Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 56 The Third Meeting with the Bandit Gang
The dilapidated monastery is still intact except for the gate, the other places are crumbling, the windows are blocked from the inside with wooden boards, and the rustling of ghosts can be heard from time to time.

Most of the stone bricks on the outside of the wall are cracked, and there are a few dry and dead beetles hidden in the hollows of those bricks, probably placed here deliberately by some urchins.

It certainly couldn't be the church on Center Street or Uptown.

The place in Mostele is as peaceful as ever, like a resting place for the dead. Even if ghouls feast on hundreds of people here, the half-dead slum dwellings still retain the vitality of microwaves as always, which seems to indicate that the devil cannot change human beings. poverty.

Under the gaze of a man wearing a blindfold, Ivan slowly approached the monastery in the slum. The place was full of ghosts and the ground was covered with a layer of granular soil.

Compared with the lush moss and dogtail grass at the door, this place is simply a forbidden place for life, and even a fly can't be seen.

The blindfolded man stared at him fiercely, as if he was going to eat him with a ferocious expression.

Ivan's perception became quite good after splitting his soul. With the help of the faint candlelight, he could see a crude dagger pinned to the belt of the blindfolded man, and several hidden knives on his boots.

This man's body is also quite strong, just standing on the ground and looking at him, his body is actually motionless.

The jaw is broad, covered with a thick beard, and the powerful blue veins can be seen around the powerful eyes.

"be honest."

After the blindfolded man said this, he led him into the monastery.

After passing through a dark corridor, I came to a room along the corner. The torches and bonfires lit up the world, making this dark space finally bright.

Ivan noticed that the room was astonishingly large, and there were traces of buildings left on the floor. Crosses and wooden beds were lying crookedly on the ground, and tattered and untidy bedding and clothes were packed into luggage, one after another in a regular order. placed.

Apparently, this used to be a confessional.

But now it is the gathering place of bandit gangs.

"Guluyiduduka, Voltaddbubuji."

It's not Bohemian, it's supposed to be a language of gypsies.

Gypsies are nomads who move from place to place and country to country without a permanent residence.Most gypsies cannot integrate into the mainstream of society and still live in shantytowns with extremely poor conditions. Some make a living by divination, singing and dancing, while some can only be thieves, human traffickers, beggars or "bear handlers". .

It may be the national culture. Most gypsies believe in witchcraft and prophecy, and they are also good at using the power brought by witchcraft. In many rural stories, there are plots in which female gypsies use witchcraft to make men fall in love with themselves. .

Ivan turned his head to look around, and there were about 30 people living here.

There are men, women and children.

The woman is young and charming, looking at herself with teasing eyes, her body is covered with resounding local jewelry, and every step she takes, she can hear the ringing of bells.

A few women had just woken up. They raised the curtains and yawned, their bodies were naked.

The old man is vicious and vicious, with huge earrings, and his voice is low as if he is swearing.

Among these people, Ivan saw the tax official—Don Serra, who should have been temporarily dismissed by Baron Dorian and other nobles.

Although he is dismissed in name, he still has a good salary every month, so there is no need to mix with this group of people.

Maybe it was love that made him so hot-headed that he threw himself into filth without thinking about the consequences.

Don Serra also saw Ivan, but he didn't look at him with hatred. On the contrary, the man in the old clothes had to thank him.

If it weren't for Baron Dorian's momentary pride, he would not have joined the Gang of Bandits as he wished and stayed by Carmen's side.

Don Serra is now the husband of Carmencita.

The two of them got married a week ago in front of a three-meter-high acacia tree, because the pods of this tree were big and round, just like the heart of a living person, so some members of the bandit gang The tree is believed to have magical powers.

"Abugu Yitne oh times, Gert Jimu is mourning."

The blindfolded man was standing in front of the campfire arguing loudly with another man.

Ivan roughly understood a little bit. There were a few Polish words in this sentence, which represented death and rejection. He subconsciously guessed that the two people might be arguing about their own affairs.

As for the reason, it is easy to guess.

Although the Gang of Bandits is an underground organization, it has a large number of people and has always had the habit of smuggling goods from other countries, so it needs a secret place to gather.Bringing Ivan here now, unconsciousness has had a great impact on their safety.

What's more, he is still a nobleman, born with official connections.

The blindfolded man was still arguing with the man, his lips turned outward a little, probably because he had been hurt before, as soon as he spoke, the small piece of ground in front of him seemed to be raining, and became the target of saliva.

The man chattered, pointing to his scarf and ring from time to time.

In the end, he gave up, and just gave Ivan a fierce look, as if he wanted to use this method to make him quit.

It's a pity that no matter how much he stares, it's useless. Ivan observes other places expressionlessly, as if he doesn't feel that anyone is staring at him at all.

"Ptada (chief)."

After hearing this sentence, the relaxed and lazy gypsies finally became nervous. They began to dig out the bongs and robes from the backpacks, and then covered the messy braids with the bloated hats at the front.

The women began to sing and the men shouted.

Mellow notes and savage roars crowded the area.

Ivan also raised his head, and he saw a brown man with a turban on his head slowly walking to the front of the cross, and someone on the ground was kissing his boots lightly.

Brown people also have gray eyes.

Ivan has never been to many places, but he has at least studied a brief history of foreign countries in his previous life. A person with bronze skin, a big and straight nose bridge, two eyes that are a little bit apart, and a particularly large area from the brow bone to the forehead should be an Egyptian. people.

This gypsy really deserves to be a homeless nation.

There are not only Europas in the ethnic group, but also Egyptians.

This Egyptian was their leader.

When he began to speak, the others fell silent, and somewhat unexpectedly, the Egyptian spoke the official language of Francis in standard.

"I'm very sorry to meet you in this unsightly place."

"But I don't think you mind too much. To be honest, I have seen many princes and nobles. Their descendants also have lofty aspirations and young talents, but there has never been a person who is as unscrupulous as you. As far as we know , there are probably three people who died at your hands in the last few days."

"They walked freely at night and suddenly disappeared."

"I speculate that you brought them to the clinic, imprisoned them, or killed them. That's why the residents in the city were so panicked during this period, and the wizard fire festival that had already stopped started again."

"Okay, Mr. Ivan, are you going to explain?"

(End of this chapter)