Before AD [Babylonian Favorites]

The iron cage opened suddenly, and before I could even resist, I was pushed in by a strong force.

"Beautiful dancer, it's your turn to perform on stage."

Pockmarked face giggled and closed the door.

There was the sound of iron chains winding behind him, followed by the chaotic footsteps of several people, the door of the room was pulled open, a light and shadow appeared, and then closed.

Everything returned to silence.

Deathly silence.

My heartbeat suddenly enlarged, and it seemed to be the only living thing in this room.When I heard the intermittent sound of the harp next door, my first reaction was to call for help, but the voice was about to burst out, but was blocked by Bu Shengsheng, who was tightly gagged in his mouth.

I used my right hand to pull out the cloth in my mouth little by little. At this moment, I felt an animal on the opposite side swaying slightly along with my movements.

The blood all over my body rushed to my brain in an instant, and I stood still and didn't dare to move.Staring at the opposite side, the nerves are like a tight string.

What is the scariest thing in the world?Not the devil, not hell, but the unknown.

I have read many stories about people escaping from adversity, but I never understand what it is like to be in adversity.However, at this moment, I finally understand this kind of state of mind that is on the verge of collapse-everything around you is reminding you that there is no way out for you, you will definitely die, and you should feel hopeless.

But I still remember that on a sunny afternoon not long ago, someone told me a truth.

He said that many things, as long as you believe, it will come true.

Thinking of this sentence, for some reason, the tip of my nose was sour, and I almost shed tears.

That person seemed to be standing right in front of me, smiling at me gently, even the corners of his eyes and brows were full of tenderness.

I bit my lip hard, and the sharp pain woke up my blurry mind again.

Francisco, oh Francisco, how can you give up hope?How can you fall down without disappointment at this moment?

Suddenly, the iron cage trembled slightly, and I was startled, so I quickly grabbed the edge of the iron cage with my left hand.

A familiar smell of fishy smell came to the nostrils.

The dark shadow on the opposite side stretched out towards me, getting bigger.With this movement, its outline gradually became clear.Limbs, head, torso... It can be seen that this is a large mammal. Visually, it is at least two and a half meters long[1].

It stared at me motionless, with a strange black luster in its eyes.

My scalp started to tingle a little.

As if feeling my fear, at this moment, it suddenly moved a small step towards this side.

I gasped, this posture, cheetah?tiger?Or a lion?

Seeing that I was still unresponsive, the beast became even more unscrupulous, and quickly approached two steps, prostrated itself on the ground, and assumed a posture ready to attack.

Now it was only a few steps away from me, and I finally saw what it looked like.

A very strong lion!

With a huge figure of nearly two and a half meters, strong limbs that look extremely lethal, and eyes full of hunger and longing, it is obvious that this lion is not a lazy waste kept in a zoo. Its leisurely movements and Aggressive momentum, all declared that it is the real king of the jungle.At such a close distance, I can even hear a rough grunt from its throat, which makes people shudder.

In this state, it may take my life at any time.But in a hand-to-hand fight with a lion, I would surely die.

My brain started to run wild, there must be a way to outsmart it.No matter whether it is human or animal, nothing is invincible, and there are always some methods that can be used.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I suddenly remembered an article I had read in the past.

I love traveling, so I like to subscribe to travel magazines, including National Geographic.There was an issue about American wildlife. The author of an article was a photographer, and he told about his personal experience of being accidentally targeted by a lion while shooting a mountain lion, and then successfully escaped.

If you are targeted by a lion, the author said, first of all, you cannot escape.

Roar--

Probably smelling the blood on my body, the lion in front of me roared excitedly, with saliva flowing down its mouth.

I immediately tore off the robe on my body with great difficulty, and put my broken right hand on my chest, and used my left hand to push the clothes to the maximum. The author said that lions are generally afraid of larger animals.

Sure enough, although the lion was a little puzzled, the momentum of the original attack was slightly reduced.Taking advantage of this opportunity, I hurriedly turned my head to look at the chains wrapped around the iron cage.

But when I looked back, I found that it seemed to be a little closer to me.

My heart tightened.No, you have to use the second trick.

"Get off! You fucking fuck off! You useless filthy brute!" I yelled in my most vicious tone, shaking my fist in front of it.

The lion was a little caught off guard by my ferocious appearance, and shrank its head slightly in fright.It retreated two steps in a row, didn't dare to move forward again, and just walked back and forth impatiently in place.

——When encountering a lion, you should not squat down, but stand firm, wave your arms, and shout loudly to act as a deterrent [2].

The cold sweat made my palms very wet. I didn't know how long I could procrastinate, but for the first time in my life, I realized that I, too, could be such a brave person.Is it true that as Alexander said, as long as I believe, I can do it.

Exhausted, I slowly leaned against the iron cage, the burning pain in my back constantly reminding me that I was still alive.

Someone next door started drinking and I heard the voices of men heckling and women joking.

I can't help laughing.Even so, I firmly believe that I will survive, am I too stupid?

No one can see my smile, but I'm not sad.

If, and if even then, I can survive, can you give me a reason to believe that Alexander will be safe tonight?

I made a reverent sign of the cross on my chest with my broken hand, and then whispered to myself.

God, if you still remember this person whom you have forgotten thousands of years ago, I only wish you to fulfill a wish for me.

Bless Alexander safe.

"...How about the boy I gave you?" Suddenly, I heard a loud voice from the next door, it was Nabazan.

"You mean Bagoss?" Another voice said lazily, but seemed reluctant to respond, "It's okay."

I was stunned.

The sound was very low, but probably because the room was too quiet, I still caught it.I can't hear this voice wrong, because it has been repeated too many times in my ear, it is Alexander's voice.

Nabazan confirmed uncertainly: "Your Majesty doesn't like him?"

"I don't like it." Alexander replied slowly and simply.

At this moment, there is no change in this dark room, but my heart hurts a little.

"Why?" Nabazan seemed very disappointed, "Your Majesty, I worked so hard to rob him halfway."

Alexander chuckled nonchalantly: "It's nothing, everyone said he was beautiful in the past, just a little curious."

"But Bagoss is indeed a very talented child." Nabazan said.

"Talent? There are tens of thousands of little boys like him." There was a trace of disapproval in Alexander's deep and clear voice, "I think Darius' vision is really bad."

I lowered my head in a daze, looking at my right hand, which was still in a praying posture on my chest, my wrist was red, swollen and ugly, and my clothes were dirty and wrinkled.I wanted to pull out a laugh, but after trying hard for a long time, I still failed.

The heart seemed to be stabbed abruptly by someone, the pain would kill him, but he couldn't even touch it.

It turned out that I was like this in his eyes.

I never knew, I thought, I thought... at least it wouldn't be so ugly.I thought that what I did so much could at least be meaningful to him, at least in some fragments of memory, he was an irreplaceable weight for me, at least I really believed in him, and believed in him so hard.

Tears finally slipped down uncontrollably.

Alexander.

What am I to you.

A lousy squire?

A very wayward servant?

Or a dispensable, or simply extra air-like person?

I slid to the ground, hugged my head, and didn't want to hear anything anymore.

The menacing hiss of the lion was getting closer.

I suddenly felt that even if I was killed by a wild animal immediately, I didn't care anymore.At least I will no longer look so ridiculous, so desperate.

Yes, a lifetime is so short, but no matter how difficult or painful, I have never been so desperate as I am now.

It's like... like... what you thought you could believe in has completely collapsed.

It's like waking up and someone you've been trusting is gone.

It's like one day, you fell in love with someone, but after turning around, you realized that you liked him with all your strength, just to get him to say thank you.

The lion roared, and its huge body rushed towards me.

I close my eyes.

I just hope he is safe.

The author has something to say:

[1] Asiatic lion, Persian subspecies, from Baidu Encyclopedia "Persian subspecies" and "Asian tiger" and the post "Is there any wild Asian lions in Iran"

[2] The reference comes from "Escape Methods When Encountering Wild Animals", "This is the Most Effective Escape".