Inside the king's tent, the atmosphere was solemn.

King Nacini sat behind the desk and listened patiently to Sirea's story, his expression unchanged. But those who are familiar with him can detect the sudden rise of anger from the subtleties, such as the tense corners of his mouth and the slightly narrowed eyes.

“...... When we arrived, the village was in ruins, littered with the embers of the fire, but luckily a boy escaped hiding in a cesspool, and at his request, I brought him with him to appeal to the king. The old viscount knelt on the ground and said word by word. His words were plain and without too much embellishment, but dozens of bloody lives could not be ignored by anyone.

What's more, the new defeat of the Southern Expeditionary Army has not been long ago, and stabilizing people's hearts is the first priority. What kind of riot would it cause if the people of the occupied territories were informed that the Snowton Dragon Knights had attacked their own villages and towns, and that the villagers had been devoured by the dragons with great cruelty?

Therefore, an officer of the army, after obtaining the permission of King Nacini, asked, "Your Excellency, may I ask how many people know about this?"

Sunia, who was standing on one side, raised her eyebrows and glanced at Sirea with some concern. In order to ensure that the rest of the war went smoothly, King Nacini would most likely choose to settle the matter. The premise, of course, is that this matter will not leak out anytime soon.

"The accompanying knights, everyone knows. Sirea thought for a moment and gave a rather clever answer. This square and rigid old viscount is not lacking in life experience, but sometimes, he doesn't know how to be flexible.

"This ......," the official said, turning his head and bowing, "Your Majesty." The news should be immediately blocked, and the subordinates should isolate those who know it in a separate camp to prevent any changes. ”

Hearing this, Sirea couldn't help but be stunned. He knew that this would cause a lot of repercussions, but he didn't expect the royal court's reaction to be so drastic.

"What about the boy?" said King Nacini, ignoring the official, and looked straight at Sirea. asked indifferently.

"In the rear camp of the Eighth Legion, in the tent of his subordinates. Viscount Sirea looked up and replied.

"Schiller, go and bring the boy into the king's tent, and if anything goes wrong, I will ask you. King Nacini straightened up and gave orders, and the middle-aged official named "Schiller" hurriedly nodded in response. "Sunia, you hold my edict and convey that Viscount Vader has come to meet ......"

"Your Majesty. Sunia was a bold man, hesitated for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "If Viscount Davide asks the reason, how will his subordinates answer?" ”

"Just bring him in, and you can take care of the rest. King Nacini replied ambiguously, waving his hand and motioning for Sunia to go and return quickly. Don't rub around there.

But when Schiller wanted to leave, Sirea spoke again. "Your Majesty, your subordinates have sent Patrick, a knight of the family, to protect Narota, and he will not let him go without his order. ”

"Well, then, you should go too. King Nacini nodded in agreement. The tent fell silent again, and the Lion King tilted his head and closed his eyes. Sighing in disappointment.

"What is the matter with the king's call to me?" asked Davide, turning his head as he strode forward.

"Uh......" Sunia said perfunctorily as she ran a few steps to catch up with him, "There seems to be something." I need to ask Lord Viscount. ”

"This is in the barracks, call me General," Davide corrected dissatisfied, squinting at the other for a moment, and then asked, "Are you the ...... Sue...... What are you doing?"

"The lowly position is the staff officer Sunia, the general. Sunia replied in a low voice, but he was sneering in his heart. It was definitely not a pleasant experience to get along with Davide, but he was curious if this arrogant dragon knight would cry and beg for mercy later.

Davide nodded absentmindedly, not going into his ears at all. They traveled unhindered until they reached the king's tent, when the guards suddenly stopped at the door with halberds.

"What do you mean?" asked Davide with an unkind look on his face before Sunia could speak.

"By the King's order, Lord Sunia will be reinstated," replied the guard respectfully, "Viscount Davide, please wait here for a moment, and the King will summon you later." ”

"Good...... bar. Davide frowned, but finally suppressed his temper.

Sunia nodded at him, lifted the curtain and stepped inside. Davide took the opportunity to glance inside, and saw a gray-haired old man standing in the tent, and next to him was a thin black boy, he withdrew his gaze with little interest, it didn't seem to be a big deal, and he didn't know why the king summoned him so quickly.

After about a quarter of an hour, Sunia came out again, smiling and inviting him into the tent. Davide straightened the standing collar of his military uniform, and a few days ago, he came to the king's account in disheveled clothes to report on his work, but he was really scolded.

The curtain fell, Davide took a few steps forward, bowed and saluted, "Brother Wang called me, why did you call me?"

"Excuse me," King Nacini asked him to raise his head, and then asked the boy next to him in a gentle voice, "Narota, take a closer look, is it him?"

Davide was even more puzzled, he looked up blankly, and found that the expressions of the people in the tent were also very different. King Nacini was expressionless, Sunia was silent, Schiller seemed to be quietly winking, and the little boy, his eyes were full of hatred, staring at him deadly.

Davide was displeased, and if it weren't for the king's tent, he would have given this little boy a few lashes.

"It's him, it's him!" Unexpectedly, it was the little kid who took the lead, and Narota pointed at him excitedly, gritting her teeth and shouting.

"What am I?" Davide glared at him, trying to scare the other man. But Nerota glared back without fear, if it weren't for Sire's hand, this kid would probably have pounced and bitten a few bites.

"Don't be excited, child," reassured King Nacini, "and I will protect my people, for they will be slaughtered for no reason, and I will do justice." ”

Before Davide could react, King Nacini turned to him and shouted, "Someone, unload his weapon." ”

Davide's face changed greatly, and he subconsciously pressed the sword at his waist, and King Nacini raised his eyebrows, and the majestic force suddenly shrouded him, pressing him in place, unable to move.

"This long sword was given to you by me, and I hoped that you would be able to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds," King Nacini stood with his hands in his hands, shaking his head and sighing, "But what about you? Fleeing from the battle and slaughtering civilians is simply insulting to the royal bloodline and the name of a knight!"

... (To be continued......)

PS: (One more chapter first.) ）