The two of them trekked all the way, the mountain road was not easy to walk, and now it is full of potholes and fallen trees, not to mention carrying a tall noble man, the speed can not be slow, even when taking a break in the middle. No, otherwise the pursuers behind will catch up.
Rao is Shuluos in a strong body, and this time he was too tired.
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 joy in the bitterness in his heart.
After a lot of effort, the two finally climbed to the location of the waterfall out of breath.
The bard, who has always paid great attention to his handsome appearance, can no longer take care of his own image at this moment. He threw the noble man on his shoulders to the ground, and then sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground, his hands on the ground, and he raised his head and gasped heavily. Get angry.
The nobleman who was thrown to the ground let out a groan, and then woke up.
When he opened his eyes and saw unfamiliar people and environments, he first looked around in confusion, and then the memory slowly returned to his mind.
There was anger on his face, but, full of anger in his heart, he managed to keep the dignity of an aristocrat, he didn't shout, just stood up, showed his messy clothes, and then , his eyes swept coldly over Garlan and the sitting Shulos.
"Lowly people, I will never forgive you."
he said coldly.
As soon as the words fell, a long sword suddenly stretched out, and the tip of the sword pressed against his chest, causing him to freeze.
"I don't know whether to forgive or not. What I do know is that your noble life is now in the hands of a lowly person like me."
Shuluos, who was still sitting on the ground, casually pressed his long sword against the noble man's chest and raised his eyebrows.
"How dare you treat me—"
The noble man's chest heaved violently with anger.
Shulos squinted lazily at the unbelievable aristocrat.
"Okay, anyway, you won't let us go anyway. If you let go now, you'll die, and if you add one more crime, you'll die. That's all right, so nobility, do you understand the current situation?"
The aristocratic man's face changed several times in succession. At first, he was dazzled by anger and quickly calmed down. After scanning the current situation, he suddenly changed his tone.
"As long as you let me go now and escort me home, I'll consider pardoning your offense to me."
"Tsk tsk, 'will consider', so you nobles like to fool people with such specious words."
The man's eyes sank, knowing that the bard in front of him was not a liar, he hesitated for a while, but still felt that his safety was more important.
He said in a deep voice, "Okay, I can swear, as long as you send me back safely, I can let it go."
Shu Luos smiled and wanted to tease the noble, when Garlan, who was standing beside him, suddenly spoke.
"The chaser is here, let's go."
Shu Luos smiled, stopped talking to the noble man, stood up, and rudely stretched out his hand and dragged the man to continue walking forward.
"You—you lowly commoner, how dare you be so presumptuous to me—"
It was the first time that the nobles who had been holding back were treated like this. They felt that they had suffered a huge insult, and they were shaking with anger, but they couldn't break free from Shu Luos's hand, so they could only be dragged away by such an embarrassment.
"You will regret it!"
No one paid any attention to his threats. Shuluos is a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. He has done it to this point, and it is a capital crime. Could this nobleman let him go because he is now coaxing and holding him
The rumbling sound of running water came, and the group finally reached their destination.
The angry nobleman opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but when he saw the current appearance of the waterfall, he was startled. He responded quickly, and after being stunned for a few seconds, he immediately looked back at the city of Tverul that was visible to the naked eye at the foot of the mountain, with an extremely ugly look on his face.
And those city gate guards and soldiers who had finally caught up with them were panting and shouting for Garland and the others to let go of the hostages. They were all shocked when they saw the blocked waterfall. shocked.
The soldiers whose brains were not fast enough to react were startled, and continued to shout at Gallan and the others, but some of the soldiers whose brains turned fast, such as the city gate guard, his complexion had turned from white to blue, and the corners of his eyes were twitching.
If these piled up stones and dirt are washed down together with a large flood of blocked up...
Just imagining it, he felt like his heart was about to stop beating.
[The waterfalls in the Tverul Mountains are blocked by rocks from the earthquake, and flash floods will soon erupt—]
The city gate guard subconsciously turned his attention to the blond boy who had shouted at him.
The young man stood on the rock above, looked down at him, his expression was calm, he was obviously just dressed in rough civilian clothes, but for some reason it gave him a great pressure, as if he was looking down at him condescendingly.
The city gate guard felt a little breathless for a long time.
If this boy hadn't kidnapped the nobles...
If he hadn't been forced to save people and had to chase after him...
When the flood hits, no one in Twilour City will be able to escape. No matter the rich or the poor, everyone will be drowned in the mudslides and die without a whole body.
Including himself.
The noble man was obviously still immersed in the terrifying consequences he had imagined, and he didn't say a word for a while.
He was looking at the waterfall in a trance, when someone patted his shoulder, and the boy who patted him said, "I'm sorry, in order for you to see, I can only borrow you a little."
After the boy finished speaking, he pushed the noble man to the chief of the city gate guard.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up and report to City Lord Canille."
The boy shouted loudly and the city gate guard suddenly woke up. He didn't even have time to answer the boy's words. The rest of the staff hurried back.
The noble man didn't even bother to teach the two people who kidnapped him now, and ran down with anger. You know, this blocked waterfall will collapse at some point, and his family and relatives are all in the city!
Looking at the backs of them leaving, Garlan and Shulos looked at each other and saw a bit of relief on each other's faces.
Shulos sat on the ground and calmed his breathing.
As soon as the nerves that had been tense since the abduction of the nobleman loosened, he felt that all the strength in his body was gone.
Garlan, who was also exhausted, sat down beside Shulos, 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 a few hours of rest, someone came.
What Garlan didn't expect was that the city lord of Tverul City, Carnille, came up the mountain in person.
At this moment, he was already standing opposite Garlan.
It was a tall and burly man with white temples on both sides. But his body is strong, his arms are strong and strong, and there is no fat on his body.
When the city lord was walking, he walked like a tiger. He climbed a mountain without showing a tired look on his face, and his waist was straight, like a pine tree. style.
There are not many wrinkles on his face, only the deep 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 Shulos, and finally fell on Garlan.
City Lord Karenni stared at Garlan, his eyes were sharp, like an eagle, and his brows were even more wrinkled.
Garlan looked at him, his eyes were calm, and his expression was even more calm.
The city lord stared at Garlan for a long time, said nothing, and looked away.
He turned around and gave a loud command to the people behind him, his voice was very loud and loud.
Soon, he led the crowd to the top of the waterfall. Looking around, he made a final decision after discussing it with a few staff members around him for a while. He is used to acting resolutely, and the group of soldiers he brought has moved quickly under his command.
"They're digging trenches."
Shulos, who was forgotten by the city owner and everyone, bumped into Garlan's shoulder and said in a low voice.
Under the command of those staff, the soldiers separated to different places and quickly began to dig the ground.
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 sloping crack in the distance, and lead the accumulated water to the crack there to flow down.
In this way, even if the water is washed down, there may be a small flash flood, but it will not be facing the city of Tverul. There seems to be only a few scattered small villages on that side, as long as the people inside are evacuated. .
"That's enough."
Shulos shook his head and said, "The crack is a little far from here, the ground is hard, and there are rocks underneath, so it will take at least three days and three nights to dig it down, and I don't know where it's blocked. How long can it last?"
However, shortly after the bard finished speaking, he wisely retracted this sentence.
I saw that there was a steady stream of people climbing up the mountain. Except for the soldiers, most of them were civilians. They carried hoes and axes and 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 pits.
For a time, the usually inaccessible mountains were crowded and crowded. In order to protect their own homes, everyone is working hard and desperately to dig. When they are tired and the speed is slow, they change shifts to rest.
When there are more people, the digging speed is several times faster, and these civilians who are used to doing rough work can dig trenches much faster than soldiers.
"It doesn't take three days, does it?"
"Well, it shouldn't take that long..."
Garlan held back his laughter, and patted Shulos on the back.
"Come on, let's help too."
"Gal, let me tell you, I'm a bard, and the hands given to me by Goddess Avtomir are for playing beautiful music, not for such rough work!"
"Occasionally let your hands experience things other than playing the piano, can't it inspire your creative inspiration?"
"...it seems...that makes some sense."
"Let's go then."
"Just for a while, just experience it for a while."
"Well, just for a while."
The boy smiled and coaxed the bard into the working team.
…
On the rock above the waterfall, the gray-bearded city lord of Kareni stood there, looking down at the ditch that was being dug not far away.
There, the blond boy was mixing with the commoners, transporting the broken stones in the trench together with everyone, making his body covered with mud and looking dirty.
There was a bit of displeasure in his eyes.
A middle-aged man stood behind Kareni, who was his most trusted confidant, and his eyes also fell on the teenager.
The old city main board looked at it for a long time with a face, and his face was not very good.
"Irregular."
He snorted heavily.
With a noble status, he mingled with those low-level people, and he did the dirty and tiring work himself.
Kareni was really annoying when he saw that scene. He stared at Garland, his whole body exuding an unpleasant aura.
Although his personality is old-fashioned, his temper is stinky and stubborn, like a stone, but his eyes are sharp. Although he only saw it many years ago, he recognized the Prince of Gallan at the first sight.
However, although he looked like he was humming, he didn't mean to go forward and bring Garlan out.
The middle-aged aide standing behind him who understood his character suddenly burst out laughing, and quickly held it back, otherwise the city lord would be miserable when he looked back and saw that he was laughing.
The city lord of Kareni was silent for a while, and suddenly he said, "Did that letter go to King Kamos?"
The middle-aged man was stunned.
He said: "Not yet, my lord, because of the ground movement, I can't take care of it for a while, so..."
"Okay, don't make excuses, I know you guys deliberately delayed it."
City Lord Karenni waved his hand impatiently.
He paused, then said suddenly, "Burn it."
"grown ups?"
The middle-aged man knew that because Lord Kareni had been on the battlefield for a long time before, the Lord had always preferred His Highness Heimos, who had a great military exploits, and felt that a person with strong force was more suitable to become the crown prince.
The city lord of Karenni followed the previous king to fight in the north and south. It can be said that he watched King Camos grow up. He had to leave the army in order to save the late king and was seriously injured, so King Camos has always respected him. .
This time, he received news that King Camos was planning to make Gallan the crown prince, so he wrote a letter to object.
"King Camos is not too young. He has been a king for so many years. He knows what he should do and what he should not do." Kareni said, "I am an old guy who is troubled by that little affection. To interfere with things that I shouldn't interfere is to rely on the old and sell the old. I'm just a servant of Your Majesty, and I have to be careful."
After speaking so sternly, he turned around and left.
Looking at the back of the city lord, the middle-aged staff felt relieved. He had persuaded the city lord not to participate in the affairs of the crown prince. King Camos was very wise and acted in his own way, and the status of the city lord was already high enough to participate in such matters. Not only is it not good, it can also get you into trouble.
Unexpectedly, some people deliberately provoked it, which made the city lord have a prejudice against Prince Gallan, so when he heard the news that Prince Gallan was going to be established as the crown prince, he resolutely wrote a letter to oppose it.
He and other colleagues have been persuading him for a long time, but the city owner is getting older, and it is when he is getting older and more stubborn, he will not listen to any persuasion. There was no other way, he could only drag the letter to Wangcheng reluctantly, but he knew it wouldn't be too long, and he was so anxious.
Well now, it seems that the city owner wants to understand.
The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the young prince not far away.
Probably tired from moving stones, the boy was sitting cross-legged on a flat ground at the moment to rest.
He was covered in mud, his face was covered in dust, and he looked dusty.
He sat among the group of commoners, chatting and laughing with everyone, and then, he took the rough wheat cake handed to him by a woman, he took a bite, and while eating, he showed a bright smile.
His face was clearly dirty and gray, but for some reason the smile seemed to glow, so bright that people couldn't help but look at him.
What a strange prince.
The middle-aged staff thought.
However, being able to change the decision of the stubborn Karenni-sama is also very powerful.
…
In the distance, Garlan, who did not know that someone was watching him, was trying his best to swallow the rough wheat biscuits, completely unaware that he had personally removed another obstacle to him becoming the crown prince.