After working as a hard laborer for several days in a row, Kragg couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the shovel, and under the gaze of the large elementals, he came to a worker and looked down at him: "Commoners, tell your lord, we want to see him. ”

"Your Excellency won't see you."

The thin black worker said indifferently.

"Do you know who we are?"

"Know, prisoners, invaders, people who kill civilians." The more the black thin worker spoke, the more excited he became, and he clutched the shovel to death: "Harvey is only seventeen years old, he has experienced the loss of his family, become a beggar, worked as a slave trader, and was about to start a new life after being rescued by Lord Annan, when he was killed by the knight who was supposed to protect him but never appeared!" ”

"That's not our ......," Grafitte tried to argue.

"What's the difference?" He asked rhetorically.

The five captives fell silent, and Kragg did not want to bow to the civilians: "It's just that a few civilians died......"

"The lord attended the funeral of 'a few commoners' and offered sunflowers." The black thin worker said harshly, carrying a shovel, not wanting to talk to these bastards anymore: "The people loyal to the kingdom have been slaughtered by their king...... So now we're just listening to my lord. ”

“…… It was as if we had pushed Xingyue Bay to the other side with our own hands. Graffy walked up to him and said.

"Don't let him fool you." Cragg, who was confronted by civilians, blushed and said stubbornly, "Have you ever seen civilians who talk like this? He's just the one sent by the rebel king to keep an eye on us. ”

As for what the truth is, only they themselves know.

The five captives were busy from morning till night, and as they recovered, the overseer praised the five of them for doing the work of ten—

No one was happy about it except Shearer.

At lunchtime, the five people holding the plate were divided into three groups, which was also their faction.

Grafi, the only true nobleman among them, inherited from the barons of their ancestors. He and his dogleg cragg gang, Grafay said whatever Kragg did. They just wanted to get out of here.

Badu, who had been wounded in the throat during the siege, was still unable to speak, and was no longer gregarious.

Shearer, a genius knight who climbed up from the lowest level step by step. If it weren't for this erroneous war, his future might have become the backdrop for legends.

Coming from a family of knights, Grafitte was loyal and honest, and if it weren't for his father, who was a knight of the count's family, he would not have been able to become an elite in his life.

Shearer and Grafitt stood together because they shared a common confusion - what they saw and heard in Starmoon Bay made them wonder if the Knights were really wrong.

Three loaves of bread and a serving of broth so they are just not full enough and not hungry. After eating, they continued to work, and it was not until the evening that the deputy warden appeared and led them back to the "dungeon".

It is said to be a dungeon, but it is actually a prison in Bertal's Redemption. It's just that it's said that there really is a dungeon underground—it's used to house real criminals, like a group of pirates who are said to have been kept there and have died quite a bit.

After the Knights retreated, the roads of Starmoon Bay and Breeze City were restored, and long caravans blocked the noisy streets. The five captives were taken by the deputy warden and rerouted.

They passed by a mansion-like building, but with rows of figures sitting in the windows.

"What is this?"

The deputy warden, who heard Shearer's muttering, replied, "Where we studied." ”

"...... Academy?"

"Your Excellency said it was a school, and that's where we studied."

"What to study?"

"Farming, arithmetic, carpentry or something."

"Do you still have to learn from farming?" Cragg's caustic words floated from the side.

"Do you still have to learn to fight?" The deputy warden replied sarcastically.

Cragg looked at the cold Grafay, gritted his teeth and continued, "Huh...... Civilians who can't even read words......"

Shearer and the others thought that Kragg was going to be unlucky, but the deputy warden looked up proudly: "Oh, you don't know yet, Lord Annan has brought in a mage, so that all the residents of Starmoon Bay have a lingua franca proficient. ”

At this moment, the deputy warden, who was just an ordinary person, seemed to be looking down proudly in the clouds, while the elite knights were humbly buried in the soil.

Nearly 10,000 residents have mastered the lingua franca and become proficient in ......

Suddenly, a brilliant magical glow rises from the sand and blooms in the night sky.

The deputy warden stopped and said to the five captives whose faces shone brightly, "Look at it for a while, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Why?"

The surrounding residents rushed to the bay, and the deputy warden gloated, saying, "Lord Annan is handing out medals to the guards who defended Xingyue Bay. ”

"Where's your medal?"

"I was guarding the dungeon." The deputy warden shook his head regretfully, but then ostentatiously took out a golden medal that shimmered in the light: "However, I participated in the Frost Giant Defense Battle, and this medal is the first medal in Starmoon Bay. ”

The five captives looked into the distance and saw that Xingyue Bay had extravagantly issued hundreds of medals to those guards and civilians.

Shearer and Graffet are increasingly confused...... Let everyone read, go to school, have a job, give them medals, and even have magicians perform for them like circus actors...... Why did that lord do this for the commoners?

With doubts in mind, Shearer continued back to the dungeon after the magic fireworks ended. It was supposed to be the end of the day, but on the way back they met the lord.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in mage robes, with mysterious and noble black hair, and a gentle handsome face that made people want to get close.

At this time, Shearer suddenly rushed towards Annan. An elven guard emerges from the shadows and blocks him with the earth elemental. Shearer stopped and shouted at him, "Your Excellency the King of the North, I have a question! ”

Black eyes fell to this side, and Shearer continued, "Why did you betray the kingdom? ”

"I have never betrayed this country." Annan looked at him calmly: "I warned the king of the rat people to attack, but the king wanted me, you foolishly attacked me, I was forced to fight back, that's all." ”

"Are you serious?"

"This is not a question to me, it is to be asked of yourself."

The deputy warden arrived from behind, greeted Annan, and returned to the prison with a confused Shearer and the captives.

The deputy warden, who guessed from Annan's attitude, did not hold the prisoners anymore, and Shearer stood in the open space of the prison. This is where "Andy" meditates.

The high walls around him blocked his view, but they didn't obscure the starry sky. Then, he believed in the King of the North.

What the boy did for this town, for these people. The locals spurned them, the respect for the lord. Recruits who can't hold their weapons, even because they're recruited on an ad hoc basis.

But it's too late......

"Father...... Natalie ......"

(End of chapter)