Queen and Her Duke

The ball has a strange metallic luster under the sun, the ocean part is light blue, and the land part looks like the luster of the metal itself.

This is by no means something that can appear in the cognition of civilization in the Middle Ages.

The only explanation is related to Gunnevere.

Wen Lin's hand was clenched suddenly, Visia felt a little pain.

She turned her head and followed Wen Lin's focused gaze to look at the ball on the table, feeling a little puzzled.

It wasn't until Vicia pulled Wen Lin's hand that she came back to her senses.

"That may be something left by my mother," Wen Lin said with some difficulty, and at the same time took Vicia's hand and rubbed it gently.

Until then, the old man who had been silent all this time turned around.

The eagle-like sharp light burst out from the muddy old eyes, and after seeing Wen Lin's face clearly, it softened instantly.

Father Carson picked up the ball on the table and walked over, and handed the ball to Wen Lin.

The moment the ball fell into Wen Lin's hands, it emitted a burst of dazzling blue light, and then floated in Wen Lin's palm, projecting images of galaxies.

Priest Carson's eyes immediately filled with tears, rolling down his old face full of dimples, he looked at Wen Lin's unstoppable murmur,

"God is fair after all, Your Excellency Lu Mi, I have waited for it,"

Weisia concealed the surprise in her heart, and kept sticking tightly to Wen Lin's side.

Father Carson was the only old man who was left behind to serve Archbishop Guolumi. Because he didn't want to join forces with Durham and his party, he was arranged to be stationed in the most chaotic and dilapidated monastery in the entire royal city.

Before coming, Vicia had already inquired about the situation in Fontins Abbey, but even knowing that Father Carson had no malicious intentions, Vicia could not help becoming vigilant.

Levitating out of thin air, and the strange light and shadow lingering around the ball, once again witnessed the miracle with my own eyes.

"Father Carson, is this ball left by Mrs. Guinevere?"

Wen Lin's expression was unexpectedly calm. She patted the back of Vicia's hand reassuringly, and looked at Father Carson again.

This action undoubtedly reminded Father Carson that Vicia could be trusted.

Xiaoqiu had already verified Wen Lin's identity, and Father Carson paused for a while, then turned around as if relieved from a heavy burden,

"This is a key left to her daughter by Mrs. Gunnevale, a key that opens the door to the future,"

"future?"

Wen Lin thought of the little poem behind the oil painting, which indicated that Gunnevere came from an unknown planet beyond eleven galaxy dimensions.

The existence of Guinevere can prove from the side that in the future cosmic technology, the energy that travels through time and space is real.

So this means that he has the opportunity to return to Huaguo in 21c?

Wen Lin held her breath and stretched out her hand to hold the small ball suspended in the air. The image of the galaxy suddenly disappeared with her movement and returned to its normal appearance.

"The future," Vicia repeated silently, a gloomy glimmer quickly flashed across her eyes.

Silently clasping Wen Lin's fingers, Visia frowned, unable to explain clearly, panic quickly filled her heart.

Could it be that the Garden of Eden mentioned by Wen Lin is the future?Now that she had the chance to go back, would she still be willing to stay in Golan?

Quietly observing Wen Lin's expression, her well-defined face was dyed golden in the sun, her eyelashes drooping slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

With a palpitation in her heart, Visia maintained her composure and asked, "What's the way to use it?"

"No one knows, except Mrs. Guinevere and her daughter, no one can use this holy ball,"

Wen Lin looked at it for a long time, put the ball away, looked at Father Carson seriously and said,

"You have been waiting for me? Is it because of my mother's entrustment?"

With a loving look in his eyes, Father Carson slowly shook his head, "I'm just a waiter next to Archbishop Lumi, I've only seen your mother two or three times, this ball was given to me by Archbishop Lumi, and asked me Wangcheng is waiting for you, "

Just like this dilapidated monastery, Father Carson's body is full of vicissitudes of time.

After handing the ball to Wen Lin, he seemed to be getting older at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This made Wen Lin even more confused. Wasn't it an accident that she came to this world?

"Do you know the whereabouts of Bishop Lumi?"

"He's gone to your mother, he could be anywhere on Europa,"

Speaking of this, Father Carson seemed to sigh with emotion, and did not continue talking.

As if she was in a thick fog and couldn't find a real answer, Wen Lin asked persistently,

"Then can you tell me the story between my mother and Archbishop Lumi?"

Lucches said that only Archbishop Lumi knew the truth back then, and Father Carson's remarks also involved Archbishop Lumi.

All the clues showed that Archbishop Lumi had a very close relationship with Guninevere.

The old priest Carson's eyes flashed, and he moved his old body back to the table, "Come and sit down,"

Wen Lin caught a glimpse of the books on the table, with words she didn't recognize on them, but Wen Lin had the impression that she had seen such words on Vicia's bookshelf.

After watching quietly for a while, Vicia said softly, "It's in Percy, and Father Carson is translating the medical classics brought in by Percy."

Carson glanced at Vicia unexpectedly, and then explained,

"This is a classic book that Archbishop Lumi brought back from abroad. He was once a noble person in St. Margaret's Cathedral. He has shown a theological talent that ordinary people cannot match since he was a child. At the same time, he is a true savior,"

"He healed disease, gave food, bestowed blessings, and he had the most pious

faithful believers,

"After every mass, I sincerely listened to the prayers of the believers, repented, and tried my best to help all the needy people,"

"But, after meeting your mother, everything changed,"

A crescent-shaped shadow fell under Wen Lin's eyelids, she listened quietly, her eyelashes trembling from time to time.

According to Father Carson's memories, Archbishop Lumi met Guinevere during a prayer ceremony, and he couldn't help falling in love with her during the follow-up process of treating patients together.

But the most devout believers in the church cannot be contaminated with any filth, and Archbishop Lumi resolutely cut off his own sex.device.

However, the pain did not stop the vision from spreading. As the anxiety and uneasiness became more and more obvious, Lu Mi had to admit that he had a desire, that he fell in love with Gunnevel, and that he violated the church's commandments.

The pure Holy Son was no longer innocent, he simply locked himself in the penance room, trying to let the secrets in his heart rot in the dark corner.

He concealed it from everyone, and watched with his own eyes that Guinevere and Haradell got acquainted, watched them get married and have children, until the Holy Court was in turmoil and the Sutherland family was destroyed.

In the end, Archbishop Lumi rebelled against the Holy See in order to save Guinevere, who was denounced as a heretic and a witch.

Carson recalled the last words left by Archbishop Lumi, "Carson, I will never stop looking for her and her daughter until I die,"

"But, my mother is dead, where can Archbishop Lumi go to find her?"

Wen Lin's voice was very soft, fainting a little bit of imperceptible sadness.

Hearing this, Carson also smiled sadly, "Yes, but Archbishop Lumi has always insisted that Mrs. Gunnevale is not dead, and he will not believe that Mrs. Gunnevale is dead,"

Wen Lin couldn't tell what was in her heart. Before leaving, she kindly asked if Carson should be transferred to another monastery.

Not surprisingly, Carson rejected him.

"I have been here for more than [-] years, let my soul go to see God here, but if you want to help me, please find a way to settle the homeless in this jurisdiction, I can no longer shelter How long have they been, winter has come, and soon a large number of people will freeze to death in winter nights,"

Wen Lin could see the kindness in the eyes of the old priest. She nodded and agreed.

Although it was a bit tricky, Wen Lin would not refuse the old priest even if it was simply to repay the old priest for keeping the ball.

After sending people to the door, Carson looked at the backs of the group of people going away, and the already hunched back became even more bent.

On the way back, miraculously, I didn't meet any homeless people.

Before Wen Lin walked out, she deliberately stopped and looked at it for a while.

On the way back, the two sat in a carriage. As soon as they walked out of the narrow and dark alley, they saw Namaner waiting beside the carriage.

He took out the prepared alcohol and wiped the whole group from beginning to end.

The carriage was heading towards the royal court, and Wen Lin remained silent on the way back, and she didn't seem to have any intention of explaining when she got in the carriage.

Tapping lightly on her knees with her fingertips, Visia suddenly pressed Wen Lin onto the car, her sharp eyes revealed an irresistible toughness.

Wen Lin was sorting out the information she got today, when an unsuspecting impact hit her, followed by a soft touch on her lips.

Both hands clasped Wen Lin's shoulders tightly, preventing her from moving.

The kiss on the lips was carefully restrained, like a hazy mist, light and gentle, swirling on Wen Lin's lips.

The restrained nibbling caused bursts of itchy numbness.

At the moment Wen Lin was in a daze, Weisia tentatively inserted her lips and tongue.

Sensing Wen Lin's intention to resist, Visia bit hard on the tip of Wen Lin's tongue, and then drove straight in, grabbing her breath, tightly entangled with her tenderness, repeatedly tossing and grinding , revealing a taste of rudeness and arrogance.

The end of her eyes was uncontrollably flooded with water, and Wen Lin let out a muffled snort.

It wasn't until both of them were out of breath that Visia released him.

But she didn't get up, her upper body was still tightly pressed against Wen Lin.

Because of the small space, Wen Lin had to lift her body up, making Wen Lin look like she was pandering to Visia.

Torn.The ravaged lips were a little swollen, and the crystal clear water from just now remained. Visia's eyes were dark, and her fingertips rested on the corner of Wen Lin's lips. Her hoarse voice was full of temptation,

"Your Excellency Wen Lin, stay, stay in Golan, stay by my side,"

The ups and downs of her chest gradually became gentler. Wen Lin opened her lips slightly and looked at Visia, but she didn't utter a word for a long time.

And Weisia seemed extremely patient, flicking Wen Lin's long hair hanging on one side with her white and slender hands, and looked at her silently.

Her cheeks were burning hot, Wen Lin blinked her eyes, and compromised helplessly,

"Your Majesty Vicia, I can't go anywhere with just one ball,"

The author has something to say: Thank you for the cutest, softest and softest gay friend Yimeng, she is a big baby, every time I am not in a good mood, she will supervise me and comfort me to persevere! mua sip her~

Share me and her funny codeword daily routine with me in the past few days

Me: How many words are there in Mengmeng?

In a dream: 2100

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Me: Gently, I will never hurt you hahahaha (lsp laughs here)

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