noble pharmacist

The gates of the city opened, and it was another autumn hunt.

The Liberal came out from the shadow of the heavy oak door.The elderly and children huddled together, the women clutched the packages in their hands, and the middle-aged men walked outside with daggers, swords and farm forks forked with grain and grass.The few soldiers in the castle guarded them on both sides.

They were the sons-in-law of the baker, the eldest son of the blacksmith, the lovers of the laundress...their swords were not the sharpest, their horses were seldom ridden, and their clothes were scarred from the battles of previous days.

It would be an easy siege, Seth thought.

His logic is frighteningly simple.The Imperial Knights defend the king and his subjects.Liberals are not loyal to Denton, and therefore cannot be counted among His Majesty's patronage.

Seth was never soft on the rebels.

He saw Anderson.

His hands were tied behind his back with hemp rope, and someone held a short knife against his back, forcing him to walk in front of the group.Wearing only a very thin shirt, his face turned blue from the cold, like a paper man who would fall to the ground if the wind blows.

Seth didn't take his eyes off that moment.

He couldn't hear what the silver-haired adjutant was saying sideways to him, but he saw his young master walking at the front of the death line, with a quiet and gentle expression, miraculously walking steadily with every step, leading the people behind him step by step towards the The east side of the park is close.

At that moment Seth felt that something in his heart had been hollowed out.The world suddenly became dead silent, only the sound of his heart beating violently and Anderson's thin figure walking firmly on the snow.

As the team got closer, Seth felt that his throat was dry and his courage to speak was losing bit by bit.The best time to strike had been missed, and he knew his soldiers were wondering, and he could even hear the clash of armor as they looked around anxiously.The dumb knight Fred standing on his right just silently looked at the place where the battle was about to take place.He was waiting for an order from Seth to charge with his cavaliers.

The adjutant asked again: "Marquis, are you attacking?"

If the information sent by Vincent is correct, this is the last group of rebels trying to break out of Oak City.Among these refugees are mixed the highest cadres of the Liberal Party here.To his left and a member of the Royal Order to his right, each seemingly loyal has an attempt at his current position.Let these refugees go, today's incident will reach Curtis's ears sooner or later, and he will face punishment in the Plantagenet Hall.

Charged with... favoritism and infidelity.

Seth suddenly turned his horse's head and galloped out of Anderson's sight. The order to attack was given by the adjutant.Anderson was a little disdainful. If a person who has been killed once kills him a second time, do he need to run away?

He quickly lost time to think.

The sharp arrow whizzed past his left cheek, his neck was sticky, it should be covered with blood.As soon as they were attacked, the team became a mess, and the role of the hostage was lost. Anderson was caught in the crowd, bowed his waist, and ran along the base of the wall towards the main road.People around him kept falling down, soldiers, women, children... He stumbled as he ran, bumped into someone countless times, and was knocked down again.The moment he stood up he saw Seth.

Seth leaned on the black Thoroughbred Sother horse, and hurried through the chaos, as if looking for something.

Anderson saw Seth straighten up from the horse.

He saw Seth's face white as paper.

He saw Seth knock down two of his accompanying riders and rush towards this side.

He saw Seth gesturing eagerly with one hand.

Then Anderson couldn't see anything.He couldn't see who it was that stabbed him from behind.Maybe it's a knight, maybe it's just an ordinary infantryman.He only felt a warm current surge from his numb abdomen, and suddenly his legs couldn't support the weight of his body, and he knelt down on the ground.The ropes that bound his wrists cut deep into his flesh, so he couldn't hold down his bleeding wound.

He fell face down in the snow.

Someone stepped on his back and ran in a panic.

At the last moment, there was a burst of sweetness in his throat.He couldn't tell whether it was the blood choking from his chest, or the smell of the evening sea breeze blowing past the kitchen where butter soup was cooked in Fort Aiye.

He seemed to be back to the boy reading in the cook's rocking chair, drowsy by the blazing fire.

Seth leaned against the door frame wearing a black tunic, and rarely called him by name: "Ann, wake up."

Anderson thought, so death is such a memorable thing.

Ann, wake up.

wake up.

I beg you to wake up.

Anderson wasn't awakened by Ryan, but by some kind of rodent gnawing his wrist.He thought it wouldn't hurt so much to be stabbed, so he waved his hand, gnawed on his thing, and jumped away with a high-pitched voice.Anderson saw Henry III looking at him tearfully with half of the rope in his mouth, with a huge bag on his head.

Ryan was bandaging his wound, and Xiaolong gnawed away the rope that bound his hands.

The battle is not over.The city gates are thrown wide open, heralding Oak City's final great escape.Ryan lifted Anderson up, and asked apologetically, "Can I still go?" He paused: "Sorry, I'm late."

Those who couldn't escape turned around and ran into Oak City. It seemed that Ryan led the people to blow up a gap in the city where they could escape.Anderson's sanity was already on the verge of blur.He only remembered being carried by Ryan through the narrow and slippery streets, and the little dragon chirping sadly on his shoulder, each sound getting longer and longer.Because he couldn't use his feet, he was almost half-dragged and half-carried away by Ryan's shoulders.

Ryan kept talking along the way, with a cheerful tone: "We will be able to leave the city after the block in front, and we will be picked up by people from the headquarters. Honey, you are so strong. When we leave here, I will hand over the work on my hands , let's go to the heather valley together. Every year in October the whole valley is covered with light purple heather. It's very beautiful. Keep up your spirits, baby, you'll like it."

Many people fled with them.Soldiers have been chasing the city from outside, and there are intermittent cries and women's screams everywhere.About 100 people were cornered into a dead-end alley.You can be rescued by climbing over a three-meter-high wall, but no one has a rope for climbing, and there is no place on the wall to use for climbing.

The scene was extremely chaotic, Ryan was yelling something, and Anderson only saw his lips open and close, and the world became silent due to blood loss.

Later he understood that when Ryan handed him over to the person next to him, he said: "Come on, let's build a ladder!"

The strong man pushed the wall and stacked two layers, letting the woman and the wounded step on their shoulders first.Anderson couldn't remember who held him by the ankle and sent him over the wall, only that he hadn't seen Ryan since that day.

Ryan successfully led the former residents of Oak City to break out of the siege, and recruited reinforcements from the nearest Liberal stronghold.On the other side of the wall were horses and carts, and Anderson sat on a flatbed with the few other refugees who had fled, watching Oak City fade from sight.

He was later told that Lane would never come back.

They avoid checkpoints and patrols, avoid rest during the day and rest at night, and finally arrive at the easternmost town of the Cornish Plains, an obscure base of the Liberal Party.

Anderson's wound was festering, and he had a high fever, and his hands trembled uncontrollably when he applied medicine to other wounded people every day.He paid attention to which plants along the way were edible and which could be used as medicine, and he pulled the horse away from the poisonous wild cherry leaves in time, and warned the hungry children to put down the fruit with the taste of almonds-plants with this taste are generally very poisonous.

While everyone was resting, Anderson went to a corner alone and applied numbing and pain-relieving herbs to the wound.

There is an urgent need for a pharmacist in the team, and everyone has seen his dedication and no longer questioned his identity.People silently allowed this former nobleman who was involved with the Royal Knights to join their team and slowly moved eastward.

Anderson told himself that they were all people Ryan had protected with his life.How can I let them die?

When building a human wall, someone always stands at the bottom, letting his companions step on their shoulders to escape.

In the end, there must be one person left.

In the chaos, Anderson never saw Ryan again because he was at the bottom of the ladder.Anderson stepped on his shoulders to climb to the other side of the wall, and then sent out a child, and then a woman... The man who took the ladder changed three times, but he insisted on staying at the bottom.

When everyone climbed over that wall, the Royal Knights had already appeared at the end of the alley.

Ryan met the dumb knight Fred's team.Fred rode on a tall white horse and held a dazzling broadsword.He didn't speak, but slowly raised the corners of his mouth towards the person at the end of the alley, looking like a red-haired Grim Reaper in the backlight.

The old wound on Ryan's chest cracked under the stampede. He straightened his messy clothes with a wry smile, shrugged, and raised his hands.

Some say he died there instantly.

Some say he was identified as Supreme Overseer Ryan Black and brought before Seth.

No matter which choice fate makes, he will never appear in front of people alive again.

The last little boy who climbed over the wall on his shoulder saw him slowly raise his head.Cornwall is a plain, and you can see the shadowy mountains of the northern forest covered with snow all the year round.

Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Actually, after turning over that mountain, it's not far from Heather Valley."

At the end of the mountain, a large piece of golden cloud rose, and the cloud flew across the sky quickly, casting a huge shadow on the field.Wherever they went, people scattered in panic: "Dragon! The dragon team of the Royal Knights!"

The dragons crashed into the tall bell towers, their huge wings toppled the low houses, and their flames set the old oak trees in the square ablaze.When all this was over, the battered Oak City was finally reduced to ashes.