[Zongmeiying] Soul Mate

"Lisa, what are you looking at?" Morgana suddenly threw herself on Elizabeth's back, startling her.

"...It's nothing." Having said that, Elizabeth was still lost in thought as she looked at the complete darkness outside the corridor. She felt something was wrong, but she didn't know where it was wrong.

The candles in this corridor were dimly lit, and all the decorations were dark and gloomy. Something was really wrong. Elizabeth hugged her arms anxiously.

"What are we going to do?" She didn't know why her mind went blank, she could only ask Morgana helplessly.

"Hurry up, if you know who he is, you can go out!" Morgana smiled happily, and without any explanation, she pulled Elizabeth towards the door on the left in the corridor.

"You have to go in by yourself, I can only accompany you here." Morgana blocked Elizabeth at the door.

Elizabeth looked at her in confusion, "What?"

Only then did she start to look at Morgana carefully. Morgana was wearing a strange dress today, very retro and exotic. Her dark and thick hair was braided into a thick big braid hanging on her chest, and on the back of her snow-white hands Draw Henna.

"You have to go in by yourself, I can only accompany you here." Morgana repeated.

"What is this place? What's the matter with you?" Hearing her say this, Elizabeth became alert, and she straightened her body so that her back would not touch the door.

Morgana still maintained a happy smile, seeing Elizabeth's delay in moving, she did not reply, but stretched out one hand, pressing her shoulder with a force that Elizabeth could not shake at all, and the other hand slowed down. Slowly pressing down on the doorknob, mercilessly pushed Elizabeth into the door.

"Come on, Lisa, you know who he is and you can get out."

Elizabeth was pushed so that she couldn't stand still, and before she rushed over to try to hold the door, the door was quickly closed, and she could only watch Morgana's strange smiling face outside the door disappear from her sight.Unable to find the handle here, she hammered the door angrily, and suddenly felt a strange sense of touch in her hand, so she looked carefully and found that there were words engraved on the back of the door.

"The flames of war in the Holy City have never stopped." Elizabeth whispered. What does this mean?Does Holy City refer to Mecca?Or Jerusalem?

There was no useful information on the door, so she had to turn around and look at the surrounding environment. At first glance, it was a strangely decorated room, the whole tone was silver and black, very medieval and somewhat exotic, and the room was decorated with crosses , the white curtain hangs from the ceiling, there is nothing modern, and the chandeliers are lit with candles.

The cross, so it's not Mecca, does the holy city mean Jerusalem?

Elizabeth stood there without acting rashly. The whole thing was weird. She couldn't remember why she came here, let alone with Morgana. John remembers that it was summer vacation yesterday.

Rubbing her temples in embarrassment, her eyes were suddenly attracted by her clean left arm. Elizabeth held her left arm in panic, feeling a sudden dull pain in her heart, so strong that it left bright red spots on it. imprint.

She felt that something important was missing from her arm, but she couldn't remember anything, and the precious memories sank deeply in her mind, leaving only a hollow fracture for her.

"Calm down, Elizabeth, calm down..." Elizabeth whispered to herself, "Calm down!" The emerald green eyes rolled uncomfortably in their sockets. After a few deep breaths, when the panic finally faded away, Elizabeth began to focus on the whole Room.In any case, no matter what she had forgotten, she had to wait for her to get out of this damn room before she could get it back.

Noticing that a simple big bed was placed on the other side of the curtain, the heavy curtain was half hidden, and she could only see the foot of the bed clearly.

Will there be someone over there?Elizabeth carefully picked up a candlestick. By the way, Morgana said before, "If you know who he is, you can go out." Does she want Elizabeth to find out who is here?Will he be in that bed?

Unable to tell whether there was a second person in the room, or whether he was awake or asleep, Elizabeth was very nervous.

She cleared her throat carefully and asked softly, "Hello?"

No one answered her, the room was silent, there was no sound.

In fact, she knew in her heart that no one would answer, so Elizabeth asked again unwillingly, "Hi, is anyone there?"

Well, as expected, there was no response. Although she was a little uneasy about the unknown, Elizabeth knew that standing here was useless. She gritted her teeth, blew out the candle on the candlestick in her hand, and pulled out the candle that was almost half burned. The spikes used to hold the candles are revealed.

This shoddy weapon gave her a sense of security. Elizabeth walked over there carefully, and after some hesitation, she finally reached out and raised the heavy curtain.

What came into view was a large wooden bed with simple decoration, but some exquisite carvings could also be found on the bedposts, but Elizabeth had no time to pay attention to these, her gaze was completely taken by the person lying on the bed. attract.

The body posture of this person is very serene. Judging from his stature, he should be a man. His whole body is tightly wrapped, with no skin exposed. There is a silver mask with a calm expression on his face, and even his hair is covered by a turban. A crown rests on a thick turban.

I don't know why, when Elizabeth saw the crown, there was a sympathetic sadness in Elizabeth's heart. Is this also a king?

also?Why did she say that?

Elizabeth shook her head and left the candlestick on the table beside the bed. She walked to the bed and took a closer look, and found that the man didn't seem to be breathing, or maybe it was because his thick clothes blocked the weak rise and fall of his chest.

This made Elizabeth a little relieved. In a strange place, it was better to be in the same room with a strange patient or, uh... a dead person than a strange healthy man.

From entering this room until now, Elizabeth has not been afraid, as if this emotion has been cleared from her body. Her nervousness and anger all stem from the consideration of her own safety, but Elizabeth herself is completely unaware of this.

Feeling that if she wanted to know his identity, she had to see his face anyway. Although it didn't feel right, Elizabeth stretched out her hands as if sleepwalking, and carefully removed the silver mask.

However, his face surprised Elizabeth, and she almost couldn't hold the mask in her hand. The face under the mask was lifeless, distorted like a burnt wax figure, the nose was sunken, even the lips were damaged, and the skin was glowing. The ominous blue-gray, Elizabeth closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, and put the mask back on his face out of respect for the deceased.

This level of facial damage was only caused by a few diseases in ancient times. Who is this person?After she calmed down completely, a curious thought suddenly appeared in Elizabeth's mind, why did Morgana want her to know who he was?

After carefully searching the surrounding items, she found that there were many books and scrolls on the bookshelf. The low table was placed near the wall, and a half-played chess game was still kept on it. Elizabeth did not move. She looked over carefully. , Suddenly found an open book on the big desk beside the bed, a quill was pressed on the yellowed pages, and a sentence was marked.

"You will forget your pain, even thinking about it is like passing water." She finished reading softly, turned the book to check the title, and found that it was "The Book of Job". Elizabeth seemed to know this, this is a Bible The old volume tells the story of a man named Job, who lost his property and children and suffered from a serious skin disease, but still lived a strong life. His patience is regarded as a model for believers.

If this clue is useful, it may mean that the king also suffered from a skin disease. Elizabeth thought seriously. Was severe leprosy ruining his appearance?

She had basically determined the location of Jerusalem before, and then found a king here who should have died of a serious skin disease.

If the answer really was about a leper-affected king of Jerusalem, she knew it.

"Baldwin IV," she said softly, "good day, Your Majesty."

Elizabeth woke up gasping, and immediately felt Caius' cold fingers gently grasping the back of her neck.

"What's the matter?" Before dawn, Elizabeth had always slept well, and Caius couldn't help worrying that she woke up suddenly without warning.

"I... I had a weird dream." Elizabeth shook her head, this was not like her usual dream, Elizabeth was not a preoccupied person, except for the time when she just lost her parents, she didn't have a few nightmares, And she had slept soundly since meeting Caius.

It was just a dream, she comforted herself, there was no need to make a fuss about it.

"It's nothing, it should be because I was too tired from playing during the day," Elizabeth leaned into Caius' arms, resting her forehead on his chest.

Caius didn't ask any more questions. He stroked Elizabeth's back comfortingly. They did go to a lot of places today, and maybe let her have a good rest for a day tomorrow.

"Sleep a little longer, it's still early." He whispered softly.

Elizabeth nodded, and closed her eyes obediently, but she couldn't contain her rushing thoughts. Now she recalled a little bit, what was going on with this dream?It couldn't be because she always felt that Morgana had to introduce someone to her, right?Besides, how could she recognize the symptoms of leprosy? She can't tell at all now. When did she see it?

When exactly?