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Text 88: All the people in the world return to the divine land (Part 1)

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    In the next few days, Feng Feiyang informed the popes and group leaders about the existence of vampires through Katniss, and gave them new powers so that they could sense the darkness around them when using their divine power.  biological existence.

    By looking through the memory of the vampire, Feng Feiyang learned that there were other vampires in Holy Hill City and the Papal State, so he asked priests, paladins, and wizards to form a team to search for them.  Of course, the effect of this will not be very good, but firstly, it can express his attitude, and secondly, it can be used for military training.

    ¡°Then Feng Feiyang had to move forward the original plan slightly.

    "Master, these are the things you want me to collect." The angel of death said, and handed a stack of parchment to Feng Feiyang.

    What is written there is information about several countries surrounding the Papal State. It includes approximate population, territorial area, number of knights and standing troops, as well as information about their royal members, including their relationships, ages, and royal succession.  There are detailed records of disagreements between those among them and those among them.

    Part of this information was collected by Katniss through the power of the church, but more of it was obtained by the Angel of Death secretly inquiring about it.  Every night, she would transform into a raven and fly to those countries, sneak into the houses of the people she wanted to spy on, use spells to make them fall asleep, and then open up their memories.

    Of course, there will be exceptions, such as a certain idiot who, after having an affair with a noble lady, will come to pray in front of the "sacred object" flying in the wind. He "devoutly" talks about his sins,  Ask God for forgiveness again.

    It¡¯s hard to say whether Feng Feiyang will forgive him, but the words he told were recorded by the raven with a smile.

    Feng Feiyang took the information and asked the angel of death before he opened it, "Which one do you think is better to start with?"

    "Daisy Principality." The angel of death answered without hesitation.

    Feng Feiyang obediently found the information about that country. While flipping through it, he asked again: "What's the reason?"

    "The old king of that country is seriously ill and about to die, and the succession to the throne is unclear - his three 'good sons' are all yearning for that position!"

    Feng Feiyang heard this strangely, "Under normal circumstances, wouldn't there be a crown prince?"

    The angel of death curled his lips, "Yes, there is, but the eldest son is the son of the king's previous wife. He is not happy with the current queen, and he has little influence in the country."

    Based on the plots of the novels he had read in his hometown, Feng Feiyang guessed casually: "So, does the queen want her son to be the king?" But he was a little confused, "Are these two, and what about the last one?"  Said?"

    The angel of death covered his mouth and smiled again: "The second prince returned victoriously from the east, and he holds a lot of military power in his hands."

    Hearing this, Feng Feiyang could only smile bitterly, "This plot is really cliche" He nodded and affirmed: "Since you said so, then choose this place!"

    "Are you coming or am I coming?"

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    So a few days later, the condition of the old king of the Daisy Principality worsened without warning.  During the day, he coughed violently and continuously, coughing up blood from time to time. At night, he woke up from his sleep coughing and vomiting blood. After more than ten minutes, he fell into a dying state.  In coma.

    In this regard, the royal doctor who had been by the old king's side all day had no choice. He could only ask the guards to help the king up, force open his mouth, and drink a whole cup of poppy potion so that he could walk.  More stable and comfortable.  Then he came to the corner of the room and said to the queen who was wringing her handkerchief and crying but not shedding many tears: "My queen, please forgive me."

    The queen, who was nearly forty but still somewhat beautiful, raised her head when she heard the sound. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief soaked in onion juice, and tears burst out involuntarily. As she cried, she asked: "He  Is it no longer possible?"

    "Yes, my queen." The doctor replied respectfully, trying not to care about the pungent smell of onions, "I have tried my best but our king, Your Majesty, will be summoned by our Lord soon.  .¡±

    But the queen was still a little unwilling, and she couldn't help but ask again: "So, is there any way you can make him wake up again, even if it's just temporary?"

    The doctor shook his head, but his body suddenly stiffened a little. When he could move again, he said hesitantly: "Madam, I do know a recipe that can do those things But if you do that, the king will fall into a trap.  In great pain.¡±

    The queen was overjoyed when she heard this. She didn¡¯t care about the doctor¡¯s last words at all. She just ordered urgently.: "Then please do it!"

    But the doctor was still a little hesitant, "Madam, our king is about to enter the territory of God. If we do that, I am afraid it will be an offense to our Lord."

    His words made the queen angry. She wanted to slap him hard, but she had to suppress her anger. She decided to deal with him rationally and with affection, "You already have someone in our royal family.  He¡¯s quite a few years old.¡±

    "Yes, ma'am. It's been a full fifteen years."

    "Our royal family has always been very kind to you. Even if our god bestows gods on his servants, we will still keep you in this royal court and take care of you as always." The queen said and glanced at you.  Well, Pastor, his expression softened.  He continued to persuade: "And even if you don't say this, you should be aware of the current situation of our country, right?"

    The doctor was speechless and nodded silently.

    The queen then said again: "Then I will say it bluntly, our country is in a great crisis now! As long as the response is slightly inappropriate, it will lead to a huge disaster! In that disaster, the victims  It may hurt you or me, and it may also involve countless of our people, God¡¯s countless believers!¡± She looked into the doctor¡¯s eyes and really started crying, ¡°Can you bear to watch it happen?  ? Sir! In fact, this can be avoided. As long as you let him wake up for even ten minutes, we can avoid such a disaster, but you, do you want to stand by and watch!" She whined, actually moved by her own words.  , "I think even our God would not bear to see such a thing! You saved His people for God, how could God bear to blame you for this little pain?  !¡±

    The doctor was finally persuaded. He sighed and said, "I hope things will be as you said, my queen." He then took the package he had brought with him.

    The queen immediately shouted away everyone in the room, and the doctor took out a few small needles from his bag. He used the needles to stimulate the king's nerves and carefully inserted them into the king's body.

    It took nearly fifteen minutes to get just ten needles.  When the last needle was inserted, the doctor wiped his sweat and said, "My queen, you will have about twenty minutes to talk to Your Majesty."

    The queen looked at the king. His breathing had calmed down and he no longer coughed. She nodded with satisfaction and ordered elegantly: "It's really troublesome for you. I will definitely thank you for it. But for now, I still have  Please go outside for a while and have a rest while we husband and wife have a final conversation!"

    The doctor took the order, and as soon as he closed the door, the queen quickly stepped forward and closed the door. She came to the king's side, checked his breathing, and then fiddled with the small bell hidden in the bedside table.  But there was no sound.

    But after a few seconds, there was some noise from the huge wardrobe in the room, and soon after, the third prince, who had entered the secret passage after being notified by the queen's maid, walked out of it.

    Without looking at his father, he asked his mother: "Queen, has he agreed to our request?"

    "Not yet." The queen shook her head, but laughed again, "But we still have some time to ask him to agree to our request."
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