Chapter 151: Prison (2)
Gary Ritner frowned, "What did you do, my lord?" β
"I'm not a traitor! Definitely not a traitor, I love this country more than anyone! I just want to save the lives and honor of our family, yes. He licked his lips. It's just that I wrote many letters to the king, vowing that a better dynasty could be created"
"What are your conditions, my lord?"
"It's so dirty in here." The old man suddenly said, "I can't get used to the taste." β
"Is it the smell of the commode?" Gary Turner said, glaring at the commode in horror, "Isn't there a toilet here?" What exactly are the conditions? β
"I said that the Chriss family would give up their quest for the throne and retract their remarks about the king's origins, and in response, the king would no longer fight with us, and confirm the rights of our Chriss, and I would personally swear allegiance to the king, and then take back all the troops that had been sent, I think the king would appreciate this reasonable suggestion, after all, he also had to consider the possible threat of the awakened dragons."
"In order to strengthen the treaty, I also propose that the Chris family stay in Dubrovnik as hostages." He shook his head. "We can only keep these conditions at most, even you can see it, right?
"Yes," said Garyttner, "even I can see that unless King Ronnihon agrees to marry the Chris family, this is no longer possible, as far as I know, King Ronnihon has long been engaged to the Cassadine family, and Chris undoubtedly has no chance, and at the same time, the hostages of the Chris family are useless to the king, to ensure that Chris will not betray again?" Do you think it's possible? Only the dead do not betray! We all get it! β
They were silent for a moment, and then Gary Turner asked, "What did King Ronnihon say when you proposed it?" β
"The Dubrovnik Palace is now in charge of the former Prime Minister McClandel, I'm afraid his thinking is not very normal, oh it should not be said that his thinking is different from us ordinary people, the talk about hostages is crazy, I tell you, completely crazy! McCrandell tricked me into negotiating in Dubrovnik, declaring that the Chris family would be defeated, and telling me to swear allegiance to him, to the royal family, to the king, how could I have agreed at that time! β
"That's not right! Actually, he was right. "Gary Turner is always straightforward." With McClandall's ability, he will never give in to what he recognizes, and in the same way, he will not be able to compromise on your treaty, perhaps in his eyes, the Chris family will already be defeated, and after the defeat in the first battle, it will be the same in the second battle immediately."
The old man's muscles were violent, "But I don't have a choice!" If we can exchange the peace of the Chris family, what is it for me to let go of my old bones, but we lost the first battle! It's a fact! β
"You are wrong, my lord, you can choose to die for your family, but you shouldn't come to Dubrovnik, just like I tried to escape from here, but they still captured me."
"What's the use of talking about that now! I'm not a traitor! No! No one loves this country more than I do! β
Gary Ritner stared at him in despair for a long time, then sighed again.
The old man looked up suddenly. "There is a voice," he said, "do you hear me, Gary Turner?" Someone came to us. β
"By the way, George and Cresian haven't left yet!" It occurred to Gary Ritner that "it's almost dinner time." "The guards might bring them half a beef bacon cake and a pot of honey wine, and the old man's stomach growled at the thought of this.
"No, more than one person."
He was right, the old man heard the voices and footsteps of at least two people, louder and louder. He stood up and walked over to the railing, where he saw the figures of George and Crescent.
The old man brushed the straw off his clothes, "The king has sent someone to release me, or the queen has sent me, yes, maybe McLandall will never let me rot here." β
The guard reappeared outside the cell with a bunch of keys in hand.
The old man asked, "God forbid, the king sent you to release me?" Or the queen? Or is it Prime Minister McLandall? β
"No one will let you go, traitor!" The guard said.
The old man cowered back, as if he had been slapped in the face. "No, I swear, I'm definitely not a traitor. Why don't you listen? As long as His Majesty the King listens to me! β
The guard squeezed the huge iron key into the lock and pulled the door open, the rusty noose screeching. "You." He said to the old man, "Come here." β
"Where?" The old man looked at the guard, "To tell you the truth, are you planning to burn me?" β
"Someone looking for you, can you walk?"
"Yes." The old man stepped out of the cell, the guard closed the door again, and Gary Ritner let out a cry of frustration.
"You're taking me to see George and Creehn?" The old man asked.
"They're all there." The guard said, "Right here." β
In the small corner of the cell, the guards had set up a few chairs, and on top of the two chairs sat George and Creseon, the captains of the royal fleet.
The old man raised his hand and touched his chest, his lucky charm had been in a small leather bag, hung with a belt, and it was gone, he remembered, the four broken bones were gone, but his hands were still long enough to hold a woman's neck, he thought to himself.
They brought the old man to George and Crescent, the captains of the royal fleet, and the walls were rough black stone walls that were cold to the touch, and the light of the torch shone in front of them, and shadows flickered on the walls, and the old man wondered what they were looking for him for.
"You can say anything, but I have never betrayed this country." The old man said to them first.
"You will, you want to betray, I can see it in your face, and I see it in the fire." George, the captain of the royal fleet, said, "Speaking of which, you are lucky to have been invited here by McClandall and saved yourself from death, aren't you?" β
"Should I be grateful, as you say?" The old man asked rhetorically.
"Exactly, Master Tomkris." Cresion said slowly, "When I got rid of the dark magic that Jochris had put on me, I understood that there was nothing better than being alive. β
I see? The old man didn't say anything, it turned out that Prince KrΓ©sion had always been bewitched by Jochris's black magic, could it be that Jochris's was really a rebel, and the fate of Chris's family had really come to an end.
"It can't be." The old man said, "There must be something wrong, this must be McClandall's trick!" β
"I'm sorry but that's the truth, a lot of people have seen it, including me, and I haven't seen Jocris, and the rest of them still have such power," Kreseen said.
"It is said that the power of black magic comes from the legendary and mysterious dragon," said George, the captain of the royal fleet.
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