Atlas Battle Song

Following the old man, Trand entered a courtyard on the west side of the city.

The house is hidden in the busy city, with a simple appearance, but luxurious and luxurious inside.The courtyard is filled with periwinkle flowers, and the walls are decorated with platinum and gold tiles, snakes and discs.In the center is a square pool in imitation of Empire style.

"At first glance, it looks like the courtyard of a rich family." Trander looked around.

"This is the place where the master lived when he came to the Golden City. In fact, the master Antuo really likes to come to the capital. After all, the climate here is better than that of Xu."

"There are also many beauties." Trander smiled.

The old man also smiled: "That's right, what man wouldn't like the Golden City? There is no happiness that money can't buy here."

"Use money to buy the happiness that belongs to others." Trander just replied indifferently.

They walked through the courtyard and up to the terrace on the third floor.There was music and women's voices, and scented oil candles lit on the terrace, and the light of the candles shone on the gold goblets, and the strings of the musicians shone.The girls in colored gauze were laughing and laughing, leaning against a man wearing a silver mask - An Tuo An Haran.On the wrist of the man, there is a gold bracelet of double sheep, which symbolizes the position of the lord.

Trander was taken aback, and could hardly recognize his childhood partner.

When he came to the master, the old man knelt down and saluted: "Master Antuo, I brought the mercenary you are looking for."

Trander didn't want to kneel, but just patted the scimitar on his waist, and greeted like a domineering mercenary: "Hey, good evening."

An Tuo, who was wearing a mask, got up and walked over, looking at Trander's face, neck, chest and waist with sticky eyes like picking a woman. "Yes, yes... this guy looks like a classy guy... Open your mouth, I want to see your teeth." The silver mask was so close to Trander that Trander could almost smell Ann's mouth. The smell of metal and alcohol on his body.

Obviously, An Tuo didn't recognize him either.

"I'm not a slave." Trand said expressionlessly.

"Maybe you are not a slave, but I must be your master." An Tuo, who was wearing a mask, raised his hand, put the double sheep gold bracelet in front of Trent's nose, and said with a sneer, "Do you know this?"

"Shuangyang gold bracelets can only be owned by the lords of each county. You are the lord of Yaxu, An Tuo An Haran."

"Yes, you are not blind for nothing. Then open your mouth, I want to see your teeth."

"It's not necessary."

The man in the mask got angry and scolded the old man: "What's the matter! After searching all afternoon, you found me such a guy who can only talk back? How can I trust this kind of man? How can I hand over such an important matter to you? give him!"

"Ah, please calm down, my lord...!"

"Useless old stuff!"

The masked man was about to slap the old man's face, but Trand grabbed his wrist.The two looked at each other, full of hostility.But Trander laughed lightly again: "Hahaha, I'm just kidding you. Take it easy, Lord Antuo! Don't be so serious~"

"Presumptuous, what kind of dog are you!"

Trander was still smiling: "Haha, what am I? Guess, weren't we friends before?"

To be honest, he didn't want to mention the past at all.

When his mother was still alive, little Trand often played with the lord's son Antuo.Trande is one or two years older than Antuo, so he regards himself as a big brother and always wants to protect Antuo's younger brother.The two boys enjoyed playing hide and seek in the yard.

When Antuo was 3 years old, he became seriously ill and almost died of illness.Trand went to pick flowers and pray every day, hoping that his friend would be well.

Trand still remembers that he said to his mother in person:

"Brother Antuo is sick and has no one to take care of him. What should I do? Can mom help Antuo?"

Even though he was the son of the lord, no one dared to approach the sick Antuo at that time, and only Trande's mother went to take care of him.

Little Trander was very happy at first, thinking that with the help of his mother, brother Antuo would definitely recover soon.But then he was too young to understand what "smallpox" really meant.Little Trand didn't realize the seriousness of the matter until his mother also fell ill.Later, his mother died, but his friend survived.

"It is because I made such a request that my mother died."

Little Trand thought so.

So the boy exiled himself and left his hometown forever.

Today, childhood partners are reunited in such a sad and ridiculous way.

Thinking of this, Trander couldn't help laughing.But this vague sense of sadness was fleeting, and the sloppy smile hung on Trand's face again.He patted An Tuo on the shoulder enthusiastically: "Hey An Tuo, it seems that there are so many beauties in Kald that you don't even remember your brother."

"Brother...? You look familiar... Huh!" An Tuo, wearing a mask, suddenly realized, "Are you Trad Muller...?"

The old man smiled gratifiedly: "It's him! Trande Muawia, it was your childhood playmate, young master! You really remember this kid."

"Long time no see, Mr. Antuo? Anharan."

"Trand..."

The two froze for a while, and then hugged politely.

The partners of the past are now completely different.

Trande grew up to be the strongest knight in the empire, the new governor of the Western Highlands, wearing the "Crown of Ardashir" bestowed by the emperor and the edict of appointment.

And An Tuo, who survived the smallpox, inherited the position of lord, wearing an exquisitely carved silver mask on his face and a gold bracelet of double sheep on his wrist.

"Come on, brother." An Tuo invited Trand to sit on the cushion and asked the maid to pour the wine. "I thought you died long ago. How old were you when you left your hometown? Can a child survive?"

Trander gulped it down: "That's true. When I was a child, I almost starved to death several times when I started wandering, but I was able to survive after I found a job. At the beginning, I worked as a handyman in a brothel in the Valencia District. I went to perform juggling to make money. Later, when I grew up, I became a mercenary, doing some bloody business... Now I am married, and my wife is a beautiful woman! At the beginning, I was so cold and hard to chase."

"Oh, so you have been working as a mercenary in the Golden City." Apparently, the lord An Tuo was not interested in Trand's eloquent speech, and just drank silently.

The two fell into an awkward silence for a moment.

"Haha, your mask is pretty cool." Trander tried to restore the atmosphere.

But An Tuo became more indifferent: "I don't like my face. When I was young, I was sick and left a lot of scars on my face. Your mother died because of this. It's a disaster."

The two were silent again.

Trander took a sip of his wine: "Stop talking nonsense, let's get to the point, what do you want me to do?"

"Have you ever wondered why your mother died?"

An Tuo asked this question out of the blue, which made Trander very uncomfortable.

"Let's change the subject."

But An Tuo did not give up, but became more and more excited: "The reason why your mother died is because your father abandoned her, and that imperial nobleman just played with her as a mistress! Trand, think about it... yes Who killed your mother?"

Trand endured it.

"It's an imperial man!"

An Tuo slapped the table so hard that others were too frightened to make a sound.He stood up, threw Trand's glass on the ground with dramatic movements, and shouted:

"Trand, aren't you angry! Your mother was played by the nobles of the empire, and finally died miserably. Think about it, what was your mother's background... We are all Gushan people, descendants of the Goddess of Beauty, who were once prosperous The ruler of the Gulbeti dynasty for a while! But what is it like now? You have to submit to the Sibyls in everything and be someone else's dog. Don't you hate the empire?"

Hearing this, Trand smiled.

"I understand, you are instigating me... so that I can help you. In fact, it is not necessary, I am a mercenary, and I will do it for the money. Tell me, how do you want to oppose the empire and regain the Gushan people? The right to rule?" Trand said, took the newly filled cup from the handmaid, and said thank you softly.The servant girl blushed.

The old man waved his hand to signal the subordinates to step back, so that the master and the mercenary could talk alone.

An Tuo asked excitedly:

"You are obviously a Gushan of noble birth, with the blood of a snake god flowing on your body. Don't you feel sad for this land? The western plateau is going to be ruled by a foreign race!"

"I am of noble birth?"

Trander laughed softly, as if he had heard some funny joke: "That's right, I have two bloodlines, which belong to the old ruler and the new ruler of the western plateau... However, I haven't been treated as a A bastard? In order to survive, he has to be a dog raised by the rich and powerful, and let people call him around. Oh, how ironic."

An Tuo took his hand seriously, and said in a low voice:

"Then I will give you a chance now to join in a great cause...Trand, we should revive the Gulbeti dynasty together! Take back the old dignity and glory of the Gushan people, and take back the empire's plunder everything of!"

"Tell me," Trander smiled lightly, "Who do you want me to kill?"

"You go and kill the governor."

Trander almost spit out his wine.An Tuo is going to hire him to kill himself? ? ?

"Huh? Such a powerful business? I'm afraid it's a bit... and the governor of the empire usually doesn't come out, so we don't have a chance to get in touch."

"Tomorrow night, that man will attend the banquet at the Governor's Mansion tomorrow night. Lords from all over the world will come to present gifts and beauties... Then you can disguise yourself as a dancer and accompany me to attend, and I will create opportunities for you. I will deal with the matter later , to keep you from being caught."

An Tuo, who was wearing a mask, spoke very firmly, not as if he was joking.

This is awkward.

Trand smiled dryly, and scratched his chin with his index finger: "This...Master Antuo, should you find a beautiful woman to do it? Maybe the governor is willing to have... a man like me, he probably doesn't like it. Besides Well, everyone is male, what a bad influence..."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can kill the governor."

"..." Trand really had nothing to say, "Then...are there any other lords involved in this plan?"

"Those idiots are not trustworthy, they can't do great things at all." An Tuo sat down, looking very bored.

Hearing of his plan to be assassinated, Trende was not angry, and it could even be said that there was no wavering in his heart.Anyway, he already knew that some lords had evil intentions... and An Tuo didn't know that he was the new Governor of the Western Plateau, maybe that was the case.

In fact, Trander didn't have much expectations.He rarely believed in anything, especially the human heart.

"Understood, Master Antuo, I will fulfill your wish." The matter has come to this, it is better to follow the plan.

"Very well, killing the governor sent by the empire is also avenging your mother." An Tuo said.

Trander was stunned, then laughed again:

"That's right...that's right, it was indeed that person who killed my mother. I've always felt that way."

****

The moon rose, reflecting the majestic and beautiful blue walls of the Governor's Mansion.

It used to be the palace of the Gulbadi Dynasty, and later became the residence and office of successive governors.Every September, the lords of various counties and foreign merchants and envoys come to have an audience.On behalf of the empire, the governor collects tribute from the subjects and conveys the emperor's imperial orders.

The Governor's Mansion is heavily guarded, and there are imperial soldiers and guards patrolling at all times, almost like the palace.But some people don't care about that.

Egg Swards Gorgon climbed over the wall and was looking around leisurely.

A pure-blood Sybyl, Egg has a shark's sense of smell and a wolf's hearing.As soon as the footsteps of the patrol soldiers approached, he would quietly find a shadow to hide.The game made Egg very happy.He even disliked the enemy for being too stupid, like a group of snails guarding the treasure house with swords.

"They're too weak."

But Egg got a little tired gradually. Ordinary people are really not as fun as Trander.Later, he didn't bother to hide at all. When he encountered a soldier, he was directly knocked out and threw it in the grass.

Now, he intends to see the old governor - Cagel? Ale Yewen? Baron Du Wen.

This baron was originally the illegitimate son of the great aristocrat Alai Yewen's family, and later became the Governor of the Western Plateau.And the backer behind the baron is the Alai Yewen family - the pure blood faction, the henchman of the crown prince, and also the enemy of Trande.

Tomorrow night, the baron will hand over the position of governor to Trand.

Even the children on the side of the road know that the governor of the West Plateau is a fat job, and he can make money lying down and panting, and someone will rush to give the money just by yawning casually.In order to compete for this errand, behind the appointment of the governor of the past, there are turbulent battles behind it.But the strange thing is that the baron didn't seem to mind abdicating, and even ordered someone to pack his bags and prepare to return home early.

There's definitely something wrong with this.

Egg knew the Pure-blood nobles all too well.Those guys never did what they said.There are ten interpretations and one hundred intentions behind every behavior of the noble family.

"Let me see what kind of hole this man dug for Trand... Then I'll bury Trand in it." Egg laughed happily.

Egg found the study in the old governor's mansion.

The study is locked, but the lights are still on inside, presumably the owner just left for a while and will come back soon.Egg pondered for a while, then easily picked the lock with the wire.

"Hey, I am really suitable to be a thief."

Egg went in, looking at the bookcases and drawers at random.He found a letter with the Dauphin's coat of arms emblazoned on it with wax. "Sure enough, the old governor and the crown prince have shady affairs." Just as he was about to open the letter, he heard footsteps.

Probably the owner of the study has returned.

Do you want to run away?Egg thought for a while, "Forget it, stay and play with Your Excellency the Baron." So he simply sat on the governor's chair and waited for the other party to come in.

The door opened.

The baron came in with his head down, as if he was thinking about something, when he looked up, he saw a strange figure sitting in the darkness, and he panicked and shouted:

"Ah! Guards—guards!!"

"Good evening, Baron." Egg folded his fingers and said with a smile, "Tell me, His Royal Highness has something to tell me... Does he miss me?"

Under the silver moon, the black-haired young man sat gracefully, as if he was the owner of this mansion.