Chapter 36: The Prince's Order

"I'm so sorry! But the little one was born with severe visual impairment and can barely see, so please be tolerant of adults! ”

"How do you prove that your eyes can't see?"

"This ...... It's easy to do! The little one has a medical certificate, so I'll go home and show it to you! ”

"Huh? Do you really think I'm going to confirm with you? Are the people of Einke so simple? It's ridiculous! ”

"Forgive your ignorance, I don't know what you mean!?"

"To put it simply, if you bump into our Lord Jag today, no matter what kind of hardship you have, we just want you to give your life as compensation for apologies!"

"No...... No! Please wait a moment! ”

"The knife in my hand is impatient! Look at the knives! ”

Without waiting for the old man to react, the man on the side pulled out his scimitar, aimed at the back of the old man's neck, and prepared to slash at it.

"Die!"

From the resentful shouting and the crisp sound of drawing the knife, you can know the killing intent of the other party, and the old man who is powerless can only tighten his body in fear and protect his head with his slender hands.

But how can a mere wizened pair of hands resist the sharpness of a scimitar?

None of the onlookers were willing to stop it, and when they saw that the cold scimitar was about to slash at the old man's neck, they all turned their heads and did not dare to continue looking.

The speed of the swing is that even the elite warriors will not be able to dodge the slash.

In the end, he died tragically -

The scimitar sliced through the air, and the cold white light turned into a knife mark in the air, tearing through the silence for a moment—but without the expected blood-spattering image.

What followed was the metallic sound of iron tools colliding with each other—the man who wanted to slash at the old man suddenly felt a tingling of his hands.

Eyes closed in disbelief in pain. Waiting to open his eyes again, the old man has long since disappeared.

What caught my eye was a big man, and his lazy eyes were glaring at the man viciously.

It was Grossar, who shifted the old man's position with lightning speed, and at the same time instantly appeared in front of the man, and met him with the ordinary broadsword in his hand.

Just holding one arm, he can easily hold a large knife of dozens of kilograms, and he can still stare at the man with a punishing look without blushing or panting.

The man was instantly startled by these terrifying eyes.

"You...... Who are you? ”

"I just wanted to ask who you are to dare to spread wild in the territory of Aynk."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of light erupted from the blade of Grossar's hand, and the flickering bright light covered the entire street and everyone.

A scream followed.

"Ah————! My eyes! ”

The man screamed in pain, throwing aside the scimitar in his hand. Not only the man, but also another ironclad guard next to the bald man.

Because of the flash of bright light, the gaze of the two ironclad guards entered a brief whitening, and the stinging sensation tormented their eyes.

This is blindness.

The crowd of onlookers was also instantly affected by this bright light, but there was no stinging sensation like a man, but they also felt really uncomfortable.

But in this bright light, Grossar saw a surprising scene-

- The bald man, who had remained cold and silent from beginning to end, still looked at Grossar calmly, as if he was completely immune to this burst of light.

The bald man's reaction was indeed beyond Grossal's expectations, and few people were able to resist the bright light of their own outburst so calmly.

In a dazzling burst of light, the bald man and Grossar looked at each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

The bright light faded and the market returned to normal.

Wu was not affected by the bright light, because he already knew about Grossar's plan.

While everyone's eyes were taken away, Wu turned his back to the strong light alone, and had already put the scattered vegetables and fruits back into the vegetable basket behind the old man, and helped the old man with limited mobility.

"Thank you very much!"

The blind old man didn't know Wu's identity, but he still thanked Wu respectfully.

Also because of his blindness, the old man kept bowing like the air on the side.

Grossar vigilantly brushed past the ineffective ironclad soldier in order to get close to the bald man and at the same time put the big knife in his hand against the bald man's neck.

The bald man didn't resist, just smiled faintly.

Only Grossar knew that the bald man in front of him was not simple.

The bright light just now is the light elemental magic on the high difficulty - the psychedelic skill "Dazzle" belonging to the visual system.

What appears to be a large-scale spell is actually capable of "visual torture" on specific targets. The so-called torture is not only a temporary blindness, but also causes the optic nerve to feel an unprecedented burning sensation.

Subjects outside the target will at best lose sight for a short time, but they will not be blind, let alone burning.

In the "dazzle" just now, Grossar's target was the three uninvited guests in front of him.

However, the fact that this bald man was able to look directly into this bright light unharmed was really unbelievable to Grossar.

Is it to endure the pain? Or do you use a more powerful resistance skill? Grossar is unknown.

However, seeing that the bald man had no intention of resisting him, Grossar was not overly vigilant.

"Stand still for me, Prince Wu has something to ask you."

"Please."

The bald man's voice is magnetic and very attractive.

Under Grossal's watch, Wu walked up to the bald man quite reassuringly. There was a rather displeased look on his face.

"He said his eyes couldn't see, are you still bullying him like this?"

"I didn't bully him, and in our country, it is just a common thing to apologize for a crime with death."

"Make no mistake, this is Enke, not Banlefol, and since you've already set foot in our territory, I hope you can abide by our rules."

"Really? As you say, I did make a stupid mistake. But I still want to make a statement. ”

"Say it."

The bald man smiled strangely again, and the corners of his mouth were raised with an ominous premonition.

"Thank you very much. I believe that as countries living on this land, we should not divide each other, and the so-called peace should be compassionate to each other and reduce strife. ”

"Do you mean that we should obey the laws of your country?"

"I think you seem to have misunderstood what I meant. It's not about 'obeying' us, it's about 'respecting' us. The definition of territory is only a rigid rule, but the culture of each country is a habit deeply rooted in the heart, and it is not bound by national borders. ”

"Wouldn't the definition of territory be just about taking off your pants and farting?"

"Of course not! It serves as a reference for population distribution, academic research, and policy-making...... The definition of national territory becomes extremely important. But in the face of 'culture', I don't think it should be compared. ”

"This is just your thinking, and it does not represent correctness and fairness."

"So! Are you right? ”

Asking politely, the bald man was deducing the direction of the whole conversation step by step.

The reason why the bald man asked this question rhetorically was completely because he grasped the political philosophy of the Kingdom of Aynk - "love, tolerance, and equality".

If Wu firmly believes that his concept is correct, wouldn't this be contrary to Aiinke's concept of governance, that is, "tolerance", and such a result will only make Wu slap himself in the mouth.

What about rejecting your own philosophy?

The answer is - that would indirectly affirm the idea of a bald man.

Although the two answers do not interfere with each other, if Wu fails to present a more convincing answer, does this mean that the other party's answer is the best answer?

It's a multiple-choice question with no chance of winning – there are only two answers, but for Wu, all of them are incorrect.

Obviously, the bald man seems to be quite good at "debating".

Confused, with countless arguments in an attempt to confuse the other party, and slowly integrating his own subjective consciousness into the conclusion, the bald man seems to have mastered the whole game.

But apparently he didn't know that Wu's reflexes were unexpectedly amazing.

For him, the question couldn't be simpler.

"Who cares about that? What are you going to do with me? ”

"You...... Say what? ”

This out-of-the-ordinary answer completely disrupted the bald man's carefully planned chess game - and he also looked incredulous.

"Whether it's Banlefer or Eynke – every country's philosophy is not necessarily right. But in my eyes, none of that matters. What is ordinary in your eyes is a mistake in my eyes, and this is just a difference in values. ”

"It's just a one-sided statement, but have you ever thought about how to solve this value bias?"

"Are you stupid? The well water does not interfere with the river water, there is no need to try to solve it, and if you know that it does not agree with our philosophy, don't get along with us. You are only deliberately provoking us by doing so, and this kind of childish behavior is not welcomed in the first place and has nothing to do with any political ideology. ”

“……”

The bald man was suddenly speechless - the speech jam on his face showed the fact that the bald man was defeated.

It is not to compete with bald men for the rights and wrongs of "political ideas", but to pick out the fuse for debate.

What Wu said is not wrong, where did the dispute come from?

Although it was the old man who bumped into the other party first, no matter what, this is the land of Aynke, and the other party invaded the door and came here, so he had no right to spread wild here.

After all, if the bald man hadn't appeared here, there wouldn't have been an old man bumping into a bald man.

Retract the previous arrogant demeanor, and more of a stunning smile.

It was perhaps the first time in his life that he failed a debate – to a boy who was only fifteen years old.

His eyes looked at Wu with interest, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised seemed to be muttering something.

"It's really an admirable talent......

The bald man's voice was so small that he didn't even hear Grossar in front of him.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. But you're right, I did cause all of this, and I apologize to all of you here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man was ready to bend down and kneel. But Wu quickly stepped forward and grabbed the bald man's shoulders.

"There is no need to apologize, but I hope you get out of here as soon as possible, your actions have attracted a lot of attention. As long as you don't deliberately cause trouble, you are more than welcome to come. ”

"Thank you very much for the great kindness of the prince."

"Where. If you're okay, take your men and leave. ”

"Yes."

The bald man then stood up respectfully and bowed deeply to Wu in a respectful manner.

Then he picked up the two guards who had lost the ability to walk and calmly left.

The figures of the three of them immediately disappeared in front of Wu and Grossar's eyes. Grossar also gently waved his hands around, dispersing the crowd of onlookers.

Just looked at the three people who were far away - Wu didn't feel the slightest fear from beginning to end.

Maybe it's because of Grossar's protection, but there's really no need to be afraid of the other party. Although the other party looks a little evil, his tone is even more treacherous.

But after such a heated debate, Wu also felt a little tired.

"Go back, Grossar, you've had enough of today."

"But we've only been out for a short time, ......?"

"Well—it's a tiring thing to talk to a fool, so go back anyway."

"Oh - well. But what a brilliant debate you just had! ”

"It's just simple logic, that's why I call the other person 'stupid'."

"Hahahaha! Makes sense! ”

A burst of heroic and hearty laughter echoed Wu's conclusion. At the same time, he put the broadsword in the scabbard at his waist and followed closely behind Wu who was about to walk back to the royal city.

July 14, 1927, 4 a.m., Somewhere in the Royal City of Eynck"

Finally, the day has come for the plan to be implemented.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and the royal city was empty, and the temperature was very low.

Wearing the light cloth armor that Jill had prepared for himself, it unexpectedly fitted. I didn't have a special person to tailor it for me, how did Jill know her shape?

The leg armor is made of simple materials, using only hard leather that can withstand ordinary sword strikes, so you can walk without a sense of weight. Maybe it's also for lightness, but judging from the equipment level of ordinary soldiers, it's really far away.

Wu, who had never been involved in the war, naturally didn't know about these problems - he picked up the one-handed sword that had been left out in the cold for a long time in the corner of the room, and headed towards the agreed place with Jill.

Taking advantage of the gap between the guards at four o'clock in the morning, he quietly walked to the royal hall, picked up the emerald that Jill had given him earlier, and walked to the statue of his father.

That emerald is a magic item that can open a mysterious passage, and it is simply a key.

Following what Jill had said earlier, Wu brought the emerald in his hand close to the statue—the emerald responded.

Flashing with a dim green light, the dim light began to converge, gradually constructing a portal to another dimension.

When you look at it from the outside, you can't see it.

This is the entrance to the meeting point, right? I really didn't expect it to be hidden in the middle of the royal hall.

Wu carefully tucked the emerald into the hidden pocket of the cloth armor, and after confirming that there was no one around, he jumped forward.

Jumping into a dark space, my feet don't know what kind of floor to step on - all I see is an iron door, and beyond that, it's dark.

It seems that this iron gate is the entrance to the meeting place.

Swallowing his saliva, Wu forced himself through fear as he approached the door.

Turning the handle of the iron door, it seems that it is not yet locked.

The moment it was opened, the biting cold wind blew in his face, and the constant sound of colliding metal sounded a little terrifying, and the pungent smell of rust also ruthlessly invaded Wu's sense of smell.

The dim light, the strong smell of sweat - Wu's mind immediately thought of a certain place.

Jail.

Every step forward is a test of Wu's courage.

A row of flickering oil lamps flickered, an unknown black liquid flowed from the walls and the floor, and the iron cages on both sides kept howling like ghosts, and the temperature inside was even lower than outside, so cold that Wu's hands almost lost consciousness.

This place is not for people at all.

As I walked on, I could see the jailer standing by.

"Prince Wu? By order of Prince Jill, the little one is here to welcome you. ”

"Well, then please."

"Yes."

The jailer nodded, turned and continued to walk deeper into the prison, Wu followed closely.

Whenever you pass through a cage, there will always be many pairs of fierce eyes staring at you, and if you accidentally get close to the cage, you will almost be caught by a sudden dirty hand.

Looking through the cracks in the iron prison, there were five or six prisoners crammed into the small space, and the people who fell to the ground seemed to have been beaten, with many scars on their bodies, and they also squatted in the corner, hugging their legs and shivering.

This made Wu, who had never seen the world, feel an unprecedented shock - maybe they had committed some heinous crimes, but maybe for them, it was better to die than to live a life that was worse than a pig and a dog.

It's too inhuman to imagine that this is a prison set up by a loving Erink.

After watching the whole scene in the prison, the jailer also dutifully led him to his destination.

Another rusty iron door, with a suspected magical rune paper pasted on the iron door.

"Lord Prince, the meeting place requested by Prince Gil is in front, and because of his status, his subordinates will retire first."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

The jailer bowed respectfully, and then walked away quickly. Wu also regrouped his emotions frightened by the prison situation and opened the door heavily.

Behind the gate is the mountain behind the royal city.

A green forest, but instead of the scent of birds and flowers, it was mixed with the smell of blood and an indescribable stench, and there were ashes floating around him from time to time, as if something was burning in the depths of the forest.

However, what Wu didn't know was that this was actually the execution ground of the Eynk Palace.

The execution ground was surrounded by an invisible barrier, which from the outside looked like a dense forest, and to get there, you had to go through the basement of the palace and unlock it.

Perhaps it was also because the basement was heavily guarded, and it was also an ominous place for the execution of prisoners, let alone outsiders, and even the relevant people in the palace did not necessarily know such a place.