Ten years ago? Sitorius was stunned, ten years was enough time for a person to forget a lot of things, enough for memories to be covered with heavy dust, enough for the past to fade from its original color. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoTen years ago, Sidolius was not one of the three great masters of the Empire, but was only an adjutant in the Tower Sword Cavalry. At that time, Augusta was still a powerful consul, and he was a-for-tat political enemy with General Marius. The former is an unwavering supporter of the ancient imperial traditions, while the latter is desperate to remove the remnants of the Serpent Cult from the empire. Many of the minor nobles who had lodged in Janos were more or less connected to the Serpent Cult, and the bloody expulsion was considered the beginning of a new imperial movement, but ironically, the expulsors were not the loyal Immortal Knights of Marius, but a Shadow Band led by General Keros. Since then, Marius has been elected Emperor and Kairos has become the Legion of Shadows and the new Consul of the Empire.

Sitorius was also confused, he was not a party to the case, he couldn't say why, but now that he looked back, he inevitably felt that what had happened was too unbelievable. With Keros's strategic mind, it was impossible for him not to see Marius's intention to expel the old Pande nobles at that time, not to mention that he was already the co-captain of the Shadow Legion at the time, and it was impossible to get together with Marius, the representative of the Empire's New Deal. But why did it stir into the troubled waters of Janos? Although he couldn't give Eshua an answer, it didn't prevent him from using it as a bargaining chip to make a deal: "I tell you, you let me go." He made up his mind that he would be foolish at that time, and with his years of immersion in the imperial political circles, he believed that the other party would not be able to distinguish the truth from the false.

Estheus replied to Sitorius with his actions: he tore the prison door with both hands! Sitorius was overjoyed, but at the same time he was amazed by Estheu's brute strength, thinking that this man's strength was not far from that of the sword fighter Oruba. He wondered even more, why would such a character sneak into Saarion? Sitorius was sure that the other party was not here to rescue him, and that any Imperial nobleman who was imprisoned here would probably face Estheus's problem. He settled down and began to talk about it: "I don't know much about this matter, but it should be the ...... planned by His Majesty the Emperor in his early years in order to suppress the prestige of the Shadow Legion and leave behind an infamous ."

Estheus listened silently, Sitorius's words were somewhat credible, he didn't care, the old drunkard had warned him a long time ago not to trust the words of others, even if that person was his best friend. "At Pande, it's very important to be assertive. Your own rash subjectivity may be much more reliable than the most pertinent objectivity of others. And Estheus's assertiveness told him that nine out of ten of Sitorius's words were false, and the only one that came true was the sentence "I don't know much about this", but it was enough for Estheus to make a judgment, and the opposite of the lie would at least point in the direction of the truth, if not the truth.

The relationship between Marius and Kairos doesn't seem to be as tense as the empire thinks...... Ai Xiu thought that he had not thought of slaughtering the tower sword cavalry of this empire, but he found that he could not do anything to this man who was in prison. Eshu had been delayed in the dungeon for quite some time, and he didn't know if there were any guards who had changed the guard, but it would certainly be unwise to stay here. Estheus left Sidolius, who was still talking, and cautiously touched it towards the exit of the dungeon. When Sitorius stopped dryly, the door was empty, as if Estheus were just a ghost floating by, and only the even breathing of the Praetorian Guards on the ground and the ruined door told him that it was not a hallucination.

Estheus walked up the spiral staircase of the dungeon, his footsteps as light as a cat, and the sound of small human voices falling from the top of the spiral staircase, with the occasional crackling sound, like the sound of dry firewood bursting in flames and burning. But when Eshua reached the end of the stairs, he saw a scene in full swing: a big-shouldered chef stirring the broth churning on the boiler; The maid on one side stuffed the wood into the stove, and the crackling sound came from this; Several red-bow-tied attendants walked out of the kitchen with one hand behind their backs and silver plates of food in the other. Eshua walked up from the underground palace in such a grand manner, and these people just glanced at him, and then each did his own thing, thinking that he was also a servant in the palace. At this moment a round head poked into the kitchen and let out a loud, angry shout:

"Hurry up, you slow people! Hurry up and serve the baked dishes! If even one of the nobles in the hall is dissatisfied, your heads will have to move! At the same time, the round head also saw Ai Xiu standing at the entrance of the underground palace, and scolded even louder: "You! What are you doing standing there and being lazy? Why don't you go down and bring a few barrels of wine down! The round head pointed to an attendant: "You, go with him to carry a few buckets!" ”

Without hesitation, Eshu turned and walked down the spiral staircase, the assigned attendant quietly following him. Halfway through the journey, Eshu suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the attendant with a good look, and the other party looked at Eshu inexplicably: "What are you doing?" ”

Eshua just silently looked at the squire's figure, he was really too slender, and the dress was probably no different from the restraint clothes on his body, but he was in a hurry, and that was the only way to go. Eshua made up his mind, slammed the attendant who had not yet reacted, and took off the other party's elegant dress and put it on himself. When he came up from the dungeon again, the kitchen was still in full swing, except that the round head had been retracted from behind the door. Estheu picked up a plate of cakes from the table, hid a knife in his sleeve, and walked out of the kitchen somewhat unnaturally.