A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 150. Chapter 150

“No, there is no girl you mentioned, Lord Knight.”

The honest-looking man rubbed his hands anxiously, lowered his head, and answered honestly.

Although he didn’t know the identity of the knight in front of him, he was so nervous that he stammered when he looked at that valuable outer armor, brown skin, and a look that was not easy to provoke.

The black-haired knight was silent for a while, waved his hand, he left quickly like an amnesty.

Standing in front of this knight, he really didn’t dare to take a breath.

Hiemos looked up at the sky, the sun was bright in the sky, but no matter how bright the light was, it would not illuminate his gloomy eyes at the moment.

The breeze swept across his black hair, and the shadow that fell on his eyes also swayed.

He took a deep look at the sky, then turned on his horse, pulled the reins, and rode the horse towards the entrance of the village.

The civilians in the village were obviously afraid of him, and all of them stayed far away from him.

Moreover, because of yesterday’s ground movement, most of the earthen houses that had been repaired with difficulty during the last ground movement cracked again. Many houses were completely destroyed by the earthquake, and some houses were still crumbling even though they did not collapse.

The only good news is that there are not many casualties.

At this moment, everyone was busy repairing the house and rescuing their only remaining belongings. No one had the mind to take care of things, let alone daring to disturb this unpleasant knight.

When the black-haired knight was about to leave, many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Huimos trot to the entrance of the village on horseback, suddenly, there was a bang, and there was a loud noise from behind.

The martial artist’s sharpness made him reflexively tighten his body, glanced back, and then relaxed.

It was the sound of a mud house not far away suddenly collapsing.

Immediately, there was a shout to save people from there, as if the people who were repairing the house were crushed by the suddenly collapsed house.

Almost all the people in the village looked down and didn’t look up. They all knew each other. When they heard someone was suppressed, everyone put down their work and hurriedly ran to save people.

They hurriedly removed the collapsed mud block, window rails and the like, and when they looked again, everyone was dumbfounded.

I saw that a huge log happened to press on the person’s body. The log was the pillar supporting the entire house. It was big and heavy, and it was difficult to lift it up for a while. A few people tried to lift it. They just tried hard, but they didn’t have enough strength. The pillar shook a few times, and the people underneath let out a wailing and fainted instantly, and the few people suddenly dared not move again. NS.

If you don’t want to hurt the people underneath, unless you lift the pillar in one breath, you still have to be steady, but how can they have that much strength?

As a result, they had no choice but to surround themselves and talked about it, but the man had already been crushed and his face paled, and he might not be able to drag it any longer, and the man’s wife and children were already nearby. He began to cry.

Huimos glanced lightly, turned his head back indifferently, and then continued to ride.

However, just after the horse trot a few steps, Garlan’s figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

…If Gallan is here, he will definitely drag him over to help.

Huimos lowered his eyes and sighed inaudibly.

Even thinking about that figure will make him feel a little bit soft.

Then he turned around and ran over.

When he reached the place, he jumped off his horse, pushed away the people around him, and walked in.

He stepped forward and grabbed one end of the log with both hands. With force, the muscles of his shoulders and arms suddenly swelled up. In the eyes of everyone in disbelief, the big and heavy pillar was steadily held by him alone. Lifted it up, without even shaking it.

He threw the log aside and made a loud bang, which awakened the stunned people. Someone hurried forward and carried the fainted person out.

Huimos patted the dust in his hands at random, and was too lazy to talk to the few civilians who thanked him desperately, turned his horse on his horse, turned his horse’s head, and was about to leave.

However, when he just sat firmly on the horseback, he suddenly heard a few words that made him pause.

The old woman who was kneeling and thanking him looked at him gratefully, and babbled: “You are such a good person, thanks to you, Lord Knight, you are just like the noble young master yesterday. No matter how good your heart is, you are all good people.”

With a sudden movement in his heart, Huimos turned to look at the old woman.

“How old is the little noble young master you are talking about? What is it like? He looks good?”

“Uh, probably, he looks like sixteen or seventeen.” Unexpectedly, Heimos suddenly asked, and the old woman stuttered, “It’s pretty, really pretty. He’s a blond young master and a knight. Adults, you are all kind people, thanks to him, my neighbor’s granddaughter was not taken away and sold.”

A blond aristocratic teenager of sixteen or seventeen.

Huimos’ fingers tightened while holding the reins, his eyes sharpened suddenly.

“Tell me the details.”

…………

The horse was galloping on the avenue, and Huimos hurried back to the city of Tweeul who had just left.

His face was tight, and he was obviously in a bad mood.

Both he and Kaihus believed that in order to avoid being found, Garlan would pretend to be a girl for a long time, but he didn’t expect to return to his original appearance so quickly.

So the direction of their inquiries was completely wrong.

According to the old woman, since Garlan passed through this village last night, he is probably still in the city of Tweeul.

Also, the bard who has been following Garlan… who the hell is it!

Thinking about it this way, Huimos speeded up and drove toward the city.

Not far in front is a three-way intersection, one side leads to the Twyllul Mountains, and the other is the avenue leading to the city.

Before Huimos ran to the fork, the road leading to the city suddenly heard a mess of horseshoes and shouts, as if something was wrong.

Anxious to return to the city, he didn’t want to get into trouble and wasting time, he tightened the reins, slowed down, and listened attentively.

Suddenly, a familiar voice stunned him.

Looking up again, the familiar figure in the distance has galloped towards this side.

For some reason, Hiemos subconsciously pulled the reins and rode into the trees beside him, avoiding the other’s sight.

He watched Garlan’s horse pass by in front of his eyes from behind the bushes.

In the hot sun, the young man held his head up, his eyes bright and full of vigor.

The wind howled and accompanied him, and long golden hair flew behind him.

Obviously he was just dressed in crude and unadorned clothes, but the young man seemed to be glowing with brilliance, causing Huimos, who was hiding behind the bushes to watch him, to lose consciousness for an instant.

The sound of horse hooves was gone, and Garlan’s figure was gone.

Huimos retracted his gaze and pursed his lips with a sudden smile.

There was an indescribable softness in the smile.

He thought that when he found Garlan who left without saying goodbye, he would be angry, he would be angry, he would ask unceremoniously, and he must get an answer from Garlan.

But the moment I saw that figure, none of this seemed important anymore.

Even the answer is no longer important.

Gallan is there.

He is where he can see.

Just so, he can smile from the bottom of his heart.

Soon after Garlan left, a group of soldiers chased him on horseback and hurried past, also in the same direction, apparently chasing Garlan.

That is the road to the Twyllul Mountains.

After everyone had passed, Huimos walked out of the bushes. He smiled slightly again, and then he ran his horse behind him and chased him.

…………

Gallan and Shuros were galloping along the avenue, and Shuros hurried the horse to speed up, while still shouting to Gallan in the air.

“You’re too cruel, right? You tied a nobleman directly?”

Gallan also replied loudly: “Said to be solved by ranger, this method is the simplest and most convenient.”

“Convenience is convenient, but civilians endangering the nobleman is a capital crime, and this guy is still a very high-status nobleman, if you come like this, he will definitely not let you go.”

“It’s okay, I can’t die, I’m higher than him.”

Shuros snorted.

“Just blow you, you are fair-skinned, can you compare with the brown-skinned nobles?”

While the two were galloping on their horses and shouting at each other, Mount Twilur arrived.

The chasing soldiers were still behind, and Gallan said nothing, Yima immediately rushed into the mountain road, and Shuluos followed closely behind.

It was just because of the movement of the ground yesterday that the still-smooth mountain road was a lot harder to navigate, and they had to slow down. In this way, the chasing soldiers who had been thrown away by them slowly caught up.

The one in the lead was the captain of the gate guard they saw yesterday.

However, it must be the case. Those who can take the lead in holding the kind of gladiatorial meeting among the many nobles in the city must have a high status in the city, and it is precisely because of this that Gallan decided to engage in a beast fight and hijack this person.

He wanted to take the city gate guard to the blocked waterfall, so that he and all the soldiers under his command could see the place with their own eyes and see the crisis in Twyul City.

The most rude, most direct, but also the most effective way.

When I reached the middle of the mountain, I couldn’t ride on horseback anymore, because the mountain roads were almost destroyed.

Garland jumped off the horse altogether, Shuros dragged down the noble man, and rudely carried him up the mountain, who was still in a coma.

Garlan watched Shuros’ behavior and teased.

“Why, treat the nobles like this, are you afraid of death?”

“Tsk, I’ve already reached this point. If I look forward and backward, I will be hypocritical. I will give it up–”

Shuros was already broken.

A corpse from the burnt village a long time ago appeared in a trance in his mind. At that time, he fled there in a panic.

This escape, escaped for so many years.

This escape, in so many years, made him a little bit like himself, but not like himself.

So this time, he didn’t want to run away.

The teenager smiled slightly.

“I can’t die.”

He said, “I am a prince, I will protect you, you can’t die.”

The bard carried the noble man, and while walking hard on the rugged mountain road, he grunted at Garlan in an angry manner.

“Are you a prince?”

He sneered unceremoniously.

“If you are a prince, then I will be King Camos!”