In the quiet room, Vera was lying on her back on the bed.
Her face was like a white paper, her breathing was weak, but her soft expression contained an indescribable strength.
Beside the bed, Turnans folded his hands in front of his chest, exuding a holy white light, and was performing a healing technique.
The healing technique performed by the cardinal himself, of course, didn't have to say much, but Vera showed no sign of waking up.
With the passage of time, Turnance's forehead gradually oozes cold sweat, and the light radiating from the imprint on his chest also flickers, and it seems that signs of exhaustion have appeared.
But he still didn't dare to stop.
Because Colin and the Marquis of Garcia were staring at him from left to right, it is conceivable that if Vera could not be cured, Turnans felt that his life might be really worrying.
Needless to say, Colin, the killing intent in this guy's eyes was not concealed at all.
The Marquis of Garcia turned out to be murderous, which made Turnans very incomprehensible.
The reason why he dared to go to the Marquis Garcia just now was because he felt that this person was a partner for cooperation.
After all, no matter how close he is with his niece Vera, in the face of the temptation of the Duke of the North, Turnans believes that the Marquis Garcia can make the "right" choice.
But the fact is like a direct slap on his face.
The Marquis of Garcia did not show any coveting for the Duke of the North, and even when he saw Vera lying on the bed knowing his life and death, the killing intent in his eyes was not necessary for Colin.
Turnance felt very confused.
What made him even more incomprehensible was why Vera didn't kill Colin?
Has the Lord of Radiance really abandoned his followers?
Tournance felt that his faith was collapsing a little bit...
Finally, Turnans exhausted the last trace of sacred power under the murderous gaze of Colin and Marquis Garcia.
I saw him collapse in front of the bed, shaking his head helplessly:
"Sorry, the Lord Duke's situation...I...I really can't do anything..."
"What is powerlessness?" The Marquis Garcia grabbed Turnance by the collar and snarled, "Why did she become like this?"
By now, Turnans also understood that the Pope's plan had completely failed, so he had to honestly confess:
"The Lord Duke was actually baptized with a blessing technique under the crown of the Pope. This blessing technique can greatly increase the subject's affinity for the Holy Light, which is conducive to the practice of the way of knights.
But at the same time, it actually has a hidden function.
It is to be able to control the mind of the subject through a certain stimulus, so that she can only follow her orders in a short time...
Three days ago, when I saw the Lord Duke in the prayer hall of the church in the center of Winterfell, I wanted the Lord Duke to assassinate the Earl of Anglia...
But... But, I don't know why this happened? "
Hearing this, Colin added coldly: "Vera did try to assassinate me just now, but at the last moment, she stopped, and it can be seen that she is in an extreme struggle and seems to be fighting. This magical technique that controls her mind."
Turnance's face was full of disbelief, and he shook his head and said: "Impossible, no one has ever been able to fight against the magic! That is the glory of the Supreme Lord, no one can resist!"
Colin immediately sneered and sneered: "For those filthy things you did, you still have a face to mention the glory of our Lord? Stop talking nonsense, how can this magical technique be lifted? Don't say you can't!"
"I really can't lift it." Seeing Colin's eyes, Turnans immediately added, "This magical technique can only be lifted under the pope's crown. However, I can tell you, even if the pope's crown is really willing I'm afraid it won't help to lift the magical magic for the Lord Duke..."
"Why?" Marquis Garcia asked urgently. Valley
"This magical technique involves the domain of human will, which is a forbidden area for mortals. Even under the crown of the Pope, the subject can only be temporarily controlled.
And Lord Duke, this situation... has never happened before in history.
But I guess that Lord Duke must have forcibly closed his consciousness against the control of the divine art...In this case, even if the divine art is released, the Lord Duke cannot be awakened, and the healing technique is useless..."
"Then how can I wake up Vera?"
"This..." Turnance said with a cold sweat on his forehead, "I'm afraid... it depends on the Duke himself..."
"Look at her?" Colin gritted his teeth. "Is that maybe she won't be able to wake up again?"
Turnance lowered his head, not daring to face Colin's murderous gaze, and whispered:
"Yes... it's possible..."
"So, you can't make Vera wake up, and you don't know when she will wake up?" Marquis Garcia's tone suddenly became very calm, calm and palpitating, "Then what use do you do?"
Turnance immediately realized something, grabbed the arm of the Marquis Garcia, and pleaded:
"Marquis Garcia, don't be impulsive! At this critical moment, the empire cannot withstand a civil strife..."
Halfway through what the cardinal said, it stopped abruptly.
Because, there was a hideous mouth of blood in his throat.
Turnans tried in vain to cover it with his hands. UU read , but the bubbling blood still gurgled from between his fingers.
"Help...Ho...Save me...Hoho..."
Colin watched this scene coldly, without any intention to stop or save the cardinal.
When Turnans was completely silent, Marquis Garcia looked at Colin calmly and asked:
"I am going to declare war on the church. If you want to withdraw, it is still too late to draw a line with the St. Hild family."
Colin smiled faintly, and cut off Turnans' head with a sword without hesitation, and said:
"Master Marquis, I actually wanted to do this a long time ago. I didn't expect you to be one step faster than me."
Marquis García stared at Colin's gaze, before nodding heavily, and said in a deep voice:
"Okay! I didn't misunderstand you!"
After speaking, he motioned to Colin to follow him and strode out.
Because Colin did not conceal the news that Vera was in a coma, a lot of people had already gathered outside the door anxiously waiting.
When the heavy wooden door was pushed open, the words of these people's inquiries hadn't been uttered, and they were shocked to find that Marquis Garcia walked out with blood.
And behind him, Count Angele was holding a head in his hands—
The head of Cardinal Turnans of the Glorious Church!
The cold gaze of Marquis Garcia swept across everyone's faces, and then he said loudly:
"The Cardinal Turnans conspired against the Duke of St. Hild, causing her to fall into a coma, knowing her life and death!
Therefore, I, Garcia St. Hild, together with Count Anglia, the guardian of the North, call on all the vassals of the St. Hild family, all the lords of the North, and all the knights of allegiance to fulfill your promises. Oath, to the messenger of this despicable conspiracy—
Pope Gregory, declare war! "