【Leian】Prison bird

*Do you have any roses?It's the kind of proud, domineering one.

Lewis said: "Of course, I was by the Duke's side on the day the agreement was signed."

An Mixiu asked: "What do you know?"

Lewis rolled his eyes and changed the topic: "Aren't you curious about your fate? Your Highness has time for forgiveness and kindness to others."

An Mixiu insisted: "Tell me."

After that, no matter what Lewis said, he didn't pay any attention to it, but persistently asked him for answers.The two sides talked to each other for a while, Lewis endured it, but still couldn't hold back his laughter. An Mixiu's overly serious expression seemed very interesting to him.He is not a very quiet person, so he is very interested in interesting things.

"Your Excellency really want to know that?" Lewis' question didn't have any practical meaning, even he knew in his heart how the other party would react, he was just being funny and addicted.An Mixiu was obviously aware of this too, he wanted to show his resistance with silence, but the wavering in his heart prevented him from being so straightforward, so he could only answer yes in a deep voice under the other party's excited eyes.

After admiring his struggle, Lewis finally let go: "The reason why His Majesty is willing to sign the agreement is to find you."

An Mixiu was taken aback.

"At that time, the situation was chaotic. You ran so far away. Others didn't know the situation at all. They could only infer from the conclusions afterwards. Since His Highness 'stumbled and fell off the cliff' and you couldn't find it, it is natural that it will be regarded as a disaster." few."

"The place where you disappeared is so close to Yorkshire, it can basically be regarded as the sphere of influence of His Highness the First Prince. It is easier to search for people than His Majesty. He knows that even if you are alive, our people will definitely kill you. If Without you getting in the way, I don't know where the balance of war will lean."

Lewis paused, and said with a sigh: "Your Majesty still remembers His Majesty at the negotiating table vividly. The Duke has always been known for his iron and blood skills, but he was silenced by the young Majesty. He was aggressive and aggressive, as if There are no people and things in this world worthy of his concern and attention."

"He signed the agreement arrogantly, and then led the people to leave quickly. The Duke and His Highness agreed that this was unusual, and His Majesty would not compromise so easily, not to mention that he had the upper hand at the time. He was stern, What is it that I want to do even at the expense of taking a step back?"

Under An Mixiu's unbelievable gaze, he said slowly: "So before the coronation ceremony in a few days, he brought you back."

There was a bang in An Mixiu's head, and something collapsed instantly.His heart was beating uncontrollably, constricting in bursts.

Lewis: "At first, Your Highness and the Duke thought that the reason why he was so caring was because you were an important tool. After all, once you die, there will be a gap in the Knights of Hundred Flowers, and it will not be as easy to use as you are around. "He thought for a while, and then vetoed: "No, this is also a factor, and more importantly——"

Lewis stopped here. He stared at An Mixiu who was silent with drooping eyelids for a while, then got up and walked to the bed.He stretched out his hand to pinch An Mixiu's jaw, holding a kind of anticipation—a kind of mixed joy and sadism|desire, wanting to see a beautiful thing sinking in the mud, being tortured but powerless, his joy There was even an urge to chant in my heart.

He was like a poet, as if reciting a poem, his fingertips gently pinched into An Mixiu's skin, as if touching the blooming flowers in the mud with emotional warmth.The words poured out of his mouth were like poisonous snakes spewing letters, with a hint of coolness: "What should I do, Your Excellency, your master will die because of you."

An Mixiu looked at him calmly: "His Royal Highness treats it as a secret, so it's easy for you to say it like this, is it alright?"

Lewis thought about it seriously, and then replied: "Ignorance in ignorance is better than pain in sobriety. Since you can't escape, why not use it to have some fun."

Unmoved, An Mixiu hummed, "Since that's the case, what you said can't be a lie."

When Lewis heard this, he couldn't help teasing: "Your Excellency is really funny..." Before he finished speaking, An Mixiu suddenly got up, raised his knee and bumped into his lower abdomen!

Lewis' pupils shrank, and he released An Mixiu's jaw with his right hand, narrowly blocking the opponent's attack.Seeing that the blow could not be done, the latter raised his left foot with the help of his waist and hips at the moment his right leg fell, and kicked him in the face.Lewis stepped back diagonally to open the distance, and at the same time drew his sword with his right hand, stabbing straight at his chest.

An Mixiu dodged sideways, and with the help of the centrifugal force of the rotation, he slammed straight into the soldiers behind him who came to assist him.In the sudden change of the situation, those soldiers were stunned for a moment, then raised their swords and surrounded the two of them, hesitating.An Mixiu and Lewis moved too fast. Their participation in the battle might not be helpful, and they might become a burden. They could only surround An Mixiu to limit the range of activities.

At this time, the person they were guarding against bumped into him, and the soldier in charge of that position instinctively blocked with his sword, which actually created convenience for An Mixiu.He intentionally rubbed against the edge of the blade, and the thick and tough rope was cut immediately. Before the opponent could react, An Mixiu, who had freed his hands, pulled out the crossed broadsword from the waist of another soldier beside him, and stabbed him from the bottom. He passed through the gap between the helmet and the armor, pierced straight into the soldier's jaw, and killed him with one blow.

An Mixiu's movements were not at all stagnant. He pulled out his sword and turned around to block Lewis's attack. At the same time, he turned his toes and circled the soldier's body. At the moment the corpse fell to the ground, he moved to No. 2 and raised his sword to kill it. in front of the soldiers.After dodging Lewis' second attack by using the dead angle of the body, the tip of the sword pierced obliquely from under the ribs, and pulled out after injuring the viscera. Immediately, bright red blood shot out.

And just when An Mixiu wanted to do the same for the third one, Lewis took the first step. When he dodged behind the man, he stabbed the soldier's body mercilessly with his sword, almost stabbing the two of them through each other.

"you!"

An Mixiu glared angrily at Lewis who was pulling the blade out of the corpse.He didn't have time to condemn the opponent's behavior, and while the sword was still stuck in the opponent's body, he quickly bullied the last soldier who saw the situation, hesitantly, and opened his mouth to call someone, and cut through it neatly. each other's throat.

So far, only he and Lewis were left in the room.

An Mixiu's situation is not optimistic.In order to release the shackles on his body, he did not hesitate to risk himself. The sword cut the rope and also left a shocking gash on his arm.Blood kept gushing out and dripping along the edge of the torn sleeve. He held the sword in both hands and stared at Lewis intently.

All this happened in a very short period of time, and the situation has changed into the current state in a blink of an eye.Lewis applauded and praised: "As expected of the former Knight of Flowers."

The seriousness on An Mixiu's face was not eased by the death of the four of them. He was well aware of the disadvantages his arm injury would bring to him.But he can't be discouraged, and he can't back down.

And the longer it drags on, the more dangerous it is to be noticed.He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Let's fight."

Lewis laughed when he heard this: "There is a better solution, why should I fight with you?"

An Mixiu rarely interrupted him forcefully: "Do you really have no dignity as a knight?"

"Not everyone is like your Excellency..." Lewis seemed to suddenly think of something, and changed his words: "Okay, I promise you, but there is one condition. I will give you ten seconds. Within ten seconds, if you don't If you can beat me, I'll call someone in to see what's really going on here. If you win—" He shrugged his shoulders, which was self-evident.

An Mixiu clenched the hilt of his sword and took a deep breath.

Can't lose.

As Lewis said, Leishi's character is doomed that he will not compromise with anyone, and this kind of compromise, which is almost against the principle, should not appear to him.

The youth once again thought of the past.Recently, he has been constantly recalling the past. Those mottled pasts are like the sunlight falling on his face through the intertwined branches in the afternoon, and they are also like bottomless sea water. For this reason, he fell asleep happily and once Almost drowned.These colorful fragments of different shades gradually converge and piece together, which is the face of Leishi.

The 15-year-old Leishi stood in the rose garden and said loudly to himself: "I want to be king."

How did you answer yourself at the time?

——He moved his body, stepped forward a few steps, raised his sword and slashed at Lewis.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to that day." He said in his memory.

At that moment, he seemed to be happy, otherwise, he would not be able to smile from the bottom of his heart.He sincerely hoped that Lei Shi's wish would come true.

——At the moment when the opponent slanted to block the blade, he moved his right hand and suddenly grasped the tip of the sword. Hit each other!

Lewis, who was hit in the brain, gasped, and said intermittently: "I can't tell, you are still a lunatic." After speaking, he swallowed.

An Mixiu let go of the blade, and the blood flowed out from the severed palm, instantly soaking his hands. "This sword is for those who died innocently under your sword."

The cross sword does not sharpen, otherwise, his entire palm will be cut off.But if you don't fight like this, you won't get a chance at all.

He hastily wrapped the wound with the torn clothes, put on the soldier's armor and went out.All the human voices are so vague and unreal, he only knows that he has to go forward, keep going.

"No, people ran away!"

"there!"

"Come on, grab him!"

That night, An Mixiu didn't know how many people he fought with, whether the blood on his hands and body was his own or someone else's.Maybe both.

He rode his horse and galloped all the way until the figures and flames behind him gradually disappeared, leaving no trace.In the illusion of pain and blood loss, only faith is always with him.The morning star in the sky lit up the last darkness before dawn, and he finally arrived at Wangcheng.

The sleeping palace was still as he remembered it, and he dragged his exhausted body to the king's bedroom.

The huge bedroom is exquisitely carved and magnificent, and the light and thin curtains hide it, making it impossible to see the scene on the bed clearly.An Mixiu was heartbroken, approached quietly, lifted the curtain and said softly, "Your Majesty, I'm back."

——TBC——

The sentence used at the top comes from the little prince