A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

The two trekked hard along the way, the mountain road was not easy to walk, and now it was full of potholes and collapsed trees, not to mention carrying a tall and powerful nobleman, the speed could not be slow, even during the break in the middle No, otherwise the pursuers will catch up.

Even though Schulos is physically strong, he was exhausted this time.

Ah~~ This feeling of officers and soldiers chasing after him is really exciting. He doesn't know how long he hasn't experienced this feeling of rapid heartbeat.

He thought with pleasure in such bitterness in his heart.

After a lot of effort, the two finally climbed up to the location of the waterfall out of breath.

The bard, who had always paid great attention to his handsome appearance, could no longer care about his image at this moment. He threw the noble man on his shoulders to the ground, and then sat down on the ground with his hands on the ground, his head raised and panting heavily. Get angry.

The noble who was thrown on the ground let out a groan, and then woke up leisurely.

When he opened his eyes, he saw unfamiliar people and surroundings. He looked around in confusion at first, and then the memory slowly came back to his mind.

Anger appeared on his face, but, full of anger, he managed to maintain the dignity of a nobleman. He didn't yell, but stood up, showing that he straightened his messy clothes, and then , his gaze swept over Garlan and the sitting Shuros with a cold gaze.

"You lowly people, I will never forgive you."

he said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, the long sword suddenly stretched out, and the tip of the sword touched his chest, making him freeze immediately.

"I don't know whether to forgive or not. What I know is that your noble life is now in the hands of a lowly person like me."

Shuros, who was still sitting on the ground, casually pressed his long sword against the noble man's chest, raising his eyebrows.

"How dare you treat me—"

The noble man's chest heaved violently with anger.

Schloss lazily cast a sideways glance at the disbelieving nobleman.

"Okay, anyway, you won't let us go anyway. If you let go now, you will die, and if you add more crimes, you will die. It's all right. So, do you understand the current situation, my lord noble?"

The aristocratic man's face changed several times one after another. He calmed down quickly after being dazzled by anger at first. After scanning the current situation, he suddenly changed his tone.

"As long as you release me now and escort me home, I will consider forgiving you for offending me."

"Tsk tsk, 'will consider', so you nobles like to say such specious things to fool people."

The man's eyes sank, knowing that the bard in front of him was not easy to deceive, he hesitated for a moment, but still felt that his safety was more important.

He said in a deep voice: "Well, I can swear, as long as you send me back safely, I can forget the past."

Shuros smiled and wanted to tease the nobleman, but Garlan who was standing beside him suddenly spoke.

"The pursuers are coming, let's go."

Schloss's smile faded away, he stopped talking to the noble man, stood up, stretched out his hand rudely and dragged the man forward.

"You—you lowly commoner, how dare you treat me so presumptuously—"

It was the first time that the nobleman who had been holding back was treated like this. He felt that he had suffered a huge insult, and he trembled with anger, but he couldn't break free from Schulos's hand, so he could only be dragged away in such a embarrassing manner.

"You will regret it!"

No one paid any heed to his threat. Schulos is a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He has done this, and both left and right are capital crimes. Can this nobleman let himself go just because he is coaxing and holding him now?

The sound of rumbling water came, and the group finally reached their destination.

The furious aristocratic man opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he was startled when he saw the current appearance of the waterfall.He reacted quickly, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he immediately turned his head to look at the city of Twillul, which was visible to the naked eye at the foot of the mountain, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

And those city gate guards and soldiers who managed to catch up were panting and shouting for Garlan and the others to let go of the hostages while panting along the way. Seeing the blocked waterfall, they were all shocked. shocked.

The soldiers whose brains were not quick enough to react were startled, and continued to shout at Garlan and the others, but those with quicker brains, such as the chief of the gate guard, his face had turned from white to blue, and the corners of his eyes were twitching.

If these accumulated rocks and soil are washed down by a large amount of blocked flood water...

Just imagining it made him feel like his heart was about to stop beating.

[The waterfall in Mount Twiller is blocked by rocks shaken by the earthquake, and a flash flood will erupt soon——]

The chief guard of the city gate subconsciously turned his gaze to the blond boy who had yelled this sentence at him.

Standing on the rock above, the young man looked down at him with a calm expression. He was clearly dressed in rough civilian clothes, but for some reason it gave him a great pressure, as if he was looking down on him from a height.

The city gate guard felt a little out of breath for a long time.

If this boy hadn't done something like hijacking nobles...

If he hadn't been forced to save someone and had to chase him...

When the flood occurs, no one in Twillur City will be able to escape. Regardless of whether they are rich or poor, high or low, everyone will be submerged in the mudslides and die without a whole body.

Including himself.

The aristocratic man was obviously still immersed in the terrible consequences he imagined, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

He was looking at the waterfall in a daze, when someone patted his protruding shoulder, and the boy who patted him said, "Sorry, I can only borrow you a little bit for you to see."

After the boy finished speaking, he pushed the noble man to the city gate guard.

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and report to Lord Canile."

The city gate guard suddenly woke up with a loud shout from the young man. He didn't even have time to answer the young man's words. After ordering a few of his confidants to watch the waterfall here, and immediately light a bonfire to warn of thick smoke if there was any danger, he turned around and took The rest of the staff hurried back.

The aristocratic man didn't bother to teach those two kidnappers a lesson, and ran down in a hurry.You know, this blocked waterfall will collapse at some point, and his family and relatives are all in the city!

Watching their leaving backs, Garlan and Schulos looked at each other, and they both saw a bit of relief on each other's faces.

Schloss sat down on the ground, breathing slowly.

As soon as the nerves that had been tense since the abduction of the nobleman relaxed, he felt that all the strength in his body was gone.

Garlan, who was also exhausted, sat down next to Shuros, put his head on his knees, and took a rest to recover his strength.

He didn't notice that in the shadow of the jungle not far away, there was a pair of eyes watching him deeply and quietly.

After resting for several hours, someone came.

But what Garlan didn't expect was that the Lord Canile of Tweilur City actually came up the mountain in person.

At this moment, he was already standing opposite Garlan.

It was a tall and burly man with white sideburns on both sides.But the body is strong, the arms are thick and powerful, and there is no fat on the whole body. It is completely impossible to tell that he is an old man who has reached fifty years old.

The city lord walked like a dragon and a tiger when he walked. He climbed a mountain without showing a tired look on his face, and his back was straight, like a pine tree. It seemed that he was a soldier, and he is still a soldier now. style.

There are not many wrinkles on his face, only the darker ones on his brows, which should be related to his stern face all the year round.

At this moment, he glanced at the blocked waterfall in the distance and frowned deeply.

Then, his eyes swept around Garlan and Shuros, and finally landed on Garlan.

City Lord Carleni stared at Garlan with sharp eyes, like eagles, and his brows frowned even more.

Garlan looked at him, his eyes were calm, and his expression was even more composed.

The city lord stared at Garlan for a long while, then looked away without saying anything.

He turned around and shouted something to the people behind him, his voice was very loud and resounding.

Soon, he led everyone to climb to the top of the waterfall.After looking around, he discussed with the staff beside him for a while and then made a decision.He is used to acting swiftly and decisively, and the teams of soldiers he brought have already moved quickly under his command.

"They're digging ditches."

Shuros, who was forgotten by the city lord and others, bumped Garlan's shoulder and said in a low voice.

Under the command of those staff, the soldiers separated to different places and quickly started digging.

Looking at the areas assigned by each team, it can be seen that they want to dig through the area from the waterfall to a slanted gap in the distance, and guide the accumulated water to flow down the gap over there.

In this way, even if the water washes down, there may still be small flash floods, but it will not be facing the city of Twiller, and there seem to be only a few scattered small villages on that side, as long as the people inside are evacuated. .

"That's enough."

Schulos shook his head and said, "The gap is a little far away from here. The ground is hard and there are rocks underneath. It will take at least three days and three nights to dig like this. I don't know where it is blocked. How long can it last?"

However, shortly after the bard finished speaking, he wisely retracted this sentence.

I saw people climbing up the mountain in an endless stream. Except for soldiers, most of them were civilians. They carried hoes and axes by themselves, and they just climbed up like this.

Then, under the orderly arrangement of the city lord's subordinates, these countless civilian teams joined the large team of digging holes.

For a while, the usually inaccessible mountain was crowded with people.In order to protect their homes, everyone is digging hard and desperately. When they are tired and slow, they change shifts and rest.

When there are more people, the speed of digging is several times faster, and these civilians who are used to rough work can dig trenches much faster than soldiers.

"It doesn't take three days, does it?"

"Uh, it shouldn't take that long..."

Garlan couldn't hold back his smile, he patted Schulos on the back hard.

"Come on, let's help too."

"Gal, let me tell you, I am a bard, and the hands Goddess Avdomir gave me are for playing beautiful music, not for rough work like this!"

"Occasionally let your hands experience things other than playing the piano, wouldn't it inspire you to create?"

"...It seems that... there is a little truth in it."

"Let's go then."

"Only for a while, just experience that for a while."

"Well, just for a while."

The boy smiled and coaxed the bard into the working team.

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On the rock above the waterfall, the lord of Kaleni with gray temples stood there, looking down at the trench being dug not far away.

There, the blond-haired boy was mixing with the civilians, transporting the crushed stones from the trench together with the crowd, making his body covered in mud and looking dirty.

There was some displeasure in his eyes.

A middle-aged man stood behind Kareni, he was his most trusted confidant, and his eyes also fell on the young man.

The old city main board looked at it for a long time, but his face was not very good.

"Irregular."

He snorted heavily.

He has a noble status, but he hangs out with those low-level people, and even does that kind of dirty and tiring rough work by himself.

Kareni felt that it was an eyesore when he watched that scene. He stared at Garlan with an unpleasant aura all over his body.

Although he has an old-fashioned personality, a smelly and stubborn temper, like a stone, but his eyes are sharp. Although he only saw it many years ago, he recognized the Prince Garland at the first sight at this moment.

However, although he looked annoyed, he had no intention of stepping forward to pull Garlan out.

The middle-aged staff who stood behind him and understood his character burst out laughing, and quickly held back, otherwise the city lord would be miserable when he turned around and saw him laughing.

The lord of Kareni was silent for a while, and he suddenly said, "Has that letter been sent to King Kamos?"

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat.

He said: "Not yet, my lord, because of the earthquake, I can't take care of it for a while, so..."

"Okay, don't make excuses, I know you are deliberately delaying delivery."

Santo Kareni waved his hand impatiently.

He paused, then said suddenly, "Burn it."

"grown ups?"

The middle-aged man knew that because Lord Carleni had been on the battlefield for a long time, he had always preferred His Royal Highness Heymos, who had achieved great military exploits.

And the Lord Kaleni followed the former king to fight north and south. It can be said that he watched King Kamos grow up. He was seriously injured and had to leave the army to save the former king. Therefore, King Kamos has always respected him. .

This time, he received news that King Kamos intended to make Garlan the crown prince, so he wrote a letter to object.

"King Kamos is not young anymore, he has been king for so many years, he knows what he should do and what he should not do." Kareni said, "If I, an old guy, rely on my little affection to be troublesome, To interfere with things that you should not interfere with is to rely on the old to sell the old. I am just a courtier of His Majesty, so I must be careful."

After saying so bluntly, he turned around and left.

Looking at the back of the city lord, the middle-aged staff member felt relieved. He had already persuaded the city lord not to participate in the crown prince's affairs. Not only is it not good, but it will cause trouble for the upper body.

It happened that someone deliberately provoked it, causing the city lord to have a prejudice against Prince Garlan, so when he heard the news that Prince Garlan was going to be made the crown prince, he resolutely wrote a letter to oppose it.

He and other colleagues tried hard to persuade him for a long time, but the city lord was getting older, and it was the time when he was getting older and more stubborn, so he refused to listen to any persuasion.There was no other way, he could only reluctantly delay sending someone to send the letter to Wangcheng, but he knew that it would not be too long, and he was very anxious.

Well now, it seems that the city lord figured it out by himself.

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the young prince not far away.

Probably because he was tired from moving rocks, the boy was sitting cross-legged on a flat ground to rest.

He was covered in dirt, and his face was also covered in dust, making him look dusty.

He sat among the group of civilians, talking and laughing with everyone, and then, he took a rough wheat cake handed to him by a woman, and he bit it down, showing a bright smile while eating.

His face was obviously dirty and dusty, but for some reason that smile seemed to be shining, so bright that people couldn't help but look at him.

What a strange prince.

The middle-aged staff thought.

However, it is also very powerful to make the stubborn Lord Kareni change his decision.

…………

In the distance, Garlan, who didn't know that someone was watching him, was trying to swallow the rough wheat cake, completely unaware that he had personally removed another obstacle for him to become the crown prince.