To Four Thousand Years Later

Ten minutes later, Leo returned to the hall as if nothing had happened.

He has a good grasp of details

He had already eaten all the fat pigeons on the table. Just when he was going to the toilet. His table had been cleaned again, and a bottle of mulled wine had been brought along with some ice and sugar.

Looking at the glass of wine, Leo began to recall Phoenix's words in his mind.

"Remember, Leo. There were three people called out by us, but only you joined us.

Phoenix told him: "The other two people were called away by Leonardo. Once you are discovered by Adrian, they will be your scapegoats."

"Aren't you going to kill the Pope?

"Don't worry, Leo. Things have to be done one by one, and people have to be killed one by one." Phoenix chuckled: "Adrian naturally has the value of his existence. It's not time for him to die. If he Something went wrong. On the contrary, the clear situation will become chaotic again.” King Solomon said that destruction can only solve the problem itself, and cannot change the soil where the problem occurred. If killing a king can rule a country, killing a pope can occupy a religion, killing a fool can make others wise, and killing an unrighteous person can make others righteous, then I would have Blood flowed like a river after killing him.

Her voice was steady and high. It is reminiscent of a goshawk and a huntress shouting on a horse.

"Killing me will not bring happiness. It will only destroy misfortune. But what it can destroy. It is only the embodiment of misfortune. It is not the source of misfortune. If there is anything in this world that can make people happy, then only justice And truth—that is, a kind heart, and the truth that never stands.

She recited the proverbs of King Solomon. Words that Leo had memorized from childhood seemed to have unmistakable meanings now.

He finally understood what King Solomon's proverb meant. Therefore, Leo admired King Solomon's wisdom and evil beyond his time. Even today, two thousand years later, the many proverbs left by him are still far more shining and eye-catching than the mediocre people.

This kind of wisdom. It can only be exchanged by trading with demons.

"Today, there are people from three parties gathered here. Who sent them and what purpose they want to achieve, I will not be able to tell you for a while, but you can try it yourself. To judge whether he will give a piece of candy Crushed it, and patted it on his shoulder without any trace. Then poured a glass of light golden wine into his glass, and threw all the ice cubes and the remaining sugar into it.

"I will give you four pieces of candy. You have to eat at least one of them. The method of use is to drink it in wine, which can cure the poison you may be poisoned later. And you have to crush at least one piece and pat it on your right shoulder On, remember not to drop it until the crisis is resolved. This is a mark I have set in advance. People with sugar on their shoulders will be secretly protected by our people. It is dark.

Leo drank and listened to the song, quietly waiting for the Pope and Du Juanhou to come out.

In less than half an hour, amidst the clamor of people, the Pope and Du Juanhou walked into the hall together from the outside.

"May the wisdom of King Solomon be with you.

People stood up together and greeted the Pope and Marquis Du Juan.

The Pope nodded gently and lowered his hands. Touch your forehead and heart with your hands. He said gently: "May King Solomon, St. Augustus and all the righteous and good people in the world protect you.

He spoke again and asked everyone to sit down. Then he turned to the maids and said softly: "Please serve the food, everyone. Bring us the best wine and meat, and let us share today's joy. Du Juanhou, who is beside the Pope, has not spoken, but his face is full of joy. Ruo smiled happily and excitedly. It seemed that he was the invited guest. He probably reached some kind of agreement with King Adrian I. Did the Pope promise to protect him? Or did he promise to stand in the fight against King Solomon? On his side? Or the analyst who agreed to protect Archbishop Valajilio and sat down with a smile, calm in his heart.

Following Du Juanhou and the Pope, some nobles who were relatively close to Wallachia and had not had time to be executed by King Solomon also walked into the hall with smiles on their faces. They surrounded the Pope with laughter and flattery. But the Pope just greeted everyone in an equal and gentle manner, and gave witty answers to everyone in a wise and orderly manner. His well-quoted proverbs made the bishops and cavaliers constantly praise him. Even the two archbishops who were most indifferent to the Pope dared not eat at this time. Instead, I watched the Pope preaching proverbs and sharing wisdom to the crowd. And Leo just felt ironic.

Their Pope, who is said to have extraordinary wisdom, courage, and kindness, looks like a statue of a Roman **** at first glance. His movements are calm and not overwhelming, and his face is full of compassion. Just looking at his face, others would never imagine how cruel his heart is.

The Pope seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised his head slightly to look at Leo.

At that moment, Leo felt that his heart was almost seized by unreasonable fear, but the Pope just smiled at him kindly, and turned his eyes away. Leo just smiled embarrassingly, picked up the wine and took another sip. If someone walked around behind Leo at this time, he would be able to see that his back was soaked in sweat instantly. He felt that his fingers and calves became cold and numb, his eyes were dizzy, and his ears seemed to be buzzing.

He almost thought he was going to die.

At the moment when he felt his heart beating and the blood vessels in his chest were about to burst, Phoenix's eyes burning with golden red flames suddenly flashed in his mind. The invisible power was eliminated by the flames, and his heartbeat slowly slowed down and became stable.

What kind of sorcery is that? Leo was terrified in his heart, but tried his best to maintain his posture and curled up as usual, wiping the sweat dripping from his forehead and temples with a napkin. The Marquis of Povato walked towards the middle of the hall, and the music died down.

"In the glory of King Solomon, St. Augustus, and the kings of the world, it is a great honor to invite you to my castle.

Lord Marquis said reservedly.

His thin body is stuffed with cotton wool, which makes his physique less pathetic. But his face was still long and thin. It looks like a bird. This is somewhat similar to Phoenix.

If Miss Phoenix is ​​a bird of prey, Du Juanhou's face looks exactly like a chicken.

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in Leo's mind, which made the corner of his mouth rise a little.

"As you can see, in the past few days, we in Wallachia have encountered unprecedented difficulties. Du Juanhou said in a deep voice: "Some of our loyal and kind allies accidentally violated the law, and their families were destroyed as a result, and their land was taken back.

"I don't mean that our king's execution of sinners is unjust. But I think, and our lord pope does, that it's barbaric, to say the least. Uncivilized, or slightly hasty.

"But believe me, all darkness will pass away, for the dawn will come'. As King Solomon said, the injustice will pass away, and the time of justice will come. Although we have lost some friends, but And now I have new friends! A new group of noble, tolerant, just, and wise friends!"

He said aloud, raising his glass to the crowd: "To my friends!

After speaking, he drank it down.

Those nobles also got up, turned around and raised their wine cups: "To my friends!"

They also drank it down. The atmosphere of the banquet was high. Like a conductor, Du Juanhou raised his hands to signal the band to play music again. Just as agreed before, this time the magnificent and exciting music sounded, and the sumptuous meals were served one after another.

In response, some priests and nobles toasted the lord and blessed him. Others gathered around the Pope, racking their brains to ask him some simple questions, in order to show that they love to think and learn.

A man sitting in the front corner also stood up. He picked up the wine and walked towards Du Juanhou.

"I wish you good health, my lord.

The man's humble voice came.

After speaking, he drank the wine in the glass first. It was a little out of order, and he didn't bless himself. The Marquis raised his brows in displeasure, but he still laughed loudly and drank the little wine left in the glass in one gulp.

But at the moment when he raised his face with his arms in his arms, the man raised his arms slightly. The arrow shot out from his sleeve and hit Du Juanhou's abdomen. Du Juanhou's pupils widened, and his body shook slightly. The sound of arrows being shot and sunk into torsos was drowned out in the great music. Coupled with the fact that his body covered the Marquis, only a few people vaguely realized something was wrong.

However, at this moment, a girl dressed as a maid approached the Marquis from behind with a fish in her hand.

She reaches for the plate.

Under the body of the fish, there is a thin and short dagger. It was a very small, thin dagger, good only for peeling fruit.

Or to slit the throat of a nobleman. The moment Du Juanhou knelt down because of the injury, she hugged the Marquis' chin with her left hand, and buried his head into her plump chest. The right hand raised the short dagger, pierced the Marquis' throat, and cut off, almost to the base of the Marquis' ear and her own hand.

"Before the screams came out, an assassin shot an arrow through the window and knocked down the chandeliers one by one.

Chaos, crying and death ensue.