"Y'lisabet, who is your teacher?"
Wang Quan asked this question as he rode his horse along the country road.
The weather was good today, and Wang Quan was in a good mood.
This country road was a bit like the Hobbit's hometown in The Lord of the Rings. It was surrounded by low hills covered with green lawns, and there was a winding dirt road in the middle.
Wang Quan had also disguised the Death Riders.
In fact, he wanted to directly restore them, but they might have mutated first and then stayed in the dark cage for too long. In addition, the power that made them mutated actually came from the mythical creatures.
In short, the result was that Wang Quan couldn't restore them for the time being.
But he could still disguise them.
Wang Quan used the black and red mist to simulate realistic skin and organs on the Death Riders' broken bodies.
To be honest, she was quite beautiful, comparable to Elizabeth, and even more handsome.
How should he put it? In the words of the "Moon people," Elizabeth was like an intermediary between Artoria and Jeanne d 'Arc, while the Death Riders were closer to Black Artoria.
In short, they were both very handsome.
However, Wang Quan's "mature man quivering" that hadn't appeared in a long time had just happened.
This meant that there was something ahead that could threaten him.
It might not have happened yet, but it could definitely threaten him.
"There are many schools and churches there."
Elizabeth began to explain the situation there. "My teacher, Lathan, was originally a bishop of the Church of Death, but because he couldn't accept the way the headquarters in Rome did things, he applied to be sent to England.
"Later, the Glorious Sun Knights here joined forces with my mother … Queen to implement the Poor Law. My teacher found out that they were actually using this to suppress the poor and improve the efficiency of the factories. My teacher then left the Church of Death and opened a small church here to take in orphans and teach them."
She was very proud. "Many of my knowledge and views on things were taught by my teacher. When I was young, I often came here to learn from my teacher."
Then here's the problem. Your mother must know about this, but she didn't do anything about it. It feels like she deliberately let you become the disciple of that bishop. Even now, the pursuit isn't strong, as if it's training.
Wang Quan felt more and more that Queen Elizabeth had ulterior motives.
Wang Quan smiled. "Do you mean that Oxford is now full of schools, and apart from the church priests, most of them are young students?"
"More or less. The church has cultivated some fields over there, and the crops they grow are enough to feed the whole town."
Elizabeth felt that Wang Quan was implying something. Her heart tightened. "What did you notice?"
"It's nothing. Let's wait and see. Maybe I was wrong."
Wang Quan smiled and changed the topic.
What did he feel?
They had already arrived in front of the town. Everything was full of life.
However, after Wang Quan increased the circulation of his Mythical creature power, he sensed that there were no more than five living beings in the city.
Although none of the five vital signs were a threat to him, his "Mature Man Quivering" was already frantically warning him.
Tsk, how strange.
Just like that, the group rode their horses into the town.
Elizabeth's arrest warrant was posted on the notice board at the entrance of the town.
However, there were no guards at the entrance of the town.
After entering the town, Wang Quan narrowed his eyes. "Go to the cathedral to find your teacher first. I'll take a look around."
Elizabeth looked puzzled, but she didn't ask further.
She knew their identities very well. From what she understood, Wang Quan wouldn't cause trouble.
As long as Wang Quan was in the town, it would be fine.
She nodded and led the Death Steed to the cathedral.
After watching them leave, Wang Quan dismounted and entered a tavern by the side of the road.
The terrifyingly silent tavern became noisy the moment Wang Quan entered.
There were many farmers who had finished their farm work and the town guards who were resting. They were drinking, playing cards, and chatting.
Wang Quan scanned the area and saw that a few people continued to play their own games after glancing at him. Everything looked normal.
It was like a small tavern in the countryside.
Those gentlemen in suits wouldn't come to such a place.
They would either go to the club or the manor.
Wang Quan walked to the bar. The bartender inside wiped the glasses and asked, "What would you like?"
"A glass of water, thank you." Wang Quan put a gold coin on the table.
"The water is free." The bartender put the glass in front of him.
"It's okay. Keep the change."
Wang Quan picked up the glass and sat down in front of a round wooden table.
There were five people playing Texas here.
"Do you mind adding one?" He sat down directly, then took out a stack of paper money and slapped it on the table.
The bearded farmer who was shuffling the cards glanced at the paper money and smiled. "Of course."
He shuffled the cards and began to deal. "But we don't accept money here. We need something else for the chips."
"Oh?" Wang Quan was interested. "What?"
"Ears, or … flesh and blood of a living person."
"No problem."
Wang Quan put down the glass and crossed his index fingers, making a clicking sound. "Come! I'm going to kill everyone today! "
Half an hour later, Wang Quan looked at the opponent's gourd (three with two), then dropped the two pairs in his hand.
Then he tore off his left arm and threw it on the table. "Is that enough?"
He had now dug out an eye, cut off his nose, and cut off an ear.
"Not enough …" The bearded man said with a grim smile. "This is a five-card stud. The chip should be … your whole body."
"Makes sense." Wang Quan nodded. All the organs on the table turned into flying ash, and then all the missing parts of his body grew back.
Then he put his hand on the edge of the table and flipped it.
Five minutes later, Wang Quan walked out of the tavern.
"The sun is so dazzling …"
Looking up at the blue sky and the scorching sun, he lit a cigarette and slowly took a drag. Then he walked in the direction of the hoof prints on the ground.
Behind him, the door of the tavern was blown open by the wind, revealing the hellish scene inside.
The place had been dyed red with blood, and broken limbs were everywhere.
…
"Will Infino be okay alone?"
When they were about to reach the church, Elizabeth suddenly felt that she shouldn't let Wang Quan act alone.
"It's okay." The one who answered her was the Knight of Death, whose voice was as cold as metal. "No one can hurt the boss."
"I'm afraid he'll hurt others."
Elizabeth couldn't help but sigh. "What kind of person is Infino? You guys have been with him for a long time, right? You should know him quite well. "
"Actually, our understanding is similar to yours." After a few seconds of silence, the Knight of Death began to answer her question. "He was sent to that prison ten years ago, right next to me. At that time, he was still a child, probably about ten years old. "
"So he's human?" Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat, and she recalled a taboo existence that her teacher had once told her. "He's the Cursed Child?"
The Knight of Death didn't answer her question, but continued, "But for the past ten years, he hasn't eaten or drunk any water. Every day, he just sleeps, and he sleeps for more than twenty hours a day. Occasionally, when he wakes up, he just lies down with his eyes open, or stands up and walks a few steps. He never speaks, and his face is never expressionless.
"At that time, we only felt one thing about him, fear."
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