Section 146 Conspiracy

The old prisoner raised his head.

Scadra was taken away when Byron evacuated the Hawk City. The reason for doing this is not so much a foreshadowing of foresight, but fortunately, Scadra survived. Because according to Byron's approach, he would undoubtedly kill Scadra.

Strictly speaking, Scadra did not stay in the cell for a long time, only half a year. Judging from the environment in his cell, he was not abused - it was quite good for a prisoner. This was mainly because Byron needed him to live. However, if Scadra's hair was a little black before, this would have disappeared without a trace. His head was found to be as white as a snowflake.

"Creo!" Scadra's mouth twitched and she called out the name.

"Sir, I'm sorry," said Cleo. "It made you suffer."

"Don't do this." Scadra's age is not in vain. He knew that Cleo was definitely not here to find him with conscience. "What do you want to know from me?"

"I'm sorry you think so." Cleo replied. "Mr. Scardra, you know, I have always respected you very much. This is not only because you are my boss, but also because you are my role model. Your various behaviors and your self-dedication and dedication have always been the objects of my efforts to imitate."

"It's a pity that this didn't stop you from rebelling, right?"

"Mr. Scardra, I remember I said before that this is the general trend and cannot be changed by myself. It should be said that it is more appropriate for each of them to be their Lord."

"You have only one legal monarch, and that is Queen Luvia Angel Makremiz."

Scardra originally thought Cleo would get angry, or at least make a few excuses, but the other party was surprised to be silent and didn't speak for a long time.

"Hey, maybe I'm really wrong," he said. "You're right. Although my position was provided to me by the Duke of Byron,... it was ultimately because he was the Regent... without a Queen, there would be no Regent."

"Hmph..." Scadra snorted, but to be honest, he was surprised. What the hell is Cleo here to do!

"Can I have a chance..." Cleo suddenly said. "Can you make up for this mistake?"

"What happened outside...?" Scadra asked instead of answering directly. "Her Majesty's army has surrounded this place?"

"You know this is impossible," Cleo replied. "You are not in the dark prison. I believe that as long as you calm down, you can hear the movements outside. Do you think it is like the movements of war? Maybe you will hear something else wrong, but at least... you can believe that the roar of the cannon will not be ignored by you."

"Is that?" Scadra replied. "So, can you tell me what's going on outside? What happened in such a long time since I was locked up here?"

"It's really hard to say." Clio said. "Although many of us believe that the little queen can't hold on, she just hold on. She rebuilt her palace and firmly controls the Guards in her hands. In addition, she also declared that the lords who concealed taxes were rebellious... probably so much. Of course, Duke Byron also did a lot of things, he won a lot of aid and gained a lot of new followers...

The current situation is that our little queen leads her army to fight and vows to eliminate the rebellion in one fell swoop. The Duke of Byron also leads his army out to resist." Clio replied. "So the city is very relaxed now, so I can find an opportunity to come here without worrying about being discovered... By the way, I will explain it in particular," Clio said. "Byron's military strength is three times that of Her Majesty the Queen, so most people think that Byron's chance of winning this decisive battle is much greater."

"I don't believe you." After a long time, Scadra finally said.

"It's okay, we made the wrong choice at that time, and it's normal for you to distrust it." Cleo replied. "But you should understand... what's the point of lying to you for me?"

"Who else?"

"Essin," Cleo replied. "We are both."

"You...wrong choice? You mean...you regret it?" Scadra became even more confused.

"Yes, I regret it. To be honest... this incident came from Essin. We originally thought... there was only one underage queen in the royal family, but the country was in trouble with internal and external troubles. In this case, rather than being loyal to the royal family and putting the country and the people in danger, it is better to use another method. This is just like building a house. If a piece of wood cannot be used as a beam to support the roof, then the only way is to change it to another piece of wood. Because of this idea, we finally followed the Duke of Byron. But it turns out that... Byron is not the kind of monarch we want. He does not have the ability to support this country. His past practices were a performance, not the real him."

Scardra finally stood up and came to the door of the iron gate, looked at Cleo outside, and stared for a long time.

"Byron, you should have made many beautiful promises to you, right?" Scadra said. "It's nothing to surprise... Originally, everyone would do such a promise. But his coup was not successful, so in his eyes, he felt that he didn't need to fulfill those promises, because things didn't succeed, there was no way to start with the reward. Then in your eyes, he should fulfill those promises, because it's not that you failed to complete his task, but that he didn't arrange the overall situation himself. So... you have a conflict? I guess that's the case, right?"

"You are so wise," Cleo replied. "If you have to understand this, then I can't do anything about it."

"what do you want to do?"

"Mr. Scardra, I believe you must remember that that night, the two of us... took the lead in attacking the palace." Clio replied. "Although we regret it now, I believe that the little queen will definitely be impressed by what happened that night. Oh, please forgive me for judging the gentleman with the heart of a villain... But we are worried that relying solely on ourselves, no matter how we admit our mistakes, the little queen will not forgive us. Maybe before we speak, she will order us to hang us. The ministers around her now only know Ash Rufate. Although Ash Rufate is very popular under her hands, I think he may not stand up to plead for us when we are hanged. He will definitely feel that we deserve it. So in order not to happen, a little queen must trust or even respectful person to plead for us, explain our confession and give us the opportunity to make up for the merits."

"..." Scadra did not answer for a moment.

"Of course, we'll find a way to get you out of here," Cleo said. "Back to the little queen."

"What do you want to do?"

"Ah, there is no need to do anything. The warden... has been convinced by me. It is not difficult to convince him, because Byron and the Queen are fighting now, and the entire Grooney, perhaps the entire Seven Kingdoms, are watching this war, waiting for the final result... Of course, there is no result yet. But in this case, everyone will naturally have a small selfish desire, that is, to be able to step on two ships. It's that simple."

"He is not afraid..."

"Not afraid, after all, Byron has no interest in you. Have you ever seen him since you were caught here? Has he ever asked someone to interrogate you? No. I can even be sure that unless someone mentioned it, he might have completely forgotten your existence. No one has ever cared about your health. Your age is here again... If there is any accident in your age... it is really not doubtful. If you report the news of your death from illness, no one will be suspicious. All you have to do is put on makeup and leave here quietly. I will naturally arrange other things."

While saying these words, Cleo took out a bunch of keys and shook it at Scadra.

"Okay... then open the door." Scadra said silent for a few seconds. "I will speak for you in front of the Queen... If I'm an old guy, I'll speak for you."

"You're underestimating yourself too much." Cleo smiled and immediately inserted the key into the keyhole.

...

Tonight, the moon is hidden and the stars are sparse.

A figure lurked on the top of a small hill, carefully observing the road ahead. To be honest, with the ability of human vision, no matter how they exercise, they cannot see the distance clearly on such nights. If someone passes the road quietly and hands, the observer may not be able to discover it. Fortunately, what he is waiting for is not a guest who may pass quietly.

There are few individual roads in the world, and here is no exception. There are countless forks on the road passing through the mountains, and each fork extends a branch. If these branches are not small enough, they will continue to split. This is the intersection of a small road. It is better to say that it is a beast path than a road. Because it has not (at least rarely) been renovated by humans. It is the kind of passage that is naturally formed due to the terrain.

Here comes! The observer heard the heavy sound of horse hooves. On this quiet night, the sound of horse hooves was particularly clear. Not to mention such an experienced observer, even a person without any auditory training, could hear that there was only one horse running on the road.

In the night, you can barely see a trace of white passing through the road, which is the limit of human vision.

After a long time, the sound of horse hooves had gone away. The surroundings returned to quiet, leaving only the chirping of a few insects.

The observer slowly pulled out a messaging scroll from his hand and tore it apart.

Although the magic scroll is a magical product, it is a very convenient thing to use and can be used by anyone with a little training. "Report to the Duke, the goal is indeed riding alone as agreed."
Chapter completed!