Chapter 319 Goodbye, Mirgan
Howling Castle.
"It's hard to imagine that there is no one here... Where have all the people here gone?"
Mirgan Kilik looked around the ruined castle but didn't see even a dog.
"It is said that he was taken to Kaine Castle by the Lion Knights... The Sarleon Kingdom gave up this place a while ago and handed the castle over to the Three Prophets, so I asked you to come here."
Inna answered, he looked at the Temple of Order on the top of the mountain in the distance, took off his helmet and saluted silently.
"Don't you have no faith? Why do you still bow to the temple?"
Mirgan looked at Inna, somewhat puzzled.
"That's where I was born. Two hours ago, I buried my mother's bones there... Milgan, it's not that I don't have faith, I just don't believe in God. But I firmly believe that I will still be able to enter Valhalla in the future - I have understood one thing now..."
Inna shook his head and smiled at Milgan.
"What's the reason?"
Milgan was even more confused, he obviously didn't understand what Inna meant.
"People need faith, but they don't need gods - in fact, it's just the opposite. It's the gods who need people. They need a lot of people... And they all need people to die for them, just in different ways..."
Innah was speaking blasphemous words, and the word he used was 'they'.
"...Inna, shut up, I think you're going to hell..."
Milgan was obviously a little scared, and he looked around.
Saying this kind of thing these days is basically tantamount to heresy, and they are surrounded by hundreds of heroic female warriors - these female soldiers are the most devout believers of the Ice and Sea Gods.
Fortunately, these female soldiers couldn't understand them speaking Pandit.
"You probably don't understand, Milgan, you are actually the one without faith..."
Inna smiled sarcastically.
"...I am now a loyal servant of the Ice and Sea Gods!"
Milgan was silent for a while, and looked rather angry and embarrassed.
"Yes, when you were in Sarleon, you were a servant of the Goddess of Order; when you arrived in Vanskerry, you became a servant of the Ice Sea Gods... If you go to the continent of Amalra in the future, will you become a servant of the Snake Cult Azi Dahaka again?"
Inna grinned: "You believe in as many gods as you have deceived women..."
Milgan's face darkened, but he was powerless to refute and did not get angry.
Although Inna would taunt him from time to time, this "provocative" Inna's personality was just so unpleasant - in Milgan's opinion, if it weren't for such a big mouth, how could this handsome guy with good skills become a fugitive of regicide?
He's a nice guy, why does he need a mouth...
Alas, but now I need his mouth again.
"Winata!!"
Suddenly, a female warrior on the city wall shouted loudly.
All the female heroic warriors drew their axes and looked outside the city.
"They said there were enemies..."
Inna translated for Milgan.
"I'm already aware of this situation..."
Mirgan quickly climbed up the wall and took a look. "Is it the Firdsvain troops? Ha, they are not the enemy. Just in time... Inna, raise the white flag!"
"You intend to surrender to this army? This is not my father's army..."
Inna also climbed up the city wall and took a look, but did not move. Instead, he shook his head.
"Of course we have to surrender. Isn't that what we originally planned?"
Mirgan pointed outside the city and said, "Although Lord Gondor is not here, this is Lord Edin the Red Sword, a great lord more powerful than your father. Shouldn't we surrender to him?"
This was indeed their plan - to take control of Longhowling Hold and then defect to the Firdsvain, with Innar's adopted father Gondor the Doomseeker as their introducer.
In this way, Milgan can become the lord of Firdsvain and have Longhowl Fort as his base.
Although there are not many residents in Long Howl Castle, at least the city defense is complete, and this is indeed the territory of the Three Prophets, so a proper explanation can be given to the female heroes.
This will enable Milgan to lead the female warriors to "search for the three prophets and lift the queen's curse."
As long as he has soldiers, and they are female soldiers, Milgan firmly believes that he can turn things around.
"Oh? Surrender to Count Aidin, and let him decide your life and death? Is that really what you plan to do?"
Inna shook his head with a half-smile: "Milgan, you may not know that every time Earl Adin went to Vanskerry Island, he slept in Queen Agnus's bed... Oh, maybe he never slept in that bed..."
"Hiss... is this true?"
Milgan took a deep breath. Although he was not sensitive to politics, he reacted extremely quickly to matters between men and women.
Since Count Aydin is also the man that Queen Agnus "favors", Mirgan must not surrender to Aydin...
Would Aidin regard himself as a love rival?
If you surrender to him, you might get two taels of flesh cut off from you!
"Prepare for battle! Defend Longhowl Castle... Inna, are you sure your father will come here?"
Milgan asked Inna with some concern.
He knew that Gondor had nothing to do with Queen Agnus, after all, Gondor was not from Vanskerry.
"Of course, my father will be here in a day or two... Milgan, let's change our equipment. Your blue armor is too conspicuous..."
Inna nodded, and before the battle, he stopped mocking and instead considered Milgan's safety.
Mirgan's blue heavy armor looks too conspicuous on the city wall and is indeed easy to be targeted by concentrated fire.
This is why Milgan can always trust Inna.
In times of danger, Inna really did think about Milgan.
As for the harmless sarcasm he usually gave, that was just Inna expressing his true thoughts to his friends - such words could only be said to friends, at least that was what Milgan thought.
So Milgan returned to the city wall, exchanged armor with Inna, and patted Inna on the shoulder: "Be careful."
"I'll be in the back directing the female warriors..."
Inna shrugged, indicating that he would not go to a conspicuous place.
Outside the city, Count Aidin's troops had begun to speed up.
I don’t know what orders Aidin gave, but all the troops started to climb the city and attack without even saying hello.
"It looks like Aidin really wants to kill me!"
Mirgan sneered, drew his sword and stood on the top of the city wall.
Regardless, he was indeed a brave warrior.
In fact, the battle was not fierce at all.
This is not because the combat effectiveness of both sides is not good. In fact, the troops on both sides are elite and have strong combat effectiveness - Milgan's side is the heroic female warrior, and Count Edin's side is Queen Agnus's guards.
The Queen's Guards are also all female soldiers, but these women are tougher in battle than most men. They are called the Queen's Guards Bandits and are skilled in using various axes, including throwing axes.
The reason why the fight was not intense was mainly because the Queen's Guards and the Heroic Spirit Warriors knew each other...
Moreover, neither side's troops had bows and crossbows - there were no bows and crossbows in a siege, and since they were all familiar faces, the battle naturally wouldn't be intense.
The heroic female warriors shouted at each other and soon stopped.
Mirgan saw that Inna had tried his best to shout and command the female warriors, and even exposed himself on the top of the city wall, but it still seemed to have no effect - the female heroic warriors instead came down from the city wall and stopped fighting.
On the top of the city wall, only Inna and Milgan were left.
The Queen's guards outside the city also stopped and looked, as if they were trying to figure out something.
Afterwards, no one knew what kind of hatred they had for Mirgan, but almost all of the Queen's guards began throwing axes at Mirgan...
So, Milgan on the top of the city faced an overwhelming barrage of flying axes!
The number of axes flying towards him made Milgan feel like it was getting dark!
No matter how good your skills are, no matter how thick your armor is, there is only one result in this situation - being hit by countless axes and covered with wounds.
"Fuck! This is..."
Milgan is not dead yet, at least he still has the energy to curse.
But he certainly wouldn't live long - he fell headfirst from the city wall into the city, with at least a dozen flying axes embedded in his body and three .
But Inna was unharmed.
"……why is that?!"
Milgan didn't understand why those guards only threw axes at him?
"Milgan, I'm sorry, I'm just following orders. You are the best at dealing with women, and now you die at the hands of so many women, which is the best fate for you."
Inna brushed the dirt off his armor—he was wearing Milgan's heavy blue armor.
"I'm so..."
Milgan probably understood, but he couldn't finish the curse. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth. His eyes stared blankly at the city gate, his throat rolling but no sound came out.
Inna turned around and saw that the city gate had been opened. Several of the Queen's guards entered the Howling Castle.
"Yes, they only wanted to kill me... These are Queen Agnus's guards, they dare not attack you. Your armor is conspicuous... but it is safe. Goodbye, Mirgan."
Inna reached out and stroked Milgan's wide eyes downward.
It's no use, I still can't close my eyes.
Count Aidin entered the Howling Castle and nodded to Inna: "Well done..."
"We must separate the female Heroic Warriors and the Queen's Guards to prevent them from talking too much to each other."
Inna also nodded to Count Aidin: "So, I will leave here for a while, Uncle Aidin."
Adin laughed and patted Inna on the shoulder: "Yes, you can go to Highcliff Castle to support King Vidis. You are the lord of Firdsvain now, Inna."
"...King Vidis may not think so, Uncle Aidin, but I do want to swear allegiance."
Inna shook his head and summoned the female heroes to leave Longhowl Castle first.
A few minutes later, there was a cry of surprise from outside the Howling Castle - the female guards finally realized that they had killed the wrong person. The Queen's 'favorite' Mirgan was actually killed by them with axes...
Now these guards must be homeless...
They came out to retrieve Queen Agnus's 'favored concubine', but this concubine died in their hands. If they return to Vanskerry, Queen Agnus might eat them!
On the road outside Longhowling Castle, the female warriors were also sighing silently - Milgan brought them out to find the three prophets, with the purpose of "lifting the queen's curse".
But now that Milgan is dead, it means their mission will be difficult to complete!
Of course they couldn't go back if they didn't complete the mission. They were unfamiliar with the place, so they could only consider how to survive under the leadership of Inna, and then try to complete the extremely difficult mission of "killing the three prophets"...
If nothing unexpected happens, they won't be able to find the Three Prophets until they learn the common language of Pendor.
After they learn Pandit... that will take at least a year or two. Will they still want to return to Vanskerry by then?
Inna wasn't sure.
But he was at least certain that within a year or so, these female warriors would have no choice but to follow him.
Because Inna really wanted to find the Three Prophets.
However, the reason he wanted to find the three prophets now was not because of love.
But because of hatred.
He already knew that his mother had died at the hands of the three prophets.
Although the Three Prophets claimed that it was suicide, he found a skeleton wearing a nun's robe and the bodies of young children all over the ground in the Temple of Order in Long Howl Castle.
He was with his biological father, Ors, when he saw all this.
Leon specifically asked Ors to come to Longhowl Castle to find out the truth - ever since he discovered that the name 'Cersi' belonged to a fat cook who specialized in destroying corpses, Leon no longer believed anything the three prophets said.
What happened in Longhowl Castle was indeed completely different from what the prophetess who called herself "Cersi" said.
Sister Clancy did not fall off the cliff, but all her ribs on the front of her chest were broken, all of them were bent inward as if they had been hit by a battering ram.
This couldn't have been suicide; it was death from a blow to the chest with tremendous force, and with just one blow - only the Three Prophets could have hit a person's ribs like this.
And Anna, the beautiful girl, can now be confirmed that her body was used by the three prophets simply because she was beautiful and her identity as a noble orphan was easier to conceal.
Inna can now answer the question that Leon asked him - do you love Anna's body or soul?
Skin.
Yes, that's the honest answer.
Of course, perhaps there is some other bond involved - perhaps this is a natural connection between mother and child. Anna was raised by Sister Clancy, and Inna may be able to see what her mother was like in Anna.
That's why he fell in love at first sight, but that was not true love.
Now, Inna wants to find the Three Prophets and kill them - he told Mirgan and the Einherjar as well.
He never lies.
He did not lie to Count Aidin, and he did go to swear allegiance.
However, the object of loyalty is not King Vidis.
Inna knew that he was not a smart man, but he was sure that Li Ang was definitely a smart man, a hundred times smarter than his adoptive father.
After all, Gondor the Doomseeker has fought for half his life and is now only the lord of Longbeard Citadel.
And Leon, after three years of hard work, has become the Grand Duke of Sarleon Kingdom—even more than just the Grand Duke...
Inna now knows who he should follow - whoever shares the same aspirations with him.
The hatred against the three prophets is the common appeal.
The person he truly swore allegiance to was waiting for him more than ten miles outside Changxiao Fort.
"Lord Leon, Earl Aidin is actually a good man. If possible..."
Inna pleaded with Leon in a forest.
"Inna, I just want to use the least amount of troops to trap Aedin. He is much safer than you. But your adoptive father... are you sure you can convince Gondor?"
Li Ang shook his head, a little undecided.
"After all, he is my father who raised me for more than ten years. I know him... Although he doesn't like King Ulric, he has no grudges against you and Your Majesty Sonard. Moreover, he has no desire for territory. He likes life on the sea. He is a natural captain."
Inna said confidently: "You said you have a Mettenheim ironclad ship - he dreams of becoming the captain of an ironclad ship!"
"My child, that is not what Lord Leon is worried about. Come on, we will go with you to meet the Doomseeker."
Ors walked forward and patted Inna on the shoulder.
