It's the mallet—once a member of the Garlic Mercenaries.
Look at the belongings and money of people trying to flee the fighting that litter the streets.
Of course, if he continues to persevere, he can learn a lot.
"What are you doing standing here?"
Hearing Zhang Xun's question, Gavel was startled
"That...I...I'm a little tired..."
"You want to rob, don't you?" Zhang Xun asked.
"Oh, no, I would never do such a thing!"
The gavel trembled in his hand.
The other day he sacked the city of Eisenberg after the battle and remembers being hit hard by it.
Old problems are not so easy to change, he hesitated for a while, but was caught by the magic eye.
"No matter how tired you are, you must persist to the end! You are too lazy!"
"Well, I'm going to fight now!"
The gavel rushed over.
Looking at the scattered trophies on the ground, but he dared not take the gavel, he was very sad.
But he has no guts to disobey the order.
"Don't back down, stick to the end, wait a little longer, reinforcements will arrive!"
Fei Li directly led the Knights, fighting in the streets.
Things are getting worse, but he still believes he still has a chance.
It is because of Marquis Suleiman and Emperor Rudolph.
Hold on a little longer, and the enemy will retreat.
In fact, they are literally committing suicide.
But the momentum is in favor of the anti-057 revolutionary army.
There are only a few hundred titans left on my side, and Feili can't compete with them at all.
"Where's Lazri?"
When things started to get out of hand, Duke Li called for Lazli.
"Lazli said that he was going to guard something at the pier an hour ago."
"What?"
"He said you made him do it, father, isn't there such a thing?" Aslan asked Duke Ferry, frowning.
While listening, School Disciple went to the pier to look for it.
Moments later, the envoy who went looking for it returned with startling news.
"There are no wyvern-flagged ships there."
"No, this... this is impossible!!"
If it can get the strength of the Konrad Kingdom and the full support of the Barlocke Empire, then Fiery can achieve true independence.
As a result, the Duke of Ferry was overjoyed and declared independence, thinking that the development of the situation was as he expected.
But with the development of things, the situation took a full 180-degree turn.
The power of the Holy Empire far exceeded his imagination.
"Did I suddenly become a clown in the hands of Emperor Rudolph?"
He blushed with anger.
"Your Majesty, the enemy is getting closer to the palace!"
"Reinforcements, reinforcements come here!"
The news was being delivered by the messenger, but the duke's head was blurred.
Just then, Prince Aslan spoke.
"We'd better retreat at once."
"Retreat? Where are you going to flee to?"
"We have no hope in Alvira. Why don't we just leave the palace and go to the southern continent?"
"Southern Continent?"
"Those people said that there are still ships in the dock. If we go to sea, the Holy Empire will not be able to catch up with us."
If the duke wanted to surrender, it was questionable whether his enemies would accept it.
And if they really want to flee to the Kingdom of Castile or other countries, those countries are unlikely to take them in due to their relationship with the Holy Empire.
Aslan was sure it would be better to go south across the sea.
The Duke, who had been thinking about his son's words, sighed, looked at the ground, and said, "Is that the only choice left?"
"In this case, that's the only way!" Aslan replied.
"In that case, then do as you say!"
Having decided to flee, they immediately began transporting the remaining supplies of the palace to the ships in the dock.
The situation is grim, they only took the more important things, but they didn't take away the treasures and gold shops from these years.
"Treasures are important, but..."
Aslan rushed to the Royal Library, where several important documents were stored.
The library has become a mess.
Administrators and clerks are burning important documents.
However, the imperial army was right in front of the palace, and people started fleeing in all directions.
Several clerks were responsible for burning any papers that might damage the Duke's family's reputation. (cdch) "Get rid of everything here!"
Aslan ordered the guards to destroy the papers and took several books from the innermost shelf.
The bookshelf slides aside and opens like a door to reveal a hidden room.
Bastards! They're only here to fuck us!
In the secret room are secret letters and trade books between Duke Feili and Feilong.
There's also information about the secret plans they've been working on.
It also holds the record for the Barlocke Empire knight Lazri disguised as a mercenary.
Aslan picked out the most important ones.
He wanted to reduce the number of documents as much as possible, because it was very difficult to carry, and there were too many important documents.
While thinking of a solution, Aslan's eyes fell on a young man.
"Look here, you! Come move these with me!"
"Ah! OK!" the man replied.
The young man with cold eyes ran over, and Aslan handed him some documents.
"Are they important?"
"They are important, well, but not now!"
Aslan took the documents and rushed to the carriage.
When he reached the carriage, the Duke of Ferry and his other main retainers were already there.
"How did you take so long?"
"Something I have to take away."
"Come on, if we're late, we're dead!"
When they arrived at the pier, the duke set sail in three oar boats with the treasures and guards.
"Please take us!"
"Turn around now! Duke, we believe in you, we will do whatever it takes! We have given you full power over the manor, you can't do this to us!"
After hearing the news of the retreat, the nobles of the lower class and the neighboring lords ran to the pier for help.
However, the duke was prepared to relentlessly attack anyone who tried to approach his ship.
Soldiers fired bows and crossbows at the nobles.
"Ah!"
"Damn man! You must die!"
The boat was out of the dock and started to speed up.
Later, the imperial army found out and wanted to catch up, but it was too late.
One day I will come back! Duke Ferry thought to himself.
Aslan was looking for someone on the deck.
"Captain, did you see the little clerk who came in with me?"
"who?"
"He's about this height, with black hair, and a build..." Aslan said gesticulating.
"Well, I was in a hurry to go to sea, so I didn't see who got on the boat."
Aslan's face hardened quickly.
The documents he handed over to the young man were very important.
"It's impossible, can't he get on the boat...
"Maybe he's on another ship.
"Find him right away."
Aslan was waiting for good news, but after a while he was told that there was no such person.
A few days later....
