The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

"Get out!" Mickiewicz shouted to Cheerchen. Because the old Pogrechet's prophecy fell into a low mood and fell into despair, he no longer cared about the courtesy of the nobility.

Cheerchen was taken aback, he hurriedly closed the door back.

"Who is this?" Old Pogrecher asked.

"A mercenary met on the road. The weapon he was carrying had the emblem of the Laziviu family." Natalie said.

"That traitor!" Old Pogrecher suddenly stood up. He didn't understand how Natalie was with Yanush's people. In the heart of the old man, Yanus was more abominable than the Swedes.

"No, according to him, he is going to go to Czestochowa on the pilgrimage after ending his employment contract with Janusz. There is also a real priest with him." Natalie explained.

When Natalie said this, the old man felt relieved.

"Then, Sir Sir. Do you think His Majesty the King will be our savior?" Natalie put the matter of Cheer Chen aside, and then asked her most concerned question. She still hopes to have a good way to save the motherland, which is why she went to Czestochowa.

"Our king?" Old Pogrecher shook his head.

"If His Majesty’s brother Władysław IV is still on the throne, then I think there will be hope for our republic, because the Cossacks of Zaporozhye regard him as their protector and benefactor. Khmelnytsky would surely catch a piece of his paper, and the Swedes and Russians were also afraid of him. But King Jan Kazimierz, he was too kind to his enemies and too harsh to his own people. I'm not saying good things for Yanush, a traitor, but if our King was able to give him a seat in the Senate, he would be grateful and would not betray when the Republic is in crisis."

"A wolf is a wolf, even if you give it more meat, it won't be grateful." Natalie disagreed with the old city official's opinion, and Mickiewicz on the side also agreed.

"So, Natalie. Where are you going?" Pogrecher didn't want to argue with Natalie over this question. He changed the subject accordingly and asked Natalie a question.

The old city official didn't think Natalie came to save herself.

Natalie knew that although the old Poglechet was pessimistic about the situation, he was not the kind of person who would betray his country and surrender to the enemy. But even so, Natalie took a look at Mickiewicz, and after obtaining Mickiewicz’s consent, she said, “It’s true that we are going to Czesto on the order of His Majesty the King. Howard's."

Your Majesty! Natalie's words were injected into the heart of the old city official like a shot of inotropic, and Pogrecher's face blushed, and his turbid eyes seemed to regain their former look.

Although Pogrechet was dissatisfied with Kazimierz's actions and governance in one way or another just now, after all, this is the king of the Republic whom the old man swore allegiance to. When Kazimierz had been missing for so long and his subjects were desperate, the old man couldn't help but get excited when he heard the news of the king.

"Where is Your Majesty the King?" the old city official asked in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty is in Silesia," Mickiewicz said.

The ruddy on Pogrechet's face receded. The king of the Republic fled to the foreign country, he gave up his subjects.

Seeing the old man’s dissatisfaction with King Kazimierz’s presence abroad, Natalie quickly explained: “Your Majesty is also compelled. Now the Republic is full of enemies. Although your Majesty has to return home several times, Master Potocki was worried about his majesty's safety, and together with the queen, persuaded him."

Natalie did not tell Bogorekie that her father, Janusz Kishka, was also one of the discouragers.

"Then what do you do when you go to Czestochowa under His Majesty's order?" Old Pogreshea recognized Natalie's statement. He stopped struggling with this question, but continued to ask.

"His Majesty the King wants us to retrieve the royal crown kept in the monastery. His Majesty is worried that Karl X is preparing to crown himself in Krakow." Natalie said.

That's it, Pogrecher understood.

Succession to the throne of Polish kings in all dynasties was in Krakow, and wearing the royal crown placed in the Great Bright Mountain Monastery was a necessary procedure for succession. Without the crown, then Karl X’s succession would be unjustified.

"I have some friendship with the vice-president of the monastery. Let me write a letter for you, hoping to be of some help to you," Pogrechet said.

Although the old man is pessimistic about the situation and indulges in mysticism, he is still willing to help these young people with a bright future.

Natalie and Mickiewicz are of course grateful for the help of the old city official.

"Hey! Alvar, where's our wine? Why didn't you move in?"

In the open space outside the manor, when Cheer Chen came out empty-handed, several mercenaries couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Your employer drove me out. If you want to drink, go and ask for it yourself." Cheerchen said grimly.

This remark caused the mercenaries to laugh. They teased that Cheerchen couldn't even deal with a woman. (Although they themselves are terribly afraid of Natalie, this does not prevent the mercenaries from making fun of other people)

"It's not Natalie, but Mickiewicz drove me out." Cheerchen defended.

After finishing talking, Cheerchen ignored these mercenaries, and walked back to Father Spasokukotsky and sat down. Father Spasokukotsky was sitting next to Oksana's open wagon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A few breads and a small saucer of salt were placed in front of him.

Cheerchen picked up a piece of bread and took a bite.

"Where is Oksana?" Cheerchen asked the priest without seeing Oksana after looking around.

"Oksana went to cheat money, and I saw her holding a maid's hand into the wood shed, saying that she was going to tell her a fortune." Father Spasokukotsky said.

"Head, why did you come out empty-handed?" Father Spaso Kukotsky watched Cheerchen enter the room, but came out empty-handed, which was a bit strange.

"Don't mention it," Cheerchen complained: "I stopped at the door when they said'savior', and I didn't care. But as soon as I entered the door, I saw the three people inside were as black as carbon. Especially that Mickiewicz. Then as soon as I mentioned that I was here to get the wine, that Mickiewicz scolded me. I have never seen such a fierce servant." Chechen complained. .

"The savior?" Father Spasokukotsky repeated. Although he didn't know the cause and effect of the matter, the priest could guess that what they were talking about must be related to the fate of the Republic, and the result of the discussion must not be very optimistic, and Cheechen was hit by the mold.

"Yes, it's the savior. So are they. They don't save themselves, but they have to rely on others to save them!" Chechen said with anger.

These words made the priest laugh. Father Spasokukotsky said to Chechen: "Head of the team, you have always hoped to rely on Prince Yanush."

Cheerchen scratched his head and scratched his cheeks when he was robbed by the priest. He wanted to argue, but found out that he did the same. Cheerchen was silent.

"So head, remember what you said: everyone is their own savior." Father Spasokukotsky said.