Next to the Cathedral of Karlliu is the Church Hospital, which is made of masonry and wood, and the walls are gray and abrupt lime, with many traces of filling in the walls. The entrance is guarded by two heavily armed knights, and the interior of the hospital is also in the style of a Gothic church, with a marble floor of large and clean floors, a tall stained glass window on one side that illuminates the space with natural light, and an iron lamp with images of saints and crosses on the other. Unlike the church, there are no long rows of seats and altars, only rows of wooden beds, and the smell of fireworks and pungent herbs, wooden boxes for herbs and powders, and cupboards for all kinds of tools, bandages, pliers, and saws. Klosia lay weakly on the hospital bed, she had a high fever, the wounds on her arms looked even more miserable after the bruises were removed, the monster's paw prints were deeply embedded in the flesh and left several tearing wounds, and the black viscous liquid was still oozing out of the broken veins, far from getting better. Cesare sat on the edge of the bed and held Closia's other hand tightly, he lowered his head and pressed his forehead against the back of Closia's slender hand, watching his sister who was hovering on the edge of life and death silent, he did not dare to look at the severe wound, and he did not know whether his silent prayers would really work, only the deep sadness and despair overflowed. "Closia... Please... Don't let anything happen... Please......" Cesare whispered to the unconscious Closia, whose lovely face was now bloodless, and the corners of Closia's lips slightly open whimpered in pain, as if she was suffering from a nightmare. There were also blood-stained bandages and a large number of hemostatic herbs beside her bedside, but the effect was not obvious, and more importantly, it could not cure the infection of the wound at all, and her condition was gradually deteriorating. From the inner room, a bald priest pushed open the door and stood in the doorway, his body slightly thin, the tips of expensive leather shoes peeking out from under his gray robe, his expression smiling at first, then as if he realized that it was out of place, and then expressed sadness and regret. Looking into his bosom, he saw a gilded box, held tightly in the priest's arms like a precious treasure, and he went straight to Closia's bedside. Cesare raised his head slightly, feebly waiting for the other to speak. I saw that the priest's eyes revealed gloomy and uneasy emotions, and his facial features also squeezed out a sad expression, as if he was trying to suppress his true emotions. "Ah...... We did our best, really did our best kids. In a simple sentence, the priest sighed repeatedly. We've tried the most effective healing magic on your sister, and unfortunately we've never seen this strange wound infection, and there's no way to cure it from the methods we've already used. The Church has the most sophisticated magic in the world, and in their propaganda to the outside world, even the dead who have stopped breathing can be revived, so how can they not deal with Closia's injuries? Cesare knew that the bishops would be able to save Closia if they helped, and from the healing magic they had just used on her, it was clear that the priest was not proficient in healing, and they obviously didn't care about his sister's life or death. The priest's clumsy acting skills could barely hide the hypocrisy in his eyes, and there seemed to be a lot hidden in his words, and Cesare did not know what he was thinking about. "No matter what, please save my sister, at any cost!" Cesare became more and more impatient, and Closia's current situation was so critical that she could not afford to delay any longer. "Don't worry, I'd recommend another way to treat your sister's injuries." As he spoke, the priest opened the unusual-looking box and took out a beautiful-looking chalice from it. "You see, this is a holy relic that the cardinal himself has consecrated, and the magic contained in it can be imagined." The grail is gilded with gold and inlaid with jewels, and the body of the cup is composed of a goblet-shaped body and two zigzag handles, giving it a flashy appearance. The glow of the sunlight made Cesare even unable to open his eyes, and the so-called magic contained in it was not only to make the cup look more gorgeous. "It stands to reason that this is a sacred relic of the Church, and we need it to pray every day, but considering that human life is at stake...... If you're willing to pay three... Forty gold coins, we can give it to you to heal your sister, and it will surely bring God's blessing to your sister and make her recover soon. Seeing that Cesare was still hesitating, the priest continued. This may sound a little expensive, but please believe that the loss of the relics is even greater for the church, and you can tell me about any concerns. Cesare was furious as he instinctively raised a hypocritical smile at the corners of the priest's mouth, and he took a deep breath to keep himself calm, suppressing the impulse that was about to burst out of his heart, almost gritting his teeth and asking tentatively. "I saw that the bishops had just released their magic in the city, so could I ask the bishops to see my sister, as long as they can cure my sister and let me do anything...... Count me in begging you. The priest looked Cesare and Clausa and Closia in the hospital bed, who was suffering from a high fever, and the girl must have been a noble lady from which family she was dressed in and dressed, and this boy claimed to be her brother, but the dress could not be more shabby, and he looked like a servant, and there was no token on his body to indicate the family. It seems that they can't afford to buy the "holy relics" of the church, even if they are nobles, the wealthy families are all hugging to go out, how can anyone only take one servant out of the house, it seems that at most it is the illegitimate daughter of which family, and there is no money to buy the holy relics and they still want to ask the bishops to come forward, it is really poor and courageous. Besides, it was not an ordinary bishop in the city today, it was a cardinal archbishop, and even ordinary clergy could not come forward to listen to the oracle, the priest thought so, a trace of displeasure flashed in the corner of his eyes, and after carefully putting the chalice back into the box, he began to speak with a hypocritical expression. "Ah...... The bishops are busy with their daily work, and many matters in the city, large and small, have to be watched by him, and human life is important, but for the city of Karliu, and even the lifeblood of this country, it is inevitable that there will be some trade-offs, which is not a matter of choice. The priest's eyes rolled from their sockets, as if he had another plan. But! Where's your sister's business...... I can ask the bishop, but we have to wait until the bishops are done with their official duties, and we will not die without help, but this time...... I still need you to wait" "If you really can't wait, then you must also know that these days have not been peaceful, it can be said that the heavens and the earth are not working properly, resulting in frequent disasters, monsters, human beings are suffering and cannot sleep, but the merciful God will not abandon His devout believers!" The priest raised his hands and said, "What if you sincerely repent of your sins, abandon worldly greed, especially dirty money, and talk to your family about possessions...... Donate to the Church as a sign of our sincerity, and we will ask the High Church for a certificate of repentance for you, and God will bless you and your sister for curing any incurable disease! Ah yes, as you may have heard before, this certificate is commonly known as the Book of Atonement, but it's all the rage right now. At this time, Cesare had already put down Closia's hand, and turned completely away, looking at the priest in front of him with a glossy face, and the corners of Cesare's mouth also showed a polite sneer. However, the priest did not notice that Cesare's hands were constantly making a "click" sound, but felt that Cesare's expression seemed to be listening, and he was glad that things had finally progressed, and it was not in vain that he had gone to great lengths to say so much, so he was even more excited to introduce the benefits of the Toning Scroll. "You'll know when you get your hands on it, eh! It's not as simple as a piece of paper, we'll carefully post it on a metal plate with a visa written by His Holiness the Pope and the famous Borgia family to prove ......" "Shut up, you've said enough." Cesare couldn't listen anymore, his patience was reaching its limit, and Closia's precious healing time could not be wasted in this money-scamming place. "I'm going to take my sister out of here, at least it's free to get out of this door, right?" Seeing that the other party was leaving, the priest had no intention of stopping him at first, but when he saw Cesare suddenly take out a silver ring from his pocket and put it on his hand while sorting out his belongings, the priest's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought that this kid had hidden deep enough, and there was still oil and water on his body at such a time. Sneered secretly, boy, if you don't show your wealth today, it's okay, let you go, I will be unlucky and lose money, but since I saw it, I have to earn even a copper coin on you today. "Eh, don't be in a hurry, the price of this indulgence is also negotiable according to the effect, if you are really difficult, we have other ways! Have you considered a mortgage? The debt does not have to be paid off all at once, and the interest is easy to say! The priest's mouth was like a floodgate of water, but Cesare, who had seen through his greedy nature, was unmoved, and even if he said it, he didn't want to delay Closia's treatment. Seeing that what he said did not work at all, Cesare was about to help Closia up from the hospital bed after arranging his clothes, and the priest was a little anxious. "Hey! You little bunny, I might be you today? Before he could say anything, the priest rolled up his sleeves and reached out in front of Cesare to touch Closia's unconscious face. Look at how pitiful this little girl is! It's all burned like this, maybe she may die at any time, if you take her outside, the wind blows and the sun shines, tsk, then we are not responsible for what happened. The priest smacked his lips, pretended to be distressed, and touched his fingers twice on Closia's face, as if what he had said was not enough, and turned his head to continue his words. You say that you are just distressed about a few dollars, is it important to have money or life? At this critical moment, you have to distinguish between priorities and priorities, and you have to have a conscience, you say yes...... Eh!! Before he could finish speaking, Cesare's fist had already landed on his face, so hard that Cesare's own fingers were cracked, not to mention how much the priest's nose was wounded. The chalice fell to the ground, and the priest's nose bone tilted to one side, and the nosebleed ran down the face, finally clogging the chattering mouth. "Don't touch my sister." Cesare moved his wrist and said coldly to the priest who was covering his nose and wailing. "You! You dare to attack the clergy! Guards, guards! Someone! Within a moment, heavy footsteps echoed through the hospital, and the church guards stationed there rushed to hear the sound, and one by one, clasped in silver armor and holding unsheathed blades in their hands, surrounded Cesare. "Catch him! Lock him up! The priest roared and tried to snap his nose back into place, only to be met with a series of screams of pain. As the guards stretched out their heavily armored arms, Cesare silently revealed the ring between his fingers. The crow engraved on the ring looked down on everyone with its scarlet eyes, normally, Cesare did not want to reveal his family identity, but at this moment, Closia had been delayed for too long, and now the time was too short to entangle with them for too long. The guards at the head carefully identified the ring, the crow motif was the emblem of the Hunyadi family, which had not been seen in a hundred years. The guards hesitated, no matter what, no one wanted to get into trouble with an earl, let alone an earl with a very bad reputation, who knew if the freaks in that family would take revenge on them in any strange way. The priest also recognized the sign of nobility at this time, he was shocked at first, shocked that this seemingly ordinary boy also had some identity, but if it was the Hunyadi family, everything made sense, so he slowly changed from a shocked expression to disgust, muttering a curse that was deliberately inaudible, covering his nose and leaving in a gray manner. As Cesare confronted the guards who had not yet retreated, Closia on the bed seemed to burn harder, and the terrible nightmare ravaged the unconscious girl, and her slightly open mouth made a weak sound. "Brother......
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