Chapter 2720 A Hundred Years of Solitude (Seventeen)
"A familiar?" Arthur saw the unusual-looking mouse and immediately understood everything: "Did a wizard or a magician infect this mouse with the Black Death and then bring it to the village?"
"Big, probably." Elaine nodded and said: "I just found this in the village. Well, many times. Villages hit by the epidemic have found this. And there is more than one mouse. Probably,
Many, many attacks to ensure that the village is completely destroyed."
Therefore, the malicious spread of disease was not only done once, but was carried out repeatedly by disease-carrying rats to bring the Black Death to the villages to ensure that the villages were completely wiped out. The nature of this was extremely bad.
Hearing this, Goff's face was filled with gloom, and his expression was as horrifying as if he wanted to kill someone. Elaine was sewing stitches on the wound on Arthur's arm, and he subconsciously moved his body and hid behind Arthur.
"Hey, how can you give me stitches like this?" Arthur complained.
"Hey..." Elaine moved back again.
"Do you have any clue?" Gove asked: "Who is maliciously allowing the epidemic to spread?"
"No, I don't know. The investigation has been going on for a long time." Elaine shook his head. He was a little afraid of Goff. The big man with burn marks on his face still looked fierce.
"Really?" The big man gradually put away the scary expression on his face and continued to concentrate on roasting meat. At this time, the venison was almost ready, and Goff turned to look at the dead tiger that was beheaded by Arthur and asked
: "You also want to grill tiger meat? The meat is sour and tangy, and it's unpalatable."
"Do you have any good suggestions?" Arthur asked calmly.
"Tiger skin is a good thing," Gove said: "Well, I want this tiger, and I will exchange it with you for the same amount of dried meat I prepared at home------I will also include the three I just hunted.
Hare. For you, it should be a loss-free transaction."
"Just do as you say." Arthur said. Being able to get ready-made dried meat is naturally a dream, and it can save the time of preparing dried meat. In this way, the food needed to continue the voyage will be guaranteed.
"Okay, okay." Although Elaine looked clumsy, his hands and feet were very nimble. It only took less than two minutes to suture Arthur's wound. He used a special cotton thread soaked in strong liquor to securely sew the wound.
The split flesh of the wound was fixed, then poured with spirits to disinfect, and finally Arthur was bandaged with gauze.
"With Your Majesty's resilience, the stitches can be removed in about two days." Elaine said carelessly.
"Your Majesty?" Gove heard all this.
"Don't worry, this little fool is always confused." Arthur hurriedly changed the topic and said: "Anyway, what are you going to do next, Goff? Are you going to continue hiding in a place like this to evade the pursuit of the Holy See? What if?
If you live a quiet and low-key life, you might be able to hide for more than ten years. But hiding all the time is not an option."
"Yes." Goff sighed: "But now I really don't have enough power to compete with the church. The threat of the Holy See Crusaders is already great, and on top of that there is the Pope's exclusive [Pope Knights].
Those are a bunch of monsters."
The King of Knights narrowed his eyes and asked tentatively: "From your point of view, how strong is the Papal Knights?"
"Let me put it this way. Every member of the [Papal Knights] is selected from the elite of the [Papal Crusaders]. Although there are less than sixty people in the [Knights], each of the knights has
[Crusader] captain-level strength. There are nearly sixty such monsters. And the four captains in [Knights] are even more monsters among monsters. One person is worth ten [Crusader] captains."
Arthur smiled: "Thank you. This is quite useful information."
"So what are you planning to do, Lord Aslan?" Goff also asked Arthur tentatively: "Are you planning to become an enemy of the church?... Are you planning to take back Joan of Arc?"
Arthur's expression suddenly changed: "Why do you know this?"
"The church's plan to snatch Joan of Arc existed a few years ago." Goff blinked: "At that time, we knew that [Lord Aslan] was related to [Joan of Arc]. Joan of Arc seems to be still alive
I call you [Lord Michael] and treat you as an [Apostle], right?"
Arthur thought his identity was well hidden, but in fact the church had already noticed it.
It's not good, it's too bad. Arthur has been on this journey as [Aslan] from the beginning. His move to take a boat to Naples may have been known to the church. In this way, even if he deliberately took a long way
It's useless, his intention to attack the church will still be exposed. Maybe there is an army waiting for him in Naples, and the group of them will be besieged by the Holy See Crusaders or even the Pope's Knights as soon as they get off the ship!
The situation has become so urgent that we must come up with countermeasures immediately. No. We have already had a backup plan, but Arthur just doesn't want to use it. But now there is no choice, just take a boat to Naples.
, it is definitely a dead end.
"Elaine," Arthur then said, "Next, my team and I will disembark, go north from here to Bastia, and then take a boat across the Tuscan Islands in the Ligurian Sea, at Fornoni
Card will land on land, and then attack the Vatican. You can continue to take the boat to Naples as planned, and rush to the Vatican from there to treat the cardinal."
"Yes, but..."
"Now that the church has set its sights on me, the less interaction between us, the better, so that the church will not doubt you easily." Arthur added, "Of course, my previous proposal is still valid. You don't need to sacrifice yourself to enter the Vatican and
We should cooperate inside and outside. Once you enter the Holy Land, no one can protect you, you can only rely on yourself."
"I, I will go." Elaine's determination remained unchanged.
"Wait a minute, you just said cure? Did you mean the Black Death?" Goff asked nervously: "The Cardinal was infected with the Black Death, and this is what you meant by treating him?!"
"
"Ah. Use this child's blood to make a vaccine, um, antidote." Arthur said.
"His... blood?" Goff, who had always cared about Elaine, now doubled his attention, looking at Elaine up and down.
There is no mistake. Blood is used as the antidote. White skin, white hair, rare albinism. This guy is the one who saved him back then, Lord Angel.
"Do you still remember it? About two years ago, in Olbia." The big man then asked Elaine: "The man who was lingering in the pile of burned corpses."
Elaine looked confused: "Uh, what, what?"
This guy's memory is probably very poor. Or maybe, as a doctor, he has saved too many people, and he can no longer remember who he has saved and who he has failed to save.
"Your blood is the antidote. It seems that I did say so. At that time, you made me drink it directly." Gove added.
What the hell are the Coke Man? Arthur listened silently.
"Well, at that time, we really didn't have the tools or time. I could only let you drink the blood directly... and it actually took effect? It's unbelievable." Elaine said again.
Logically speaking, the vaccine should be made by mixing Elaine's blood and the patient's blood, heating and inactivating them, and injecting them into the patient's body with a special syringe, so that the antidote can be truly effective. But if the patient's mouth or esophagus has already been infected
If it is damaged, it may come into direct contact with Elaine's blood and produce an effect. The probability of Goff being saved is less than one in a million, but precisely because Elaine did not give up saving people, Goff's miracle happened
Survive like this. A series of miracles.
"It's an angel... Lord Angel!" Goff, who was still busy, stopped all work and knelt in front of Elaine with a tearful face: "It's a miracle! This is the real miracle!"
Those hypocritical miracles of the church are incomparable to you! You are the real apostle who came to the world!"
"Uh, how, how could it be!" Elaine was frightened. After all, there was a tearful man kneeling in front of him: "You, you, you, you, don't do this, why don't you get up first?"
"No, you are a real angel. You can't be wrong! Only you have the ability to bring the dead back to life and save me from near death! This is the same as the Holy Son who exercised it one thousand four hundred and thirty-one years ago.
The miracles I have experienced are no different, they are real miracles! ------Ah, I thought God had abandoned me, I thought my faith was worthless, but it turns out that it was all true.
! It’s just a fake church! They are just devils wearing the disguise of holiness and doing evil in the world, while the real saints and angels are wandering in the world!"
"And the [Lord Angel] in front of you will soon fall into the hands of the devil." Arthur, who had remained silent, added at the right time: "The Cardinal is suffering from the Black Death and wants him to be treated. And in the Vatican
You should know better than me what kind of virtue a person has. If he walks into the Holy Land like this, I'm afraid he won't even be able to keep his moral integrity. The big shots in the Holy See will definitely use various means to force this low-status doctor to
Just give in."
"...Really?" Goff looked up at Elaine.
The fat white man avoided Goff's gaze, clenched his fists, and nodded with shame.
"Then," Goff stood up: "Please allow me to go with you to the Holy Land as your bodyguard to protect you."
"You are a deserter from the Holy See Crusaders. They can recognize you at a glance." Arthur said.
"They won't." Gove walked to the barbecue grill and picked up a piece of burning black coal.
"You, what do you want to do?" Elaine's eyes widened: "Stop!"
"No." Goff picked up the black charcoal and smeared it on his face several times.
The high-heat charcoal naturally instantly scalded the big man's face, leaving severe burns on it. A large number of scars were added to his face that was already covered with burn marks. The sound of the sizzling barbecue was the sound of the dead skin.
, it should obviously be heartbreaking, but Gove just gritted his teeth and didn't even frown. He was already semi-disfigured, but now he is completely disfigured, and his face looks as scary as a devil.
"You are also a real man, Goff." Looking at this shocking scene, Arthur remained calm: "What should I do with the mark on the chest?"
"Same." Gove smeared his face with strong alcohol. After disinfecting, he took another piece of coke and burned it fiercely on his chest. Naturally, the blood-red cross tattoo on his chest was easily destroyed by the high heat.
It was so damaged that no trace was left, and only the X-shaped scar could be vaguely discerned.
"Uh! It's over, it's over!" The severe pain made Goff weak all over, and he lay on the ground panting.
"Ah, Ju, you are doing this...!" Elaine hurried over to treat the wounds. After disinfecting with alcohol, he took out a bottle of special cooling oil: "This is Bo------"
"The cooling oil mixed with peppermint oil and eucalyptus oil can relieve burns." Goff took the bottle and finished before Elaine: "I have used it before. I can just apply it myself, but thank you, angel.
grown ups."
"Call me Geoffrey, no, it's not an angel..." Elaine frowned. (To be continued)