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Su Yun walked out of the shabby little church. When he opened the door, what came into his sight was a wasteland overgrown with weeds.
There was nothing but weeds and rubble... No, there were things like big rocks in the distance. Su Yun walked over and found that these were abandoned houses.
In addition to these dilapidated shadows, the most common things in the deserted village are human corpses. Although the corpses are not everywhere, they appear in every corner of Su Yun's vision. The bones are vaguely visible under the rotten flesh, and rats and flies shuttle through the rotten flesh.
The smell of decay lingered among the dried bloodstains, rustling sounds lurked under the dry autumn grass, and deathly silence became the background of everything.
All the people here died from a plague that seemed like a punishment from heaven.
Su Yun walked out of the village along the path overgrown with weeds. All he saw along the way was this hell-like scene. Not only that, he also saw a stake in the center of the village.
There was a charred corpse tied to the stake, and there were several corpses lying under the stake. The person being tortured died tragically, and so did the executioners.
Human beings are so helpless in the face of natural disasters. Even if they have tried and done everything they can, death still comes as expected.
Su Yun walked slowly along the road covered with weeds, and finally reached the end of the road.
The morning sun was floating faintly on the distant horizon, the earth was shaking faintly, and a horseman came galloping from afar, finally crushing the heavy deathly atmosphere in the entire village.
The leading knight rode a black horse, and his bright armor reflected the warm orange-yellow light like a mirror, which could be seen from afar, as if competing with the morning sun.
Isis is here.
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It seemed like in the blink of an eye, the leading knight had arrived at the entrance of the village. He was not wearing a helmet, and his long flaxen hair was tied behind his head, revealing his strong and masculine brows.
Su Yun raised his head and met Isis's gaze. The knight's green eyes seemed to light up suddenly, and a strong joy came over him. He rolled off his horse and said loudly, "I'm late!"
Su Yun couldn't help laughing: "No, no, you came just in time."
Isis's eyes never left his Father God from beginning to end. He led the horse and walked forward quickly, carefully checking the Father God's condition this time. He said with a little dissatisfaction: "Jasmine and Julia are too irresponsible. How could they
You can wait in a place like this!"
The environment here was so dirty that even the rotten soil and broken meat were stuck to the hem of Father God's clothes. Isis was very anxious. He didn't know why he was so presumptuous and said, "Father God, please ride on my horse!"
Isis regretted the words as soon as they came out of her mouth. How could he be so presumptuous? He was making a decision for his god, which was a huge sin for a knight who guarded the god.
Su Yun did not hear Isis's inner voice, but he saw Isis's worried expression, so Su Yun smiled at Isis reassuringly, then turned over and rode on his horse.
This warhorse is also not a mortal creature. It is actually a kind of divine servant, made by a dead soul. Compared with ordinary horses, it is naturally incomparably more handsome. Su Yun gently stroked the warhorse's neck and received a loving response from the undead soul.
Isis was standing aside holding the horse. When he moved his gaze from the face of God the Father to the slightly pale hands of God the Father - the black horse lowered its head docilely, and God the Father's hand was moving slowly down the curve of the black horse's neck. Isis could hear God the Father's gentle praise. What was he praising?
Is it a “good boy” or a “good horse”?
The knight, the incarnation of light, felt his throat tighten as if someone was strangling him. At this moment, he felt that the person God the Father was praising and caressing was not the warhorse, but himself.
——Whether it is a good boy or a good horse, it is enough.
The sound of iron hooves in the distance finally got closer. After Su Yun calmed down the warhorse, the rest of the knights arrived outside the village. There were both gods and ordinary humans in the knights. Isis had just arrived and had not had time to replace all the people.
People dismounted and looked at Su Yun with curiosity. Then the Knights fell into silence. After a long time, a human finally stepped out. He seemed to be of high status and should be an important subordinate of the lord.
"My Lord, who is this priest?" The knight said to Isis righteously, "This place is plagued by plague. Please stay away from him and don't let him ride your mount!"
Isis' smile faded a little, and at this moment he finally began to regret not replacing everyone with divine servants.
"Stop your questioning immediately." Isis said in a stern tone, "I am willing to dedicate everything I have to God. My God... The priest is the one I want to worship."
Since the lord had said so, the knight who had stepped out first could only take a step back: "Then please ride my horse, lord, and let the priest follow me."
After we have joined the Knights of the Assassins, I would like to ride with Kane."
The doubt in the knight's words never stopped. Isis didn't want to continue listening, so he directly ordered: "Stand down, I will protect my priest."
After saying that, Isis jumped onto the horse and sat behind Su Yun as a protector. He reached around Su Yun and gently pulled the reins, then ordered loudly, "Return to the city immediately!"
The gods' servants mounted their horses upon hearing the order, and the rest followed suit.
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It was Su Yun’s first time riding with someone else, and he actually felt a little bit novel. The black horse ran quickly, and the wind blew across his face, lifting his long hair.
Su Yun reached out and tied her long hair behind her head, and asked softly: "Isis, will I block your view?"
Isis didn't speak for a long time. Su Yun felt that the knight behind him seemed to have turned into a sculpture. Coupled with the already cold armor, Isis was like an ice sculpture at this time.
Su Yun turned around and saw the knight's stiff and red face.
"Father, Father God!" Isis finally spoke, "You...what did you say?"
Are you nervous? So nervous that you can't even hear what he's saying?
Su Yun found it funny. He reached out and pressed Isis's arm which seemed to be made of iron. Isis's arms were wrapped around him and were frozen steadily in mid-air. These arms also became part of the ice sculpture.
"Why are you so stiff? Is it because you don't want to ride with me?" This time, Su Yun's soothing was accompanied by a layer of command. He smiled softly and said, "Relax, don't be nervous."
Isis's body relaxed in response, and her arms and chest finally dared to touch Su Yun's shoulders and back. Only then did Isis finally stop looking like a sculpture. At this moment, she was a tough and powerful knight, and this embrace could give everyone a fearless sense of security.
But Isis's spirit was still tense. His voice passed by Su Yun's ears, and his breath was unusually weak: "I didn't! My God... I would never be unwilling... I... Did I offend you?"
Su Yun was stunned, but soon understood what Isis meant. Did the child think this way because he touched him?
Different from Alice and Anita's obsession, Isis has always kept her distance from him. Isis regulates herself with the attitude of "protecting faith". Maybe a casual touch is equivalent to blasphemy for him?
Su Yun sighed silently, and then said softly: "Isis, don't blame yourself, I'm glad that you can protect me... Isis, I'm glad."
The knight's chest was contracting violently, and he listened to his heartbeat like a drum.
, the sudden feeling of happiness was so strong that it seemed like a false dream.
His God...is in his arms.
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The knights' team quickly passed through the wilderness, but the wilderness of this era was simply the most terrifying purgatory in everyone's nightmares. The closer to the city, the more corpses were thrown. These diseased corpses were exposed to the sun and rain, and there were not even enough people to bury them.
The humans who had not yet been replaced by the gods' servants dodged in fear the corpses on the ground, while the gods' servants rode past on horseback as if they saw nothing, closely following their gods.
And on this rotting land, a man was walking quickly from a distance. He was dressed in black and looked strong and tall from a distance.
This didn't look like someone who was sick and left the city, and when this man approached the Knights, people saw clearly that he was wearing a mask.
This is a mask that everyone recognizes. The mask made of leather and metal covers the man's face, and there are long, sharp extensions at the mouth and nose, like a crow's beak.
This is a doctor, a doctor who treats the plague.
He stood in front of the team, holding a cane in his hand, and raised his head to the lord of the knights: "This kind priest, the majestic lord, will you allow me to eliminate the plague for your territory?"
The knights were puzzled. No one in their city had been infected with the plague so far, but a doctor... this seemed to be a job that no one could refuse.
The priest sitting in front of the lord actually smiled softly, and then the lord turned around and ordered: "Take him away."
After the simple command, the lord kicked his horse's belly and rushed past the plague doctor like the wind. His speed was astonishingly fast. The knights hurried to catch up with him. One of them was about to pull the doctor onto the horse, but the doctor took the place, grabbed the horse, and threw the original rider onto another person's horse.
Then, the doctor put on that bulky attire and rode his horse to chase after their lord.
The short journey soon reached its end, and when the knights entered the city gate, they were surprised to find that the doctor was even faster than them.
The new priest has already walked towards the monastery, and the doctor is holding his mask as if he wants to follow the priest - maybe this doctor was originally a priest? After all, many people who become doctors are priests.
But the lord of the knights did not allow the new doctor to act freely. He stopped the doctor and signaled him to
Pray before entering the city. As for how long it will take, no one knows.
Thus a brief conversation began and ended quickly between the lord and the doctor, with no third person hearing it except the two participants.
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"Do you still need a horse? Why not let the Father ride you directly?"
"You're jealous. Flora hasn't even woken up yet, but you can't help it?"
The author has something to say: Doctor Bird-beak lived in the 16th century, and there are claims that witch-hunting and the Protestant movement were causally related around the same time. However, the Black Death was largest in the 13th and 14th centuries, and there were also plague outbreaks after that, so the timeline is mixed up here.
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Muah!
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