Chapter 106 Chapter 106 Beo/Georgiana...you...
"Wait!" Audrey shouted hurriedly, "Your Holiness, everything can be discussed. You don't want both sides to suffer losses, do you?"
Her mind and eyes were filled with her sister who was locked in chains, and her anxiety was written all over her face.
Cyril chuckled briefly. "You're the most rational person here. Now, return Georgiana's body to me, and I'll let you go."
"How can we trust you?" Audrey said with a clear mind. "You just wanted to keep my sister and break your promise."
"You want to negotiate terms with me?" Cyril raised his eyes and said casually, "It just so happens that according to the name on the marriage certificate, you are the legitimate Duke's bride. How about you take your sister's place as a hostage, and then exchange with me after the others have evacuated?"
Audrey was stunned and really started to think along the lines of what he said.
"Audrey!" Herman's face turned extremely grim. "Don't be silly! You can't trust what he says."
From the moment Heinrich heard Georgiana's name, a gloomy emotion rolled in his eyes.
He stepped forward slowly: "I'll stay."
"Hein." Cyril's smile widened, and he murmured, "Georgina will be very happy. You can accompany her."
"You are unworthy to speak her name. Her soul cannot rest in peace because of you." Heinrich stared at him, mockery flickering in his eyes. "Now, get all your followers out of the cave."
He slowly unbuttoned his coat and saw a circle of gunpowder tied around his waist!
"You are not the only one who can take everyone down with him." Heinrich said calmly.
Cyril's smile gradually disappeared, his face became gloomy, and after a long time he waved his hand, signaling Rocky to take the believers away.
"You go too." Heinrich glanced at Hermann.
Audrey knew that now was not the time to be a hero, so she hesitated for only two seconds before following Hermann.
Heinrich and Cyril intimidated each other, and this was the only way for the others to escape unscathed.
"Wait, everyone has left. Who will return Georgiana to me?" Cyril suddenly spoke, his light golden eyes staring at Isabel who was getting up, the hint was obvious.
Heinrich looked unfriendly: "Let her go and leave me alone."
"Don't fool me, Hein," Cyril sneered. "Rather than handing the body over to me, I believe you will wait until Isabel leaves, even at the risk of both of you dying, just to let your mother rest in peace."
Heinrich set his jaw.
Isabel lowered her eyes calmly, "If you waste any more time on suspicion, I'm afraid the ice will melt completely."
Now, the three people each occupy a direction, and no one can act rashly.
They were all skilled in using firearms, and they knew each other well that if their attention was relaxed for even a moment, the balance would be immediately broken.
Suddenly, a hunched figure stood up in the corner.
She was wrapped in a black robe, revealing half of her ugly face that was burned by fire. She was trembling as she gestured to Cyril.
Heinrich's eyes paused, and he immediately realized that Hannah was pretending to be threatened by him to lead the way.
"Get out too!" Heinrich shouted rudely.
Hannah was so frightened that she trembled and crawled towards Cyril with a terrified look.
But before they had gone far, they heard Cyril's voice.
"stop."
Cyril looked down at the old nun crawling on the ground - he remembered this woman, a maid in the Temple of the Holy Ghost, a gray, invisible person, honest, dull, timid and ugly.
It was understandable that such a person was threatened by Heinrich to lead the way, but his usual vigilance forced him to be on guard.
"You go out too."
The old nun paused and raised her head in fear, as if she was stunned by the shock.
Cyril's eyes narrowed slightly.
Isabel also met the old nun's gaze at that moment.
No, it should be said that as soon as Hannah walked in, Isabel noticed this inconspicuous nun.
She glanced at Georgiana's body again covertly - the melted ice water was mixed with a hint of brown, and the hair of the gradually rotting corpse was black. It was impossible to detect it without getting close, but if she handed it to Cyril at close range later, once he found something unusual, the consequences would be disastrous.
And at this moment... the look in the nun's eyes made Isabel's thoughts start to race.
From the moment she noticed something was wrong with the body in the ice coffin, she had a terrible guess, but she had no chance to prove it, nor did she dare to express her emotions so that Cyril would find out.
She had seen Georgiana's portrait at Spencer Manor and had heard Heinrich's description of her. Georgiana was not quite like Queen Seraphina, with curly brown hair that shone in the sunlight like fine silk.
But the body might have been kept in the ice coffin from the beginning. Over the years, no one, including Cyril, had the opportunity to open it and observe it carefully.
It wasn't until the fire melted the ice coffin that Isabel discovered that her long hair began to fade!
Yes, that wasn't brown hair! After being washed with ice water, it revealed its original dark color.
In other words... this body is most likely not Georgiana.
But if...if this body wasn't Georgiana, then where was the real Georgiana? In the face of death, how could someone as powerful as Cyril have mistaken a body for someone else's? Unless, of course, she was still alive!
If Georgiana were still alive, where would she be now? What would she most want to do? Who could possibly have swapped bodies in the Garan Temple?
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Isabel's thoughts raced, finally coming to rest on Hannah's meaningful gaze...
Suddenly, she froze, then clenched her fingers tightly, trying to suppress her shocked expression.
Sophia's belongings flashed through his mind, as did the lily of the valley surrounding Georgiana's body, and that old nun...
In a flash, some incredible clues began to connect.
Couldn't Sophia have guessed that her belongings would only be given away after Cyril's inspection? Was her lily of the valley hair ornament really just a hint at Cyril's ritual to resurrect Georgiana?
But according to Cyril's plan, Isabel was his chosen sacrifice no matter what. Regardless of whether Sophia gave any hints or not, she would eventually come to the secret room and know the truth.
So...so Sophia doesn't need to remind you of these things at all!
She was telling herself Georgiana's secret!
Every cell in Isabel's body was trembling, and she clenched her teeth tightly.
How did Sophia know this secret?
According to logical reasoning, she died on the top of the Galatian Tower. Before her death, she was also looking for the secret room hidden in the cave of Morpheus, but failed.
Was she searching the secret room to confirm something? She hadn't seen anything unusual with Georgiana's body, as I had, so how could she doubt it? Sophia knew a secret that even Cyril hadn't discovered. Was it because... she had seen Georgiana alive?
The living Georgiana is in the Temple of the Holy Land. Sophia gave the token to herself. Does she think Georgiana can help her?
So where will she be at such a critical moment?
Isabel felt the blood rushing backwards throughout her body, and her thoughts raced at an unimaginable speed. She raised her head again and looked at the old nun.
It seems long, but it is actually just a short second.
She looked at the nun's ugly scars, her hunched body, and her whole demeanor, cowering like a rat in a gutter...
No one would believe that this would be a princess.
This is the only explanation why even Cyril and Heinrich could not recognize her.
In order to hide her identity, she was able to completely change herself to the point where even her old friends could hardly recognize her... How much did she endure?
She would rather pay a huge price, walk on the edge of a knife, and lie in wait for many years. Her purpose is self-evident.
Isabel slowly closed her eyes, quickly regaining her composure. She raised her head and said naturally, "Cyril, since we don't trust each other, why don't you... let your subordinate stay and let her hand over Georgiana's body to you."
The old nun Hannah's eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Isabel again.
This time, she lingered on it for a longer time—the clever girl discovered the secret that had been hidden for a long time.
Isabel also looked at Hannah. In the silent gaze, her ice-blue eyes understood the message conveyed by the other party -
She knew that he had guessed her identity, and what she said just now was just a way out.
Hannah has been dormant for many years and needs this opportunity to get close to Cyril.
In front of others, Hannah still maintained her cowardly and mediocre appearance, as if she was afraid of Isabel's suggestion and was pushing herself into the fire pit.
It was her reaction that made Cyril examine her for a few seconds before nodding suddenly: "Okay."
Hannah lowered her eyes, then obediently stood up and loaded Georgiana's body onto a simple cart. A subtle hint of pain crossed her face as her eyes fell on her black hair and the decayed scars on her face.
She moved quickly and didn't communicate with Isabel the entire time.
Just as they passed by, she heard the girl's very soft voice: "No matter what, you must live."
Hannah paused, her eyes sparkling in the black cloth. If it were an ordinary moment, she might have a thousand words to say, but at the critical moment, she just showed a kind smile, which was fleeting.
Isabel watched her back as she walked away, one step, two steps... and slowly pushed the body closer to Cyril.
In Hannah's sight, the man in the white robe had not changed his appearance, still maintaining his sacredness and pride.
He was so focused on the body in the cart that he didn't notice the dusty nun at all.
Yes, he never pays attention to unimportant people - and who can tell whether they are important or not?
Georgiana was not important before, but suddenly one day, she surpassed everyone and became the weight of his love. Even her body had to be properly buried, and he even dreamed of resurrecting her one day.
At this moment, the body of "Georgianna" was drenched in water, and the true appearance of the body was gradually exposed. Once you get close, you can no longer hide it.
Hannah was not at all flustered. She continued to approach steadily, her hand slowly dropping, and the blade flashed in her sleeve.
She has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.
Cyril was heavily guarded and never allowed anyone to get close to him. Ludwig brought him not only humiliation and offense, but also a deep sense of crisis and regret for a key wrong decision.
Regret, such ridiculous regret.
One step away, Hannah stopped.
Cyril's gaze finally fell on "Georgianna's" face. Just as he was about to reach out his hand, his gaze froze - without the obstruction of the ice coffin, the black hair came into view clearly.
"Black?" Cyril muttered, his hand pausing in mid-air.
He couldn't describe the emotions he felt at that moment. There was shock and confusion...
Black hair?
Isn't she Georgiana?
So who is she? Where is the real Georgiana?
The body he kept for so many years wasn't Georgiana? Who deceived him!
His eyes turned bloodshot almost instantly, and an unprecedented rage surged in his heart. Just before he exploded, a familiar voice sounded nearby.
"Cyrillic."
Cyril froze. For a moment, he thought he was hallucinating, or perhaps it was due to his anger...
At that very second, he turned his head almost without any defense to look at the source of the sound - the inconspicuous nun, who had taken off her headscarf, revealing a hideous face covered with scars.
He examined this ugly face, but at this moment, the timidity and humility in those eyes were no longer there, as if a new soul had been replaced in the body.
A soul he was very familiar with.
Cyril stared into those eyes and forgot how to speak.
He heard his vocal cords trembling, "Georgianna...you're back?"
"It's me."
Georgiana looked at Cyril who was so close to her and slowly smiled: "Long time no see."
Cyril pulled his lips together, almost responding subconsciously. But before he could open his mouth, a sharp pain hit him!
He lowered his head and saw a bloody hole in his chest, bleeding profusely.
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