Chapter 051: A Difficult Decision
ā..... When the moonlight comes, Brueger will be washed with blood, and the dawn will never come. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Duck muttered with horror in his eyes.
"Fuck the damn!" Eren looked up, looking at the gated face of sorrow. The guy's nose was tilted to the side, and the twitching corners of his mouth led to the sobbing of the short beard, and his gaze wandered.
"But it's all come true!" Duck still shuddered, "Midnight bells, mad knights, blood of comrades, do you really think I want to pierce my men's heads with a sword?!"
"Hey, don't get angry, both. Sersi interjected, "Since it's happened, and we've seen it, if we can't control it, let's face it." He looked at Alan with a furrowed eyebrow, "It's like we faced Barton." ā
"But I'm dealing with my own people. Duck turned to Sercy.
"Me too. Sersi told him, "I have seen the Oxhorn Legion kill each other, and their comrades draw their swords against each other. That night, the ignorant left their backs to their most trusted companions, and they didn't know what had happened to them when they died. He took two steps forward and patted Duck on the shoulder, "Man, I swear, it's a hundred times worse than what you see now!"
"Barton is a murderous fellow, and all of Eli sympathizes with the Nippels. "But none of us have been offended, they are all knights of great merit, and no one has done anything wrong, except for me....."
"You're right, he shouldn't be here. Alan relieved.
"Look, someone is coming!" Exclaimed Sersi as he gazed at the distant firelight.
Alan turned his eyes to look out of the low city walls. In the darkness where the terrain could not be seen clearly, some of the fires jumped like flickering specks, and grew larger and larger as time went on, and it was estimated that there should be a hundred or so people. "Tell me, how many of you still have you?" he asked, turning to the Border Commander.
"Five hundred," said Dark, "but there are only a hundred or so who can be gathered, and the rest of the hundred are in the camp, but you see, at least half of them have gone berserk, and half have been killed." ā
"Why?" Alan asked, "the rest is not under your jurisdiction?"
"No, they're all in my hands. Duck shook his head in pain, "But the duty of the Frontier Knights is undoubtedly to guard the border, and most of them are on the border line, which stretches south to the Brahai Sea and north to the Long Bay River, and it will take at least a week or so to get everyone here." ā
"Those people came when they heard the bell?"
"Yes," Duck nodded, "that bell has been spelled by a wizard to send a sound for a hundred miles," he said, pointing to the tinkling brass bell, "not even the wind can make it ring, only from here can it be ringed." ā
"They will gather in the main hall, but the gate of the wall where we are is is the only way to go, is that right?"
"Yes. ā
"Good. Eren took a deep breath, "Do you believe me?"
Duck hesitated, his sharp amber cat eyes looked at the stranger in front of him, hesitated for a few moments, and finally nodded.
"I think I understand why you became the Border Warden of Eridu. Alan complimented himself, "Listen, sir, just outside the walls is Brugg, and while I haven't seen anyone breaking into the town on horseback, that doesn't mean they won't do it, even if the curse is against you, so please close the gates for the sake of the innocent citizens of Erito." He paused, "Oh, by the way, what about the quality of the gates?"
"The dumb steel of Sunlight City is made of the same material as my sword. Darke made a package ticket, "What's next?"
"Obviously, those people won't get in. "Just now, I saw two cursed knights in the courtyard, and they didn't kill each other, which means that they don't kill their own kind, so it's safe to keep them inside, including my companions." ā
"What do you mean?"
"The gates of the city were closed for a while, and they were isolated as lepers. Alan scratched his nose, "The guy with the scar on his face is a wizard, and after dawn, we will be looking in Brugg, there must be someone in the town who knows witchcraft, it will definitely take a little time, but it is better than having the knights who have just returned kill each other with them!"
"But there must be people alive inside. Dark's voice mixed with a hint of pleading, "Don't do that, your Excellency, think of another way, I have heard of your reputation, you once played Patton with a ruby from a cup, please think again, I know you can, they are all knights who have been meritorious....."
"Unless you want all of them to be buried together. "Listen, Frontier Commander, you have to learn how to weigh the pros and cons, and now, your decision will save at least one hundred and fifty people, or a hundred cold corpses before dawn!" ā
Duck left under the gaze of two strangers. The bonfire on the city wall swayed in the night breeze, like his wavering heart at this moment, even if he was torn about whether he should have made this decision, but the Nipur man with the clever brain was right, he could not face the hundred corpses that should have been alive when dawn came, but he also could not face the people who were still alive in the station, it was the honor of the Border Commander and the Ukara family that made him choose so.
He was deeply sorry.
Alan is not. He clearly knew that there were not only hundreds of knights but also more than thirty servants within the walls, and those people were cooks, gardeners, and blacksmiths, and who did they offend?
When the old knight led them out of the dining room, he saw with his own eyes that the cook's daughter, who was no more than four or five years old, with curly brown hair and eyes curled like a crescent moon, and a thick fleece coat and a knee-length dress.
When the galloping knights were kept out of the walls, Eren began to hate himself.
"They're already here, aren't we going down?" asked Sersi with his back to the battlements.
Alan didn't say anything, he looked at the courtyard inside the city walls, and there was a person looking at him at this time. By the faint light of the fire, he confirmed that the man was the old knight who had led them out of the dining room, his throat was slit, his hands clenched as if trying to stop the blood flowing out, his eyes were tied to Alan on the city wall, his lips squirmed, as if trying to say something.
Beside him was a shirtless acquaintance, holding a bear-headed sword with a gleaming cold, his eyes still blank. There was no sound, just more blood, staining the otherwise peaceful courtyard into a pool of scarlet blood, until Eren forcibly looked away.
"Let's go. He patted Sersi on the shoulder and said.