Vol 3 Chapter 165: Maid of St. Deran

A young maid carrying a large bucket with some difficulty was walking along the path forward. At the end of the path, a stream was gurgling.
Although it was already April, the river was still cold. The maid put the bucket on the edge of the stream and took out the pile of clothes and a very strong wooden stick from the inside to soak the clothes in the water. Then he squatted by the creek and began to beat hard.
The creek is not wide. On the opposite bank is the wall of a monastery built against the creek bank. The wall has been around for a long time. The wall has been blackened.
In addition to this maid, there were several young women like her washing their clothes on the bank of the stream. The sound of the sound of the sticks on the sound of one another sounded as if they were competing against each other.
In this sound, the women still hurry to talk non-stop, and there are bursts of laughter from the side of the stream from time to time.
"Is your mistress still waiting?" A slightly fat woman ran to the young maid, patting her clothes while holding a wooden stick, and asked curiously, "I heard she was The great nobleman in the city of Rome, so the noble lady must not be so good to serve. "
"Okay," the maid put her clothes back on the stone, rubbed her hands first, and then patted lightly with a wooden stick. "She looks good and is quiet and not so much."
"That's good, those noble women are sometimes very stubborn, you know, it is said that there was a noble lady who entered the monastery before, and she actually eats different foods every day, and she also stipulates that she must be washed every day. There are only two of these clothes, but the monastic clothes are the only ones. As a result, I have to wash clothes for her almost every day. My hands are all because of this split. "
The young maid looked at the fat woman a little pitifully, looked at her fat body, and knew how painful it was for her to squat by the stream to wash clothes every day.
In fact, her hostess also asked to wear fresh clothes every day, but unlike other women in the monastery, her hostess had many monastic clothes, so she would not be busy with changing clothes every day. stop.
"I heard that someone always came to see your mistress?" The fat woman asked curiously, "Tell me who they are?"
Speaking of which, the young maid stopped her hand. She tilted her head and looked to both sides as if she was afraid that someone might hear it. Then she whispered in a very low voice: "I tell you not to spread it, you need to know her But if the big nobility in the city of Rome let her know that I was just talking nonsense, I would be out of luck. "
Hearing the maid ’s words, the fat woman nodded in excitement. Her hands had stopped to pat her clothes, but she stared curiously at the young maid and said angrily, "You can rest assured, I will never be confused. Biography. "
After receiving the assurance from the other party, the maid seemed to be really relieved. She lowered her voice and continued to say: "Those people look like some amazing characters. I have seen several of them wear clothes that we have never seen. Yes, some people ’s followers look like knights, and just a few days ago I saw a young man in a carriage. He looks like a duke, not only looks beautiful but also makes people I feel so noble when I see them. These people seem to like my mistress in particular, and they are very good with her. The young man like a duke I just said brought her a lot of things, and it seems like a courtyard He looks very respectful to him. "
"Oh, that's really good," the fat woman looked at the maid enviously. "That's much better than me. Most of the noble ladies who came to the monastery I know are not easy to deal with. I once served a hideout in the monastery. The woman who gave birth to a child in that period was my nightmare. And most of those women didn't pay attention to them. After they gave birth, they either sent the children directly, or they were in the monastery, and then they themselves We left, and we did n’t get any benefit from them at all. "
"My hostess gave me a big patty yesterday, and it was stuffed with a lot of meat." The young maid said flauntingly, and then she began to describe what was put in the patty. She The description described let the fat woman beside him drool almost until a piece of whiteness floated through the river in the corner of her eyes.
The fat woman glanced at it habitually. When she saw that it was the dress she was laying on the stone, she could not help screaming. She stood up and chased the dress shallowly and ran down the bank. Then came a group of women happily laughing.
The fat woman ignored the ridicule. She knew that the dress was very expensive. If Nong lost her, she would never be able to pay for it. This scared her so cold that she could n’t care about the cold water and raised her skirt. Swinging his teeth down into the stream chasing the clothes that keep drifting.
But the bad thing is, as the terrain lowered, a downward was formed not far in front, the originally gentle stream suddenly became slightly turbulent, and the dress followed the rushing water. The rushes down towards the middle.
The fat woman screamed anxiously, her head was covered with water droplets at this time, and she did not know whether it was the splashing stream or the cold sweat because of fear. When she stopped tired and desperate, she watched the drifting Far away, when the clothes she couldn't keep up with were crying, she suddenly heard a faint sound of horseshoes.
It was not the sound of a horse, but the sounds of several horses. The sound of heavy horseshoes hitting the ground from far to near. The woman used to look far away in front of the bank of the river, just seeing a team of cavalry along On the shore of the creek, she came towards her.
The fat woman instinctively pointed to the clothes that were drifting away in the distance, and then dropped her hand in frustration.
But a scene that surprised her came up, and the knight who drove the cavalry in the front seemed to notice her movement. After seeing the clothes in the stream, the knight seemed to smile, and then suddenly jumped with the horse. Enter the creek, and then draw out the saber at the waist, stoop down and pick up the clothes floating in front of him.
The fat woman screamed happily. She even jumped in the water, but this action almost caused her to trip over the skirt around her legs.
The knight used the saber to pick up the wet clothes and walked forward in the stream. When he came to the fat woman, he tilted the saber down and the wet clothes slipped into the fat woman's open arms.
At this time, the women on the banks of the river found this knight's rather strange clothes.
Compared with the mighty knight who was either wrapped in gorgeous armor or the tattered mercenary, this knight and his companion's clothing seemed somewhat different.
They wear fish-ridged helmets on their heads, but no one has a popular face mask on their helmets. In addition to protecting some vital parts of their bodies, their armor seems to be too thin, like an iron vest The slightly curved plate armor protects the torso on the body, and there is no other protection on the limbs except the leather bracers that look strong on the wrist.
These knights' tops are red, and their pants are black. The buttons on both sides of the thick velvet tops are tightly buckled in the buttonholes on the edge of the breastplate. It looks as if the whole person is in that style. The weird breastplates joined together.
All the cavalry did not carry a spear, nor a saber. Instead, a rare saber hung diagonally on the side of the saddle, and a few strange bulging bags were hung in the leather jackets of these broad cavalry belts. s things.
Retrieving the clothes for the fat woman is a young knight who looks like he wears the same breastplate and jacket as the others. The only difference is that there is a short black velvet cape behind him.
The fat woman's face was red, and she held her hands in her non-stop flowing clothes, looked up at the young knight in a silly way, and seemed to completely forget that she should thank him.
"Where is this?"
It wasn't until the young knight asked the question for a second time that the fat woman uttered "Oh" and hurriedly replied: "This is St. Deran's Monastery."
"So you are all trainees nuns?" The young knight seemed a little surprised, but when he looked at the clothes of these women, he immediately knew that he was wrong. "If we can, we want to see the dean here?"
"We don't know," the fat woman said a little silly. "The St. Deran Monastery is not easy to allow men to enter."
"That's too bad."
The young knight whispered to himself, and he looked back, looking anxious.
Maybe it was because the other party helped a lot, or it was purely because the other party was a young knight. The fat woman continued: "But if you want to see the monastery, it's OK, but you must get the deacon's permission."
Hearing her words, the young knight smiled. He first greeted the fat woman with a little gratitude, and then turned back to the cavalry who followed him and shouted: "Hurry back and tell the grown-up, we have arrived to a Saint-Deran Convent. "
"Observe, Captain O'Leary!" The cavalry quickly turned his horse and ran towards the road.
"Is this called St. Deran's Abbey?" Said the young knight who took a book with a carbon pen from a huge leather bag on the saddle, quickly drew a sketch on the book with a carbon pen, and then looked at it. Looking around, I made a few notes on the sketch, and then carefully put away the book.
"Do you want to see the monastery?" The young maid who had spoken to the fat woman came over. She apparently had seen more worlds than other women. She even paid special attention to the flag-bearers in these cavalry. Pattern on that flag.
A very weird pattern, a circle that is completely filled with three sides in an equilateral triangle, in the left and right sides of the circle and the blank space of the triangle, are a pattern of two bunches of wheat ears crossing each other and a castle.
The maid stared at this quirky flag somewhat curiously, although the people who visited her mistress always seemed to hide it deliberately, when she could still find some obvious marks on many small things on them, which made her most impressed What is profound is the badge of a red bull in the coat of arms, and she is sure that she has never seen the badge in front of her.
"Can you tell me where the deacon nun is?" The captain of the cavalry, known as Captain O'Reilly, asked the young maid, which caused the dissatisfaction of the fat woman. A pretty hateful woman, but apparently the captain of the cavalry helped her get her clothes back, but she was not interested in her.
"The deacon nun is in the house of the monastery," the young maid replied with a little excitement. Although there were many people visiting her mistress, no one had noticed her. Now the young captain made her suddenly feel She has become the most attractive one of these women, which makes her feel indescribably proud. "Are you also visiting my hostess?"
"Your hostess?" The young captain asked somewhat puzzled.
"Yes, don't you come to see my hostess?" The maid seemed to feel a little weird. Since her hostess came here, although she has been hiding in the monastery carefully without going out casually, but during this time Someone kept coming to see her.
And these people often have to send her a lot of things, which makes the maid feel that the hostess is like a princess.
But now these people actually did not come to see her hostess, which made her feel very strange.
"Then who are you, why should you see the dean?" The maid asked with a little vigilance.
"We are Agry," the young cavalry captain smiled proudly. "We are the hunting guards of Lord Agrigor Alexander Juliant Gumbre ~ EbookFREE.me ~ My name is Ah Perot Aufrei is the commander of the army around the adult. "
The maid's face was puzzled, and when she was about to speak again, she suddenly heard the faint sounds.
The women looked up in the distance with surprise, and saw a cloud of smoke rising from afar.
The deacon nun of the St. Deran's convent is an older nun who is more obese than the fat woman who washes clothes.
A black nun dress was worn on her body, which made people worried that they might be crushed by the fat wrapped in it at any time. When Aufrei saw her under the guidance of the maid, he also requested to be outside the monastery. While staying in the house, the deacon nun severely rejected his request.
"This is not allowed. Although you have not entered the monastery, these places are still monastery industry, and the nuns cannot see men." The deacon nun said coldly, "Know that even their relatives, Once they can no longer meet with them after they are truly no longer trainees, this is the residence of the bride of God, and no man can enter. "
In the face of the stubborn deacon nun, Aufrei was annoyed but helpless. This was the first night after leaving Rome. As the leader of the cavalry, in addition to exploring the terrain, he also found good enough for the team behind Campsite, but now the nun's indifference makes him feel helpless for a while.
Aufrei looked helplessly at the fat nun in front of him. As he wondered how to ask the oversized "Bride of God", a figure flashing across the path outside the window caught his attention.
It was obviously a man, and a very young man, and he was now leading the horse out of a small door under the high wall of the monastery.