Chapter 151 Theologian Newton and the Surprised King George I

Chapter 151 Theologian Newton and the Surprised King George I

Chapter 151 Theologian Newton and the Surprised King George I

"I was wondering how such a good thing could come to me, but it turns out to be such a dangerous thing!"

"This witch is so powerful, and you didn't even tell me? And you even said that she can only be an equal to you?!"

If the place wasn't wrong, he would have wanted to strangle Father Niccolò.

He felt that he was about to collapse. He felt that his merits, bishop position, and glory were all slipping away from him, and now he was facing life and death danger.

Father Niccolò is such a jerk!
While he was cursing inwardly.

Father Nicolo's face was full of surprise and helplessness. He really didn't expect that the witch was so powerful.

Look, it’s much more powerful than last time!
While holding a cross emitting white light, he took out a white book on exorcism from his waist.

He recited the prayer from the exorcism book, and instantly the exorcism book emitted a light brighter than the cross, which temporarily drove back the undead and blood-sucking vines.

However, this situation did not last long.

Looking at the undead spirits that were constantly attacking the holy white light and weakening the white light around them, despair appeared on their faces.

Unexpectedly, before the witch despaired, they despaired first...

Just when they were in despair and didn't know what to do, something surprising happened.

The four undead spirits that kept attacking the holy white light let out weak wails. The blue-purple armor and scimitars on their bodies were gradually disappearing.

Even the light red vines were twisting their bodies, gradually turning back green, and the force suddenly weakened a lot.

Seeing this scene, Father Miro and others were surprised.

Father Nicolo thought of something and said in surprise, "That witch must have used some forbidden spell, and the spell's validity period has expired! No wonder she became so much stronger all of a sudden!"

As he thought about it, a look of determination flashed across his face, which was a firm belief in God.

"Now is the right time to destroy the evil witch. If we work harder, we can..."

However, before he could finish his words, Father Miro, who had a big brown beard, refused to listen.

He muttered, "Who knows what other evil tricks that witch has up her sleeve? I think we should retreat for now!"

There was a glimmer of fear in his eyes, and he was somewhat afraid of death.

"Father Miro, you..." Father Niccolo was stunned.

Seeing that Father Miro was unwilling to continue, and Knight Bradley and others next to him were injured, he needed to be responsible for their lives and safety, and a look of hesitation flashed across his face.

In the end, he sighed secretly and could only choose to retreat temporarily according to Father Miro's idea.

When they chose to retreat, the four undeads' faces suddenly showed reluctance and dissatisfaction.

Feeling his strength decreasing rapidly, he uttered a series of harsh words.

"Humph, you're lucky!"

"I'll let you go this time!"

As they spoke, before the blue-purple armor and weapons completely disappeared and they lost their protection, they flew away and rushed one by one to the underground where they had originally stayed.

Seeing them disappear, Father Milo and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

While helping the wounded back to the town, Father Niccolò said distressedly, "That witch is too powerful. What should we do now?"

After saying this, Father Milo said unhappily, "What can we do? We can only ask for help from priests in other towns, or from the bishop!"

As he spoke, he thought of something, and some unwillingness flashed in his eyes. He murmured, "It was almost there. If we had one or two more people, we would definitely be able to destroy this powerful witch! Damn it!"

after an hour……

When they returned to the town of Teven covered in wounds, the residents of the town also noticed them.

Or in other words, when Father Miro and his team set out, they had some guesses in their minds and had discussed it.

At this moment, seeing that they were covered in wounds and hadn't brought anyone back, they almost guessed the situation and couldn't help but gasp.

"That witch is so scary?"

"Oh my God, even two priests working together are no match for that witch?"

"What kind of evil power must that witch possess?"

Looking at the miserable appearance of Father Miro and others, the residents of the town, young and old, men, women and children were shocked.

At the same time, some residents who had originally not paid much attention to the rumors about the evil witch and were skeptical about them, now began to believe them a little.

"This witch is so powerful, could she really have the power to keep people young forever, give them power and money, and resurrect from the dead?"

For a moment, many residents' eyes flickered and some small thoughts arose in their minds.

I already believed it, and now I am even more determined and greedy.

When Father Milo and others went back to the church to recuperate and had no time to care about the residents of the town, the rumors about the evil and powerful witch spread more and more widely, and soon almost everyone in the town knew about it.

Even more, through the spread of businessmen and tourists who came to the town to travel, the news that a powerful and evil witch had appeared near the town of Teven became more and more widespread.

Not only did many nearby towns know about it, it even gradually spread to the city.

A confidant loyal to the British royal family and ruler George I overheard the rumor.

His eyes flickered as he quickly wrote down the matter and sent it to London via pigeon.

George I, who was staying at Buckingham Palace in London, England, received the news shortly after, thanks to the flying of pigeons.

Inside Buckingham Palace.

George I, who was 66 years old, dressed in traditional aristocratic clothes, had silver curly hair, and had bags under his eyes and wrinkles on his square face. He looked at the letter curiously.

"Eternal youth? Give people money, power..."

Looking at the pigeon paper that contained the stories and legends about the evil witch, his eyes flashed with interest and curiosity.

Of course, he treated the rumors about the evil witch more as a bedtime story.

The thing about beating the two priests might be true.

But this thing about keeping people young forever, giving people power, money, the power to resurrect from the dead, revenge, etc. is too fake!
As the ruler of Great Britain, he naturally would not believe such outrageous rumors.

How could a little witch have such mysterious power?

Of course, although he found the witch rumor ridiculous, as the ruler of Great Britain, he was bored.

So, he became a little interested and without saying a word, he sent people via carrier pigeons to look for the witch near the town of Teven to see if he could get anything.

Even if he didn't get anything, it was just a way for him to kill time.

As time goes by, the news spreads.

Even when he was in London, it is said that he discovered gravity after being hit on the head by an apple.

Newton, who was 83 years old and had made brilliant achievements in astronomy, geography, mathematics, philosophy and theology, heard this interesting rumor about the witch from a knowledgeable person.

However, although he was a little curious about the story, he didn't take it seriously.

After listening to it, I didn't care and continued to study his natural philosophy and theology.

For him, nothing was more interesting than studying theology. Even various scientific researches were just by-products of his theological studies.

In his view, studying astronomy and physics is nothing more than following God's thoughts and thinking according to God's thoughts. He wants to understand everything about God.

Although he is a scientist, he is also a devout theist.

……

Time passed, and soon it was the evening three days later.

Including Su Xing, the four of them still stayed in the dense forest.

Under the glow of the setting sun, they looked disheveled. Their once beautiful clothes were now covered in mud and became filthy.

They could no longer bear it and wanted to take the risk and sneak into the nearby town.

If Su Xing had not secretly driven away some ferocious beasts and some easy-to-hunt animals to the vicinity during the past few days, their lives would have been much more difficult.

Besides that, Su Xing was speechless to find that although the people from the church had not arrived in the past few days, some greedy town residents had already started looking for them in the dense forest.

Fortunately, through Stella's witch book, he saw a magic that could influence ordinary people with weak wills, making them lost like a ghost and unable to find their witchcraft.

Otherwise, it will definitely be more troublesome.

At this moment, just as his clairaudience had awakened and he discovered another group of people approaching, he subconsciously used his clairvoyance to look over and was about to cast some witchcraft or magic, but he was stunned.

In his sight, five men appeared, dressed like soldiers, tall in stature, with swords hanging from their waists, holding muskets, and looking around vigilantly.

Especially the conversations between these people caught his attention.

"Is this the place your majesty was talking about?"

"Where the hell is that witch?!"

"We've been looking for it for so long and still haven't found it. Could it be a false rumor?"

The five burly soldiers had annoyed looks on their faces.

Listening to their conversation, Su Xing showed curiosity in his eyes.

"His Majesty, King George I of Great Britain?"

Thinking about it, out of curiosity, he decided to ask the five soldiers.

The next second, five strong soldiers who were searching for the witch in the dense forest with alert expressions heard a curious voice that could not be distinguished between male and female.

"What are you five doing looking for that witch?"

As soon as this mysterious voice sounded, the four people of Freyn's hair stood on end and they looked at each other in horror.

"Did everyone hear it?"

They hurriedly turned around and looked around, but did not see anyone.

This time, they were even more frightened and almost lost their legs due to fear.

There was clearly no one around, but someone seemed to be whispering in their ears...

This is a little scary.

"Who is talking to us, a ghost?" Frayn asked cautiously.

The next second, the mysterious voice sounded again, "Answer my question."

The four people of Freyn shuddered all over.

Thinking that this was not something that needed to be kept secret, they told each other everything.

"King George I heard that there was a powerful witch here, who could keep people young forever, give them money and power, and bring them back to life, so he sent us here."

The bearded Freyne said, "Your Majesty hopes to get something from the witch, and then His Majesty also promised to provide some help based on the value of the gift."

A few hundred meters away.

After listening to what these soldiers said, Su Xing was not too surprised, as he had expected it.

However, he was also somewhat speechless.

These people all have the same thoughts as the small town residents, such as eternal youth, money, power, resurrection of the dead, etc.

Thinking about it, Su Xing couldn't help but think of some things he had read in modern books about George I.

George I, now 66 years old, has only one year left to live. He will die of a stroke in June next year...

The next second, he spoke lightly.

The mysterious voice echoed in the ears of Freyn's five soldiers.

"Instead of trying to help me, he should think about himself first. Next June, his life will end."

A mysterious voice echoed.

Upon hearing this, the four people including Freyn in the dense forest fell into silence, with surprise and shock on their faces.

What does it mean!
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