The dim room exudes a mixed smell of mold and the smell of rotten melons that have been stored for a long time. The sun shines in through the window opening, and the dust is floating in the light. The sound of bells is heard from a distance. , the street outside the house was filled with people walking around and the sounds of chickens and ducks croaking.
"Where am I?" A man's voice came from the old wooden bed. He raised his furry and spotted arms, trying to block the sun, and murmured.
"Heaven, Isaac." A charming voice sounded from in front of an old dressing table in the house, and a brown-haired woman wearing a brown skirt said with a smile.
"Heaven, ha, if this is heaven, then you are the snake that tempted Adam." The man cleared the phlegm from his throat and then said to the woman.
"Snake, tsk tsk, thank you for the compliment." The woman turned around with a sweet smile, arched her body towards the naked man lying on the bed, stretched out her hand and pulled her V-shaped collar, revealing her proud capital, the man Looking greedily at the woman's body.
"Come here, honey, I think we should continue what we didn't finish last night." The man licked his lips, but his open mouth revealed rabbit-like buck teeth, and there was a ring of brown-red teeth outside his ugly bald head. The hair looks ridiculous.
"Don't you have something to do today? Besides, you'd better leave quickly. If anyone sees me, I will be laughed at by my sisters." But the woman straightened up. She only wanted to let this ugly man go to bed with him. Otherwise, this man named Isaac would never have been her guest, even if she was just a low-class prostitute from Hampshire.
"I see, why do prostitutes look down on each other? This is why we can't defeat the Vikings. We always fight with each other." Isaac muttered dissatisfiedly and sat up from the bed, picking up the There was a gray robe at the foot of the bed, and he put it on himself. At this moment, he resumed his identity as a Catholic monk.
"I quite like the Vikings. At least they are very generous." The woman took a coin handed over by Isaac, put the coin into her collar, and said with a smile.
"Stupid, woman." Isaac smiled bitterly and shook his head. The fragile peace with the Vikings was in jeopardy, but the two years of peace gave many people the illusion that this peace could be maintained forever. But he didn't explain, because he didn't have to explain so much to a prostitute.
After leaving the brothel, Isaac walked out. The weather had begun to get cold at this time, but compared to Northern Europe at this time, it was much warmer and humid here. The muddy streets on the ground creaked when he walked on them. After a long street, he saw a palace appearing in front of him.
"Kang." The two guards looked straight and crossed their spears to block Isaac's way. They wore leather armor and held tear-shaped shields made of birch trees. The iron helmets on their heads were also typical. Wessex soldier helmet.
"Let me in," Isaac said to the two guards, rolling his eyes.
"No, you are an undisciplined monk, you are not welcome here." A guard said to Isaac.
"That's right, it's really not fun that you went to find a prostitute without telling us." Another guard glanced at his companion and complained to Isaac.
"I understand, do you still want to meet the girl with the freckles on the tip of her nose?" Isaac said helplessly to the two of them.
"Oh, you mean you can help us get to know the most beautiful girl." The two guards smiled happily and said quickly.
"That's right, that's right. Let me in quickly!" Isaac nodded impatiently and said.
The two guards quickly let him in. In fact, they were friends who had known each other for a long time. Isaac, who was a staff member of the meeting held by Alfred, was also on the list of summons. If they really stopped him from entering, these two guards I'm afraid I'm about to get whipped.
When Isaac walked into the palace corridor, he heard the sounds coming from the hall. The Wessex people were very good at using space and domes. These stone pillars and raised domes could make people stand The voices of people in special positions are amplified, as if they are speaking in everyone's ears.
"Your Majesty, the Viking leader Halfdan has asked us to continue to pay tribute. This is the third time." Earl Hrutford said loudly, and Isaac carefully slipped into the crowd from the corner, trying his best to He avoided being discovered, but two sharp eyes looked over him from above.
Sitting on the throne is a young king, wearing the King of Wessex's golden kingdom. His young face is unsmiling, his body is not strong, and it can even be said to be a little thin, but his wise eyes make no one understand. despise him.
"Our peace with Halfdan is important." At this time, the Bishop of Wessex stood up and said opposite the Earl of Hrutford.
"I know, but how long can peace under this threat last? My Lord, my spy got a message." Earl Herutford said loudly.
"Oh, who is the distinguished earl?" Alfred asked curiously.
"The cunning Boneless Man is dead. Unfortunately, he died of illness." Earl Herutford's face turned red with excitement. He raised his leather-gloved right hand and said loudly.
"What?"
"died?"
"Is that damn infidel dead?"
"Being favored by the Lord is the greatest gospel."
The nobles in the hall were all smiling. The cunning Ivar the Boneless had brought them so much pain and torture. When they heard the news of his death, no one was unhappy.
But Alfred did not laugh like everyone else. He still made a sign of the cross in front of him with his hand with a serious expression, and even silently prayed for Ivar's soul. Also not gloating about his misfortune was Issa, who was standing at the end of the crowd. Ke, his ugly face became even more weird because of his solemnity.
"Tsk, this is not a good thing." Isaac muttered softly. He felt that Ivar's death was not only not gospel to them, but also a drumbeat of war.
"Your Majesty, Ivar is dead, and the Viking power will be greatly lost. We have prepared our troops for war, retaking the land that belongs to us, and driving those hateful pagans completely out of Britain." Earl of Hrutford He took a step forward and said to Alfred.
"I understand, I will consider this matter carefully." Alfred did not answer Earl Herutford immediately. He just left a few important courtiers and asked other nobles and vassals to leave.
"Isaac, please stay." Just as everyone dispersed and Isaac was about to leave with him, he was stopped by Alfred.
"Your Majesty." Isaac quickly opened his slightly deformed legs and ran a few steps forward. At this time, Alfred and the Bishop of Wessex were standing aside to discuss something.
"Issac, have you ever been to Cornwall?" Alfred asked Isaac.
"Of course, I worked in a monastery in Devon for a period of time." Isaac replied quickly.
"Very good, then you should go back again." Alfred glanced at the Bishop of Wessex and said to Isaac.
"Oh, why is this?" Isaac asked somewhat confused.
"As you heard, Ivar the Boneless is dead and our fragile peace with the Vikings won't last long, so we need to stabilize our relationship with the Kingdom of Cornwall so we can have peace of mind." Wessex The bishop explained to Isaac.
"I understand, His Majesty means to let me act as a messenger." Isaac suddenly understood and said to Alfred.
"Yes, to fight against the powerful northerners, we can only achieve this by uniting all the southern kingdoms and mobilizing all forces. I believe you can complete this mission." Alfred patted Isaac's shoulder and said he said.
"I will complete my mission." This sudden burden made Isaac a little excited and trembling, but he still lowered his head humbly and said to Alfred.
"May the Lord bless you," Alfred said to Isaac.
