Shouts could be heard from afar outside the house, and everyone tilted their heads to listen quietly. My eyes were scanning my surroundings, windows, doors, corridors. It's not safe here.

But soon the movement outside disappeared, and everyone's tense bodies relaxed slightly.

Everyone doesn't talk much, sleeping, sleeping, dazing, sharpening knives.

I only knew Willy here, and I asked, "Who planned this?" ”

He replied to me with his eyes closed, "I don't know." ”

I continued, "Getting me out of prison was part of the plan, right?" ”

He still had his eyes closed, but he just mumbled.

No matter how much I asked, he was slurred, and he didn't open his eyes until I stood up to get out of here.

He asked me where I was going, and I said I could take care of myself, your task was done, and you don't have to worry about the rest. I told him that if someone asked about me, tell him I thanked him.

As soon as I was about to walk out, Soros stood up, and a couple of guys followed suit.

I looked at the guy's gloomy face, ready to take him down with a punch in my hand. He said, "You're just leaving?" ”

"What do you want?" I stared into his eyes.

His shoulders shook, and he suddenly moved his hand at me. I put my head in my hands and elbows out, blocking his right fist at me. Then I blocked his left hand with my right arm, and my left hand went straight down his throat.

I didn't want to hurt him, I just tapped his throat lightly, and his jaw shrank back two steps. The people around stood up in an uproar.

Soros's face twitched, and although it wasn't heavy, it made him uncomfortable. He wanted to cough, but all he could get out of his throat was gurgling.

I looked around, and there were really two stunned guys in the group who were eager to pounce.

At this time, Willy sat up from the bed, "Stop it." "He came over and stood behind me, and I looked at him sideways." Walking out of this door, your life or death has nothing to do with us. He said.

I snorted, and Soros clutched his neck and squeezed a sentence out of his throat, "He'll go to the police." ”

Willie didn't speak, just looked at me. I looked him in the eye and said, "Say hello to Van Cleeff on my behalf." And he went downstairs.

Soros tried to stop him, but I pushed him, and with Willy's "tell him to go", everyone stopped their next moves. That's how I went out.

When I pushed the door open, I felt an indescribable sense of relief.

Standing at the corner of the street and looking, both sides of the street were already full of people watching the excitement of good things, and everyone looked at the corpses on the ground and talked about it.

I looked at the outfit on my body, and it wasn't a good outfit. But subconsciously touched my face, touched my hair, rubbed both sides of my nose, and looked at the dirt on my fingers, I thought this body might be quite appropriate.

Seeing a wooden stick on the corner, I tore off my clothes, picked up the stick, and slowly walked down the street to the tavern. The news there should be the most complete.

The people on the street thought I was a beggar, and they avoided me. I walked slowly like this, eavesdropping on the conversations of people on the street.

There are all kinds of things to say, but one thing is for sure, there was a large-scale riot in the city, which caused a huge riot. Today is the day when the royal family leaves the palace to meet the people in the square, and the king and queen will meet some people in the square and listen to their opinions and suggestions. But there was an attack in the square.

There are all kinds of theories, some say that the kingdom and the queen were injured, some say that the queen was killed on the spot, and some say that the king is seriously injured and his life and death are unknown, and now the throne may be in crisis. All kinds of conspiracy theories have noses and eyes. Even the frightened faces of some unassertive people on the side of the street changed.

While sighing, how could there be such an unfrightened person, he walked in the direction of the tavern. But in the distance, I saw some people standing near the tavern, and when I got closer, I realized that these people on the side of the tavern were not ordinary people.

I limped past the tavern, and I stole a glance at them, who also glared at me. After taking a look, I hurried out of there. Whoever sent them was a great threat to me.

I searched the street for the sergeants I could know to find out what was going on, but the nervous-looking soldiers didn't seem to like anyone right now. After walking for a long time, I only saw an officer named Brad who had some contact with him before, but when I saw that all the soldiers around him looked like they were facing a great enemy, I still gave up asking about it.

I wanted to go to the slums, I thought that the scale of the place was not small, and I guess there would be no big problems, but when I got closer, I found that the place had already been surrounded by soldiers.

There were soldiers guarding the outside, and soldiers were constantly dragging and holding people inside, escorting people out of the inside. The captured men stood in a line on the side of the street with their hands tied, waiting for their release, and a group of warriors with spears in hand watched them.

There were also those who resisted, but it was useless, and they were greeted by more violent beatings.

I don't know who came up with the idea to come up with the slum to arrest people. However, I guess some people will definitely be found out of this, but anyone who has a little brain or knows what happened during the day will most likely not run home and wait for the officers and soldiers to arrest him. If you commit a crime, you can't go home and hide.

Looking at the slums that seemed to have been torn to the ground, I quietly withdrew from the crowd around me.

It was now approaching dusk, but there were still many guards on the road. There was a lot of blood on the main road, and even some people lying on the ground with their heads and mouths covered on the side of the road, and some houses were burned down due to fires.

It is not uncommon to walk through most of the city, and it seems that the riots and chaos during the day are indeed very serious. Reggie's house was in front of me, so I sat on a corner and waited for him to come home. But he didn't expect to wait until midnight, and he didn't see Reggie's guards escorting him back. I wanted to wait, but I was so hungry that I decided to sneak into his house and wait for him to come back.

Marshal Reginald Windsor's Marshal Mansion did not increase its defenses because of today's riots, which also shows that he was really not at home.

When I got into his kitchen, I found onions, raw ham, raw cheese, raw eggs, garlic, ...... Good ingredients! I finally found something that could be eaten, it was celery and radish that I didn't use up yesterday, and the family didn't even give me any bread crumbs!

But I couldn't do that much, so I swallowed the celery and radish on the sour cheese. I wanted to find some wine to rinse my mouth, but the kitchen was really clean, and I couldn't find where the wine was.

With a turnip in my bosom, I went upstairs again, and by this time the servants of the house were mostly asleep, and I found Reggie's room and went inside.

The carpet was soft and the room was fragrant. It was a delightful house, and I went to the table, put the turnips on the table, and picked up the flask. The wine this guy drinks is no different from grape juice, and the alcohol content is probably not as good as beer. I ate the fruit on the plate, and these things were much better than radish and celery.

When I had eaten my fill, I leaned back in my chair, and only after I had finished my hunger problem did the question of why Reggie hadn't come back again.

I couldn't sleep in his chair, so I got under his bed to make sure I could sleep well. When I woke up from my sleep, no one came in, so I stayed in his room until the early hours of the third day, when he finally pushed the door open and entered.

I saw him drag his tired body to the table, shake the empty wine jug on the table, and then angrily threw it on the table, and fell weakly on the chair.

I did not go out at once, but waited for the servants to come in from the outside, remove the armor for Reggie, and bring basins of water and food. After washing, Reggie didn't touch the food on the table, just picked up the flask and drank the stuffy wine.

The servants withdrew, and I crawled out from under the bed.

Reggie saw me, and I saw him shivering, and the glass in his hand spilled a lot of wine, and he was obviously frightened.

Before he could speak, I stepped out of the shadows, "I suggest you don't scream. I said.

Hearing my voice, his face changed twice, and he said, "Why are you here?" ”

It was a decent question, and he had to ask me that first to express his surprise. I couldn't say that there was nowhere to go, or that there was danger outside, and I said to him, "I'm here to see you." ”

Reggie quickly got up from his chair, he leaned in to look at my face, looked at him and said, "How did you escape?" ”

This question made me a little uncomfortable, what is the meaning of how I escaped, "Is it necessary for me to escape?" I asked him rhetorically.

"I thought you were dead!" He became less and less able to speak.

"I won't die if you die." I said, "Tell me what's going on." ”

His eyes were full of disbelief, and he asked, "You weren't hurt during the prison riots, were you?" ”

I snorted coldly, "Where have you been these two days?" I asked.

"It's messed up, it's all messed up." He was a little incoherent, but his tone told me it wasn't going to be easy. He looked at me: "The queen is dead!" ”

This rumor has come true!

My mood suddenly hit rock bottom, "Who did that?" ”

"Masonry Brotherhood." He said.

"Are you sure?" In my heart I reject the authenticity of the whole message, "This is a conspiracy." ”

"It's a conspiracy."

"There's no way the Masonry Brotherhood would do such a thing!" I said, "They're not stupid, it's only going to exacerbate the conflict and make it even less rewarding." ”

Reggie frowned and raised his eyelids to glance at me, gritting his teeth. "How did you get out?" He didn't go on with me, but asked this question.

"Are you knowingly asking?" At this point, his question made me feel uncomfortable.

"The prison is destroyed." "This is an organized, planned, and large-scale sabotage operation, which is the same as the riots outside," he said. "He turned and walked over to the table, and I saw him reaching out, and there was food and meat on the food plate on the table, and there was a knife next to the plate. He reached out and picked up the flask and poured me a glass of wine.

"Where have you been these two days?" I asked him.

"The king is furious." He didn't look back, just slowly poured me wine.

"And then?"

"You know his methods." His tone was flat.

"How many have you caught?"

"Few, the leader of the Masonry Brotherhood ran a few." I was a little surprised by his answer, not only did he start to cherish my words like gold, but he also began to be vague about me.

"What else?"

"You ......," he said. It's better to hide. He said.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You're on the wanted list right now."

"What did I do?"

"You've disappeared from prison. Some people suspect that you are in league with them. ”

"Who's someone?"

"You know."

I gritted my teeth, "I'm not in a league with them, you know." ”

"Now you say it doesn't count." He looked solemn.

"There's no way I'm with them, I've been in jail."

"The prison was burned down by the mob of the Masonry Brotherhood." He said, "You're gone, too." ”

"How do you gain the king's trust?" His face was not good-looking.

"The king suspects me?"

"He can suspect anyone. Especially now. ”

"He won't be such a fool!"

"Perhaps." Reggie spat out the word and handed me the glass. "But now that he's in his current state, you'd better not see him."

"Why is he so sure?"

"Now...... More than one person testifies against you. Reggie said, "You ...... now It's dangerous. ”

I stared into his eyes, and somehow he suddenly became so strange, completely different from the Reginald I had known before.