Realm of Power

427 Royal Court Night Banquet (1)

I heard the chaotic footsteps and breathing outside the door gradually disappearing.

The fat man let go of Sceris's hand and whispered with a solemn face, "If you kill the people outside the door, you will only expose your position. No matter how powerful you are, you will never be able to dodge a dozen strong bows.

Killing can't solve the problem. The most important thing is to find out who sent him and whether there are other accomplices in the mansion.

otherwise,

You will only attract more pairs of eyes watching you from behind."

"How do you know there are people outside?" Sceris said with an angry expression, "Maybe it's just your one-sided words. Such despicable methods will only make me look down on you even more."

"Believe it or not," the fat man smiled bitterly, feeling that he had been a good person for a while in vain.

"If you are a human being, you must have footprints. There are few people here. We only need to see if there are any dazzling fresh footprints outside the door."

"I hope what you said is right, otherwise..." Sceris stood up quickly, looked away in a hurry, came over for a while, and then came back, looking very embarrassed.

Sceris apologized, "It seems that I wrongly blamed you. I just went to check and found a row of messy footprints of at least 10 people at a secret location against the wall outside the door.

If we had gone out from the door just now, we would have been shot to death by random arrows lurking around the corner without any precautions."

"It's good to know that I didn't lie to you," the fat man said with a solemn expression. "I just want to know who is going to put you and me to death. The other party has a very good grasp of time and information.

Judging from the opponent's manpower arrangement and shooting positions, they are very familiar with the environment of the mansion.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to mobilize so many people without anyone noticing.

"This mansion was given to me by the Royal Court. The guards and defense tasks are all from the Royal Court." After hearing the fat man's question, Sceris gritted her teeth and said,

"If this matter has nothing to do with Wang Ting, then even children can't be deceived.

I am a royal princess, but I am not even as good as a prisoner.

At least they don’t have to worry about being shot into a pile of minced meat at any time.” After saying this, Scellis’s face showed sadness. Her life experience has always been a knot in Scellis’ heart.

As the biological daughter of Queen Achemore and a descendant of the prominent Golden Family,

Sceris, who is only 3 years old, has too many expectations from her tribe.

Aichmore fell, his mother's whereabouts were unknown, and the glorious dynasty fell apart in an instant.

Sceris, who was still confused, followed the remnants of the royal court who wandered northward to the new city of Turga.

The guardian of the royal court at the time and the biological brother of Queen Achemore,

When the people of all tribes were panicking and in urgent need of a leader, he inherited the throne of Aichemor as the guardian of the royal court of Aichamoai.

According to tribal regulations, he became the husband of Queen Aichemore in name only.

For this reason, General Larentu, the general leader of the main force in the east who had already returned with his army, left angrily, ushering in the era of the two Kugit courts.

Fatty and Scellis came out of the warehouse,

Si Celis thought about her ambiguous behavior with the fat man just now, and a blush appeared on her face.

"Thank you, you saved me again." Scelis said in a low voice, looking ashamed for having wrongly blamed the fat man just now. "

It's nothing, I just hope the princess can understand that you and I are not enemies of life and death." The fat man smiled at the corner of his mouth and shrugged upward.

He looked up at the sun that was gradually tilting in the sky and said, "It will be dark in a few hours. I hope the princess will not forget to promise me.

I need to go back and rest now, otherwise I’m afraid it will be difficult to have enough energy to complete the princess’s mission.”

After saying that, the fat man stepped out of the half-closed door without looking back.

Sceris opened her mouth, but finally said nothing. There was a trace of moisture in her eyes as she stared at the fat man's back.

What happened just now made Fatty feel confused.

The royal court actually arranged for someone to assassinate Scellis. This is completely unimaginable, but it actually happened.

As Scellis said, being able to arrange people so easily in this mansion and just after entering the warehouse was such a coincidence.

Now that I think about it carefully, the loose defenses and the remote and uninhabited environment along the way seem to have been arranged long ago.

If he and the princess were shot to death in the warehouse at the same time,

All of his subordinates in the other courtyard should be immediately labeled as assassins and killed.

Framing blame and killing people to silence them are the exclusive preserve of the victors.

The other party's viciousness and sophistication made the fat man feel a chill on his back.

"What is all this for?" The fat man walked in the quiet corridor doubtfully.

The only sound around was his own footsteps, and there was a warm breath in the air, which made the fat man feel oppressed and hard to breathe.

The fat man felt like he was being pushed by a pair of invisible hands, gradually approaching the center of a mystery.

And the final solver of this mystery may be in the abandoned palace at the top of Yunzhong City.

The danger on the journey once made Fatty want to give up, but thinking about the future of his subordinates and Wikiya, Fatty decided to give it a try.

Anyway, this is the only chance to leave Yunzhong City.

Even if this is the most dangerous road,

"Huh?" The fat man walked into his courtyard and found that the number of Kujit soldiers who had been withdrawn had increased again.

It seems that the conspiratorial eyes in the mansion are not only staring at Scellis, but also at himself.

"Let's see, everything will end tonight." The fat man grunted, pushed open the door to his room, and then closed it heavily, completely cutting off the outside view.

In the evening, bonfires were lit outside the city of Turga, dyeing the rosy sky red.

Today is the seventh month of Kugit, which is equivalent to a coming-of-age ceremony among young people in countries such as Wikiya.

On this day, no matter how shy the Kugit girls are, they will try their best to dress themselves up beautifully.

Even poor people would take a piece of grass from the roadside and wear it on their chest.

Due to the years of war in Kujit, there is a serious imbalance between men and women.

Every year after the Prairie Laren Warriors Competition is held in the Royal Court, they will take the opportunity to hold this July Tenth Festival, which means a "coming of age ceremony".

It means that grassland people will always be prosperous.

Yunzhong City is also full of joy. All streets and city squares are covered with brightly colored felts.

That was the venue for the celebration ceremony, and the streets were full of people.

Even the rooftops were full of people singing and laughing.

The cheerful music played on the prairie copper flute echoed in Fatty's ears. From time to time, girls in costumes shuttled among the crowd like butterflies.

They are like colorful flowers blooming on the grassland, embellishing the entire Cloud City with spring scenery.

Sometimes there are boys and girls chasing and fighting with each other.

What makes the fat man incomprehensible is that most of the boys and girls chasing him are about the same age as him.

Another sight was the wreaths thrown randomly on the street. The affectionate eyes of the people throwing wreaths made the fat man feel wary in his heart.

On the contrary, the older ones seemed much more stable, but seeing that most of them were followed by their wives, the fat man seemed to understand.

"Today is the most important day of July for prairie people." Scelis was dressed in a rich dress, her black eyebrows were slightly raised, and her long hair was draped casually on her shoulders.

The silver gauze skirt wraps around the shoulders, changing the heroic appearance when wearing mail armor in the past.

Instead, there is a noble elegance that makes people feel ashamed.

Seeing the fat man's confused look, Scellis whispered beside him, "On this day, boys and girls can choose their favorite person.

If the girl agrees, she will give the riding crop she knits to the boy she likes.

As the future pillar of the tribe, boys must have more rights than girls. Even if a girl doesn't like him, she can rush to hug him, while a girl can only avoid but cannot resist.

But after the boy was hugged, he naturally couldn't escape a painful punishment.

In addition to the degree of punishment for their wanton behavior, it also has something to do with the girl's likes and dislikes of the boy. Scellis chuckled at the corner of her mouth and suddenly paused,

As if remembering something, his fair face turned crimson.

"This method is quite special. I don't know if there is an age limit." The fat man has not yet noticed the strangeness of Scellis. At this moment, he is staring at an oncoming noble girl wearing gorgeous clothes. The fair skin is turbulent, making the fat man swallow hard

Fatty has always been fond of the customs of various places, and his curiosity naturally places special emphasis on these "special" places.

Sceris looked at the fat man staring at the girl's breasts lustfully, and gave the fat man an angry look.

This damn fat man really doesn't hide his timidity.

Scelis bit her lips lightly and said, "Actually, there are no strict rules. This is the most direct way for a prairie boy to understand a girl's body structure.

However, older boys usually have their own wives, and if they play this kind of game, others will laugh at them.

On the grassland, a man who makes people laugh will not be respected by others, and naturally he will not be welcomed by others."

The fat man pretended not to hear what Scellis meant, and secretly looked at the soft and jade-like arm of a nearby Kugit girl secretly with interest.

Seeing the fat man's erratic appearance, Sceris was helpless.

The closer you get to the edge of the city, the more lively the scene becomes.

When he stood on the battlements of the city gate, he was completely stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw a vast grassland filled with densely packed people and bonfires like stars in the sky.

Pieces of white tents spread to the end of the world,

Various competitions and large-scale group dances are being held between the temporary tent fences. In those competitions,

Some fat people know about them, and some are incomprehensible to fat people.

"What's going on?" The fat man looked at the target of his trip, the empty Turga city gate with no guards on guard, and turned around depressedly and asked,

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Sceris had an intoxicating smile on her beautiful face.

Looking at the fat man's extremely depressed face, I felt as comfortable as drinking a glass of ice water. The jealousy and depression just now were long forgotten.

The fat man looked at the smile on the corner of Scellis's lips and knew that he had been deceived by this woman again.

Yes, this is definitely a deception. On such a grand festival, it is extremely easy to escape from the princess mansion.

But he thought he had taken advantage of it and actually agreed to this woman to find someone in the dangerous Wang Ting.

"I kept my promise, my lord." With a sly smile on her face, Sceris pointed to the city gate not far away without any guards.

"Your subordinates can leave safely. We prairie people attach great importance to promises. The guards have gone to the festival.

Tonight, except for the royal court, no guards in the entire city will come out to interfere with the carnival crowd.

Whether they are nobles or commoners, they are all equal tonight.

The whole city will live in joy, and this will last throughout the night until the first ray of sunshine before dawn tomorrow shines at the city gate."

"This woman..." The fat man was so depressed that he couldn't speak. He felt that there must be a fluffy fox tail wagging behind Scellis's holy and elegant clothes.

The fat man sighed helplessly, waved to the guards behind him and the carriage carrying Maomo Allen and his daughter, and said, "You should leave the city immediately.

Remember, don’t go back along the southern grassland, which has been blocked by the Ruidian army.

You can follow the western trade route to bypass Sadu Acropolis and Aichmore, and meet me at the city of Vila on the border."

"Sir, take care." Captain Rofas of the Guards said with excitement, he stopped in front of the fat man's horse and gave a military salute. When he passed by the wrong horse,

Whispered softly into the fat man's ear, "The Grand Duke's subordinates have arranged for 10 longbow guards to come to the Alutu Hill ten miles outside the city to meet you."

Seeing the guards and carriage disappear into the crowd in the distance, the fat man turned back with infinite regret.

The sunset was picturesque on the horizon. Fatty did not return to the princess's mansion. Instead, he watched various competitions on the grassland outside the city.

Sceris didn't say anything either. Maybe she felt a little guilty for deceiving the fat man, so she followed the fat man silently.

The affectionate gaze looking at the fat man's back was like a typical Kugit woman following her husband. A dozen Kugit guards in civilian clothes were guarding nearby,

Most of those competitions are related to horses,

The fat man knew that the status of horses in the hearts of Kugit people even surpassed their legs.

The girls cheering and showing off their flowers seemed to ignite the enthusiasm of the entire grassland.

The rapid sound of horse hooves echoed across the grassland, and everyone looked excited.

A series of whizzing black spots passed through the fat man like rapid arrow clusters. In a row of fences at the end of the horse track, new players were doing warm-up exercises.

In addition to horseback riding, archery is also an indispensable activity for the Kugits.

Because of this, in many horse racing competitions, mounted archery plays a large part. For Kujit shooters who have grown up on horses,

Shooting an arrow on a rushing horse is as ordinary as breathing on a daily basis. Those arrow targets fixed in the distance are just children's play targets.

A qualified Kugit cavalry archer needs to be able to shoot a bow and arrow on a galloping horse at least fifty meters away, which is considered a man's style.

"Beng Beng Beng" the crisp sound of bowstrings is like the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, mixed with the whistling of arrowheads tearing the air.

From the loud cheers and scattered jeers, we can see the achievements of these shooters.

Fatty had no say in Kujit's long and superb riding and archery skills. He even blushed when he thought of his embarrassing archery skills.

Fatty once saw a thirteen-year-old Kugit girl using a toy-like bow in her hand to shoot a wind chime hanging under a tent fifty meters away.

And the arrowhead is still firmly inserted into the raised top of the tent.