"Whew~"

On the opposite side of the parked carriage and wheelbarrow, on the side of the street next to the speakeasy, a sigh was heard.

It was another evening, like the rising sun in the east, and the bright moon in the sky did not hesitate to sprinkle the cold moonlight.

An oil lamp hangs on the roadside lampstand overhead, and the light swaying in the wind shakes the yellow* flame, as if to compete with the stars above.

The stone-paved road stretches to the end of the spectrum, and nearby houses light up their homes.

The sight of medieval Europe made Natsume, who was sitting on the stone steps next to the street, a little dazed.

Suddenly I thought of something, I came to Shijie, so what will happen to the people in the family? Will you call the police, will you call for help, or will you be silent when nothing happens?

It's a ridiculous idea.

Trying to spread his hands and spread the moonlight on his face through his fingers, Natsume thought of the reason.

Maybe the people who can travel to other shijie are the ones who 'it doesn't matter if they disappear'.

Of course, this is just his idea, for this reason Natsume doesn't intend to use it as a serious theory, he doesn't think about his past, and he doesn't want to change his past, because he is currently in the present, so as long as he creates the future, wouldn't it?

It's just that the previous sigh must be a different matter.

That woman was troublesome.

This is definitely not a prejudice against her, Natsume judged from the bottom of his heart.

Not to mention that she let herself work in a bar before, and then let herself give up her job to run errands. When I was running errands, I was beaten up just by saying a few words to a passing aristocratic lady.,I thought it was a lazy type of girl.,It turned out to be a rampaging type.。

It's a pity, it's a pity, even Natsume, a girl who has taken off her clothes and become bigger, will not be tempted, although, probably, it is a joke.

I touched my stomach, not because I felt hungry, after all, I had eaten just now, but it was only reflexive, recalling the injuries I had received in the past.

The reason why people have memories is because they can't forget; But even if you want to forget, some memories won't disappear.

Standing up, Natsume turned his gaze to the east.

After a while, the brigade will depart for the east, where the Order, which has a movement centered on the Crucidian branch of the Russian Religion, will be able to obtain more useful information.

Suddenly, a figure sprang out from the corner on the right. Through the mixing of fire and moonlight, it was found that it was a man with a scruffy beard and a gray cloth cloak.

Behind it, several clergymen wearing black cloaks and crosses shouted his name and asked him to zhanzhu at the same time.

Judging from the dialogue, it is to ask the alchemist zhanzhu in front to return the stolen 'holy remains' to them.

It is really an alchemist who has enough courage to steal the remains of people that the church considers 'holy', and it seems that he has given up everything for the sake of alchemy.

In the fourteenth century, the feudal system began to decline, the prosperity of the chivalric culture brought about by the Crusades gradually became lonely, and the sacrosanct Roman Empire and the rule of the popes began to become shaken, as the middle class centered on the cities began to develop,

But at this time, in the frenzy of the Renaissance, there was a frenzy of alchemy, and what set off this storm was the alchemy called 'resurrection of the dead'.

However, the 'dead' does not refer to dead people, but to dead animals, and alchemists can bring dead creatures back to life by mixing ore with mercury or boiled tung oil. And it was such a simple act that set the declining alchemist and the cult of theology back on fire.

But they are enemies of religion.

The 'resurrection of the dead' is a torture of the soul and a blasphemy against God, so everyone except the alchemists who take refuge in the Church are treated as heretics.

Quite simply, the alchemists who take refuge in the Church bring them benefits, that is, alchemy, but then they lose the freedom of the alchemist.

Losing freedom is something that many people can't bear.

Natsume patted her cheek to sober herself up, those people were doing something very different from herself.

"I'm tired."

It is more appropriate to say that it is very tired than tired.

At this time, a hand stretched out from himself, and on top of it was a piece of bread coated with butter.

"Mr. William."

"It's you."

Unlike Natsume's tired expression, Trian who came here was very energetic.

He was eating a slice of bread and holding a drink in his hand.

"Is it a late-night snack?"

"It's not at this time, Mr. William didn't eat enough before, after all, that lord has been interfering beside you."

"Yesha's witch is really annoying, and if she becomes someone else's wife in the future, she will definitely be hated."

"You can't say that."

With a mysterious smile on his face, Trian made it to Natsume's side.

This guy is getting more and more unpredictable.

"The ......"

Beginning with these two words, Trian looked at the sky.

"Is there something Mr. William wants to do?"

"Want to do something? Refers to, what? ”

"Anything is fine."

Although he wanted to ask Trian about his hometown and learn some information about the Knights, he stopped talking.

Terrian, next to him, was clasping his hands and his teeth tight, looking at the sky covered by dark clouds.

"I can't do anything."

"Don't be so ......"

"Nope. That's a fact. ”

Interrupting Natsume's words, Trian's expression softened a little, and then a somewhat bitter smile appeared.

"Hehe, that's the truth, Mr. William doesn't know, my hometown has been trampled by a group of knights from France."

Not trampling, but destroying, destroying, burning out, so added Terryn.

"That's because I didn't have Liliang to protect those things, and even she was captured, and the enemy's spears were much more powerful than my hands. Their attacks were stronger than my defenses, and the neighing of the horses was like a threat, and I was trembling, covered in mud, trembling and frightened, watching her be taken away, watching my hometown destroyed. ”

"The person who was arrested was ......"

"But don't worry, I know what to do now."

Instead of answering Natsume's words, he continued the topic.

"There is a liliang that can be my sword, but I have to pay some price for it."

After saying that, Trian left, and the person with the front of the back resolutely decided something.

Natsume, who was silent and couldn't find words, turned to look at the slice of bread in his hand, and ate it in one bite because he was a little depressed, but he choked......

Zuihou, Natsume received such a notice at three o'clock in the morning.

[Trian and Yesha are missing, and the 'Justinian's Oath' is missing, and the blood in the room proves all this.] 】

The bright moon in the sky turned blood red, and Natsume looked to the west, picked up his cold-proof clothes and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

There was a question from the members of the brigade behind him, and Natsume didn't look back and waved his hand to the rear.

"Don't leave it at that, the wandering mercenaries are still very busy today......"