Queen and Her Duke

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"Mrs. Guinevere, perhaps also your mother,"

Wen Lin walked to the portrait without saying a word, stretched out her hand and traced the facial features of the person in the painting.

The person in the painting is very similar to herself, but more gentle and beautiful. She stands in front of the window, and the only light in the dark room shrouds her body.

Even through a painting, you can still feel the tenderness, determination and soothing power in her eyes.

Without any redundant background, the painter used all the beautiful strokes on her.

Wen Lin looked at the signature in the lower right corner, Lu Mi.

Restraining the inexplicable sense of sadness from the calm face, Wen Lin looked at the calm Lucchese, trying to find something on his face.

"Bishop Lucchese, I'm very sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about?"

Lucchese was wearing a black robe, standing upright, the cross hanging around his neck glowed faintly in the dim light.

He didn't look at Wen Lin, his eyes fell on the void, as if he wanted to see something stubbornly.

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, my mentor, Archbishop Lumi, was also Guninevere's mentor. The notes he left told me the truth back then,"

"The Truth About the Sutherlands,"

Lucchese spoke slowly in a very soft voice, as if he didn't care what Wen Lin said at all.

He knew that Wen Lin would definitely compromise for the truth back then, and after finding out the painting, he had the answer in his heart.

Her fingers trembled, and Wen Lin's voice was a bit cold, "Master Lucchese, all this is your one-sided opinion, I don't trust you,"

Lucchese has always appeared in the eyes of everyone with a selfless and selfless face, but his successive actions today are obviously plotting, and it is obvious that he has ulterior motives.

Is it for the church?

Not surprised by Wen Lin's reaction, Lucchese scanned the painting and slowly closed his eyes,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, only my mentor and I will tell you everything about that year, and my mentor has been missing for 20 years after Mrs. Gunnevere's death. You have no choice but me,"

Wen Lin frowned, slightly surprised by Lucchese's tough attitude.

While Wen Lin was silent, Lucchese made his own request, unexpectedly, without any intention of making things difficult.

Listening silently, a very subtle look suddenly appeared on Wen Lin's face.

Lu Qisi's request was too simple for Wen Lin, and he regularly saw the believers as a white-robed priest; regularly taught the church medical officers medical skills; regularly visited the villages belonging to the parish...

Even Wen Lin didn't need to attend any mass or prayer ceremony. Lucchese gave her the right to be a white-robed priest, as well as great freedom.

She couldn't understand what Lucchese was trying to do.

Until finally, Lucchese suddenly opened his eyes, he paused for a long time, trying to make his voice softer,

"Priest Wen Lin, the trial of the Holy See is coming soon. I hope that you will appear in a village that has been hit by the disease during that period of time, not in the royal city of Bruns."

This is a perfect reason to prevent Wen Lin from meeting the trial bishop.

Unaware of Lucchese's emotional fluctuations, Wen Lin asked indifferently, "As long as I don't get caught in the royal city?"

"Yes," Lucchese looked up at her with a blank expression.

After removing the oil painting on the wall, Wen Lin nodded and turned to leave, "I promise you,"

From the very beginning, Wen Lin's approach to Lucchese was to wait for an opportunity to find out the truth of the year. She had no reason to refuse such a cheap deal.

Lucchese, who was sitting quietly, turned her head to look at Wen Lin's leaving back. Her pace was very slow, and the sunlight shone on her through the armpit. The shadow behind her was stretched very long, and half of her silhouette was under the sunlight. Generally in the shadows.

Justice cannot restrain her, sin cannot defile her, she walks between light and darkness, like a god.

Clutching the linen tablecloth tightly in his hand, after Wen Lin left, Luccheston felt out of breath. He didn't dare to look up at the icon on the wall, with an expression of pain on his face, he murmured,

"Teacher, I did not choose the Holy See this time. Is this right or wrong?"

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When Eggers saw Wen Lin again, he felt that she suddenly became serious and depressed.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to follow her, but there was no emotion on that pretty face.

The hundred knights selected by Eggers were solemnly scattered, with strong and fast horses standing under them.

Wen Lin stood quietly in front of them for a while, then collected her emotions, got on her horse, and said loudly, "Follow me,"

Everyone saw Wen Lin's expression was calm and cold, and she followed Eggers and chased after her.

The knights were naturally unwilling to lag behind, and many of them had direct contact with the rumored royal guard Guan for the first time.

No one would be stupid enough to underestimate her because of her female status, after all, even General Eggers lost to him.

But the aggressiveness and fighting spirit engraved in the knight's blood will surge and boil because of a more powerful existence.

The horses galloped without stopping for a moment, but Wen Lin was always at the forefront of the team, and no one could catch up to her.

The frenzied wind poured into Eggers' mouth. He looked at Wen Lin, who was riding a horse, and increased the strength of his whip, but still couldn't keep up with Wen Lin.

He opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but his mouth was covered by the strong wind, and he could only make some broken whimpers.

After rushing out of the city gate, Wen Lin finally stopped at the foot of a cliff.

Accompanied by the neighing of fierce horses, the knights gradually caught up.

Come.

With no time for anyone to react, Wen Lin jumped into the rushing water.

The huge water flowing down from the cliff slapped the water surface heavily, and countless white froth gushed out. No one could clearly see the situation under the water surface.

But looking at the uneven and steep terrain around, it is not difficult to deduce that there are countless dangerous undercurrents surging under the water.

Eggers' hand, which was about to stop Wen Lin, paused in mid-air, and he rushed to the water's edge, trying to find Wen Lin's figure.

The knights looked at each other, confused, and followed closely to the edge of the water. The dangerous water situation made them stunned for a moment, with indescribable astonishment on their faces.

Your Excellency Wen Lin just jumped down?And so far there is no movement on the water.

Is she crazy?This question popped up unanimously in everyone's mind.

As time passed, there was no movement on the water, and doubts were gradually replaced by worries and restlessness.

With such dangerous water conditions, nothing unexpected will happen.

Not only the knights thought so, but Eggers also thought so. He couldn't wait any longer, so he took off his armor neatly and prepared to go into the water.

Unexpectedly, Wen Lin's voice suddenly and clearly came from the top of her head, "Knights, please take off your armor, put down your pistols, and prepare to jump like Your Excellency Eggers."

"See the sandbar in the distance? I command you to swim there,"

Wen Lin actually appeared on the cliff, her long hair and robe wet against her body, the strong wind blew up hazy mist, and the light blurred bright shadows behind her, showing an extremely assertive and confident look.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't see Wen Lin go ashore at all just now. Could it be that she climbed up the cliff from under the waterfall with bare hands?

I was so shocked by this most likely answer for a long time that I couldn't recover.

Eggers spoke first, "Your Excellency the Guard, forgive me, what on earth are you trying to do, are you going to let them die in such a dangerous current?"

The voice of exasperation reveals being played.The anger he got, but it was hard to hide the joy after knowing that Wen Lin was safe and sound.

Swimming is a course that a qualified knight must learn, but no one has ever been asked to jump into such a dangerous current. Isn't this looking for death?

Wen Lin smiled indifferently,

"Knights, the storm at sea is much more dangerous than here. Three days later, you will meet the enemy at sea. Are you so cowardly that you plan to never set foot on deck?"

"Can I do it, but you can't?"

All the complaints and incomprehensible emotions disappeared in Wen Lin's two sentences.

It's just swimming, a woman can do it, so many men can't do it?

Eggers looked at Wen Lin, spat hard, and cursed in a low voice, "Madman," but he moved the fastest, and with a plop, Eggers was no longer on the shore.

The knights followed closely behind.

Wen Lin observed their situation from the cliff.

The water under the cliff is dangerous, and the undercurrent is surging. Without special training in coping skills, it is difficult to avoid it.

The farther you swim, the wider the river bank will be, and the water flow will become more stable. The remaining distance from the sandbar is purely a test of their endurance.

Golan's navy is very weak. When Wen Lin was a pirate, she could often turn their entire fleet around with a single ship.

The most amazing thing is that they often fall into the sea during battle and are choked to death.

Good water skills are essential if you want to be comfortable at sea.

However, Wen Lin was still too optimistic. After a while, there was a distress call under the water, and Eggers was sending a knight with leg cramps back to the shore.

When Eggers looked up again, he watched Wen Lin jump off the cliff in horror.

"No," before the voice landed, Wen Lin had already fallen into the water.

Not long after, she dragged up another knight trapped in the undercurrent.

Eggers looked at her dully, wondering if what he saw was real?

Is Wen Lin a monster?She is obviously a woman, why is she so strong.

No matter in the battle, or in Yinhe Village, or at this time.

Eggers stared blankly at Wen Lin, who then explained to the knights dragged ashore how to deal with the undercurrent, and encouraged them to go into the water again after a good rest.

"You're a lunatic," Eggers suddenly cursed at Wen Lin.

Being called a lunatic by a lunatic, Wen Lin couldn't help smiling.

She turned her head, "Thank you, Mr. Eggers, for your compliment,"

Snorting angrily, Eggers went into the water and continued to observe the situation under the water in case of accidents.

He knew that Wen Lin wanted to train the knights' water skills, but the method was really rough.

Eggers seems to have forgotten that he forced the knights to fight him in the arena for half a year.

Wen Lin looked at the sandbar from a distance. Some people have already boarded the sandbar. If they are weak or not good at water, they will choose to rest on the shore for a while before moving on.

After repeated tossing and tossing several times, the group did not return to Wangcheng until late at night.

Eggers took them back to the royal court, while Wen Lin returned to the mansion.

Get off your horse and open the door, and walk into the front hall of the manor.

Weisia was waiting for him in the front hall. Wen Lin subconsciously turned to avoid him, but Weisia stopped him first, "Your Excellency Wen Lin,"

Visia looked at Wen Lin with a frown. Water droplets rolled down her face, winding down her slender neckline, leaving clear water marks.

Looking at Visia's hand, Wen Lin's heart tightened suddenly, and she took it back from the Holy See.

The coming portrait is placed aside, although it has been covered by the curtain.

Has Vicia opened it?

Had she guessed the identity of her treasonous offspring?

The author has something to say: Wen: When you are in a bad mood, you want to fight or do training hahahaha

I originally wanted to write more today, but when I woke up, I felt like I was frozen, and my head was dizzy. I tried to write the second update. It might be a little later. If you go to bed early, don’t wait.