"Luga." Andrew whispered to me beside me, I could hear the trembling in his voice, he was scared, facing the guys in front of him in armor and armed with sharp arrows, the oppressive aura was not only him, even I was a little out of breath. I guess I was a little scared, facing the fierce gaze cast in those eyes.

What people fear most is not death, but the unknown behind death. It's like I'm not afraid they're going to kill me, I'm afraid I don't know anything about their next move.

"How?" I tried my best to keep my composure and look at Arecio without changing my face, but I didn't know that my heart was pounding at this point, and I couldn't explain where I got the courage from. "Your Excellency, is this how you greet me?"

As soon as I finished speaking, Arecio lifted his chin on the bed, too far away for me to see his eyes or what kind of expression was under the brass mask. But judging by his actions, I piqued his interest.

"Oh, of course not Mr. Luga."

Arecio's voice was utterly laughing, and he let out a "giggle" laugh as he slowly sat up from the ornate bed.

"Oh, Mr. Luga, I don't know where you came from, how did you have such a stink, well, slave smell on you?" There was a scorn in Arecio's words.

I looked down at me, and indeed, I had just walked in the sewed waterway, and I couldn't help but be covered with unspeakable filth and the unbearable stench. I didn't pay close attention to this problem before, but when I paid attention to it, the smell made me feel painful, it was so smelly. But, says Arecio, this is the smell of slavery?

"We came down the sewers, Lord Arecio, and I think the stench came from your stomachs." How could I just laugh at his humiliation? I had to fight back, so I continued, "Maybe the filth on my body is your masterpiece?" This is also inaccurate, I advise Your Excellency to pay attention to your diet, otherwise there will really be a smell of slaves! ”

"Oh, arrogant fellow."

Arecio sat on the bed and shook his head at me with a smile, if he was really so lazy, so lazy that he wouldn't be angry in the face of my rude counterattack.

I saw him slowly get out of bed, put on the neat slippers placed under the bed, and also lazily put them on his feet, and slowly walked down the steps.

"Okay, Mr. Luga, as you can see." Arecio said, walking slowly to the wooden table in the center of the hall, where a soldier ran quickly to help him pull the chair from the table. "Our situation is very, yes, very not optimistic." Arecio's voice was still so unhurried, if it were someone else, he would have been in a mess and began to think about how to escape, but Arecio was not so flustered, he was very calm, calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and the Bagunda soldiers who attacked the Doge's Mansion outside did not seem to be coming at him. Or rather, he has long been prepared for the second hand, either surrender or, run away!

You're not talking nonsense, I'm coming back from outside, and I'm familiar with the situation outside. But I can't say it so casually, otherwise such a faux pas would be a matter of upbringing for Arecio, who is a nobleman.

At this time, without waiting for me to answer him with Andrew, he beckoned, only to see two soldiers carrying chairs behind us and gently lowering them. At this time, there was no need to be formal or anything, I sat down with Andrew on the stool, on either side of the oil lamp, directly opposite was Arecio, but the table was too long, six or seven meters long, Arecio sat at the other end of the table, and Andrew and I sat at this end of the table.

As we sat down, the soldier standing behind us asked us for our iron swords.

"Yes, yes."

As soon as I sat down and was disarmed, I echoed this Arecio, and then asked him, "Aren't you alarmed when the enemy is present?" ”

"Panic?" Arecio lazily rested his right hand on his cheek and propped it up on the table, as if asking rhetorically.

"So, what good way do you think of to defeat the enemy?" I then asked.

"No, no, well, not yet." Arecio stared at me intently, and said perfunctory words in his mouth.

I shut up, I couldn't find a topic to pick up on him, and the hall fell into a brief silence.

Perhaps unwilling to be so silent, Arecio, who seemed perfunctory, sat up straight, and broke the silence first, only to hear him say: "It is precisely because there is no idea that the two of you have come to the sound, no, thank God, you have come uninvited." ”

"Oh, then Your Excellency the Governor means that he doesn't intend to bring us both back, does he? Otherwise, Your Excellency the Governor would not have arranged for the two of us to be at the outskirts of the world. ”

"Huh? Since it's impossible to come back, how did you come back? Could it be that the idiot I arranged was persuaded by the two of you on the way to let you go? ”

"Ha, did you say that you are the most proud fat man? Oh, I didn't know you would recruit such a rice bucket. ”

"Oh? Let's talk about that, well, the fat man. "Arecio sat up straight as if he had come suddenly, which made me a little puzzled, because at this moment he had to at least talk to me about how many enemies there were outside, and what the enemy's key attack was at the intersection or something, and he always exceeded my imagination to talk to me about that timid fat man?

"Your Excellency the Governor." I looked at him with a serious face, "I'm also responsible for you and everyone present, it's a little inappropriate to talk about these useless things at this time!" The Bagunda people will come in at any time! ”

"No, it can't be, Mr. Luga." Arecio smiled and shook his head at me, his words full of confidence. "The Governor's Palace is my most elite soldier, and with those stinky beggars, I won't just defeat them casually."

"And what about trebuchets? Isn't there a trebuchet in Bagunda's army, aren't you afraid that a stone will come down and bury you? ”

"Ha, hahaha......" Arecio laughed at my question, and his voice was very dismissive. You can rest assured, my friend, that these poor bastards are sure that I am full of treasures, and that they used trebuchets to destroy the Doge's Palace when they were most short of money? Then they must not want to improve their lives. ”

"How do you know!" I couldn't help but ask him, is this why he is so calm?

"It's a secret, Mr. Luga." Arecio put on the brass mask on his face and continued to support his face with his right hand, looking at us both in a lazy manner. "Say, that fat man, how did he do it."