Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 86 Monty VI (3)

"Maybe, I don't know." The soldier was uncertain, "When the Duke wakes up, he will naturally have orders. After fighting back and forth with the Doctor's family for so many years, maybe this time we will become a common enemy Allies."

"Did you see the Doctors escape?" asked the rider. "I just kept going, and didn't even dare to look back."

"No, I'm the same as you." The soldier said, "Those people are bloody black soldiers who kill people without batting an eyelid. It's normal for them not to escape."

"This is so fucking scary," exclaimed the rider.

War is coming, Monty thought, looking at his ass.No, the war has come.

"Who is it?" He heard a voice from above.

"Your Duke, Lek Mostek, and his family! Open the door quickly, I need to see your Master Teo!"

Melch Mostkron replied, his voice was richer and more majestic than the high-pitched voice of the "Duke of Bone" that Monty had heard in King's Grove.

"I didn't see the four white snake flags!" shouted the guard on the city wall, "You are not from the Mostek family!"

"That's because there's no time to bring the flag back, idiot! We're ambushed!"

Melch Mostek scolded, "I am Melch Mostek, the commander of Bone Heap City. I have four white snakes tattooed on my clothes. Keep your eyes open!"

"I'm sorry, my lord!" The guard quickly apologized after confirming his identity, "Quickly open the door and put down the fishing bridge!"

The gate opened with the sound of chains, the fishing bridge was lowered, and the team of the Mostek family entered Dark Anvil under the leadership of "Black Hart".

Monty tilted his head to get a clear view of the castle, but he could only see the stone walls painted black and two tall square towers.

The flag hanging on the tower has a pattern of a white man standing and striking iron, and the rest is blocked by the back of the rider.

"Little prince, come home."

Only after the rider dismounted and carried him to the ground did Monty see the whole of Dark Anvil.

The castle made of high black walls was not big, but the walls should be fifty feet high.It is located on a hill not far from the river, surrounded by a moat, and protected by an outer slope under the ravine.

The front wall of Dark Anvil had four towers, and they were jet-black like the walls, making their wood look like slate, but it was just sandstone painted with black paint, and Monty could see the stones on the corners. Poe's fading marks.

He couldn't stand firm, and knelt on the grass again, his hands were tied behind his back, and his legs had no strength, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"Do you need my help?" the rider asked strangely as he led his horse, "His Royal Highness?"

He handed the reins to the groom who went out to greet him, and helped Monty up, while another soldier carried the unconscious Lek Mostek on his back.

In order to hurry, they did not choose a more comfortable carriage, and everyone had to ride on horseback.

Mrs. Clara, who couldn't ride a horse, was put on the horse like her husband, and was led by other riders.

A group of twenty or so people walked into Dark Anvil Castle. Monty was shoved and shoved by the soldiers and staggered at the end of the team. The groom led the horses into the stable on the right and brought fresh hay.

The horses were obviously exhausted. They greedily sipped the water in the tank, blowing heavily through their nostrils, and panting like whistling.

In addition to the stables, the courtyard of Dark Anvil Castle also has a training ground with some wooden weapons and shields on the left, and a taller round fortress in front of Monty.

"We need some new horses," Melch Mostek told the grooms solemnly, "These horses need to rest, and I will have someone bring them back to Bonepiles City in a few days."

He wore a black deerskin jacket embroidered with four white snakes, with two antler tips on the shoulders.

His long black hair and dark brown eyes did make him look like a Hastza, but his strong-looking face had only a few mustaches that paled in comparison to Hastza's signature beard.

"Okay, my lord." The grooms bowed respectfully.

"Where is your doctor?" Lek Mostek's eldest son, Simon, asked the guards of Dark Anvil anxiously. "My father needs treatment. He, he is poisoned!"

He was dressed in a fine black velvet gown, dark brown breeches and black leather boots.

He has long black hair that falls to his shoulders, dark brown eyes that are always erratic, a sharp nose, and he stutters when he is anxious.It was not for nothing that the soldiers called him "a coward," and he was indeed cowardly.

"Bogumir is our only physician. He just left the city this morning." The Dark Anvil guard replied, "but the priests are still there. They are in the temple of Eher in the castle."

"That's all right, call them," said Simon Mostek. "My father hasn't eaten or drank anything for almost five days. If they can recognize what poison he has, I will be happy." Great reward."

The soldiers bowed and saluted, and then rushed to the inner fort.

Then, "Black Deer" led a group of people directly into the interior of the main building fortress. He asked the servants in the kitchen on the first floor to bring all the food and wine on the table, and went to find their butler and the earl master.

They walked into the hall on the second floor through the stone steps, and Monty could see that Melch Mostek was very familiar with the structure of the castle.

At the end of the airy hall is the fireplace and the black oak chair and long table where the master sat. With "Black Deer" as the leader, the Mosteks swaggered to the high seats and sat down, while Lek Mostek A dish is usually placed on one of the wooden tables.

Monty stood obediently, not wanting to look around, let alone open his mouth, thinking about potential escape plans all the time.

"Untie him," Merci Mostek ordered to the soldiers.

Monty's hands tied behind the hemp rope were finally freed, and he moved his shoulders, trying to relieve the soreness caused by the twisted arms.

He touched his hands distressedly, the rough binding had already worn away his wrists, revealing light red abrasion marks and wounds, and every bump on the horse's back would re-grab the place where he had just begun to heal break.

In less than five days, Monty's hands and feet were covered with new bright red calluses. He was not used to the difficult journey and poor treatment.

"Sit with us, boy," said Melch Mostek, tapping his forefinger on the chair to his right, in Hastza, the first time Blackbuck had spoken to Mundy. say.

I'm not a boy, I'm a man, thought Monty.

Although he felt a little strange about "Black Hart"'s intentions, Monty still listened to the younger brother of the Duke of Bonestone, and sat beside him pretending to be relaxed.

(End of this chapter)