Seeing that Goel was about to suffocate, Sandos let go of his hand. Goel gasped for a long time and gradually calmed down.
"Tell me, what do you want to do?"
Sandos smiled and said: "I told you, I brought you good news, news about your son."
Hearing these words, Goel instantly forgot his confusion and fear. He grabbed Sandos's hand and asked, "Where is my son? Have you found him?"
Sandos was silent for a long time, then frowned and said: "Count Uzi, half a year ago, His Highness the Prince came to your city gate. When we needed help the most, you rejected us."
Goel was startled, and then he knelt on the ground with a plop.
"This is my fault, an unforgivable crime. I surrendered to the shameless thief. You can chop off my head now!" Goel raised his head and looked at Sandos with red eyes, "But this
It's not Wesley's fault, he is just a child. If he said anything to His Highness the Prince that he shouldn't have said, it was because of my instructions. I beg you, tell me his whereabouts and let me rescue him.
, I am willing to use my life to pay for my sins!"
"Do you think your words can really make up for this sin? Do you know how much the prince has suffered in the past six months? Do you know..."
"That's enough," Doranor interrupted Sandos, "your prince has never suffered at all. The lord loves him as much as he loves his wife. I don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"
Doranor walked to Goel, leaned down, and whispered: "Do you want to see your son? If you really want to see him, come with us now, just you."
A person followed them out of the castle late at night. No one with any brain would do such a stupid thing. But Goel simply agreed. For a person who has lost all hope, death is no longer such a terrible thing.
.
He wanted to change his clothes and prepare a carriage, but Doranor thought it was not necessary.
"You miss your son very much, right? I think you don't mind walking two extra steps for him," Doranor pointed to the back garden of the castle, "We leave through the back door. I don't want to alert your guards.
It’s best not to let too many people know about this kind of thing.”
Goel felt that he had been kidnapped, but he had no intention of resisting. If he could exchange his life for Wesley, such an ending would be enough for him to die with a smile on his face.
Goel took everyone to the back garden. Doranor saw that there were still guards at the door, so he simply opened a hole in the wall and went straight through.
Ge Er opened his mouth and didn't close it for a long time.
"He, he's a wizard?"
Sandos smiled and said: "Now you should know how we got in."
Doranor led Sandos and Goel back and forth on the paths. He opened a crack in the city wall and led the two of them out of Drawshaft City.
They walked until they reached a remote and deserted village, and when they arrived near a farmhouse, Doranor began to imitate bird calls.
This is the secret signal between him and Tyr. If he breaks into the farmhouse rashly, he will probably die from Dorothy's venom.
After hearing Tyr's response, Doranor led the two of them into the courtyard, where Tyr and Dorothy stood in the yard.
"Is this the lord of Drawing City, Count Golwuzi?"
Goel looked at Tyer calmly, nodded and said: "I am the lord of Drawsha City. You can do whatever you want to me. I just want to take a look at my son, just one look."
"Just one look?" Tyer was stunned, then smiled, "You just want to take a look? Don't you want to take him home?"
Gore looked at everyone in surprise, and everyone smiled. Dorothy whistled, and Ada took Wesley out of the house.
"Let's see if this is your precious son."
Wesley looked at Goel with tears in his eyes. He was about to rush into his father's arms, but found that his father rushed over first.
The father and son hugged each other tightly. They were crying, but they couldn't make a sound.
After hugging him like this for more than ten minutes, Goel slowly let go of Wesley. Looking at Wesley's missing left ear and two fingers on his left hand, Wesley felt his heart bleeding.
But his son is still alive, which is more important than anything else.
"Does it hurt?" Geer gently stroked his son's wound.
"It doesn't hurt," Wesley wiped away the tears on his face and said through gritted teeth, "It was the beasts from Benlang Country who did it, and it was the warriors from Broken Snow City who saved me."
Goel nodded, turned around, knelt down on one knee, and said to everyone: "Whatever you want, just say it. As long as it is what I have, I will give it to you with both hands."
"This is somewhat sincere!" Sandos nodded and said seriously, "Listen carefully, I don't want to ask for anything from you, not wealth or food, because Drawsha City is already so poor that I have nothing.
As long as you promise me one thing, from today on, you will immediately break with the false king Charlemagne. You must be loyal to His Highness Chris wholeheartedly and help him regain the throne at all costs..."
Sandos was lecturing Goel incessantly, and Ada suddenly came to him and whispered a few words in his ear. Sandos turned to look at Ada, rolled his eyes, and fell asleep on the ground.
It seems that besides singing, the Siren has other ways of making people fall asleep.
"A young man can be more garrulous than an old lady. This is really disgusting!" Ada looked at Sandos with contempt.
"Thank God," Dorothy breathed out, "If you hadn't struck first, I would have wanted to poison him immediately!"
Tyr smiled, stepped forward to help Goel up, and said, "I only have two conditions. Promise me, and you can take your son away immediately."
"You just say it, I will use the strength of the whole city to do everything I can!"
"Don't be so nervous," Tire said with a smile, "these two things are not that difficult. The first thing is that our admiral will send you and your son back to the castle, but just like when you came, I hope you don't
Alarm anyone."
Goel was startled, this was not a request at all.
"The second thing," Tyr continued, "After returning to the castle, in the next few months, don't let your son show up. We originally wanted to send him directly to your castle, but we don't want to
If there are too many surprises, there may be Charlemagne's spy beside you. You know Charlemagne's temperament. If he knows that you are involved with Suixue City, I'm afraid he will cut you into pieces."
Goel was completely dumbfounded. This was not a request at all. These two things were entirely for his benefit.
"That's all that needs to be said, take your son and go!" Tyr patted Wesley on the shoulder, and Doranor said to Goel: "It's almost dawn, we should set off."
…
Until he entered the bedroom, Goel still couldn't believe that this was true. The warriors and wizards of Broken Snow City desperately rescued his child, and even sent him back to him without any conditions.
Doranor completed his mission and turned around to leave, but Goel suddenly remembered his gold coins.
"Please wait a moment," Goel moved the gold coin box. "There are only more than 700 gold coins here, but this is all my current property. I know this amount of money is insignificant, but please be sure to accept it. Please tell me
Viscount Victor, this is my heart."
Doranor shook his head and smiled and said: "Keep these gold coins. Drawing City needs them even more. If Broken Snow City needs your help in the future, I hope you can lend a helping hand like us."
Doranor opened a passage on the wall. He was about to leave when he turned around and warned again: "In two days, a fleet will arrive at your dock. That is a gift from Lord Victor."
."
"Gift?"
"It's just one million pounds of grain," Doranor said with a smile, "I hope it can help you tide over the difficulties."
…
On the way back to Broken Snow City, Doranor hummed a song and drove the carriage speeding along the path. Taire said beside him: "Old wizard, do you think this is really the right thing to do? Why don't we act like San
Like Doss, let Goel swear allegiance to our lord in public?"
What Tyr said was taught to him by the old wizard. In fact, he did not agree with the old wizard's ideas in his heart.
Dolanor sneered: "If the oath is really useful, I firmly believe that this world will be better than heaven."
"Isn't there such a kind of witchcraft that can punish those who break the oath?" Speaking of the word witchcraft, Tyre still couldn't bear the disgust in his heart.
"If there is such witchcraft, wizards will become human angels," Doranor continued to hum, interspersed with some verses from time to time, "When the spring breeze quietly comes to your window, it will quietly nourish all things,
It has come, but it will not make a sound... This is a poem written by the lord, have you heard it?"
"I have no impression," Tell shook his head and said, "Does this poem have any special meaning?"
Doranor smiled and said: "Golwuzi is an upright person. Instead of using kindness to coerce, it is better to use silent influence. When we really need him, I firmly believe that he knows what to do, and Charlemagne will force him to do it."
He does."
…
In the secret room of the castle, the lord's wife was cleaning her son's wounds. Her tears never stopped, half because of joy, and the other half because of distress.
"Stop crying, mother, father will take revenge on me." After this ordeal, Wesley became much stronger.
"Yes, we must take revenge." Goel unfolded the map and looked at Zhilin City quietly on the map. "When the time comes, I will kill all those running wolf bastards and the false king Charlemagne."
A maid walked to the door and whispered: "Lord, the Prime Minister is here and he wants to see you immediately."
"Meet me immediately," Goel sneered, "What's making him so anxious?"
"I dare not ask, sir, Prime Minister, it's very, very scary..."
"Don't be afraid, I'll go see him right away." Goel changed his clothes and came to the front hall. Spindu sat on a chair and looked at him with a ferocious expression.
"Regivict sent people to attack the friendly camp. Do you know about this?"
"Sir, you are confusing me by asking this. I don't even know which friendly country you are talking about, let alone which camp you are talking about."
"Don't pretend to be confused, my old friend," Spindu stood up and said, "I heard they kidnapped your son."
"My son?" Goel pretended to be surprised, "Why is my son in the friendly camp?"
"Put this matter aside for now. Let me ask you again, how much contact do you have with Reggie Victor?"