A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Things are a bit bad.

Sitting at the foot of the cracked, mottled stone wall, Gallan mused.

The original plan was to be taken away, and then make some marks along the way, so that the cavalry can follow behind in secret. But the arrangements are all outside the city of Venal, who knows that those thieves are so bold that they rushed into the city limits.

Although he knew that on the way to Ayr town, there were two cavalrymen who were dressed up and followed behind, but suddenly, the thieves acted quickly, and because he was stunned, he could not leave a clue. , I am afraid that the cavalry are difficult to track down.

Moreover, wherever he is now, Gallan himself is still confused.

After thinking for a while, he got up and walked to the rusty iron railing, holding the railing and looking out.

The gap between the iron bars is not big, but the others are small and can still get out of a head.

So, inside the dark dungeon, a small, fluffy golden head was drilled out of the iron bar, with a pair of big eyes looking left and right, like a little squirrel with a small head sticking out of the hole.

He looked at the children who were curled up in different dungeons and seemed to have fallen asleep, counting them one by one.

Well, probably less than twenty.

Gallan, who drilled his head out for a long time, came to a conclusion.

There are at most twenty children in this dungeon.

In this way, the number is not enough. It is said that the missing and captive children are almost over 60 or 70, and the number here is not even one third.

Then, there are only two possibilities.

The first one is that the kid caught in front has been sold.

The second is that this is only a temporary transfer point, and all children here must be sent to the real captivity.

According to the little girl named Kelly, the children here were all caught in the last four or five days, so the second kind should probably be more reliable.

So what he has to do now is to first find out where he is, and then wait for the thieves to send himself to the captivity site with this group of children.

Thinking about this, Gallan retracted the drilled little head back, intending to go back to squat, and honestly waited for the opportunity.

However, when he walked back along the way, he didn't pay attention to seeing a child shrunk in the corner of the wall and kicked him on the foot. Not only was he tripped, he nearly fell, but he also kicked the child You have to turn halfway.

"Ah, sorry--"

Garran quickly reached out to apologize, but leaned over and found that the kid who had been kicked over did not wake up and still slept deeply, with no response at all.

He felt a little strange in his heart.

Quickly walking back to the stone wall with an oil lamp on, he saw that the old man and the little girl were sleeping, and then turned his head to see that the others were also asleep.

…...Not right.

Gallan remembered that when he looked around, all the children were asleep.

He started thinking that it was just because it was late, so everyone fell asleep. But think about it, even if it is too late, there will always be two children who are too scared to sleep?

He squatted down and reached out to gently push Kelly snuggling against the old man's side.

"Wake up."

He yelled softly, and when the other party didn't respond, his hands began to push Kelly's body with more force.

But the little girl didn't know what was going on. She slept so deeply that she didn't wake up.

Gallan tried to push the old man again. It stands to reason that the old man's sleep is very light and alert, and should wake up easily, but the old man, like Kelly, completely slept to death. If they weren't breathing, Garland even thought they were actually dead.

what happened?

Before eating, all of them were still very energetic. Some children were still crying, and now they all slept to death?

And he alone has nothing?

...

Wait, ‘before dinner’?

By the way, that bowl of gruel--

Of all the people here, only he did not eat the bowl of porridge!

He suddenly wanted to understand.

Those thieves must have added drugs to make these children fall asleep, and they want to let all the children fall asleep, the purpose is probably to prevent these children from making noise on the way when they are transported out.

In this way, they must next...

Gallan had just thought of this, and with a click, there was a sound of the iron door opening not far away.

Without saying a word, he fell to Kelly's side, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep like other children.

There was heavy footsteps, noisy and messy, like a lot of people poured into this narrow dungeon hallway. Immediately afterwards, he heard a crisp sound like the keys hitting each other, and then the creaking sound of the iron rail doors being opened one after another.

Someone gave orders in a low voice, shouting quickly.

A short time later, with a creak, Garland heard that the iron gate of the dungeon where he was open was opened, and a few people walked in quickly. One of them stretched out his hand and rudely put himself and Kelly on each side of the shoulder.

With his eyes closed, he could hear the person carrying him talking quietly to the side.

"What about this old guy? Leave it here, or just throw it in the sewer later?"

A voice answered quickly.

"Take away together. It's better not to leave people here and throw them in the sewer... No, let's take them together. A group of little ghosts over there are annoying and throw this old guy over to take care of the bunch of little ghosts."

The conversation ended, and the man carried him out.

Garland lay on the man's shoulder, his head hanging on the man's back, and opened his eyes slightly. He saw ten or so tall men in the dungeon, each carrying one or two children and hurried out.

After going out of the prison door, there is a spiral stone step, which is also extremely shabby. Except for the middle part that is often trampled, other places are covered with moss.

In the dark dungeon, those thieves are hurriedly rushing their way. No one notices, and no one thinks of a child who is pretending to be sleeping and watching them secretly.

When the spiral stone steps reached the head, the leading man pushed the heavy stones above his head and drilled out of the ground, and the others followed the fish.

Feeling the moonlight down, Gallan quickly closed his eyes, leaving only an extremely fine seam, which was concealed under the cover of thick eyelashes. He glanced at Kelly on the other side with the corner of his eye, and saw that she was still asleep, and slapped her mouth a bit, and didn't know what she had dreamed about. There was a drool in the corner of his mouth. , Flowing backwards to her eyes.

Garlan's eyes twitched, and she no longer glanced at her.

The man carrying him hurried all the way, and Garland dared not look up, so he could only see the road under the man's feet.

The ground is very flat, and it is made of large bluestone slabs, and there are beautiful lines. Galland guessed that this place should be quite a luxurious building.

After another walk, he was suddenly thrown down, and the whole person fell heavily on the stone floor. He almost yelled out with pain and he could hardly hold back.

Because he was just facing up when he was thrown to the ground, he took a chance to squint and closed it again.

This view, he suddenly set off a tremendous wave.

In the moonlight, he saw a tall and majestic building that looked like several squares stacked neatly, standing tall not far away.

Ruling Department!

The last time he followed Brother Camos into the city of Venal, he saw this magnificent building at the center of the city's wealthy area from a distance.

This is actually the ruling department in the center of Wiener City!

These so-called'thieves' hiding places that attacked the people of the city of Venal were actually the places that should protect the people of the city of Venal--

auzw.com While Garland was rolling in endlessly, he was rudely picked up by the man and carried on his shoulders.

The man still had leather armour on his shoulders, which was so hard that he felt a stomachache.

He was glad that he hadn't drunk the bowl of porridge not long ago, otherwise, he would be awake and be pressed against his stomach one by one. I'm afraid this spoiled body is now spitting out uncomfortably.

He resisted the uncomfortable feeling and gently tapped the wrist brace with his fingers.

It was a black cloth wristband embroidered with blue river runes. This kind of amulet for praying for children's health is very common, so no one takes it seriously. And now, Gallan gently tapped it with his finger, and two or three small black beads rolled out of the gap in the cloth talisman and fell to the ground.

The little black beads are similar to sand grains, and they are extremely unremarkable.

Before Garlan was ready to do this, he and Brother Wang made an appointment with them.

The first is that after he was arrested, Brother Wang followed them and found a place to smash them.

In the second case, in case of an accident, Brother Wang was thrown away, then he left a clue so that Brother Wang could find them.

"Go away."

This group of people is waiting here because they have to join two other groups.

The other two groups were smaller, but they also brought a dozen children.

Then, after the confluence of these thieves, they quickly carried a child into a gate.

The road behind the gate is a slope, leading obliquely to the ground, and Garland smells a not-so-obvious smell.

His heart was immediately clear.

Sewer, this is a large sewer built under the city of Venal.

Each of Aaron Landis’s large cities close to the often flooded rivers will build an equally huge sewer, criss-crossing like a net.

The specifications of the sewers in these cities are strictly stipulated by the state. They are very wide and must be able to drive at least one carriage. Moreover, there are generally roads on the sewer walls that can be used by sewer maintenance personnel to walk.

Garland thought.

No wonder the spies hiding in the city could not find a clue. It turned out that these children were secretly transported out of the city directly from the sewer of the ruling department.

I don't know how long I walked in the sewers like a labyrinth. Anyway, every once in a while, Gallan sneaked the cloth talisman on his wrist and dropped some black sand.

After walking out of the sewer, there was another long cave. He was estimated to have left the city. This cave was also dug out artificially.

Garland estimated that he had walked for almost half a night, and the group finally got out of the ground.

Under the bright moonlight, the shadow shrunk under the feet of people, as expected, it was almost midnight.

With a bang, he was thrown heavily into a boardwalk, and his shoulders, which were hit by the hard bottom of the board, were faintly hurt.

The child closed his eyes and gritted his teeth bitterly.

The guy who lost me twice, I remember you!

You wait, wait for me--

In his heart, he remembered the man who had thrown himself rudely on the notebook, and Galan lying in the car opened his eyes slightly.

In front of me is a thick wooden railing. This body is like a large wooden cage. All twenty or thirty children, including myself, have been thrown in. The front of the car faintly hears the low hissing of a stallion. Look. There is a horse pulling this car.

Along with the creaking sound of wooden wheels pressing against the ground, the carriage went all the way.

Galland only vaguely saw that this is a valley among deep mountains, surrounded by mountains and dense forest, which looks very hidden. However, he didn't know exactly where he was, he could only continue to secretly throw small black beads along the way.

The carriage drove for a while, and the front suddenly widened, without the dense woods, but there were many huge black rocks.

Those dark giant rocks can't tell whether they are naturally formed or man-made. The above are all dense and small holes, illuminated by the moonlight on the sky, the light and shadow are staggered, the rocks are rugged, and the wind is whining and giving a kind of Very strange feeling.

The wagon wheel was still creaking, and Garland heard a voice.

An extremely weird voice, like singing and crying.

The sound is not really unpleasant. It is a deep and ancient tone. A sound seems to penetrate people's hearts.

But without knowing why, he felt a very uncomfortable feeling when listening to that voice, as if something was moving around in his body, and what he wanted to tear was pouring out.

The child lying on the carriage's board secretly opened his eyes.

The red flame illuminated his face.

He saw the front, a place surrounded by countless rugged dark stones, a place surrounded by several upright dark stones, a huge bonfire burning.

Under the bonfire is a whole piece of giant black and cyan stone slab with mysterious lines carved on it, like patterns and ancient patterns.

A man in a black and blue robe stood beside the campfire, and the strange sound came from him.

On the side, there are many people around.

The people next to him were kneeling on the ground. Everyone was terribly quiet. No one made a sound, and the fire reflected their extremely pious faces.

A child stood barefoot on the slate of cyan stone, and the blazing fire reflected the dull, binocular face of the child.

The child's brownish-colored neck and arm are painted with dense red and mysterious patterns in bright red paint.

The moon was in the middle, and it was at midnight that the weird sound stopped.

The man in the black-cyan robe stepped forward and cut off the two wrists of the child, allowing blood to drip onto the black-blue slate on the ground.

The child with his wrist open was still standing still, as if he had lost his mind and was motionless.

Immediately afterwards, Garland saw it.

Amidst the screaming waves of people suddenly kneeling around, the man in black and blue robe opened his arms to the sky and shouted loudly, and then cut the child's throat with a knife.

The gushing blood flowed through the blood-red runes on the neck and forearm of the stupid standing child, and it became more red, reflecting the fire as if it was about to burn.

Then, the bright red blood ticked down on the black and cyan stone slab, blending into the crooked patterns, and dyeing those lines a little blood red.

The bonfire burned violently, as if the original moonlight of the sky was stained with an ominous blood red.

Gallan in the wooden cage snapped his eyes.

He held his breath, his fingers clenched tightly, and his fingertips pinched deep marks on his palms.

Black and blue robe...

Also, when the man reached out to the sky, the **** red rune on his arm...

All things.

During the most difficult period of Aaron Landis, the country's theory of deceased nation was stirred up and disturbed. It was a cult that caused people to panic and caused panic.

In the past, King Camos, who returned after being repulsed by the enemy, used merciless means to ruthlessly kill the cult.

A few years later, when Aaron Landis had just stabilized at the moment, it was resurgent again.

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And, after seeing several friends say that Galland is like a kitten, in fact...not...the reference I gave Galland is actually...

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