Chapter 156 Conspiracy

"Besides, his intelligence is true," Byron said. "I have news from other sources, which is basically consistent with what he said."

Byerheim said nothing.

"It's the acquaintance he mentioned just now..." Byron pondered. "There may be a chance here."

“What opportunity?”

"I'm in the north and have a certain connection. Now that the little queen leads the main force here, the defense of the Eagle Falcon City must be very empty. If we can properly contact a group of forces... we don't even need to do it directly. Just bluff, the little queen must withdraw Eagle Falcon City. At that time, things will change fundamentally."

He clenched his fists. His power was swallowed up in big mouths in the past month, but as long as he was given a chance, he would turn over again.

Looking back now, the way to evacuate Eagle Falcon City was still a little too hasty. If he left enough power in Eagle Falcon City, he could be mobilized at will now, which forced the little queen to turn around.

"But...this..."

"To do this, I'm afraid a suitable envoy is needed. But the problem is that the city of Fornoros is now surrounded, and entering and leaving requires huge risks," Byron said. "But this old acquaintance in Essin gave us a chance."

"But this matter..." Byerheim realized the true meaning of his father's words. "If that old acquaintance knew... how could those scumbags miss such an opportunity? What is face?"

"Yes, if he knew, he wouldn't have missed this opportunity." Byron admitted. "But what if he didn't?" Byron said.

...

Of course Essin did not return to his residence to rest. He just walked around the streets and immediately walked towards Cleo's home after confirming that no one was following him.

It must be said that although Essin said that when he met Byron just now, he went to Byron's mansion without stopping as soon as he came back, this was not the case. Because when he walked into Cleo's residence, there were already three people waiting for him here.

"Essin, are you back? So soon?" Cleo was surprised. "Have you met Duke Byron?"

"Of course soon," Essin exhaled. "I'll go empty-handed and come back empty-handed." He smiled. "But fortunately, if he had a lot of reward for me, I would have hesitated."

"Are there any way back now?" Cleo asked.

"Of course not." Essin replied. He brought the door and came to his seat next to the table (a seat for him is left here), picked up the beer and took a big sip. "What is this?"

"Dwarf beer," Cleo replied. "It is said to be a 'mountain' brand, a famous brand among the dwarfs. I have to give us all a reason to gather here. Drinking is a good excuse."

Essin looked at the other two. One of them was a middle-aged man with a bearded face, the warden of Fornoros City. The other thin young man was an officer of the Fornoros City Garrison (of course, he was not on duty today). Both of them were flexible men and refused to hang themselves on a tree. So Cleo used his stake to persuade them to help. Then again, if it weren't for their assistance, Essin wouldn't have been able to send an old man out of the city as smoothly.

"Well, Essin, we're all here now." Cleo took the initiative to speak. "Tell me the details. Have you met the Queen?"

"See." Essin replied. "My predictions were very accurate, and I was almost done... Fortunately, our Lord Scadra was present. I should praise him, because I would definitely not be able to drink here without him." He said, and he drank another big sip of mountain beer. "I would definitely spend the night on the gallows yesterday."

"The first reaction of the little queen is to kill you?"

"Who told me that I was his personal bodyguard?" Essin replied. "And I took someone to arrest her personally. I guess that night when our little queen had hidden, must have cursed me countless times." He laughed mockingly. "But fortunately, with our Lord Scadra present, she finally reluctantly forgave me. Well, everyone, now our problem is no longer a dangerous problem, but a future problem. What do you think?"

"To be honest," Cleo said in contemplation. "I think there is no future for going back with bare hands."

Everyone nodded, including Essin.

Although the little queen forgave their previous betrayal, she certainly could not have given them a title. According to the usual logic, the credit for rescuing Scadra was only offset by the crimes they committed in the past. Essin's identity as a "knight" would never be reissued (Essin and Byron were declared rebels together, deprived of all titles).

Since ancient times, traitors who changed their camps have had a hard time. Maybe they will be granted high-ranking officials and honored titles because of some need, but they must be destined to be discriminated against and vigilant.

Most monarchs use words like "good birds choose trees to rest" to deceive people, but unless they can really show strong abilities, most of these "good birds" end up with depressed consequences.

"It's fine," the warden said. "I'm not young anymore. As long as I can keep my family safe, I will be satisfied and don't ask for more."

"Don't worry. The queen has agreed... Otherwise, I wouldn't have come back."

The warden nodded, knowing that what Essin said was true, and the queen would not break his promise to a little person like him.

"But we still have to do something before we leave," Cleo replied. "The opportunity is rare now."

"Three days later, my team will be on duty on the city wall." The officer replied. "That's the chance to leave. But I guess once I leave... I can't come back."

"I have an idea," said Essin. "I am now in charge of guarding the granary...My subordinates are now loyal to me, and in fact they have all agreed to follow me."

Everyone else smiled. Although Fornoros City is very strong, the panic atmosphere in the city is already quite obvious. Everyone thinks that Byron may not be able to survive this round.

"You mean...burn food and grass?"

"This is a great credit," Essin replied. "But I can't do it alone. I only have a dozen people under my command, and such a handful of people can't do much. In addition, the fire will be discovered together. We can only burn a small part of the food and grass at most... This level is not calculated as a credit... It would be great if there was reliable fuel. In this way, the entire grain warehouse could be burned."

"I have a lot of asphalt here." The city defense officer's eyes lit up. "The city defense equipment. That thing must be suitable for burning food and grass."

"Can you give me some?"

"I think it's okay."

"Very good, so that's it..." The four of them began to discuss various details.

At dusk, Essin finally returned to his residence. He walked carefully and thought about the plan he had set today, considering various details and possibilities. He was thinking too deeply, so he did not react until someone patted his shoulder.

Essin's hand was quickly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and then he realized that he had been surrounded by three people. He was familiar with the one leading the way, and that was Bayerheim, the eldest son of Duke Byron.

"Esing!" Byerheim greeted Esing without a smile.

Essin exhaled a long breath and let go of the hilt of the sword. Calm down, calm down... If Byron knew this secret, it would not be Byerheim who came now with two minions. This was just an accident, an accident, don't let the nervousness ruin you.

"You look nervous." Byerheim's eyes stared at Essin, trying to find something in his face.

"Of course I'm nervous," Essin replied. "I just finished a dangerous mission, and if I'm not nervous, there will be ghosts."

"Oh, then why don't you go home and rest immediately?"

"Resting does not mean going home to sleep. Going to have a little wine is also a good way to relax," Essin replied.

Byerheim had already smelled Essin's alcohol. He couldn't help but curse in his heart. Of course, the scum is the scum, and he still needs Essin's help for the time being.

"Essin, did you say that your old friend would... let you pass the camp?"

"Well, he owes me a great favor." Essin replied. "It is the basic moral code of mercenaries who cannot do these two things, don't complain when you get hurt. Everyone will do this."

Essin's words seemed to mean something else, but Byelheim had no time to quarrel with him at this time.

"Give you a chance," said Byelheim. "The Duke asked me to leave Fornoros and go to the north to perform an important task. Your friendship can come in handy." He reached out and took out a wallet from his belt.

Essin took the purse and weighed it with his hand. There should be about two hundred Jin'Ori in the purse, which is a small sum of money. But he was not happy. On the contrary, anger rose from his heart.

So that's it? It turns out that in your eyes, I am always a mercenary! Essin's fingers clawed and spasmed. But in the end he still hid his heart well and did not let the anger appear on his face.

"You want to...use my relationship to secretly leave Fornoros City?" Essin finally controlled his tone.

"Well, but I must hide my identity." Byerheim said. "The credit of the mercenary... I don't have hope."

"As you wish," Essin replied. "Three days later... we will leave."

"It takes three days?"

"I'm going to prepare for this," Essin replied. "It's going to take so much time."

Byerheim nodded. "It's only three days!" he said. "I'll come to you in three days." He finished speaking, turned around and left, leaving Essin alone with his wallet.

If someone looks at Essin's face carefully now, he will find that his expression becomes very ferocious and afraid of people, full of resentment, hatred and sinister, mixed with contempt and ridicule.
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