Dancing is not allowed on the grave

The disheveled bard climbed out of the wreckage of the carriage, and looked at the two who lifted the lid of the coffin.

"The one who promised to help me drive the car, why did he drive it up the tree?" Nancy picked up the broken pieces of wood depressedly, "What should I do now?"

It was noon when they went out, and after driving for half a day, gray-purple clouds had already spread on the horizon, and the rose-like sunset also slowly sank behind the mountains, and the dusk was fading.

There was still about half a day's journey from this town to the border of Nathaniel. Searle checked the sky and decided to stay here for the night.

The three found a hotel nearby, spent a bag of gold coins to ask the boss to buy a new carriage, and went to the tavern next to the hotel for dinner.

The impact of the events of the princess’s wedding has not been eliminated. The Duke of Angus still controls the nobles and confronts the empire. Now the closer to Nathaniel, the more serious the situation is. There are obviously fewer pedestrians on the wide streets, and even the taverns are crowded. There were only a few guests sitting.

"Hey, have you heard? The small town to the south also had a corpse epidemic... I heard that dozens of people were infected in less than half a day, and the town is now closed."

"Tsk, why are there so many unlucky things recently? It seems that there have been news of this kind of news in seven or eight places... I don't know if it's true or not. It sounds more serious than the one 20 years ago."

When Syl heard their conversation, the chicken leg in his hand suddenly tasted bad.

After he, Melotti and the others hid all the way back to the cemetery, the information was completely closed. I didn’t expect that Karami was not the only one who broke out the corpse epidemic. From what the two said, it seemed that this terrible disease appeared everywhere in Augustine. disease.

"Hey, hurry home after eating, don't come out for a while, who knows if we will come out here too..." The man said halfway, as if he saw something precious, and stared blankly in one direction , the voice also stopped abruptly.

Searle followed his gaze and saw a blonde enter the store.

It can make people fix their eyes and forget what they want to say. This is indeed a beautiful woman. She casually pushes her light-colored curly hair behind her ears. Her movements are as quiet and gentle as those blue eyes, and her gestures exude charm. , provocative but has its own inviolable temperament.

She ordered a plate of vegetable salad, and Gu Zi sat down in the corner.

Syl admired beautiful women, but he didn't keep his eyes on the other person for too long, so as not to offend her, he only glanced twice, and leaned into Lancelot's ear, "Mr. Steward, she seems to be the one I saw Statue of Isabella."

The romantic golden curly hair is exactly the same, and the temperament is somewhat similar.

Lancelot glanced at the corner where the woman was sitting, and suddenly frowned, he hugged Searle calmly and turned his back, and also pulled away Nancy who was going to strike up a conversation.

Before leaving, Syl, who was a little dazed, saw one of the guests at the table get up and walk towards the woman.

"What's wrong?" Silly asked softly.

Lancelot didn't make a sound, and dragged them back to the hotel upstairs, and began to pack the luggage that had just been put away.

"Your Highness, we must leave here immediately."

Knowing Mr. Steward for so long, this is the first time Searle has seen him react like this... seems to be a little panicked.

"In Rosella, there is only one person who is so similar to Isabella—" Lancelot said in a deep voice, "Grazel."

Grezel is the name of the Holy See Pope.

"Huh?" Syl opened his eyes wide, "But isn't the Pope a man?"

"Oh, he's a pervert." Lancelot had no expression on his face, as if he was stating a very common thing, "Grezel likes to dress up as a woman, especially like to dress up like Isabella."

"..."

Nancy, who was still talking about "I want to write a poem for this beautiful woman", was also dazed for a while, and then recalled in her mind the face of His Majesty the Pope, whom she accidentally glimpsed when she went to the holy city.

"Hmm..." After a while, he came to the conclusion, "That is indeed His Majesty the Pope. I didn't expect him to have such a habit."

Grezel is more than 1000 years old. If the aging rate of ordinary human beings is used, he would have been a gray-haired, stooped old man.

However, this thousand-year-old man not only refuses to accept his old age, but also likes to wear women's clothing. Under careful consideration, Searle recalled a sentence from his original world inappropriately - women's clothing, there are only zero times and countless times.

And it is said that it is Isabella, the goddess of light, who opened the door to this new world for Grezel.

As a bard, Nancy still knows a lot about gossip in this regard.

Grezel was lonely and lonely when she was young, until she was discovered by Isabella, who was traveling around the world, and brought her up by her side. Of course, Isabella did not have the habit of picking up children casually, and she would favor Grezel. The main thing is to discover that this child has an amazing affinity for the light element.

Such a genius who practiced holy light magic, but wandered in the streets of the city and robbed rats for food, touched the compassion of the goddess of light, and in this way, Grezel became a person favored by the gods.

At that time, the Holy See of the Holy Light had not been established, and Isabella had not yet become the belief of the entire Rosella. Strictly speaking, she was only the god in charge of light.

Later, because the act of the Goddess of Light becoming immortal to save the world was widely praised, and the power of the Holy See continued to expand, she became an immortal myth in the hearts of everyone. However, in the poems and legends of that year, Isabella's temperament and ordinary Women are not much different - for example, they like to wear beautiful little skirts for the boys they bring with them.

It is said that Grezel had long, smooth, blond hair before he was an adult, and Isabella would braid it for him every morning and pin it on the side of his neck.

She also often changed Grezel's dresses in various styles, and said with emotion: "It's so cute!"

Syl: "..." I didn't expect the goddess of light to have such a bad taste.

Nancy nodded in agreement, "It is said that His Majesty the Pope was very resistant to the behavior of the Goddess of Light. When he was just an adult, he decided to cut off the long hair that had been left for more than ten years, and even burned all the dresses Isabella bought in the closet. So I didn't expect that the old man would have such a habit now."

Speaking of which, Nancy looked suspiciously at Lancelot, "How do you know that was His Majesty the Pope just now? I didn't even recognize him."

Lancelot replied lightly, "I had a fight with him a long time ago, and he was dressed like this at that time."

"!" Nancy was shocked, "It's so beautiful, how can you do it?"

Seale: "..." Is there something wrong with this focus?

"And then? Who won?" Finally asked the point.

"Both will suffer." Lancelot had already packed all his luggage and walked to the door.

In Nancy's view, it is quite normal for powerful magicians to meet their opponents to compete with each other. At this time, he did not realize that Lancelot said a long time ago, which spans a very long time.

So he was shocked, "You can even draw with His Majesty the Pope?"

What does that mean?It means that Lancelot is likely to have also reached the level of the god of law, a height that he and Melotti cannot reach.

However, Nan Xi had never heard that Ross pulled out an ice magic god, and the current Frost Throne was just the pinnacle of a great magister.

Could this be the legendary hidden and powerful magician?

Nancy suddenly remembered the dark wraith in the dungeon that even Lancelot couldn't deal with - so what kind of existence is Syl, stronger than the god of magic?

However, before he could finish digesting his shock, Lancelot had already taken Searle away without looking back.

When Nancy rushed downstairs, she only saw the ghost carriage that had been blinded by tricks driving away.

And the carriage that the boss promised to buy for him has not yet been seen.

Nancy walked out of the store, intending to hire a horse by herself. When passing by the tavern next door, she couldn't bear to glance in curiously, and found that the blonde girl suspected to be Grezel had disappeared, and the other table guests had just used After finishing the meal, he got up and prepared to leave the tavern.

"She's really beautiful, and she has a gentle temper. Did you see that she smiled at me just now, that's really..."

Nancy knew this well.

He has been to the Holy City to attend several Holy See gatherings. Don't talk about it, His Majesty's voice alone can make people feel like a spring breeze.

But thinking that this guest had no idea that the person he just struck up a conversation with was His Majesty the Pope of the Holy See, his mood became a little delicate.

Then Nancy thought of a more important question - at this time, under such a severe situation, His Majesty the Pope is not staying in the holy city, what is he doing in Augustine's town?

Couldn't it be... greedy for the vegetable salad here?