Quick Transmigration: Doomsday If You Don’t Fall in Love

Leon finished answering her question and left the prison wagon.

Li Hong looked at his back and couldn't help but ask Van Lunding: "Are you the knight commander reliable?"

Seeing that she was no longer crying, Van Lundin immediately let out a big sigh of relief, and repeatedly promised: "Don't worry, the sir never said anything unsure. Since he said that, he must be fine!"

Li Hong was still a little skeptical, but based on the current situation, she seemed to have no other choice but to trust the knight commander.

As night fell gradually, it was Yuehua who was like practicing. The knights of the knights have been busy for a day, and now they are ready to rest. The guards who left the night watch, the people beside them all pointed to the thin blankets, leaning on their horses, and planned to sleep overnight.

Van Lunding looked at Li Hong's thin body, took out the spare blanket from his salute, and then walked to the prison cart. His companion noticed his behavior and couldn't help but reminded: "Van Lentin, she is a heretic witch that the saint personally ruled, and your precious sympathy should not be used on such a person."

After getting along with each other for a long time, Van Lundin understood that the other party's words were concerned about himself. If it is a witch case in a general place, forget it, and the name of the Knight Order can save two people. But the witch who has a relationship with the evil dragon Horu and signed the verdict by the Holy See herself is not the case-no one can save her, put too much affection on her, and in the end, she will only make herself heartened by her death. Broken, there is no benefit anymore.

Van Lundin understood, so he just smiled and blinked: "I'm just sending a blanket."

Seeing that the knight couldn't persuade him, he could only sigh and let him go. The knight thought to himself that when the day of the execution was the big deal, he asked Van Lentin to go to the most expensive bar in the Papal country to drink and relax, as a comfort.

This world has become more ridiculous and magical since the Holy See and the wizards began to hostilities and judged the wizards as evil.

The knight sighed, "Van Lundin, Van Lundin, you really shouldn't be here."

Van Lundin only gave the blanket to Li Hong, and then smiled slightly: "No, this is where I should be. I would like to lay down my life for the peace and joy of the world."

Li Hong leaned on the prison car, and heard his words, his heart moved. She asked the trial: "What is the situation of the Holy See in this world?"

Tian Shen sorted out the information and briefly told her the history of the Holy See.

The Holy See and the wizard did not oppose each other from the beginning. Among the "Ten Commandments of the Holy Lord" believed by the Holy See, none of them emphasized the "Single Lord". Therefore, before the thirty-eighth pope, the relationship between the pope and the wizards who believed in nature was not against the river, and the relationship was barely considered harmonious.

But the thirty-ninth pope was a mad believer. He laid down the eleventh commandment, the "One Lord". He also accused the wizards who believed in nature as evil, heretics, and the incarnation of **** messengers in the world. Their existence will bring endless disasters to the world. In order to pray for God's mercy, countries must drive out these pagans. The Holy See has an overwhelming number of believers and advantages in the world, and their rights can even surpass the imperial power based on what the people want. This method of the Holy See, while expanding its influence, has no intention of hitting the imperial power again. Let the emperors of those empires clearly realize that even if they are the masters of a country, some things still have to be listened to by the Holy See.

This massive looting movement naturally aroused revenge from the wizards. These wizards were dark and cunning. Knowing that they could not win the Holy See head-on, they started in the dark. In the later years of the 39th Pope, the wizards organized a large-scale riot. In this riot, the Holy See lost the treasure passed down from generation to generation, and the 39th Pope collapsed because of this, and died within a year.

The current Pope is the 40th, and he is a personally selected disciple of the 39th, so he treats wizards better than the previous ones. He proposed the "reporting system" for wizards-as long as they are cited as wizards and cannot prove themselves, they will be put on fire according to the rules set by the Holy See.

Such a mechanism is nothing more than a catastrophe for many wizards hiding in the village, but in the same way, this approach also caused the death of many innocent people. The emperor of the Kraiji Empire once advised the Pope, and the Pope was furious at this, refuting the infidelity of the Kraiji Empire, and even refused to crown the prince of Kraiji at that time, which is now the Emperor of Kraiji—

Among dozens of countries on this continent, Emperor Craig is the only emperor who has not been granted the throne by the pope. Therefore, his throne was covered with bones that came along the way. In a country without the protection of the Pope, no matter who sends troops to attack and invade, it is a just battle "blessed by the Lord". Had it not been for this new king, Tianzong's talent, coupled with the high domestic support, I am afraid the Craig Empire would have long ceased to exist.

It is such a great king who still bowed his head to the Holy See for the sake of ruling the people and living a peaceful and peaceful life. Leon Griffizi's joining the Knights Templar is an iron proof that the Craigie Empire has softened to the Holy See. But what is intriguing is that since Leon Griffizi has belonged to the Holy See, his title should logically be re-granted by the Pope, but Emperor Craig still made him inherit his father’s title and become Griffith. Duke Ziz, this approach seems to be telling the Holy See again-I did not kneel down.

The dual identity made Leon Griffiths encounter a lot of difficulties when he first entered the Templars. He is considered to be the nail buried in the Templars in the Kregi Empire, and he is the king's correspondent. It's a pity that the Duke of Griffiths perfectly inherited all the virtues of the Griffiths that are spread in the ballads. He is powerful, handsome, sensible, and personable, even if even the saint fell for him. The Pope was even more convinced by him, believing that the spy was only a pretentious attempt by the enemy country, not only re-friended the Craigie Empire, but also appointed him as the new knight commander.

It can be said that the Kregi Empire can maintain the posture of the first power and re-establish diplomatic relations with the Papal State even when the king is not given the gift of the Pope, which is inseparable from the duke's wandering in the Holy See.

Li Hong couldn't help but sigh: "It's really complicated."

After a pause, she asked again: "You said that the treasure of the Holy See was lost in the last riot, so did they find it later?"

Tian Shen said: "Find it back, otherwise the Holy See will not have a saint."

Li Hong sighed regretfully when he heard the words: "I still think that if there is not yet, I will let you look for it. I pretend to dream of the treasure. Relying on the contribution of the treasure, I will save myself from the fire."

Tianshen: "..."

Tianshen said painstakingly: "Believe me, if you have time to ponder this, it's really better to work on Leon Griffiths-it's definitely easier than you find treasures that have returned to the Holy See!"

Li Hong sighed and wanted to say, didn't I just think about it, don't you allow people who don't know when they will be put on fire to have a dream?

But before she could speak, she heard footsteps first.

The footsteps were very quiet, and if it were not for the slight slamming of horse spikes on the boots, Li Hong would never find anyone coming. It was late at night, and most people had fallen into a dream except for the knights who were watching the night by the stream.

Li Hong immediately closed his eyes and pretended to fall asleep holding the blanket sent by Van Lundin.

The footsteps seemed to stop beside her. Li Hong closed his eyes and couldn't help holding his breath.

Leon Griffiths held a small silver bowl with slender and strong fingers. He paused and glanced at the witch who was "sleeping" with a calm expression.

The witch's skin was still glowing red, and dark red flesh was already exposed in some places. However, it seems that she has followed Van Lentin's advice and did not touch the wounds with her hands to avoid secondary infections.

When the knight commander saw the witch asleep, his behavior became bolder. He put the small silver bowl next to the prison wagon, and then took out the portable silver jug ​​from his arms. The jug was filled with spirits, which he prepared to deal with occasional insomnia symptoms, but it was just right now. Can be used to disinfect the guy in front of you.

Li Hong's iron mask was worn for about four or five days, and the air in the cell was humid. When he saw the rust inside the mask, the knight commander was very worried that she would be infected with an incurable disease. Fortunately, the witch seemed to be a little weak, but there was no other serious problem, probably the shackles were solved in time.

Leon poured out the liquor, and Li Hong smelled the strong vodka almost instantly. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and when she didn't know whether she should wake up or sleep, she heard a low "Don't move".

Before Li Hong opened his eyes, one hand had already pinched her chin and restrained her movement.

She heard the knight commander's voice coming in a cold tone: "Everyone has fallen asleep, you have to bear it."

Li Hong originally wanted to ask Shinobu, when the diluted alcohol was stained with clean linen and spotted her wounds, Li Hong almost screamed! Fortunately, she knew her situation and bit her teeth for life, even though the pain caused the teeth to collide and tremble, she didn't make a sound.

Leon carefully disinfected her wounds. After putting away the bottle, he was a little surprised to see Li Hong sweating on his forehead due to pain, but he really didn't.

Leon was silent for a moment and asked: "Can't you feel the pain?" I heard that most wizards have talent skills. He has also met a wizard on the battlefield who can relieve his pain.

Li Hong heard Leon's question and still closed his eyes. She spoke for a long while, and said in a low voice: "It hurts to death."

Leon was a little surprised. He thought that the witch would look back on holding back and show herself how strong she was. He never expected that she would admit defeat so easily. So Leon said: "Since it hurts, why don't you say it."

Li Hong opened her eyes. She glanced at Leon as if she was crazy, and said inexplicably, "You told me to be quiet?"

Leon had nothing to say. The witch in this cage was so arrogant, it seemed that the sinner was not herself, but the knight standing outside the cage.

This person is probably not a witch.

At this moment, the knight commander unexpectedly agreed with Van Lentin's judgment. He thought deeply that if wizards were all of this virtue, the Knights Templar would have eliminated them long ago.

Leon pinched her chin and looked at her wound. Moonlight shone on her uninjured half of her face, and the skin that was reflected was as white and bright as a pearl. Leon had never been in contact with women at such a quiet distance, and could not help but pause his fingers.

When Li Hong looked at him with some confusion, it seemed that he didn't want to be bewitched by her golden eyes anymore. Leon forced himself to look at her injured part and commanded lowly: "Close your eyes."

Li Hong was a little angry, so she opened her eyes wide, and even provoked the corners of her mouth at Leon. Although the next moment, she grinned in pain because of the wound.

Tianshen collapsed and said: "My aunt, he can kill you with just one finger in terms of identity. Can we not provoke him? We must rely on him to treat our face!"

Li Hong breathed in pain, and said slowly: "No. I'm not happy. Look at his attitude, when did Chen Lin and Li Gui talk to me like this?"

She angered: "It's a big deal, start all over again, anyway, the card is already the worst, and it won't be worse if you play it again. It's better to break the jar."

Tianshen: "..." When the loyal dog was there, you felt tired of others. Okay, now it's getting colder, and you feel tired from rubbing against others. What can I do, I am also desperate, okay?

The desperate trial said: "I think it can be saved. Think about your game!"

When Li Hong was mentioned, she was angry, but before she could argue with Tianshen, darkness suddenly fell in front of her. Seeing her life and death, Leon refused to close her eyes, so he simply covered her eyes with his hands!

Li Hong closed his eyes subconsciously, and the touch of his eyelashes brushing his palms made Leon almost retract his hand. He lowered his eyes to see Li Hong, and saw her holding the blanket she was holding in her palm—naturally, he also saw the owner's name embroidered on the blanket's foot.

The knight commander paused for a moment, then his voice whispered, but his tone was indifferent but threatening.

He retracted his hand and said to the witch who closed his eyes: "Leona Wood, whether you are innocent or not, it’s better to be safe along the way. Van Lentin is gentle by nature, but this is not a place for you to use. If you let me I know that you are thinking badly about his kindness...Even if you bear the punishment of the saint, I will definitely let you enjoy the blade of the Templar before enjoying the holy fire."

Li Hong: "..." Oh, then you are great.

Li Hong looked cold, but suddenly felt a chill on his cheeks. Because of the injury, even if she deliberately ignored her, her cheeks were always hot and sore. Now that I don't know what was put on her face, the originally hot wound became cool and comfortable at once, making her want to sigh with relief.

Li Hong couldn't help but opened his eyes, and saw the knight commander holding a small silver bowl, and he was reaching out to dig out something similar to green mud from the bowl and wipe it on his face. Li Hong glanced at it, guessing that it was the product of a certain herbal medicine that was ground and mixed with potion and special powder.

Leona's face was small, and this small bowl of medicine only took half of it, and she covered all her wounds carefully.

Leon took the medicine back and glanced at Li Hong, who was a little itchy and wanted to touch the wound, and said neither salty nor indifferent: "If you don't want to leave a scar, you'd better not touch it."

Li Hong immediately closed his hands and closed his eyes when he heard the words, doing a good-looking baby sleeping. Leon couldn't help wondering if all women were like this, even witches, would give in to the word "scar".

But the witch in front of her will definitely not answer his question.

Leon took a look at her wound one last time, and after confirming that the problem was not serious, he packed up his belongings and turned to leave.

Li Hong heard the footsteps walking away, then secretly opened his eyes and glanced for a moment.

The handsome knight with blond hair and blue eyes straightened his back and walked calmly. He walked towards the stream, seemingly intending to change shifts with his companion by the stream. Li Hong caught a glimpse of two blankets in his arms. Li Hong looked at what he was wearing, and couldn't help thinking: Is there something he intends to lend to himself?

Don't take it away. Although there is already one, it is not too hot this day. Who would think that there are too many quilts!

But Leon couldn't hear Li Hong's inner confession. He just held two blankets and gave one to the knight on duty, and he continued to guard the bonfire for him.

Li Hong looked eagerly for a while, and made sure that he had no chance to get it. He could not help but sighed slightly, closing his eyes and fell asleep.

When Li Hong woke up the next day, the entire knights had already formed their camp, and they were ready to go.

Seeing that she was awake, Van Lundin smiled and handed her a towel to lend her to wash.

Li Hong said thank you, but he didn't move while holding the wet towel. Van Lundin pityed her, said "wait a while" to her, then ran to Leon and whispered something to him. Leon turned his gaze around, frowned and looked very unhappy, but he finally nodded to Van Lentin.

Van Lunding smiled and took the key and unlocked Li Hong, and at the same time he told: "I promised to take you to the stream to wash, can't you run?"

Li Hong thought for a while and asked, "What if I run away?"

Van Lundin asked very seriously: "Do you know that the archers of the Craig Empire claim to be the strongest?"

Li Hong shook his head honestly.

Van Lentin asked again: "Then you know now, and I can also tell you that the commander has won the championship in the Craigie Empire Archery Competition for seven consecutive years. From the age of fifteen until he joined the Knights Templar-Clay The king of bows and arrows in the Kyrgyz Empire has always been him."

Li Hong tentatively said: "So?"

Van Lundin smiled: "So if you want to run, if you don't run three meters, you will be shot in the knee."

Li Hong: "..."

She solemnly promised: "I will never run away."

Coming out of the cramped prison cart and stepping barefoot on the green grass, Li Hong had a feeling of rebirth. On the one hand, she felt that she was so miserable. On the other hand, she couldn't wait to take a look at her face by the stream.

Van Lundin told her to slow down and be careful of falling down. She couldn't hear him either, and looked at the reflection on the lake happily.

The medicinal mud applied on the face was almost dry yesterday. Li Hong dipped some water to wash off the green mud, and the original skin was exposed little by little. With the reflection of the lake water, Li Hong could clearly see that his skin condition was much better, the ulcers had been crusted, and the original redness gradually faded away, but there were still a lot of red blood streaks. But compared to yesterday's tragic "rotten face", this can really be said to be very exciting.

Li Hong cried in his heart: "It's great, if the face can recover, I can at least follow the strategy of relying on the face."

Tian Shen thought for a while, and swallowed back the fact that "the saint was called Christie Rose and Leon Griffith was not treated differently".

After all, people still have to have dreams.

Before Li Hong was happy for too long, Van Lunding came back with a small silver bowl. He said to Li Hong: "The chief said you have to apply it for half a month, otherwise it is easy to leave sequelae.

Before Li Hong was happy for two seconds, he fell into silence when he looked at the pot of green clay.

The rotten face and half of the face are full of green clay, there seems to be no difference between the two.

Li Hong said "Oh", for the long-term plan, he could only put himself on top of the green mud.

Leon Griffizi noticed the girl's puffed cheeks from a distance, and couldn't help but pause for a moment with the subordinate's words to pay attention to the matter.

The sun was shining on the witch's dark night hair. She seemed to be unable to bear the messy hair anymore. She half-kneeled by the lake, borrowed a comb and soap from Van Lundin, and washed her hair angrily by the lake. But it seems that because she hasn't been taken care of for a long time, her hair is really **** too badly. Leon saw her staring at the dagger on Van Lundin's waist, before he had time to be vigilant, he saw her look innocent, and asked Van Lundin with his hands together.

Van Lundin looked very surprised when he heard the request, but couldn't bear the girl's repeated pleadings, and still pulled out the dagger.

"—!"

Leon saw the sharp point of the dagger, and the ice-blue pupils couldn't help but tighten for a moment. His spirit collapsed to the extreme at this moment, but he didn't know who he was nervous because of.

He ignored the bewildered "sir" from his subordinates and wanted to rush to the lake. However, he only took two steps and saw Van Lunding picking up the witch's severely knotted hair and cutting it with a knife. Down.

With black hair scattered all over the place, Van Lundin shook his head regretfully, and put away the dagger helplessly. The witch was satisfied, unable to feel the pity of others, and quickly and neatly took care of the remaining hair.

Leon's steps were taken back abruptly. He heard his subordinates call him in confusion for the third time: "Sir?", he turned his head and said to him: "You continue."

Viscount Yasa, who is very good at investigating in the Knights, looked serious. He said solemnly: "I found dense horseshoe prints nearby. The footprints are very clear, but we all know it rained the day before yesterday.

Leon's expression gradually froze when he heard the words: "You mean—"

Asaph said solemnly: "Sir, a cavalry team is following us."

He paused and added: "I'm afraid it started after we left Mohr Prison."