Ramson's deployment is very careful, after all, what he wants to fight is not ordinary people. However, he still believes that as long as he is of flesh and blood, he can definitely make the other party come and go. After all, hundreds of cannons attacking at the same time are powerful enough to level a city. All they want is to wait, to wait for the man to take the bait. So much so that he couldn't imagine what it would be like to be looted into the enemy's camp. But he didn't need to imagine, he was already deeply trapped in the enemy's camp.
Ramsen slowly opened his eyes. It was the first time he slept so soundly since he set foot on this wild continent. But when he opened his eyes to see the ceiling of the room clearly, he turned over nervously and jumped up instantly. Getting up quickly even made him stagger a few times in dizziness before he barely managed to hold onto the edge of the bed.
This is not his camp, nor the bedroom he misses. It's a completely strange room.
The room was spacious and bright, unlike any house he had ever seen. The furnishings in the house are simple and atmospheric, but not shabby. Including the comfortable big bed he was lying on just now, he could easily see that the bed was covered with a layer of slippery tree bark that should have been expensive, but here it was very cheap. Although the bark has become cheap, the bed is surprisingly exquisite. Ramson had to admit it was the most comfortable bed he had ever slept in. There was almost nothing on the bed except a thin mattress. But judging from its soft texture, Lamsen can guess that there must be a lot of stuffing inside it, which makes it so soft and full of elasticity.
Looking at the surrounding furnishings, there are large tables and chairs that are strange but very eye-catching, well-made wooden cabinets, and wooden trays with exquisite kettles and cups... The exquisite workmanship of each piece of woodwork is by no means comparable to that made by famous craftsmen in his bedroom. The things in hand are poor.
Ramsen shook his dizzy head, he was a little confused, trying hard to recall the last memory remaining in his mind.
He finished his monotonous dinner, was going back to his tent to rest, and then... nothing more... and then he ended up here out of nowhere. If he appeared in some wilderness, or was tied to a stake to be slaughtered, he was more likely to be tortured in a cold cell. All of this could happen, except that she wouldn't be lying in a room that seemed ordinary but could not conceal its dignity like now. He was still sleeping comfortably on the soft bed, and what was even more outrageous was that the other party did not tie his hands and feet, as if he was not at all afraid of his sudden attack or escape.
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Ramson was thinking wildly, but the door was opened from the outside. The person who came was a young man with delicate features. His skin was fair and tender. Although there was still a distance, Lamsen could guarantee that the skin of that person was definitely smoother and more tender than all the women he had hugged. The man was holding a wooden tray with some food on it, as well as a glass of fragrant milk.
Seeing that he woke up without any accident, the man gave him a gentle smile and put the tray on the table. Then, under Lamsen's astonished gaze, he opened the door and left.
Ramson stood there blankly, really not understanding what happened. However, his empty stomach was attracted by the aroma of food, and the gurgling sound kept going. Lamsen sighed, leaned over to the table and started eating and drinking without hesitation.
Since he was able to be brought here without realizing it, he fell asleep for a long time. If the other party wants to harm him, all he needs to do is cut his neck with a knife, and he is now a cold corpse. It's simply not possible to sleep comfortably in bed and wake up with delicious food. Ramson didn't even have to worry, the other party would poison his food, the idea was just stupid.
The food was exceptionally good, and Ramson thought it might be the best meal he had ever had. As a crown prince, although there is a royal chef who cooks food for him, it is really not very pleasant to eat under the eyes of a bunch of eyes. For the safety of food, there must be someone to test for poison and try food every time. I have seen twice that someone died because of his food, and listening to the inventory of those who handled all the dishes, no matter how delicious the food is, it will make people lose their appetite and feel like chewing wax.
Ramsen vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he also had the desire to have a happy family meal. But after realizing that it was impossible, the wish was worn away by the years.
Chewing the delicious food in his mouth at this time, an inexplicable sense of happiness is slowly spreading through Lamson's taste buds. The wish about food that disappeared in childhood gradually became clear. Ramsen felt that he could be called a golden heart, and he softened unconsciously. I can't explain why, but Lamsen absolutely doesn't believe that a single meal can make him forget his mission. But why, he suddenly began to tire of this aggression. He is even imagining if he has a close lover. It's not the kind of soft bones that are polite to him, worshiping him back and forth, and it's better to have the gentle but bright smile of the young man just now. He will definitely guard him, and will no longer fight around with nothing to rely on.
While drinking the fragrant milk in the cup, Ramsen's eyes were a little blurred. He already has the vast territory that his ancestors craved. The entire continent of East Maesfis has been included in Weixi's territory. But he still came here, came to this wild continent to conquer. He vowed to bring this place into Weixi's territory. After that? Afterwards, go to the other side of the Myth Face, until Vesey takes over the entire Myth Face continent
The current territory is already very vast, and although Wei Xi wants to protect such a territory, although it is not powerless, it is not an easy task. Ramson is not dull, otherwise he would not be where he is today. It's just that they have lived in the myth of Weixi's invincibility for too long, and the feeling of being flattered has made them used to it, turning a blind eye to some problems. Once the myth of being undefeated is punctured, he can think about many issues more calmly. For example, will the war really bring permanent wealth to Weixi? Do you want to continue fighting? Can the East Maesfis continent bear the long war
Ramson rested his chin, lost in thought. He didn't notice at all that a pair of eyes were watching his every move through the window.
Ramsen, who was full and dazed enough, walked slowly to the door, hesitated for a moment, and pushed the door uncertainly. The door opened slowly. Although La Musen was prepared in his heart, he was still stunned for a while. Looking at the unfamiliar scene outside the door, Ramsen was a little uncertain whether he should go out or not. He is not a timid person, after only two or three seconds of hesitation, Lamsen stepped out of the room.
The scenery outside made La Musen very surprised. He saw many people busy in the large farmland. Each of them wore a strangely large hat, which shaded their faces, and it was easy to understand that it was used to protect them from the sun.
"His Royal Highness Ramson..."
An excited voice interrupted Lamsen's thoughts, and he looked at the person in front of him in shock.
"Dunther, General Sutton...you, you are still alive..." Lamsen looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. Except that he was a little stronger and darker than the last time he saw him, he looked very healthy no matter what. look.
"His Royal Highness Ramsen...it's really you..." The excited General Dunsechaham bowed respectfully to Ramson.
Ramsen hurriedly helped the old general up. The old general had given him a lot of advice. Half of the reason for his personal expedition to the Wild Continent this time was because Dunse Chaham died here.
"What... what's going on?" Lamsen was naturally happy to see General Dunther, but there were still too many doubts in his heart.
The old general made a gesture of invitation towards the room that Lamsen had just come out of. Ramson nodded and walked in with General Dunther. Then General Dunther didn't make any digressions, and directly told what happened to him.
It turned out that they were not completely annihilated in the last invasion, and what the deputy said about landing and being chased and fled were all true. It was only later that the deputy general obviously lied for some reason. General Dunther and the others were not killed, but came here just like him. They were not abused, enslaved, whipped, or killed...but they had to rely on their own hands to live here.
I heard from General Dunther that the king of this place once wrote a letter to King Tusu of Weixi. And released a lieutenant of General Sutton and some soldiers as messengers away. The released lieutenant promised that he would deliver the letter to King Weixi himself.
General Dunther didn't know the contents of the letter, but an old man who claimed to be from Weixi continent told them not long ago. People with them landed by the sea, and they probably came to pick them up. General Sutton and others were also excited about this for a few days. But the news that came gradually became different. The people from the Weixi continent did not want to take them back, but came to conquer this continent again.
When hearing this news, almost all Weixi soldiers felt cold-hearted. They didn't expect that Weixi, whom they shed their blood for, would abandon them. Obviously, attacking the Wild Continent again is pushing them to the guillotine. And the treatment they received here made these Weixi soldiers feel ashamed. The savage race they thought obviously had higher intelligence, but they didn't kill them like ants. They not only provided them with daily necessities, but also taught them a lot of useful things in production. During this period of living here, Weixi soldiers no longer think about fighting. They are more eager for peace and return to their hometown to reunite with their relatives.
Although Dunther was born in the army, he was not reckless in his dealings. He heard that La Musen had been 'invited' here, and after getting permission from the king here, he wanted to inquire about it. The surprised expression on Lamsen's face when he saw him already explained everything, but it was just a specific situation. He believed that Lamsen would give him the answer after telling the whole story.
Ramsen frowned, years of fighting did not let him forget his identity. This is obviously the opponent's plan to kill two birds with one stone. The lieutenant general didn't send the letter to his father, and instead tempted him to let the people who came to crusade here want to use his hands to provoke the other party and kill General Sutton and others. As for whether he is dead or alive after being captured, it is all within the calculation of that person. Because all that person needs is for him to disappear from Weixi, so that person will naturally become the heir in line.
Brother of Siti Ferdi Gavinde Lubaoda-Ramussen.
Ramsen sneered, because of his promise to his mother who died young, he endured this brother who had been instigated to be against him since he was an adult. Obviously, his tolerance for Lu Baoda made him misunderstand many things. Not only is he coveting the throne that doesn't belong to him, but he even helps his brother think so far in terms of the "back road". If La Musen is soft-handed again, I am afraid that he will really die and sit in that position next time.
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