Section 19 Prisoners (3)
"Hada has been noisy and noisy early in the morning, and the nightmare of the all-night has not yet been calmed down by the gods, but once again slandering his existence, although there is no deep feeling, but how can he stop at the love?"
Before Rum could see clearly, he read a prayer for forgiveness of sins, ignoring that he was the real violent executioner. Rub the flint to ignite the licorice in the smoking gun, suck greedily, and then release it to your heart's content. With the other hand, he took out the prison memo and flipped through it.
"Oh, the charge of secession? It is simply nonsense, and in a country without national integration, the ruling class relish in intrigue, and the disputes have long existed in vain. Ahem! There are even children who are not yet adults, what a crazy pervert expert! ”
The smoke rings scattered in my eyes, pricking my untired nerves, and the moist sockets made the dry eyes even more uncomfortable, and I coughed.
"What's your name, kid?"
Rum approached the steel fence, but his unclear outline was extraordinarily gentle, and his hoarse voice was not unpleasant, not a ghostly beast like a demon. Rubbing his awkward eyes, he still couldn't distinguish them, and he was curious why my name wasn't on the code of sins, and sighed a little disappointedly.
"You may have heard of Bella Bell, the legendary Blackcoat!"
Rum let out a soft 'oh', not as if he didn't understand the two proper nouns I was talking about, and after a brief blockage of his thoughts, he inhaled deeply, and the dry tobacco sparked sporadically, full of round cheeks that were about to burst, and fled slowly, and then erupted completely.
"Ahem, ahem, are you trying to divide the country? There are ideals of youth. ”
"I'm just recovering a treasure that belongs to my country, and it's been held by your sovereign!"
"Even then, there is no essential difference between the two, and under the guise of finding lost property, isn't it the most proud plan of you foreign magnates to embezzle some of your property by the way?"
Si Qi stopped playing with the straw in his hand, forgave the little ant that had bothered him, and looked at Warden Rum a little sluggishly, the mysterious man, licking his teeth with the tip of his tongue, ready to say something.
"Since this is such a painful realization, you must have experienced some humiliating milestones as well!"
"The glory and humiliation have long been forgotten, and I'm not very good at storytelling, but I'm more than happy to listen to them. So, can you tell me who the current monarch is? ”
Rum erected the bong, then tapped it lightly on the stone wall to replace the depleted hay and light it again.
"The temporary assumption of the kingship of Princess Jane Ambina can of course also be understood as a hypothesis of conspiracy, and then carried out a noble inheritance. As for the previous Smik family, they can only serve as assistants to the auxiliary government, and according to the development of the situation, I am afraid it will be difficult to reach the peak of power again. ”
"Oh!"
Rum took the cigarette gun in his hand and began to gasp violently. In the prison of the underworld, he never seemed to see the bright sun, let alone the change of imperial power, but was obsessed with the tobacco that made him even more uncomfortable.
"So, who are you?"
"My name is so small that I don't even know myself, my friends who know me call me white, and my enemies who hate me call me black."
"The two-faced man who dominated the world ten years ago is you!"
Rum closed his eyes, was he reminiscing about the story of ten years ago? Or taste the toxins that tobacco is rich in? Bai looked at Si Qi blankly, his eyes widened and he didn't know what to say, and Si Qi gave the same feedback.
"You, how do you know? If I'm not mistaken, the two-faced man should have been given me a chic name by Smick Su, who was a former justice at the time, and the outside world would only call me black, are you, no, Su died of illness a few years ago, and I personally attended his funeral, your age determines that you are not his stand-in, are you also a lineage?"
"Inheritance or something, it's already far away from me, cough, how can the circulation of a body of venom pollute some noble bloodline? I'm just a prison guard, living a bad life with no light in sight. The more things you do, the greater the responsibility, the easier it is to be excluded by others, and to be used as an hourglass to relieve loneliness, turning time at will. ”
Rum put down his cigarette gun, shook the unmelted licorice to the ground, and then stepped on the residual heat. There is no monologue that hides certain emotions. Bai and Si Qi's fierce eye contact did not seem to come to any consensus.
"Now, can you tell me which force you belong to? The fat duke always concealed important information in his reports, as if he wanted to deliberately avoid certain sensitive words. ”
I peeked at Si Qi, and there was no special instruction, just a slight nod to indicate that I could improvise.
"Bella Bell, Kelis Schi, amateur diplomats from the House of Coron, and of course we can be called thieves who demand money."
"Ah, don't underestimate this young man, the youngest earl of the Cologne dynasty, the watchdog trusted by the royal family, and the other is the first strategist of the Earl's Court who is feared by the political world, my most formidable enemy, Kelis Siqi."
Shiro's more detailed narrative is not deliberately revealing any information, after all, it is already a completely open secret.
Sure enough, he was a young man with an extraordinary temperament, and there was no mixed dye in his clear eyes except for the darkness. So, who are you? ”
"Two-faced, white! The royal guard of the country of Turan! ”
"Oh, looks like you think you're a friend. A spy friend! ”
"No, no, no, I think you have been misled by some superfluous evidence, and although I am inextricably linked to Kelis, it is by no means an indissoluble bond destined for lovers. As for this child, I have known him for no more than a day, and of course he may have had a crush on me for a long time. ”
"Cut!"
My disdainful emotions are revealed, and Si Qi is complacent as he escapes some messy relationship.
"My direct leader, Madame Baozhu, was brutally murdered a few hours ago, and as witnesses of the truth, we will naturally become the targets of the murderer, so the definition of the crime will not be in the hands of the facts."
"Ahem, Lady Orb? You mean it's the Duke of Duolu and his little henchmen who really deserve to be sanctioned? ”
"Yes, Smick Ben's wife, and the sister of Princess Ambina. As for the suspect, maybe not the duke, after all, he doesn't have that athletic skills. ”
"Well, people like him and Count Koko can only be regarded as defective products created by God, and Madame Orb can only be used as a victim of instigating strife, blaming me for the contradictions between the two countries, and their organizations can profit from them and become real colonists instead of us."
"Oh."
Warden Rum fiddled with the keychain in his hand, and didn't seem to care about the war, nor the rulers, and more generally, he didn't mind anything outside of the prison. I reloaded the bong, but before I could suck it, I kept coughing.
"So, can you tell us your story? Mr. Rum. ”
"I've basically forgotten all my stories, and it's an awkward occasion. On the contrary, I would like to ask you one thing, young Count! ”
"If your curiosity is satisfied, I don't mind selling my worthless information, after all, certain characteristics have been written in the textbook of beware ethics."
Warden Rum stood up, wiped his mouth, looked at the black ceiling above him, or the presence of no obstruction at all, and approached me slowly, the fence certainly not blocking the transmission of breath.
"How can the youngest earl hold such a post? You must know that some bureaucrats in important positions, and even the rulers of certain dynasties, are living a simple life of luxury, and drinking and talking freely are not all the paradises that everyone yearns for? ”
"Greed? Any enjoyment is a bottomless pit of greed, it just needs to be watered with different nutrients. The pompous life they care about is not actually wrong, but it is closer to the brink of destruction, and I, the watchdog trusted by the royal family, only love the desire for power, and will not betray myself, I can only actually play with the hegemony between the applause, not some kind of ideal rush, but the ideal on the road, which has been overtaken by me at will, and there is no possibility of stopping unless the end point is identified. ”
"Oh."
Mr. Rum clenched the key in his hand and looked at me in surprise, suddenly smiling strangely, but no longer so terrifying. The eyes that gradually radiated from the messy hair flashed with a certain kind of desire to pursue.