apocalyptic spectacle can only be described as "a group of demons dancing".

What's even more unfortunate is that when the Venetian merchants used the [random door] to go around the world and threaten to lure the cities under the haze of the Black Death to sign unequal treaties in exchange for the salvation of the "angels", they were basically in the Italian Peninsula and the Mediterranean circle that they were familiar with, but they intentionally or unintentionally left Bordeaux on the Atlantic...... As a result, by the time Wang Qiu, the "pseudo-angel", got the news and finally took care of this stubble and drove the [Random Gate] from Avignon to Bordeaux, this world-famous wine country had been reduced to a crazy city of death.

- Just like when he was born in Marseille, Avignon, Naples, Rome, Florence and Venice.

Then, Wang Qiu, who had angel wings on his back, passed through the [random door] and slowly descended to the royal castle in Bordeaux, stepping in the courtyard full of blood and rancidity, and passing by demented guys who were described as withered and like walking corpses. The murky air was filled with a suffocating stench, and even if a fresh and strong sea breeze blew from the Atlantic, it was difficult to completely dispel this disgusting smell.

Fortunately, when Wang Qiu finally stepped into the most luxurious royal bedroom in the entire castle under the bow of the crowd of Christians, the English princess Joan Plantagenet, who had planned to marry Spain, was already ill with a high fever and delirious, covered with abscesses and ulcers, her face was covered with dark spots, and there was a tumor the size of an egg under her arm, and her former beauty was gone, but she barely had a breath left.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about what to do next - with a series of meowing "machine qì cat mantras", the holy white light of the healing technique fell from the sky, curing the little princess's sick body with a degree visible to the naked eye. The warm energy penetrated into the blood of everyone present, making them feel relaxed and relieved from the inside out, as if they had thrown away the troubles and burdens in their lives and returned to their mother's arms......

In particular, several maids who also showed signs of infection were even more overjoyed, and the dark spots on their bodies seemed to be disappearing rapidly.

Then, after a while, in the midst of the choked voices of a large group of people in surprise, Princess Joan Plantagenet, who had been in a coma for many days, finally fluttered her eyelashes a few times, slowly opened her eyes, and then blinked again, as if she felt that the light in front of her was a little dazzling.

“…… Is this the kingdom of heaven? Looking at Wang Qiu, who was standing in front of her in an [Angel Suit] to cast spells, the little princess asked in French in a daze.

-- At a time when England and France were not officially separated, the Plantagenet royal family in England still seemed to speak French as their first mother tongue.

“…… No, you're still on earth, Miss Joan, at least for the time being. Wang Qiu smiled faintly and answered her doubts.

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Although the life of the princess of England was saved by the miracle of the angels, many more people have been reduced to rotting corpses and dry bones by this time. Even the magical spells recorded in the Encyclopedia of Magic cannot pull the souls of the dead back from hell or heaven.

Less than ten days had passed since the first dead appeared in the castle, but in this cursed castle there were already corpses lying everywhere that had not had time to bury them.

Thanks to the [random door] directly connected to the Papal Palace, the dead in the royal castle of Bordeaux could at least receive a requiem dispersion presided over by the Pope himself, which may have been a great honor for Christians in medieval Europe.

“…… Rest in peace, pious ones who have been brought out of the world by this plague, God is already calling your pure souls. All flesh is like withered grass, and all his withered glory is like a flower on grass; The grass will wither, and the flowers will fall, and endure until the coming of the Lord you were sorrowful in the past, but God will see you now, and your hearts will be filled with joy, and no one can take away this joy; Behold me, I have labored and sorrowed, and in the end I have found comfort; I will comfort you on behalf of the Lord, just as a mother comforts her children......"

In the woods on the mountain behind the royal castle, a large pit has recently been dug out, and it is full of corpses.

Standing beside this horrible grave filled with the smell of decay, Pope Clement VI, who had seen countless shocking deaths in recent months, and who had already had some enlightenment in his thoughts, sighed with a dejected face, as if he had lost his prestige and ambition to pursue power. But out of the duty of a pastor, he still held the cross and rose rosary in his hand, and muttered silently for the souls of the dead.

Around Pope Clement VI, the surviving Englishmen fell to their knees, sobbing from the grief of losing their companions, but the devotion of their hearts made them feel extremely honored to be able to witness the Pope's Requiem Mass......

In the end, the clergy brought by the Pope from Avignon worked together to dig up the earth and bury the dead, while erecting a cross in front of the grave and carving a few lines of Latin text on it, recording the horrific summer of the Château de Bordeaux.

The dead are dead and can rest in peace, but the living will continue to be busy and troubled by the worldly things.

For Wang Qiu, the traveler, it was first necessary to collect a batch of wine to bring back -- after hearing about this request, the British mission was very cooperative to open the wine cellar of the royal castle of Bordeaux and let His Excellency the Angel move it casually, but unfortunately it was embarrassing to see that most of the people in the castle were drunk day and night due to the fear of death, and drank all the best Bordeaux wines in the cellar, and there were not many inferior wines left...... Of course, the problem was not difficult to solve: several English knights grabbed their swords and went around the city a few times, and then returned with a cartload full of Bordeaux wine, followed by a group of wine sellers who had come to ask the angel for healing......

And Princess Joan Plantagenet, who has just escaped death, must face an even more terrifying problem: can this marriage continue?

- Although the Black Death did not kill her, it severely ruined her beauty and health: the once thick and beautiful long had fallen off most of it in the sickness, and now it was simply bald; Once as smooth and smooth as a boiled egg, and as white and flawless as milk cream, it is now covered with all kinds of scars, like a crumpled orange peel; The once elegant and charming voice like a lark has become as hoarse and ugly as rubbing sandskin, and no one knows if it will be restored in the future......

In fact, after seeing her withered appearance in the glass mirror provided by Wang Qiu, the little princess of England immediately fainted with black eyes, and after that, she washed her face with tears all day long, and she was in pain...... Several times I almost tried to die.

Fortunately, for the "angels" with vast powers, this is not a big problem - Wang Qiu went back and called Doraemon, and then Comrade Ji Qì took out a [Time Wrapper] from the four-dimensional pocket, wrapped the disfigured little princess in its entirety, and then rewind the time of the little princess's body to a year ago...... Thus, Princess Joan's disfigurement problem was solved.

However, in many cases, the solution of an old problem often means the arrival of a new one.

-- In medieval Europe, although political marriages between nobles were often made regardless of age, and the combination of old husbands and young wives or young wives and young wives abounded, there was a minimum rule that was usually observed: both parties to the marriage had to be at least adults. As far as the woman is concerned, a girl must have her first ♀ menarche (first menstruation ♀) and be fertile before she can be considered a woman. Marriage without waiting for a woman's first ♀ period was rare in medieval Europe. Moreover, having a round house with a young girl who had not had menarche ♀ was generally considered to be a very evil and depraved act - the solution of the aristocracy in medieval Europe was to get engaged first, and then officially marry when the bride had matured.

But the problem is that before this marriage, Princess Joan Plantagenet was only thirteen years old, and the food in this year did not contain hormones, so childbearing was relatively slow, and she did not have ♀ menarche until she sailed from England...... Fortunately, it takes about a year or two just to prepare for such a grand royal wedding, and according to experience, take advantage of this time to give the princess more nourishing things, and it is estimated that she will be able to menstruate ♀ before marriage.

However, as soon as she was tossed by Doraemon's [Time Baggage Skin], the princess's age became one year younger...... Although it is always a good thing for a woman to become younger, the first ♀ menarche of Her Royal Highness has become more distant because of this - but Doraemon does not dare to use [Time Baggage] to make the princess older again: after all, this princess only lived thirteen years in history, who knows if there will be a corpse at that time?

Regarding this embarrassing question, the remaining nobles of the English mission discussed for a long time, but now that none of them was qualified to make a decision, and finally had to beg the "angel" to borrow the [random door] and go to the Kingdom of Castile in Spain to discuss with the groom's family to see if they could postpone the marriage for about a year, or should they not rush to get married, and get engaged first?

Then, upon arriving in the kingdom of Castile, they found that they had no need to worry about the marriage at all - the father of the future bridegroom, Prince Pedro, the king of Castile, wrote a letter in his own hand, as a bleak footnote to the royal marriage:

“…… It is with the saddest of hearts that I inform you: the elusive death has just taken away my dear son Pedro. We loved him so deeply, and he deserved it...... We can only trust in God, and our lives are in His hands. I want to thank God that He has taken my loved ones away from the filth of the world -- oh loved ones whom I loved with all my life......"

-- While France and Italy were engulfed in death, the terrible Black Death also ran rampant on the Iberian Peninsula south of the Pyrenees, the terminus of the "death fleet" of Genoya. From the Mediterranean to the Atlantic, the land of Spain was empty, and neither Christians nor Moors were spared from the disease...... So, when Princess Joan Plantagenet was struggling in her hospital bed in Bordeaux, worried that she would never be able to wear the 150-meter-long wedding dress again, her fiancé, Prince Pedro, had actually been summoned by the Lord before her.

When the news reached Bordeaux, the princess, who had learned that she had become a widow, fainted again and woke up crying and crying out to go home. Doraemon was very considerate and opened the [random door] leading to the Tower of London, but the moment the door opened, a familiar rancid smell came to his face.

- With the collapse of history under the storm of butterflies of the Travelers, the court of the Kingdom of England has been conquered by the Black Death in advance......

So, poor Princess Joan Plantagenet lost not only her husband, but also her parents and brothers......

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