Chapter 041: (Escape from the Dungeon) Edward
People in this chapter: (Edward Hallengoth), (Ranid Greer).
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Chapter 041: (Escape from the Dungeon)
The sun rises and sets, and the night falls and disappears.
Edward Hallengoth had spent three short days in a dark cage, but for him it felt like a month, or even a century.
Every night, a cold wind blows through the cracks in the wall, rubbing against the ...... Woo...... ......The cold wind blew up the dust and drifted in the air, filling the entire dungeon, mixed with the smell of sour decay and decay, and penetrated into the psychology of every prisoner, and the fear was inexplicable.
In this silent, dark dungeon, a sudden jingle or the unwilling roar of a prisoner is like waking up a ghost from years of sleep, and it stings your eardrums. Here, only the darkness that seeps into your heart is your eternal companion!
The food in the dungeon was better than he had imagined. Usually, the prison meal is porridge, stale bread or rotten meat, but the jailers here bring freshly baked bread, turnips, and potatoes. In addition to food, he had fur to keep out the cold at night, firewood for making fires, and clean clothes. and a greasy tallow candle.
But no matter how comfortable a cell is, it's still a cell. The door is made of oak and steel, and is locked at all times. The thick stone walls cut off all sounds, and Edward was completely cut off from the world outside.
Even in the gloomy dungeons, Edward Harengoth noticed that this morning was unusual. The sun was out, and breakfast time must have passed, but the guards didn't bring him cereal to eat as usual, which made him a little panicked.
Death is not the most uncomfortable, waiting for death is. He was woken up by the sound of talking, and crept to the cell door, but the planks were too thick to make out a word.
The cell was surrounded by dark walls on all sides. Except for a faint glow from a narrow window. Everything else was dark and damp. There is also a faint smell of decay and evil. But Edward knew that it wasn't the worst.
Four heavy chains hung from the ceiling, and if one day Count Richson decided to clean him up, he would be hanging from them. Maybe it's today. The next time the jailer opens the door, he probably won't bring cereal porridge and bread.
As a Swadian knight, the Rhodoks hate and hate a race that deserves cold and hunger. Edward knew in his heart that the reason why he was able to get such treatment was because of Uncle Hecarim. The other party still firmly believes that he is the descendant of the goddess of the forest.
Edward laughed at himself and praised, "Son of the Forest, what an elegant and noble title!", not believing that he was a descendant of the Goddess of the Forest. A birthmark that looked like a bear's head didn't prove anything, but the devout believer seemed convinced.
With the help of the candle glow, Edward flipped through an old book in the gloomy dungeon. The day after he was imprisoned in the dungeon, Uncle Hecarim visited him, apologizing, and bringing with him the heavy old book.
It is a book made of the finest animal skins. But it is not known exactly what kind of animal fur it is. This ancient book was written in the common script of Calradia. It was written by Aegon Grey Jon, a scholar who is said to have lived for thousands of years.
The book records all the biological races and civilization systems on the continent of Calradia, as well as the major events that took place at that time. When Edward turned the first page, he was surprised to find that the time was a thousand years ago, during the Dawn Era.
On the first page, there is a record of the children of the forest. Edward looked at it with curiosity:
The Children of the Forest are the natives of Calradia, who inhabited the continent of Calradia with giants, dwarves, elves, orcs, dragons, and other races long before the Dawn Age.
The Children of the Forest do not use metal, do not weave clothes, and do not build cities. They used stone tools, weaving clothes from leaves, and using bark as leggings. They live deep in the forest, in caves, in the swamp islands, and in secret tree-based towns, and seem to be at one with the forest.
The Children of the Forest have supernatural powers and can do magic. They harness the beasts of the jungle and can even take the form of mountain bears. They also have the ability to see green. They have the same appearance as mortals, but the only difference is that they have a bear's head birthmark on their chest.
After reading this paragraph, Edward placed the candle in his hand as close to the book as possible so that he could see the bear head in the lower right corner of the book more closely. This pattern is indeed not much different from the birthmark on his chest. Are you really the Children of the Forest?
Edward was still reading at his desk when he heard an iron key inserted into the lock. Half an hour later, the cell door staggered open.
It wasn't the previous jailer who entered, but they were dressed similarly. The middle-aged soldier carried a bow and arrows on his back, a barrel of arrows, a spear, and a Rhodok wooden shield. Looks like a standard Rhodok spearman, but Edward knows he isn't.
"Lord Edward," the soldier began, "time is short, please come with me." "The man was tall and thin, with a well-defined face, gray-brown hair, and was about thirty years old.
Edward looked at the stranger warily. The tall and thin man in front of him was the same man who had briefly looked at him in the open space in the middle of the second castle a few days earlier when he had followed Uncle Hecarim into the castle.
"Who are you?" Although Edward had guessed that the other party was a Swadiaan, he did not know who the other party was.
"Ranid Greer, it's a pleasure to meet you, my lord. "The tall and thin man was a Swadiaan, but like a Rhodok, or rather like Edward.
"Greel?" asked Edward, looking puzzled. "You're from AzgodeβHouse Greer?"
Although Edward had never participated in any of the knightly tournaments held in the Imperial City of Paraven, he was no stranger to Baron Kane Greer, the head of the Knights of the Guard, who wielded a sword in both hands. The Grell family is a very famous knight family in the Swadia Kingdom.
"Yes, my lord!" replied Ranid Greer.
"The Greer family now has only one Baron Kane, and I distinctly remember that Baron Kane had only two sons," Edward said. "None of them are called Lenid, and I've seen those two boys, but two older boys in their early twenties. β
"My lord, I didn't say I was the son of Baron Kane," Ranid smiled innocently. "Besides, he couldn't give birth to a son as big as mine. β
"He also has no brothers. Edward's tone was firm.
"My lord, like you, I am an illegitimate child, but I am an unrecognized wild/species. Ranid sneered a little self-deprecatingly. "But you're much luckier than I am, not only has you been recognized by Duke Eddard, but you've also become a commander of the Knights of Sanctions. β
Edward didn't like to hear people call him 'bastard' or 'wild/seed' to his face, and he didn't tolerate the term 'Rhodok bastard'. Except for his half-brother, Rutgers Hallingos, no one dared to call him that to his face.
But he wasn't angry at the moment, because the other party was talking more about himself. Edward never dealt with bastards or wilds, as he didn't want others to think that he was one of them.
Edward still didn't let his guard down, and then he asked, "Why are you here?
"My lord, I have always served in this castle, and I have a way to know almost all the secrets in the castle. Lenid said with a heartfelt voice. "And I have been in the service of the lord of this castle, Earl Lynn Rezisen, for fifteen years, and I have almost forgotten that I am a Swadian. β
"What did you come to see me in the dungeon?"
"To save you, of course!" Ranid replied in a low voice.
This surprised Edward, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said suspiciously, "Save me from the city?"
"Don't you believe me, sir, or do you doubt my abilities?"
"No, that's not what I meant!" Edward argued. He didn't know what he was suspicious of, that he had been sent by Count Rezisen to test me, that he was testing the loyalty of a Swadia, that was a foolish idea.
"Then please hurry up and change into this outfit, and then we will get out of here!" Ranid dropped a package containing the uniform worn by the Rhodok soldiers.
Edward took off his clothes and said, "In order to save me, you really plan to betray Count Rezisen, whom you have been loyal to for many years?"
"My lord, I'm a Swadia," Ranid explained in a low voice. "What's more, there is going to be a war here soon, and if I continue to stay in the castle, I will be sent by the Count to fight my own people on the city walls, and then I will be killed by my compatriots as Rhodoks. β
"What's going on out there?" said Edward, changing into a Rhodok uniform.
"In the days you have been imprisoned, the armies of the Earls of Sweden and Billands have surrounded the entire castle, and they have ordered the craftsmen to hurry up the construction of siege equipment at the bottom of the mountain, and it is estimated that in a few days, there will be a flying sky of stones, rockets, and oil canisters flying into the city. β
"Then if we escape like this, won't we be shot by our compatriots outside the city by mistakenly being Rhodok soldiers?"
"My lord, I know that there is a secret passage that leads to the foot of the mountain, and no one will find out about us. The tall, thin soldier said with a confident expression. "I assure you. β
"Why are you trying to save me?" said Edward, the last question. He had already changed his clothes and was about to escape from the castle with the Swadians in front of him.
"I was going to run for my life, but I decided to take a gamble when I knew you were in the dungeon!" replied Lenid. "My lord, I think you understand. β
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