Dust of History Chapter 1: I’m back

The road back to the capital was extremely smooth. The city of Airi was in dire straits, and the imperial envoys and magistrates, as well as the cavalry, had not been heard from for several days. Some people said that there was a large group of bandits nearby, and some said it was a group of pagans who could eat people. So wealthy families and caravans everywhere recruited bodyguards, and Asa followed a caravan to the capital and came back.

Standing in front of that big house again, Asa couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief. There were several times when he thought that he would never come back again. When he pushed open the two wooden doors and heard the two familiar 'squeaks', he actually had the feeling of going home. He unconsciously shouted: "I'm back!"

"Come back as soon as you come back, what's the big deal." Sandro heard the sound and walked out of the cabin inside. He is still the same, still the same dirty robe, still the beard and hair mixed with the silk thread on the corner of the robe, almost burying his face in it, still looking and surrounding corpses and organs Such a good fit.

Although Sandro said that, Asa could still see a little smile in his eyes. If there is a sense of home here, then this old man has a mix of family, friends and elders. "Your absence from work for no reason made me suddenly tired from work, but I have to pay for it."

Asa asked: "If the leaf of the world tree you mentioned is used to treat injuries, how can it be used?"

Sandro looked him up and down for a while with disapproving and suspicious eyes, and said casually. "Did you get it? Did you buy it from a street stall?"

Asa proudly took out the leaf of the World Tree from his arms and placed it on the table in front of Sandro.

Sandro was stunned.

Most of his face was covered by the mixture of beard and hair. He didn't know what kind of expression it was. There were only two black and white eyes staring at the leaves of the world tree. It seemed that he was infected by the greenness of the leaves. It looks weird but it can be seen that it is based on an expression of disbelief.

Sandro stretched out his hand, and slowly picked up the leaf of the world tree with a very slight gesture as if he was afraid of being offended. His originally pale hands seemed to have been endowed with some vitality under the green of the leaves.

Sandro stared blankly at the leaves, caressing the leaves with his pale and withered fingers, as gentle as a boy in first love touching his lover's skin. "How did you get it?" His voice trembled a little.

"That's how I got it." Asa replied lightly. I am very proud of myself.

Sandro was still watching in a daze, then suddenly turned his head and asked, "Are you going to use this thing to save people?"

Asa nodded.

"Who are you going to save?"

"Save the person I want to save." Asa couldn't explain the cause and effect, so he replied with a nonsense.

"Woman?" Sandro noticed very keenly. Asa nodded.

Sandro sighed, shook his head and said, "You actually used this thing to save a woman, why don't you just chop yourself up and feed it to pigs." He frowned and stared at Asa, "Do you know this What is it?"

"The leaf of the world tree. Didn't you tell me? I seem to have heard that it is a fetish or something."

Sandro turned back and looked at the leaf and said slowly: "Do you know how powerful this thing is and what it can be used for? I searched for it like crazy when I was young. It took ten years to find it clue, and then spent another ten years trying to find a way to get it, but have never been able to get it." He sighed and shook his head. "Unexpectedly, now I don't think about it at all, and it came to me again by itself."

Hey, this is what I got. Asa wanted to remind him, but seeing how devoted he was, he was too embarrassed to interrupt.

"If I had gotten it more than 20 years earlier..." Sandro was completely immersed in the emotion of thinking about the heroic appearance in the past, his eyes burst out with a look that was not commensurate with his age, and he was full of pride Full of vigor. "I will..." He frowned heroically, as if he had really returned to the past.

But gradually his sharp eyes fell silent amidst the turmoil, and finally returned to dazed powerlessness, and sighed indistinctly and said: "I will also use it to save a woman."

He threw the leaf back to Asa, shook his head in displeasure and said, "Take it to save your woman."

Asa picked up the leaf, shrugged and said in a low voice: "Not my woman."

"It's not your woman, what are you doing to save it? Your head is full of shit?" For some reason, Sandro seemed a little annoyed by the remembrance just now.

Asa hurriedly stuffed the leaf into his bosom, feeling that he was a bit strange, thought for a while, and said: "If I can't use a leaf, I'll just cut off a small half, and give you the rest... "

"It's useless if it's chopped up. Just let her eat it whole." Sandro regained the tiredness and indifference that an old man should have, and turned back to face a corpse. Asa saw that he was a little weird, and wanted to ask but didn't know what to say. Turning around and walking towards the gate, he is going to the Duke's mansion now.

"Wait a minute." Sandro suddenly called him from behind: "Don't panic. Give me back that book. What are you doing with it? It's very important. I'm just I was worried about this book, and said what if you don’t come back or lose the book.”

Asa paused, turned around, and said embarrassingly: "I lent it to someone else."

"Lent it to someone else?" Sandro seemed to be more stimulated than when he saw the leaf of the World Tree just now. He was just stunned just now, but now he jumped up as if he had been stabbed in the buttocks, and rushed to Asa's face in a few steps, grabbing his collar. Only then did Asa realize that the old man's movements were really sensitive.

Sandro's eyes seemed to fall out, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Do you know what that is? Who did you lend it to?"

"It's the Duke's daughter... She went on a trip and said she was watching and playing on the way... Your book was left behind the bookcase. I thought it was not something important." Asa's first time Seeing Sandro so excited, I was a little overwhelmed.

"Woman! I knew it was a woman again! Go and chase me back, go, go, go." Sandro was extremely frustrated, pushed Asa out the door and poked him on the head with his hand. "I'm telling you, no matter how young and energetic you are, you should use your head to think about things more, don't be a woman all day long."

Asa didn't understand what he was talking about, so she ran towards the Duke's mansion and said, "I'll go and ask where she is first..."

The servants of the Duke's Mansion are of high quality, even seeing his inconspicuous attire, they did not embarrass him at all, and quickly informed him.

When he came out and saw him, His Excellency immediately showed a very gentle smile as if seeing an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. Although Clovis next to him didn't change his expression, his face was a little chilly.

Asa said that he brought medicine that could cure Xiaoyi, but the Duke didn't show much reaction. During this period of time, he has searched for all the doctors and pastors he could find, and his daughter's injuries not only did not improve at all, but continued to deteriorate over time. He had already given up hope.

Under Asa's persistent request, the Duke still brought him to Xiaoyi's bed.

If the duke hadn't brought him here himself, Asa couldn't believe that the person on the bed in front of him was Xiaoyi.

She was already too thin to be human, and her skin color was almost the same as that of a dead person. The originally plump and rosy cheeks had been completely sunken, and the eyes were closed tightly, protruding from the cheekbones covered only by the skin.

"She has been in a coma like this for almost the whole day since last week. Doctors and pastors all said that she might stop breathing like this at any time." The Duke's tone was heavy, and his heart was indeed heavy. This is his daughter, watching how she grew from a baby to a slim baby day by day, but now he is watching her slowly die on the bed.

And she is also a very important card in his hand, a card used to connect with a huge and powerful family, which directly affects his grand plan.

She is already in a coma, can she still eat the leaf of the World Tree? Asa was apprehensive.

It should be no problem, this is a fetish after all. Although he didn't know exactly what the 'divine object' was, he could only place all his hopes on this unclear concept. He took out the leaf of the world tree in his arms, carefully pinched Xiaoyi's mouth open, and stuffed the leaf in. His Excellency the Duke watched from the side with a frown.

Fortunately, this thing did emit a miraculous change in line with its title. The leaf of the world tree melted slowly in Xiaoyi's mouth, it didn't turn into a liquid, but it seemed to melt directly into her body, gradually getting smaller and then disappearing slowly. Xiaoyi's mouth slowly closed, and after a while, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and groaned.

Asa finally breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He had already seen blood on Xiaoyi's face.

The Duke opened his mouth slightly, and watched in disbelief as his daughter's face gradually turned rosy, and her originally weak breathing gradually became steady. He looked at Asa, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and opened his mouth to say something thankful, but this sudden surprise had surpassed his usual rationality, and he didn't know what to say.

Asa looked at the Duke in front of him. Now he's just an excited father, and the sheer joy of it makes it clear that there's no scheming or anything else in it. Asa himself was very happy at first, and now he is very happy, even smiling.

Clovis stood numbly at the door, watching the situation inside indifferently like a bystander. His expression still didn't change, he still looked so handsome and mighty, but his face turned blue for a while. It was the exact opposite of the healthy flush on his fiancée's face and the excited blood on the Duke's face.

He has never seen the Duke lose control like this.

The duke's profundity, wisdom, scheming, sophistication, and elusiveness made him admire and fear him very much. In his mind, the Duke is first an idol, a shrine that guides him on how to achieve success and power, and then those relationships in reality.

And now the shrine to his eyes was weakened by the obvious expression. Clovis sees all tenderness, including joy, as unmistakably a sign of weakness and, when expressed, as a means of acting on the right occasion. And now, the Duke would be moved by the low-class pariah who dared to break into the Duke's mansion in such dirty and tattered clothes, which made him feel that his idol was being profaned.

More than that, he also has a sense of failure. No matter how hard he tried and what he did, the Duke didn't show much appreciation for him. But now facing this lowly trash, the Duke's face clearly showed gratitude. This undoubtedly showed that he was inferior to that inferior person in the eyes of the Duke. Now this clear and utter failure drove him into a great rage.

Suddenly a servant ran in quickly and reported to the Duke: "There are two pastors from the church outside asking if Mr. Asa is here~IndoMTL.com~ The Duke looked at Asa, and Asa was also stunned." Find me? "He doesn't remember any connection with the church.

The entrance of the Duke's Mansion. Two priests were standing outside the door. The marks on their clothes showed that they were not lowly in status. They were senior priests who were on an equal footing with members of the royal family. There is a carriage next to it, the luxurious white body is pulled by four white horses without a trace of hair.

"Does the bishop have anything to do with me?" Asa looked at the carriage and asked. He remembered that it seemed to be the carriage of Lord Bishop Ronnies.

"My lord Bishop Ronis has a very urgent matter, please go, please get in the car." The pastor opened the car door for Asara.

Asa looked uneasily at the spotless interior of the car and the pastor who was pulling the door next to him. This courteous treatment made him a little at a loss, and he stepped into the car nervously.

The pastor closed the door of the car, jumped into the car and pulled the reins, the four white horses neighed long and raised their hooves to pull the car away. From the beginning to the end, the two priests did not look at other people, including the Duke.

The Duke looked at the direction in which the carriage was going away, with a small frown in the middle of his slender eyebrows, he waved his hand and said, "Prepare the horse."