When the monks entered the room, little Peter looked at them carefully, and saw that they were all dressed in black robes and wrapped around their bodies. Speaking of a team of monks, Peter Jr. thought that there were a lot of them, but in fact there were only five monks combined.

The first monk, a thin monk with a goatee, walked in and sniffled uncontrollably, looking at the room and frowning.

However, he showed no obvious abnormality. The monk observed the situation in the room and walked straight to the old man's bedside. He first carefully looked at the old man's tired face, and then stretched out a dry hand and touched the old man's neck and forehead. He couldn't help frowning, turned his head, first looked at William and Little Peter, and then asked William, "What's going on? How could he be so sick?" ”

William smiled bitterly when he heard this. With a hint of sadness on his face, he slowly told the monks what had happened.

Little Peter waited quietly. When Uncle William finished explaining what had happened, he immediately looked at the thin monk hopefully and asked in a very quick tone, "Is there a way you can save my grandfather?" Your Holy See must have a way, and you will definitely cure my grandfather, right? ”

The emaciated monk stared at little Peter. He slowly removed the hat that covered his head, revealing an old face.

Little Peter saw that his face was full of wrinkles. A pair of yellow-brown eyes revealed a look that looked like relief and some regret.

The old monk nodded to Henry and Edward in the room, and waited until Edward saluted him respectfully. The old monk spoke slowly, "You may call me Archbishop Bednar." I am now in charge of Cromwell Abbey and the Basque Diocese of the Holy Empire. ”

Archbishop Bednar looked at the old man and sighed, and said helplessly to little Peter: "As for this gentleman's condition, I can only say that I will do my best. There are no guarantees of anything, and I hope you can understand. ”

Little Peter turned his head in disappointment, feeling empty in his heart, as if he had lost a most precious thing. He closed his eyes uncomfortably, not wanting to make any more sounds.

Archbishop Bednar sighed when he saw him. He turned to William and talked about something. William finally shrugged his shoulders and pointed at the old man. Archbishop Bednar then beckoned to a monk behind him, who hurriedly found a chair and came over.

Archbishop Bednar set his chair on the edge of the bed and sat down. He pulled out a silver cross from the black monk's robe, but took the Bible handed by the monk and read it softly.

The old man listened to the archbishop's calm voice, and his face gradually returned to normal. He slowly closed his eyes and breathed peacefully into sleep.

After confirming that the old man was asleep, the archbishop stopped reading. He put the silver cross back in his hand and gave the Bible to a monk standing behind him. He turned his head to look at little Peter carefully, and saw that the other party was bowing his head and secretly sad.

Archbishop Bednar couldn't help but smile when he saw little Peter like this, he pointed at little Peter and said to William, "Is this the boy going to the abbey?"

William turned his head and looked kindly at little Peter and nodded.

Seeing this, Archbishop Bednar stood up, walked over to little Peter, and reached out to touch the top of his head. Little Peter woke up with a startle, and he looked at each other in wonder. Archbishop Bednar smiled at him, then withdrew his hand and nodded emotionally.

William waited for the archbishop to sit back in his chair before asking, "How is it, there is nothing wrong with it?"

Archbishop Bednar patted his leg and sighed, "Originally, I meant that this is a special time, and I will definitely not admit anyone into the monastery. But since you have a token of that man, who happens to be in our monastery, and he is eagerly excited about your coming. So I had to lead the team to come and have a look. It's okay to see it now. At least better than I thought," he smiled with relief.

William smiled wryly at Archbishop Bednar, and he shook his head to stop the archbishop's words. William pointed to Eva, who was standing in the shadows, and said to the bishop, "Well, I forgot there was this one. ”

Archbishop Bednar looked at Eva in surprise, and he blinked vigorously, licking the corners of his mouth. He shifted his gaze back and forth between Little Peter and Eva. After a long time, he stammered: "However, our convent well, although we also train some nuns. However, this one seems to be older. Also, it seems a bit of a hassle if she wants to enter the monastery together. I'm not sure if that person would agree. ”

William shrugged his shoulders and gave the bishop a helpless expression. The archbishop could only swallow the rest of the words into his stomach, and he was silent.

The archbishop looked bored at the old man's condition, then stood up, put aside the chair under him, and said to little Peter and them: "I don't think there is anything important to do today, so I will lead them down to rest." I'll talk about it in more detail tomorrow. Without waiting for William and Little Peter's reply, he left the room with the remaining four monks.

Little Peter raised his eyebrows in surprise as he watched the other leave the room. He looked at William again with his mouth slightly open. William laughed and stood up from his chair, patted him on the shoulder, and walked away without looking back.

Little Peter looked at Uncle William's back, only to feel as if the other party had suddenly relaxed as if he had put down a heavy burden.

He could only take the cup of tea that Eva had just handed over and sip slowly. After a while, he burst out laughing. There was a happy expression on his face.

Eva let out a sigh of relief and quietly tried to leave the room. When she walked to the door, she saw that Henry was still in a daze, and couldn't help but stomp her foot and return to Henry's side. She patted the other man on the shoulder, waited for him to come to his senses, and then pointed out the door, and Henry nodded in realization, and left the room with Eva.

The only thing left in the room was little Peter, who was sitting on a wooden chair with a teacup, and the old man who was lying on the bed and fell asleep.

Gradually, the room fell into darkness. Little Peter got up from his chair and placed his teacup on a coffee table in the middle of the house. He tilted his neck and then stretched and looked out the window. A crescent moon climbed into the middle of the sky at some point. The dark clouds of black crush to block out the moon's brilliance. He could hear the whirring wind outside through the window. I couldn't help but exhale a cool breath. I walked over to the fireplace and added some firewood.

At this moment, I saw a bright light suddenly flash from the room. The lightning bolt illuminated the entire room in blue and white.

Little Peter was stunned for a moment and stopped what he was doing, waiting for a while before he heard a rumbling sound reach his ears. He went to the window again and looked out, only to see that the moon, which had been lingering in the sky just a moment ago, had completely disappeared. The sky was thundering, thundering, and heavy raindrops were pounding on the windows, making a dull sound.

Little Peter went to the bedside and took out another blanket and covered it with the old man. Then he went to the door, quietly turned back, took one last look at the lightning-groomed white, and closed the door.