Three days later, they had entered the city of Dubrovnik, and since they were not yet able to meet the king, at the request of Kreshion, the captain of the royal fleet took him to the prison in Dubrovnik, which was guarded by the royal guards and some of the royal guards, where some of the most evil people were imprisoned, including some prisoners of Jocris's camp.

The people in the cell heard the sound of speech outside the cell, and they immediately sat up, leaning their backs against the stone wall, listening to the struggle outside the door, which was the great news in the unchanging world here, and the noise came from the left, where the stairs led to the ground, and they heard a man screaming and begging in despair.

"You...... Are you crazy? The man was speaking as he came into their line of sight, and the man was dragged by two guards with a conspicuous sign on his chest, and it was the man of the Kingsguard, who walked forward, holding a string of jingling keys, followed by Cresian and George, the captain of the royal fleet.

"Lord Creshien!" The prisoner spoke hoarsely, recognizing the man who was following behind the Kingsguard as Kresheen. "Lord Cressin, come and save me, let me go! I'm not a traitor! I am innocent" He was an old man, tall and thin, with silver-gray hair, a pointed beard, and a long noble face twisted with fear, and although he didn't understand why Cresion was here, the people here seemed to be respectful to him, and the only thing he was sure of was that Cresion was not a prisoner.

"Lord Creshien! Where's Mistress Joris? I want to see him! I'm innocent! Let me go! ”

The guards ignored his shouts, and they put the prisoners in the same cell as the old man.

"Here?" Standing in front of the old man's cell door, Kresian said, "Jocrith has demagogic black magic, I have been rescued by Master George, and I have nothing to do with Jocris's camp."

The old man stood, and in a moment he was going to rush out, but it was too stupid, for they were outnumbered, and they were armed and guarded as strong as a cow, and he probably wouldn't be able to pass the first hurdle.

George nodded slightly at the guard. "Let the traitors keep each other company."

"I'm not a traitor!" The prisoner screamed, but the guards ignored the lock, and although the old man was dressed modestly, wearing only a gray wool shirt and black breeches, he spoke in a tone that was obviously a great nobleman, and nobles could not help him by birth, and they could not help him themselves, unless he was a member of the royal family, Cresion thought to himself.

The guards pulled the door open, and George, the captain of the royal fleet, nodded, and the guards pushed the prisoner forward, and the prisoner stumbled and was about to fall, but fortunately he was caught by Creseon, and he immediately broke free and rushed to the door, but the door slammed shut and smashed on his pale and rich face.

"No," he shouted, "no!!!" Suddenly, all the power had abandoned him, and he slid to the ground, his hands still clutching the iron railing, and the guards turned away, leaving the captains of the royal fleet, George and Creseon, outside the cell door.

"You can't do that," cried the prisoner to the guard's back, "I'm a nobleman!" ”

Only then did the old man recognize him. "You're Gary Turner of the Turner family?"

The prisoner turned his head. "Are you ......?"

"I'm Tom Chris from the Chris family."

Gary Turner of the Turner family blinked. "Tom Chris? The old man of the Chris family? Anyway, all of you Chris family members are going to be finished in no time! ”

The old man did not deny it, "I remember that once in the city of Dubrovnik, you were dressed in red and gold armor with lapis lazuli flowers on your breastplate, and I saw you in the city of Dubrovnik. ”

Gary Ritner brushed the dirty straw off his clothes. "I ...... I have to apologize for the way I looked. When the Randalls attacked our Turners, I lost all my chests and escaped wearing only a piece of chain mail and a ring on my hand, and I fled for a long time and was still caught by them. ”

He still cared about the ring, the old man thought to himself.

"No doubt some kitchen boy or horse boy is running around Dubrovnik in my twill plush coat and treasure cape at the moment," Gary Ritner sighed to himself. "Everyone knows that war has its terrible side, and we have all suffered heavy losses."

"My boat." The old man said, "My men, my sons, are all gone. ”

"May ...... May the gods lead them through the darkness to the other side of happiness. Gary Ritner said.

May the gods judge them justly, may the gods grant them magnanimous mercy, Kreshion thought to himself, but he kept his prayers in his heart, he could not blatantly pray for them, they were traitors in the eyes of the people, this was the difference in strength

"My last son should be fine in the city." "But my nephew died on the ship, in the last war. ”

It was the battle of the Jocristian camp that attacked Dubrovnik, blindly breaking into the Adriatic Sea, not caring about McCrandell's arrangement and ambush at the time, and Kreseen will not forget that battle.

"My nephew Mark is the oarsman on the ship," he remembers seeing the ship engulfed in flames.

"Are there any survivors on that ship?" Gary Ritner asked.

"The ship burned and sank with all its crew," said the old man, "and my nephew died along with the other brave men, a complete fiasco, Lord Gary Ritner. ”

The old man was depressed and slumped at this time, what would Master Jorcris say? The embers in the dust can also rekindle the raging fire, and it is the embers that he was captured here.

"Master Jocris will never surrender!" Gary Ritner said.

"Stupid, stupid!" The old man sat back on the ground, as if standing was too much for him. "Jochrist will never be able to sit on the throne, the facts are in front of you, isn't it a betrayal to say it? Although the words are not good, it is true, he will indeed not surrender, but he will die in battle, the Cassadine family, the Otto family, and the Aoyiqi family will unite to clear the Chris family, even if Lord Jocriss is powerful, how can they be the enemy! ”

"If only we had the Turner family still around," Gary Ritner sighed. "The other lords are just as unreliable?" Gary Ritner asked again.

The Lexar family has always stood still and has an ambiguous attitude, they know that many neutral families are sitting and watching success or failure, they are weak, and the power of black magic cannot save the situation from defeat

The old man waved his hand weakly, "What else is there to say when things come to this point, I didn't expect the royal family under the command of McClandell to be so powerful!" ”

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