How To Wear a Goddess Statue - Chapter 153

    The frontier is windy again, and the cold air from the north is blocked by the Sittings Mountains for the most part, but the wind from the heights where Sanur lives is still fierce.

    The strong wind shook the trees, beat the city walls, and made a whistling sound.

    It also blows the “sacrifice” hanging on the city wall.

    The one lined up in the middle is the former manager of the city, Heffitt, until now he has not closed his eyes, his eyes staring blankly ahead.

    Inside the city of Tigbia.

    There are Sanur soldiers lined up on the streets, but there is no shadow of half of the Solan, and the doors of every house are closed, although everyone knows that this is just a senseless resistance.

    As long as the Sanur people are interested, they will break down the door at any time, use the owner of the house for fun, and finally kill it without caring.

    This is not the first time. As early as the two days when the city of Tigbia was destroyed, Sanur soldiers went from house to house to “clean up” once. Hidden possessions and women.

    During that time, the blood of Tigbia was flowing.

    There was no massacre, not because Sanur didn’t want to, but because it was unnecessary. If there is a shortage of food in the future, the aborigines in the city are the backup supplies, or the living people are more fresh and easy to preserve.

    Sanur Patrol Soldiers cross the street.

    Different from the arrogance and wanton jokes of the past, this day, the atmosphere of the patrols seemed rather dull.

    King Harmonge was intercepted and killed during the battle. He was seriously injured and died when he was sent back to the city by his cronies.

    For the Sanur, his death was too sudden.

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    This kind of battle is to be carried out before their father is alive, the heir is determined in advance, and the defeated prince no longer has the privilege and remains in the army as an ordinary soldier.

    But King Harmonge died without warning, and the nine remaining princes have not yet decided the winner.

    Who will inherit the father’s position, and who will lead the kingdom to continue this battle?

    These are unknowns.

    Patrol soldiers passed by houses with locked gates, small courtyards stained with blood on the fence and strung with internal organs, and passed by the empty Temple of Luna.

    Finally return to the City Lord’s Mansion and change shifts.

    At this time, the nine princes who have a delicate atmosphere with each other all live in the city master’s mansion.

    It is the nature of the Sanur people to occupy the best things. According to this logic, they should have lived in the temple of Tigbia. Anyway, the residents inside – including priests and books Officials – have been dragged out by one of the princes and slaughtered, as his credit.

    But the Sanur believe in all mystical powers.

    They only believe in the beast-headed gods of their own ethnic group, which are transformed from the original animal totems. They not only represent the beasts living in the highland wasteland, but also a symbol of spiritual characteristics.

    The Sanur also believe that the myths of other peoples and countries have certain power, although they will definitely be defeated by their gods in the end, but what if they are not defeated yet?

    The Temple of Tigbia is dedicated to the **** of the moon. The Sanur dare to do evil here during the day, but they will deliberately avoid it at night, let alone live in it.

    Excluding the Temple of Tigbia, the City Lord’s Palace is the largest and most regulated building in the city. So the original King Sanur occupied this place with ten sons as his base camp in Solancia.

    Now, the father is dead and the youngest brother is also dead.

    Nine princes sat in a circle around the round table, the atmosphere was stagnant, and people’s hearts were floating.

    Before the battle, it is impossible to decide who should inherit the throne.

    However, according to tradition, only one person can hold all power alone, and the defeated prince must hand over all his subordinates and excess property to others, and become an ordinary warrior.

    When my father was there, everyone was suppressed, even if they were unwilling, they had to do it.

    But at this moment, no one is pressing on the princes, who would be willing to hand over everything accumulated in the past? Once there is a battle, the situation will only become more chaotic, and it is not impossible for the remaining eight to jointly deal with the winner and then fight each other.

    Even so, you still have to choose a leader, otherwise the opposite side of the Selton army will fight, Sanur doesn’t even have a unified commander, I’m afraid it’s not as good as when the tribe was scattered.

    According to the personal soldiers who brought back his father’s body, the commander of Seton is Princess Solan…

    Several princes have different shades of her shadow, but they can agree on this issue:

    You said that you are a princess in name, but a ruler in fact. You don’t stay in the king city and wait for border news, but you want to come out to fight?

    He came as soon as he came, and he arrived silently. The news that the princess led troops to support Seton was sent together with her father’s body.

    Oh yes, there is also the youngest brother with the least combat experience, it seems that Eleuil also killed it.

    Silence, silence is the royal family of Sanur tonight.

    Finally, one of the princes spoke up.

    The ten sons of Harmonge were about the same age, as if they were gathered together, and the eldest of them was not yet thirty years old.

    “I know what everyone is thinking, but now is not the time for infighting.” The eldest prince said, “We followed our father to unify the clan of wolves and eagles, and gathered cattle, sheep and foxes. Under the banner, both brothers and comrades-in-arms, do you want to be suspicious of each other, let Princess Solan see a joke, and give her victory easily?”

    “Who knows? I don’t care about that, I just want to fight.”

    “In short, Princess Solan can’t be cheap, she killed her father!”

    This prince is arguing with me every word, and I don’t know who was the first to say: “It’s nice to say, who will rule the ethnic group? Anyway, I won’t easily admit defeat.”

    The surroundings of the round table suddenly fell into silence, and then it was as if the pot was blown up, and each prince began to express his position on this issue, obviously no one wanted to give up, and preferred to fight.

    However, if they lose the fight, are they really willing to hand over their power as they should?

    The eldest prince patted the table, motioned for his younger brothers to be quiet, and said, “I will command.”

    The argument grew louder:

    “Why—”

    “It’s better to compete first!”

    The eldest prince was unmoved: “Listen to me first, the battle with Solancia is under my command, we must first twist into one.”

     “After defeating the Soran people and killing the Solan princess, you will compete with each other again. I voluntarily withdraw from the competition and give my power to the winner unconditionally.”

    “Brother, are you kidding me?”

    “I am very serious, I swear in the name of the wolf **** Urakan, I will never break my promise!”

    The princes were shocked by this brother who voluntarily gave up the right of inheritance. They looked at each other for a moment, and felt that this method was not bad.

    Who wants to kill each other now, if there is any other way?

    Especially in the current situation, the situation can only be stabilized by reaching an agreement. If it is defeated by Eleuil, it is better to give all the savings to the winner.

    The princes all agreed, at least superficially.

    The dull atmosphere returned to normal, and there was less undercurrent, and they began to listen to the arrangements of the eldest prince.

    Behind the inconspicuous side door, a thin figure retracted his ears attached to the door.

    She straightened up and stood there for a while.

    “Hey, what are you doing standing there?”

    The Sanur soldiers guarding and patrolling found her and yelled loudly.

    His companion curled his lips and said, “Don’t make a fuss, maybe he came here to find something to eat, and I don’t know what the person watching is doing, so he didn’t bring her food.”

    “Come on, come with me!”

    The latter sentence is for the thin figure.

    She nodded silently and left behind the soldier.

    ———

    The wind passed over the city of Tigbia and continued to beat another wall.

    Across a hill, the city of Seton faces the occupied Tigbia in the distance.

    The Sanur camp on the hillside has been evacuated cleanly, the cloth of the broken tent is fluttering in the wind, and the defenders of Seton City are still leisurely searching the hillside, trying to find if they are not taken The objects that go away are also considered trophies.

    Unfortunately, either the enemy brought back all the useful items, or Sanur was too shabby and didn’t have many useful items.

    In short, I was disappointed.

    Eleuil sat by the window and sealed the reply letter to be sent to the royal city.

    She led her troops to the border, and the daily affairs of Akht were handled by two trusted ministers, one was the old nobleman, the other was the pragmatist, and the temple priests had the right to participate. And Mortis Town.

    In a short period of time, there will be no problems in Wangcheng, but it will be relatively passive in case of emergencies.

    Communication of important matters to the Queen is an essential part.

    The golden eagle sisters are well qualified for this job. They are more familiar with the captain of the bodyguard, Mortis, and can send letters back and forth on both sides, much faster than the messenger who rides back and forth on horseback. .

    And this time, Luo Das beckoned the golden eagle to come over, and tied another sealed letter to her slender leg.

    “This is for Ruiya.” Luo Das said, “Don’t mix it up, and don’t let others see it.”

    The golden eagle’s eyes rolled, and the feathers on his wings were shaking, and he was obviously very confident in completing the task.

    Eleuil looked at Luodus, turned her head a little faster, and a few strands of black hair swayed gently on the side of her face.

    “To Rhea…”

    “Are you looking for her?”

    Lotus attached to the seal with divine power, if someone who was not a little priest tried to open the envelope, he would find that he could not succeed.

    After doing this, Luo Das said: “Yes, there are some things that require her to participate.”

    Did not ask what was the matter directly, the princess suppressed all kinds of thoughts that popped up in an instant: “Can I help?”

    Lotus looked at the dotted map in front of Eleuil.

    “Actually, you’re already helping.”

    Eleuil: “?”

    At this moment, someone knocked on the door. After three times, a report from the guard came from outside the door:

    “Your Majesty, the cavalry patrolling outside the city caught a woman. She said she had something to tell us, but she would only say it if she saw you.”

    The voice of the guard was hesitant: “Looking at her dress, she should be a Sanur.”

    The author has something to say:

    Lotus: You are responsible for winning, and we are responsible for editing.

    Eleuil: ?