A Tale of Strategies For the Throne - 323. Chapter 323

Just when the drunken band leader’s unbearable words made the always good-tempered Garland almost angry once the hot bandit broke, the little leader who was urinating not long ago rushed back in a hurry and grabbed his home at a critical moment. The unreliable old man screamed at the group of skinless and faceless subordinates, and kicked and beat them all back.

It was hard to get rid of the group of drunk nasty pig teammates. He didn’t have time to relax. After pondering for a while, Thrall scratched his messy black hair irritably, holding a kind of tragic feeling. The determination to walk towards his own residence.

Although his instinct tells him that it is a very dangerous thing to approach that man, but thinking of what the “girl” said to him before the man broke in, he felt that he had to ask clearly, no matter what, what was that sentence? What’s the meaning.

A place to stay…

The people of Fira have been lost in the desert for too long…

When he stepped into his own house, although the guards outside the house did not stop him, they looked at him with extremely bad eyes.

Thrall lowered his mouth, pretending that he couldn’t see the anger in the guard’s eyes.

But he can also understand, after all, the farce made by his father and the group of subordinates drunk wildly is really embarrassing to the Feila bandit group.

Don’t talk about the guards. Seriously, if it wasn’t his father, he would want to beat the old guy himself.

And Thrall can guarantee that if he hadn’t arrived in time, with the old guy’s open mouth, the group of them would definitely have been horrible.

If you don’t talk about these guards that are not easy at first sight, Thrall’s intuition tells him that maybe just the man in black can solve them all.

Thrall opened the door and walked into his room, and when he looked up, he was taken aback.

He saw the man in black standing opposite, his head slightly lowered, as if he was talking to the people around him.

The sharp eyebrows showed a softness, and the almost substantive hostility that radiated from him when he first saw it was gone.

But what stunned Thrall was the slightly smaller person next to the man in black.

Gallan had taken off his thick cloak, and his long black hair was tied into a bunch on the back of his neck.

He was wearing a light sleeveless tunic short robe, and his slender waistline was outlined by a dark belt.

Although the face is extremely beautiful, but at a glance, no one will admit that he is wrong, that is a teenager.

No wonder–

No wonder he felt something was wrong.

When he first saw Garlan, he felt that although this’girl’ was indeed beautiful, she did not seem to have any femininity for some reason.

At that time, he was still murmured in his heart for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it’s really not a female.

……and many more!

In other words, did he rob a boy back in the name of the robber’s wife? ? ?

Hold!

If this group of bastards knew about this, he would definitely laugh at him to death.

Wipe! Wipe! His first name!

Just after thinking about it in his heart, the young man suddenly turned his head to look at him, his golden eyes were slightly bent, his expression seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he had guessed what he was thinking.

Thrall immediately held his mind and warned himself not to think too much.

Whether this man is a man or a woman has little to do with him, after all, the ransom paid by the fat sheep will not change regardless of whether it is a man or a woman.

And the current situation seems that the sky-high ransom he expected is probably gone, and his most beloved gold coin is gone.

After all, what he snatched back was not the fat sheep he thought, but more like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

Thrall took a deep breath and raised his head to meet the bright golden eyes of the young man.

He asked: “What did you mean by giving us a place to stay?”

He is the leader of a horse thief, who doesn’t know the skills of rounding corners and side-strikes. They are best at stabbing them with a knife and seeing blood directly.

Therefore, he was too lazy to be vague, and straightforwardly asked the question he cared about most.

Gallan smiled.

“More than four hundred years ago, Aaron Landis had a King Namir. He opened up and expanded the territory and doubled the land of Aaron Landis.”

He didn’t answer Thrall’s question, instead he told a historical story that seemed to have nothing to do with it.

“This king Aaron Landis, who is highly praised for his pioneering territory, has left behind many legends, and most of these legends have ten knights who followed him to fight in all directions.”

“These ten loyal knights who followed King Namir, and the powerful knights who fought for him finally received rewards that matched their merits.”

“When the war ended, King Namair bestowed these ten knights with honorary titles, large sums of wealth, and fiefdoms.”

“These ten knights established their own families because of this, and their glorious names have been passed on from generation to generation and become immortal legends.”

Gallan stared at Thrall.

The leader of this young gangster who has always seemed lazy, as if he didn’t care about anything, was a little bit stubborn, and seemed to be generous, and knew how to advance and retreat at the critical moment of his life.

A pair of hanging eyes stared at Garlan solemnly, expressionless, but the corners of his eyes were hanging slightly, and he couldn’t see his emotions at the moment.

“Feiqier.”

When the name came out of Garlan’s mouth, Thrall’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.

“At the time, one of the ten great knights under King Namir, the mountain knight who enjoyed a great reputation and left a glorious name in the legend…”

Seeing the young horse thief leader unconsciously tighten his lips, Gallan paused and continued.

“… He would never have imagined that more than four hundred years later, his descendants would become infamous horse thieves.”

An understatement, it hit Thrall’s chest like a heavy hammer.

It made him almost unable to breathe.

“Feiqier, four hundred years ago, he fought to protect the Aaron Landis people, but four hundred years later, his descendants became bandits who made a living by murder and robbery.”

“We never kill innocent people!”

Thrall retorted coldly.

“Everyone in the Thrall Desert knows that we, the people of Fira, always only ask for money and don’t hurt lives!”

The teenager tilted his head slightly.

“so what?”

he asks.

“Just ask for money, don’t hurt lives, you are not horse thieves?”

Thrall breathed.

The boy’s words hit the nail on the head, and stripped away their disguise nakedly.

Just ask for money, don’t hurt lives.

This is the final limit for the people of Fera.

This is their last persistence as the descendants of the glorious knight.

… Even if this so-called persistence is so empty and weak, it is their self-deception.

In the dead silence, Thrall clenched his fists hard.

He gritted his teeth, his clenched fingers were so hard that his palms stabbed.

Feiqier.

Knight in the high mountains.

The name of the glory bestowed by King Minar has been submerged in the river of history, and has never seen the sun for hundreds of years.

These descendants of them dare not even say the name of their ancestors, but dare to call themselves Ferans.

But no matter how concealed, what they did eventually tarnished the glory of the ancestors…

Thrall opened his eyes with a deep breath of muddy breath, his eyes had disappeared from the usual wanderings, but showed deep bitterness.

Feiqier.

The name of the ancestor that has weighed down on their past generations has been weighing heavily on their hearts, making them breathless.

His father drank all the year round, so it was because he couldn’t bear the pressure.

The descendants of the once glorious great knights have become the most inferior bandits.

It used to be a sharp sword in the hands of the king to protect the people, but now it can only make a living by plundering the people.

How sad.

“This sir, although I don’t know who you are, you must be a noble person, who is unattainable to a gangster like me.”

Thrall, who had calmed down, stared at the teenager opposite, and said solemnly.

“A person like you has not only found out the bottom of our Ferra people, but also deliberately found an excuse to come here. What is the purpose?”

“I can’t think of what value we people have worth the calculations of a noble person like you.”

Garlan looked at him, the corners of his mouth raised.

“My purpose, I have already said it.”

“…”

“I want you to give me this desert with the same name as you.”

“……I do not understand what you mean.”

“It’s very simple, I want you, and the people of Fera, to be my sword from today to sweep this desert for me.”

Garland said,

“I said, I don’t want your money, and I will give you a lot of money.”

“I will give you five years. After five years, I want you to have no other bandits in the Thrall Desert except for the people of Fira.”

Thrall’s heart palpitated.

“You want us to help you eliminate other bandits in the Thrall Desert?”

“That’s it.”

Thrall frowned.

“Why did you choose us?”

Gallan laughed.

He put a finger up, his golden eyes slightly bent.

He said: “Because of all the bandits in the Thrall Desert, only the Feila people only ask for money and don’t hurt lives.”

“…”

Thrall was silent for a long time.

He said: “I need time to think about it.”

“Can.”

Gallan nodded.

Thrall raised his eyes and glanced at Garlan, then subconsciously looked to the left to the man in black.

The man had black hair, and his dark hair, which was much darker than him, seemed to melt from the night.

When he stood quietly, he seemed to be the incarnation of the night, his eyes only falling on the young man.

Contrary to men, although teenagers are also black, they give people a very bright feeling.

It wasn’t because of the skin color. The brightness seemed to seep out of the boy’s body. The place where he was, seemed to have a soft light.

Obviously the extremes of dissimilarity, when I don’t know why I stand together, I feel an indescribable sense of harmony.

I don’t know what the relationship between these two people is.

The man didn’t look like a character who would be subordinate to others, but he seemed to be obedient to the teenager.

Thrall felt that there was an illusion of seeing a desert wolf that had been tamed by his grandfather before.

This thought just flashed through Thrall’s mind.

He shook his head, without thinking, turned around and left here quickly.

The answer he gave to the young man related to the future destiny of the entire Ferans.

He must think about it…

…………

After Thrall left, Huimos, who had been holding his arms against the wall, raised his eyes, and glanced at the back of the bandit leader from the corner of his eye.

“Do you think he can do it?”

According to the intelligence of the investigation, although the Feila bandit group is one of the several bandit groups entrenched in the desert of Sal, or a bandit group born and raised here, it is the weakest among these bandit groups.

The Sivari bandit group that attacked them is also stronger than them.

But this is unavoidable. After all, the Feila bandit group is quite restrained even if it robs, unlike other bandit groups that are so brutal and vicious.

With less harvest, the natural development is not as good as other bandits.

“I saw it with my own eyes when I came here. Although it is a bandit camp, the atmosphere inside is very good. There are many elderly people, women, children and children.”

Garlan said with a chuckle.

“It can be seen that they all love wearing their leader from the bottom of their hearts… So Thrall must be nice to them.”

He said indifferently: “Even if I had to choose a knife, I wouldn’t choose Siwari. I am too dirty.”

“But as far as I know, it is difficult for the Fira Bandit to defeat the Sivari Bandit.”

“Ah, this one.”

Gallan coughed and looked at Hiemos.

“I think it shouldn’t be very eye-catching that someone got into the bandit group in Fera.”

Huimos raised his eyebrows.

“You let me pretend to be a horse thief?”

“…Just this time!”

Let the dignified prince of Aaron Landis, known as the strongest black knight, pretend to be a horse thief, and Galan knew that he was wrong.

He smiled at Huimos, and all kinds of praise and praise were quickly thrown on Huimos.

“As long as you take the initiative, you can solve everything. As strong as you, you don’t even need other people. One person can solve the Sivari bandits.”

Garland looked at Heimos and whispered, “You can wear a mask so that others won’t recognize it.”

He blinked and added another kindly.

“I’ll prepare the mask for you, okay?”

Huimos laughed.

He looked at Garlan’s eyes with a pampering and indulgence that was about to overflow.

“good.”

He said.

Just when Gallan was relieved because his purpose was successful, Huimos suddenly leaned over.

The thin lips leaned on the young man’s slightly opened lips, and he kissed like that, and even took a bite of the pink lips.

“Then I will accept the deposit first.”

He said,

“I will ask you for the rest of the remuneration afterwards.”

Garland, who was caught off guard by the tofu, stayed for a while.

“remuneration?”

“certainly.”

Huimos was justified.

“It’s no good who will do for you?”

Garland: “…”

I don’t know why, it seems impossible to refute it.

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The role of Thrall was actually supposed to be a subordinate role of Gallan set in the text, and the people of Fera were also a force under Gallan’s income.

It can be regarded as a force that corrects evil and returns to righteousness.

It should have appeared in Garland’s deeds of fighting the invaders Gasdad and opening and widening trade routes. Later, taking into account procrastination and other problems, it was cut down and not written.

But after thinking about it, I decided to write this role out as a fan.

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