A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - chapter 323

Just when the drunken leader of the bandit’s unhealthy words made the always good-tempered Gallan almost anger, when the day was hot and violent, the little leader of the urinary escape hurried back and grabbed his house at a critical moment. The unreliable dad swears at the group of subordinates with no skin and no face, and kicks them all back.

It was not easy to solve the drunken pig teammates who were drunk. He had no time to relax. After thinking about it for a while, Thrall scratched his messy black hair anxiously, holding a kind of sorrow. The determination went to his own residence.

Although his instinct told him that approaching the man was a very dangerous thing, but thinking of what the’girl’ said to him before the man broke in, he felt that he had to ask clearly anyway. What do you mean.

A place to stay…

The people of Fira have been lost in the desert for too long…

When he stepped into the house that belonged to him, the guards outside the house didn’t stop him, but his eyes were extremely bad.

Thrall pouted, pretending not to see the anger in the guard’s eyes.

But he can also understand that after all, his dad and his group of subordinates squandered the farce is really lost their Fira bandits face.

Not to mention the guards, seriously, if it wasn’t his own dad, he wanted to beat the old guy by himself.

And Thrall dare to guarantee that if he hadn’t arrived in time, the old guy’s open mouth would definitely make a group of them fierce.

Not to mention these simple guards at a glance, Thrall’s instincts told him that he might be able to solve them all with just a shot of the black man.

Thrall pushed the door and walked into his room. He looked up and froze.

He saw the man in black standing opposite, lowering his head slightly, as if talking to someone around him.

The sharp eyebrows showed a softness, and the almost substantive anger that came out of him at the first sight was even missing.

What surprised Thrall was the slightly smaller man next to the black man.

Gallan had taken off his thick cloak, and his long black hair was tied into a bundle on his neck.

He wore a lightweight sleeveless tunic with a dark belt that outlined his slim waistline.

Although his appearance is very beautiful, but at a glance, no one can admit that it is a teenager.

No wonder–

No wonder he felt something was wrong.

When he first saw Galland, he felt that although this ‘girl’ was indeed beautiful, but for some reason, it didn’t look feminine.

He was still whispering in his heart for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it is really not a woman.

……and many more!

That is to say, why did he rob a boy back in the name of the robber wife? ? ?

Fuck!

If this group of cubs knew this, they would laugh at him to death.

Wipe it! His fame!

Just thinking about it in his heart, the teenager suddenly turned his head and looked at him, Jin Xiao slightly bent, his expression seemed to be a smile, not a smile, as if guessing what he was thinking.

Thrall immediately stabilized his mind and warned himself not to think more.

This man is really nothing to do with him, after all, the ransom of the fat sheep will not change no matter the men and women get it.

Moreover, it seems that the sky-high ransom he had hoped for is probably gone, and his most beloved gold coin is gone.

After all, what he snatched was not the fat sheep he thought, but more like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Thrall took a deep breath, and he looked up to meet the bright golden eyes of the teenager.

He asked, “What did you mean by giving us a place to stay?”

He was a horse thief, and he didn’t know the tricks of turning around and slamming around. He stabbed him in and saw the blood directly, which is what they are best at.

Therefore, he was too lazy to vaguely ask the question he cared about most directly.

Garland smiled.

“More than four hundred years ago, Aaron Landis had a King Namel who expanded his territory and doubled the land of Aaron Landis.”

Instead of answering Thrall’s question, he talked about a historical story that seemed to have nothing to do with it.

“This highly praised King Aaron Landis for pioneering the territory has left many legends, and most of these legends have the figure of ten knights who followed him in battle.”

“The ten loyal followers of King Namayr, and the powerful knights he fought for were finally rewarded with matching merits.”

“When the war was over, King Namer gave these ten knights honorary titles, great wealth, and territories.”

“The ten knights have built their own family, and their glorious titles have been passed down from generation to generation and become immortal legends.”

Garland stared at Thrall.

This young gangster who seems to be lazy and seems to care nothing, with a bit of ruff, seems to be sloppy, and he knows to advance and retreat at a critical moment, and is quite smooth.

A pair of hanging eyes stared at Gallan dumbly, with no expression on his face, only the corners of his eyes were hanging slightly, unable to see his emotions at the moment.

“Fischer.”

When the name was spoken from Gallan’s mouth, Thrall’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.

“One of the top ten knights under the command of King Namel was prestigious, the mountain knight who left the name of glory in the legend…”

Seeing the young horse thief’s lips unconsciously tightening his lips, Garland paused and continued.

“…He would never have thought that after more than 400 years, his descendants turned into notorious horse thieves.”

A lightly written sentence hits Thrall’s chest like a hammer.

He almost couldn’t breathe.

“Faiqier, four hundred years ago, he fought for the protection of the Aaron Landis, and four hundred years later, his descendants became gangsters who made a living by murder and robbery.”

“We never kill innocent people!”

Thrall refuted coldly.

“The people of Thrall’s desert know that our people in Fira have always only asked for money, not killing people!”

The teenager tilted his head slightly.

“So?”

he asks.

“Just asking for money, not hurting people, are you not a horse thief?”

Thrall breathed.

The young man’s words were so sharp that they barely stripped their disguise.

Just ask for money, not to kill people.

This is the final limit of the people of Fira.

This is their last persistence as the glorious descendant of the knight.

…Even if this so-called perseverance is so empty, it is their self-deception.

In a dead silence, Thrall clenched his fists hard.

He gritted his teeth, his fingers clenched so hard that his palms tingled.

Fei Qier.

Knight in the high mountains.

This glorious title given by King Minar has been submerged in the rivers of history, and it has never been seen again for hundreds of years.

These descendants did not dare to even speak the names of their ancestors, only dare to call themselves Ferra.

But no matter how they hide their eyes and ears, what they did eventually stained the glory of their ancestors…

With a deep sigh of breath, Thrall opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer the usual waves, but deep bitterness.

Fei Qier.

The name of the ancestor that pressed on their ancestors has been pressed heavily on their hearts, making them breathless.

His father was drunk all year round, was it not because he could not bear such a heavy pressure.

The once glorious descendants of the great knights have become the most inferior gangsters.

What was once the sword in the hands of the king to protect the people, but now it can only survive by plundering the people.

How sad.

“This lord, although I don’t know who you are, I must be noble, and it is an unattainable person for me like a gangster.”

auzw.com Thrall, who had calmed down, stared at the opposite boy, and said in a deep voice.

“A person like you not only finds out the old people of our Fira, but also deliberately makes excuses to come in here. What is the purpose?”

“I can’t think of any value for us, people like you, who are noble.”

Garlan looked at him, his mouth raised.

“My purpose, I have already said it.”

“………”

“I want you to dedicate this piece of desert with your name to me.”

“……I do not understand what you were saying.”

“It’s very simple. I want you, and the people of Fira, to be the sword in my hands from today on, to sweep the desert for me.”

Garland said,

“I said, I don’t want your money, I will give you a lot of money.”

“I give you five years. After five years, I want no other bandits to exist in the desert of Thrall except your people of Fira.”

Thrall shuddered.

“Do you want us to help you kill other bandits in the desert?”

“That’s it.”

Thrall frowned.

“Why choose us?”

Garland laughed.

He raised a finger, and Jin Eye bent slightly.

He said: “Because of all the bandits in the desert of Saar, only the Fira people only ask for money and do not hurt lives.”

“………”

Thrall remained silent for a long time.

He said: “I need time to think.”

“can.”

Garland nodded.

Thrall looked up at Gallan, and then subconsciously looked to the black man to the left.

The man had black hair, and his dark hair, which was much deeper than him, seemed to melt away from the night.

When he stood quietly, it seemed to be the embodiment of the night, his eyes only on the teenager.

Contrary to men, teenagers have dark hair, but they give a very bright feeling.

It’s not because of the skin color, that kind of brightness seems to ooze out of the teenager’s body, where he is like a soft light.

Obviously, it is a different extreme, and when the partial students do not know why they stand together, there is an indescribable sense of harmony.

I don’t know what the relationship between the two is.

The man didn’t look like a character who would be inferior to others, but he seemed to be compliant with the teenager.

Thrall felt that there was an illusion of seeing a desert wolf that had been tamed by his grandfather.

This thought just flashed through Thrall’s mind.

He shook his head, not thinking about it, and turned and walked away quickly.

His answer to the teenager is related to the future fate of the entire Fira.

He must think about it…

…………

After Thrall left, Huimus, who had been holding his arms against the wall before raising his eyes, glanced lightly at the back of the bandit leader.

“Do you think he can do it?”

According to the intelligence of the detectives, although the Fira bandit is one of the big bands that entrenched in the desert, and is also a native bandit, but it is the weakest of these bandits.

The Siwari bandit who attacked them was also stronger than them.

But this is inevitable, after all, the Fira bandit is quite restrained even if it is robbed, not as vicious as other bandits.

Less harvest, natural development is not as good as other bandits.

“I have seen it with my own eyes when I came here. Although it was a bandit camp, the atmosphere inside was very good. There were many elderly people, women, children and children.”

Garland said with a chuckle.

“It can be seen that they all love wearing their leaders from the bottom of their hearts…so Thrall must be nice to them.”

He said lightly: “Even if I want to choose a knife, I won’t choose the Sivari type, I think it’s dirty.”

“But as far as I know, it is very difficult for the Fira bandits to beat the Sivari bandits.”

“Cough, this one.”

Garland coughed and looked at Huimus.

“I think that the Fira bandits are mixed into a person or something, should not be very eye-catching.”

Huimus raised an eyebrow.

“You asked me to pretend to be a horse thief?”

“…Just this time!”

Let the prince of Allen Landis, the so-called strongest black knight, pretend to be a horse thief, Gallan knew that he was wrong.

He smiled at Himos, and various praises and praises were quickly thrown at Himmos.

“As long as you get out of the horse, everything will be solved. As strong as you, you don’t even need other people, and you can solve the Sivari bandit alone.”

Garlan glanced at Heimus and whispered, “You can wear a mask so that others won’t recognize it.”

He blinked and added a favorably sentence.

“I will prepare the mask for you, OK?”

Huimus laughed.

He looked at Gallan’s eyes, which was overflowing with spoiling and indulgence.

“it is good.”

He says.

Just when Gallan was relieved by his purpose, Hyimus suddenly leaned over.

The thin lips leaned against the slightly opened lips of the teenager, and he kissed it, even taking a bite of the pink lips while he was not prepared.

“Then I will accept the deposit first.”

He says,

“I will ask you for the remaining reward later.”

Unexpectedly, Garland was eaten by tofu and froze.

“remuneration?”

“of course.”

Heimos was straightforward.

“Nobody will do anything for you?”

Garland: “………”

I don’t know why, it seems impossible to refute.

The author has something to say: 　　 Thrall is supposed to be a subordinate role under Gallan’s set in the text. The people of Fira are also a force under Gallan’s income.

It can be regarded as a force for correcting evil.

It should have appeared in Garland’s deeds against the invaders, the Gadsads, and the expansion of trade routes. Later, considering procrastination and other problems, it was cut off and not written.

But after thinking about it, I decided to write this character out of the box.

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