Chapter 167: King George I Seeks Help from the Witch
Chapter 167: George I Seeks Help from a Witch
"His Majesty King George I?"
"what happened to you?"
Looking at George I who suddenly fell unconscious in the carriage, they had a look of confusion in their eyes.
They couldn't understand why His Majesty George was fine one moment and fainted the next.
Could it be that the prophecy is true?
Or maybe it was the evil witch who did something?
Thinking of this, a middle-aged man with a mustache immediately shouted to the Bishop of York, "Bishop, come and see if His Majesty has been cursed!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Bishop York nodded solemnly, and with several priests, he surrounded His Majesty George I and took out various exorcism items.
The cross, holy water, etc. were placed on the body of His Majesty George I.
For a long while, nothing happened.
Bishop York almost had the answer, and frowned, "Your Majesty has not been cursed, nor has he encountered any evil witchcraft..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell silent. Everyone, whether it was the royal family, nobles, or the soldiers who had gathered around, had a look of surprise on their faces.
"How come there isn't?"
"Bishop York, would you like to check again?"
As they expected, it must be the evil witch who did something, otherwise how could His Majesty become like this?
"No need to check, I am sure that your Majesty's coma has nothing to do with curses and witchcraft!" Bishop York shook his head.
At this time.
The doctor accompanying the convoy hurried out, and in the gaze of everyone, came to the side of His Majesty George I and began to examine his physical abnormalities.
At the same time, he asked the people around him about what they observed at the time.
Soon, he had a horrified guess in his mind, and he stammered, "Your Majesty's symptoms are somewhat like... like a stroke, a cerebrovascular disease."
"I'm not sure whether it is true or not. We have to wait until His Majesty George I wakes up and observe it..."
Then he explained what kind of disease stroke is.
When they learned the details of the disease, Bishop York and others were stunned, with shock on their faces.
An incurable terminal illness that either kills or causes disability?
Cerebral infarction, cerebral ischemia, or cerebral hemorrhage?
Unbelievable discussions emerged.
"Terminal illness. Doesn't this mean that His Majesty George I cannot be cured?"
"Your Majesty will not die?"
"Is the witch's prophecy going to come true?"
As they spoke, everyone present felt a chill down their spines.
Just now, no one took the witch's prophecy seriously, but now...
Looking at George I lying in the carriage, motionless...
I don’t know how many people felt fear in their hearts, fearing the witch and the prophecy.
Some people are hoping for luck.
"It might just be a coincidence. Maybe His Majesty George will be fine!"
"Yep!"
At this moment, they could only comfort themselves that nothing would happen to His Majesty George I and that the prophecy would not come true.
Since they were not too far from Hanover and it was impossible for them to return the same way, they discussed for a while and decided to continue heading towards Hanover while waiting for George I to wake up.
The time has come on January 6st.
They successfully reached the territory of Hanover, but George I remained in a coma and has not woken up yet.
Seeing that His Majesty George I had been in a coma for so long, the doctors and church personnel discussed and used some special methods on His Majesty George I. Early in the morning.
Surrounded by a crowd of people, George I slowly opened his eyes from the bed.
However, although he was awake, he was horrified to find that he could not control his limbs.
"I...I...what's wrong..."
George I spoke with crooked eyes and a slanted mouth, and his words were unclear.
Seeing this scene, Bishop York and others who were surrounding the bed, as well as a famous doctor, were almost certain.
His Majesty King George I did suffer a stroke!
Faced with the questions from His Majesty George I, they hesitated and did not dare to answer at all, for fear of irritating the other party.
However, even if they didn't say it, George I was aware of it.
His eyes widened, his heart filled with despair and fear, and he recalled the prophecy made to him by the mysterious witch in the Witch Forest.
Next June will be the end of his life!
Originally he sneered and mocked, thinking that the prophecy was false and the witch was a fraud.
Now, he doesn't think so anymore, and his heart is filled with regret.
This prophecy turned out to be true!
"No, no, I... don't want to... die..."
On the luxurious bed, George I looked extremely ugly.
No one laughed at him, but everyone present was still frightened and felt a sense of grief.
George I looked at the Bishop of York and the doctor with hope, wanting to ask them for help.
However, they all avoided his gaze, as if they were afraid to face him, which made him quickly understand the situation.
In despair, George I suddenly thought of something, and hope appeared in his eyes again. He murmured, "Witch..."
That witch could even predict his death so accurately, and even tell it a year in advance. It was so scary!
He thought of the rumors about the witch.
Rumor has it that the witch can keep people young forever, give them money and power, and resurrect the dead, etc...
He didn't believe it at first, but now he couldn't help but believe it a little.
Maybe this witch can save him!
Everyone beside the bed naturally heard George I's expression and what he said, and they were shocked.
What His Majesty King George I could think of, they could naturally think of as well.
Bishop York had a bad feeling in his heart and frowned, "Your Majesty, that witch is a heretic. What's the difference between seeking help from her and making a deal with the devil?"
"Even if she's helping, she definitely doesn't have good intentions!"
However, George I would not listen to his advice. Although he also believed in God, even he could not remain calm when faced with the great terror between life and death.
"guard!"
King George I looked hard at the guard in the corner and ordered him to send someone to find the witch.
Under the gaze of the crowd, the guards hurried away with orders.
However, this move by His Majesty George I was doomed to be in vain.
He originally suffered from severe cerebrovascular disease, and he was able to wake up with the help of special means, so he couldn't hold on for long.
Coupled with the ups and downs of emotions, George I, who was lying on the bed, felt dizzy and then fainted.
"His Majesty!"
There were exclamations.
After a while, after checking, they came to a conclusion.
His Majesty King George I has passed away!
Looking at George I lying on the bed, pale and lifeless, the ministers, nobles, royal family, and church personnel present all had extremely complicated expressions.
(End of this chapter)