Chapter 68: Charles iQue ♶

Walking into the Cullen Canyon, Charles couldn't stop sighing at the magic of this place.

This canyon with five or six twists and turns seems to have been carved out of a huge rock, flanked by nearly vertical cliffs up to 100 meters high, and in the middle is a passage that is 50 meters wide and only about 10 meters narrow.

Not far from the western exit of the canyon, Charles and his party were sitting on the floor, ready to eat lunch for the day.

Charles was seizing the time when the sun was shining into the bottom of the canyon, using the flat shield on his knee as a writing board, spreading parchment paper on it, and then recording the general topographical features of the canyon.

The passing scout walked up to Charles with a piece of black bread and a water bladder, and then handed the black bread and water bladder to Charles.

The scout was relieved to see Charles take the black bread and water bladder without hesitation, hold the water bladder at his feet after taking a sip of cold boiled water, and then nibble on the black bread in his left hand, while continuing to write and draw on the parchment with his right hand with a quill.

It was a good thing for the scout to hand a piece of hard black bread and a pot of cold boiled water to the nobleman, and the other party did not complain about himself. He had never seen a noble lord eat black bread, and you didn't see that Her Royal Highness the princess was looking at the black bread in his hand in a daze, and the golden-clad lord was considering whether to throw this thing away.

Not long after Charles and the Praetorian Guards left, Futh and Seeman rode up to follow. Or rather, Fut followed, and Zeeman followed Futt.

Along the way, Charles had been communicating with the Praetorian Scouts about Cullen Canyon, and had not spoken a word to the princess about his work. So much so that Zeeman, who followed up because he didn't want Fute and Charles to have a chance to be alone, couldn't help but correct and supplement some of the information that the scouts had made mistakes and mastered several times.

Looking at Charles, who was concentrating on work while eating black bread not far away, Zeeman couldn't help but be curious about this guy who suddenly appeared.

"No!" Zeeman's heart suddenly became alert, "According to the plan, what I want to do today is not to slap his face in front of the princess, so that the princess will realize that he is a useless thing?

Zeeman looked at Futh, who was cautiously trying to eat brown bread beside him, and then made up his mind and walked towards Charles.

"Your Excellency Maccaden, may I ask you a question?" Zeeman asked, taking advantage of Charles' new parchment.

"Yes. Charles said to Zeeman.

"May I ask why you spent your time and energy scouting the terrain of the canyon?" Zeeman asked, "Is it for the convenience of escape?"

The air suddenly fell silent, and the two men from the Praetorian Guard went into black bread mode, and Fut looked at Zeeman in a daze.

Questioning a person as an escaped coward is a serious provocation.

Futh just wanted Seseman to apologize to Charles, but Charles said, "As a good leader, you have to think about the possibility of losing while thinking about winning, and be prepared accordingly." ”

"Moreover, I did not investigate the terrain here to escape, but to establish the battlefield here. ”

Zeeman said, "Wouldn't it be long before you enter the basin and kill the monster that controlled the herd of demonic beasts, and then those demonic beasts will also escape." ”

Charles shook his head and said, "Your Excellency the Marquis, if you drink a fine wine in a tavern that is only sold there, what will you do if you want to drink it in the future?"

"I'm going to look for that tavern, of course. Zeeman replied quickly.

Charles nodded and said, "The Warcraft have similar thoughts. Now they have eaten their livestock in the farm, and when they are hungry, they will immediately think of the animal on the farm as if it were on the table. If we don't destroy those monsters this time, they will continue to attack the farm, even if there is no organization of that monster. ”

Zeeman sneered and said, "Do you think you can destroy all the demonic beasts here by yourself? Even our royal knights can't do such a thing." ”

"Of course I can't. Charles replied, "But this is not my own business, and I am confident that with the efforts of all the people I can destroy them all." ”

After he finished speaking, he ignored Zeeman and continued to record the situation along the way.

After recording the height of the cliffs around this stretch of road, Charles ordered to continue westward.

The group walked and stopped, and finally walked out of the east exit of the Cullen Canyon at dusk.

They were greeted by bones scattered everywhere.

It's an open meadow where in the old days motorcades in and out of the canyon would line up, waiting for the convoy in front of them to distance themselves.

In the meadow, which had been filled with the neighing of powerful animals, the chatter and laughter of the coachmen, and the sound of the convoy owner promising dinner and a piece of jerky, there was now only the whirring of the wind, and the humerus strewn in the grass, the bitten femur in two, the shattered skull, and the fragments of weapons and armor scattered on the ground.

These people may have gathered together after escaping from several farms, but just as they were about to flee into the canyon, they were surrounded by the demonic beasts that were chasing them, and they were less than ten meters away from the mouth of the canyon.

In the end, nearly 100 people died.

Fut fell to his knees and wept, and in front of her, the half-careful skull looked at the sky with its empty eyes, looking at Fute. She seemed to hear the roar of the beast and the desperate cries of the people in that moment of despair as hope turned to despair.

Zeyman, standing with his sword in hand, trembled, and the tragic scene in front of him almost burned his sanity.

He walked up to Charles, and after a knightly salute, he said, "Earl McCaden, if you have a way to destroy the beasts, I, Peter Zeman, and the Royal Knights will be at your disposal." ”

Charles, whose face was frosty, replied, "I will not let you down." ”

Then the scouts and engineer officers of the Praetorian Guard came and knelt down on one knee before Charles, and the engineer officer said, "Though we both know that we are weak and weak, we beg the Earl of McCaden to let us do our part in our revenge." ”

"Your strength is not weak. Charles said, "I have a lot of things to trouble you in the coming time." ”

After helping Fute up, Charles said to everyone present, "Let's go back, we're going to arrange a deadly trap for these beasts." ”