Chapter 11 Chapter Ten Return of the Red Dragon
The mounted policemen were recruited by Poincaré himself, and they are all elite soldiers. They can still respond quickly in this level of emergencies, and quickly occupy a favorable shooting position. More than a dozen firecrackers are aimed at the dust at the same time. The ferocious black shadow in the middle.
"Get out of the way! Fire!" cried the Captain of the Mounted Police.
To get out of the way was to the baroness's entourage, to fire was to his own men.Rundstedt's figure was not very clear under the cover of dust, but a slight metal reflection could still be seen. The captain of the mounted police made a correct judgment at the first time—it was a knight wearing a mobile armor!
With the weapons of the mounted police and the baroness's entourage, there is no chance at all in close quarters. If you want to deal with the mobile armor, you have to seize the opportunity first.More than a dozen flames flashed out at the same time, and Rundstedt took a step forward against the barrage, covering in front of the iron coffin.Large-caliber bullets were unable to cause damage to the Seraph-class armor at all, and the surface of the armor flashed with dots of fire, and the ejected bullets left several bullet holes on the ancient murals.
When the mounted police were about to launch a second round of shooting, the gunfire flickered in front of them, it was the entourage of the Countess.All the mounted policemen fell at the same moment, all shot in the forehead.
The captain of the mounted police made many correct judgments, but he didn't realize the true identities of those followers. They approached Rundstedt with guns, not to help the mounted police subdue this dangerous enemy—they were the ones that Rundstedt wanted Looking for someone!They came here just to wait for Rundstedt, and this is the place they agreed to meet earlier in the morning.
The thorny track leading to Bertha College can barely bear the heavy armed train, and Long Destetter is driving the train from the fork to Bertha College, but In the last turn, he derailed due to excessive speed, and finally crashed straight into the church, reaching the designated place in this way.
There was only one reason why the entourage surrounded Rundstedt with guns - this man was too dangerous to be controlled at all, he could destroy the Pope's car with a single shot, so he would not be afraid of anyone or any power in the world, he would always Rise up, if negotiations break down.
The entourage skillfully inspected the corpses of the mounted policemen, and shot them if necessary. They were familiar with this kind of thing. In the eyes of these people, life was obviously not something to cherish.No one dared to speak out. Have the nobles ever seen someone die with a headshot in front of them?
Fear gripped their hearts like a giant hand. They were all wrong. They were wrong the moment the door opened. What they welcomed was not the high-ranking baroness at all, but the devil!
It was only then that someone noticed the collar buttons on the cloaks of the entourage. On the neckline was an inverted pentagram pattern, and in the middle of the pentagram was a goat's skull.
That badge represents a secret organization - The Satanic Order.
For the Inquisition Bureau, the Satanic Order is the most dangerous enemy. This order has numerous branches and countless believers.The Inquisition imprisoned everyone who identified as a member of the Satanic order, and branded them "without release for life."But this does not stop this order from growing, because it does seem to have some kind of surreal ability, or some kind of forbidden power exclusive to demons, and human beings are always hard to resist the desire for power.
With the astonishing efficiency of the Inquisition Bureau, so far only a few things have been confirmed to be related to the Satanic Order, and one of them has made the high-level officials of the Holy See extremely angry—the holy scriptures used by the Satanic Order and the holy scriptures used by the Messianic Church are The same "Covenant", but interpreted in a completely opposite way, the Satanic cult claims that the Messianic religion has misinterpreted the divine will, and that the Messianic religion is the real cult.
This order seems to have been against the Messianic teaching since its inception. They are the reflection of the Messianic teaching. Except for using the same "Covenant", everything about them is the opposite of the Messianic teaching.The high-level members of the Messianic Church looked at the report on the Satanic Order, as if they saw themselves in the mirror, except that they were wearing bright red robes, gentle and kind, while the self in the mirror was wearing a mournful black robe, He looked ferocious.
As long as someone who grew up reading the "Covenant" can easily understand the teachings of the Satanic order, because it is like the twin brother of the teaching of the Messiah.After the Satanic order shows them "miracles", they often turn to join the Satanic order... This mysterious black order silently erodes the congregation of the Holy Messiah, as if accompanied by the Holy Messiah. The black shadow that grew up with the Church, the high level of the Holy See is no less afraid of the Satanic Order than Chu Shunhua.
Under the tremendous pressure of the guns, people hid in the church in horror, but all the entrances and exits were closed, and they had no way to escape.
César was also among the evading crowd, but he wasn't afraid of the muzzles of his followers, his eyes were always fixed on the black shadow in the dust, Knight King Dragon Destedt!The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, as if he saw a devil.
"The danger has been eliminated for you, Your Highness Rundstedt." The lead entourage walked up to Rundstedt and said with a smile.
There was still blood on the muzzle of his gun. A few seconds ago, he had just put the musket against the captain's heart and shot, and the blood spurted out and stained the barrel of his gun.But at this moment, he was talking easily, like two young people meeting each other on the street and saying hello casually.
Compared with his cruelty and calmness, what shocked people even more was the name he said.
Rundstedt!Rundstedt!Rundstedt... the name was repeated dozens of times in the midst of people's exclamations.
Of course they have heard of this quaint name, it is a name that has been sung and sung in the Kingdom of Thorns and even in the whole world, the King of Knights who shocked the nations, the strongest man in the Holy See.If the pope is the projection of God in the human world, then Rundstedt is the projection of the supreme angel. He holds a flaming holy sword and resolutely guards the throne of God in the world.
People are fortunate to have heard his name, but they have no chance to see the true face of the King of Knights.In people's imagination, he should be a man with wind and thunder in his movements. He may be as cold as ice, or his sexuality may be as fierce as fire, but no matter what, he is awe-inspiring and inviolable.
But is this Rundstedt?So pale and so tired, the mask of the armor was opened, the long white hair was hanging down wetly, the thin face was covered with a layer of rain, and the supposedly magnificent purple pupils were also dimmed.That is a big kid at all, a big kid trekking alone in the rainy night, trying to find a place to hide from the rain.
How could this thin boy who would make women feel protective? How could he be the Templar Ronderstedt?
The blood diluted by the rain was oozing out from the gaps in the armor, every step that Rundstedt took left a bright red footprint.He destroyed ten Seraphs in an instant, but he also paid a high price—his wound was located under his left rib, and a "can opener" was fired from there. The armor was pierced, along with his left lung.
With this kind of injury, normal people can't even stand firmly, but some kind of inconceivable will still supports him to rush here.He was carrying the iron coffin containing the girl, holding it so tightly, as if it was his life... Once he let go of his hand, he would die.
"I brought what you want, where is what I want?" Rundstedt looked at the follower coldly, and asked again.
The attendant had already taken off the hood that covered his face. Under the hood was a young man's face, exquisite and beautiful, with blond hair neatly combed, and a thin and sharp smile on his lips.If it weren't for the black cloak, he would have looked like a nobleman who was going to a grand party, and he was the kind of nobleman who would make a girl fall in love with a slight smile.
The places in the world that can "produce" this kind of noble son are only a few big and famous cities.Could this kind of person be a believer in the Satanic Order?Why would such a person appear in Marston as a servant?
"Your condition doesn't look very good, King of Knights." The young man looked up and down at the scarred Rundstedt, and his tone didn't seem to be concerned, but seemed to be gloating.
"For you, it doesn't matter whether I'm in good condition or not. Even if I only have my last breath left, I'll just raise my hand to kill you." Rundstedt said coldly.
The smile stayed on that delicate face, and the corners of the young man's eyes twitched, as if he wanted to get angry, but he didn't dare.
What Rundstedt said was right, even if it was a Seraph who was at the end of his life, killing him was as simple as moving his wrist.
"Your Highness the Knight King, you can say this only because of that seraphim-level armor!" The young man's expression was slightly ferocious, "But what about the armor, let's take a bet on who will die here Don't forget, the heavily armed Crusader Guards are on their way, and they're going to pierce you and the girl you love on the same sword, doused in kerosene and burnt into coke! And our deal doesn't include making sure you If you escape alive, how many blazing iron cavalry can you deal with in your current state?"
"You are not the one qualified to talk to me, call your mentor." Rundstedt glanced over the young man's shoulder and scanned the rest of his followers.
"Rundstedt! Do you dare to ignore me? Do you know who I am? From the moment you shot at the ship of Avalon, you are already a lost dog! Do you still want to speak in the tone of a Templar? The young man was furious, the most unbearable thing for a young man of the family was others' contempt for him, but this boy who was like a bereaved dog who seemed to fall down at any time didn't care about him at all.
The extreme degree of contempt is nothing more than "don't care at all".
"Stand back, Dasmond. The king of thorns in front of you is the king of the knights. The name of the king of knights is not because of the armor he wears, but because of the iron body in his body." Soul. A piece of armor must have a soul, so that the armor can truly come alive and become a knight!" An old and majestic voice came from behind Dasmond, and the big hand like a dead tree gently pushed him away. .
"You fulfilled your promise, and I will fulfill mine, Your Highness Rundstedt." The old man replaced Dasmond and stood in front of Rundstedt. He was tall and thin, with an exposed face and Both hands are covered with wrinkles, just like an old tree that is about to die.But his eyes are very young. If you only look at those bright eyes, you will mistake him for a young man in his twenties.
"You are their mentor?"
"I am their mentor."
"I heard that there are six core priests in the Satanic Order, you should be one of them? Which one are you?"
"You don't need to ask about this kind of thing. In any case, if you help us open that carriage, I will give this girl a new life." The instructor said gently.Just listening to his voice and looking at his appearance, it is impossible to connect him with the cult priests. He seems to be a high-level priest of the Messianic Church.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Rundstedt threw a heavy iron object on the ground. The thing jumped and made a clanging sound, and came to Dasmond's feet.The eyes of the attendants were all dancing with that thing, and anyone could see the longing in those pupils... That kind of burning longing far surpassed the limit of human's longing for gold and beautiful women. Just like human beings yearn for the gates of heaven to be opened before them.
"Dasmond," said the tutor softly.
Dasmond got the approval, and regardless of his aristocratic demeanor, he rushed over and grabbed the thing tightly, turning the end with trembling hands, and the octagon at the end of the iron product bounced off with a "boom", just like Veron The key you carried.
This is also a key, the key to open that car.
Dasmond led the entourage to the carriage, and inserted the key into the eight-pointed star-shaped tooth hole on the carriage.As he turned the iron key vigorously, a crack opened in the heavy carriage door, and the icy air sprayed out. The air turned out a strange blue color, and Dasmond felt as if he was soaked in ice water.But his desire for the things in the carriage surpassed everything else, and he refused to avoid it, staring at the slowly opening steel door.
But contrary to expectations, the door of the carriage was only opened less than the width of a palm, and there was a rattling sound from the inside of the mechanical system, and the powerful steam engine was still trying to drive it, but no matter how hard Dasmond tried, he could only Opened the palm-width seam.
"Damn it!" Dasmond kicked the door angrily, "What's going on, Rundstedt? Is this some little game you played with us? You and I don't have time to play games! The hunting party of the Crusader Guards will be here soon, and they won't let me or you! You're either their Knight King, or you die! You know this better than I do! "
"The impact caused part of the mechanical system to be deformed. Instead of spending time arguing with me, it is better to quickly find a way to repair it. The hunting team hasn't arrived yet, and the strongest 'Scarlet Death' Li Xini among them is being killed by Half-Leyol The Mangund is taken away from Marston, which will buy us some time." Rundstedt talked to Dasmond, but stared at the instructor intently.
"Hmph!" Dasmond vented his anger in complete disregard of etiquette and demeanor.He himself had a little understanding of mechanical principles, so he could probably figure out why the compartment doors malfunctioned. It was a blessing that the equipment could still work under such a violent impact.
But he was completely unsure of being able to repair the compartment door. This thing is a product of the Minerva Organ. Every piece of the Minerva Organ is the ultimate in mechanical craftsmanship. All kinds of incredible new structures come from that organ. Without design drawings Even if those ace mechanics from the Wangli Mechanical Academy were present, they might not be able to open the compartment door.
"Get some people, just pry it open! I need some hard crowbars! Quick!" His eyes fell on the people inside the church. There is enough manpower.
Without a key, even a division of men might not be able to open the compartment within the time limit, but now that the compartment has been unlocked, it should just be that a part of the transmission system is bent, and maybe it just needs to be done.
The entourage walked towards the crowd with the guns still in the air, selected the strongest men among them, pointed the guns at their heads, and dragged them to the carriage.When they did this, they didn't consider the identity of the candidates at all. A noble man like Father Roman was chosen because of his relatively strong body.Their eyes lingered on César and Meine for a while, and then turned to other places. Everyone could see that the two boys' physical strength was not good.
Their eyes were briefly attracted by Adele, but they quickly abandoned it.Those proud girls were worried that these thugs were doing something wrong to them, but this worry soon passed. The followers only wanted strong men, and they had no interest in the girls' bare arms and legs.
"Dasmond will be busy for a while, let's start first." The instructor looked at the girl in the iron coffin, "I may have to do some inspections for her first, if you don't mind."
Rundstedt moved away silently, only then was the girl in the iron coffin fully exposed to the people.She was dressed in Seraph-class armor like Rundstedt, with her visor open to reveal a pale face.
Her paleness was worse than that of Rundstedt, and the dark blue blood vessels throbbed slowly under the paper-thin skin, which was the only evidence that she was still alive.Her eyes are actually open, but there is only a blank in her eyes, and no one knows whether she still has sanity.
She looks like a seriously ill child, but she can vaguely see that she should be a beautiful girl when she is healthy. Her long blond hair has been soaked in the ice water in the museum for too long, and it is wet and entangled around her swan-like neck. .Rundstedt gently lifted her out of the icy water. The black devil-like armor hugged the girl who was as light as a sheet of white paper. There was a kind of thrilling beauty.
Around her neck is a metal nameplate, which is an identity badge issued to every soldier of the Papal State, with the soldier's name branded on the back, so that even if his body is unrecognizable, his family can be found through the nameplate.
This girl is a soldier like Rundstedt. In Seraphim's armor, there are not only brave boys, but also this kind of girl who seems to be broken with a little force.
"Is your name Tilan? It's a good name." The instructor took off the nameplate and put it aside, opened the box he brought with him, and put the strangely shaped copper helmet on the girl named Tilan. , the electrode touches the skin on the back of the girl's neck, where it leads directly to the main nerve.
"Holy See, the interception operation has failed. We have lost contact with the Scarlet Death, but it is estimated that he is trying to return to Marston." In the small prayer hall 30 kilometers away from Marston, Director Spencer sent Marston The incoming telegram was placed under the lamp.
The Pope finished reading the telegram with a blank expression: "Well, Rundstedt, the last power car entered the seminary in the upper town of Marston? Is there anything special about that seminary?"
"That is the highest-ranking seminary in Marston. There are local and non-local children studying there. The principal, Father Roman, has been commended by you, and there is nothing special about it."
"Since there is no special place, why is Rundstedt going there? Waiting to be hunted?"
"The only reasonable explanation is that the person he wants to meet is at Berthe College, he has robbed the last carriage of the Jermain Gund train, and is now going to transfer the goods in the car to someone in Berthe College. personal."
"Four Omega remains, a dozen Seraph-level armors, the value of these things is equivalent to a country. But Rundstedt is not someone who can be moved by money. What does he want to exchange for these things? "
"This is just my guess." Director Spencer paused, "The girl named Tilan probably caught his attention the most. According to information, the knight's coffin containing Tilan is also in Yeorman Aboard the Gund."
"That man named Tilan is also the driver of the Seraph armor." The Pope frowned.
"Yes, but the armor put too much burden on her body. Since twelve months ago, she has never woken up and is in the state of 'living dead'. If Rundstedt It makes sense to betray us because of hatred."
"The Blazing Knights are directly under the orders of the cardinal. If he wants to seek revenge, then he should go to those old things in the cardinal. Why did he shoot at the ship of Avalon?"
"Maybe what he hates is not a certain person, but this country, and even the world?"
"What does Chu Shunhua have to do with this matter?"
"It's not known yet."
"What is the least expensive way to solve a problem?"
"Relevant people died in that academy, Rundstedt, Tilan, and the people that Rundstedt wanted to see. Holy See, we must hurry up, the Cardinal Council should have received the news , the old people are meeting to discuss countermeasures, we'd better resolve this matter before their decision is sent, recover Omega...or destroy it on the spot."
"Send out all the blazing iron cavalry in the reserve team, but before they arrive, the people in Maston no longer need to act blindly. Even if they are desperate, the knight king will always be the knight king, and people without armor can deal with it." of."
"The situation is very unsatisfactory. Her sanity is almost completely lost, her body functions are rapidly deteriorating, and all her organs are in a state of premature aging." The instructor finished the examination with a solemn expression, "In other words, she is no different from a living dead. He will only obey simple orders. Hundreds of years have passed, and the Holy Cult of Messiah is still using this taboo armor, stuffing the human body that has no soul and only knows how to kill into a demonic machine... This is Holy Messiah Teaching the true colors."
"I'm not here to discuss this with you. Our agreement is that I will hand over the things on the train to you, and you will cure her illness!"
"You'd better worry about yourself too. If your current situation continues to deteriorate, it won't be long before you will become something similar to her." The instructor smiled silently, "How is it? Consider joining us? We can make Your soul will never be consumed by the evil spirit in the armor."
"You cure her, and our deal is done, and we have nothing to do with each other again!" Rundstedt growled, "We don't have much time, the people who hunted me are coming, and so are you!" On their kill list!"
"Of course, what we promised will definitely be done well." The instructor waved to the back, "It's just that we have to pay a very high price to call her sanity back."
His companion pushed the baroness over. At this moment, the girl who was supposed to be superior, respected and protected has become a prop in the hands of the "followers". They locked the girl's slender wrists tightly, lest she escape.
César suddenly realized why he felt a dangerous atmosphere in the church from the moment the Countess entered the door, because the sense of identity between the Countess and her entourage was wrong.It is not normal for such a noble girl to go out without a female companion or a female officer, but to bring a group of armed men with her.And after walking in the rain for so long, it was impossible for the shoes and skirt to stay wet, but none of the attendants thought of respectfully asking the Countess to change into dry clothes in the corner next to her.
This girl didn't come here under protection at all, she was escorted here!The real leader of this group is the mentor, Dasmond is the assistant of the mentor, and everyone else is a member of the Satanic order!
At this moment, the attendants took off their hoods one after another, revealing exquisite faces one after another. Nine out of ten of them looked like pampered noble youths, with golden or light golden hair, and valuable clothes hanging on their bodies. Such a group of young people turned out to be believers of the Satanic order in private. No wonder the Inquisition Bureau found it difficult to find the core of the Satanic order... Maybe the core of this black order is not hidden, and it is even located in the upper class.
Yingluo raised those light-colored eyes and glanced at Rundstedt. At that moment, Rundstedt's heart trembled slightly, and he felt that those eyes were bright lights, and he was bathed in the light from afar. in the light.
He knew exactly why the Satanic order had brought this girl, the one who would pay the price for waking Tilan.
She is a witch.
All the teachings of the Satanic Church are contrary to the Messianic teaching. The Messianic teaching says that God created the world and the world, and cares for and guides mankind. They imprisoned the ancestors of human beings in the Garden of Eden, and the devil turned into a snake and taught them to eat the fruit of the tree of wisdom, thus gaining wisdom similar to that of God.
The devil walked with humans all the way, but the gods watched humans struggle and pain coldly in the sky. The devil released a witch from hell. This kind of female carrier comes from the mysterious power of hell. They are the source and medium of all magic.
In a sense, the Satanic Order is a religious order worshiped by women, feminine and mysterious, like a queen's black skirt.
"Is this the so-called witch?" Rundstedt still nodded to Yingluo with the etiquette of a knight.
The instructor didn't give Yingluo a chance to answer. The young man behind Yingluo took out the syringe she had prepared and inserted it from the back of her neck. As the light green liquid medicine poured into Yingluo's blood vessels, the pair of pale eyes finally disappeared. luster.Yingluo fell back weakly and fell into the arms of the young man.The young man held her upper body, another young man lifted her legs, threw away the pair of stilettos, and put her into another iron coffin.
There was also a knight sleeping in the iron coffin, but the Satanists dragged him out, shot him in the neck with a can opener, and killed this high-ranking knight who could control the armor of Seraphim .
If Veron and Poincaré were present, they would understand why Rundstedt would show no mercy to his former colleagues, because those armors were packed with things like walking corpses, and they could only obey the orders of killing. Orders, so they never speak and don't need supplies.
What Veron never knew was that he had been accompanying such an army for a long time, in which only Rundstedt could be counted as a complete human being... and he had been sleeping alone in that In the iron coffin, if it wasn't for Tilan sleeping not far from him, he might have left long ago.
"Help me take off this lady's armguards," said the Mentor.
A straight blade popped out from Rundstedt's wrist, inserted through the gap in Tilan's armor, severed all connections, and completely dismantled the right arm armor.At this moment, people can roughly see the internal structure of the so-called Seraph armor. This kind of armor looks tight and close-fitting, but in fact, it still contains a complete metal frame and transmission system inside. Even a weak girl like Tilan can wear it The armor of the Seraphim class is also a giant more than two meters high.Her slender hands only reached Seraph's elbows, and beyond that were powerful metal prosthetics.
It is such a weak hand that has held the ultimate force for a long time.
The instructor buried the needle into the wrists of Tilan and Yingluo, and the needle was connected to a rubber hose, which led to a brass pump machine of Cheng Liang.As the brass pump worked, both girls convulsed at the same time, blood pouring into the pump, filling the gelatinous sac, and entering the other's body.
While reciting the ancient scriptures softly, the instructor walked around the iron coffin. The black iron inverted cross on his chest hit the hard armor of the breastplate, making a dull sound.
The Satanic church also regards the cross as a sacred object, but their cross is long at the top and short at the bottom. It is not the Son of God who is tied to the cross to sacrifice for mankind, but the son of the devil.
The whole process is full of mysterious religious atmosphere, it is unbelievable whether this is a ritual or an operation.But it is obvious that when Yingluo's blood entered Tilan's body, a faint blood color appeared under Tilan's pale skin, and life seemed to return to the girl's body again, and the lonely and sad face was faintly It's shiny.
This is almost a process of exchanging lives. As Tilan recovers, Yingluo gradually "withers".She is still so beautiful, but she presents a texture as hard as jade and as old as a mural.
"What will happen to the girl after this process is completed?" Rundstedt asked in a low voice.
"If you ask such a question, it means that you haven't understood the nature of this world. When you gain one thing, you are sacrificing another thing invisibly. The Holy Messiah says to those who believe in it, as long as you believe God, God will give you everything, because God loves you. But how can there be love for no reason in the world?" The instructor said lightly, "The power of a witch always follows the principle of fairness, giving and receiving are equal. Yes. When the girl you care about returns to the state of a witch, the witch will become Tilan."
"Why didn't she resist?"
"Because people can't resist their own destiny, witches are also people." The instructor's answer was very mysterious.
Driven by the Satanists, the men tried their best to open the carriage, while Dasmond himself opened the scattered iron coffins and dragged out the sleeping knights one by one.They obviously knew about the Seraph-class armor, and after a little fumbling, they found the key to opening the armor, and then they dragged the pale people out of the armor one by one, and shot them in the heart.
The best knights of the Papal Kingdom fell one by one in the gunshots. They were all young people in their twenties, pale and thin. Because they were often soaked in ice water, their skin was as white as ice and snow, and their bodies were translucent. texture.
People trembled with the sound of gunshots, not knowing what their fate would be like next, and they were even more terrified by this evil inside story—is this the truth about Seraphim?Shouldn't these devil-like armor be a beautiful boy who abides by chivalry morality?But those pale bodies that were dragged out of the armor... were no different from dead people.
Dasmond and his companions caressed those exquisite armors, their eyes were full of longing, it was like a hungry ghost caressing the skin of a peerless beauty.This is a symbol of strength. Wearing this armor, a young relative who is as thin as Rundstedt can also be a vicious ghost on the battlefield.
If they put on this kind of armor, maybe they have the power to fight against the King of Knights?
But none of them dared to try to put on the Seraph armor, they saw the pale human form in the armor... These armors seem to be enchanted, and the souls of those who wear this armor will be absorbed by it until they become Tilan's appearance.
"Brother..." Adele's voice trembled slightly.
This kind of scene was too weird and cruel for her, and it also threatened her faith. Could it be that the seraphs who have been guarding the Holy See are actually a group of corpses?If this truth is spread, the great image that the Holy See has established for many years may collapse, and the teachings will be blamed by many parties.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." César held her shoulders tightly, leading her and Minet to curl up in a corner near the curtain.
Minai tightly held the handle of the knife at his waist, and then covered it with his school uniform, as if this weapon could save their lives at a critical moment.Annie and those beautiful girls were not far away from them, Huarong turned pale and trembled, but he didn't even have the guts to go over to comfort her.
Before that, no one knew what the Satanic Order was like, but judging from their behavior today, they are a group of guys who completely ignore life. They can crush the sleeping Seraph Knight like a bug, Of course, they don't care about the lives of ordinary people like them.
In comparison, Sir Marthos is more gentlemanly. He was not selected by the Satanists to break the door because of his injury, and he was able to accompany Madam Leia.He lowered his voice to comfort the charming widow: "It's okay, the elite army of the Papal State is near Marston, it is impossible not to alarm them for such a big event, the rescuers should be on their way, at that time Even the heretics can't escape!"
These words are purely Sir Mathos’s conjecture, but in such a situation, people can’t wait to grab any straw that can save their lives. Sir Mathos’s words made several nearby men nod frequently, and the women trembled because of it Not so much.
Only César's face remained unchanged, but that was by no means calm, but an uneasiness that surpassed everyone else, but this uneasiness was forcibly suppressed in his heart... The rescuer?Will someone really come to the rescue?That's not the man's way of doing things...and it's not the way of the Cardinals.
"Bastard! Use force! If you don't pry this door open, I will find a way to crush your head and stuff you through this gap!" The Satanist who supervised the door knocking kicked someone On the lower back of the Patriarch, the toe of the brass-wrapped boot pierced the man's body, causing him to roll over in pain.
But any form of punishment will not help the progress of prying the door. It is impossible to open the door of this carriage with a simple crowbar. It is a carriage that can imprison Seraphim, and the tools people have are just temporary A thick wooden stick.
Dasmond had already packed all the armor he had cleaned up into the thick leather bag he brought with him. They obviously wanted to take the armor away before the Papal State's army felt it.But they were still unwilling to leave, because there were more important things in that car, and they came for the things in the car, and compared to those things, the Seraph armor was just an additional spoil.
What is more important than Seraphim's armor?
Under the force of the firecrackers, those men who were usually proud and arrogant were holding the crowbar tightly with hands they had never worked before, gnashing their teeth, blood blisters were rubbed on their hands, and their gums were bleeding from biting, but it was all to no avail.Dasmond has completely lost the demeanor of a nobleman, he kept looking at his watch, and the more time passed, the more panicked he became.
But Rundstedt, the traitor, seemed fearless to the Papal State army that would come at any time. He looked at the girl in the coffin affectionately, his deep purple pupils were ethereal and distant.His wound was still bleeding, but he didn't have any intention of stopping the bleeding. Seeing the force of the bleeding, he seemed to fall down at any time, but under the wrap of the black armor, he was as indestructible as a god of war.
"Teacher, we can't open the carriage... There must be too little time if this continues!" Dasmond had no choice but to report to the old man.
"His Royal Highness Rundstedt, maybe you can help us think of a way? With the power of Seraphim, maybe we can open the carriage." The mentor looked into Rundstedt's eyes.
"If you use pure violence, Seraphim will not be able to open the door of this train, have you forgotten? It was originally designed to imprison people like us." Rundstedt whispered, "Among you?没有机械师么？你们需要的是个懂得机械原理的人。”
“龙德施泰特！我警告你不要玩什么花样！”达斯蒙德勃然大怒，“这种时候我去哪里找机械师？这座城市里哪有机械师能够破解密涅瓦机关设计的系统？如果我们得不到车厢里的东西，交易就算失败，你心爱的女孩还是会像尸体那样躺着，永远不会醒来！世间能够唤醒她的人只有导师！”
“密涅瓦机关的设计太过复杂，不会用在车门这种次要的地方。车门只是坚固而已，你需要的只是一个普通的机械师。”龙德施泰特淡淡地说。他的眼里只有那个正如春树发芽般恢复的女孩，除了她什么都不重要。
“去找机械师，快！如果这个世界上还有几个值得相信的男人，龙德施泰特殿下无疑是其中之一，就算你不相信他，也该相信他的骑士道。”导师下令。
达斯蒙德狠狠地咬了咬牙，转身冲到教堂深处的人群前，枪口指向那些看起来可能是机械师的男人，神色狰狞：“会修理机械的男人全都站出来！”
无人应答，枪口扫过，每双眼睛里都写满恐惧。达斯蒙德越发的暴躁，他不相信这些人里连个普通机械师都没有，机械师这种人在任何一座大城市都不算罕见，而伯塞公学是一座贵族学府，一个学校里竟然没有机械师？
达斯蒙德的目光在人们脸上转了三四遍之后仍旧没有人起身，最后他看到了安妮，一身红裙的安妮身材高挑，裙下的小腿修长如玉，在任何情况下都是引人注目的女孩，而阿黛尔则被西泽尔有意无意地挡在了帷幕后面。
“这位亲爱的小姐。”达斯蒙德向着安妮伸出手来，他的手修长白净，一看就是贵公子的手，他这么说的时候带着微笑，就像社交舞场上的翩翩公子。
安妮很清楚达斯蒙德那张清秀的面孔下藏着何等的残忍，他的枪口直到现在还是血红的。但她不敢拒绝达斯蒙德，手被达斯蒙德抓住的时候，她惊恐得快要出来了。
“真是叫人心动的女孩啊，看这金子般的头发，象牙般的皮肤和天鹅般的脖颈。”达斯蒙德以贵族的礼节弯腰去亲吻安妮的手，“我猜你在这间学校里的追求者一定很多吧？”
安妮的追求者确实很多，其中身份最显赫的就是公爵之子法比奥。法比奥的家并不在马斯顿，但父亲为了让他虔心研究神学，特意把他送到了这座中立国的小城市来。法比奥少爷风度翩翩，是伯塞公学的社团领袖，安妮小姐则是学生会主席，挺秀雍容得就像月桂树，号称有着伯塞公学最长的双腿。法比奥少爷觉得自己无论哪个方面都跟安妮小姐有着很大的交集，于是便跟社团里的兄弟花了不少钱，办了盛大的派对，隆重的邀请安妮小姐和整个学生会的女孩们参加，安妮小姐也以贵族的礼节应允了。
可派对那天，安妮小姐带着名叫西泽尔的新生，把他介绍给在场的每个男生，然后主动邀请西泽尔跳舞，谁都看得出她很开心，长发和裙摆一起飞扬。从那天开始，法比奥少爷就视西泽尔为敌人了。
达斯蒙德轻轻地抚摸着安妮的脸，突然一捏她的面颊，安妮不自主地张开了嘴，在那一瞬间达斯蒙德吧火铳塞进了她嘴里。
这个彬彬有礼的男人再度变得狰狞狂暴，一边狠狠地搂着安妮的细腰强迫她紧紧地贴着自己，一边放声咆哮：“那你的追求者里应该有个机械师什么的吧？那个机械师该出来帮我们点小忙吧？要是我的话我也会不忍心让这么可爱的女孩受折磨的对不对？嘿嘿！各位不都是贵族么？应该有点贵族风度的吧？就算你们没有觊觎过这个女孩的美貌，也应该站出来展现一下骑士风度吧？我再问一遍！这里有没有机械师？”
法比奥少爷早已经忍不住了，男孩的怒气总是比成年人更难克制一些，此时此刻的法比奥少爷就像一头愤怒的公牛，如果他手边有一柄剑他一定会拔出来。
“这位英俊的少年，看起来你懂机械咯？”达斯蒙德打量着胸膛起伏的法比奥少爷。
法比奥少爷强忍着怒火，毕竟心爱的女孩还在对方的掌握中，他不愿安妮受到任何的伤害。
“这是座神学院！神学院里根本没有机械课程！我们中没有任何人是你想要的机械师！你欺负女孩也没用！”他瞪视着达斯蒙德那双狭长妖娆的眼睛。
“亲爱的小姐……我不得不说，您选择男友的品位差了一点，他什么用都没有啊。”达斯蒙德抚摸着安妮的嘴唇，遗憾的摇摇头。
他忽然从安妮的嘴里抽出短枪，用沉重的枪柄敲打在法比奥的侧脸上，他的枪柄是包裹着纯银的乌木，用来锤击的时候极其有力，先学连带着几颗牙齿喷出法比奥的嘴，达斯蒙德抬腿把法比奥踢回人堆。
法比奥戴着家徽戒指，很容易看出他的身份非同一般，在贵族圈中人人都得尊重这位堂堂的公爵之子，可达斯蒙德竟然像踢开一名乞丐那样踢开法比奥……为了车厢里的东西他可以杀任何人，那东西能摧毁现存的贵族体制，摧毁国家，甚至逆转这个世界的格局！
他用力按住安妮的肩膀，强迫她跪在满是碎石的地面上，尖锐的石渣刺入安妮的膝盖，瞬间就鲜血淋漓。枪管再次捅进了她嘴里，浓重的硝烟味冲进她的肺，她不敢反抗不敢挣扎，只有脸颊边的泪水无声地往下流。达斯蒙德拖着安妮在人们面前往返行走，把她娇嫩的膝盖磨得鲜血淋漓，安妮的呜咽声听得人心碎，可谁也不敢说话。他们中没人懂机械，而狂暴的达斯蒙德就要一名机械师，如果没有机械师站出来他就会继续折磨安妮，即使有人站出来也不过是跟法比奥一样的下场。
那些曾经爱慕过安妮，对她表白、发誓会为了她对抗全世界的男孩都在安妮哀求的眼神下退缩了，他们当然不是不在意安妮，但世界上有几个女孩会让男人真的把命赌上呢？
“我可以试试看。”西泽尔站起身来，目光仿佛能穿透他看着的那个人。
“你懂机械么？”达斯蒙德从安妮嘴里拔出枪来指在西泽尔的额心，枪头还带着安妮嘴里的鲜血，“可别浪费我的时间。”
西泽尔什么都没说，扭头走向了列车。他很清楚达斯蒙德不敢在他的背后开枪，时间一分一秒地过去，教皇国的军人们应该就快赶来了。
他和龙德施泰特擦肩而过，龙德施泰特静静地看着棺中的女孩，西泽尔微微把头扭向另一边，两个人没有照面。
动力系统仍在试图推动那扇沉重的钢铁阀门，撬了那么久之后，能够打开的缝隙任然只是一个巴掌宽。缝隙间塞着折断的撬棒，还有零星的血迹，那是从撬棒上滴下来的。
这无疑是台怪物般的列车，车厢高度是一般火车的两倍，每节车厢的长度同样是正常车厢的两倍，普通列车是金属框架外面蒙着铁皮，这节车厢却像是整个用黑铁铸造，造型流畅而狰狞。
车灯仍旧亮着，照亮了因为断电而漆黑一片的教堂，如巨人睁大了独眼。浓密的蒸汽四散，细微的电火花在跳闪。
任何亲眼见到这列火车的人都会怀疑它是否来自现实，人类的技术真的达到了这种程度么？真正能投入使用的蒸汽机，百年前才被执照出来啊。
“我需要一台矿石灯。”西泽尔低声说。
矿石灯是一种手持式的照明工具，为了探索红水银矿井，人类发明了这种东西。它用蒸汽电池供电，重量勉强控制在能够手提的程度，在幽深的矿井里，矿工们就靠那东西寻找红水银的矿脉。
达斯蒙德吃了一惊，他们确实带了几台矿石灯，但直到现在还没拿出来，矿石灯的照明时间是有限的，趁着列车本身的头灯还能照明，加上几盏烛台，他们还不想动用矿石灯这种消耗品，他们还指望着借助矿石灯在黑暗中撤离。但这个男孩似乎非常确定他们带了矿石灯，他是怎么知道的？
西泽尔并没意识到自己让达斯蒙德吃惊了，在他看来这是理所当然的事，这些撒旦教信徒携带了很多称重的箱子，箱子里当然不会是女爵的衣物，只可能是工具。他们既然在黑夜里行动，那么除了武器，最重要的就是光源，唯有矿石灯能在断电的情况下照明，在这种暴风雨的天气里，蜡烛和火把都不好用。
达斯蒙德从同伴手里接过一个沉重的箱子，打开来，里面是一台黄铜质地的矿石灯。灯亮起来的时候，照亮了车身侧面的徽记，那是一只长了六只羽翼的黑色猫头鹰。
西泽尔的手轻轻地掠过那只狰狞的猫头鹰。
多么熟悉的触感啊，他学习机械的相关的知识，就是在这只猫头鹰的巢穴里。
“别浪费时间！”达斯蒙德嘶吼，“也别耍花样！”
“能修好。”西泽尔淡淡地说。
达斯蒙德愣住了。他对这个男孩还是抱有一定的希望的，因为西泽尔足够镇定，在枪口下足够镇静的人总该是有些底气的，可西泽尔甚至没有做任何检修就断定能修好，达斯蒙德自己也略懂机械，以他的经验来看这根本不可能。一个马斯顿的男孩，怎么能对米涅瓦机关的设备有那么大的把握？
“并不是出了故障，而是这列火车具备自锁的功能，在剧烈撞击的情况下，自锁功能开启，你们自然就打不开门了。”西泽尔说着已经开始动手了，工具箱就放在旁边，他随手拿起那些造型诡异的工具，拆下车厢侧面的护板。
“既然设计了自锁功能，也就是理所当然地设计了开锁功能，开锁用的隐藏锁孔应该就在这个护板后面。你们有钥匙，那柄钥匙应该有不同的机械加密方式，更换加密方式，使用隐藏锁孔就能开启。”西泽尔一边跟达斯蒙德解释一边拔下那柄来自龙德施泰特的黑铁钥匙。
表面上看这柄钥匙像是一件古物，但西泽尔揣摩了片刻之后就发现了它的秘密，钥匙的底部有可以旋转的齿轮，拨动那些齿轮盘之后，钥匙的齿也随之变化。这就是所谓的机械加密，这柄沉重的钥匙本身就是一件完整的机械，持有这柄钥匙的人还得知道它的机械密码才能令它起作用。荆棘王座吧手打组。
达斯蒙德疑惑地跟同伴对了对眼神，机械加密他们都懂，但是在有限的时间内理解这柄钥匙，解开齿轮盘的密码就很难了，那是机械学中最精深的课程之一。
西泽尔正在快递地调试那些齿轮盘，这个男孩对机械的理解远在达斯蒙德的期望之上。
“你怎么知道这些的？”达斯蒙德警觉地盯着西泽尔的背影。
“这列火车的设计师是留了线索的。”西泽尔指向被矿石灯照亮的那块车身，达斯蒙德凑上去看了一眼，这才注意到看似黑铁铸造的车身上竟然有蚀刻的纹路，隐约是机械设计的图纸被翻刻在车身上了，但以达斯蒙德的知识却完全无法理解。
“机械师的习惯，越是复杂的机械越是要在机械上留下便于随时参考的图录，这样出现故障的时候就不必再去翻查资料。把简化的设计图复制在车身上这样只要机械本身还存在，设计图也就不会丢失，这台机械的开启方法也会被后人知道。没有机械师希望自己的作品在百年后无人可以修理。”西泽尔淡淡地说。
这个解释最终说服了达斯蒙德，对货物的渴望也压过了心中的不安，达斯蒙德依旧神色狰狞，看向同伴的眼神中却流露出庆幸的神色。多亏这间学院里还有个痴迷机械的男孩，如果不是他，这个筹划已久的行动就会血本无归。
他开始考虑要在交易完成的时候留下西泽尔，这个男孩对撒旦教应该有用……至于教堂里的其他人，从一开始达斯蒙德就没有想过要留活口，最好连龙德施泰特也死在这里，这样车厢里的货物落入谁的手中将永远是个不解之谜！
西泽尔把钥匙贴近耳边，看起来是在聆听其中的齿轮旋转声，但只有他自己知道这些都是伪装，其实他只需要很短的时间就能打开车厢门，但那样就会激起达斯蒙德的警惕心。那个机械密码原本就深深地印刻在他的脑海里，他闭着眼随手调试都没问题，那些蚀刻的图纹也不是简化的机械设计图，那是某种文字，顶尖的机械师才会使用的文字，没有进入那个圈子，没有人教会你使用那种秘密文字，你就一辈子都看不懂。顶尖的机械师当然会希望自己的作品在百年之后仍旧有人可以修理甚至被人膜拜，但他们只希望自己的作品落入另一个顶尖机械师手里，而不是落到街头巷尾的庸人手上。
所以他们设计了专属顶尖机械师的语言。
整个教堂里只有一个人能够看出西泽尔只是在故意拖延时间，那就是龙德施泰特。但他的注意力完全在那个棺中少女的身上，根本没有理会这边的动静。
为什么要救安妮呢？西泽尔自己也说不清楚，他并不喜欢安妮，也并不觉得安妮喜欢自己。安妮和法比奥是一个世界的人，她的父亲是马斯顿的财务总长，母亲是某位王后的表妹，某种程度上安妮是拥有皇室血统的。
安妮从小到大都过着慵懒惬意的生活，她想要的东西就会有人买给她，她喜欢的人也都喜欢着她……直到她在马斯顿火车站看见了西泽尔。她被这个男孩身上那种与世界疏离的气质吸引，她尝试着喜欢一个来自不同世界的人。法比奥当然也很好，但安妮见过其他类似法比奥的男孩，却只见过一个西泽尔。
西泽尔很清楚他对于安妮的意义便如一种口味别致的硬糖，那只是好奇心和这个年纪女孩子“不认输”的倔强。他大可不必过于在意这个女孩子的倔强，他本来就是那么自私的人。
可他很难忘记那个令法比奥恨上他的舞会，自始自终安妮都有意无意地拉住他的手，令他很难甩开。那是除了仲夏夜庆典之外西泽尔在马斯顿参加过的唯一一场舞会，他本想通过那个机会认识一些对他有用的人，这才勉为其难地答应了安妮的邀请。可安妮令他得罪了法比奥，他也就无从在伯塞公学立足了。
从某种程度上说安妮令他在伯塞公学成了孤家寡人，但他始终记得安妮留在他手上的温度……那些愿意拉他手的人都死了，除了阿黛尔。荆棘王座吧手打组。
他把调试完毕的钥匙插入解锁齿孔，随着他旋转钥匙，这节动力车厢的内部传来绵密的机械运行声，原本机械卡住的噪音骤然消失，车厢门紧紧地合拢，连一道缝隙都不留下。
“你怎么把门有锁上了？”达斯蒙德大惊，火铳立刻就指在西泽尔的脑后。
西泽尔慢慢地抬起手，他的手抓着那柄钥匙：“我做的只是把车厢的自锁功能解除，现在你可以按照正常的程序开门，应该没有问题了。”
达斯蒙德先是一愣，接着忽然流露出喜色。他听见了车厢内部传来稳定的机械运转声，这节车厢神奇地恢复到了正常的状态，蒸汽动力充足，似乎随时都能再度开上铁轨。原来撞毁一座教堂都无法损坏的东西，能阻止它的只能是它自己的自锁功能。
他抓过钥匙奔向车门，他的同伴们也都紧随在后。
突然就没有人管西泽尔了，西泽尔默默地后退，想要回到人群中去。他不知道车厢里藏着什么东西，他也不想知道，知道得越多往往意味着死得越快，他对密涅瓦机关出品的一切东西都敬而远之。
他再度从龙德施泰特背后走过，龙德施泰特的目光依旧落在女孩身上，西泽尔低着头，脚步悄无声息。
可就在这一刻，他听见了龙德施泰特那仿佛梦呓的声音：“这种重逢，算是命运么？”
两架斯泰因重机沿着铁轨旁的泥泞地而来，吼叫着跃上月台。
庞加莱和贝隆跳下斯泰因重机，被眼前的景象惊呆了。谁都没有想到教皇国最精锐的军事组织之一——异端审判局会被一列火车击溃到这种程度，数以百计的执行官加上炽天铁骑负责拦截，结果却是伤亡过半，淋漓的鲜血被雨水冲刷着，沿着月台边缘往下流。
约尔曼冈德号上的装备不是普通的火铳，它们的弹头威力之大，只要命中人体，基本没有救治的机会。一名甲胄骑士在闪避的时候被弹幕波及，双膝关节中弹折断，全身上下都是裂纹，也是不必考虑救治了。
“神啊！密涅瓦机关造出来的到底是什么东西？既然有这种级别的武器，还有必要给战士们配发火铳让他们冒着雨一样密集的弩箭冲锋么？”尽管目睹过炽天使的威力，庞加莱还是被约尔曼冈德号的暴力震惊了。
“密涅瓦机关代表的不是现在，而是未来。他们制造的绝大多数东西都无法量产，我猜那列火车里也有某种不可量产的东西，所以圣座特意询问我们龙德施泰特带走的是哪几节车厢。”贝隆压低了声音，“待定的某几节车厢里有龙德施泰特或龙德施泰特背后的人想要的东西！”
“最新型的机动甲胄？”
“鬼知道，但那种东西如果流传出去，尤其是万一流进东方人的手里，我们俩都会上军事法庭，教皇也会被枢机会罢免，这个世界的格局都要重新改写！”贝隆的额头青筋暴跳。
“谁是这里能负责的人？我带来了圣座的命令！”他高举自己的军徽，放声大吼。
事发突然，十字禁卫军的绝大部分精锐都位于战场，教皇身边就只有史宾赛厅长和武装修士，于是贝隆和庞加莱被临时任命为追击龙德施泰特的特使。他们离开那间小祈祷堂的时候，得到的消息是异端审判局副局长李锡尼镇守马斯顿，他们和李锡尼见面后会将指挥权完全交给李锡尼。
猩红死神李锡尼，炽天使团前任副团长，异端审判局现任副局长，教皇国的年轻军人中唯有他可以和龙德施泰特相提并论，他的甲胄也位于马斯顿，从某种意义上来说，方圆几十里范围内，李锡尼是唯一一个能够单独抗衡龙德施泰特的人。
但现在李锡尼是否还或者都不能确定，看月台上的情形，负责马斯顿的异端审判局执行官组被约尔曼冈德号血洗了。
“贝隆骑士，此地目前由我负责。”一名浑身湿透的执行官来到贝隆面前。
“李锡尼呢？”贝隆开门见山。
“副局长亲自迎击约尔曼冈德号，但对方猜到他会在这里，所以把列车拆解成了两截，其中一节动力车厢拖挂大部分车厢强行通过马斯顿站，副局长登上了那列火车，被带离了马斯顿，返回的话需要不少时间。而另一节车厢在之前的岔道上换线，进入了城内的铛铛车运行轨道，大约十五分钟前，它脱轨撞进了伯塞公学的教堂。”
“伯塞公学的情况如何？”
执行官指向那片地势略高的、完全黑暗的地方：“就是那片一点看不到光的地方，列车脱轨后撞毁了蒸汽站和电线，所以那里完全断电了。”
贝隆抽出单筒望远镜快速地查看了一眼，借着别的街区的灯光，隐约可见黑色的身影围绕着那个区域架起了远程来复枪。尽管在约尔曼冈德号列车下遭遇了重创，但异端审判局的效率并未打折扣，在贝隆和庞加莱抵达之前的这段时间里他们并非什么都没做，清理现场救治伤员的同时他们已经包围了伯塞公学。
“试着冲进去过么？”贝隆问。
“没有，里面有龙德施泰特。”执行官简略地说。
意思很明显，以马斯顿城里现有的力量，仍旧无法与炽天使级的甲胄骑士抗衡，何况那个人还是炽天使中的“王座”。
“城市构造图查过了么？那座教堂里有没有逃脱的路线？尤其是地下通道。”
“没有，”庞加莱代替执行官回答了，“伯塞公学的整体建筑大概有200年的历史，200年里它都没有怎么翻修过。它建造在一整块山岩上根本不可能开凿地道，而且背靠着山崖，强行突破的话也没有几条路。从军事上说，那是个绝地。”
“龙德施泰特绝不可能盲目地前往伯塞公学，如果他会做出这种没目的的事，那他也不是炽天骑士团的团长了。”贝隆皱眉。
“唯一的解释是他要在那里和什么人碰面，为此他必须去伯塞公学。”庞加莱说。
“见面之后呢？他还是得离开那个地方，我无法相信炽天骑士团的团长会做出这样不理智的判断，虽然年龄不大，可他曾是毁灭锡兰的人。他从小接受最严密的军事教育，应该是绝对冷静的战争机器。”
“问题是他并不是真的机器，他是个人，机器出了故障只是停摆而已……但人是会发疯的！”庞加莱冷冷地说，“也许他根本没有想要活着从那地方离开。”
“教堂里的情况现在如何？”贝隆转向那名执行官。
“因为是宵禁时期，那所教堂被划为避难所，整个学院的学生、老师和部分学生家长都在那座教堂里。”
“龙德施泰特这是要劫持人质？”贝隆皱眉，“不……这不可能！他自己就是阶级最高的军人，他很清楚军队的行为方式，必要的情况下我们不会优先确保人质的安全，我们又不是骑警。”
“此外，教堂里可能混进去了一队陌生人，这里是刚刚得到的消息，”执行官把一叠资料递到贝隆手中，“今天下午，从外地来的一位女侯爵和她的随从们进入了马斯顿，他们使用的证件是教皇厅签发的。宵禁后有骑警看见那些人进入伯塞公学的教堂。女侯爵的名字是璎珞·EL，但似乎没有人听说过这位高阶贵族。”
贝隆愣了一下，迅速地翻阅起那叠资料，女爵和她的随从们进入马斯顿的时候，市政厅按照惯例做了询问，并把证件拍照。贝隆详细地对比那些照片，最后神色凝重。
“更糟糕，是真证件。作为情报官，伪造证件是我的必修课，但我从这些证件上看不出一丝造假的痕迹。但作为情报官，我也很清楚所有大贵族的谱系，我可以基本确定不存在璎珞·EL女侯爵这个人。”贝隆低声说，“也就是说，一个虚构出来的女侯爵和她的随从们拿着教皇厅颁发的真证件进入了那间教堂……他们就是龙德施泰特要见的人！”
“你是说这群人可能是教皇厅的人？”
“不，我的意思是这些人手眼通天。真不想卷入这件事，但似乎没办法了……”
“我们很想知道那列火车里有多少具甲胄，这决定了他们的战斗力。”执行官说。
“估计还有二十具骑士之棺留在列车里，”贝隆说，“但不用担心，那些都是炽天使级的甲胄，一般人是穿不上去的。如果他们觉得自己有了二十具机动甲胄就能组织一个骑士团，那么他们大概想错了，我们唯一要忌惮的只有龙德施泰特……因为他自己就是一个骑士团，他也确实顶得上二十名甲胄骑士。”
“炽天骑士团的后备队从前线抵达这里还得半个小时，等他们到位之后我们发动进攻。”庞加莱看了一眼表，“你准备自己穿着甲胄上么？应该还有备用的甲胄。”
“不穿甲胄的话，我实在没有面对那个男人的勇气。”贝隆说，“微笑的庞加莱也会加入这次行动吧？”
“会的，我大概有五年没穿甲胄了，希望不会太过生疏成为你们的累赘。”说到这里庞加莱顿了顿，看了贝隆一眼。
贝隆会意地命令那名执行官退开。
“圣座的命令是要龙德施泰特死？如果我们生