Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 110: Quiel Watched All Night

“What are you doing bringing him here?”

The black-haired captain finally spoke, addressing the three standing at the door.

Bass listened with excitement and agitation to the inflammatory sounds coming from the inner room, while also looking at Quiel with some hesitation.

He knew what Quiel thought of Jenny. Quiel actually dreamed of marrying her!

Bass often laughed at this.

But it was no wonder, she was so pure in front of Quiel.

Thinking of Quiel's arrogant face, Bass felt very proud every time he pinned Jenny down.

Bass occasionally felt uneasy.

What if, one day, Quiel found out the truth, what would he do? What could he do?

But that was all in the past. Bass looked at the captain.

Now, the captain, who commanded the brigade of knights, was the only master of Beachhead Village, and Quiel's fists and determination were no longer worth mentioning.

So Bass respectfully replied, “Sir, this Quiel wants to join us, what do you think?”

The captain looked at Quiel, at Quiel's bloodshot, trembling eyes, “You also want to serve His Majesty Lanli? What skills do you have?”

The captain seemed completely unconcerned about Quiel's abnormal state.

Quiel couldn't respond at all.

The continuous, sweet cries filled his entire mind, as if the sounds coming from all directions and infinite distances had a mysterious magic, shattering his soul.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, closed them and opened them again, the vision was still blurred and distorted, dizzying, like a nightmare.

Unfortunately, his heart ached as if it were being twisted by a knife, the pounding heartbeat echoed throughout the world, and the blood all over his body flowed faster and faster, rushing to his face, bringing real, intense pain and heat.

He wished this was just a nightmare.

But why could he still think? Could still judge that this was the dark, seven-layered hellish reality?!

The man in the inner room actually dared to shout!

What right did he have to make a sound! To shatter Jenny's elegy! To let the cold, piercing truth rush towards him?!

Quiel remembered Jenny's figure a moment ago, she said softly with her head lowered, “Please forgive me, sir, Jenny was once, ignorant.”

Ignorant! Ignorant?

Quiel also remembered the ridicule of the people in the village, “The true knight”, “The pure Jenny”.

The truth was right in front of him.

They didn't think I was a true knight, so, how pure was Jenny!?

It turned out that I had been dreaming all along.

It turned out that everything was my delusion. Knight, wedding, war, story, all go to hell!

I don't believe it anymore!

Jenny of Arastone City? Did such a girl really exist?

Jenny.

Jenny's smile seemed to be still in front of him. Quiel was puzzled.

Why could such a Jenny smile so purely, like a maiden in a sanctuary, gently smiling to save the world from despair and pain?

Was she like this to everyone else? Not with a smile, but.

With herself.

The sound became louder and louder, faster and faster, more and more intense, the wood creaking.

It inexplicably reminded people of the bursting tide.

Quiel closed his eyes tightly, covering his ears with his hands, and faint screams, heartbeats, gnashing of teeth, and muffled buzzing filled him.

There was also a bitter, salty, and metallic taste in his mouth, as if he was eating the most disgusting, rotten raw fish.

A great force suddenly hit Quiel's waist, and he flew back several steps, instinctively arching his body and twitching slightly, like a dying shrimp.

“You bastard! The captain is talking to you!”

Letting the saliva flow from his mouth, Quiel blankly raised his head and looked at the black-haired man.

The captain sighed slightly, seeming to know everything, “Forget it, he's also a pitiful person, completely played by a bitch, it's normal to be unable to think straight for a while.”

Bitch. Quiel felt that he should loudly refute, wave his fist, but he just couldn't muster the strength.

Bitch. Wasn't this the truth?

The captain walked up to him and squatted down unguardedly, “How about it, do you want to take revenge? I'll make the decision, you can go second.”

Bitch.

Quiel tilted his neck, Jenny's father and mother were standing in the corner, seemingly not angry at all, like two wooden sculptures.

Yes, they all knew.

Quiel remembered Jenny's father's promise, whoever became a knight first, he would marry Jenny to him. How ridiculous!

Quiel was still silent.

The captain got up and walked away indifferently, “Don't bother with him, this kind of guy is not worthy to fight for His Majesty Lanli. Besides, it'll be over tomorrow.”

Everyone then ignored Quiel, letting him lie in the corner.

All night long, the candlelight did not go out.

The sounds in the inner room continued, with figures coming in and out one after another.

Quiel was very awake.

He didn't think about anything, but he saw all the scenes and remembered them in his mind.

A total of nineteen knights had entered the inner room.

The knights were very relaxed, and when they came out, they were not only not wearing armor, but some were not even wearing outer clothes and robes.

Quiel saw the badges on their bodies, a reclining black lion, a white crescent moon above the forest, three golden buckles, a group of black birds on a yellow background…

Bass and Beck had been inside, and they smiled at him when they came out, before going out to patrol the night.

The sky finally brightened, Jenny still hadn't come out of the room, but the knights gathered everyone again in the open space at the entrance of the village, including Quiel.

The knights put on their armor, raised their shields, and took up their steel swords and spears, some even riding war horses.

The villagers panicked again.

Quiel looked expressionlessly and silently at the wandering monk “Sparrow”, remembering Sparrow's prayer yesterday.

The knights didn't take any further action, and everyone had to wait anxiously.

The sun gradually rose.

A caravan appeared outside the village, with mules and donkeys pulling carts, some loaded with goods, and some empty.

The captain on the black horse waved his hand, and the knights carried two frames and placed them heavily on the ground.

The frames were covered with gray cloth, bulging underneath, vaguely showing the shape of human bodies, and everyone had an ominous premonition.

The knights lifted the gray cloth.

Many people immediately exclaimed, or shook their heads and sighed, and the old people showed fear.

Quiel recognized the corpses on the ground, Bass and Beck.

Both of them had frightening gashes on their necks, and the dried, dark red blood looked like branches growing out of their necks, covering their faces, necks, and chests menacingly.

The captain spoke, his voice filled with anger.

“Both of these men were loyal soldiers of His Majesty Lanli, but after only staying in your village for one night, two living people turned into cold corpses!”

“It seems you are still unrepentant!”

Quiel coldly watched the black-haired captain continue his impassioned speech, while the monk Sparrow and the people in the village were doing their best to defend themselves.

But to no avail.

The knights and the people from the caravan moved out all the grain, tools, livestock, and wealth.

Then they destroyed the fishing nets, fishing rods, and fishing boats in the water.

Finally, they set the entire village on fire.

Quiel was brought before the captain, who looked at the burning village and said with a smile, “Sweet as a song.”

At this moment, the captain drew his steel sword and cut off Quiel's right arm.

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