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The houses in Siris County are all made of red bricks and red tiles, and a row of uneven houses are like the blood-stained fangs in the mouth of a monster. The ground is paved with long red bricks, and heavy carriages carrying goods have left marks on them. The dust rolled up fills the air. Even the sky is filled with red brick dust, like a veil weeping blood. []
Every resident who passed by them had their clothes, hair, and even their lips and eyes stained with a brick red color that could not be washed away. The alchemist coughed repeatedly, and he couldn't help but wonder if this was a huge brick factory.
The locals looked at them with more disgust than curiosity. Their brick-red eyes that seeped into the brick dust seemed to contain some kind of schadenfreude, waiting for a good show. The alchemist took the appearance of these people into his eyes, and while riding his horse slowly, he scanned the crowd. He noticed that the natives' ill will toward them was far less intense than their fear of the soldiers.
¡°White devil¡ª¡ª¡± A child cried and shouted in his mother¡¯s arms.
Rosie spat hard.
"Don't talk." An old man admonished his son, "Do you want to die?"
The man with short burr hair immediately closed his mouth.
"Don't they look like they're going to die?" another fat and drunk boatman said, burping, "What a shame, I thought I could still see someone being beheaded."
"Go to the gallows. Hundreds of people are hanged there every day." Another drunkard groaned in a daze. "Hundreds of heads, hundreds of pink tongues sticking out. There is also a newly dead woman inside, with a warm body¡ª¡ª"
"That's not bad, drinking wine with blood." The first drunk burped again, "Those women are not bad."
"Damn it, my thing is swollen again." The other guy took out his crotch, "I can't help it anymore."
The horse's hooves played a series of angry notes, and Leo was glad that they were quickly away from the two crazy drunkards. But as far as he was concerned, other guys were just as crazy, and he thought people here were just crazy.
"How do these white devils look like their guests?" A woman asked her man, "When did they become so hospitable? They even used weapons to clear the way for them. How much did these guys give them?"
"Maybe the white devil sold his ass."
"Where are those women?"
"It's the same with those ugly women. Their white skin looks like mold. Only that likes them."
Various voices came out, but there was no good news.
The soldiers, like the alchemists, had heard enough of what these people said. One soldier waved his spear angrily, as if he had dropped a stone into the calm lake. Another soldier walked out of the queue and waved his spear to intimidate the crowd. Crowds of people on the street. People were pushing each other and screaming. A woman threw away her vegetable basket, oysters and salted fish rolled all over the floor, and seabird eggs cracked open on the ground, gurgling golden yolks. A man pushed an old man down and even climbed up the red wall next to him while trying to avoid it.
In the sudden expansion of chaos, more soldiers joined the drive. They shouted at the men to get away, waving their spears. The sharp spear pierced a barrel on the street and hit a package dropped by a businessman.
So men and women are even more afraid. They ducked from the point of the gun and cursed at each other. They overturned the stalls of street vendors and collided in a panic. A child was crying and a mother was crying helplessly.
In a panic, the spear brandished by a soldier stabbed a woman in the stomach without warning.
The world suddenly became quiet, with only the soldier's rapid breathing and the woman's weak gasp and cry for help echoing in everyone's ears. Everyone was stunned, the soldiers and the people around them, their movements and expressions seemed to be frozen.
Blood gurgled out from between the woman's fingers. She looked at the sluggish soldiers in disbelief, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed. The soldier let out a cry of terror, let go of his hand, took a few steps back with a pale face, and sat down on the ground. There was a sudden commotion all around. The screams shattered the eardrums, and everyone became more crazy. They climbed up the low walls, got into every accessible house on the street, rushed into the alleys, and trampled on every unlucky person who fell to the ground.
"Who can save her?" A woman who looked like the woman's sister supported the injured woman, raised a crying, sad and frightened face, and shouted helplessly, "Please, who can Can you save her?"
No one responded.
The soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, hesitant and hesitant. It¡¯s more about face-to-face?Expression, a look of indifference. One of the knights tried to walk out of the queue with a look of shame on his face, but Miss Maester grabbed him.
"Don't go," she said.
"But¡¡"
"Kindness also depends on the occasion. This matter is not our turn -"
What¡¯s more, even these people don¡¯t care. Viscount Arnoldko shouted angrily at his men, as if he was venting the pent-up anger. "Why are you dazed? Drag her away! Let her die, we are in a hurry!"
The soldier hesitated. Especially the guy who caused the scene in front of him had trembling hands and feet, his lips were blue, his mouth opened and closed, and he spoke wordless words. He stared closely at the woman lying at his feet, seemingly unaware of everything happening around him.
"Damn bastard! Let's go!" Arnoldko drove his horse over and hit the soldier in the face with the whip in his hand. "Didn't you hear what I said? I order you to follow me and go with me!"
The soldier turned his head dully and stiffly. "But, she"
Arnoldko sneered angrily, "This kind of woman is like a rat in the sewer. If she dies, she will die. You can fall in love with any ant you see on the street. It doesn't matter if one dies. Women in the world are constantly dying." "
The knights and arakkoa beside them cursed softly in common language. The alchemist almost couldn't resist the urge to draw his sword in anger.
"This guy really deserves to die." Rosie stared at the Viscount and said through gritted teeth, "You wretched bitch! His mother must be very unfortunate and will be upset that she gave birth to such a bastard. His father should really die. He shot against the wall."
Leo couldn¡¯t help but agree. "He will be punished." The alchemist looked at him, "Soon."
But, obviously, some people will not tolerate this situation continuing¡ª¡ª
Arnoldko sat on the horse and looked down at the woman on the ground, hitting the riding whip again and again.
"Sir, sir, please save my sister." The sister of the dying woman begged, "My sister is dying, please do your best and save her."
She shouldn¡¯t pray to the devil or the devil. "Save?" Arnoldko showed a cold smile. He suddenly put away his riding crop and pulled out the sword from his waist. "I find it troublesome. So, you should follow your sister and die!" As he spoke, he quickly swung his weapon at the woman.
There was a crisp sound. The Viscount's heavy sword was blocked by a long sword thrust from the side. Lu Yuewu's face was hidden under the black scarf, and only a pair of brown pupils were exposed, showing annoyance that was different from before.
The alchemist danced his horse, "Moon Dance."
She ignored him, just stared at the furious Arnoldko, and said word by word, "You can't kill her." Did she still want the other party to apologize to the woman and pay compensation? "let her go."
The Viscount squinted his small eyes. At this moment, Leo couldn't see in his eyes any of the ridiculous cowardice he had in the Silent Sanctuary. "I don't know what you said, but I saw it." Arnoldko neither sheathed his sword nor exerted force, maintaining the posture of raising the sword to strike down. The woman trembled under the two swords, terrified and not knowing what to do. "Take your sword away, woman."
"What did he say?" Lu Yuewu asked the female mage.
"He asked you to put down your sword and don't stop him." She did what they both wanted to do. But bad timing may drag them into dangerous situations. Like him, Rosie is an egoist, so she doesn't have a good tone. She replied mockingly and cursed in a low voice, "Nosy woman." Leo could hear it clearly.
"Put down your sword, Moon Dancer." Leo tried to dissuade her, "We can't control it. Let them do whatever they want."
"Those are two different things, Leo." The female swordsman insisted, "You can watch others die, but I can't."
She suddenly exerted her strength and pushed away the heavy sword that was blocking her. At the same time, she took a step forward and stood in front of the charcoal-black woman.
Damn chivalry! The alchemist cursed in his mind. But it was undeniable that it was this thing about her that he loved - because he could never do this. She was exactly what he wanted to be but couldn't.
Arnoldko, who was riding a horse, glanced at them coldly, with a look of sneer and disdain. He looked completely different from his previous appearance on the sand sea. There is no doubt that he is restrained and repressed in the sand sea, but this is already his territory. Sadly, they may have understood this, but they didn't take him seriously. "Did you finish the discussion? I think I know what you're planning," he said.
The situation is developing in the direction that Leo least wants to see.
? ??Soldier! "Arnoldko shouted, waving his sword, "Catch them. "
"That's what I'm worried about." He said to Rosie and Miss Bachelor beside him, "Be careful and don't make the first move."
This time, the soldiers listened to his orders. They gathered around, leveling their spears and pointing their sharp points at them. The alchemist thought that this must be the scene that the previous bystanders most wanted to see. Pressed step by step, they had to shrink into a circular formation. Lu Yuewu was isolated and surrounded by four soldiers with spears.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." Leo kept saying, trying his best to dissuade the arakkoa and knights who were about to make a move. "Just defend, keep an eye on them, don't rush to attack."
Arnold Ko rode towards them, and the soldiers moved out of the way. The horse stopped in front of Leo, snoring constantly, as if stimulated by the solidified atmosphere, and seemed extremely uneasy. The other person was sitting on the horse, and Leo had to raise his head. He hated this feeling, just as he hated his own wavering personality.
"You know what, white devil?" I know shit! "I've had enough of you. I really want to kill you."
It¡¯s a threat of this level again. Leo smiled disdainfully, "Then come and kill. Let's see who dies first."
Arnoldko¡¯s face obviously changed its expression. The other party is still afraid of death. Leo thought contemptuously. However, the familiar environment and the territory where he had control over everything seemed to give him great courage to contend with the gods. "Why are you still standing there?" he screamed angrily. "Catch them. If anyone dares to resist, kill him. A few of them will be killed."
Ha, this is the ending of a kind heart. The alchemist glanced at the female swordsman next to him. She bit her lip and faced off against the spearmen with her sword in hand. But her eyes were full of confusion and confusion.
She will understand, hopefully it won't be too late.
The soldiers glanced at each other, and finally, under the furious urging of Arnoldko, they slowly approached them. They were unwilling, their spears were crooked, and they had no fighting spirit. The soldiers saw more resistance than obedience.
"Don't move." Leo shouted, and the soldiers immediately stopped as if they were obeying his orders. They breathed a sigh of relief. "Mr. Viscount, if you haven't forgotten Prince Barton's order, you should still remember that we are his guests. We should be treated with courtesy, not welcome in this way."
"That's right, that's right." Arnoldko sneered again and again, "I endured it all the way because of the prince's order. I treat you white devils as guests and you scoundrels as distinguished guests But now, you refuse it yourself In spite of our good intentions, he drew his sword against me, a noble nobleman. My order is reasonable. Do you think the prince will believe me or you devils?"
Only a fool would choose to listen to you. The alchemist shrugged, "I will believe in justice."
"Hahahaha" Arnoldko seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. He laughed loudly, leaned forward and backward, and almost fell off the horse. After a while, he stopped laughing, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. He wiped it off with his fingers and laughed mockingly, "Justice? White devil, do you still believe in justice? Let me tell you, only power is justice, money is justice, swords are justice, blood and fire are justice Very Unfortunately, I have the final say here for the time being."
"So you are the embodiment of justice and justice?"
The other party was noncommittal. The gods must be weeping in their graves, Leo thought. "To be honest, I've had enough of you guys. I just want to kill you." Arnoldko's eyes were filled with unshakable pure hatred. "I'm sorry, you just happened to come to the door yourself. This is your fate." He raised his hand¡ª¡ª
A timid girl suddenly intervened.
"Mr. Viscount, His Royal Highness the Prince invited me." Nianta walked forward with uneasiness and fear, clutching her robe tightly with her fingers, almost moving. "His Royal Highness also invited me." She repeated.
Arnoldko narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a while, "Are you Miss Nianta?" He snorted disdainfully, "Just another white devil."
"I'm a Varia." Nianta said as she approached Leo, trying to find a sense of security from him.
"It doesn't matter who you are." Arnoldko spat at their feet, "Anyway, I don't see anything special about you. You are just an ugly woman that can be seen everywhere. Nothing like the damn filthy woman next to you. the difference."
"What if I say yes?"
"Then I'm all ears." After a pause, he continued, "But no matter what you say, be prepared to stay in the dungeon. That's where you dirty white devils should stay. "
"I don't think that's possible." A confident smile appeared on Leo's face. He enjoyed the feeling of an impending comeback. "You'll just make a fool of yourself again and be laughed at."
"If you fart, hurry up, you white devil."
At Miss Bachelor¡¯s signal, Nianta plucked up her courage and said slowly, ¡°I am the daughter of the Earl of the Golden Ship, the niece of Prince Oberyn, and the heir to the Riverlands.¡±
Arnoldko was stunned, and he didn't even notice that the sword in his hand fell on the red bricks and made a loud noise. After a long time, he found his soul again like a wandering monk. His mouth was open and his face was full of panic. "You are, you are"
Leo sneered, "It seems you're not too stupid."
The Viscount¡¯s face quickly changed into countless colors. "Why are you still standing there? Pick up the sword and give it to me!" He lost his temper at the soldier. He grabbed the sword, raised it, then lowered it slumped down and stuffed it into the scabbard. "Stop looking! Put away your weapons! Damn it! Move faster!"
Leo didn't have time to watch his poor performance. He shouted to the female swordsman, "Put down the sword, Moon Dance!" He said, "Come here, it's over, it's okay, no one will hurt her. She will be fine of."
Lu Yuewu bit her lip tightly, struggle flashing in her eyes. She turned her head and glanced at the tearful and trembling woman behind her, and her sister who had lost her voice. She actually shook her head and expressed her refusal. She glanced at Arnoldko, who was crackling his riding crop, and said, "She's going to die."
"Stupid woman, get over here!" Rosie's fiery temper made her unable to help but curse. "You are not satisfied. You really want to kill us. Why don't you just give us a sword and kill us?" We are too lazy to hinder you from becoming the savior, holding you back so that you cannot become a hellish hero who hates evil as much as he hates it!"
There was a hurt look in Lu Yuewu's eyes, as if she couldn't believe that Rosie would say this to her, "I, I'm not"
"Fuck you, what are you not? Aren't you an idiot that everyone respects?"
Leo stopped her, "Mr. Viscount¡ª¡ª"
Arnoldko stared at him angrily for a while, and finally gave in. He pointed at the crying woman and said, "You, woman, take your sister and get away. Don't let me see you again."
"my sister¡ª¡ª"
"Let her die!" He waved his riding crop angrily, and the loud sound made the woman tremble, "Get out of here!"
"But her sister¡ª¡ª"
Luo Qian angrily pulled out a bag of broken gems from her robe and smashed it at Lu Yuewu's feet. Red agate, green emerald, and blue and purple broken gemstones rolled all over the floor. Normally, she would not give one to others even if she died. "Damn, you're satisfied!" She roared loudly. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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