Chapter 141: Where Is He?
In the black cell, faced with the questioning of Barney Jr. and Belletti, Semir's face was ashen, as if he had been severely injured.
Tails looked at this scene of siblings turning against each other, and suddenly had more and deeper feelings about the royal guards and the year of blood.
No matter who betrayed, no matter what the truth was, it seems that in the Fuxing Palace back then, in the face of that thrilling assassination, the problem of the Xingchen Royal Family Guard itself was undoubted.
But that's not the point.
Betrayal, this is far more than just a contradiction, the process of separation of close friends, under the most superficial and superficial fuse, often hides a deeper truth.
In the Northlands, the rebellion of the Rumba stems from the ferocious rebellion of the Born King after Exeter, the swing of the Dark Chamber is in fact a rational choice after the decline of Exeter's royal power, and the betrayal of the Dead Raven is rooted in the poison of the methods of King Nunn in the past.
In the stars, the usurpation plot of the Duke of the North has always revolved around the game between the Bright Star Royal Family and the Arend family against the Dragon Fortress and the North of the Stars, and the collective conspiracy of the 'Nova' aristocracy such as Cavendir and Nan Vertical reflects their expectations and ambitions for the distribution of power in the country.
Even in front of Tails' eyes, isn't this chaotic Blade Tooth camp, which has even facilitated the infiltration of foreign enemies and made him fall into a predicament, is it also a stage of competition and cooperation between Baron Blade and the Duke of the Western Wilderness, the standing army and the levies, the Bright Star Royal Family and the nobles of the Western Wilderness, the Yongxing City and the Ruins, and the central and western frontiers of the kingdom in the face of the great enemy of the desert?
So, what about the year of blood.
Thinking of this, Tails suddenly had such an understanding: the split of the royal guard on the surface is not an exception, let alone the main cause, it is just a reflection that reflects the biggest contradiction of that era.
In the turbulent waves of that era, even if these poor people always insisted on their hearts, they could only rise and fall with the waves, and they had no power to return to the sky.
Even if it's a peerless master.
Even if it's the king of a country.
Even if it's ...... Magician.
There was a long silence in the prison.
Until Ricky's sneer rang out faintly.
"Just like I thought. β
Little Barney, who is immersed in resentment, and Semir, who is lost in sorrow and despair, turn their eyes together.
I saw the leader of the Sword of Calamity slowly step forward and stand side by side with Semir.
"Do you understand now, Samir?"
As he spoke, Ricky suddenly raised the torch to illuminate the imprint on the latter's face.
Semir, who looked lonely, was stimulated by the firelight, subconsciously raised his hand to cover it, and took a few steps back.
"No matter how much you want to go back to the original point, how much you want to redeem the regrets of the past and heal the scars of the past. β
Ricky said expressionlessly, "No matter how much you want to get rid of that ugly imprint on your face."
Semir lowered his palms in embarrassment, straightened his back again, his face struggling, and lowered his head to gasp.
Ricky sneered, drew his torch abruptly, and turned to light the cell on the other side.
But that's the answer. β
The prisoners behind the fence were similarly embarrassed to avoid the fire that Ricky had deliberately approached, and only little Barney, who was breathing heavily, stood in place, only turning his face sideways, and his feet were not retreating.
Looking at a few prisoners in ragged clothes and desolate descriptions, Ricky shook his head with a snort: "This is the answer to you from the past and yesterday. β
Semir didn't speak, he just looked at his colleagues in the cell, who were once in high spirits but were now filthy and embarrassed.
The past and yesterday.
He said silently in his mind.
"Who are you?"
Barney Jr. looked at Ricky disdainfully:
"The Shadow Shield, one of those disgusting scum?"
Ricky stared at Barney Jr., as if to look out of him, but after a few seconds, he just smiled and shook his head.
"He can't make that vow," Ricky slowly withdrew his torch, making his face that looked like it had gone through vicissitudes shine brighter and brighter, and he snuggled his chin at Semir:
"Because just an hour ago, he joined us in kidnapping King Kessel's only son. β
"The last bloodline of the Bright Star. β
As soon as these words came out, Tails' breath was alive!
Sure enough, the eyes of the prisoners of the royal guard changed in unison.
"W-what?"
Barney Jr. spoke slowly, his tone revealing his doubts.
"Bright Star?"
Tails immediately felt several eyes peek out of the darkness behind the prison and descend on him.
Marina, who was in charge of guarding the Prince, felt an inexplicable pressure and let the Swords of Calamity around her surround Tails tighter.
"You say...... Abduction?" Belletti's voice trembled slightly.
"When," Naki, who had been humming a ditty earlier, had already gotten up from the ground, incredulous:
"The new king has a son and a new heir?"
Outside the cell, Semir remained silent, but his face was sad.
"Kidnapping the prince, you, Semir, is he telling the truth?" Nai looked out of the prison with wide eyes and twitching cheeks, "That decrepit young man is the current bright star?"
"Hahahaha, it's funny," Tardin, who had a bruised nose and swollen face from a fight with his roommate before, looked at Semir in front of him, and then at Tails in the distance, his laughter was desolate, and the taste of sarcasm became stronger and stronger: "It's getting more and more interesting hahaha......"
Outside the cell, Semir hung his head in disbelief and closed his eyes gently.
Watching their different reactions, bearing the gaze they cast from the darkness, Tails froze.
Barney Jr., Belletti, Nai, Tardin, Brie, Naki, Cannon.
The eyes of the former royal guards were complicated, and the prince could not tell exactly how they were feeling at the moment.
Is it stunned, hateful, regretful, or excited, gloomy?
Tails didn't know.
They are clearly looking at their current selves.
But it's like looking at the past.
Ricky, who had just revealed the truth, looked at Semir beside him, and couldn't help frowning slightly when he saw that he was still depressed.
Inside and outside the cell, silence and surprise lasted only a short time.
"So you really can't make an oath, can you? β
Naki sat back on the ground, his face flat, and his voice tinged with a hint of relief, "Semir, I wish you knew what you're doing,"
"Then and now. β
"Really. β
Semir's expression moved, and he raised his head with a slight hope, as if he wanted to find a trace of solace and understanding:
"Naki ......"
But Naki shook his head:
"Don't talk to me, go to Barney, the person with the highest position has the final say. β
Semir's words froze, and he closed his mouth in disappointment and looked at the former vanguard, Quill Barney Jr.
The consternation in Barney's eyes was slowly replaced by abruptness and indifference.
"So that's the answer," the vanguard officer stared at the depressed Semir with a complicated expression, "whether you betrayed it or not...... Now, after all these years, you are still a traitor. β
At that moment, Semir's expression froze.
"So what is this?" Barney Jr. sneered and leaned against the wall, no longer looking at his old companion:
"Giving up on yourself?"
Semir took a deep breath, his lips moving, but he couldn't say anything.
Ricky, who was watching this scene coldly, smiled softly.
"How's it going, Samir?"
"Tell them this," Ricky gently dropped the torch and let it roll on the dusty ground, "and then defend yourself, tell them that you are not a traitor, and tell them that you are still the good brother you were back then." β
There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
"Does that make you feel good?"
Semir stared silently at the torches at his feet, at the flames that trembled on the ground.
"I've fulfilled my promise to give you the opportunity to face the shadows of the past," Ricky looked back at the five cells in front of him, and coldly looked at the seven former royal guards, "But the question is, Semir, is this really the 'reunion' you expected?"
Semir's chest began to heav.
The firelight was reflected in his pupils, faint and faint, like the last point of light in the darkness.
His dark back was projected onto the wall by torches on the ground, dancing back and forth, erratic.
Ricky stepped forward and snorted coldly: "How is it, is it full of flowers and excitement, beauty and hope, forgiveness and understanding?"
Listening to Ricky's knife-like questioning, Tails only felt quite uncomfortable.
"Now, Semir," Ricky said coldly, the question he had just asked:
"Do you understand?"
Semir watched the firelight flicker in a trance, as if unconscious.
"I can see that you're not a Shadow Shield, man," Tarding sneered in prison, "sounds like a brainwashed cultist." β
Cultists?
Ricky was stunned for a moment, then smiled unexpectedly.
Instead of responding to Tardin's sarcasm, he continued to look at Semir.
"The past is gone, yesterday is hard to make up, 'everything is like yesterday' is just a dream, a kind of escape, because you can never go back to the past, whether it is the person of the past or the things of the past. β
Ricky said meaningfully: "A lot of times, you can't find the answer when you go back to square one. β
Or, finding the answer will only make you more desperate. β
The torch on the ground was still struggling, but it was getting darker and darker, and even Semir's face was getting more and more blurred.
Including that ugly brand.
"We can only open up a new path, a new future," Ricky sighed.
"to transcend that bad past. β
Semir listened to Ricky's words in a daze, and the flames in his pupils grew smaller and darker.
"But that's our life. β
I saw Ricky raise his head, look at the stone pillar in the center of the hall, and look at the emblem with similar eyes, his eyes were slightly blank.
"You can't save anything but yourself. β
"You can't grasp anything but the future. β
In the next second, the torch at Semir's feet was finally extinguished.
Leaving Sequimir's motionless face and pupils, and his bewildered and painful expression, in the deep darkness.
Never again.
"You're dressed like mercenaries," Naki sighed, picking out a rudimentary light in their cell, "but no mercenary has the guts and means to make it all the way to the Black Prison - did something wrong with Bladefang's camp to let you weirdos get in?"
Ricky snorted and didn't answer.
The perceptive little Barney quickly reacted:
"Why, there's another war up there, so the main force isn't there? Who is it this time, the eight tribes of the orcs or the three major tribes of the barren bones?or the northlanders, or even a civil war?"
No one answered them.
A few seconds later, the figure belonging to Semir slowly lowered in the darkness, and the sound of torches being picked up sounded in the air.
With a pop, the extinguished torches were lit again, stabbing the prisoners back down.
Semir's form reappeared in the firelight.
It's like returning from a dark hell to a bright world.
"Little Barney," Semir's voice sounded faintly:
"You know, when you entered the Royal Guard, a lot of people were saying that you just got involved because of your father. β
The words drifted out of the air, causing a slight silence in the hall.
Barney Jr. was stunned at first, then took a deep breath: "You ......"
But Semir suddenly looked up and said forcefully and briefly, "And I am one of those people." β
Barney Jr. was stunned.
He suddenly noticed that Semir was no longer the one with that painful and remorseful expression at this moment.
In its place, it is ruthless and resolute.
Even the imprint on his face seems to be much sharper.
"Today, they were right, Barney," Semir shook his head with a torch, his eyes cold:
"You didn't inherit any of Big Barney's virtues. β
"It is wise that the old captain has given up on you and chosen Beretti to succeed the magistrate. β
Barney frowned slightly, and Belletti across from him turned his head sideways.
"Because after years of imprisonment, you are still an idiot," Samir said softly, and he was like a cold and hard rock that made people feel pressured when he was confused and painful. β
"A madman who has lost his heart. β
The guards and prisoners in the prison were stunned.
Ricky looked at Semir and laughed silently.
"Ridiculous," Barney Jr. took a deep breath, resentment and anger building back:
These words actually came from the mouth of a traitor. β
But he soon realized that the subject of the conversation had changed.
A second later, SΓ©mir was heard coldly spit out a number: "Thirty-seven." β
Little Barney shook his head:
"What?"
Semir waved his torch to make the flame burn more fully, illuminating the neatly laid bones in the cell: "You say, in eighteen years, you have given a speech on the death of thirty-seven brothers in the guard. β
The prisoners frowned.
Semir's face was expressionless: "At that time, there were forty-six people sentenced to imprisonment in the White Bone Prison. β
Little Barney's face suddenly tightened!
"Thirty-seven people have tragically died over the years, and seven of you have survived to this day, and with me, only forty-five," said Semir, without any emotion, as if telling someone else's story:
"There's one less person. β
Behind him, Clay and Ricky both laughed.
Tails' eyebrows skipped a beat.
Semir took a step forward, getting closer and closer to Barney Jr.
"It's him, isn't it?"
"He's not here. β
Semir looked at Barney coldly, "I didn't see his name on the sign. β
"You came in with him, where is he?"
He?
Tails' heart slowly lifted.
And one more person...... Who is it?
The hall fell silent like never before.
The prisoners' breathing became more and more rapid.
"I see. β
Little Barney stared at Semir unkindly.
"You're not here to rescue us, or to see an old friend, are you, coward, traitor," he said, gritting his teeth, "as for those out there......"
But as soon as Semir's arm was extended, the torch passed through the gap in the fence and pointed straight at Barney Jr.!
"Where is he?" asked Semir grimly.
"Phew. Little Barney snorted in resentment as he looked at the flames that almost burned in front of him.
Semir snorted coldly and turned to the other side.
"Belletti, you took over the penistor from him, you should know that. β
Belletti just closed her eyes tightly and shook her head.
Semir looked unswerving and turned his head again.
"Where is he?"
He said coldly, "Brie, tell me ......"
But the sturdy Brie in the cell just kept shaking his head, his face was hideous, and a muffled voice came out of his throat: "Woo-"
"Don't look at him," said Tardin, who was in the same cell as Brie, with his arms crossed, and sneered sarcastically:
"Brie can't tell you. β
After breaking Larley's neck with his own hands, he could no longer speak. β
What the?
Semir frowned imperceptibly.
Once the words of the tuberculosis brie......
He stared at the resentful Brie for a few seconds, then finally looked away and stopped asking him.
"You know who I'm talking about!"
Semir turned around and spoke in a loud voice:
"Ever since Captain Cullen and your father died in the Scarlet Years, he has been the heaviest man in the royal guard remaining. β
"Among those of us, anyone can die, but he can't!"
Semir's tone was cold, and he no longer seemed to have any illusions about the righteousness of his comrades.
Barney Jr. wondered:
"The Year of Blood?"
Semir snorted angrily and looked at him with disdain:
"Yes, that year, the year of bloodβfrom Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, to the Princes, to the nobles, to the commoners...... The life was devastated, and there was only a bloody year left. β
That's what they called that year. β
The prisoners froze slightly, and their expressions changed.
This scene looked at Tails in his eyes, and he was a little melancholy.
This group of people.
They have experienced the horrors of the bloody year, but for eighteen years, they do not know the history and the name of the year.
Semir's voice was slightly stunned at first, but soon reverted to indifference:
"Tell me now,"
"The former number one master of the royal guard, the former penistor of the guard, and the current watchman of the guard," Semir said sharply, looking at the seven remaining prisoners without compromise:
"'Knight of Punishment' Sakel. β
"Where is he?"
The next chapter is still being changed, and it will be sent during the day.
(End of chapter)