Chapter 9: Attack (Part 1) ()

Until now, the Marquis Elizabeth discovered that she had slept in Murphy's room last night, and Murphy herself had been in the study for one night.

The hard bed board under her made her feel very uncomfortable to enjoy the delicate body of the soft mattress, but none of this was as much as the regret and annoyance in her heart at this moment. Today, under Murphy's intention, Marquis Elizabeth was arranged by the housekeeper of the Governor's House to rest in the room of an ordinary entourage. At this moment, she realized that the luxurious room last night was actually given to her by the young lord.

But at this time I found out that it was indeed a bit late.

Now, she realized that the young lord was very polite to him at first, and he even gave up his room and stayed in the study for a night. However, under her rude questioning and rude request, the young lord was obviously very disappointed. All the actions today made him lose his favor and even made him feel disgusted.

Thinking of this, Marquis Elizabeth couldn't stop regretting it.

If it hadn't been for the wrong actions today, with his initial favorable impression and his excellent social skills, I'm afraid that in a few days, I would be able to gain the trust of this young lord, and even use his power to form an army to regain the lost territory.

But now it's a bit late to think about all this.

Because after taking a shower tonight, the butler of the Governor's House prepared for her no longer a nightgown made of silk with silver thread, but a very ordinary cotton nightgown. The gorgeous long skirt prepared for her yesterday was also taken back by the maids of the Governor's House. Now placed beside her bed was a long red cotton skirt. The old-fashioned style and the unsatisfactory color combination made Mrs. Elizabeth feel so painful. In her memory, it is probably only the wives of the rustic households who became rich overnight would wear such clothes that are no different from those of the serpentines.

Because I have gained it, it is even more painful when I lose it.

The supplies in the Athenian towns were not abundant, so the maids of the Governor's House better followed Murphy's orders.

They prepared a room for the Marquis of Elizabeth to sleep with an ordinary servant, and then took back all the silk fabrics she had enjoyed before, and only prepared daily necessities for her maid's treatment.

This suddenly drove the Marquis Elizabeth to a low point.

But just one day, the different treatments had already told her that she had been classified as unwelcome characters in Murphy's heart.

It was just because of the other party's status as a nobleman and his good education that he did not expel himself from the town.

No, no!

I must find a way to get closer to him.

Otherwise, I would have to wait for the noble parliament to divide my territory.

Marquis Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her chest, then curled up with her delicate body, biting her lips, and thinking silently how to restore the already stiff relationship with Murphy.

A cold wind blew, and Marquis Elizabeth couldn't help but tremble her delicate body. She reached out and pulled a thin quilt and covered her body.

The newly established towns lack too many supplies, and even the Governor's Mansion cannot afford too many luxury goods such as glass. The only pieces of tinted glass and glazed glass in the town are decorated in Murphy's room, while the windows of other rooms in the Governor's Mansion are mostly nailed with cloth and paper. In this cold season, the rooms of ordinary townsmen are simply nailed with wooden boards.

The window paper in the room seemed a little damaged, and gusts of cold wind were blowing into the broken hole.

The wind outside the window became even stronger, and it seemed like a heavy rain tonight.

The cold wind is howling, and the storm is coming!

At this moment, the Marquis, who once made countless nobles in the southern plains drool, was curled up in a corner of the hard bed, looking at the thunderstorm outside the window with fear, and I couldn't help but recall the luxurious and comfortable life in my heart. Tears as big as beans could not stop sliding down her face.

At this moment, this woman with the title of [Purple Thorn Flower] was like a poor kitten abandoned by her owner.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Just as Marquis Elizabeth was mourning, a rush of knocks came from outside the door.

She wiped away the tears from her face in panic. When Marquis Elizabeth tidied up her clothes and stood up, she became the elegant and calm lady she used to be.

Outside the door was the housekeeper of the Governor's Office. The middle-aged woman who made Lady Elizabeth hate her teeth was cold and handed a quilt to the Marquis in front of her, and then said lightly: "Tonight's thunderstorm, the Governor asked me to add a quilt to you."

After saying that, the middle-aged housekeeper stopped looking at her and turned around and left.

There was a quilt added, and a warm feeling suddenly appeared on his body. There was a quilt cushion, but he no longer had to sleep on the hard bed.

The wind was howling outside the house, and Marquis Elizabeth lying in the warm quilt for some reason, he missed Murphy's big bed with a soft goose-covered quilt that could roll around without worrying about falling...

The next day, Murphy got up early.

Because the houses were built on the basis of the original abandoned town, Murphy received a report from the messenger the next day. Last night, many houses in the town leaked and needed maintenance.

The manpower was arranged quickly.

When building houses, everything was to pursue efficiency and build a place of peace as soon as possible. Therefore, there was no quality control, as long as it didn't collapse. However, a thunderstorm last night tested many problems. The corners of many houses were not handled well, and there were rain leakage in many places. More serious, it was heavy rain outside and light rain inside.

Three teams of Greek infantry trained by the newly promoted general Hammerton have been initially organized today. They will take over the defense of the Athenian towns from the veterans, and while maintaining the safety of the town, the newly promoted general Hammerton will arrange the next training.

At dawn, Murphy drank the porridge and rushed to the temple of Athena, the goddess of wisdom.

During the journey to the temple, he exchanged the clerk for the clerk to prepare enough bread and jerky. As long as the holy water is made, Murphy will immediately send troops to clean up the scattered zombies' gathering place. Although there is no need to bring too much food, the rations and a certain amount of meat for a day of marching are still necessary!

"Governor." When Murphy first arrived at the temple, the high priest waited for his arrival at the temple gate as if he had already expected it.

The air after the rain was filled with a fresh breath, and the gentle woman in front of her seemed to have a refreshing smell.

Murphy was slightly lost, but he quickly recovered.

"How is the Holy Water prepared?" Murphy was wearing a silver-white half-body armor today and a sharp sword around her waist. Although her appearance lacked some maturity and stability, she already had a mighty aura.

"Last night, the priests had created eight ounces of holy water overnight. From today on, the holy water can be provided steadily." The high priest reached out and gently lifted the long ink hair on his forehead. This very feminine act made Murphy's heart beat. There was a hint of fatigue on her soft face, and a drop of water hung beside the ends of her ears. It seemed that she had just washed her face with clean water to remove the fatigue that had been overnight.

Murphy unconsciously reached out and wiped the water droplets from the high priest's hair, and then said gently: "Thank you for your hard work."

This slightly intimate action made a hint of blush on the high priest's fair face. She quietly turned around and took a step back half a step away, her head slightly away, but she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Eight ounces of holy water are about half a pound, which is a little more than four taels, less than half a pound.

The color of the holy water is milky white, placed in front of the statue of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, and is packed in a small pot made of pure white marble.

This magical milky white liquid emits a faint oily fragrance, which makes people feel shocked!

This is the most natural oil fragrance, different from the taste of oil blended in later generations. This taste similar to that of animal-made oil has a very attractive fragrance.

Vegetable oil is more suitable for modern people's physical fitness that is not very active. However, in terms of deliciousness, the oil made from animals is the strongest fragrance!

"Sharp!"

Murphy pulled out the sword at his waist and then made a small hole in the palm of his left hand.

A trace of blood dripped down the palm of his palm. The high priest looked a little confused. He wanted to say something, but he stopped.

Murphy immediately took a breath of cold air when he applied a little milky white holy water to the wound in the palm of his left hand!

This holy water can be applied externally and taken internally. However, it is mostly used to treat diseases, while external application is mostly used for wound healing. Drinking holy water to treat wounds is obviously unreliable because the energy absorbed by the human body is automatically distributed throughout the body. The best way to treat trauma is to use holy water to apply externally.

But Murphy just applied the holy water to the wound and felt a burning pain in the wound!

It feels like you are applying high concentrations of alcohol!

But it's strange. As soon as the holy water is applied, the wound stops bleeding. When the scorching pain disappears, the wound is cool. The cool feeling spreads to the entire palm, and then a slight itchy feeling arises.

That feeling is like a piece of meat missing somewhere, scarring and shelling, and itchy feeling like it is growing in flesh.

After about a quarter of an hour, the itchy feeling disappeared.

Murphy peeled off a blood cocoon from his palm and found that new flesh had grown inside, only a shallow white mark flowed down from his palm!

"Okay! OK! Very good!" Murphy was overjoyed by the amazing healing effect of the Holy Water. He couldn't help but say a few good things one after another, with a look of joy on his face. The Holy Water has such a powerful healing effect, so that his soldiers can let go of their hands and feet without any scruples to fight the zombies.

The high priest slowly approached Murphy with a faint fragrance. She bent down and approached Murphy's earlobe and whispered: "Governor, although the healing effect of holy water is powerful, it is also a burden on the body. If you use too much, it will affect the lifespan of human beings."

Murphy's expression darkened, and then he suddenly realized.

This world is indeed maintaining a relative balance. If you get some, you will inevitably pay some. Such a powerful healing effect may be the cost of extracting the hidden vitality of the human body.

"Don't spread these things." Murphy put his lips to the high priest's white jade-like earlobe and said slowly: "It's at least better than letting my warrior die on the battlefield now!"

The high priest nodded, then found that his attitude seemed too intimate to Murphy, so he quietly took a half step back.

Eight ounces of holy water are enough to support a small-scale battle.

Murphy ordered his followers to pack the holy water in jade bottles, and then issued an order to assemble the army without hesitation!

today!
Chapter completed!