The pungent smell of alcohol made people's heads hurt, and in the midst of the unbearable stench of ordinary people, Cesare sat up sharply. He covered his head, only feeling a dizziness in his brain, everything he had experienced before was so unreal, and it took a long time to slowly see his surroundings clearly, but only barely clearly. The surroundings were extremely dim, the windows of the room were boarded with wood, and only a few crevices could still let in the light, and a huge cross hung on the wall, and the floor was full of empty wine bottles, and he was lying on the straw, and his sister Klosia lay quietly on the bed not far away. That's when Cesare realized that all experiences were real. As if Cesare had woken up, the figure of an old man appeared in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe and drinking wine in his mouth. The man was dressed in a priest's garment, with a cross pendant around his neck, and a priestly style from head to toe, except that Cesare had never seen a drunken priest, his sideburns and messy hair were pale, his eyes were misty with a layer of white mist, and his face was flushed from drinking. "You're... Father? Cesare asked tentatively, but the other man just took a sip of wine, and his swaying body was about to take two steps before leaning against the door frame again. "You...... Belch! The man dressed as a priest closed his eyes tightly and eased for a moment. How do you know about this place? Well? Cesare did not answer the question directly, he had only heard that the Hunyadi family had a small church in the vicinity as a temporary settlement, and there should be more than one such settlement, but Cesare only knew the general location of this one. Unsure of the accuracy of what he had heard, Cesare simply reached out to prove his identity with the ring on his finger, provided it was still in his hand. Looking at the bare fingers, Cesare opened his hands in surprise, unable to believe that his family ring was missing, and hurriedly checked whether the grass shop under him had fallen there when he was in a coma. "Hehehe......" The old man dressed as a priest smiled gloomily, and then took out the glittering silver ring from his pocket. Are you looking for this stinky boy, or call you ...... Cesare? "Please give it back to me, Father." Cesare was annoyed by the other party's attitude. "I'm not one of the priests you've ever met, don't confuse me with those gods, Hiccup." As he spoke, the old man tossed the ring at Cesare, who quickly caught it with both hands, and then the old man looked at Cesare and continued. "István, a classic Hunyadi name, just call me this, hiccup... As soon as you came in with that little girl on your back, you were dazed, probably too tired, and had nightmares. I saw that you were really uncomfortable, so I poured you some wine while you were dizzy, and slept soundly, boy? "What, what?" Cesare couldn't believe his ears, and carefully smacked his tongue a few times, only to realize that there was really a smell of alcohol in his mouth, and it was an extremely bad alcohol product, no wonder he was so dizzy and unconscious that he shook his head violently, knowing that now was not the time to chat with the crazy old man. "What about my sister, how is my sister's injury?" "How can it be? I'm a priest, not a miracle doctor, it's a sterilization that should be sterilized, a bandaging that should be bandaged, it's not an ordinary infection, and after a while, ......" Mr. István took another sip of wine, and then sighed. "This little girl will become the same thing as the guys who scratched her." "What do you mean by that?" Cesare reluctantly stood up, unable to understand what the other man was saying, and always felt that some kind of terrible future was hinted at. "You've seen it, those grassy monsters with claws... And the fangs, because they always come out of the field, so we call that thing a straw man, or a scarecrow...... What a terrible name. István emptied the empty bottle and pointed to Klosia's wound with some disappointment. Those mycelium will follow the wound into your veins, through the heart to every part of your body, and finally burrow into your brain and make your head grow grass, hehehe...... Soon, every muscle in your body will be yours, including your nerves, skin, and sanity......" Cesare couldn't believe István's words, and he trembled over to Closia's bed and gently stroked his sister's hair. "No... It's not true..." "It's a shame that's true, you may not know, but these things are the Earl's Neighborhood running out, and I've been through so much... Now we have to end your sister's poor life before she jumps up and bites, are you going to do it or am I going to do it? But don't worry too much, the infection isn't too serious, so your sister won't be able to survive a continuous high fever until she becomes a monster. István did not shy away from revealing that there were indeed monsters in Hunyadi's territory, and the monsters that hurt Kloshia were also from Hunyadi's territory, and those rumors were not entirely groundless, but now Cesare didn't care about this, he just watched Klossia's hands tremble uncontrollably. "There's no other way, there must be some way...... I'm not going to let anything happen to Closia, I'm not going to ......" Cesare didn't want to accept it, but he also realized that the other party wasn't lying, the old man was a member of the family, and he obviously knew everything about the monster, and he knew the consequences of being scratched by the monster. Watching Cesare slowly kneel beside the bed, István shrugged his eyebrows and casually tossed the empty wine bottle in his hand aside. "If you talk about it, there is a way, but until now...... Only one child survived the infection.There is a mountain next to the Emerald called Mount Lavane, and on the slopes of Mount Lavanet there is a small monastery, unlike other monasteries, which are usually closed and rarely visited, and may be regarded as an idle ordinary monastery. But the closer one got to the center of power, the more he understood the importance of this monastery. Because, the owner of this monastery is the Pope. Today the monastery is rarely bustling, with several black limousines parked in front of the door. "Enlighten the Holy See, the 'enemy' of Karliu has been cleared, several cardinals have joined forces, and the Knights Templar are cleaning up the aftermath." A middle-aged man in armor stood at a long table in the conference hall to report, and the whole hall was silent. "Very well, you guys have worked hard." The Pope still flipped through the books in his hands without raising his head, and the other bishops looked at each other beside him, and no one dared to say a word, The hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly, only the sound of the Pope constantly flipping through the books remained, and the middle-aged man waited for a moment to see that no one spoke, and then continued, "Then may I ask the Holy See, what should all the people and civilians who have seen the monster do?" The Pope stopped what he was doing, thought for a moment, and then replied lightly, "All the commoners were executed, and as for the nobles, they have indeed killed a lot in recent years, just warn them not to talk too much, otherwise they will know what the fate will be." Beads of sweat the size of a middle-aged bean fell on the tiles, and a crisp knocking sound reached everyone's ears, "Holy See, you...... I mean, you mean all civilians? "What? Captain Kasapa, do you have a problem with my approach? Hearing this, Captain Kasapa immediately explained, "Holy See Mingjian, I just ...... It's just ......" Captain Kasapa has never been as afraid as he is now, even in the face of many infidels, and the name of the Holy See in front of him is written in blood. The cardinals shuddered in unison, and now, like Chief Casapa, feared that they would not make it out of the room alive. "I've got a couple of nice bottles of wine here that you can try together for lunch." The Pope put down the book in his hand, stood up, and walked to the cabinet next to him. "But this order is really ......," said Commander Kasapa even though he was afraid. I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it to the people......" "Oh? Accountability to the population? What do they need to explain, there is a group of heretics who stormed the city, killed many people, sacrificed for their evil magic, and that's it. Our Knights heroically exterminated them and protected the majority. The Pope pulled out a few glasses from the cabinet next to him. "Rest assured, while we're drinking, the Knights Templar and the Inquisition are all on their way." The Pope gathered around the long table and poured a glass of wine for each bishop. Captain Kasapa was shocked and hurriedly asked. "But how did I not know?" "I personally arranged this matter, and I think Captain Kasapa must have no doubts, sit down and taste my own wine." The Pope walked up behind Captain Casapa and pressed him to the chair next to him. There was silence in the hall for a long time, and a cardinal archbishop slowly looked up and asked, "Holy See, since the head of Kasapa is here, who is in command of the Knights Templar and the Inquisition in front?" "Blood Rose." Hearing this codename, the temperature in the entire hall instantly dropped by a few points. "I'm afraid it's going to be a river of blood again today." Everybody thinks so in their hearts. "Inform Karl Stream City Hall that there is a curfew today." The Pope ordered, "Don't let the number of deaths increase any more, let it be over here." "As if this command was so merciful. "But ......," said Commander Kasapa, hesitating, "according to the priest of the Calliu Cathedral, there were two children, a boy and a girl, and the girl seemed to have been infected by the monster's scratches, and the two left the church after a confrontation with the guards. "Is there anything I need to report this, and do you need me to teach you how to deal with it?" The Pope frowned slightly, clearly already upset. "But they don't seem to be ordinary civilians, and the boy seems to care about the girl, and ......," Captain Kasapa hesitated, "and what?" "The Pope looks more and more agitated." And they seem to be from the Hunyadi family. Hearing this, the wine glass in the Pope's hand slipped out of his hand and fell heavily to the ground.

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