The candlelight is faint, and the shadow of Liao Ji.

Holding the scroll in her hand, Queen Mary sat at the table in the back of the church, staring at the sparks from the candles.

Muxi Church, the earliest building in the town, no longer had the grand occasion of gathering of believers. On the day of Mass, this small church is no longer the first choice of the residents. People will go to the worship hall open to the public at the headquarters of the Knights more in order to get closer to the Son.

Therefore, the only people left behind in the church were Queen Mary, except for a few crude maids sent by Cumberland.

Putting down the books that she had backed upside down in her hand, Mary turned around and looked at the wall full of sketches and drawings. Some of them are famous paintings copied by virtue of the "super memory" ability, and some are original drawings of clothing or architecture designs.

The cold wind of late autumn followed the gaps in the room and penetrated into a small space. The candle flame was flickering. Mary shuddered and she had to stretch out her hand to protect the fire.

After the flame was straight up again, she glanced at the red frost marks on her hands, and then glanced back at the furnishings in the room. Dilapidated wooden beds, crumbling wardrobes, and sloping bookshelves that are difficult to support.

When she escaped from Silver Ring City, the jewelry she carried with Mary had already been pawned. In addition, the Knights paid her own "salary" every week. According to the truth, even if it is not rich, the money is enough for food and clothing. worry. However, as she is used to the court life, her requirements for cost have far exceeded the affordability of ordinary people. For her, life is more like a kind of aftermath.

The knock on the door slowly sounded.

A touch of joy appeared on Mary's face, and the visitor who had been waiting for a long time finally arrived.

"Your Majesty, I am back!"

A clear and sweet voice came first, and then the hood on the gray cloak was lifted, and a skilled face appeared in front of Mary.

Jiufeng's joy made the queen take off her usual defenses, hugged the woman in front of her, and choked softly: "Kathy, being able to see you again is the best gift from Heavenly Father!"

As Queen Mary's former personal maid, Cathy was at a loss for this unprecedented contact: "Your Majesty the Queen..."

"Don't call me your Majesty the Queen anymore. I have nothing to do with that kingdom anymore." Mary took Cathy to the bed and looked at the other person and asked hopefully: "How about what I asked you to do in my letter? NS?"

Cathy took off her cloak, looked at Mary next to her, and leaned forward to sit a little away: "As you said, many people in Silver Ring City have expressed their willingness to take refuge."

Mary nodded slightly: "The situation in Silver Ring City... is not good?"

Cathy pursed her lips: "It's more than bad. In order to show "friendliness" to allies, the Chamber agreed to bring the barbarian army into the city. Those barbarians from the north, they do whatever they think of in the city, residents We are miserable... By the way, do you want to know the current situation of His Majesty Gay..."

Hearing this familiar name, Mary was stunned for a while before she realized that this man is her husband: "No... the moment I left Silver Ring City, that man has already walked out of my world. For so many years. , I placed all my feelings on him, and used luxury and wealth to obtain a ridiculous sense of security. In the end, when I stepped on the guillotine with one foot, I discovered a sad fact. It turns out that a person has no self and no Powerful women are nothing more than playthings..."

"Your Majesty the Queen..." Something that Cathy couldn't understand flashed in Mary's eyes, and the latter shrank back again: "What are you going to do?"

Mary cast her gaze on the wall painting and slowly said, "Kathy, do you know? I have heard people say in the past that after experiencing a dying experience, people will cherish their lives even more. Already. Once I died, I longed to get rid of the muddled life and find a reason for my future existence."

Mary stretched out her right hand and gently stroked the sketch of "Musi Cathedral" on the wall: "The era of the silver ring has ended, and the stage of Muxi is rising..."

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After reviewing the government affairs dossier, Todd walked out of the council hall of the kingdom, shivering in a biting cold wind, and when he looked up to the sky, a fluttering snow fell on the tip of his nose.

Touching his hand to his nose, Todd only touched some water stains.

Today is December 3, 1171. The arrival of winter indicates that a year is about to pass.

Todd looked at the tiny snow grains in the sky, and his thoughts flew back to the day when he first came to another world.

Two years ago, on that snowy night, in a gloomy hut, the corpse of a teenager, and the cellar where the copper pipes were stored, his remaining life was counted by the hour.

A year ago, in the church in the snowy night, the Knights faced the critical moment of life and death. Whether to choose to die like a hero or breathe like a coward, he finally made a decision to put it to death and live afterwards.

But now, Todd lowered his head and looked at the saint robe made by dozens of weavers all night, with endless emotion in his heart. King, he never dreamed that he would become the monarch of a country like this.

"His Majesty!"

Huggins came from the other end of the corridor with the paperwork in his hand, walked to Todd, and saluted.

Todd looked at the knight who had followed him in the other world for the first time, remembered the past, and nodded.

"Your Majesty, the registration and investigation of residents in the town has basically ended. Here are the results of all the statistics." Huggins handed a piece of paper full of words to Todd~lightnovelpub.net~ and continued: "There has been a strange thing in Twilight City lately."

Todd looked at the paper in his hand, bowed his head and asked, "What's the strange thing?"

Huggins scratched the back of his head: "On the streets of Twilight West, there have been many scholars in recent days. They come from various countries and are engaged in different industries. I sent people and followed them. These people gathered here. What kind of drastic move, just look around, and occasionally hold a party or two."

Todd looked away from the paper: "Scholar?"

"I compared the identities of these people and found one thing in common. These people were once students of Taylor Royal College."

After hearing Hudgens' words, Todd remembered the "special guest" that Tristan had sent a few months ago: "Do you suspect that these people are related to Terrence?"

"There is no evidence." Huggins opened his hands: "And these people have no unusual behavior. Your Majesty, do you need me to send someone to warn them?"

Todd thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Don't disturb them, keep an eye on these people."