"Sir, do you want His Highness the Crown Prince to train with you today?"
"Don't ask any more questions, I haven't removed the sins from you yet."
"But it hurts."
"This is a light spell that can remove some evil darkness."
"Then... come on."
Two flames were in an abandoned warehouse where no one would come.
Light up, twine, burn.
The breaths exchanged between each other were so hot that the surrounding temperature rose into the sky.
Light penetrates through the cracks in the door, and the shadows change with movement.
When the process is over, the two bodies slowly move and breathe slowly.
After a while, the woman put on her robe and put an arm around the man's neck, like a child asking for affection.
"Don't lie to me, I won't be able to bear it."
His eyes were smiling but not smiling, with a hint of resentment.
Women have said this kind of thing sixty, seventy, eighty or ninety times when picking up clients in brothels...
The man was so obsessed that he couldn't find his way.
"No, I will take you back to Rome."
"But if I run away with you, I will be despised. My family is one of the oldest families in East Anglia. If I go to Rome, where there are priests everywhere, I will be looked down upon."
"Then I will take you back to the Kingdom of Asturias with Lord Miba."
"Where is that?"
"The southwest of Frankland is a beautiful mountainous territory, and it is also my hometown."
"You are not a Roman?"
"No, when I was nineteen years old (858 AD), His Majesty the Pope came to power, and I was sent to Rome by His Highness to protect Lord Miba... Let's continue, there is still a little evil that has not been eliminated."
As a knight's retinue, he came to Rome at a young age to protect the lord's bloodline and to practice asceticism.
Once faced with sexual desire between men and women, they are often like moths rushing to a flame, regardless of their own safety.
At this time, if you tell him about the seven good deeds and seven sins, you will only get bad words.
"I want to hear stories. I have never left England and have never seen anything beyond the North Sea. I want to know everything about you. You make me so fascinated..."
"What do you want to hear?"
The young man anxiously messed up his neatly dressed clothes again.
"Tell me everything, my lord."
Shadows are intertwined, confused and obsessed...
…
April 28, 868 AD.
The Crusaders prepared to launch a two-pronged attack.
The Northern Army is led by King Lionheart and will start from the counties of Cambridge and Shrewsbury.
The southern army was commanded by the crown prince and wanted to defeat Guthrum.
Near Wiltshire, Wessex.
Oran led the team to arrive.
He was not on horseback but in a carriage.
In the carriage, a prostitute looked terrified, fearing that the soft cloth cushions on the carriage would be damaged.
In chaotic times, two professions are the most popular.
Men are thieves and women are prostitutes.
For thieves, Olan will not let go. For prostitutes, Olan will use the best among them to help him find out the truth.
Joan of Arc is a prostitute, and Oran builds a team of conspirators about women around her.
Educate them in etiquette, culture, music, conversation, and deal with the rude and illiterate small and medium-sized nobles.
"Want to eat?"
"This is?"
"Very sweet."
Olan pushed the cake filled with candied fruits to the woman.
She turned her head and took it with both hands.
"You eat now, you have to eat while you are alive."
The woman's hands were shaking, the hands of the noble Son of God and King, so gentle and kind.
Olan saw that she accidentally dropped a small piece of cake and stained her sleeves, so he picked up a handkerchief and wiped her gently.
Chat casually with her.
And when you arrive at your destination, take out a piece of land paperwork.
"Sir, what is this?"
"Didn't you learn Braille? Look clearly, this is your new identity. You can go back to Northumbria and find a piece of land to live on.
There are few people in the land now. I have chosen better and more fertile land for your brother. In two or three years, when he is ten years old, he will become a knight's retinue.
You worked hard in life and did not disappoint your parents who entered the Kingdom of Heaven.
Now is the time to be rewarded and all your sins will die. "
The woman burst into tears. His parents were both Kent blacksmiths and they had a wonderful childhood and life.
But after Hestein captured the royal capital, his family was ruined.
“The apprentice fiancé was thrown into the furnace for spitting on a chief named Theodore.
All that's left is the bones!
Because she was not bad looking, she was tied up with some Kent noble girls and prepared to be sold.
The younger brother, who was thin and had long hair, was mistaken for a girl and was taken along with him.
During the transport, there was a surprise attack by Wessex troops, and she took advantage of the chaos to escape.
In order to survive, she became a prostitute until she met Joan of Arc and Lord Oran...
"You are very clean, purer than many nobles,"
Oran took out the cross from his body.
"Heavenly Father is your light, are you still afraid of the darkness? Uncle Ben and the Saint are the protection of your life, who else are you afraid of?"
The handkerchief wiped away the woman's snot and tears, and Olan didn't feel disgusted at all in the process.
The voice of Christ said: He is God, and these subjects are his children. How can parents dislike their children?
"Your Excellency, that man told me many things, and I will tell you, everything."
"Take your time." Oran smiled like an angel.
"That Knight of Miba, his father is the Duke of Galicia. He has been in Rome since he was a child and was engaged to a noblewoman in Rome..."
King "Alfonso" and several battles in the peninsula all came to Oran's ears.
The carriage stopped on the road for nearly half an hour before the woman stopped talking.
This is the second woman used to bribe the Miba camp.
By the way, there is also a young man.
Oran felt that these Roman bastards were not very noble and were just showing off.
Olan sent the woman away with ease.
He sincerely wanted this woman to be happy.
After a few minutes, the woman disappeared completely. He opened the curtain so that the woman's scent disappeared completely.
Repeatedly compare the information obtained from these three times.
There were no secrets of Rome that he wanted to know, and the priests were fighting among themselves.
However, I accidentally learned more about the Catholic forces in the southwest and a clear understanding of the "apostolic ambition".
Nico wanted to take advantage of Charlemagne's departure to regain power from Frank and establish the Roman Catholic world?
Are you saying that you, a priest, also want to steal Rome?
That night, Olan called all his relatives and began to set up the formation.
After finishing speaking, he brought the topic to the Roman knights.
"What's going on with the one named 'Miba' now?"
"No, but since he publicly joined the Crown Prince's army and brought the Pope's gold seal, the Crown Prince's reputation has become even stronger. There are rumors that the Frankish army will come to support next month?"
"It's fake. It's all a rumor spread by the Romans. During this period, stay on good terms with them and avoid any conflicts."
"Yes, Your Excellency."
"Your Excellency, do you remember supporting a warrior in the Galloway area?"
"who?"
"Bewuk son of Brawen."
It's the barbarian from the north who calls himself "Caesar".
Only then did Oran remember that he had supported a team of equipment and manpower for him.
It's been more than a year, right?
"That old fisherman died in the north?" Oran asked.
"It's going well." Sals took out the letter he just received and read a little.
Several letters were sent together from King's Landing.
When everyone heard this, they realized that this guy had grown his number to more than seventy and had three clippers.
The members are very mixed, including slaves, soldiers, and civilians.
They imitated the Vikings and robbed everywhere. Their furthest footprint was to an outer island in southern Ireland, close to the Kingdom of Munster.
"Going ashore and robbing fellow believers?"
"Looking at one of the letters, there should be one."
"In whose name are you calling?"
"In his own name, he created a emblem with a seahorse head and a lion's body."
Beiwu Ke finally did not act foolishly and did something that offended the public in the name of Olan, so Olan was very satisfied.
I looked at this old fisherman a few times.
"But now that he is wanted, the King of Munster has offered a bounty, saying that he is a Viking pirate. Beiwuk wants us to help him (so that he can rob him again)." Sals said.
"Okay, let him find Katana, and if necessary, open the ports in Manchester County to supply him. Keep your identity secret so that no one can catch him."
Along with the letters came gifts, which were the spoils of Beiwuk's robbery, women, foreign coins, medicines, etc.
Items of this value are not enough to pay the taxes of a larger town.
But Oran was extremely happy inside.
"Uncle I want to give him a surname, hahaha."
"Your Excellency, you should stay calm and don't follow in the footsteps of King Ella."
Nanding opened his mouth to remonstrate, reminding the nobles that they could lose their minds due to arrogance.
But flattery, flattery.
These two things "that he cannot control",
For Olan, who "self-identifies as the British master",
The more the merrier!
