Chapter 89 Demon Man?

"How's the Wanpiao?"

"It is said that he just woke up for a while, ate some millet rice and fell asleep again."

"Why don't you stop the votes?"

"What can I do? Do you think it's fun to keep pestering me like this?"

Unlike the past, even though the Senate had entered the resting place of Enderberg, it was still gloomy.

The "ten thousand votes" they mentioned was the third-person nickname given to Horn by the elders. After all, His Majesty was speaking face to face, and addressing him as the Holy Grandson or the Pope seemed too formal.

After they discussed it, they gave Horn the nickname of "10,000 votes".

After all, the charter stipulates that all elders are equal and have one vote each, but Horn, as the grandson of the saint, is obviously more equal, so his one vote is worth ten thousand votes.

Their trouble today is that Master Wan Piao insisted on testing the mountain bronze bow named "Ferdinand".

Everyone has witnessed the power of Ferdinand's longbow. That arrow can shoot a small hole in the stone wall of the mountain. Its power can be imagined.

But Wan Piao was too excited and wanted to shoot the fourth arrow. It would have been fine if he hadn't shot it, but as soon as he shot it, he fell straight down, which scared everyone.

You know, Horn is the absolute center of the entire Papal States. Once he falls, almost no one has the prestige to suppress the fierce elders and unruly soldiers of the Papal States.

Fortunately, Horn just fainted and was not seriously injured.

After the daily mutual attacks, the formal meeting began, and Chilvis slapped the table.

"Ten thousand votes to summon us to discuss matters independently and show him the final result. After all, we have to go out tomorrow and can't delay."

The Senate meeting was held as usual in the dusty castle hall, chaired by the cardinals.

Looking out from the hall, the huge mountain seemed to be collapsing.

In front of the towering mountains, within a radius of dozens of miles, there is only this lonely abandoned white castle, just like a small white flower on the hillside.

When the valley breeze blows, it seems to be swaying.

In the red glow of the setting sun, the stone walls were covered with spreading moss, and the entrance to the dilapidated castle was overgrown with weeds and messy bushes. It was unknown how many years no one had been here.

The refugees pushed carts, drove livestock and horse-drawn carriages, and walked across the square paved floors that were hundreds of years old.

Blackhats gathered firewood and cut down trees around Underbourne, a bonfire was lit not far away, and children played among the ruins.

This is one of the few moments of rest during the day.

A hundred years ago, this castle was a bridgehead for defending against beastman bandits. At that time, the high mountains were full of beastman tribes and bandits.

After the Hundred Years' War, a large number of knights and armed men were unemployed, so the Empire simply sent them out to suppress bandits and serve as pioneering knights.

As a result, the beastmen were driven little by little into the swamps and forests of the Thousand River Valley and Black Snake Bay.

Naturally, the castle no longer had any need to exist and gradually became deserted over time.

Later, if the An Party discovered this place, they set it up as a secret base and a supply point for the "Long Road of Blood and Sweat".

The White Mountain Hermitage, where Sissi belongs, is a sister secret party to the John Party and they have a good relationship, so some facilities and strongholds are shared.

This is also why Sissi knew there was a warehouse here.

But when he searched according to his impression, he found a big problem.

In this small room, Sissi, with spider webs all over her head, was crawling on the ground and groping the floor.

He felt around and knocked there, but couldn't find the entrance to the underground warehouse.

Standing up, Xixi looked around. The underground warehouse should indeed be here. Why couldn't she find it?
He frowned and thought carefully. It should be correct. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?

Or did the An Party make a mistake or give false information?

Just as he was hesitating, a slight clicking sound rang by his ear.

Sissi turned her head immediately and saw that on the other side of the room, Carrie pushed open the rotten bookcase and lifted the carpet, revealing the iron gate under the carpet.

Xixi's eyes widened: "How do you know the warehouse is here?"

Carrie turned her head, her eyes revealing a clear and foolish look of course: "I just know it."

She muttered softly: "I always feel like I've been to this place before."

"You are a member of John's party, so it's normal that you have been here before." Regardless of Carrie's grumbling, Sissi immediately came around, opened the iron gate and jumped in. After a while, he came up again and said, "Come here, some people, come and move the supplies." At Sissi's shouting, everyone began to move the supplies from the cellar.

The underground warehouse was dark and damp, filled with a stale, musty smell, and the iron gate made a creaking sound.

Standing at the door of the warehouse, Sissi carefully checked and registered each item of supplies, sorted them out, and prepared to load them onto the carriage.

Everyone took out various boxes, barrels, bags, etc. one by one, opened them and checked the supplies inside.

They are divided into two categories: edible and daily use. Edible items include various medicines, dried chili peppers, strong rice wine and rice cakes, while daily use items are mainly iron basins, needles and thread, and canvas.

In addition, there are several large sheepskin rafts and small objects such as strange glass fragments.

Carrie stood aside with a frown on her face. She was always naughty, but she didn't play any pranks.

She seemed to be recalling something. After standing there for a long time, Carrie swung her arms in a disgraceful manner, humming the song "Orphan Blue" and went to provoke Jeanne.

Under Sissi's command, the supplies were moved onto the carriage. He only breathed a sigh of relief when the last sheepskin raft was loaded onto the carriage and counted.

Compared to Madeleine, the hands-off political official, Sissi, as the secretary of the Minister of Logistics, did almost all the work.

As for Madeleine himself, the real person in charge of the logistics department, when Sissi saw him again, he had just returned from the literacy class.

"Mr. Sissi, I've left some food for you, come and eat."

Sitting in front of the campfire, Madeleine handed Sissi a piece of wheat bread and a bowl of wild vegetable rice porridge.

Don't underestimate this bowl of wild vegetable rice porridge. If you underestimate it, then it will really be underestimated.

This wild vegetable rice porridge is a semi-dry and semi-soft porridge made by cooking rice crackers, potato roots, radishes, cabbage, raw vinegar and stinky cheese.

Rice crackers and potato roots provide carbohydrates, vegetables provide vitamins, vinegar is used for seasoning, and cheese provides protein. Soldiers in the army also have eggs and salted fish to eat every now and then.

This recipe was created by Horn himself.

Because of previous incidents, Horn was frightened by these green-skinned insects and always paid attention to every detail.

Even the menu for this dinner is made by myself, and it changes every three days.

The taste can't be said to be refreshing, but at least it can be said to be like a fishbone stuck in the throat.

But leaving aside the taste, the nutrition is definitely balanced and rich.

"Madeleine." Sissi looked at Madeleine, who was learning to write simplified French characters on the sand table with a branch, and suddenly said, "I've been thinking about your Majesty lately."

"Mr. Sissi." Madeleine put down the branch in her hand and said helplessly, "We are at a critical moment now. It is better not to say anything that is not conducive to unity."

"But the more I think about it lately, I feel like something is not right." Xixi touched her smooth chin.

"What's wrong?"

"Look, when we were in the magic rabbit forest, everyone was distracted by the bone flute. Only His Majesty Horn and Jeanna were not distracted, right?"

"correct."

"And then after they rescued Carrie, she was only close to Saint-Sun and Jeanne, right?"

"correct."

"Look again, Horn's magic power can pull a bow that even a witch can't pull, right?"

Grampven was silent.

"You see, His Majesty Horn is not affected by strange objects, can be recognized by witches of the same kind, and most importantly, he has powerful magic power that exceeds the level of witches.

You say, is there a possibility that Her Majesty Horn is actually a male witch or a demon man?"

"How can there be a male witch?"

"How dare you assume the witch's gender?"

"No, it's still impossible." Grampven said firmly, "When His Majesty Horn was infected with the witch disease, I saw it with my own eyes. It's impossible for a witch to be infected with the witch disease."

"That's what I can't understand. If he's not a witch, he has a lot of characteristics that only witches have. If he is a witch, how could he have a witch disease?"

Xixi grabbed her hair. These days, she just couldn't figure this out.

Perhaps we will have to wait until we get to Black Snake Bay and have a special wizard check it out before we can get the results.

(End of this chapter)