A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The soldiers pushed Garland and the two into the dungeon rudely. With a clatter, the iron door closed and they turned and left.

The light in the dungeon is very dark, only the oil lamp hanging on the wall of the dungeon hall emits a faint yellow light, making people barely recognize the outline of the surrounding things.

There was another prisoner in a huge dungeon, but everyone was lifeless. Even if he saw a newcomer being pushed in, he just raised his eyelids and then lowered his eyes again, indifferently.

Garland stood in the dungeon, his head drooped silently, his hands tied behind him.

He squeezed his lips, the shadow of the long thin eyelashes covered the look of his eyes, and the long golden hair fell from his side cheeks, covering his half-red cheeks.

Shulos, who hadn't said anything like a wooden man since the beginning of the incident, leaned over and looked at the red cheeks.

He whispered: "What? Young Master, feel wronged?"

Garlan said nothing, her lips tightened.

"Since you decide to come here, you should be prepared not to be trusted."

Shulos shrugged.

"A child is a child, and he can't stand any grievances." He said with some emotion, "As a powerless civilian, even a low-level pariah, how much grievances will be suffered every day, and may even be wronged. To death, a noble young master like you simply can't imagine it."

Gallan looked up at him. Although he was trying to suppress it, his eyes still showed a faint anger.

"I have never been treated like this."

He said that the tone was very blunt.

Shulos smiled.

"Civilians who have been at the bottom since birth have been accustomed to this stifling life. It is a slap in the face. It is nothing to them at all, and it is not as important as their meal."

He said, "Young Master, if you are a civilian, you cannot live with your character at all."

Garland was silent for a moment and suddenly got angry.

"Obviously I came here to help them, but instead locked me up. This group of people is sick of their brains, right? Especially that guy-that guy, who deserves to die! Should be crushed to death by mountains, deserve to be The water drowned, I let him die!"

He kicked the iron door fiercely, and the iron door clattered.

"Such a big thing like torrents has to be confirmed even if it's a lie, right? If you have a brain, think about it and know that no one will lie about it! It's a group of pig brains! Pig brains!"

After cursing in one breath, Gallan took a deep breath.

Then, he looked quietly at Shulos.

"We have to find a way to go out, the torrents will not give us too much time."

"........."

Gallana's expression changed too quickly, and the first second was like a child who lost his temper, turning his head and calmly discussing the torrents with him, which made Shulos a little confused.

He couldn't help crying and saying, "I said, you just said that even if they die, why did you turn your head and get anxious?"

"In a bad mood, you have to scold and vent. It's moreover, I'm talking about letting him die, not about them."

The young man, who was slightly tempered and slightly smoother, shrugged his shoulders to learn Shulos.

"You can't just throw a basket of good eggs on the ground because of being hit by a rotten egg, right? Regenerating gas, should we be saved or saved."

"You can say it's simple. If you carry something that can prove your identity with us, we can see the city owner long ago."

Shulos said angrily that his hand tied behind his back stretched, a thin blade slipped from the cuff, he cut the backhand, and the rope fell.

He moved his wrist a little and stepped forward to help Garland untie the rope.

"All right, young master, don't be wronged."

He leaned into Garland's ear and said in a voice, "Wait later, I will take you out of this ghost place."

"Ah? But..."

The minstrel smiled.

"It's just a broken lock." He said indifferently, "When I have no money, I will go to the rich merchant's house to "borrow" some things and unlock such small things... cough."

Without paying attention to telling the truth, Shulos coughed awkwardly in the face of Gallan's stunned eyes widening and looking at him.

"Don't look at me like this, I have investigated in advance, it's all for the rich and kind, and I will share some of the stolen property with the poor."

He said, "Okay, sit down and wait for the night."

Garlan thought for a moment and lowered his voice and asked, "Can you sneak into the city master's room?"

"It's impossible. The defense is too tight. Not to mention the city master's room. It's very dangerous to sneak into the executive government. I used to sneak into the rich merchant's house."

Finding a clean pile of straw in the dungeon, Gallan sat there, his hands on his knees bent, looking down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't say a word, and Shulos didn't speak. He put the thin blade in his palm and kept turning. His eyes carefully looked at the structure of the dungeon, considering the fastest way to escape.

After a long silence, Gallan suddenly spoke.

"Schuros."

"Ok?"

"If I am still an aristocrat... this matter can be easily resolved, isn't it?"

Shulos' eyes flickered.

"Listen, Gal." He said, "This kind of heart is not worth mentioning, everything depends on the result."

His mind flashed a long time ago in the village that was burnt down because of his recklessness, even though it has been a long time ago, he felt a bit of pain in his heart at this moment.

"If a person without power holds the best idea, he can't do it, and the result is bad."

"The person who has the power, even if he is holding a plan that is not very glorious, but he did it, and the result is good."

"People never care about your purpose, they only care about getting a good result, because only good results can make them peaceful and happy."

"Don't care about... the purpose?"

The young man repeated this sentence quietly.

"In this world, personal bravery is not worth mentioning. You can beat ten people, but you can't beat one hundred."

Shu Luosi's words are very straightforward.

"To tell you the truth, Gal, you as a civilian do not have the ability to help others. It can even be said that, according to your appearance, once you encounter a powerful person with special preferences, you may not even be able to protect yourself."

The bard’s words were sharp.

The teenager froze for a moment, then fell into silence with his knees.

After a while, Shulos estimated to be almost touching, got up and looked at the situation, and then stood in front of the prison door, reaching for the iron lock.

But at this moment, there was a clatter from the dungeon's hall, and Shulos slammed back his hand and sat back in the corner pretending to be.

A middle-aged man with a big belly and a **** came in to see which noble housekeeper seemed to be dressed. The warden is beside him, his expression is very respectful.

As soon as he entered, the inmates in the prison became turbulent, as if they knew him.

Garland saw a strange expression of fear and struggling on the face of the man in the cell next to him. At that moment, the man who looked like the housekeeper spoke.

"Adults want to watch a show of beast fighting tomorrow, who of you want to come?"

He hummed, standing on the steps of the passageway and sweeping the people in the dungeon.

The prisoners he swept all flinched into the shadows, and some people shook. He looked away disdainfully, as if he saw something dirty.

He said: "The old rules, as long as you win, the adults will satisfy a request made by you, even the murderer can be exempted from death."

"What kind of animal show?"

Garland whispered to the man in the dungeon next to him.

The emaciated man hesitated and answered him in a low voice.

"It is to let you fight fierce beasts such as wolves, leopards, and wild boars in the arena. If you can kill the beasts, even if you win, any request made by those noble adults will agree."

The man shivered and said, "But, after coming down so many times, almost everyone on the court died."

Moreover, the death was extremely tragic, and the flesh and blood were eaten directly by the beasts, and the bones were missing.

So no one dared to go, and only those death row criminals who were destined to die dared to fight hard.

"Aren't those nobles looking for excitement."

Shulos snorted aside.

"When they just moved, they were bored."

"Is there no one?"

The man asked again loudly, and when he saw nobody speaking, he couldn't help frowning.

Because of the recent movements, the adults in his family were in a bad mood, and wanted to vent, so he came to pick a criminal to hold a beast fight.

In case he messes up the errands, he will surely make the adult angry.

Just then, a sound suddenly sounded in the silent dungeon.

"Any requests will be accepted?"

The voice was obviously very young, even a little bit immature.

The aristocratic housekeeper carried the lantern and saw at a glance that he was a teenager, and he seemed to have not even reached adulthood. He immediately frowned.

"Boy, you are too young. It is best not to mix it up."

He had no mercy in the past to find those criminals who were extremely fierce.

But this time it was just a beautiful little child, and the housekeeper persuaded him a little.

"Really promise any request?"

The teenager insisted.

Since the other party insisted, the butler sighed in his heart and stopped persuading.

He nodded: "Yes, you can make any request, as long as it is within the city of Twillour, you win, whether it is for property or forgiveness, any request for adults will meet you."

The blond boy nodded.

"Okay, let me go."

The noble steward left with a slight sigh in his heart. Although it was very pitiful, the young man himself was willing to die for property or sin, and he could not stop it.

The prisoners in the dungeon looked at the not strong young man with pity, and looked like the dead.

Shulos grabbed Garran's hand.

"Are you crazy? This is not the way to find death!"

He lowered his voice, "Don't say it, I'll take you out of here later. It will be a big deal when we put torrents of paper in the city and we can't control the rest! Regardless of the officials in this city , Or other people, can only listen to fate. They don’t believe us, they can only say that their destiny has been determined by God, but we can’t die with them!”

Garland turned to look at Shulos.

"Even the destiny set by God can be changed."

In previous lives, Huimus changed the destiny of God.

In this life, he changed the fate of Huimus.

In addition, the fate of many people, such as Opada and the little girl, has changed.

He should not indulge in the so-called fate of the past.

Gallan already understood.

This time it hit the wall because of himself.

auzw.com He said he would give up the prince's identity, but in fact he still habitually acts as a prince, thinking as a prince. He fell into the trap so easily because he still thinks that he is a prince subconsciously and does not need to worry about safety in the executive government.

After suffering a big loss this time, he finally realized this.

Garland suddenly raised an eyebrow and smiled at Shulos.

"Since now as a ranger, then this time we will use the ranger's way to solve this matter simply and rudely."

During this time, the heavy and confusion hidden deep in my heart were all dispersed, and the teenager's smile returned to the bright past.

"I said, do you want to meet the master of the city after you win?"

"Guess~~"

The teenager smiled.

"...Not guessing."

The bard refused decisively.

I always feel that Gal is harder to deal with now.

he thinks.

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Overnight, Twiloor City was busy and noisy again.

Residents in the city are still busy restoring their damaged houses, and countless people walking on the road.

As time passed, near noon, a gorgeously decorated house was lively in a northeast corner of the city.

It was a small indoor arena, and only dignitaries could enter and watch.

It was built very sturdy, so it did not cause much damage during two consecutive movements, but the side house was slightly cracked with a few traces, which had been repaired long ago.

The young noble children came with them and greeted each other pretentiously. Then, can't wait to focus on the middle arena.

There are also a handful of noble women in Chinese dresses who hold their husbands or lovers' hands and come in style, sitting gracefully on their seats.

Feeling frightened anger in the ground motion, they will vent out happily in this **** fighting.

Generally speaking, the fighting area of ​​the large open-air arena is very low, and the seats of the spectators are high. That is to avoid hurting the spectators during the fighting.

The indoor arena is different. It uses a huge iron cage to enclose the fighting area. In this way, it allows the audience to watch at close range, which is more exciting.

Under the watch of the crowd, a blonde teenager appeared in front of them, causing a whisper of whispers.

The aristocratic ladies stared at the young man with pity.

"God, such a beautiful child..."

"He hasn't grown up yet? What crime did he commit at such a young age?"

"It's a pity to think that this child will be torn by a beast."

"If I knew there was such a beautiful boy, I would buy him one step in advance."

A noble woman covered her mouth with a fan and suddenly smiled strangely, whispering, "But you don't think that such a beautiful boy, when his slender body was torn by a beast, when his fair skin was stained with blood, Is it more stimulating and more exciting?"

"........."

No one answered.

Some people glanced at each other, imagining the scene where the woman said **** but with sadness and beauty, their heartbeats accelerated quickly and they couldn't help looking forward.

Some nobles frowned, and looked away disapprovingly.

Many people showed a look of pity to the young man in the iron cage, his eyes unbearable. There are even a few soft-hearted noble ladies or men who have sent their servants to ask if they can stop this fight, and they can pay for the child's atonement.

But it was too late, and the servants had not had time to go down. Opposite the teenager, the beast had been released from the cage.

Everyone exclaimed.

There are exclamations of nervousness and worry, and excitement of excitement.

It was a majestic gray-black giant wolf.

The hair is thick and the body is huge, and the figure is just over half the height of the boy on the shoulder.

The sharp claws, the grim teeth, and the fierce light from the red eyes were all frightening.

It was a beast that was frightening at first glance.

At the moment when it appeared, the room that was originally noisy because of a teenager suddenly stopped for a moment.

It no longer knows how much human flesh has been devoured. Many people here have witnessed this terrible scene of this grisly giant wolf tearing those criminals.

A wolf that has eaten human flesh is extremely aggressive.

As soon as he appeared, his red eyes stared at the live food opposite.

He couldn't hold it down for a second, and he sprinted across the body, rushing across the distance between it and its prey in the blink of an eye.

Then, the giant wolf jumped up and jumped high in the air, opening his mouth and biting at its prey.

Its sharp teeth exposed to the air refracted the cold light in the light.

The teenager who was thrown over by him seemed to be scared and stupid. No matter how many people shouted at him to let him run, he still stood still.

In the exclamation of everyone, the giant wolf was about to bite off the pitiful young boy's neck under the eyes of everyone—

Suddenly, the sky flashed with light, and a dagger handed out lightning.

The gray wolf clicked and bit **** the hard iron blade.

It hadn't responded yet. The fist wearing the iron finger cuff had hit the most fragile nose heavily, and it smashed it to Venus.

The four claws fell to the ground, and its body paused a little.

But its prey did not give it time to rest.

The young man loosened the dagger that was still bitten by it, and turned back, grabbing the long sword that had been placed on the ground beforehand.

A sword was severely cut on its lower back.

The wolf howled, blood spattered on his waist, his lower limbs were soft, and he kneeled involuntarily on the ground.

The teenager who was supposed to be a blood eater in his mouth had raised his long sword with his backhand.

A sword pierced, pierced its back neck, and nailed its head to the ground.

The teenager stood on the giant wolf and gasped violently.

The gray wolf nailed to the ground twitched a few times and stopped breathing.

Stepping on the head of the wolf corpse, he pulled out the long sword.

The splattered blood stained most of his clothes, spattering sporadically to his cheeks.

He looked up at the crowd.

At this moment, the entire room was silent, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The blonde teenager who stepped on the wolf corpse looked up, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

His fair skin was also stained with some shocking blood red.

Long blond hair fell from his shoulders.

He looked up at the crowd, and somehow it was shocking.

As if in that glance, heaven and earth held their breath for a moment.

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"What? You say it again?"

"Please let me see Lord Kanye."

"This is not possible, you can change the requirements, such as things such as property, these can be."

The middle-aged nobleman standing in the middle of the audience seat shook his head and rejected the young man's seemingly extravagant request.

Released from the fighting field, the blonde teenager who simply changed his clothes was brought to the noble in charge of the arena, and his request had been simply rejected by the middle-aged noble.

The teenager was silent for a while and changed his request.

"Forgive my sins, and I want that."

He pointed to the gold bracelet on the middle-aged nobleman's wrist and said that there was also a huge gemstone on the bracelet, which shone under the light and was remarkable.

At a glance, you know that the extravagance is valuable.

The middle-aged aristocrat frowned unpleasantly, but under the broad public, he had rejected the request of a teenager, saying that he would agree to any request, and if he refused again, it would affect his reputation.

"it is good."

He nodded and took off his gold bracelet.

Under the watch of the crowd, the teenager came forward calmly and reached out to catch the gold bracelet handed to him by the middle-aged nobleman.

But in the next second, the mutation changed suddenly.

The blond teenager who seemed to catch the bracelet suddenly grabbed the middle-aged nobleman's wrist, turned over quickly, and jumped behind the nobleman.

As he raised his hand, the thin blade that came out of his fingertip rested on the middle-aged nobleman's throat.

"do not move."

The boy said, his lips slightly raised.

"Be good."

The middle-aged nobleman was instantly shocked with a white face.

The air was quiet for a second, then the indoor arena blew up.

The nobles in the neighborhood quickly got up and retreated to a safe distance, and the nobles screamed in horror.

As long as they remembered the terrible scene when the young man stepped on the head of the giant wolf corpse with a sword not long ago, they couldn't help but be frightened, only to avoid it, let alone move forward.

Regardless of the mess surrounding Garland, he grabbed the stiff middle-aged nobleman and dragged him towards the gate.

The guards had rushed over. Although there were a large number of people, they looked at the middle-aged nobleman in his hands, and the blades on his neck, one after another.

The door was opened, and he dragged the man out of the door.

As soon as he went out, the sound of the horseshoe came, and in a blink of an eye, the dark-haired bard had rushed to the gate, holding another horse in his hand, and looked at Gallan with a smile on his face.

Without talking nonsense, Shulos reached out and knocked out the middle-aged nobleman, and then threw it on his horseback.

Gal Langley turned his horse on the ground. At this time, the middle-aged nobleman's housekeeper, servant, and the guards there chased him, looking nervously at him, and a middle-aged man lying on the back of Shulos horse. noble.

The teenager rode on the horse and threw his chin at the crowd.

He said, "Come and chase me."

He smiled, and his eyes were bright.

Turning his head and galloping away, the blonde fluttered behind him.

The group of people could only watch as the two men walked away with their fainted masters, leaving them with dust and a room that had been completely messed up.

"Catch up, catch up! And, call someone! Immediately notify the city gate guard!"

The butler of the middle-aged nobleman was already in a hurry of cold sweat, and he shouted: "Call the guard of the city gate to chase! Immediately! Be sure to rescue the lord!"