The words of the archbishop relayed by Francis caused Adair to fall into a long silence, which was really unexpected, but very logical, but the former pirate leader, who was accustomed to robbery, always felt as if there was something wrong, what was wrong, and he could not find the right words to describe it for a while, and the Francis he was facing was obviously not a very good object of discussion, and he explained to him for a moment, and the result was to make the former pirate leader even more confused.

He decided to keep this pile of questions in his heart and ponder slowly, and only asked the one question he was most concerned about: "So, since our majesty has more than one soul, which one should we listen to when it comes to death?" ”

Francis thinks that this pirate leader, who is known for his cunning, is really an idiot to a realm, and when it comes to death, he will naturally save his life first, so which one should he listen to? But he naturally wouldn't say such a thing to a newly converted alien, so he turned his head and saw that the greedy seabirds could no longer hold back, and they pounced on the surface again to grab the migratory fish, as if nothing had happened, and drew his bow again, continuing the unfinished informal archery competition just now.

Adair was slightly depressed by contempt, feeling that he had been infected by the queen's idiocy, and when it was time to die, it was natural to defeat the idiot and seize power! Wasn't that one of his plans for the surrender of Neustria? If the new Neustria government is an idiot, try to seize power...... It's just that after he surrendered, he found that the new government was strong, ordered and forbidden, popular and strong, strong organization, and full of technology. The ability to mobilize is beyond imagination, even if some policy idiots are extreme. A martial madman who is full of force and has convulsions from time to time...... He, Adair, is not tired of it yet. I don't want to provoke for the time being. Besides, with the new government, there is meat to eat, neat new equipment, fresh robbery tricks to learn, and sometimes the Pope, which is said to be worth 2,000 pounds of gold, so he has been mixed up until now, and he was worried about the absence of the head of Neustria, and he can't remember his plan to take the opportunity to seize power......

He's so recovered. Putting what he had just said behind him, he followed Francis to draw his bow and join an informal archery competition.

Leaving aside the Neustria's surprise fleet, which was moving on the rolling waves, winter had come earlier than Neustria's at their destination, St. Omeer, and under the grey and low sky, the dense white snow fluttered between the gloomy sky and the black earth like the fluff of a maid shaking her feather pillow, and it seemed to the travelers who had to hurry in this bitter cold weather to add some light to the heavens and the earth.

"Scott! Scott! Scott, where are you? A man dressed as a steward cried impatiently, and he craned his neck and opened it around. He didn't see the person he was looking for, so he shouted hatefully: "That old drunkard is full of cat urine, where did he go drunk?" The duke ordered the eagle, where did he leave the key to the eagle's cage? This old drunkard! I have to report to the Duke. Don't whip him hard! Don't think there's anyone else who can intercede for you, Lord Duke! ”

"Steward Pojet, I'll go to him at once, you won't really report it to the Duke." A servant who had always been good friends with Scott saw that the steward's face was not good. Hurriedly spoke for him, "Scott has always been a person who does not take old qualifications. He respects you, you know. ”

"Hmph. If you find him at once, even if he is out of luck, I will have to report the matter to the Duke and fire him. The steward named Podjet said in a coquettish voice, and the servant hurried to compliment him, and ran to Scott, who, at last, found Scott in an open haystack with a wine burp, and shook him awake.

"I'm not drunk!" Scott said this with a snort of wine.

"Oh, my merciful gods and saints, you still say that you are not drunk, if it were not for the mercy of the gods, and send the steward of Bojet to find you, you will probably freeze to death here, quick, quick, the Duke will set up the eagle, give me the key to the eagle cage."

"What! Is my old Scott the cleaner who cleans the eagle cage? I'm old Scott, I can swim in the mountains and run horses in the water......"

"Alas! It's not too late for you to keep these cowhides and blow them slowly, Lord Duke wants to set up an eagle, give me the key to the eagle cage, you and I will be unlucky if it's late, hurry! ”

"I'm not blowing with you, I beheaded the three of them at once in Pokcha Village, and the blood was bubbling like a fountain, sticking to my beard, hard like a hammer, and the sky was so damn ......cold at that time."

"Grandpa Scott! Forgive me for not being disrespectful to you, but if I don't, you won't be able to save your back and your life......" The servant, who was already in a hurry, finished and touched the key on Scott.

"Hey! What are you doing? Take advantage of your grandfather while he's drunk? Scott was quick to react at this point, grabbing the hand that was rubbing around him with his big hand.

"O gods! Are you killing yourself...... "The servant was so tormented by this old drunkard that he couldn't cry or laugh, there was no way, a drunkard didn't even know that he was sleeping in the open air, when they were in Aronael in the past, although the winter in Neustria was warmer than in St. Omere, but every year there were always a few who drank too much and froze to death in the ditch, so that they would still think about their own backs at this time, what a luxury!

Alas, old Scott was not like this in the old days, he was always in good spirits, sometimes he would drink two glasses when he was happy, but he was never drunk, he became an alcoholic, and he still beat him after returning from Tournest.

Before that, he always had faith in his young master, even if that confidence was getting weaker and weaker day by day, he was always very firm in supporting the young man who seemed to have completely recognized the situation in this struggle for power, alas, it is not to blame that he holds that illusion, it is really other competitors, no matter how you look at it, it can't be compared with his young master, this point, not to mention old Scott, other subordinates are also in the eyes, but the main master has already abandoned his son, and he still insists so stubbornly, why bother?

He persuaded old Scott three or four times, telling him to choose another loyal man while he was still able to take it, but old Scott did not listen to him, and then he found an errand and went to Tournest to meet the young master, and when he came back, he was completely confused, and was finally relegated to the errand of cleaning the eagle cage, and even a young man like the steward of Podette picked up a tone against him, which is really sad......

"In the world, there is always emptiness, emptiness, emptiness like the wind." He remembered the words he had heard from the priest in his preaching, and he remembered that when the boy was running all over the place, and when he was getting better and better day by day, he had rejoiced like old Scott, and in the end, who would have thought that would end like that? Alas, a qiē is just a void...... Thinking of this, he simply lay down, since it was all void, why did he struggle hard? Anyway, no matter how hard you try, it's just a void in the end.

The north wind struck with a chaotic stream of fine snow. (To be continued......)