readx;?“ Where is this?" Amsoil slowly opened his eyes, and an endless sea appeared in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info A middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard and dressed in Mr. Teach's costume stood behind him.

"This is Salt Harbor. ”

"Salt Harbor?" Ansoil glanced back at the man behind him, who looked familiar but a little unfamiliar, and he saw a line of soldiers standing behind the man, all of whom had the emblem of a white lion!

Amsol, with a haggard face, fell to his knees as soon as his knees went limp, his self-talk slurred, like a man overwhelmed by despair, his eyes helpless and lonely.

At this time, a beautiful young man dressed in red came out of nowhere, squatted beside Amber, and gently supported him, "My king, what are you doing here?"

"It's you—" Amsoil turned his head sideways, but in the eyes of the teacher, there was no one on the other side of Amsul's eyes.

"We've failed, but we can get back on our feet, and you'll be on that throne one day... Even if everyone else leaves you, I will stay with you. The bewitching young man caressed Amsol's face with his hand, and Amber unconsciously shed tears, and when Amsol opened his eyes again, he could no longer see the man in red.

"Your Highness Amso, you will live in Salt Harbor in the future, please do not leave the confines of your residence without permission, this is all to protect you. ”

Amsoil finally remembered who was standing in front of him, "You are Faulkner, the former head of the Knights of the Iron Wall, and you are the brother of Deputy Commander Evan. ”

The recognized Faulkner did not deny it, with a lot of wrinkles on his face, a high and straight nose, and deep-set eyes, Faulkner was somewhat similar to Evan and a little imaginary with Field, but Amsoil had never met Fielder.

"Yes, His Highness Amsoil really has a good memory. ”

Amsoil lowered his head, grabbed a handful of sand from the beach with his right hand, and watched the sand slip between his fingers, "Even a retained minister like you has been on Bradley's side for many years, it seems that I have completely failed, lost everything..."

"Your Highness, after all, you have royal blood, so we all want you to live, even if you do something unforgivable," Faulkner is tall, with thick and dense black hair, and he doesn't look like a man over half a hundred years old, "Please stay in Salt Harbor to heal in peace, this is Bradley's territory, no one will find you, no one can hurt you." ”

"Heal?" Ansol tugged at the collar and aimed it at her throat, "What's wrong with me? Do you think I'm sick the way I am? I'm just a little depressed... That's right, if it were someone else, he might not be able to accept the reality of failure and seek death, right?" Ansol stood up, he felt his limbs weak, his eyelids were heavy, and his body was very sleepy, as if he hadn't slept for many days.

Faulkner stared at Ammeh, who apparently didn't know that the man in red he saw was hallucinating. Amme's mental illness has always been unknown, and with the joint treatment of many excellent doctors, he finally found a relatively suitable drug for Amnote, although this drug has side effects, but it can still make Amsoil talk less to himself.

And today is the first time that Amber has noticed Faulkner and the others, Faulkner has taken Amsoil back to Salt Harbor for a week, and he takes Amsoil to the seaside behind his residence every day, so that the prince can breathe in the fresh air that blows from far away from the sea. It's just that the previous Amsoil was confused, invisible to others, unable to communicate with others normally, and unable to remember what had happened to him.

"By the way, what about my henchmen?" Amsoil walked slowly towards his quarters, he could remember the way home, "Although they were defeated like me, I still want to know their whereabouts... Especially Guillermo, that old general really betrayed me?"

Faulkner didn't support Amsol, who was a little shaky as he walked, he leaned his hands behind his waist, "All of your men have surrendered, and some have died in battle, Bradley is a big-hearted leader, and he will treat your people well, including everything in Bone City." ”

Amsoil walked into the garden of the residence under the protection of the guards, where a few servants were pruning the flowers, a few butterflies were flying among the flowers, the sound of the water in the pool was very pleasant, everything in front of him was quiet and beautiful, a place where one could forget all his troubles.

"What about the woman?"

"Which woman?" Faulkner focused, in addition to his mission to escort Amsoil back to Salt Harbor, he had to learn from Amsoil about Mallotne, something Bradley cared so much about.

Amsoil stood on the edge of the pool, bending down and playing with the cold water with his hands, "The woman who used to be my partner and stayed by my father's side, but shared a bed with my father. ”

"You mean Queen Rosemund. ”

"Well, that's her, she's still alive, isn't she? her children are alive too, right?"

Faulkner did not answer Amsey, and although Faulkner, who had been a teacher for more than ten years, was accustomed to lecturing on the teaching platform, he had to learn to wait for students to take the initiative to speak.

"Rosemund, the woman who has been hiding her intentions is more dangerous than me, my father has obeyed her, and I have been betrayed by her. ”

Faulkner pondered Amsol's words, and there was indeed intelligence that there was a special relationship between Amsoil and Rosemund, and some people even believed that as long as Amsol defeated Bradley, the queen's faction controlled by Rosemander would open the gates of Mallot, kill Byron, and support Amsol as the new king. Now it seems that those intelligence accusations are true, and Rosemande, who controls the capital, does have a conspiracy, in addition to the conspiracy with Amsoil, he also has a hand.

"I see... I finally understood," Ansol snapped into his senses, "my children and I are just pawns of Rosemund, and Bradley and Walter are pawns, even my father... Hahaha, it's really sad that the kingdom of Sahrins is about to fall into the hands of that kind of person. ”

Faulkner, who has experienced ups and downs, did not jump to conclusions because of Amsol's crazy words, but he did not take it lightly either. He re-called the old Knights of the Iron Wall and formed the new Knights of the Iron Wall in order to choose a wise leader to revive the kingdom of Salins. In order to protect the country, he must not leave anything out that poses a threat to the kingdom.

As Faulkner was sorting through Amme's words in his mind, a cold arrow shot from the garden wall!

"Is it really going to kill us all? what a vicious woman..."The surprise attack came very suddenly, but Amsoil did not make the slightest move, like a patient waiting to die.

Avi awoke from his sleep, and he dreamed that Prince Bradley had been hit by countless arrows, but he was still in front of him, preventing the enemy from approaching even half a step. The nightmare made Avi sweat profusely, and he looked at Fenrir, who was sleeping on the other side, who was sleeping soundly and snoring.

Today is the fifth day of entering the barracks and living here as a knight. Life in the barracks is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say, there are no sumptuous lunches prepared by the academy cooks, only dry military rations, and there are no beds of moderate hardness and softness, only planks and thin cloths spread on the ground. But Avi didn't complain about anything, after all, he knew that he was working for someone he admired, even if he didn't contribute anything.

Wipe off the sweat, Avi walked out of the tent, and the guards, who had stepped up their vigilance, just glanced at Avi and continued to patrol the barracks. Yesterday, Avi heard the news of the release of Stitch and other foreign envoys, who had been placed under house arrest and returned to their official residence with Walter's intervention. Although Avi and Walter's positions are different, Avi still thanks each other from the bottom of his heart. Coral also wrote a letter back to Avi, full of disappointment, but no blame, no resentment, and no understanding. Avi can understand Sango's feelings, maybe Van can understand himself, and Stitch can forgive himself, but Sango definitely won't.

Bradley, on the other hand, gradually recovered his health, and although the other party had been busy with various things, he still took the time to meet with Avi a few times, and gave Avi a few tips like a veteran to the new barracks. Avi received a set of knight's plate armor, which was not new, and a warhorse, as well as two knightly squires. Although the knight's plate didn't fit well, Avi tried to put it on, it weighed much more than expected, and after wearing it for a while, he felt sore. The two knights, both of whom were only fifteen or sixteen years old, had to train day and night like the other soldiers, in addition to taking care of Avi's daily life and food.

Just as Avi was sitting at the tent entrance, taking advantage of the cool and sweating, Jiadia's voice came from not far away, "Haven't slept so late?"

"Isn't Gadya's predecessor too?"

"Just now De Sion woke up, and I went to see how he was. ”

"Decion?"

"One of Amme's henchmen was one of the few who stood to fight us in that battle, and His Royal Highness admired his courage and loyalty, so he made us take special care of him. However, Detheon's injuries were so severe that he didn't wake up until just now. ”

Avi recalled the decisive factors of the battle, the "hoplites" who would make those around him despair, and Mr. Bennicott had explained the source of their strength, but Avi did not see those people in the barracks.

"That's... Are those seventeen hoplites also His Royal Highness's subordinates?"

Gadia didn't seem to have guessed that Avi would ask such a question, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "They are all mercenaries, belonging to the funeral mercenary group of the mercenary union, and we know that they have extraordinary abilities to hire them to fight that battle for us." ”