The candlelight has faded, and the beautiful shadows are silent.
Holding a book in her hand, Queen Mary sat at the table in the back room of the church, looking at the sparks lit by the candles, in a daze.
Muxi Church, the earliest building in the town, no longer has the grand gathering of believers it once did. On the day of mass, this small church is no longer the first choice of residents, and more people will go to the headquarters of the Knights.
The worship hall is open to the public just to get closer to the Holy Son.
Therefore, the only person left in the church, except for a few vulgar maids sent by Cumberland, was Queen Mary.
Putting down the books that she had memorized in her hands, Mary turned around and looked at the sketches and pictures on the wall. Some of them were paintings by famous artists copied with the power of "Super Memory", and some were original designs of clothing or architecture.
The cold wind of late autumn penetrated into the small space along the cracks in the room, causing the candlelight to flicker. Mary shivered and had to stretch out her hand to protect the light.
When the flames started pointing straight upward again, she glanced at the red frost marks on her hands, and then looked back at the furnishings in the room. The dilapidated wooden bed, the rickety wardrobe, and the unsupported bookshelf.
When she escaped from the Silver Ring City, the jewelry that Mary carried with her had already been pawned. In addition, the knights paid her "salary" every week. Logically speaking, even if it is not considered rich, the money is enough to cover food and clothing.
Worry. However, as she was accustomed to palace life, her demands for expenses were far beyond what ordinary people could afford. For her, life was more like an after-life exercise.
A knock on the door sounded slowly.
A touch of joy appeared on Mary's face, and the visitor who had been waiting for a long time finally arrived.
"Your Majesty the Queen, I'm back!"
A clear and sweet voice came first, and then the hood on the gray cloak was lifted, and a skilled face appeared in front of Mary.
The joy of meeting for a long time made the queen let go of her usual guard, hugged the woman in front of her, and whispered softly: "Cathy, being able to see you again is the best gift that Heavenly Father has given me!"
As Queen Mary's former personal maid, Cathy was a little overwhelmed by this unprecedented contact: "Your Majesty the Queen..."
"Stop calling me Your Majesty, I have nothing to do with that kingdom anymore." Mary pulled Cathy to sit on the bed, looked at her hopefully and asked: "How about what I asked you to do in the letter?
Already?"
Cathy took off her cloak, looked at Mary beside her, and leaned forward to sit a little further away: "As you said, many people in Silver Ring City have expressed their willingness to seek refuge."
Mary nodded slightly: "The situation in Silver Ring City...is not good, right?"
Cathy pursed her lips: "Not only is it bad, in order to show "friendliness" to the allies, the council agreed to bring the barbarian army into the city. Those barbarians from the north will do whatever they think of in the city, residents
They are miserable... By the way, do you want to know what is going on with His Majesty Guy..."
Hearing this familiar name, Mary was stunned for a while before she realized that this man was her husband: "No... from the moment I left Yinhuan City, that man has walked out of my world. Over the years
, I placed all my feelings on him, using luxury and wealth to gain a ridiculous sense of security. In the end, when I stepped on the guillotine, I discovered a sad fact. It turns out that a person has no self, no
Powerful women are nothing more than disposable playthings..."
"Your Majesty the Queen..." Mary's eyes flashed with something that Cathy couldn't understand, and the latter shrank her body back again: "What are you going to do?"
Mary cast her gaze on the wall painting and said slowly: "Cathy, do you know? I have heard people say in the past that after experiencing a death experience, people will cherish their own lives more. Already
Having died once, I long to get rid of that muddled life and find a reason for my future existence."
Mary stretched out her right hand and gently touched the sketch of "Muxi Cathedral" on the wall: "The era of Silver Ring has ended, and Muxi's stage is rising..."
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After reviewing the government files, Todd walked out of the kingdom's meeting hall. He shivered in the biting cold wind. When he looked up at the sky, a flying snowflake fell on the tip of his nose.
Touching his hand to his nose, Todd only touched some water stains.
Today is December 3, 1171 of the Christian Calendar. The coming of winter heralds the end of the year.
Todd looked at the tiny snow particles in the sky, and his thoughts flew back to the day he first came to the different world.
Two years ago, on that snowy night, a cold cabin, the body of a young man, and the cellar where copper pipes were stored, he counted his remaining life in hours.
A year ago, in the church on a snowy night, the Knights were faced with a critical moment of life and death. Whether to choose to die like a hero or to breathe like a coward, he finally made a decision to risk his life and live.
But now, Todd lowered his head and looked at the holy robe on his body, which was made by dozens of weavers all night long, with endless emotions in his heart. King, he never dreamed that he would become the monarch of a country like this.
"His Majesty!"
Huggins came from the other end of the corridor holding the paperwork, walked up to Todd, and bowed.
Todd looked at the knight who had been following him since he first came to the other world, remembered the past time, and nodded.
"Your Majesty, the registration and investigation of residents in the town have basically ended. Here are the results after all statistics." Huggins handed a piece of paper full of words to Todd, and then said: "There has been an incident in Muxi City recently.
Strange things."
Todd looked at the paper in his hand, lowered his head and asked, "What's weird?"
Huggins scratched the back of his head: "On the streets of Duixi City, there have been many more scholars in recent days. They come from various countries and are engaged in different industries. I sent people to follow them. These people gathered here and there were no
No drastic move, just looking around and occasionally holding a party or two."
Todd looked away from the paper: "Scholar?"
"I compared the identities of these people and found one thing in common. These people were all students of Taylor Royal Academy."
After listening to Huggins' words, Todd thought of the "special guest" that Tristan sent a few months ago: "Do you suspect that these people are related to Terrence?"
"There is no evidence." Huggins spread his hands: "And these people have no abnormal behavior. Your Majesty, do you need me to send someone to warn them?"
Todd thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Don't alert them, keep an eye on these people."