Chapter 318

"I understand your situation and your anger, my Lord."

In a dark room.

A man's voice sounded. His tone was elegant, which was obviously different from the accent of the bumpkins in the slum. He spoke the most standard valerian language.

"You have suffered a naked betrayal, which is the opposite of the deal you have made with him."

"For decades, you have returned to the origin."

The dim light in the room threw two figures on the wall. The man with elegant voice picked up a teapot and poured some tea into his and each other's cups.

Although his words sounded like ridicule, satirizing the people sitting in the chair opposite, he tried his best to waste half his life, even climbing and rolling in the mud, and finally got the same fate as before.

A few decades ago, he could get the same treatment as he is now by nodding, but he didn't do so at that time.

Is he really just afraid of death?

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"Many people say that you ran away because you were afraid of death."

"But it's not."

"You are not afraid of death, you just want more."

The man raised his tea cup and offered a toast to the person opposite. He didn't like spirits, but preferred this light drink, because it could clear his mind.

"You're right."

The man sitting opposite the man drank a cup of tea as happily as drinking, and then put it heavily on the table, with a little resentment.

"But I'm not willing."

He was unwilling to pay such a high price and spent half his life just to get such an outcome.

When he made the deal, he thought it was just a young man who didn't grow up.

What kind of arrogance and courage does the other party dare to seize the city with 200 people?

Perhaps only such a big young man would dare to do such a thing.

He even had the idea of eating black at that time, but he didn't expect the final result to smash his wishful thinking step by step.

The other side forced him to attack the traditional forces of pantos and break with pantos. From then on, it was even more difficult for him to stand firm here.

"Yes, you are unwilling."

"And now is your best chance."

The man heard the resentment in the other party's tone, naturally understood that his words hit the other party's key, and then continued to take advantage of the victory.

"You know that the son of the mad king has left pantos."

"Although his whereabouts are unknown, he took his black dragon and the rest..."

There was a constant whisper in the room.

Outside the house, a man dressed as a servant was lying under the root of the window, quietly eavesdropping on the conversation inside the house.

His name was hunter. He was one of the slaves bought by the housekeeper of the prince in rags three months ago.

But that was only his superficial identity, but his real identity was not a slave, but a 'hound' secretly cultivated by Lord Ramses snow.

Hounds have a keen sense of smell and are best suited to do some monitoring work, and his task is to be assigned by Ramses to monitor the prince in rags.

And he didn't expect to hear such important information today.

Prince ragged secretly invited an unidentified person to the prince's palace through the back door, and then closed the door to talk secretly.

The content of the secret talk was more careful thinking and fear. It turned out that the prince in rags had long been dissatisfied with wesselis. He thought that the deal he had made had been deceived.

Although he did get pantos and became the prince of pantos, wesselis did not break his promise, but it was different from what the prince in rags thought.

There is no real power in his hands. In fact, there was still a little power in his hands, but with the passage of time, his power has become smaller and smaller. Now he has really become a bare pole commander.

Even the men of the wind blowing regiment defected one after another. Now the prince in rags can't pull up the team again even if he wants to leave pantos.

Therefore, coupled with the lobbying of the mysterious man, the prince in rags seems to want to seize the opportunity for his majesty to leave pantos and launch a coup.

"Can't the golden regiment?"

"They are just a group of mercenaries who want money but not life. As long as they give money, they are even willing to give their own father..."

"Jon Clinton..."

Although Jon Clinton has a little power now, there is an Oberon on his head.

But in the final analysis, he still had 3000 men and horses in his hand, and naturally entered the vision of the prince in rags.

"Jon Clinton can't. He's upright and stubborn."

"Your Excellency, if you want to launch a coup, the biggest trouble is actually the people without dirt."

The existence of those without dirt is a barrier. They protect the nine tower palace where Regent Princess Renes lives. They have no chance to attack the nine tower palace directly and end the war.

"At this time, the only opportunity is to use other methods."

"Find a chance to kidnap the girl when she comes out of the palace and force her to hand over the ruler's baton."

Those without dirt only recognize the scepter and don't recognize people, and Oberon can't sit back and watch his niece killed. He can only surrender obediently. At that time

While the discussion was in full swing in the room, a noise suddenly came from outside.

Click——

The sound in the house suddenly stopped.

"No!"

Outside, hunter, who was listening, suddenly turned his head and looked at his head.

He didn't make the sound.

As a professional intelligence officer trained by Lord Ramses, how can he make such a low-level mistake?

It turned out that a wildcat with three flowers accidentally trampled over a movable brick when it ran past.

The cats didn't realize they had made a big mistake. They just stared at the people squatting in the grass below.

Then he jumped down the courtyard wall with a meow and ran away.

"Run!"

Hunter felt his scalp numb and was just about to escape, but he was caught by the prince in rags and the man who talked to him.

"It's you!"

The prince in rags was shocked and angry when he saw hunter.

I'm surprised that if such a big thing is leaked out, I'm afraid I'm really dead, and I'm angry that the other party actually betrayed himself.

"I killed you!"

Then the prince in rags pulled out the long sword around his waist, stabbed hunter to death, and the blood stained the land red.

"He's dead. The man named Ramses will certainly investigate."

The man who talked to the prince in rags wore a pair of single piece gold wire glasses.

This is a high-end product made by mill. Its value can even hire a small mercenary regiment.

It seems that the man's family is very rich, and his clothes are extraordinary. At the moment, he frowned and said.

"It seems that this matter needs to be considered in the long run, my Lord."