Barton's hand stopped in mid-air, and he was surprised to see that Sersi was shaking over his shoulder, but he didn't use much force, just to show friendship, and gently patted his old friend on the shoulder. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Are you hurt?" he asked, looking at a bitter Selcy.

Sersi clutched his shoulders, the corners of his eyes twitching, and he began to learn to think like Alan.

"Yes, lord. He smiled nervously, "I went to the Colosseum yesterday and ..... I tried to duel with a brown bear, just like I did a few years ago, but ..... What an embarrassing performance. ”

"Haha! You're really going to make things for yourself, I think you should spend more time on life's work now than in the Colosseum whenever you have time, the place should be eliminated, you ....." Barton suddenly stopped talking and looked at Sercy with a suspicious expression.

Sercy's heart was lifted in mid-air, and he looked at the knights who were with him, trying to avoid Barton's chilling gaze.

“..... You don't like men, do you?" Barton said coldly.

Sersi's hanging heart sank, and he touched his bare head, not knowing how to pick up the joke.

"Hahaha! Just kidding, don't mind, old man. Barton said apologetically, but not very sincerely.

Sersi examined the knights carefully, then turned his gaze back to Barton. "Lord, why did you take these men with you, and what about the rest of the guards?" he asked, feigned anxiety.

Barton was silent for a moment, then looked at the tired knights behind him. "We met a group of strange guys, they resemble human cavalry, but with a little difference, I guess, those guys should not be from the continent of Sumer, because they have a habit of shouting battle horns when they fight, and their accents sound strange......"

"They attacked you?" asked Sersi in surprise.

"Hell!" Barton sighed, pointing to his scarred armor, "That's the most brave cavalry I've ever seen, and I bet they'll probably be able to win against the Flame Legion." In such cold weather, those guys went into battle shirtless, and everyone's riding skills were superb, which was by no means comparable to our horned cavalry regiment. ”

"Are they? There are only thirty left?" asked Sersi.

"Let's go back and talk about it. Patton turned his head and beckoned to his own soldiers.

The red-haired boy led a horse over, and with the help of the soldier, Patton was able to climb onto the horse, his body more fragile than he looked.

Sersi took the reins from the boy's hand, led the familiar warhorse, and walked towards the east gate.....

A few minutes ago.

Inside the East Gate, Alan leaned against the city wall, humming an unknown tune, he wrapped his body in a delicate gray cloak, and looked at the snowy city of Nippur, his face was as normal as usual, and he couldn't see the slightest nervousness.

"Can you stop humming?" Kenny grumbled dissatisfiedly, "Whether it's Barton or not, Sersi is helping us put our lives on the line, and he's in danger at any moment, don't forget, this is your offer, he believes in you so much, and you're here looking at the scenery with a relaxed face?"

There was a brief moment of silence, but it only took a few seconds for Alan to turn to look at Kenny. "You believe in Sercy so much?" he asked earnestly.

Kenny didn't answer right away, chewing on the question that Alan had thrown at him. A seemingly simple question, repeatedly squeezed through his mind, he narrowed his eyes into a slit and turned his head to look out of the city.

"What do you mean ....."

"How does Uncle Andrew treat someone who surrenders halfway?" Allen looked at Kenny with a sharp look in his eyes, "What about you?"

"Damn!" Kenny's eyes widened suddenly, grabbing Alan by the collar and pushing him against the wall, "You suspect Sercy? You madman! He staged a coup d'état for those slaves, he was a hero! Three years ago, and still is, why do you suspect him! If it weren't for Sercy, we might have failed the assassination and died at the hands of some nobody!"

"I didn't doubt Sersi's defection and I believed he was a hero. Alan shook Kenny's hand away, "But how long have we only known him?Do you think you know Sersi well?If that guy outside isn't Barton, then Sersi might be in danger, but if that guy out there is really Barton, then it's not just Sersi who is in danger.....

Kenny glared at Alan fiercely, trying to contain the anger in his heart. "Listen! We're not just dealing with Patton, we're dealing with a lot of hidden enemies, and a lot of people want us dead, but all I can trust now is the three of you, and you're still stirring up ......"

"Shut up!" Alan turned his head to look at the knight who was in ambush not far away, "Listen! All the soldiers here are Selsey's men, including the sentry you set up yesterday, and all of them are his cronies. If the man outside is not Barton, and there are two hundred best archers on the city walls, we have every chance of saving Selsi, but if the man outside is really Barton, then we now have two possibilities, one is to capture Barton alive, and the other is to be captured alive by Barton. ”

Allen's words hit Kenny like a punch in the heart, and the anger he had just felt faded in an instant, leaving only a head full of thoughts.

"Kenny, I meant that passage in the cabin the night before the coup d'état, I meant to Sersi. Alan smoothed the wrinkles on his neckline and said earnestly, "Suspicion is an essential quality for every lord, and the only person you can really trust is yourself." He paused, his eyes swept to Aiden not far away, "Don't trust anyone, not even me, because you're now the lord of Nippur." ”

Kenny reached out and covered his forehead, and he suddenly felt that everyone around him had become complicated and untrustworthy, even Allen, who was connected to him by blood.

He leaned against the wall, crouched down slowly, let the snow fall on his shoulders, he held his head tightly, those questions were like a hammer after hammer, cruelly striking his head, he felt pain, but he couldn't stop there.

He began to miss his father, the stern and kind man, who stood proudly in his heart like a mountain that he had not crossed for many years.

He thought he had crossed that peak, but now it seems that he has not, he is still very young and naïve. His father personally put the prosperous Karta in his own hands, but he lost it, simply because of his arrogance and youth, and because of his innumerable loyalty.

I damn it, he cursed himself with resentment in his heart.

After a while, he stood up slowly, and Alan didn't say anything more persuasive, just looked at him coldly.

"Thank you. He whispered.

"If we capture Barton alive later, then Selsey will be a trusted companion in the future, and .....vice versa," Alan moved his hand to the hilt of the black steel sword and gently pulled it off the scabbard, revealing a bit of blue-black edge. (To be continued.) )