Deguzorf slowly opened his eyes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The surroundings are so dim that you can barely see clearly. Dguzorf wasn't sure if it was because his eyes hadn't adapted to the environment yet, or if it was really dark inside.

The air was also muddy and smelled of mold. It seems that there is no problem with his eyes, and he is indeed in a small, dim, rotten and moldy room.

Have you been captured? Dguzolf couldn't help but think so. He vaguely remembered that he was seriously injured and rescued by his subordinates, and there seemed to be some broken memories after that, but he couldn't remember it clearly. The pain from his body convinced Deguzolf that his memory was correct.

No matter where he is at the moment, Deguzorf will not be too surprised, as the commander of the defeated army, even if he can survive in the world, there is only endless shame waiting for him, in contrast, Deguzorf also feels a little regretful that he has not died on the battlefield.

Thinking about it, Dguzolf fell asleep again, and when he woke up again, there was no light around him.

When people are in the dark, their eyes become sensitive, and Dguzolf can see a faint light through the crack in the door. Of course, there was another reason that he really felt the hunger in his stomach at this moment.

As the footsteps approached, Deguzorf became more and more sure that the other party's target was his room, and the doorman let out a shrill cry as there was a jumble of keys.

By the light of the fire, Deguzorff was surprised to find that the would-be "jailer" was actually dressed in Frank's clergy attire!

The man was also surprised to see Decuzorff who had woken up: "My lord, you are already awake?!" ”

A few thoughts passed through Derguzorf's mind, and then he laughed and said: "This place doesn't look like heaven, it doesn't seem like hell, isn't it possible that I'm still on earth?" ”

After the jailer's astonishment, his mood regained his composure, and he coughed and said, "Your Excellency." You are currently in the Holy See's cell. ”

I guessed it a long time ago. Deguzorf said in his heart. Since his jailer was a Frank clergyman, it didn't take too much effort to deduce that he had dragged his life back to the Holy See, but he was imprisoned because of the defeat. But in the firelight he saw the jailer's face—a pale young face, with only a few freckles but a few features carved out of the precepts, for which the precepts of God were everything in life, and everything else was merely the dust of the world. Therefore, Deguzorff did not intend to waste words with this jailer again, but only hoped to get some basic information from his mouth: "I see. How long have I been asleep? ”

"I didn't know before you came here, but you've been asleep in this room for seven days."

"Oh, is there anything I can eat?"

"Of course, sir. I'll go get it for you. ”

"I'm sorry for you." Deguzorf maintained his inherent politeness, but in his heart he began to calculate: now that he was imprisoned. Then it is almost certain that his loyal subordinates have also been imprisoned, or even more so killed. All contact with the outside world has been cut off, and people outside don't even know where they're locked up. Magrahn was probably the only one who could give such an order, and it seemed that he was very keen that someone would take responsibility for his failure, and if nothing else, Magrahn would choose an appropriate time to execute him. This is probably the only possible fate for him, but for now, Magrahn will not do it, because he has a bigger problem to solve, which is the invasion of the Palchi army within the border. Although there are still a considerable number of troops in Frank's territory, they are almost all scattered in the lands of various small countries and lords, and even if they can be gathered, it will be difficult to rush to the battlefield in time to engage the Palchi army, not to mention that these patchwork armies will not be the opponent of the powerful Palchi army. So now what is in front of Magron is how to defeat the Palchi army, and not rush to execute himself.

It looks like it's going to take a long time to get to jail. Figured out, Dguzolf rested his head on the rest of his right hand, and at the same time moved his body slightly, which had not moved for a long time, to check the extent of the recovery of the wounds, which were still very painful and showed some signs of inflammation. However, for the battle-hardened Dguzorff, it is clear that these wounds are gradually recovering, and if it goes well, he will be able to move freely within half a month, and he will be healed within two months.

After a while, the jailer brought food and water, although the food was very coarse, and there was an indescribable unpleasant smell in the water, but it was enough for the hungry Dguzolf, and as a prisoner, he should no longer ask for any special treatment, especially if he fell into the prison of his own people.

However, there was one thing that Deguzorf did not calculate, and that was that only the next day his cell had received its first visitor, and the identity of this visitor was much more than he had expected—it was King Fadrin, who had been wounded in the battle of Nischel.

Deguzorf was unprepared for the strange visitor's visit, and he did not even expect the king, who had been mortally wounded in the battle, to return alive to his homeland. But he could clearly see that the king had a silver medal pinned to his chest, the mark of the prefect of the district defense issued by the Holy See.

"Congratulations on your ascension, Your Majesty." Deguzorff's voice was tinged with teasing.

King Fadrin smiled and accepted his words, and said, "The battle of Nisher Village, my performance has disappointed you, my lordship. However, I also went through a lot of pain before returning to China, and I lay in the hospital bed for more than half a month, and my injuries have not healed yet. ”

"Sorry, I went too far." Dguzolf bowed his head slightly, and then said, "But I still have to say that your majesty is lucky, compared to those who have experienced a painful retreat, it is lucky enough to be able to return to the country safely. ”

"Your Excellency is right."

"Your Majesty was able to come to see me in this cell, presumably because of the full trust of Lord Magraln. But may I ask you what is the important reason for you to come here? Dguzolf asked.

Fadrin sighed and said, "Unfortunately, I can't convince Lord Magraln to release you, but I have to be cheeky to ask for your help. Now Frank needs your help, please do your part for your country. ”