A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

When the mountain god got angry, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the sky fell apart.

Everyone was terrified, no matter how powerful the brave man was, he could do nothing but wait for the anger of the mountain god to dissipate.

After Shuros climbed up the crack, he and Garlan hid in a relatively safe place.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before the shaking ground gradually calmed down.

Everything that was terrible happened in an instant, making people caught off guard and unable to resist.

After the earthquake calmed down, the tense two people breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't care about the image any more, and straightly stretched their legs and sat down on the ground, panting heavily.

At this moment, the bodies of both of them were covered with dust, and even their hair was dusty. Whether it was a beautiful boy or a handsome bard, they all looked extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Shuros sat on the ground, with his hands resting on his bent knees, he took a few breaths and glanced at Garlan next to him.

The young man's hand was on the ground, and there were still a few scratches on the bare forearm from the stone, which was obviously scratched when he rushed over to grab him.

He glanced at it, then lowered his eyes.

Not long ago, the bandit was beaten up by the other party purely because he was distracted by the 'beauty' for a while, and he was careless.

In fact, although he is very bad at close combat, he is very agile, as long as he is not caught, he can still dodge.

Therefore, even if Gal didn't come to help him, he could quickly climb up with his agility, which was why he rushed over to help Gallan.

If he felt incapable of avoiding that crack, he wouldn't go forward.

After all, your own life is more important.

That's just how human nature is.

It's just that Schloss doesn't know.

When this noble young master rushed over to grab him, was he just like him, thinking that he could get out of his body so he helped him, or... didn't think about anything at all?

Schloss thought so deeply, then shook his head, dismissing the thought.

Even if Gal decides to help him because he can retire completely, this is still very good, and he is already considered a very trustworthy companion.

Not knowing what Schulos was thinking at all, Garlan, who had gone through the thrilling scene just now and was still a little bit blank, sat on the ground with his hands propped behind his back, his head tilted back, panting heavily.

The long hair was messily scattered on his shoulders, the dusty face looked dirty, and the whole person looked dusty.

Panting for breath, he looked around the calm surroundings. The place that was still beautiful at that moment was now covered with broken rocks and broken trees, the stream stopped flowing, rocks collapsed, and the flat ground was full of cracks of all sizes.

Especially the gap not far in front of them, which is about ten meters wide, so dark that you can't see the bottom, like an abyss, once you fall down, you will definitely die, and there will be no bones left.

Just looking at it, Garlan felt lingering fear.

"Tsk, it's really unlucky. People like me, who are protected by the goddess Avdomir, have good luck in the past. Why do they always encounter these unlucky things these days?"

The bard who had recovered his breath sat cross-legged on the ground, patting the dust off his body while complaining disgruntled.

For some reason, Garlan felt a little guilty when he heard this, so he didn't say anything.

"Hey, with such a movement, the mountain cracked, the water disappeared, and the scenery was gone. The most troublesome thing is that our horses don't know where they went."

Schulos, who was in a bad mood, complained non-stop.

Garlan laughed dryly, but still didn't speak. He turned his head and looked around, trying to find the horses that had run away. Maybe with luck they came back by themselves.

The earthquake had just subsided, but the ground was still in a mess. Tree trunks were broken, rocks collapsed, and the dust that was splashed was like a thick mist, making it hard for people to see too far.

Garlan looked around, and suddenly saw the shadow of a horse in the dust mist that hadn't dissipated in the distance.

"Look, there's our horse—"

Garlan raised his finger to point in that direction, but just halfway through speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Uh, no, it seems to be white, not ours... Ah, it disappeared... That horse seems a little strange."

"White horse? At night, except for us who can't enter the city, who else is bored enough to enter the mountains at night..."

Schloss was sitting lazily on the ground and said this, but in the middle of speaking, he suddenly paused.

"White horse?"

He repeated it.

"A white...horse?"

He repeated it again, as if he suddenly thought of something, his expression suddenly became agitated.

"I said Gal, when you first went up the mountain, you saw a white shadow, isn't it the same?"

When Shuros said this, Garlan thought about it carefully, and said with some uncertainty: "It seems...it seems a bit like..."

"That's right!"

Shuros stood up abruptly, looking at Garlan excitedly.

"It's a unicorn!"

"what?"

Alone... what?

Garlan was a little confused.

"White, like a horse, erratic... That's right, it must be a white unicorn! I told you not long ago, the legend of Mount Twiller, the white unicorn will appear in the most beautiful place in the world In front of the girl!"

Garlan glared at him.

"I'm not a girl."

"Maybe that unicorn misjudged you like I did and mistook you for a girl?"

"...If the legendary holy beast had the same level of eyes as yours, it would be so miserable."

The agitated Schloss could no longer care about Garlan's complaints about him.

"Anyway, it's already like this now, let's hurry up and catch up, maybe we can really see the legendary unicorn!"

Thinking that he might be able to see the legendary holy beast with his own eyes, the bard rubbed his hands excitedly.

He urged Garlan repeatedly: "Hurry up, hurry up, you can see it, let's catch up."

"But there was an earthquake just now, aren't you afraid of another earthquake?"

Schloss waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Anyway, we are halfway up the mountain. If there are real earthquakes one after another, we will have no time to run. There is no difference between going up the mountain and going down the mountain."

The bard raised his hand, wiped the dust off his cheeks, and showed a handsome and confident smile

"I am the most loyal and handsome follower of Goddess Avdomir. The Goddess is reluctant to let me die, so of course she will protect me."

"........."

Garlan said that he did not want to express any opinion on Schulos's statement.

With such a narcissistic believer, the goddess must be very tired.

Although he was speechless to Shuros's words, Garlan was also very curious about the so-called unicorns in his heart. He hesitated for a while, and he got up under the urging of Shuros, and brought Shuros to the person who saw the white shadow just now. The direction followed.

The white shadow appears and disappears from time to time, disappearing for a while, and passing by another shadow for a while, but it is always far away from him, and it cannot catch up to him no matter what.

Garlan and the others stopped and went, unknowingly chasing after him for a long time. When they found out, the sun had already risen from the horizon.And that white shadow has completely lost track, and they didn't know when they were about to climb to the top of the mountain.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, that white shadow is gone."

"Did you run away?"

"I don't know, anyway, I can't see it now..."

"Tsk, I knew that unicorns are not so easy to see. Maybe I found out that you are a man, so I ran away."

Schloss clicked his tongue regretfully, and said angrily.

He shook his head and looked around.

"Speaking of which, this place seems to be near the big waterfall in Mount Twiller. Because the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk, and there are many beasts, few people can come up here to have a panoramic view of the waterfall."

He stroked his forehead proudly.

"Of course, these are not obstacles to me. I went up last time and saw the waterfall with my own eyes. The scenery is indeed majestic and worth seeing."

Hearing what he said, Garlan's heart was moved.

"Since we're all here, why don't you take me to have a look?"

"It's okay, we're all here anyway, but I don't know if the beautiful scenery will still be there after this landslide."

Shrugging his shoulders, Shuros turned his head to look, judged the direction, and then led Garlan to the location of the great waterfall in his memory.

There is almost no scenery to see along the way, only the countless big trees have been uprooted, and the roots are exposed outside the soil, stacked in a haphazard manner.The soil scattered away, revealing the rocks buried deep below.The rock cracked open, and tiny pieces of rubble rolled all over the place.

The mountain road was already rugged, but once the ground moved, there was no way at all. Even for the skilled Garlan and Shuros, it was extremely difficult to walk.

After walking for a while, when turning up a small slope, Schulos looked back inadvertently.

"Huh?" He said with some surprise, "You can see the city below from here."

The originally towering and stacked hillsides and huge trees blocked the line of sight, even from the top of the mountain, you couldn't see the bottom. This time, the earthquake caused the tree to fall, and the mountain in this direction just happened to be shaken and a gap was opened. And that gap happened to face the direction of the city.

Shuros stood here, looking down, he could see the city of Twillur at the foot of the mountain from a distance through the huge gap.

Garlan followed and looked back, and indeed he could see the city at the foot of the mountain.

Ant-like figures were coming and going in the city, looking very busy.

"It seems that there must have been a lot of casualties in the city of Twiller in this earthquake."

Garlan frowned.

"That village..."

He thought of the village he passed by not long ago, and that village was also within the range of the earthquake, and suffered disasters one after another, and the civilians would probably be even more difficult.

"Don't think too much about it. That's something that those powerful officials should take care of. We little people can't take care of it, and we don't have the ability to do it."

Schulos said, turning around and walking on.

"You'd better remember that we must not get close to the city of Twiller now, or we will be in trouble."

Garlan nodded obediently and followed.

Probably in order to divide Garlan's heart, Schulos kept thinking while walking.

"Look at the river flowing down. In fact, this is the river formed by the water of the waterfall. It flows down the mountain and reaches the city of Twillur. This is also the most important source of water for the residents of the city."

This section of the road is actually not very long, but it is too difficult to walk, so it took a little time.

Turning a detour again, the eyes suddenly opened up, and at a glance, I could see the white waterfall falling from the cliff in the distance, as well as the sound of running water.

But what surprised Garlan was that the waterfall looked quite big, but the sound of the water was not as loud as expected.

When he was still trudging forward from the piles of trunks and leaves piled up in disorder, Schulos had already jumped up, turned up the short hill in front, raised his hands, and began to sing loudly.

"Ahh~~ That is a supernatural workmanship between heaven and earth, the majestic Twirul Mountains, you are soaring into the sky, in your body, the water of the Milky Way falls from the sky, you are so majestic, you are a miracle in the world... umm ?”

Shuluosi's high-pitched chant stopped abruptly, and the cheerful expression on his face disappeared. He stared ahead, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

"This..." He seemed a little unbelievable to what he saw, "How did it happen?"

Just as Shuros finished speaking, Garlan, who was a step behind him, also climbed up.

Looking up, Garlan was also completely stunned.

In front of the open space is a broad mountain peak, with flowing water rushing down from the top of the mountain.

The wide and huge waterfall slanted down from the high altitude along the mountain top, a piece of white flowers, making a huge splashing sound, which was deafening.

Below the falling water of the waterfall is a slightly sunken wide rock platform.

Further forward from the platform is another cliff.

And this cliff is much higher than the mountain above, almost vertical.

Water falling from this cliff will form a magnificent and majestic waterfall.

It should be so.

But at this moment, there is no spectacular waterfall, only the sparse seepage of running water, forming a thin water curtain on the cliff.

Because of the earthquake just now, the rocks on both sides cracked, and countless gravel mixed with broken tree trunks and soil rolled down, just blocking the edge of the cliff, tightly blocked, like a dam .

The rock platform was originally surrounded on three sides, and only one side of the cliff allowed the water to flow down to form a waterfall, but at this moment, that side was blocked by the rolling rocks and tree trunks, and it became a bowl shape.

As a result, all the running water flowing down from the mountain peak was contained in this suddenly formed 'bowl', and the water accumulated, and the more it accumulated, the more it accumulated.

Schloss thought about it.

"It's okay." He said, "When there is more water stored, the rolling rocks and soil can't hold up, and they will be washed away by the water. At worst, we can wait for a few days, and then we can see the waterfall."

Garlan looked at the gravel trees blocking the mouth of the cliff.

Indeed, one side of this 'bowl' holding water is not tight, it is made up of broken pieces, it is nothing if there is too little water, but if there is too much water, it will be washed down...

No.

and many more.

Water... stones... washed down...

The city's water source...

A certain thought suddenly flashed into his mind, and Garlan's heart skipped a beat.

"Sullos!"

he shouted.

At the same time, he turned his head abruptly.

At the foot of the mountain, just in his line of sight, the seemingly small city was there.

"Wow, you suddenly startled me by being so loud, what are you doing..."

"Twirre is in trouble!"

"Huh? What's wrong with Twiller City... Uh, wait, this, this is—"

Schulos, who was originally casual, reacted instantly, and his face changed suddenly.

Once this large amount of blocked and accumulated water soars to the point where the rocks blocking it are washed down, the terrible amount of water will rush down, inevitably causing mountain floods.

The river formed by the waterfall originally flowed along the mountains to the city of Twillur.

At that time, a large amount of flood will wash down with countless rocks, and the entire city will be submerged in the mountain torrents!