A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Inside the cave, the girl with linen ponytail is sitting on the edge of the stone wall and eating, although it still smells of unpleasant porridge, but the weight is much more than the previous few days, and also has the grandfather's share The grandfather and grandson don’t have to eat a piece of food to get hungry together.

She swallowed the food bit by bit, the sky was already dark, the torches hanging on the stone wall outside were burning, and the fire shone on her face. There were sounds of children talking, sounds of spoons and pots crashing, and sobbing sounds still ringing from time to time.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the cell was very depressing, and the air was so heavy that it was difficult to breathe. Every child's face was full of fear, because they all knew that someone would come here after dinner, Pull one of them out to become a sacrifice on the altar in the distance.

No one knows whether he will become the next sacrifice.

This repressive atmosphere infects everyone, and even Kerry, who was lively and tough from childhood, became silent.

The boy who had been framed and almost died, the little boy who wanted to protect, almost died instead of himself, and the boy who finally killed her became a sacrifice-this series of things, the innocence of children that still existed in her eyes yesterday It has disappeared and is no longer lively.

During this day, in addition to eating, she occasionally looked up at the place where Galland was closed in the distance. She almost sat quietly at the foot of the stone wall with her knees, her head silent and silent. .

She made her grandpa feel heartbroken like this, but it was unthinkable.

Seeing the granddaughter's expression drinking porridge silently and silently, the old man took two sips, sighed, put down the bowl in his hand, and wanted to talk.

However, he hadn't had time to speak, and there was a crisp sound of metal impact. He turned his head subconsciously to see, and then, he saw that the door that had been locked firmly creaked and opened.

The red firelight shone from outside and reflected on the little figure standing at the door of the prison, forming a reddish halo of outlines, making the figure look like a fire **** appearing in the flame.

In the darkness, he came with fire and light.

The old man's heart jumped violently, and his eyes subconsciously rubbed his eyes, only to see that the blond kid who opened the prison door turned out to be the blond child who claimed to be Gal.

He hadn't responded yet, and Kelly, who had been silent beside him, stood up in a puff.

"Gal!"

The girl shouted Gallan's name with excitement, her dark eyes lighted up at once.

She stepped forward a few steps, and then it came to light that the prison door was opened by Gallan, and she was a little ignorant.

"You...how do you treat this...you are..."

Garland nodded to Kelly, but did not answer her words. He glanced inside the prison hole. At this moment, there was still a little sound in the prison hole. It seemed that the time was still. All the children were'the person who opened the door was the same child as them.' The incident was shocked, and I couldn't turn my head. I could only stare at Gallan.

"come out."

Gallan said quietly, "Everyone came out immediately, and now there is no one outside, we can escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kelly's eyes lighted up. She rushed out of the door without saying a word, and stood outside Garland and looked outside. When she found that she was really unguarded, she was shocked and happy.

She hadn't recovered from the surprise, she was garnished with a lot of keys by Galran, and the old man who followed immediately was also choked.

Gallan said: "Quick, open all the other prison doors."

Kelly nodded violently, then ran to the nearby cell quickly, trying the big bunch of keys briskly.

The three of them split up and quickly opened all the four or five cave walls. After completing the task, Kelly ran back to find Gallan. While she was happily trying to express her merits, she saw Gallan staring solemnly at the holes.

Kelly subconsciously looked into Gallan's eyes, and at this look, she was stunned.

The gates of all the caves are open, but except for a few children who can’t wait to run out, most of the children are shrunk inside the caves, looking at the outside with timid eyes, although the eyes looking at the gate are full of desire , But no one dared to take a step outside.

They dare not.

Kelly was anxious.

"Why not come out?"

She couldn't help shouting at the children who shrank from the cave and refused to come out.

Garlan subconsciously glanced outside, and after confirming that no one was nearby, he did not stop Kelly's shouting.

"...Inescapable."

There was a child responding in a hurry.

"Correct."

"We can't escape."

"We don't even know where is here."

"How to escape?"

"Must... will definitely be caught back."

The children's godless eyes looked over. In the darkness, their eyes did not have the slightest light, as if they were completely covered by shadows.

The children who ran out of the room were the same as Kelly, and they were only delivered yesterday. And those children who have been here for a long time to feel the fear brought by cults, the will of the self has been completely crushed, like the walking dead, without the self.

Kelly, who didn't understand this, was angry and anxious for a moment, looking at the children with a hateful expression on his face, but he was helpless.

How many old people who understand that the minds of these children have been poisoned by all things do understand, but at this time, he doesn’t know what to do. After all, the time is too tight, and there will be no time when there will be cults. come.

By then, no one can escape.

"Are you waiting to die here?"

A loud voice suddenly sounded in the night.

It is like a sword that can penetrate the darkness, and clearly pours into everyone's ears.

The timid children subconsciously turned their gaze to the person who made the sound.

Galan stood there in the dark, and the bright light of his blond hair was illuminated by the fire.

"Listen, there are no guards here because they are preparing for a major festival. So, they are going to offer fifty sacrifices tonight."

With a bang, there was a violent disturbance in the cell.

Fifty people is almost half of the people here.

Some children dare not want to escape, but they dream that the one-hundredth chance will not fall on themselves, but now those who are about to be captured by half, no one can guarantee that they will be sacrificed. A member.

"Listen! Not one, but fifty!"

Garland repeated again, "Now half of the people here will be dragged to the altar, cut their throats, and watch their blood dry. Don't think that the next round will not reach you!"

Speaking of which, Garlan's voice suddenly increased.

"Do not want to die, just stand up and run-now no one, escape! The forest is outside! The river is below! If you can swim, jump into the river! If you can run, run into the forest!"

Gallan knew in his heart that he couldn't say anything to these young children, he could only use the most straightforward language to encourage them.

"Those only need fifty people!"

He said: "As long as you can run past others, you don't have to die--"

Kelly looked at Gallan in amazement. How could this be? She thought, this is not to tell the children that if they beat others, they can let others die and live on their own?

She couldn't help but ask Garland, how could he say such terrible things?

But Kelly's remarks hadn't been exported. Suddenly there was movement in the cell, and a slightly older child rushed out.

Garlan's words immediately came into play. At this moment, the children's desire for life overcomes the fear of cults.

Immediately afterwards, several people rushed out.

Once someone took the lead, it was like a mouth to break the dike, but the flood surged out in a flash. Almost all the children seemed to have changed their personalities, rushing out of the race.

At the back, almost a group of people squeezed out, fearing to fall behind. Most of them burrowed into the forest, regardless of scratches on their hands and feet, and vigorously drilled into the dense bushes. Others ran straight down to the river and jumped into the river.

"let's go."

In this messy scene, Garland said to the stunned Kelly, and turned away.

He finally glanced at the three or four children who were still numb and still in the prison, said nothing more, and hurried into the dark forest.

——Those who gave up the hope of life, God can't save them.

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In the dark night, in the dense jungle, there are large and small figures shuttle through the bushes.

The bright moonlight penetrated through the leaves and fell into the jungle. Gallan looked up at the cloudless night sky and scolded himself secretly.

There was no moonlight last night, so bright tonight.

After scolding, he had to move on. Carrie held the old man's hand and bit her lower lip without a word behind him, not daring to stop and rest, all struggling to go forward with vigorous effort.

Kelly didn’t know how long she had been walking, it seemed that it had been a long time, but it didn’t seem too long. The mountain and jungle in front of her seemed to see no end, her face was red, sweat on her forehead, and she was covered The scratched area hurts fiercely.

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She looked at the front, and the scratches on the blonde child in front were much more serious than hers, probably because the skin was white and tender, and a slight red mark was a slight scratch, and the exposed skin was densely covered with scratches, and there were some places It was red and swollen, looking shocking, but she didn't hear the other person yelling a pain.

She remembered that when she was about to fall into despair, that sudden opening of the prison door accompanied by a bright fire appeared in front of her figure.

So small, but taller than anything in her eyes at the time.

The seemingly small figure could grab her hand and pull her out of the abyss of despair.

Kelly thought, grandpa they always said that King Camos is the patron saint of Aaron Landis, but she feels that the so-called patron saint is not necessarily all as strong as King Camos, but also some like Gal In this way, he doesn't look powerful, but he can give hope in the dark, he guards her heart almost shattered by fear, and wakes up the withered hearts of those children-

She thought that this beautiful child who suddenly appeared in front of her and grandfather must have been sent by God to help them.

Just when Kelly looked at Gallan's back and felt very relieved, a loud noise suddenly came from behind.

Kelly was startled-it was the sound of people talking, and the sound of shrubs when they were shoved, the bark of the dog looming in the wind, and the sound of running footsteps, getting closer and closer to this side.

Chasing the soldiers!

Panic instantly filled Kelly's chest, and she shook her grandfather's hand uncontrollably.

Somehow, perhaps instinctively, she looked up subconsciously at Gallan.

Gallan also heard the voices of those who came after him. He looked around and then pushed Kelly and the old man into a huge tree protruding from the fibrous roots of the ground. The crooked fibrous roots are criss-crossed and covered by vines, and they are black and dark in the shadows, making it difficult to see clearly.

He raised his hand and made a boo gesture at Kelly, then looked out.

The next second, the barking of the dog made his eyes stunned.

He had thought that he could hide and wait for those people to find another way to escape, but, those people with dogs, this time, they might not be able to escape.

……Do not.

It is not that ‘they’ cannot escape.

Listen to the sound, those who tracked only brought a dog, then...

Garland glanced back, and he saw the girl crouching behind him looking nervously at him, his bright, big eyes full of trust in him.

He turned his head back and lowered his eyes, his long lashes covering his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a second, Gallan raised his eyes and looked forward.

He got up.

Kelly squatting under the staggered roots looked at Garlan nervously, so when Garlan moved, she immediately felt it.

"Gal?"

She whispered.

Kelly saw Gallan turned back once again. In the dark, she could not see Gallan's face, but the blond hair on Gallan's cheek refracted a little light, allowing her to see the child's slightly rising Lip angle.

She was startled.

In the second she froze, the figure that paused because of her cry moved again.

Subconsciously, Kelly reached out to grab.

But she caught a blank.

She instinctively wanted to yell at Gal's name, but with an agitated body, she grabbed an empty hand and shoved it back suddenly, covering her own mouth hard.

She squatted stiffly all over the place and watched Gallan running fast to the other side, alarming the people who had chased not far away.

A big dog barked excitedly, chasing Gallan.

Everyone followed the dog.

The girl squatted in the dark and opened her eyes wide.

Her hand was draped over her mouth, and big tears fell from her wide eyes, rolling down on the back of her hand, burning hot.

Her grandfather sighed helplessly and sadly around her.

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The child's footwork can't run past the evil dog, but also those strong and strong guards. Naturally, Gallan was caught after running for a while.

Together with the children who were also caught, they were escorted back by a team of guards.

They were not escorted back to the cell, but were sent directly to the huge altar.

The bonfire on the altar has been ignited, and a blazing fire is burning in the darkness, and the fiery red light illuminates everyone's face.

He was shoved and walked towards the wooden cage where a bunch of children had been held.

As he walked past, he heard anxious conversations between his arresters and the believers near the altar.

"It's only more than thirty now, not enough!"

"The time for sacrifice is coming soon!"

"If you want to catch as much as you want, sacrifice as much as possible, and the rest will be caught in--"

"No! Lord priest said, there must be fifty children, no less than one. Otherwise, not only can't please the mother, but will anger her."

"But our manpower is limited, and it will take time to catch those little ghosts back!"

Listening to the anxious conversations of those people, Gallan's mouth raised.

That's right, this is his purpose.

He knew that with those little children, without the help of outsiders, it was impossible for them to escape from success. He did not expect the children to escape on their own. He knew that even if they ran away, they would be caught back sooner or later.

Therefore, his purpose was only one from the beginning-to delay time.

Hundreds of children ran away together, enough for this group of people to be in a hurry, and it took time to catch those children back, which would delay a lot of time.

The sacrificial ceremonies of the church are strictly regulated and cannot be wrong at all. As long as the number of sacrifices is not enough, the festival will certainly not be held. In this way, the sacrifice time will be missed. So, this time the large-scale festival is considered invalid, and the lives of the fifty children will be saved.

Again, just wait for Brother Camos to come...

Just when Gallan's plan had been successfully implemented, he was relieved, and suddenly felt quiet around him, a little terrible.

Turning his head, he found that there was no one around him, and even the guard who escorted him back to the side, bowing his head in a respectful manner.

A strange atmosphere filled the air.

Garland, who felt something was wrong, turned sharply and looked up.

The next second, his pupil contracted vigorously.

The man who was supposed to stand far away from the campfire in the altar, wearing a black and blue robe, appeared silently behind him somehow.

The hood on the robe was put on the man's head, hiding the man's face in deep shadows, making it invisible.

But Gallan could feel that a terrible gaze that made his blood seem to freeze from the shadow of the hood fell on him.

"...Bright...soul..."

The man said that his voice was low, like it came from the deepest abyss of darkness.

It seemed to be the deepest sigh, inexplicably creepy.

"...And, with the vitality of light."

As if muttering to himself, the black robe looked up at the believer behind him.

He said: "Now prepare for sacrifice."

"But, priest, the number of children is not enough..."

"enough."

A pale hand stretched out from the black-cyan robe, and the black-robed man firmly grasped Gallan, strangling a deep bruise on his wrist.

The black robe said: "This one is enough to match the soul and blood of hundreds of young children."

His low voice seemed to sigh, with deep satisfaction.

"This will be the most satisfying sacrifice for our goddess of all things—"

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