Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 132 Hadgar VI (1)

"Do you think this will work?" Foy asked uneasily, touching the expensive red silk sleeves attached to his wrists.

"This is the only way, it must work." Hadgar Grayman prayed to the gods in his heart rarely, and he completely covered his face with his helmet. "If someone wants to talk to you, you should smile politely and say as little as possible. Forget it, don't say anything, you'll be dumb from now on."

"But none of us understand Vivalian, and I have a bad feeling, Hadgar."

Hadgar looked around the hall, hundreds of nobles, priests and knights of Vivalia Kingdom in their robes and sleeveless coats, waiting for the start of the Kingdom Council, hoping that no one noticed these two Standing in the lower corner on the left, a person dressed as a noblewoman and her retinue.

"They all speak Hastza, didn't the clerk speak?" Hadgar whispered, "Because it is a more superior and noble language."

"I hope you don't harm us," Foy muttered in a low voice, "I don't know why you changed your mind midway, didn't you say we should stay away from that boy, you almost frightened to death when you saw him."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm just a little surprised." Hadgar protested dissatisfiedly, the eyebrows under the helmet were huddled together. "I didn't allow him to get away so easily, he ruined my life."

He originally wanted to escape from Fort Erno of the Yarus family and stay away from the "Golden Eagle", but where could he escape?He has run out of the Hastza Empire, where should he go next?Drax?Or go to be a wildling in the Black Forest?

He and the "Golden Eagle" still had an unsettled account, and this time he was hiding in the dark, monitoring the boy's every move.If he could take this opportunity to find the answers to all the questions in his mind, he would be able to better plan future plans and countermeasures.

"I was comparing sizes. Not everyone can wear all the clothes flat and without ups and downs like you." Hadgar teased heartlessly, "Knight Shaner must not be interested in climbing mountains. He seems to prefer the flat prairie.”

This frightened him, Hadgar looked back vigilantly, and saw a young man who was half a head shorter than him smiling at them with harelips. Sharp, brown eyes that made Hadgar uncomfortable.

"quiet!"

Everyone made way for the duke. Hadgar frowned and looked at the man in the golden robe on the sedan chair. He could tell something strange from his stiff sitting posture and strange arm placement.

"who are you?"

"What a tragedy, may the gods bless them." Foy said apologetically.

"She is the daughter of Sir Siegmund Kosik of Elnoburg, Xenia." Hadgar said the lie he had thought up before naturally.

Zimovet nodded slightly and looked at Foy, "Beautiful young lady, what is your name?"

"You have the same name as my mother," Zimovit Zarek said, raising his eyebrows, "but she is seven years younger than me, and she is the daughter of Jarus Perk. She just married my father, but now she is just as lifeless as he is."

"How did you know……?"

Just as everyone stood up in an orderly manner and waited for the parliament to start, the shouts of the guards in front of the gate interrupted all this again.A few knights came in carrying a small wooden sedan chair with a backrest, on which sat a haggard blond man, the gloomy face still could not conceal his handsome facial features with sharp edges and corners.

Sitting on the high seat above the stairs are four people: Duke Jarus Perk who appeared in Ernoburg before and the "Golden Eagle", a man wearing a black silk gown with three golden wheel patterns on his chest A handsome man, and an old man with pale hair who was also dressed in black, but with a lion pattern on his chest.

"I hope that lady is okay..." Foy said worriedly.

"I think we can start." Duke Yarus, who didn't have much hair, looked at the young man on his right and the "golden eagle" on his left, and announced to the people in Hastza.

"All of this is the will of the gods, whether it is dead or alive." Zimovet said strange words.

"The Duke can do whoever he wants in his territory, regardless of gender, and he doesn't need to have any looks or a healthy body." A man's voice floated behind Hadgar.

"Since when have you worried about what happened to other people?" Hadgar asked with a frivolous smile, "We just borrowed her clothes and did nothing else."

Although Hadgar didn't know exactly what happened in Vivalia Kingdom, he knew that the duke's family was at war with the royal family's Corva family, and the castle was full of mouths saying that the Queen had betrayed them.

"The Duke of Crowfield City, Marius Jagoron!"

"Otherwise, who would enter the hall in a sedan chair? His limbs are useless." Hadgar shook his head, "It's a pity for this good face, I bet all the women in the kingdom are willing to sacrifice their chastity for him, but no A man likes to have sex with a dead body."

"He's a cripple," Hadgar whispered to Foy. "He couldn't control his hands and feet."

"Of course, of course we know your brother."

"You...you are too much!" Foy glared at him in embarrassment.

"You knocked her out!" Foy said, "And I saw you squeeze her ass..."

The eyelids of the man with harelips twitched, and Hadgar caught the momentary disappearance. He seemed displeased with this question.

Foy smiled politely at Zimovit with harelips, and then looked at Hadgar begging for help.

"Zimowit Zarek, the son of Lesek Zarek, Duke of Rock Pit City and Karbenburg, you should know my brother who sits on it, Felician Zarek." He introduced.

Hearing a loud shout from the guard at the end of the hall, the audience suddenly fell silent.

The soldiers lifted the sedan chair to the high seat, carefully moved up the steps, and placed the blond disabled Duke on the leftmost seat. He nodded to the four people on the left.

"Let the council begin," said the old man sitting to the left of the cripple.

The young man sitting in the middle stood up. This man was his brother Felician, the son of the Duke of Rock Pit, whom Zimovet had just mentioned.

"The most honorable lords and priests of the Kingdom of Vivaria," he said in a slightly trembling and nervous excited voice, "I tell you with the most grief and indignation that Queen Lozaria Corva has betrayed you. all of us.”

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(End of this chapter)