Back in time a week ago.
In the middle of the night, at the moment when Garlan turned around because he wanted to return to King Kamus's bedroom, a figure suddenly rushed out of the shadows on the side of the road.
A cold light flashed across the darkness.
The dagger in the visitor's hand stabbed towards Garlan.
Between the lightning and flint, Garlan suddenly raised his left hand.
With a bang, the metal crash sounded in the dark night.
The long sleeves on Garlan's wrists were torn by the dagger, revealing the gilded bronze bracers on his wrists.
The point of the dagger that the man stabbed was right on the hard metal wrist guard, and he could not pierce half a point.
And at the same moment when he raised his hand to block the blow nimbly, Garlan drew the dagger from his waist.
His backhand was a slashing sword.
In the next second, blood splashed out in the night, and the assassin whose throat was cut by Garlan's sword widened his eyes and fell backwards.
However, even if the assassin who suddenly attacked him has been killed, now is not the time to breathe, because immediately, several assassins rushed out of the dark corner and swooped towards Garlan.
Garlan stepped forward, just about to meet the person closest to him.
But before he could do it, a knife suddenly came out of the air, and instantly stabbed the man into a chill from behind.
Garlan was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a majestic figure that seemed familiar rushing over, and pulled out the knife that was stuck on the back of the assassin who had already fallen to the ground.
It was a sturdy general wearing black and red leather armor.
He stood in front of Garlan, holding a pair of knives, wielding a tiger in the dark night, and with several other guards, he chopped down all the assassins who attacked Garlan to the ground.
At the end of a battle, the dark-skinned general knelt on Garlan's body. He was covered in blood, the blood spattered on him by the assassins he cut down.
Garlan looked down, his eyes moved, and suddenly fell on a certain place on this person.
The upper sleeve of this general's right arm was torn open in the battle just now, revealing strong muscles and... tattoos pierced into the skin.
It was a tattoo that symbolized slavery.
"Tewa?"
He called out the name.
"Why are you here?"
Gallan remembered that Kaihos had told him that Tewa had been placed among his personal guards. Later, Kaihos entered the Third Army and brought Tewa into it.
Kaihos has been busy taking over as the commander of the legion during this period of time, and rarely returns to the palace, and Tewa followed Kaihos, and should also be stationed in the third legion.
Kneeling down on one knee, Watt, who put one hand on his knee, lowered his head and answered.
"Master Kaihos asked me to come over. During his busy time, I will be responsible for your Highness's safety."
He said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, for you to be frightened, I should have come earlier."
"No, you came just in time."
Gallan said, he took off the cloak behind him and draped it directly on Tewa.
Facing Tewa's stunned gaze, he patted Tewa's shoulder and smiled at him.
"This is your reward for saving me."
After speaking, he straightened up and stepped forward.
"I'm going to Brother Wang now, come with me."
Tewa grabbed the cape that the prince suddenly draped over his shoulders with a confused look, and didn't respond for a while.
For the first time in his life, he saw someone give a cape as a reward to others, which made his mind unable to turn around for a while.
It wasn't until Prince Garland had already walked forward that he regained his senses and immediately stood up and followed quickly.
After all, the order given to him by Lord Kaihos is to protect His Royal Highness the Prince at every step during the time when Lord Kaihos is away.
Just after walking a few steps, the cloak that he didn't have time to fasten slipped down on his shoulders. Tewa instinctively turned his head to pull the cloak up. When he turned his head, he saw the torn clothes on his right arm. sleeves, and slave tattoos peeking out from the slits in the sleeves.
He stayed for a while.
Suddenly, he understood why the prince gave him the cape.
Most of the people who can become bodyguards are born of nobles.
Once it is known that he is a slave... Maybe Lord Caijos can keep him, but he will definitely be despised and excluded by others.
A little bit of inexplicable emotion surged in the eyes of this young man who was a slave.
He quickly caught up with the prince as he fastened his cloak around his shoulders.
Even if he has become a crown prince, this prince... is still the same as in Tozes City.
Nothing has changed...
Tewa was thinking so, when Garlan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.
"Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"No... that won't work."
"what?"
"In this way, you wipe me some blood on your body, and then carry me back, showing a panicked and angry look along the way."
"what?"
"In addition, I immediately sent someone to inform the king, saying that I was attacked by an assassin again. This time I was seriously injured and was on the verge of death."
"…???"
Although he didn't understand why His Highness did this, Tewa, who was confused, still obeyed Garlan's order.
When he ran rampantly to Garland's palace with the blood-smeared prince lying on his back and pretending to be in a coma, he surprised many people along the way.
Many people have seen Garlan's 'severely injured' appearance with their own eyes.
And King Camos, who received the news, immediately left the ongoing military meeting and came quickly with Xie Muer.
The obvious panic on the Lion King's face and the unstoppable suffocation radiating from his body made people more and more sure that the Crown Prince's injury was not serious.
… is not light.
Anyway, when King Camos rushed to Garlan's palace uneasy, as soon as he entered, he saw his brother was sitting on the bed drinking milk and taking a sip of a freshly baked cookie, eating and drinking deliciously. At the time, he couldn't hold back his breath, and slapped his beloved brother Wang on the head heavily.
When I patted it, Garlan's forehead turned red.
The priest Shamash who followed also had a stinky face, staring blankly at Garlan.
If he hadn't repeatedly warned himself not to commit the following crimes, I'm afraid Xie Muer wouldn't be able to help himself.
The servants and maids were all driven out, and the guards of King Kamos surrounded the palace tightly, prohibiting anyone from approaching.
In Garlan's dormitory, at the moment, there are only him, the female officer, King Camos and Xie Muer.
"You mean, there are spies in Aaron Landis?"
"I think so. Whether it's the Tasda mission or the attack on Tozes by pirates, there is a behind-the-scenes driving force behind it."
Garland said, "Maybe, even the assassination of me has traces of their actions."
"King Camos."
After pondering for a while, Xie Muer spoke.
"Prince Gallan's suspicions... Maybe it's possible. During this time, I traced the assassination of the prince. Although it was indeed what the nobles who valued bloodline did, there seemed to be a strange force involved. this matter."
"Brother Wang, I think, don't rush to the north first."
Garland said, "Heimos is over there, and I'm sure he won't let the Gishru in easily."
Although the current situation in the north seemed dangerous, Garlan felt that as long as Heimos was there, nothing major would happen.
He continued: "I can't act rashly now, I pretended to be seriously injured, and I wanted to take this opportunity to lead out the culprits behind the scenes. At the same time, brother Wang, you can stay in Wangcheng for a few more days on the grounds that you are worried about me, and wait for the exact news. After seeing the real situation, decide what to do next.”
…
The situation is changing.
Because of Garlan's 'severe injury', King Kamos, who stayed in the royal city for two more days, has secretly got the exact news of each battlefield.
After the news of Yith's invasion of the eastern border of Aaronlandis was made public, King Camos led his troops to the eastern border in front of everyone, claiming to repel the Yith people and then go north to support the northern legion.
Because the crown prince was 'severely injured', he only took the first legion on the expedition, leaving the third legion in the royal city to protect the crown prince.
The First Legion, also known as King Camos' Guards, is Camos' confidant army. It has always followed Camos to the north and south.
The other legions were commanded by cavalry commanders, and the commander of the Guards was King Camos, and there were two cavalry commanders in charge of the army as deputy commanders.
After half a day's march, King Camos suddenly ordered the army to turn around and turn around to the west.
In the eyes of everyone, the crown prince, who was supposed to be bedridden, dyed his blond hair black, changed into a guard dress, sneaked out of the palace, and claimed to be training outside with the cavalry troops who had brought the Third Army with him. The Cayhors Confluence.
Then, they led this cavalry unit, disguised as the army of King Camos, and rushed to the east.
The infantry of the 3rd Corps was led by the old cavalry to guard the royal city.
Gallan deliberately brought Nega with him.
As we all know, when King Camos goes to war, most of them are accompanied by male lions.
The lion is the symbol of King Camos.
As a result, with the help of Nega, the big lion who is usually arrogant and arrogant in front of others, when he arrives in front of Gallan, he will dodge around and act coquettishly. .
…
a week has passed.
To the west, King Camos is wielding his mighty power in the Camea Valley, attacking Gasdad's army head-on.
In the east, Garland and Kaihos led the cavalry troops to sneak around the frontal battlefield and set traps, robbing the food and grass transported by the Yis to the front line, and breaking the food of the Yisi army.
In the north, fine snow fluttered, and the sky gradually darkened.
Another day has passed, and it is a little bit late into the night, perhaps because the temperature has turned lower, the fine snow has gradually increased.
The wind and snow covered the sky, and thick clouds hung high in the sky, making it almost impossible to see the moonlight and starlight, and the visibility this night was much lower than before.
For most people, this night is no different from a normal day, but for some people, tonight is a critical moment.
The Gishul camp was quiet and pitch-dark, and only oil lamps were hung on the wooden pillars beside the patrolling guards, and the faint flames were scattered around.
From a distance, the Geshuren, like every night before, have fallen into a deep sleep.
However, in this dark night, Geshu's army was secretly attacking the northern castle standing on the ground under the cover of darkness and snow.
The horse's mouth was bridled, and the hooves were wrapped in cloth, making as little noise as possible.
The Northland Castle was silent in the night, unaware that countless unscrupulous people were silently approaching him.
Gaishu's general led the army to ambush at the bottom of the city wall. Snowflakes fell on his body piece by piece. The icy cold wind that blew across his body almost blew away all the heat from his body, and his lips turned white from the cold.
However, at this moment, his heart was fiery.
He raised his head and stared at the city wall without blinking.
This time, if he can lead the army to be the first to enter the castle in the Northland, he will get the greatest merit in this war!
He will be personally rewarded by King Gaishu, whether it is official position, property, or servants, everything. He will be favored by countless noble ladies, regarded as a hero by everyone, and become the object of envy and envy of everyone.
Thinking of this, his heart seemed to have a fire burning in his heart, which made his blood boil.
I don't know how long it took, and he was finally looking forward to the appearance of the signal.
Through the wind and snow, you can vaguely see a torch constantly shaking on the city wall.
He immediately asked his guard to light the torch and shook it vigorously in that direction.
He must have seen the torches shaking under the city wall, and the torches above were extinguished.
He suppressed his excitement and waited patiently for a while.
In the creaking sound, in his fiery gaze, the city gate of this sturdy northern fortress castle was lifted little by little.
Almost impatiently, he waved his hand and led the army into the city gate.
He galloped on his horse, his face flushed with excitement, and he rushed in with a fierce aura, like a wolf rushing towards its prey.
This Northland castle with a prestigious name has never fallen since it was built.
He will be its first conqueror!
The excited General Geshu did not see that above the high city wall, someone was standing there, looking down at him and his army.
White snowflakes fell on the silver-black armor, jet-black hair scattered in front of his eyes, and those golden-red eyes were like fiery clouds churning in the sky at sunset in the dark night.
Heimos condescendingly looked down at the Gaishu army who filed in from the city gate, his thin lips pursed slightly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Hooked.