Lord Duke

Chapter 35Stories

A gust of wind blew in, then blew away, carrying a faint smell of blood.

Gus, who was lazily half lying on the soft chair, said, "Let me tell you a story."

"Once upon a time, there was a man who owed the lord a sum of money. I can't remember if that was the case. Anyway, he couldn't pay it back, so he sold himself to the lord and became one of the lord's many serfs."

Gaston paused, swept the king on the floor, and said, "If you're not dead, keep listening." But he smiled sweetly again, "You're going to die anyway, so I'll just tell you everything."

"That man is the father of my elder brother and me. He worked hard, worked hard for the lord, and finally married a wife after paying a large amount of marriage tax. Only three years later, my elder brother and I were born. Of course, the son of a serf is also a serf la~"

His voice turned cold: "How many articles of the Law of the Principality of Eaton are written in this way?" He casually blew on the non-existing dust on his fingers, and then continued: "It's okay to be like this. After all, there are Many people are the same as us. Being beaten and scolded, you have to do the most tiring work, even a child can't be lazy~"

"Then, then, one day..." His voice suddenly became bloodthirsty, and cruel and excited light flashed in his eyes. He covered his face, but laughed out loud: "The lord, he died. Then Here comes another lord, and this is a royal boy."

Gass said in an exaggerated chant tone: "It's just a son of the royal family who was exiled to a remote area, and he is still domineering here."

He paused every word: "He is moody, cruel and tyrannical."

"On the first day, Uncle George, who was working with me, was whipped to death because he didn't greet him in time when he came to inspect. The laws of the kingdom do not guarantee your rights.'”

"Ah, what a tragedy." He sighed and closed his eyes.

"The next day, he became unhappy. He found fault with the land we had plowed, and sent his servants to beat up a few serfs. These uncles were seriously injured, and the lord refused to call for a doctor. I still remember that When he saw these miserable serfs, his eyes were filled with disdain: "To die is to die. "And then they really died."

"On the tenth day, the little girl who was tortured and bruised was sent back to the big house where we lived. That was our little friend Nina, she was a very cute little girl. Then, she died soon .”

"No. 12 days..."

"No. 15 days..."

The expression of King Phil who was lying on the ground seemed to have changed. He felt himself getting lighter: "......no...no...people...cough cough...don't care?"

Garth ignored him and said to himself, "And finally it was my father's turn."

"More and more people are dying. No one cares about the life and death of the serfs. No one. Not a single one. Because this is allowed by the laws of the kingdom. Of course, no one would have thought that someone could do such a cruel thing. .”

"Some of us are numb and accept our fate flatly. I am not reconciled."

His expression softened for a moment. "After my father died, my brother took better care of me. He was only a little older than me, and he took over my father's responsibilities. He treated me very well."

He suddenly smiled brightly at King Phil on the ground, and pointed to his face: "Do I look good?" There was a long, long scar on his face, which completely destroyed his pretty face.The king had fainted, and Garth knelt down to test his breath, but he continued speaking by himself.

He murmured to himself: "The audience is gone, so let's make a long story short."

"The lord sent us to a nobleman who heard that he liked little boys. He picked me. My brother was not picked, but he sneaked in and wanted to go with me. So we were picked by many boys. It was sent to the nobleman. The nobleman glanced around the room. There were many little boys standing in a fan shape in the room.

As the nobleman walked over, the frightened children couldn't help but squeeze to the side. My brother stood at the very edge, and he and I stood behind him separately.He was too thin, and when he was squeezed, he accidentally bumped into the corner of the table, breaking a vase.

The nobleman glanced at my brother impatiently, then picked up a whip full of barbs and hit him in the face. ... I blocked it for him.I touched the blood on my face, but smiled.My brother was stunned, and then wept.

At that time, I felt that I was abnormal.I'm already crazy.Driven mad by this scary dark world.I began to wonder if there are really good things in the world?Since there is, why not hesitate to give us a little? "Gas touched the scar on his face, his eyes recalling the distant past.

"Then, something really good happened. I thought we were going to die, but somehow we were saved."

——But, that is not actually light, but a deeper darkness.

"Later, I went through a lot of difficult training, which was unimaginably difficult, but I survived and learned a lot of things."

"Later, when I grew up, I got to know the lord and the noble with my own hands."

"Then, finally someone asked me: 'Don't you hate?So do you want revenge? I replied: "Hate!" "I think I know their purpose, I bowed and replied: "I am willing to serve you. "I know they are from Klingland, and they want to use me, but it doesn't matter, because I really hate it.

I hate that lord, those self-righteous nobles, and the so-called royal children, haha, what I hate the most is naturally the kingdom system that has been passed down from the Eton Kingdom to this day!

I just want revenge on them, crazy.However, my brother didn't hate it that much.His hatred is very rational, but I don't want him to be sober.I pointed to the scar on my face, and I wanted to put my hatred and thoughts on him.

Brothers are of one mind, shouldn't it be right? !

Sometimes I would occasionally think with great kindness: If I really overthrew the kingdom system, wouldn’t I have done a great deed by saving many poor people who suffered the same as me and were ignored by people?I giggled, while my elder brother held up a book of scriptures and glanced at me indifferently.Ah, he's still not happy, after all these years.

Then... is now.

After Gass finished speaking, he looked down at the king. The king was dead, his eyes were still open.It was rare for him to close his eyes and flick his sleeves kindly for him, without taking away a speck of dust, like the wind, when it comes, it comes without a shadow, and when it goes, it goes away without a trace.

The roses in the corner outside the window were in full bloom, as red as blood.

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Payne and Slant sat in front, surrounded by several golden knights from Shidlauli, and several silver knights stood behind them.Payne knocked on the table with a calm expression, glanced around and began to say, "I know you may have doubts."

Except for the two golden knights, the expressions of these knights did not change. They were completely convinced by Payne, as if they firmly believed that no matter how strange his orders were, they must have his rationale.

Slant clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, and looked at the two golden knights with slightly dissatisfied faces with frosty eyes.Although it is normal to have doubts, Slant is just subtly unhappy, and this can be regarded as his pawn.

The two golden knights looked stagnant, but they let go of their dissatisfaction.Payne's eyes were slightly warm, and he shook his head very lightly at Slant, and Slant raised his eyebrows and sat down.

Payne: "How do you feel about the strength of the army we are fighting against today?"

So these people answered one by one in order, there are:

"The strength of the guards is good, comparable to our guards."

"Extremely great!"

"Naturally there is no pressure on us, just poke one with a spear!"

"One sword, one sword."

…………

These people were talking, but their voices gradually became weaker. They were thinking and found something strange.

"According to common sense, it doesn't make sense at all..."

"Clearly knowing that the guards are delivering food to the knights, but they have not sent the knights for a long time..."

"Even if you didn't send knights at the beginning, you should know who to send after seeing the battle situation. Wouldn't that just let those guards die in vain?"

"At that time, we only cared about fighting to get up. We only saw that our victory was close, so we didn't take this into consideration..."

Payne turned their attention back with a calm but chilly voice: "Did you find out? Their coach seems to have intentionally exhausted these soldiers. But—" He paused to see if anyone could take over. go down.

These knights listened respectfully, as if they were certain that he could solve everything by himself—although this was true, none of them could think of what he would say next.

There was a voice as clear as the wind, and Lang Ruyue's voice answered: "Maybe I didn't think so at the beginning, but it will be later. Therefore, if we continue to fight, it will be as the opponent wants."

Payne nodded and said, "That's it."

Suddenly, a notification came from outside the tent, "Bronze Knight Mir, please see me!"

Slant smiled: "The spies are here." So people came in, the curtain was lifted, Mir came in, first visited these people who were higher than him here according to the rules, and then reported to Slant and Payne Said: "I found the news. Some of today's army do not seem to be loyal to them, but who they are loyal to. It is still impossible to find out..."

Payne cut off his words, "Enough is enough. So, it makes sense."

At first, the two gold knights who were dissatisfied looked ashamed, and they both stepped forward and apologized to the knights: "We are at fault."

Payne's blue eyes showed calmness and wisdom, like a sea that embraced everything, he said: "It's okay."

The night came quietly.Payne estimated the time, and said, "It's getting late, we'll discuss other matters tomorrow, and we'll play by ear. Let's go."

So they all went away.

Laurie and Shide yawned sleepily, and walked away together.The others also went back in twos and threes.Footsteps and voices fade away.

Slante had to go back to his military division's tent, and if he didn't go back, he had to ask those who kept the tent to find him.He didn't turn his head around for a while, and couldn't think of any way to stay, so he had to plan to go back in dismay.

Payne stopped him, but Slanter shook his head as if he knew what he was going to say, and looked at his bed: "It's too small." Yiguan lazily said: "And it's hard to explain, right? I'm going to sneak back tomorrow morning?"

Payne couldn't figure out what he was really thinking at the moment, so he simply followed what he said, and nodded without forcing it. His eyes were full of indulgence, mixed with a faint smile, as light as drizzle on an empty mountain.

It's just that Slant was annoyed as soon as he walked out. After walking a few steps, he thought of a good idea, so he couldn't help humming an unknown song at random, and went back.

The night is already very deep.

A patrolling guard rubbed his eyes sleepily. He seemed to see a black shadow flashing past. When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing there.He couldn't help muttering: "It must be a hallucination."

There was no guard outside the main tent.This is not because of any other reasons, but because the Duke of Payne is not used to being guarded outside, and the main tent is located in the middle, so the security is relatively high.

The black shadow shuttled into the main tent.

Payne was in a light sleep, and when he sensed someone beside him, he tensed up reflexively, ready to violently hurt someone at any time.There was a very faint fragrance hitting the tip of his nose, but he closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and slowed down his breathing, as if he was going to do something.

A pair of hands gently lifted his quilt, and then a body slowly retracted, trying not to wake him up.

Payne wanted to laugh, he already knew who it was, and was about to open his eyes and tease him, when he suddenly heard a sigh: "We must always be together."

He felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, moved and joyed all over again, he suddenly opened his eyes, and Slant, who thought he was not awake, was taken aback for a moment, and Payne said firmly: "Yes, definitely. "

He embraced him, put his head on his shoulder, and said in a rare tone: "Why are you so unconfident?" After thinking for a while, he moved forward and kissed Slante's forehead, then his eyes, and finally lips.

Slant was completely stunned, and the word 'no lack of self-confidence' got stuck on the tip of his tongue.Seeing the enlarged version of the handsome face in front of him, and the rare brows and eyes full of affection, he was at a loss and felt a little embarrassed.But it was just that.

He quickly reacted, so he just lazily lay on Payne's bed, and said casually: "It's rare to have the heart to express my affection." He glanced at Payne, seemingly helpless and joyful, and said, "I was listened to by you again." arrive."

Payne got up and lit a lamp.A lamp is like a bean.There is a thin light illuminating here.

Slante's eyebrows and eyes moved, and the light and shadow in his eyes flowed. Under the faint light, there was a feeling of water flowing and not drunk, "You don't even ask me why I come to sleep with you at night?"

Payne asked cooperatively, "Why?"

Slante laughed, his eyes were bent into crescent moons, seeming to be seductive, but the tiny pupils that were exposed showed affection.

He was silent, but Payne sat close to him, with a moonlight-soaked voice flowing like water: "It's my fault. I didn't get used to it for a while, so I came directly according to the order of the army. Although the army sleeps separately "It's a rule that only the manager sleeps in the main tent, but you can make an exception once, and many, many times."

Slant turned over and sat up, and knocked on his head: "Think too much. It's just that I can't fall asleep!" Payne showed a very sly smile, and Slant knew it when he saw his smile. , can't help being annoyed for a second.He said slowly, "It's your current rule again?"

Payne nodded seriously: "Yes."

A few words of laughing and making noise like this, hugging each other and sleeping, hair intertwined, tender and lingering.It seems that they have completely forgotten about tomorrow's battle, and the enemy army not far away, and there are only two of them left in the world.

An unknown insect chirped once or twice.

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