No matter how heavy the wind and rain are, there will be a day when the subtle sunlight is like a golden veil, drilling out of the gaps in the dark clouds that are gradually fading and shining on the ground, bringing people long-lost warmth and hope.

Heavy rains that lasted for nearly half a month destroyed countless houses, farmland, and crops, and even the nobles had to use their wealth to help those at the bottom of the population. King Edward III has waived taxes this year, but the drastic reduction in food production will still leave the people hungry.

Fortunately, there is still last year's surplus food to eat, otherwise the hungry people will break out and form a civil uprising......

Elsewhere, while the food production was reduced and the resettlement of the victims was busy, London remained as unhurried as a lazy lady. In front of the sign that Christian frequented, many people gathered around to watch the notices that had been put up over the past few days. Originally, there were two wanted notices for murderers, but now only one is still there, and the other has been torn up or scraped off......

While discussing speculation about the murderer, people laughed at the execution ability of Edward the Black Prince, and no one knew that the evil ghost who caused the storm in London had been beheaded by an even more vicious ghost. The wanted warrant posted there now is nothing more than a tool of revenge called ghost hunting.

The Cathedral of Joan of Arc was filled with prayer people today, and even Father Sebas had to come out and preside over the situation. Christian cowered in a corner, his one eye glancing at the door of the church from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

The church was filled with hymns, and the beautiful voices of the maidens cleansed the restless hearts of the believers. The sun shines through the dome on the crucified Jesus, and the white marble statue shines, but his deep eyes still cast shadows.

In the doorway walked a man, a richly dressed and handsome man, with long golden hair and silver clothes shining in the sun, and the hilt of the thin sword he carried at his waist was inlaid with red gems.

As soon as the man entered, he attracted the attention of many people, and his outfit clearly indicated his aristocratic status, and Joan of Arc Cathedral was precisely a church rarely visited by nobles.

The young man ignored the gaze, casually glanced at the crowd, and then walked straight to Christian and sat down beside him. The man pulled a silver cross from his bosom and shook it at Christian, who nodded without a trace.

"Christian, yes, that's the name. The man's tone was indifferent.

"Yes, that's right, sir. Christian hurriedly replied, his eyes full of flattery.

"Are you so sure that this cross is Father Sebas's personal belongings, or is there something else that can be added?"

"Of course, my lord, I was raised by him since I was a child, and I know everything about him. "I swear I haven't seen him wear this cross since that night," said Christian, shaking his mutilated fingers, and that his condition had strangely worsened since that night. ”

The two of them were talking in a very small voice, and only each other could hear them.

The man nodded, took out a cloth bag and threw it to Christian, as if the owner was throwing bones at a wild dog: "This is a deposit, and when we really confirm the identity of the priest, someone will give you the rest of the money." ”

"Okay, okay, no problem, my lord. Christian's eyes were full of greed, and he felt the weight of the money bag in his hand, and he couldn't help but want to sing. Fortunately, the last shred of his sanity controlled his body, which made the man's quietly unsheathed thin sword retract.

Dogs have the right to live only if they learn to control their barking.

"And when are you going to capture him?" asked Christian.

"Tonight. ”

As night falls, the hustle and bustle gradually calms down. After the early prayer service in the Cathedral of Joan of Arc, the trainees returned to their rooms at the behest of the priest.

I have to say that the medicine prepared by Norma is quite effective, and even after a busy day, Father Sebas did not show the fainting symptoms of the previous days. He even secretly wondered if he should celebrate with a bottle of wine while his health was improving, but the priest eventually rejected the idea.

Not because of the fear of death, but because of the fear of the woman.

While he was thinking, the door of the church was violently pushed open. The leader was dressed in black armor, his black hair was scattered behind his head, and his scarlet eyes flowed with anger or resentment, he grinned and said evilly: "Long time no see, knight, no, it should be said that it is Father Sebas." ”

The priest's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, but he was still unmoved on the surface: "Sir, what is your reason for coming to Joan of Arc Cathedral, this is the sanctuary of God, there are no knights, only a dying old man......"

"That's a good point. Edward, the Black Prince, clapped his hands, and the applause was particularly loud in the empty church, "You are indeed a dying old man, if nothing else, just for you to dare to leave a wound on Yu's body!"

With the order of the Black Prince Edward, everyone drew their weapons at the same time, and the bright blades were all aimed at Father Sebas, who faced this situation and knew that it was useless to pretend to be stupid, and only had a bitter smile on his face.

"Yes, it's a great honor for me to leave a wound on you, but I don't think you should heal so quickly, right?" said the priest, moving quietly towards the confessional. There are spare weapons in the confessional room, as well as the tunnels that usually communicate with the organization, and the tunnels lead directly to the outside, but he can't rush over and leave from the tunnels now, not to mention that it takes time to open the tunnels, even if he leaves, who knows what the Black Prince Edward will do to the trainee nuns......

In this case, Yu felt that it was a wise choice to be restrained. Edward, the Black Prince, scoffed.

"yes, but I still want to struggle. The priest was trying his best to stall for time, he was already close to the confessional, and with a weapon, even if it was a spare weapon, he was three points sure that he would exchange death for the serious injury of Edward the Black Prince.

Just as he was about to rush in and fight to the death, an accident appeared.

Thornville held a shivering Christian in his hand like he was pinching a fragile. When the two appeared in front of Sebas, the old man closed his eyes in pain.

"Father, help me......" Cristan pleaded, his face full of snot and tears. Torville took him hostage in disgust, and drew his sword from his waist.

Black Prince Edward raised his right hand: "The remainder is three, his life or death is up to you, three!"

"Father, save me!"

"Two!"

Before he could say anything, the priest gave up his resistance and allowed the men of the Black Prince Edward to bind him in chains. He thought very simply, he had lived long enough, but Christian was still young, and it was not a loss to exchange his life for Christian's.

"Keep your promise and let the boy go. The priest said coldly.

Edward and Christian, the Black Prince, looked at each other, and then the two laughed wildly, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world. After a while, the black prince Edward said happily: "Of course Yu will fulfill his promise, Yu likes this guy, Yu will not only let him go, but also give him the rest of the money." ”

At this time, Christian had put away his pitiful expression, turned to an extremely flattering face, and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

Edward, the black prince, shook his head, pointed at Sebas, whose face was like ashes, and said: "No, no, no, you shouldn't thank Yu, what you should thank is stupid him, hahahaha......"