Natalie returned to the carriage to pick up the letter and was still worried. Aleval''s identity is suspicious. If he is really a spy sent by yanush or Swedes, it means that his whereabouts and mitzkevich have been exposed as early as Krakow. And they just don''t arrest themselves, obviously they have a bigger plot. Although Natalie doesn''t know what the plot is.


    So Natalie must find out aleval''s true identity as soon as possible in order to come up with a solution.


    As it happens, there is someone here who should know the details of aleval. This is oxana.


    "Good lady, I really didn''t know aleval and the priest. As I said before, I just wanted to give them a ride."


    When Natalie questioned Oksana, the latter pretended to be at a loss, as if she really didn''t know anything.


    Natalie looked at Oksana''s cunning eyes. She took ten Taylor out of her pocket and put them in front of Oksana.


    "I saw you sitting together in the pub. Dare you say you don''t know them? To be honest, it''s good for you."


    Oksana''s eyes lit up. She quickly took ten Tylers and put them in her pocket. Then she said to Natalie, "aleval is really aleval. I''ve seen him in Werner. It''s a chance to meet him."


    Aleval Chechen did deliberately call him aleval, and Oksana felt that she didn''t deceive Natalie by saying so.


    Natalie nodded. She then asked why spasokukotsky called him head. As an opening fee for Oksana, Natalie paid ten more Taylor.


    "The priest named spasokukotsky is teasing the boy. You don''t think a 15-year-old can be the head! But I know that aleval''s uncle is an official under Prince yanush, maybe his uncle''s official head." oxana gave this explanation.


    Natalie accepted the answer. She asked the last question: Why did aleval meet himself so coincidentally in the pub and on the road.


    Oksana was about to take her 30th Taylor today, but her hand touched Natalie''s cold blade.


    "If you don''t answer this question honestly, you''ll never have to answer it," Natalie said coldly. Her tone of voice convinced Oksana that she absolutely did what she said.


    "Coincidence, everything is coincidence. I can only say that the meeting between you and aleval was the will of God. I didn''t say it at the tavern. Later, on the road, it was the Swedish dragon cavalry who wanted to rob the two gentlemen''s horses. Just when they were about to succeed, you showed up. It''s not fate. What''s the arrangement? Beauty saves the hero? It''s just." Oksana withdrew her hand, Said with a trembling face.


    Hearing that Oksana actually described aleval as a hero, Natalie felt that Oksana insulted the word hero when she thought of the embarrassing way aleval hid under the carriage. However, hearing Oksana say so, Natalie''s hanging heart was finally put down. Natalie believes that Gypsies will not cheat themselves, because all Gypsies love money.


    When she found out, Natalie turned and returned to the monastery.


    Natalie may have forgotten that Gypsies not only love money, but also lie.


    After Natalie left, Oksana wiped the sweat from her forehead.


    "I took you two thousand Taylor, and I''ll repay you by helping you cheat this girl this time." Oksana said to herself. She decided to run away when Cherchen came back and explained the matter, otherwise she might catch herself in another situation.


    Natalie was walking on the steps up the mountain. She was thinking about what she said after seeing the vice president, but the more she thought about the president''s firm attitude when she met him for the first time, the less sure she was that the vice president could persuade him to change her mind.


    At this time, an old beggar sitting on the road stretched out to Natalie with a broken bowl in her thin chicken claw like hand.


    "Please, beautiful lady," the old beggar begged.


    Natalie stopped. She reached for her pocket and found that all her money had been given to the gypsy woman.


    Looking at the old beggar''s outstretched hand and expectant eyes, Natalie hesitated for a while, but she immediately took off a silver button on her clothes and put it into the old beggar''s bowl.


    "May the virgin bless you, old mother," said Natalie.


    "May the virgin bless you, too, child," said the old beggar. Suddenly, the old beggar''s voice changed, her old voice became gentle and mellow, and her wrinkled face became extremely holy:


    "Don''t despair, don''t give up. The Savior will come and drive the devil''s Legion out of this country with the people who sincerely serve God."


    Natalie was speechless with surprise. She looked at the old beggar and asked in a trembling voice, "who are you?"


    The old beggar smiled and looked like the face of the goddess of national protection.


    "Virgin!" Natalie shouted.


    People nearby were surprised by the sound and looked at her involuntarily.


    The old beggar in front of her changed back to her old appearance, as if everything just now was an illusion.


    But Natalie knew it was true. She made a pious cross on her chest, said thank you to the old beggar, and then walked quickly up the mountain.


    Instead of looking for the vice abbot, Natalie went straight back to the Abbot''s room. She handed the old city councilor''s letter to Dean koldzki.


    President koldzki picked up the reading glasses. It took him a long time to read the letter.


    "Although poglexie and I are not friends, he is also the benefactor of our monastery. He rarely asks. If it is anything else, I will help without hesitation. But this matter... And your letter should be given to Vice President shiratskov," said the abbot in embarrassment.


    Obviously, he was still worried that it would be bad for the monastery.


    "Dear Dean, all I see along the way are enslaved people, aristocrats who indulge in pleasure and desperate people who hide in Tibet. To tell you the truth, even I feel that this country is going to be hopeless. But just now, when I went up the mountain, an old beggar told me like a prophecy, telling me not to despair, and people will wake up soon. I dare not I beg you to give me the crown, but I beg you not to give it to the Swedes, let it stay in our hands longer, and don''t let people despair! "Natalie said with trembling emotion.


    "Oh, my God!" Dean koldzki suddenly stood up. He said in a trembling voice:


    "Is this true?"


    "Absolutely true!"


    Dean koldtsky stamped back and forth. The president is also a patriot. When Krakow was surrounded, he also donated food to Stefan charnietsky''s general army. Only after the fall of Krakow, the abbot had to make a false deal with the invaders for the sake of the monastery.


    At last he seemed to make a great decision:


    "I can''t give you the crown, because it will bring disaster to you and the monastery. But I can promise you that I will hide the crown and claim that it has been lost."


    "Thank you sincerely, Dean!" Natalie knelt down and kissed the hem of the dean''s white robe.