
Then Mavis and his entourage arrived in front of the gate of the settlement. Seen a large closed door made of wood is guarded by several figures of soldiers. While on the top side of the wall formed from that pile of wood, there were some archers who pointed their bows towards the Mavis group. The archers were ready at any time if the leader while they were there ordered them to shoot.
"Who are you!" The guards on duty in front of the large entrance asked in a dislike tone.
As soon as the Mavis stopped not far from before them, the rebel soldiers took out their swords from the sheath, then pointed them at the Mavis group as a sign of rejection of their presence. The guards appeared to put on serious faces, sweat pouring down the temples of each of them. A trace of doubt began to appear, why was the prince able to arrive at this place? Where did the hundreds of soldiers who were sent out before go? The soldiers guarding the gates began to make bad guesses.
"You get out of the way, if you don't want to be as lucky as they are!" One of Wed's subordinate soldiers threw a sack towards the entrance guard soldier of the place. "It's as a gift to all of you, take it."
"Who guarantees that it doesn't contain explosives?" said the door guard soldier in a mocking tone. "You think we're stupid, huh?"
"Look at this guy." The previous soldier who threw the sack down from his mount chuckled softly, then walked forward, and straight to the place where the sack was. "Alright, then let me open it for you, but maybe after that you won't like the contents."
Then the soldier opened his sack. The guard soldiers put up their horses, preparing to anticipate the unexpected thing that the person would do.
Furthermore, what made the guard soldiers feel as if a heavy burden fell on them when the soldier pulled something out of the sack. Then with a disgusted face he spat at her and kicked the thing and it rolled towards the doormen with bloodstains that streaked along the path he was walking through.
Just as the two beads of the eyes of the entire rebel soldier widened their eyes and some staggered back. The shock was not only felt by the soldiers who were outside the gate of the settlement, but the archers who stood on the wooden walls also felt it. Of course it was not without reason, the reason the thing they had just seen was none other than the head belonging to their own commander! Furthermore, the warrior from the prince's side again sent out a kick and it appeared one more head that was none other than their familiar friend.
The scene caused shock in their hearts. The bitterness and fear were seen as soon as he glanced towards the prince. Not long after, some of them fell with limp feet.
"Commander!"
"Maybe ...." The female-dominated archer suddenly felt a sting in their bodies when he learned what the warrior actually meant by the prince's side. Which basically gave a warning not to try to block the path of the prince, or they would suffer the same fate as their comrades.
"You ...."
"I won't forgive!" A female archer who burst out furiously pulled her bow and shot towards where the prince was. The archer also put on a cruel face and was satisfied because at least he could avenge the younger brother who must have fared the same as his commander.
However, what made the female archer round her eyes when the supposed arrow hit the head of the prince, was easily repelled by the arrow coming from the opposite direction. The arrow shot out and collided, with one of them smashing the other arrow. The female archer was in shock and was about to express her shock, impossible! It was just that before he realized it, something had stuck right in his heart. The archer felt a great pain and glanced slowly at the arrow stuck in his body.
"Everyone, hold! Nobody's shooting!" One of the female archers who looked the oldest compared to the others, shouted loudly. With an ugly face he circulated his gaze to assert to the other archers to drop their bows.
"Sister, but that's ...."
"Here you go, just listen to me! Right now you just need to be quiet, if you don't want to be the same fate as him." The archer said with an ugly face as he looked at the archer who had previously recklessly attacked the prince.
"Truly don't know shame. It's good that the Great Lord gave him a chance to live, but he was instead intending to harm my Master?" Ezekiel frowned as he pointed his bow towards the top of the wall, in anticipation of the archers going to attack his master again.
"Hold," said Mavis, raising his hand low, as a sign that Ezekiel would lower his bow. Then, he continued, "Here you can choose, just like they were before. There are only two options, welcome me as your new master, or keep siding with the traitor Gustav. I'll give you a chance to decide, but remember I don't have much time for you."