The news that Pope Adrian was killed in the early hours of last night quickly spread throughout Saint-Denis. After hearing two loud noises near the big confession room, the teacher who was watching the night nearby rushed to the scene.

But to their pain, they came too late.

The outer wall of the confession room was smashed directly, leaving a huge gap half the height of a person, and the broken bricks and stones scattered in the room. And their beloved Pope Adrian knelt on the ground with his head bowed. He faced the room with only two steps away. But he could no longer walk out of the room.

he died. Adrian's body was riddled with arrow wounds. But perhaps in order to prevent the leakage of information, the arrow was deliberately taken away; even because the action of taking the arrow was too rough, the flesh on Adrian's body was turned upside down, and the bones were clearly visible. In addition, there were about seven or eight penetrating wounds on Pope Adrian's body. The deepest parts were directly penetrated, while the shallow ones were only two or three inches. The pope's body was covered in blood, and even a small pool of blood formed under his body. He opened his eyes and glared at the front, his muscles bulged, apparently he did not give up resistance until the last moment.

"Who the **** is this? How could he attack the great Lord Adrian so cruelly! Wouldn't his conscience ache! The priest who examined the corpse couldn't help but lamented: "What kind of villains are they? It's not him, it's them!"

The archbishop snorted coldly: "Look at the densely packed arrows. If it was a person, there is no need for him to shoot so many arrows. This is obviously not an assassin or a robber, or one of us traitors... but should It is an army of clusters.

"Wait a minute! Look what I found!"

exclaimed an elderly bishop. Immediately attracted everyone's attention.

He crouched down. A Falk battle emblem was found under Pope Adrian's body-a precious badge that only officers above the middle rank would wear with them.

"King Solomon?! But.

"I knew it! It must be the king's man!"

Seeing the micro-note clearly, everyone immediately exploded. But before the people rushed out with righteous indignation, a voice sounded again, causing everyone to cast their gazes over: "No, it's not King Solomon.

"No one will carry the emblem of himself as a general when he is assassinated—not to mention that no one will throw the complete emblem on the ground. If the Pope grabbed it, then it should have a piece of cloth on it. right.

A serious and deep voice sounded: "But there is nothing on it. Its edges are too complete, as if, as if, it was taken from a corpse?" The old bishop holding the emblem suddenly realized: "Speaking of it .Really no scratches! It's like brand new!"

"Of course it's brand new. Because the person who arranged the scene was worried that we wouldn't be able to see that it was François Ke's memo. The deep voice sneered. People cast their eyes, but it turned out to be Leo who made the sound archbishop.

It turned out to be that fat man who is always cheerful every day, that idler who eats and drinks with a big belly, as if he doesn't care about anything! Leo, who is serious now, even makes people feel a bit majestic.

The kind smile on his face disappeared completely. The slightly squinted eyes were also fully opened, and an aura somewhat similar to that of the old Pope made everyone quiet down quickly.

He straightened the arrow wound on Pope Adrian's body, and replied affirmatively: The people around were startled, and another archbishop raised his voice: Who has been on the battlefield! "The crowd pushed and fucked, and an elderly bishop came over. He suppressed his grief, carefully checked Adrian's injuries, and said with absolute certainty: "Yes, my lord. This is the snake head arrow. Snakehead arrows have inverted nails, so that people can't take out the arrows...Ordinary arrows are shot on the arms or thighs, and most soldiers will die because of the contamination of the wound. But the Persians are different. "

"Persian priests can use fire to burn and heal wounds, so they invented snake-headed arrows. This kind of arrow cannot be pulled out after being shot into the human body. Otherwise, it will be like... it will be like this. A piece of blood will be dug out," he said intermittently Said: "He will die of massive blood loss. Not even a Persian priest could heal such arrow wounds.

Hearing this, everyone immediately talked about it.

Leo also said: "Obviously, compared with blacksmiths who can forge snake-headed arrows, the micro-recording of the French army is much easier.

"Just one corpse is needed." Another archbishop spoke up. He and Leo glanced at each other, as if confirming something.

The archbishop said in a deep voice: "In order to avoid being false and to maintain the sanctity of the Holy See, the Pope asked His Excellency Leo to give a speech on the declaration of war. But obviously, this can't be hidden from the Bloodstone King." He obviously said this The matter comes down to His Holiness the Pope. Therefore, it is normal to send someone to kill the Pope. The archbishop said, pointing to the outer wall, and said in a solemn voice: "All of you bear your sorrow for a while and look carefully. The outer wall was obviously knocked down by a huge force, but it was only two loud noises before people noticed it. In addition, His Excellency the Pope could not even escape from the room.

"Everyone knows that His Majesty the Pope has the ability to deprive wicked people of their lives at will, and he can also stop arrows with his eyes. He will turn around and run away. He must have seen too many people on the other side, and he doesn't want to be surrounded by such a small place. place.

"However, when he heard the first loud bang, he turned around and ran away. At this time, the wall was directly smashed down. My lord, he didn't even have time to send out. And he was less than four meters away from the gate. I can almost see that the wall After the collapse, countless arrows were fired, and vicious assassins stabbed many swords on the body of the Pope—"And we all know... Frank can do this. There is only one person, and that is our respected leader Turpin . It was obviously impossible for him to do such a thing. Because it's completely unnecessary. He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but people understood it. If he does not take the initiative to abandon the Pope. Now the Pope's position should be Tupin's. Even now, in half a year, he becomes the chief archbishop again.

So, there is only one answer.

"It must be the Gothic king who directly used the army to forcibly assassinate the Pope in order to take revenge on us. The emblem left behind was just to make us suspect each other and kill each other. What a vicious strategy! The archbishop sighed , said in a low voice: "If His Excellency the Pope didn't feel compassion, but made up his mind to kill immediately...he would definitely be able to wipe out all these vicious thieves.

"Yes. Leo agrees.

Although he was suddenly robbed of the limelight, he didn't express anything. Just watching from the sidelines. He knew it.

The people who popped up at this time to brush up their presence had only one purpose—that is, to leave a deep enough impression on people at this impressive moment.

Then, run for a new pope. The lower the level, the more pious the people, and the higher the level, the more unbelieving... This is what King Solomon said to him not long ago. The king must not be merciful, nor the pope. They must have insight into the world and clear interests and interests. He is responsible for his followers.

The reason why Leo knew so clearly was because he thought so too.

However, he was not in a panic. at this time. Suddenly, a warning sign rose in his heart.

"Fall forward. Tupin's leader's voice suddenly rang in his ears. Without hesitation, Leo leaped forward, pounced on anyone at random, and at the same time did not forget to shout loudly. At this moment, a A jade-like silver arrow flew towards Leo's right ring finger like a shooting star. If he hadn't fallen down, the arrow would have hit the lower back. Leo knelt in pain fell to the ground.

The place where he was shot by the arrow began to fester rapidly, and then gradually began to turn purple-black and swell.

Knife! "

Leo endured the pain and shouted loudly. Everyone panicked, a young female bishop jumped in front of him, pulled out a small knife from her calf, and handed it to Leo. Leo pressed his right hand to the ground without hesitation, and cut off his right ring finger with a knife. He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, but his heart relaxed. Because he watched his nameless body swell at a speed visible to the naked eye after he left the body, black water gushed out from the fracture, and then the entire finger collapsed, as if all the bones had melted.

In the end it rotted into a piece of skin. The black pus and blood turned into a pool on the ground.

"There's an assassin! It's not far outside the house!"

At this time, the former master in charge was in the woods two kilometers away. A man in green armor slowly released his bow, exhaled softly, and complained in a low voice.

-This is the best arrow I can shoot, Lord Floros.