Chapter 642 (1/2)
The long night will pass, just as the dawn will come.
The flame burning all night was finally extinguished, but it was a pity that the original towering Bain cathedral was almost only a charred broken wall. There was a piece of scorched earth between the ruins. The statue of the Holy Cross with only coke broke in the morning breeze and fell into the scattered ashes.
Although she was prepared, Charlotte couldn't help holding her breath when she walked into the ruins of the church.
The burning smell in the air made her want to vomit. The scorched earth and ruins under her feet seemed to laugh at her weakness, vase and powerlessness, as if those remnant Huan were laughing at her own smiling faces one by one;
Under the scorched earth and ruins, the scorched arm seemed to be holding her throat and asking why she didn't save herself;
The statue of the Holy Cross, which fell in the ashes, is looking down on itself with righteousness and solemnity, yelling at its failure to do its duty to protect faith.
Priests and nuns persecuted by heretical churches, archbishops who died, rebellious nobles who fell under the knight's sword, collapsed cathedrals
All of them are loudly reprimanding themselves. Why did Charlotte Turin fail to fulfill her responsibility as the count of the red blood castle? Why did it embarrass the Turin family and rely on the strength of outsiders to avoid losing face?!
Why, why can't I do all this well and not become the head of Turin compared with our ancestors?!
Her face turned red, Charlotte's shoulders clenched by Bei's teeth trembled slightly, and her firm face left two slight invisible tears... She now had an inexplicable impulse to destroy everything she saw!
But in the end, she squatted down silently, picked up the fallen statue of the holy cross again, and fixed it on the charred table; Despite the dust and skirt on the ground, he knelt down slowly and prayed with his hands folded.
Time seemed to stagnate at this moment, slowing down before dawn.
At this moment, a leisurely, even footstep came from behind; The countess, who breathed slightly, calmly opened her eyes, got up and looked back. Charles, who looked as usual, was bowing to her meticulously.
”Count.”
”Charles.” Charlotte instantly recovered and nodded slightly, ”have you found him?”
”We found Lord Loren in the altar of the cathedral... Exactly after Lucian and the wizard ayin.” the housekeeper nodded. Of course he knew who the count was talking about.
”Really, how's it going?”
”Not very optimistic... His injury is very serious. Although there is no particularly obvious fatal injury, I'm afraid he can't recover immediately - all his armor has been broken, he has a high fever and is very weak. It's hard to imagine what a terrible battle he has experienced.”
Charles looked a little dim and sighed softly: ”and so far, Lord Lorraine is still in a coma... There is no sign of waking up.”
”What?!” cried the count subconsciously.
”Ah... Don't worry. According to miss Ariel and wizard Ayn Rand, this is not the first time he has encountered this situation - it's just a serious loss of energy and his body needs enough rest... Well, that's right.” at this point, even Charles himself showed a strange expression.
Although he is not a doctor with superb medical skills, he is only ”energy loss” after such a serious trauma, and it is not the first time
Loren Turin... Is he a man or a monster in human skin?
”Really?” Charlotte was obviously skeptical. ”They... Really said that?”
”There is no empty word.” Charles nodded slightly. ”Although I have some doubts, these two know the wizard at the top and are Lord Loren's friends... There should be no fake.”
”Probably.” thinking of Miss Ariel's attitude towards Loren, Charlotte couldn't help shaking her head: ”now that the heresy mission has been solved, the next problem is the problem in the red blood castle.”