Seeing that the military judge said this, Diognis could only reluctantly ask him to inquire into the matter as soon as possible, and then turned to Gawain and Peter, and said, "Since there is no room for accommodation in the palace of Juquantina, we can only go to the block in front and find a suitable place to stay." ”

"I have an old relationship with the patriarch of St. John's Cathedral in the Golden Gate of the city, why don't we go to the Golden Gate, where there are free and tidy beds and apartments." Peter's proposal, but it was quickly rejected by Theognes with scoff, "We have already handed over the guides, so we must wait outside the city, for Your Majesty will never receive anyone inside the Golden Gate." In addition, how can you and I enter the Golden Dome, we have an eyebrow another day, and we must take a detour to enter through the bridge gate. ”

As a result, the three of them had to walk further north towards the city of Varangia, bypassing the Jukuntina Palace, for according to the Commander, there was an imperial tomb in front of it, a large cistern in front of it where the mounts could drink, and there were more cheap inns to stay in.

Soon, Gawain saw that the imperial tomb in the mouth of the guard was built on a low hill, and many buildings had collapsed and destroyed, "Travelers, envoys, this is the tomb of Emperor St. Basil, sorry, although only decades have passed, it is already like this." But Gawain could still see that the bronze sculpture of St. Basilly holding a spear still stood proudly on the hill, as if guarding the sea and the land, and the cistern at the foot of the hill was surrounded by a forest, and there was an endless stream of people who came to drink, Peter sat by the pool to rest, and Gawain and Theognis led two horses and a mule forward. Suddenly, there was a commotion, and some foreigners began to say, "Come and see, the emperor of the Greeks has executed the prisoner!" It's right here at the torture wall of the Imperial Tomb! ”

The crowd was stirred up, and Gawain, with the sword of phosphorus and fire on his back, went to join in the bustle, and when he turned the corner of the wall by the side of the Imperial Tomb, he saw that in the ring at the entrance of the Imperial Tomb, there stood a high wall of half a circle of marble, carved with reliefs, presumably to praise the great deeds of Emperor St. Basil's conquest - but now this wall had been turned into a place of execution, and there was a whole row of men with a noose on it, all of whom were covered by black cloaks, and stood on the gangplank.

A springboard was behind it, and the executioner slammed it away, "Good! Amid the thunderous cheers of the crowd of onlookers, the prisoner fell sharply with the lasso, then "squeaked" and kicked his legs in mid-air, then swayed back and forth, striking the wall, never to move again.

And then there's the next one

"These men were in the bazaar on the streets of Metz, and were openly spreading rumors of the defeat of the Imperial Lord Caesar, and the imminent siege of the capital by the heathens, and were wanted by the postmen of the Mayor's subordinates—and here His Majesty the Emperor personally advised all Roman citizens, freemen, merchants, and foreign friends, that the present Emperor was as safe as it had been for seven hundred years, and that no force in the sea, land, and sky could take it, and that if such a frightening lie was propagated any more, that would be the end of it, Set an example! An official in a top hat read aloud the emperor's edict in his hand.

"His Majesty the Emperor is bound to triumph again and again!" In the crowd, I don't know who raised their hands to take the lead in chanting, and then similar shouts came and went.

Gawain crossed his arms, thinking that this kind of farce was simply enough, and he came from Asia Minor, and of course knew that McAulinus. Ducasse had been beaten to such misery by the Emir of Nicaea Zahaas that he had abandoned all of his territory in Asia Minor and retreated to the fortress of Gallipoli on the other side of the strait—perhaps by the end of spring the Turkic fleet would come and besiege the city, and the Emperor's lies would be shattered, and the panic would be even worse than if it had been made public.

At this time, Gawain saw the guard next to him, the other party had black eyebrows and looked thoughtful, but he didn't say anything, and it was also part of his duty to cover up the ugliness of the royal family

After nightfall, they and a few retinues carrying luggage and weapons came to a block about five hundred feet from the torture wall, where there was an apartment dormitory that Diognis was familiar with, the whole building was divided into two floors, the boss and his attendants were all on the first floor, and this place also served as a stable, a restaurant, and many other functions, and there was a pile of hay in the corner. The second floor is the guest's accommodation area, with no separate rooms, all of which are three or two layers of thick wooden beds close together, and the snoring inside is like thunder. The attendant led them up the stairs with the candle in his hand, and at last the attendant saw Peter and Gawain with rosaries and crosses, and could not bear it any longer, so he asked politely, "The guest must be an envoy serving the Lord, so I would like to ask you, do you say that when the Virgin Mary conceived the Son, was she conceived in the flesh or in the Holy Spirit?" ”

"It is with the Holy Spirit, for Our Lady is pure and at the same time maternal." Peter didn't think twice.

Then Gawain saw that the waiter's face had changed, and he muttered, "Isn't God connected to our flesh through the flesh?" ”

Then the waiter placed the candle flame on the bedframe and ran down, and could hear him talking fiercely to several of his companions, and perhaps the boss and the hostess. But Gawain was so tired that he thought he should let it go, so he hung his sword on the bedframe, and then another attendant came up with hot water to wash the feet of the guests, as if he had prepared them, and began to ask Peter, "Dear monk, I come to ask you, whether the Father produces the Holy Spirit, or the Father and the Son produce the Holy Spirit?" ”

"It is the Father and the Son who produce it, and the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are Trinity." Peter continued to reply.

Gawain could see that the waiter was trembling all over, as if his ears had been burned by demonic flames, and if he hadn't been an extremely courteous waiter, he would have poured boiling hot water on our heads on the spot.

"Hey, you have to stop arguing, or I'm afraid they'll kill us when we go to bed at night!" After the waiter had left, amidst the sleeping snoring of the other guests, Gawain took Peter's arm and whispered urgently, "The people in this city are so weird, they all look like fundamentalists." ”

"Everyone in the imperial capital, even the slaves who rubbed the bathers and burned the stove, were theologians, don't you talk about the popular one in the city of Rome here, do you understand it according to the local customs? You have to say that the Father produced the Holy Spirit and that the Virgin conceived the Son in the flesh! Over there, the guard officer was also anxiously trying to correct it.