Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 93 Sigmund IV (1)

Dark and dreary, the dungeon lies deep beneath the foundations of Ashhall's Smuggler Castle, its stone walls thick with grime gleaming with decay in the light of the torches at the end of the iron bars.

The stench of mold and excrement made Sigmund Miriam, holding the torch, pinch his nose.

"Her Majesty has ordered that no one can enter here without her permission," the guard warned him.

The guards wore grime-stained tunics emblazoned with the blue dragon of the Korva family.Under the long coat was a tattered iron armor, and he looked at Sigmund from above, with an imposing manner.

The guards may not be tall for ordinary people, but for Sigmund, everyone except the dwarf is watching him high.

"For the gods' sake, Thomas," Sigmund complained, "I knew your parents, I watched you grow up in this castle, and I even gave you presents when you became a guard. "

"Yes, a broken urinal." Guard Thomas's blond hair was plastered to his forehead with sweat and grime, and his blue eyes didn't appreciate it. "I can't lose my head by letting you in because you gave me a urinal, Lord Sigmund."

"You don't have to let me in," Sigmund narrowed his eyes, "I just sneaked in when you were distracted by an annoying fly, and you didn't notice me."

"It makes no difference at all." Thomas shook his head stubbornly.

Sigmund sighed softly, and took out a money bag from his waist.He could feel Thomas' fiery gaze immediately drawn to the melodious clink of coins.

Sigmund grabbed a handful of silver coins in one hand and placed them one by one in the other hand.

"Help, Thomas." Sigmund held the six silver coins in his palm and asked the guards for a price.

"My loyalty to Her Majesty the Queen cannot be measured by money, let alone be bought by her." Thomas said pretending to be serious.

"Tsk." Sigmund smacked his lips, and took out more silver coins from his purse.

"Twenty silver coins, Thomas, you won't be able to earn this money for three months," Sigmund said.

"You've never been here." The guard happily took the silver coin Sigmund handed him, and made way for him.

What a greedy little bastard, he cursed secretly.

Sigmund walked slowly into the dark corridor of the cell, looking for familiar faces.The deeper he went, the more he could smell the misery and despair inside.

The prisoners were chained to a stone wall, and they were topless, wearing only a pair of ragged linen trousers.They became weak and emaciated due to lack of food and water, and there was no shortage of people who were driven crazy by the oppressive atmosphere. They kept roaring hoarsely and lowly in the cell, knocking on the stone wall, and finally sat down against the wall feebly.

The dukes and their families are in this dungeon, thought Sigmund.It was all a mistake, Queen Lozaria swore to Vivalia's lily crown, but she broke her oath immediately.

What kind of king did he serve?The tragic scene of Wang Wanglin is still vivid, the sound of horns, horseshoes, screams and steel collisions, the overturned thick soup and fire, the guards and nobles falling in a pool of blood, and the crazy face of his young queen.

"Damn it, can you tell these cowards to shut up?" There was a strong curse from the cell not far in front of Sigmund.

He trotted forward through the shallow puddle, splashing water and staining his blue linen robes.

"Lord Conrad, are you alright?" Sigmund asked eagerly, holding up the torch to illuminate the face of the bald man opposite the iron fence.

"Oh, 'Little Giant', have you come to see me?" Kondrade Welker asked him with a giggle, widening his blue eyes.

"Reckless Bear"'s hands and feet were tightly bound by iron chains. He was wearing a thin white linen long coat covered in dirt, and sat against the stone wall in a fairly comfortable posture.

Conrad's family was locked up with him.His son, Mirosla, was resting with his eyes closed; his two daughters, Cecilia and Anita, were leaning on the shoulders of their mother, Madame Charina, their eyes dimmed.

"I'm sorry for the situation you're in," said Sigmund reproachfully. "I was kept in the dark myself."

He didn't have any affection for the dukes, especially Konrad, who nicknamed him and mocked him, but Sigmund didn't approve of Her Majesty's capture and poisoning of them.

She broke her oath, and the gods have no mercy on the one who breaks the oath.

When Igmer of Hastza led his allied forces north, Boris, the leader of the Sot tribe, broke his oath to the ancient gods, betrayed the other Vivalian tribes, and fought with Igmer I. A deal was struck—gold for his loyalty.

What follows is the familiar history. "Emperor" Igomel conquered the entire territory of Vivalia, and the leaders of Vivalia were expelled from their hometown, and only Boris stayed.

But the ancient gods did not let him break his oath, he was cursed for life, he was blind, unable to fight, his ears were filled with screams of pain that would never stop, he died a tragic death, alone by people forget.

But now, the dukes are accused of treason, and there will be a civil war in the kingdom, because they have a legitimate reason to rebel.

"It's absurd that the queen calls us traitors," said Condrad with disgust, blowing heavily and disheveling his white beard.

"Have we committed any act of treason? Rezad Korva was killed by her own guards, and now she blames us!"

Sigmund's mouth trembled slightly, he did not agree with the "reckless bear".The king "The Merciful" Rezad Korva died unexpectedly, and the guard who murdered him died strangely without giving any information. He did not believe that there was no conspiracy of the dukes.

But the rest of the Duke of Ironcrown is not wrong, not to mention that 30 years have passed since the death of King Rezard. At that time, only Julius Doctor was the Duke of Brumbell Castle among these Dukes , the others were either not born or have not succeeded to the throne.

Although the queen arrested them for treason, she took revenge on other families as the head of the family.The Vivarians have always had a tradition of vengeance, and it seems that the Korva family will not easily forget this blood feud.

Queen Lozaria had no convincing evidence to prove that the dukes had anything to do with King Rezad's death, so it would be arbitrary to poison their wine and kill or arrest them rashly.

"I'm relieved to see you so lively." Sigmund changed the topic and said, "I thought you couldn't make it through."

(End of this chapter)