Farewell, Grand Duke of Belstoka!

The Grand Duke, who ruled Russia for more than two decades, finally brought his political career to an end. Maybe he wasn't convinced, maybe he wanted to come back, but no one here welcomed him anymore.

On the streets of Moscow, you can see cheering crowds everywhere, where they celebrate the fall of Grand Duke Belstoka and celebrate their hard-won victory.

Gregory cursed the fellows in his heart that if he had a chance to return, he would swear that he would kill all those who opposed him.

However, Gregory, who was cowering in an armored car, did not have the courage to come out anyway.

The armored car suddenly stopped, and Gregory did not know what was happening, and the colonel signaled Gregory to leave the armored car with his cronies Andreas and Similov.

"It's—it's not out of Moscow yet......" Looking at the darkness around him, Grigory became a little frightened.

"After that, it won't be our defense zone." The colonel said coldly.

"But General Tangoloniv promised us ......"

Andreas wanted to argue something, but was interrupted by the colonel: "The general only ordered us to send you here, I will not joke with the lives of my soldiers, I will give you a map of leaving Moscow, although it is more dangerous than our personal escort, but the success coefficient of successfully leaving Moscow is still very large......"

Gregory, who was used to being high, was furious and wanted to get angry. was quietly pulled by Andreas. Only then did he realize that he was no longer Grand Duke of Belstoka.

And this colonel, who stood opposite, had a gun. There are people who are not able to compete with their current self at all.

Similov was also there trying to suppress his anger: "Okay, we'll leave by ourselves, so please give us the map." ”

The colonel didn't immediately take out the map, but rolled his eyes: "This map is very valuable......"

A few people understood at once, and Gregory could no longer bear it: "Can't we leave without a map?" ”

Andreas hurriedly pulled him aside: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke, I hope you can calm down. Now we don't know what the situation is really like in Moscow, everywhere is fraught with danger, a little carelessness. We're going to fall into the hands of the mob, and that map will be very useful to us. ”

Grigory looked at Similov and saw that the captain of his guard had nodded to himself as well...... He gritted his teeth and pulled a few bills out of his pocket. Let Andreas send it to the colonel...... But not much. Andreas returned dejected with the banknotes......

"That's not enough money at all...... Andreas smiled wryly, "The colonel said that this map is worth ten thousand dollars, not a few small beggars." ”

"What? Ten thousand dollars? Gregory cried out, "Is he crazy?" And, where do I have $10,000 now? ”

Gregory was not lying on this point.

All his assets have been lost, and the last little life-saving money is no longer on him, and he really can't take out $10,000 at this moment......

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid we have to do this...... Similov's eyes were full of worry: "The more we delay here, the greater our danger will become......"

Gregory kept muttering something in his exasperated mouth...... But who else can he be angry with?

He touched all over his body. In any case, he could not find ten thousand dollars, and Andreas and Similov left in too haste. I can't take out anything of value at all.

"Your Excellency, our time is running out...... Similov urged again.

Finally, Gregory stomped his foot, his hand reached into his underwear, took out a small pocket from it, and gave it to Andreas with great heartache: "Take it, take it, it's all I have...... Vampires, vampires, they're all shameless and greedy vampires......"

Andreas opened the small pocket, which was filled with such items as gold rings, gold necklaces, and so on...... He sighed, and then, taking the pocket, walked back to the Colonel......

When he returned the second time, he finally brought back the map that Gregory had always dreamed of......

"Good luck, Mr. Gregory." At this time, the colonel returned to his armored car and leaned out half of his body in the conning tower: "I believe that good luck awaits you ahead." ”

Then the armored car arrogantly left here......

This damn lawless guy, how dare he call himself by his own name? If it had been in the past, he would have been ...... However, despite the anger in his heart, Gregory did not want to stay here for a minute......

The colonel was still a trustworthy man, and the correct route he provided to Gregory on the map allowed them to gradually move away from the place where the crowds gathered, and Similov judged that they should be able to leave Moscow after walking for more than an hour.

However, at this time, the unexpected happened again, and they encountered a small group of Russian soldiers patrolling......

They were caught, and then taken to a small room, led by a second lieutenant, who looked at Gregory and his companions coldly: "Who are you, and where do you come from?" Where to go? ”

"Ah, we are all serious people......" Andreas hurriedly said: "Moscow is too chaotic, we are afraid, so we want to go out of the city ......"

"Serious people?" The second lieutenant sneered: "Don't you know that the whole city is under martial law now?" You have violated martial law. I'm going to bring you to our superiors. ”

For a moment, the three of Gregory turned pale, and they knew exactly what the consequences would be as if they were brought there......

"Sir. We know that martial law has been violated...... "Andreas reacted faster: "Could you please leave us alone for a while?" I think we'll give you a satisfactory account soon......"

"Look, I think you must be a smart man......" The second lieutenant smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked out of the house unhurriedly.

Andreas smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke, I think you have to take some more money out......"

"What, still asking for money?" Gregory didn't even have the strength to be angry at this time: "Andreas, the bag of things just now is my worst possession, where else can I find money?" ”

"I know. I know you're in a very difficult situation, but I'm afraid we have no other way but money......" Andreas sighed, "Otherwise, you'll fall into the hands of those who hate you." I guess that's the scariest thing......

Gregory's body couldn't help but tremble...... No, I can't fall into the hands of those shameful traitors under any circumstances...... That will make your life worse than death......

He took off his coat and revealed his shirt underneath. And then. He untied an ornament from the cuff of his shirt: "This is a diamond." I think it's worth a lot of money. Give it to the greedy vampires......"

"I don't think that's enough......" Andreas took the diamond ornament and his eyes fell on the buttons of Gregory's shirt.

The buttons were also made of gold...... It is important to know that the Grand Duke of Belstoka had a fanaticism for gold......

Gregory's heart was bleeding, but he had no choice but to pull off his buttons one by one......

So, soon, the Grand Duke of Belstoka stood cramped there in an unbuttoned shirt......

The Grand Duke looks a little funny......

"I'll go talk to the second lieutenant." Andreas carefully put these things away: "Trust me, you'll be able to get out of here soon." But until then, please stay here. Keep yourself safe. ”

Andreas walked out of the country, leaving only Gregory and his faithful captain, Mr. Similov......

Gregory did not dare to go anywhere, but dared to stay in the house honestly, but he waited left and right, but he never saw Andreas return. Gregory was eager to go out and see how Andreas's negotiations were going, but he never had the courage, fearing that as soon as he walked out, countless guns would be pointed at him......

The first rays of the morning sun had entered the room, but Andreas had not returned......

"Your Excellency the Grand Duke, I'm afraid something is not quite right......" Similov frowned: "No, I have to go and see, you are waiting for me here." ”

After speaking, he quietly walked out of the city, and after a while, he saw Simirov coming back angrily: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke, we have all been fooled, Andreas and those soldiers are all gone!" ”

"What?" Andreas was stupid there, he couldn't believe that such a thing would happen, he hurriedly rushed out, but where was the shadow of Andreas and those soldiers?

"Shameless, despicable, villain!" Gregory cursed, his feet jumping there incessantly, as if to vent his anger in this way.

However, no matter how much he tried to vent, Andreas couldn't hear it at all......

"Please calm down, Your Excellency the Grand Duke, anger will not solve our current situation at all......" Similov led him back into the house: "We don't know what is going on outside at all, it's too dangerous to act during the day, we have to wait until the evening to continue to think of a way......"

Gregory suddenly ceased to be angry, and sat down quietly in the corner of the wall...... Oh, yes. Now that it's happened, no amount of anger will make any difference...... He had to live, and he had to find a way to survive no matter what......

Neither he nor Similov spoke. I sat quietly for two hours......

"Similov, do you have anything to eat there? I am hungry. Finally, Gregory spoke.

But he saw Similov shake his head...... Gregory laughed miserably, a dignified Grand Duke of Belstoka could not even find a bite to eat......

Once the thought of hunger appears, it cannot be controlled no matter what...... Gregory only felt that his stomach was empty, and he had to find something to eat to calm himself down...... Otherwise, he couldn't be sure that he would have the strength to get out of here......

"Would you like to find something to eat?" Gregory was almost there pleading. This has never happened before.

"Your Excellency, Grand Duke, we have no money." Similov smiled bitterly: "In Moscow, we can't get anything without money. ”

For the first time, Gregory felt the pain of being a poor man. He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly put his hand into his mouth...... When he took his hand out, there was an extra gold tooth in his palm: "Simirov, I know this looks a little disgusting. But now it's the last bit of property I can ever get out......"

Similov took the gold tooth. I could see that his eyes were also red: "Your Excellency the Grand Duke, please rest assured, I will definitely bring you back food." ”

"You're not going to leave me too, are you?" Gregory almost cried in his words: "I beg you, don't leave me like them, or I'll die here." ”

"Your Excellency, do you think I am the same person as them?" Similov seemed to feel insulted: "No, I will never leave you!" ”

Simirov was gone, taking with him the gold tooth, the last bit of Gregory's possessions...... Gregory suddenly felt so alone. All around, it seems, is full of terrible dangers......

He had been waiting there. I waited from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon...... He was hungry and thirsty, and on several occasions he almost couldn't resist rushing out, but he never had the guts to do so......

There are traitors everywhere outside, and there are guys who have betrayed themselves outside......

He saw that the cockroach was crawling not far in front of him, and for a moment he had an urge to grab the cockroach and stuff it into his mouth to fill his stomach...... But, it's disgusting, it's really disgusting...... Perhaps the cockroaches also noticed the danger and soon disappeared without a trace......

It was slowly getting dark, but Similov still didn't come back......

Where did he go? Where the hell did he go? Was he caught by those people, or did he betray himself like those traitors?

Gregory preferred to believe that it was the former outcome, that he could no longer accept a new betrayal......

It was completely dark, and in 24 hours, Gregory had seen so much. All the wretched remnants of his possessions had been stolen completely, and one by one the people around him had left him, and now, only a hungry and thirsty former Grand Duke of Bierstoka remained......

Is there anything more bleak than that?

Gregory knew that he could not wait any longer, otherwise something terrible could happen at any time and place. He struggled to his feet against the wall, no matter how hard it worked, he had to get out of here.

It doesn't matter, even if they're all gone, so what's the point? As soon as he leaves Moscow, he still has a full six hundred thousand dollars of secret assets waiting for him there.

Let's go, let's all go, all this money belongs to one person......

Relying on the support of such faith, Gregory did not fall. He cautiously dodged all the way, and then groped around like a headless fly, the map still on Similov's body, and Gregory had no idea what he should do.

With his memories of Moscow, Gregory miraculously came to a location outside the city.

Ah, walk a few hundred meters and you'll be able to get out of this damn place. However, he soon discovered that there was a sentry post in front of him, and several soldiers were guarding it.

Gregory wanted to go back, but he didn't have the strength to find a new path again. Gregory gritted his teeth, tossed his hair, and found some sludge to smear on himself to make himself look more depressed, and walked towards the checkpoint.

"Stop, where are you going?" The sentinels blocked Gregory's path.

Gregory was sure that he would not be recognized by others in this way, and he put on a pitiful look: "Sir, my child is sick, and he is outside the city, and he is very sick. ”

The sentry seemed to take some pity: "I sympathize with your plight, but no one can leave here now!" ”

"Ah, I beg you, good sir, I can't not see my children, and my children need me too." Gregory tried to make himself look pitiful: "God will bless you, sir. ”

"You're really making it difficult for me!" (To be continued......)