Like a child listening carefully to a story he had never heard before, Arecio said nothing, as if to suggest that it was time for me to tell the story next. I really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in Arecio's gourd?

I'm still silent because at this point I'm still wondering if storytelling is a crazy choice, yes, it's crazy. Although I couldn't help but be surprised by the sound insulation in this room, it was obvious that there was a life-and-death battle going on outside, but I couldn't hear the unreassuring killing cry inside.

"What, why didn't you say it?"

Arecio's tone sounded visibly impatient.

"Brush!"

I saw an iron sword slam down on my shoulder through the refraction of the light, and the force made my entire upper body sink.

It's such a move again, this force makes me grin, why? Why did Arecio have to find out what the fat man had done?

"Tell me, that fat man, what the hell have you done?"

Arecio's tone suddenly darkened, and he began to play with his fingers as if waiting, "Oh, you can not say it, but you don't say it......" Arecio said, his right hand stretched out and waved.

"Brush!"

The soldier behind Andrew jerked out the iron sword against Andrew's neck, and the blade even ended in his flesh. Andrew tried to struggle, but the sharp blade was at his neck, his chin was slightly raised, his lips were closed, his nostrils were gaping, and his breathing was heavy.

"If you don't say it, your companion will die!"

Suddenly Arecio's tone softened again, he was still playing with his fingers, waiting quietly.

"All right, Your Excellency the Governor."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and since he really didn't care so much about the enemy in front of him, I would explain the fat man's problem to him in every fifteen-ten.

"Oh, yes!" Just as I was about to speak, Arecio snapped a finger out to indicate that it was an important point. "How did you get here, who you met in the middle, and what about the equipment of those Bagoda slaves, we have time, now, you can tell me one by one."

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay..."

I quickly gathered my thoughts, and began to tell the story of how the fat man had left us behind, and Arecio sat down in the seat directly across from me, and instead of his laziness he had been listening intently. I almost couldn't tell if it was the same person I had just seen.

In the middle of this hall stood dozens of heavily armed soldiers, who listened without a word as I recounted the events bit by bit.

As I spoke, I thought to myself whether this guy had taken the wrong medicine, why he didn't go to make a battle plan or study how to escape, and listen to me tell me about my adventures here. No, he must be trying to get something out of my mouth, or that there is a strategic focus in my messages that he can grasp. Oh come on, what else did I find along the way besides an unguarded garbage channel? Nothing, how could he find other valuable information in me?

But he had to listen, and I had to keep saying it. Gradually, when I was talking about the naked group of Bagunda soldiers, Arecio suddenly interrupted me. I asked, "You say, their soldiers in Bagunda basically don't have heavy armor?" "Arecio looked at me incredulously." I knew that the attacking forces of our street defenses were all well-equipped and intractable-looking enemies, otherwise the rabble that you told you would not have crushed my defenses at once! ”

"Who did you listen to, I didn't see a single decently dressed soldier along the way, at most the weapons in their hands were picked up from mercenaries who had died in battle, how can I talk about them wearing heavy armor?" I was telling the truth, but Arecio didn't seem to believe me.

"You're lying!"

Arecio snapped to his feet and glared at me, staring at me through the firelight, the blue eyes beneath the brass mask in front of him, as if I were a liar.

"There's no need for me to lie to you, Lord Governor." On the contrary, I seemed very calm at this time, and I was in a diametrically opposed psychology to Arecio. I knew that I was not half a lie, and I would not give in to him threatening me for believing that I was lying. I didn't shy away from looking him in the eyes, knowing that it takes a lot of courage for people who are not honest enough to look at others, not to mention that most people don't have such courage, and I know, and I must have known that this experienced governor, Arecio, also knows.

"Am I wrong?" Arecio looked at me for a moment, and seeing that I didn't mean to back down, he softened and began to doubt himself in his own words. "Could it be that there is an error in the information given to me?"

"You can not believe me, Lord Governor."

I could tell in Arecio's actions that he had a faint sense of unease, and I knew that he must have had something going on internally, a large number of hoplites, and it was impossible to think about, but it made it seem very easy for me to convince him.

Gradually, I sensed that Arecio was beginning to doubt, or at least waver, that he would listen to me and believe me.

"If you still believe your information, Lord Governor, I bet you haven't left here since the beginning of the Bagorda slave attack, am I right?" I asked him this, and he listened to sit motionless at the table.

"How do you know!" Arecio asked me in surprise.

"So, how did you know where I was and get Fred to save me in the first place?" I didn't answer him directly, but asked this question, I have endured it for a long time, and I have been puzzled for a long time, and I want to hear what he Arecio will say?

"Oh, oh, well, Mr. Luga, if it weren't for the urgency of the situation right now, and a tone like yours and the attitude of questioning me, I swear I would have dismantled you!" Arecio smiled and slowly got up and walked over to the two of us. He slapped me on the shoulder twice, leaned down next to my face and asked, "Why are you so confident, or naïve to think that I can answer you casually, you know, here, I am the master!" ”

"Because, I know there is a traitor among you!" I turned my head sideways to meet his eyes, hiding behind a brass mask. As I expected, I could clearly see the uneasiness and fear in his eyes, which was probably the problem he feared the most.

"So, what do you guarantee it?" Arecio first looked around at the soldiers, then grabbed my leather armor at the stench and filth, and stared at me deadly, "You can imagine the price of deceiving me!" ”

"My life. Governor of Belgian Gaul, Lord Arecio. My attitude was very resolute: "So what guarantee do you take?" I asked him rhetorically.

"Me? What is guaranteed? Arecio asked me.

"How did you know my whereabouts?" Arecio was clearly playing dumb, and I asked him again, gradually becoming impatient. I know that I have nothing, but I have the advantage.

"What if I refuse to answer?" Arecio looked at me, "If there are other conditions, it is not difficult to be embarrassed. "It's obviously a relent, and he needs me to give him a step now!

"Then I'm going to see your face." I knew it was a bit too much, but I didn't think much about it at the time, "I'm going to see what kind of face is hidden under this brass mask." ”

"All right, Aurius. Luga. Arecio smiled and straightened up, reaching out with his left hand and holding the oil lamp in front of us and approaching his face. The right hand slowly reached for the brass mask on his face, and the five fingers squeezed it tightly, almost pulling it away.

I couldn't help but hold my breath, and with Andrew, I looked at Arecio without blinking, I was prepared for the worst, I'm afraid that Arecio would have leprosy like the Iron Mask King in the future, but he was willing to reveal his true colors in order to keep that secret, it seems that he has already decided!

The mask was slowly pulled open, and I looked at his face and couldn't help but gasp!