Lord Helanza

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shined in this city, this ancient city with a history of hundreds of years gradually awakened.

The fresh breeze dispersed the morning mist, the shrub walls on both sides of the city streets were covered with dew, and the buildings of different shapes in the city were shining in the morning sun.

Some crowds of onlookers gathered around the fountain in the central square of Iverson City. Everyone stood on the edge of the pool and pointed fingers at the bronze statue of the Grand Duke Busman in the center of the pool.

That is a huge bronze statue of more than ten meters high, showing the scene of the first Grand Duke Busman riding a Green Dragon fluttering his wings. Just below the Green Dragon is the monument base of the statue. , All around is carved with 49 war reliefs, which basically cover the great feats of the first Grand Duke Busman. Those war pictures show that the Ivolsons resisted various animal tides and were with the orcs in the Roland continent. Compete for various rich areas.

As the empires become stronger and stronger, in recent hundreds of years, although the campaign has ceased, there have been no small-scale conflicts. The Grimm empires have occupied the vast land along the eastern coast of the Roland continent. The orcs live on the barren plateau of Pai.

Of course, the people on the square are not paying attention to these, but people see that there are many youngsters hanging behind the water curtain of the fountain. These youngsters have their arms flush with their shoulders and are suspended by ropes. In front of the sculpture group, almost everyone was stripped of only a pair of underwear, and a wooden board was hung around their necks. On the wooden board, the name of each young nobleman and what they committed were written in red lacquer. Some brief counts.

The handwriting is very scribbled. Even the wooden boards seem to be the door panels of the shops around the square. I don’t know who stole them here.

These youngsters seem to be unconscious. Someone is standing on the floor of the fountain, intending to wake them up. They shouted for a few times but they didn't see any response.

"Hey, what are the mistakes of these youngsters, and they want to make it public!" Someone in the crowd asked puzzledly.

Some curious citizens passed through the water curtain of the fountain, ran inside to read the words on the wooden boards, and then walked out of the fountain with a weird face and stood on the stone steps beside the pool. I wiped off the water on my face with my hand, and then grinned and said to the citizens gathered by the fountain:

"I read the text on a few plaques, and it probably says they It was a group of deserters who escaped. It was because of their wrong tactical strategy on the front line that nearly 10,000 warriors in a battle group were slaughtered by the devil Legion, and then they turned their backs on Pena Legion and ran to Averson to try to join. Boothman Legion."

The bronze statue stands in the center of the fountain. These young nobles are hung from the relief murals on the base of the statue. They are also very eye-catching across the fountain.

"If these people join Bootman Legion, it means that our people will be pitted..." Someone said worriedly.

"My Heavens!" A middle-aged woman immediately put her hands on her chest, her expression very exaggerated.

An old man on crutches, wearing a decent noble dress, stood in the crowd and said righteously: "No! We want to prevent this from happening, and we want to jointly give Ivolson The City Council Hall must not allow this matter to be voted on by the council."

The old man who was still feeding the pigeons in the square also immediately echoed: "Yes, I want to write a letter to Sir President. "

Of course, some people think and ask questions: "Who actually tied them here, shouldn't people like them be kept in prison?"

His words As soon as he finished speaking, the people around immediately asked: "Have you ever seen a nobleman live in prison?"

People in the central square of Iverson were still arguing by the pool, but no one wanted to go. As for how to rescue these young nobles, it is the responsibility of the Avolson Guard Camp. It has nothing to do with them. What these citizens are more concerned about is that the entire incident will bring the city of Avolson. A series of influences.

Someone in the crowd yelled: "Stop arguing, the Knights from the guard camp are here, let them take care of this."

They ran across from the other side. The weather was hot. They were wearing thin leather armor with a shield and Knight long sword hanging beside the saddle. They came to the fountain and got off their horses. They asked the surrounding citizens about the situation. Then they found the young men hanging on the base of the statue. Nobleman, a young guard battalion Knight wanted to walk over to rescue these young nobles, but was pulled by another older guard battalion Knight.

"Hey, man, wait a minute, we should give a report first. Few people in Ivolson City dare to do this kind of thing!" The older guard battalion Knight looked a little cautious.

The young Knight looked suddenly, and said, "You mean the Quentin Young Master from the Bushman family?"

The older guard camp Knight spread out his hands. Some reluctantly said: "I'm just guessing, after all, before this kind of thing is figured out, no one can tell..." The power of the nobility, and publicize the bad practices of these young nobles, and accept the people's trial in the central square, which made the people of Ivolson City boil over. A group of Knights in the guard camp are maintaining order on the square. , But no one dared to rescue those young nobles openly.

And those young nobles don’t know what kind of magic they have, and they are still in a coma, but their lifeform signs are quite normal, but occasionally there are some spasms in the body, and everyone thinks they may have been hanged for a long time. Just like this, no one thought they were still struggling in a nightmare.

By the time Quentin Busman brought the castle guards to the central square of Iverson, it was almost noon.

The scorching sun shone, and the scorching sun's breath dissipated the nightmare breath that could only survive in the shadows, and the young nobles woke up slowly.

Quentin Busman waved his hand with a cold face, and a group of castle guards rushed up and rescued these young nobles from the relief base, lifted them out of the fountain, and placed them on the edge of the fountain. , And did not think about covering them a little bit of ugliness.

Under everyone's eyes, Quentin flushed with anger, wishing to throw them away and turn around.

After waiting for a while, none of the twenty young nobles woke up.

Knight by his side leaned close to Quentin and said a few words to Quentin in a low voice. Quentin ordered people to draw water from the pool, and showered them continuously on them. After a while, This group of young nobles woke up leisurely, but after they woke up, they all seemed to have been greatly frightened, watching all around in panic and alert, as if the demons and ghosts were hidden in the crowd all around.

Quentin Busman complexion ashen looked at the scene before him, and knight said solemnly: "Check me..."