"It seems we are really familiar with each other."
The black-haired girl puffed out her cheeks and looked curiously at the slovenly man in front of her.
She was not afraid, that vague familiarity told her that he would definitely protect her.
"Heretic, witch! She is a heretic, burn her to death, hang her!"
Impossible, how could Elena be a heretic? She is so kind!
"I'm waiting for someone, please, can you let me wait until he comes?"
"good."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Duke of Richey, God will bless you."
"God?" There was a trace of disdain on the man's handsome face.
In the distance, among the surging crowd, was that familiar yet unfamiliar figure. The girl was satisfied, and her mouth opened slightly. She knew that the man could understand what she was saying.
I love you.
Although I have forgotten your name, I still remember you. I know that you exist. You are not forgotten. You still have me.
Approval begins and the witch is confirmed to be hanging.
Don’t come. I still remember your name. I will never forget it. What is your name?
Isaac Holguin.
My... lover, long tears flowed down, like gems that were broken into pieces under the judgment gallows.
Good morning, what do you want to eat this morning?
Blood filled the air, and this moment was so long, as if the world had been destroyed.
"The Forgotten Curse, it turns out there really is a Forgotten Curse. I thought there was no magic in this world."
"Who are you? You are also a noble!" Isaac knelt on the ground, making fists with both hands and beating the stone ground hard.
"So what? Do you know why she died? Because of your weakness, because of your incompetence! A coward and a trash do not deserve to have someone they love." The man's words were heart-breaking, like a sword piercing Isa
Ke's heart.
"Ahhhhh..." Isaac screamed up to the sky, he was regretting. There was a flood of people around him, they were all accomplices, just like the world, they were all accomplices in killing Elena!
At the end, those three words were still not spoken. I knew what you meant, but when I knew it, it was already too late.
"Do you want the power to protect the ones you love and forget the curse?"
The man looked at Isaac sarcastically.
"I am not the Forgotten Curse, I am Isaac, Isaac Holguin, the husband of Elena Kajie!"
"Very well, my name is Richelie, Richedancer. If you are willing, you can be my knight."
Isaac looked at his bloody palm and slowly lowered his head.
"Isaac Alguin will be at your lord's command."
The fiery red family crest drew a line of light in the sky. It was a rose in full bloom, its petals burning like fire.
He is...Duke Rose, Richedance?! A genius who is only 21 years old. In the three years he has been in charge of Rose, Rose has returned to the top of the Seven Holy Cathedrals and the Three Families.
The dark figure shuttled through the slums. He occasionally bumped into some people, but when the ferocious-looking man turned his head, he had long forgotten why he was suddenly so angry.
"Elena..."
That name is so long ago, like it's at the other end of time.
Dreaming about this part again, Isaac cheered up and continued to crawl on the fourth floor of the dilapidated slum building.
It took too long for His Highness to enter, and he regretted not following Xavier into the cellar just now. If something unexpected happened to His Highness, he would not be able to face Lord Riche.
…
"Your Highness, get in the car." Naples whispered.
On the last step of the cellar, the four people who had dressed up carefully looked like fifth-rate little aristocrats.
The coachman who had been preparing to go out came over respectfully, and Simbuta gave him enough silver. He also knew that he could not say much at this time, so he helped several people get into the coach very respectfully.
A fair young master, a handsome knight, an old man, and a little girl with scars all over her body.
Karl found this formation a little strange. As he watched a few people get on the bus, he hurried towards the port.
The sky is getting dark, and the temperature difference between day and night in Xuan Siti is huge after all. As soon as the sun sets, it becomes a bit cold.
The meaning of Xuansiti is "the city of cold sunset". Although it is already early summer, the temperature at night still makes people have to wear cotton-padded clothes.
"Naples, what time is it now?"
The curfew will be checked very strictly.
Even nobles have to register one by one. Xavier's disguises may seem exquisite at first glance, but they will be full of loopholes upon actual inspection.
The old butler looked at his pocket watch: "It's almost six o'clock in the evening, young master. It takes about thirty minutes by carriage from the slums to the port. We still have enough time."
Xavier frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. There had been no movement from the Holy Cult for nearly three days. Since the Heretic Arbitration Tribunal and the Fate Tribunal could jointly hunt him down, he would not believe that the other party would let it go so easily.
Own.
It's just that he can't figure this out. The Holy Cult should know very well that he will definitely go back to Xuansiti Port, but in this part of the port, there is no sign of strengthening the inspection alert.
Even so, he couldn't let down his guard. Xavier raised his hand, and the girl in his arms fell asleep from exhaustion, murmuring softly in her sleep, like a kitten meowing.
Ye Luo's clothes have been folded in a cowhide bag. Now she is wearing the clothes of a girl from the "Rain Eagle" family. After taking off her tattered clothes, she looks more like a noble lady.
"Hey, your highness, good evening!" Ye Luo woke up suddenly. She sat up carefully and looked at the earl curiously.
"You don't have to be so formal." Xavier smiled warmly, "This is my knight, Asthetis, and the old man over there is my butler, Angus of Naples."
Seeing Xavier pointing at him, the silver-haired knight and the old butler nodded.
"Eh? Okay... ok, my name is Ye Luo... I am 13 years old this year..." Ye Luo was a little at a loss. The scars on her face had disappeared without leaving any traces.
It even becomes whiter and more translucent, just like the skin of a newborn baby.
Realizing that the little loli was staring at him, Arthur scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Brother Arthur, are you bleeding?" Ye Luo exclaimed. Arthur followed her gaze and saw that the lower part of his arm was scratched at some point, and the bright red blood dyed the cloth red.
"It doesn't matter, it was probably broken by the iron wire in the cellar." Arthur thought about it, and he really didn't pay attention to these details in the tense atmosphere just now.
But now when I calmed down, I realized that my arm was in constant pain.
But this was just a common occurrence for His Royal Highness the Earl's chief knight. Arthur took out a bandage from the cowhide bag he carried and planned to wrap it around it.
"Brother Arthur, do you believe me?"
"I... believe it." Arthur was a little confused, but looking at Xavier's concentrated expression, he said quickly.
"Okay, brother Arthur, don't move."
Ye Luo's hand gently touched the silver-haired knight's arm, and her fingers slowly turned in a circle.
Purple flashed past, and Arthur suddenly realized that he was no longer in pain. He quickly lowered his head to see if there were any wounds there. If the blood hadn't been left on the cloth, he would have thought he was just dreaming!
"Ahem..." Yeluo's face turned a little pale, and Xavier gently supported his petite body.
Healing? Is this the ability to heal? Xavier's heart was already filled with turmoil. Ye Luo just drew a circle on Arthur's wound, and the other person's wound healed... Is this a witch?
No, something is wrong. Xavier gently lifted Yeluo's arm, and a wound appeared on his petite body, and this wound was exactly the same as Arthur's before!