The Sensory Animals of Ston Hill

Twenty-nine conservative leaders were arrested on the spot.Immediately afterwards, the meeting passed a new decree: all suspected counter-revolutionaries can be executed directly without trial.

The decree took effect immediately, and 30 people were declared suspects on the spot.In addition to the 29 conservative leaders, there was one who was not present-Alan Stone who refused to surrender to the National Guard.

Grace knew very well that someone had informed her.There are traitors among conservatives.

George Konstantinos already knew it, and he was taking revenge.

Grace said to the person next to her, "Lend me some change, please."

The person next to him hadn't recovered from the coup, and Grace had to say it twice before he realized it and opened his purse.

Grace took a gold coin from it, thanked it, got up and left the conference hall.

He hails a chaise in the square and gives the address.On the way, he kept urging the coachman to go faster.

After arriving at the residence, he went to the landlord's kitchen to pick up a sharp knife for cutting bacon, then went upstairs to his room and locked the door behind him.

He put the knife in a drawer first, then took out the letters hidden under the mattress and put them in the tub he usually used to wash clothes.Then he struck the match, let the flame lick the paper, and let go.The letter paper full of secrets and promises quickly curled up, turned black, and finally turned into ashes.

Father Banal had told him to destroy the letters as soon as he read them, but Grace kept them all.Because not leaving evidence is to preserve life after failure, and Grace doesn't care about it; all kinds of failures are the same to him, and only one kind of success is meaningful to him.He needs the promise contained in these letters.

But just now he felt that it was better not to let more people bleed.

When all the letters were almost burned, the door of the house was savagely knocked open from the outside.

Grace stood up, leaning her back against the table, the drawer with the sharp knife behind his waist.

Unfortunately, it was only Dr. Durand who came.

Presumably, Konstantinos must be very busy at the moment, he wants to enjoy the joy of victory with his companions.

When Dr. Durand saw the basin full of ashes, sadness and disappointment appeared on his face at the same time.He looked at Grace and asked, "Miss Grace, why are you doing this?"

"He lied to you," Grace said.

"But you deceived him first, and your treachery caused great pain in his heart. Miss Grace, I now believe that George was right. Your actions show that enemies and conspiracy are everywhere, and that the revolution is always in danger."

"You are the ones who are in danger!" Grace suddenly roared, "You have turned the Reformation into a beast! How many people have died? It is devouring its children!"

"It's 'revolution,'" Dr. Durand corrected him. "Revolutions always involve sacrifices."

"Go away." Grace stared at him tremblingly.

Doctor Durand looked at him sympathetically, "Miss Grace, you are not the only one who feels the loss. Please look out of the window and see those ordinary people who take up arms and go to the battlefield. Small, not enough to make up for those losses. You think the constitution promulgated by the meeting is too thin and has too many loopholes, but for those poor people, just this small progress, one or two sentences in the constitution, is already a goal they have never had. The achievements they have made make them willing to protect with their lives."

Tears welled up in Dr. Durand's eyes, and his voice began to choke, "We can't give up. We have persisted until now, and we must never give up! Only Konstantinos' tenacity and unyielding character can lead us. Now everyone Full of despair, no one knows where the revolution will eventually go, but anyone with virtue and justice knows that it cannot be turned around. It cannot be in vain and return to the past.”

"You can make it stop, just stop here!"

Dr. Durand was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, "It is impossible to stop. Before complete victory comes, stopping is destruction."

Grace sat down, put her hand on her forehead and stopped talking.After a while, the door of his room was opened and closed again, and someone locked it outside.

In the afternoon, a flatbed truck escorting condemned prisoners passed by his window.Grace knew that this was an order from Konstantinos, and he wanted to let himself see it with his own eyes.

Grace simply opened the window and stood leaning against the ledge, holding the knife in her hand.

He saw three or four people in each flatbed, not all of the 29 conservative leaders arrested at today's meeting.Grace guessed that someone had escaped during the few hours, but someone had also found his family and friends - because he saw there were women.

Grace finds herself knowing one of the women.Because the last time she saw her, she was still wearing a high wig and her face was painted white, so Grace almost didn't recognize her now.But in fact, they have been communicating very frequently recently.According to Father Banal, this is a very intelligent woman, and many of the decisions of conservatives are made in the living room of this lady.

This lady is very cautious, all secret letters are written with her left hand, and she has mentioned many times in the letter that she has had some friendship with Colonel Ston, appreciates his ability, and will definitely help Grace rescue him.

Grace remembered her name: Mrs. Drummer.

Mrs. Drummer was so quiet that she didn't seem to be going to die, and the flatbed cart carrying her drifted away.Grace lay on the window in despair, not daring to look up again.

The onlookers shouted the crimes of each prisoner: "traitor", "liar", "robber", "traitor"... Grace heard someone shout: "Army bandit!"

He cried bitterly and raised his head, his vision was blurred by tears, but he still saw Alan Stone standing on the last flatbed at a glance.That face has never been so dirty as it is now, but the eyes are calm, looking forward.

Grace dropped the knife and put her hand on the window frame.He just had a new plan, and when Alan approached, he jumped from here, because he suddenly remembered that Alan had jumped from the second floor on the arbor, and then walked towards him with a smile.The third floor where he is now is twice as high as that pergola, and Grace thinks it is enough, and the few seconds of falling are enough for him to shout: "Colonel Ston is innocent!"

The death cry of the most popular goddess of democracy may lead people to believe that Allen's crime is a conspiracy.

This height may make his head smash like a watermelon, and Alan will definitely be startled by him, but Grace has no other choice.He can't live alone, but he hopes Alan can.

The flatbed truck carrying Alan Stone was about to pass by here, and Grace held onto the window tightly, standing on tiptoe slightly.

At this time, a person rushed out from the crowd of onlookers!Everyone didn't react, this man had already jumped onto the flatbed truck where Alan Stone was, and mixed with several prisoners in the car!

Grace couldn't see what was going on at all!All he heard was a gunshot!

The guards escorting the prisoner jumped into the car and dragged the man who fired the gun from the car. The man shouted twice before being shot in the chest: "Long live the king!"

Grace gasped in horror, staring down.Alan Stone's upper arm was injured. He clutched his bleeding arm and stared at the man lying on the ground who attacked him just now.

Grace dazedly recognized that lying motionless on the ground, bleeding from his chest, was Johnson Schilling.

He remembered that during the journey together, Johnson Schilling once said to him: "My father sent me to the military academy only in the hope that I would get a noble title through military service. He never expected me to go to war. But which man doesn't want to be a hero? Especially at this time when the fate of all mankind is undergoing great changes! This kind of change is happening in our own country, which man does not feel excited about it and wants to join it!... Among all my classmates, I only admire Alan, if Without him, I would have been killed by my own gun in the exercise. My life was taken back from God by Allen, and if it was for him, I would not even be afraid of death."

He also said: "Our country will be destroyed by internal enemies and external enemies. Who can save her? Can we only wait for a miracle? Miss Grace, when I talk about miracles, I think of Allen ...do you think Alan can do it?"

The guards of the guard also recognized who the assassin was, "This is the royalist who once held Miss Grace hostage, Johnson Schilling!"

Would one royalist risk his life to assassinate another royalist?

Everyone frowned tightly, looking at Alan Stone suspiciously.

Alan Stone was still in the same posture, clenching his teeth and staring, staring at Johnson Schilling lying motionless on the ground.He arched his back, if he hadn't been hugged desperately by someone next to him, he would have jumped on Johnson Schilling.

Knowing that he was in great pain, Grace yelled in her heart: "Cheer up, Alan! Don't let Johnson die in vain!" He took a deep breath and shouted out the window with all his strength: "Colonel Ston is innocent!"

The roar seemed to tear apart a piece of thick cloth with his hands. Alan Stone raised his head suddenly and saw Grace through the crack.

Grace's body trembled from the force, and she shouted hoarsely: "Colonel Ston is innocent! This is a conspiracy by the enemy country! They want to kill the only person in our country who can defeat them!"

Alan Si looked at the man in the window in shock, his lips moved under the tangled dirty beard, and then snapped shut again.

He stood up straight, and suddenly he was so much taller than before, waving his uninjured arm, full of strength.Grace finally heard his voice again:

"How many times have I shed blood for this country! I have never been her enemy! If I have to say that I have committed a crime, it is that I will always be loyal to my superiors and never desert!" This is the voice of the strong, still With great grief.

It was Verrick's idea to withdraw from the front line, and Colonel Ston was only a mid-level officer who obeyed the orders of his superiors; on the outskirts of the capital, General Verrick surrendered, but Colonel Ston did not... But now people have had enough of those people who are at every turn. The officer who surrendered or made peace with the enemy, they would rather not care about him pointing a gun at the National Guard at the moment, but want a general who can stand their ground unyieldingly.

The National Guard took Alan Stone off the flatbed at the request of the citizens.Alan Stone pulled the other man down with his uninjured hand, and announced loudly: "This is my adjutant, and he is with me."

Several guards escorted Alan Stone and James Lejan back on foot.In the process of leaving, Alan Ston persisted and did not look back at the window, while the flatbed car they were riding in continued to move forward, heading in the direction of the guillotine.

Johnson Schilling's body was carried away, leaving only blood on the ground.

Grace sat on the ground limply, clenched her violently trembling fists, and shouted in her heart: "Alan, live!"