Chapter 44 Cheka
"What? Townley is coming to attack me tomorrow night?"

Madeleine nearly dropped the wooden bowl in her hands.

He found a flat place to put down the wooden bowl, took three quick steps forward, and asked in a low voice, "Where did you get this news?"

The middle-aged farmer looked around with a sly look in his eyes, and then whispered, "My wife told me that her cousin's neighbor is the cousin of Tang Li's lover.

"Tang Li told that prostitute himself, he said to Madeleine, that bastard, I will kill him tomorrow night, how dare he come against me."

"Is it true?"

"It's absolutely true." A young man in shorts and shorts said anxiously, "Tang Li's thug is my aunt's patron. Last night, he told her to stay away.

When my aunt came to my house for dinner this morning, she told me and asked our family to hide in advance.

Madeleine looked at Frick who was hiding behind everyone, while Frick was wiping the sweat from his forehead and almost burying his head in his chest.

What's the point of blaming Frick? It's already happened. Should I go to Townley and tell him it was all a misunderstanding?
Madeleine fell silent, and sat down on the rock without saying a word.

The light of the morning was somewhat white, giving Madeleine's sitting figure a white edge.

Sitting there, he was like a marble sculpture, motionless.

"Boss, please say something."

"Yeah, what should we do?"

The seven or eight people surrounding Madeleine are basically his small circle, and they rise and fall together with Madeleine.

"Let me ask you." Madeleine raised her head and looked at the middle-aged farmer, "Do you mean that Townley has already arrived outside the monastery?"

“It depends. He might be outside during the day and go back at night. Unless he wants to stay the night out… you know,” the middle-aged farmer said with a wink.

"Damn it, I don't want to mess with him, but he wants to mess with me." After a few seconds of silence, Madeleine's expression gradually became ferocious. "He is going to attack me tomorrow, right? Okay, let's take action tonight and capture him first."

"How to catch him?" The young man in short coat immediately became alert and looked at Madeleine with sharp eyes.

"Let's go to his tent and catch him first. He won't make his move until tomorrow night, so he won't be prepared today."

"And suppose he's not here?"

"Then let's go to the gate of the monastery to block him and inform His Holiness the Pope. As long as he can't escape, with Saint Jeanne's fighting power, once those armed peasants gather together, it will be too late."

Everyone present fell silent, except for the young man in short coat who remained energetic: "As expected of Boss Madeleine, you easily thought of something that we couldn't think of."

"Wait a minute." A mature middle-aged man stopped him, "If we start, we probably need to mobilize the public farmers and refugees. At most, we can gather 20 to 30 people. Is that enough?"

"Don't be afraid. I have a secret decree from the Pope, ordering me to get rid of the powerful minister Tang Li and rescue His Holiness. Isn't there a guard affiliated with the Apostolic Guard? With this secret order, they will definitely be willing to listen to me."

Madeline rubbed his chin and said, “Go and spread rumors first, saying that Tang Li is not going to release grain.

Then at night, we didn't say we were going to arrest Tang Li, but said we were going to discuss the release of grain and to protest.

Once we catch Tang Li, they will have no choice but to stand on our side, understand?"

"understood."

"Also, no matter who it is, even if your own mother asks, or even if it's an angel from heaven, you are not allowed to tell anyone. Do you understand?" Madeleine cast a vicious look at the sneering Frick.

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"Ah!"

Horn suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose. His illness had almost recovered, so why did he start sneezing again?

"Isn't it just a sneeze? Why are you looking at me? Keep reciting."

"Three forty-two, four forty-six..." The child soldiers crowded in front of the copying table continued to recite aloud with bitter faces.

Picking up a handkerchief, Horn wiped his nose and looked up at the sky.

The sky was as clear as the surface of water, high and deep, without a ripple. In the frame formed by the monastery walls on all sides, it looked like a dynamic oil painting.

The wind in early autumn is neither cold nor hot, but rather filled with a cool feeling. The flower beds in the courtyard are spread with flowers of various colors, like a box full of jewels.

How pleasant it would be to go out for an outing on a day like this, but unfortunately, Horn does not have the power to do so at the moment.

"Go on." After enjoying the coolness of autumn for a while, Horn turned his attention back to reality. In front of him was the child soldier René who had taken the first blood that year. He was an extremely smart child.

Although isolated in the monastery, Horn still wanted to know the information outside the monastery, and the child soldiers were all children, so it would not be easy to be discovered when they came in and out and communicated.

So, Horn simply found a group of smart children and formed a secret little intelligence organization called "Cheka".

The first group of Cheka spies consisted of five people, who were directly responsible to Horn.

Horn originally wanted to appoint René as the leader of the Cheka organization, as this boy was not only a member of the first class of the Boys' Army, but also had military merits.

At such a young age, he has a calm and composed personality and a quick mind, making him the perfect candidate to be the intelligence chief.

Unfortunately, when Horne talked to Renée, Carrie was there.

When Horn said that the Cheka were the smartest kids in the Boy Army, Carrie immediately refused to accept it and threw a tantrum, insisting on becoming the head of the Cheka.

As for René, he showed his calm and smart character and generously gave up the key position of Cheka chief to 25-year-old Sister Carrie.

Horn gave the position of head of Cheka intelligence to René.

As per custom, René summarized the intelligence every three days and reported to Horn.

"...Two days ago, Rector went to his sister's residence again to..."

"…Doyle from the Ruilan family stole his father's hidden private money…"

"...Tang Li was out late last night, but he didn't go looking for a skilled woman..."

Horn was even a little caught off guard as René talked about his scattered gains.

He never expected that in just three days, René actually got some information. Whether it was important or not, or how much it was, was unclear, but it was indeed very explosive.

“These pieces of news have been basically confirmed. There are also some unconfirmed ones, such as Madeleine wanting to launch a surprise attack on Tangli and Tangli wanting to attack Madeleine. These are just rumors, so I won’t talk about them.

Armand the Lector is sorting out these messages. If you want to read them, they are expected to be delivered this afternoon."

"Where did you get this information?" Horn rubbed Rene's little head, and he really couldn't imagine how these things were found out.

René shook his head: "When I was a refugee with my mother, I had to go around looking for information and find soup kitchens...

Those adults don’t care about children at all. When we are playing, they act as if they don’t see us and say a lot of things that shouldn’t be said.

Previously, the Apostolic Guard had also collected a lot of intelligence, and Captain Jeshka has summarized it all here."

So that's what it is. Horn suddenly realized.

Although René was a child soldier, in fact, the entire Gulag Papal State, whether it was Townley, Madeleine or the monks, they all thought that these child soldiers were nothing but a joke.

The Kids’ Army, the Kids’ Army, after all, are just kids.

In the eyes of most people, this was just the Pope being angry with Townley who had him under house arrest.

"Not bad." Horn felt all over his body, finally took out an exquisite dagger and gave it to René. "Keep up the good work."

Reading these explosive news, Horn really couldn't help but sigh, with only a few thousand people, the water is still quite deep.

"Ding——" a melodious bell sounded.

After rolling up the information, Horn immediately stood up and walked in front of the group of shivering child soldiers.

"A small test, one hourglass (half an hour), after the test go and run in circles with a stick, after you finish running, don't rush to leave, only those who I don't call are allowed to leave."

The monks who had copied the test papers distributed more than 40 copies to the orphans, and each of them was given a charcoal pencil.

"I'll say it again. I don't care whether you can write numbers before. When you come to me, you must use Arabic... Galatian numerals. If you use anything else, you will get zero points."

Amid the wailing, Horn turned the hourglass over and placed it on the table. The wailing instantly turned into the rustling sound of writing.

"Your Majesty." The monk at the side showed pity, "These children get up at the crowing of the cock in the morning and train until the moon is at its highest point before going to bed. Isn't this too..."

"What's the big deal? I didn't ask them to get up at 5:30 to do morning exercises. Back then... I mean, when I was in heaven, I was much more tired than them."

　p.s. there will be another chapter later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)