Chapter 151 False Crack
◎Rustle, rustle. The blanket shook twice, and a kitten's head popped out.◎
Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen... I got it right, it's exactly the same as yesterday.
Ronnie stopped and looked up at the row of guards guarding the city gate. She suddenly shuddered: everything was so right, why was she a little scared?
Her Highness Elena went to the frontline in person, entrusting the responsibility of protecting the city to her, the one she trusted the most.
However, she gradually became suspicious and would even doubt the existence of the world outside the door before falling asleep late at night.
Perhaps it was because half a month ago, she merged with her dream self in a trance and touched upon some trivial and terrifying memories, or perhaps it was because Princess Elena had not returned yet.
There were two personal soldiers responsible for maintaining communications. She could remember every piece of news they brought as soon as she closed her eyes, but she couldn't call them when she opened her eyes, so she had to meet at a fixed place.
If this continues, she will doubt whether His Highness is still alive.
Bang! Roni clenched her fist and slammed it against the pillar, letting the pain numb the dangerous thoughts. Don't panic. No one can defeat His Highness. I should obey His Highness' orders and continue to defend.
"General, a group of people is approaching quickly." An early warning came from the lookout tower.
"Enemy attack?!" Roni braced herself, drawing her sword and climbing up the tower with the other soldiers. The view was blurry, obscured by trees. She couldn't help but twiddle her fingers, feeling something round was missing.
The sentry, standing at the highest point and with the best vision, quickly replied as the group approached, "It looks like a caravan. There are Egyptians, Romans, and Huns. Three carts of goods, and no more than sixty people."
Roni narrowed her eyes, straining to see. "Interesting, such a small caravan bringing together so many different tribes. They didn't seem to be hiding anything." That Hun man—he looked familiar.
…
Hulun walked dejectedly in front, riding an old horse that looked even more tired than the old horse itself. Damn it, if he had known earlier, he would have just slipped away, only to be so busy watching Attila's joke that a giant dragon flew over and captured him.
What to do? No problem! Attila and the dragon are in cahoots, so what else can you do? Just join them.
The horse's hooves clattered to a halt before the city gate. He raised his head and called out weakly, "I, Hulun, the prince of the Xiongnu, seek an audience..." Whom did he seek? Everyone knew that His Royal Highness the Regent was not at home, and the city lord had been beheaded long ago. He should be thankful that the Regent had canceled the hanging; at least he was not hung on the city wall for public display.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see your general." Only his own people could hear him.
The Romans on the city wall looked down and were also stunned.
Among this group of Huns, they only knew of the Golden King. This man looked ordinary, not even his hair was golden. Was he really a prince?
"General, what do you think?"
"There aren't many people here, let him in." Roni was not panicked. There were only 60 people, and Attila wasn't among them, so how could they possibly cause such a commotion?
Prince Hulun...Others may not recognize him, but she knows him.
It was quite believable that one of the few Huns who refused to obey the Golden King came here to seek an audience out of desperation. Even if it was a trap set by Attila, she wanted to find out.
【Maybe I can get some information about His Highness.】
Ronnie hid her uneasiness and just stared at the rising city gate.
The soldiers drew their bows and aimed their arrows downwards, and a convoy of vehicles passed through the checkpoints and entered the city with clanging sounds.
The three fully loaded carts attracted their attention, but even if they were filled with soldiers, there was no way they could seize control, unless Attila himself was willing to take the risk and attack the city in this way.
"What's inside?" Roni used the tip of her sword to pry open the first carriage, and some silver coins spilled out. They weren't in good condition, their value only in the precious metal itself.
Hulun was busy sighing, and Ilit tapped his leg with a whip and rode the pony closer to Roni: "It's me. I have a very important gift for His Royal Highness the Regent."
Illite, Ronnie had some impression of this woman. After all, she was the most famous Egyptian black beauty in Rome.
Although Illite's father's status declined significantly after Marcus's death, she still bowed solemnly: "Miss Illite, you bring so many gifts - are you trying to speak for the Huns?"
It's no wonder she thought so. This team contains too many Hungarians. Considering the tricks Attila used before, he might score again and use the prince's acquaintances to make a detour.
"Should I take advantage of their tactic? Since I'm suspicious of His Highness's situation, why not leave the city under the guise of escorting gifts..."
No, I can't think like that. The order His Highness gave me is to stay on guard!
Countless voices echoed in her mind, and at the same time, reason was also advising her: Ronnie, you were just a gladiator before, and it was His Highness who gave you a second life. You must not doubt His Highness, or you will ruin everything.
[I'm not just making a random suspicion. Perhaps His Highness needs my help.]
Two thoughts were tearing at each other in her mind, with the latter vaguely gaining the upper hand. Ronnie had to force herself to focus on the matters at hand.
Ilit saw the hesitation in her eyes. Although she didn't understand what exactly was causing her hesitation, she still knocked on the carriage according to the rehearsed procedure. "This car contains a very special gift. I must speak to you...loyal General Roni alone."
The soldiers exchanged ambiguous glances; such obvious bribery was rare. General Ronnie, a stranger to such things, wondered how he would react.
Ronnie raised her hand in disappointment. Just as she was about to refuse, she heard Ilit's confident whisper, "You can call two lieutenants to witness it. After all, there is...very important information about His Highness."
About His Highness? Everyone straightened up, fearing that Roni would point it out.
If it's a bribe, then it's a bribe. Why are you making it so formal? What if it's not a bribe, but some important or personal matter of His Highness? I'd rather die than get involved.
After a few seconds of silence, Roni called for a lieutenant to step out. She really didn't want to be involved in such a questionable matter alone, but since it involved His Highness's personal affairs, the fewer people involved, the better.
Ilit gave the Huns a wink, and they pushed the carriage hard, sending it into a closed stone house. Outside the house stood a circle of spearmen, ready to prick anyone who dared to touch it.
…
Elite carefully closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and confirmed that all other unrelated people had left the room before slowly opening the lid. "Alright, let the person in the box tell you what's next."
There is someone in the box!
Ronnie tensed up instantly and covered the hilt of the knife.
The blanket shook twice, and out popped a kitten's head.
?
The kitten's head met her gaze, its ears twitching as it slowly shed its fur. Its long, fluffy white hair thinned into pale golden hair, and the cuticle beneath the fur gradually smoothed, revealing its delicate face.
"Morning meow."
Nini greeted politely, pushed aside the blanket and crawled out, hooking her tail around her mother and dragging Melia out with her.
After her mother landed safely on the ground, her tail puffed and retracted her little skirt, and now she became an ordinary human girl: only she was extra cute, and had a pair of little dragon horns.
"Hehe~ Ronnie!" Melia held Nini's hand and waved at her: "Look, isn't it cute."
"Very cute... You are Miss Melia, right? What's the urgent matter?" Ronnie said with emphasis: "It's about His Highness."
Oh yeah, I almost forgot.
Melia stood up straight and patted Nini's shoulder: "Her name is Menia, the daughter of Elena and me."
"Well, then—"
Huh? D-His Highness's daughter?!
Her pupils contracted violently, and even her eardrums ached for a moment. Subconsciously, Ronnie just wanted to run out.
In fact, the deputy general also heard it. He bumped into the door with a clang, and when he found that he couldn't push it open, he immediately shrank into the corner and trembled.
Even without saying a word, everyone understood what he meant: "Don't look at me, I didn't hear anything! Don't silence me..."
It's a really big secret.
Roni stood there, completely transfixed. "Why wouldn't I doubt it? There's no way Elena could be blamed for a woman with a child. Her Highness is a woman too!"
However, her brain believed it first, as if... as if Her Highness Elena had once sat next to her and told her the truth.
"Huh... Miss Melia, I know you want to see His Highness, but—"
The girl walked briskly in front of her and raised a finger. "Shh~ I'm not the only one thinking this. Ronnie, don't you find it strange?"
Strange? Of course, everything is strange. Ronnie tightened her lips: "Please explain."
"This is the strangest thing." Melia tapped her forehead. "Think carefully about what happened. We've all lost a lot of memories."
What happened in the past? Before, she was only worried about the safety of Princess Elena. It would be better to find a new breakthrough point. Ronnie closed her eyes and tried to recall.
She was born in a small country on the edge of the grasslands, a country with as many pearls as the sea, and a population smaller than that of larger city-states. Her motherland paid tribute to the old Golden King, but was occasionally plundered, and the peace was broken one night.
She could recall the blades of the masked bandits, but the disaster of the destruction of the country was not recorded by other countries, only the many slaves who were abducted were recorded.
Later, because she was bigger and faster than her peers, she was sold to the arena. Mr. Mario was a good man. Except for criminal slaves, every underage child had to train for at least two and a half years before going to the arena.
In her first performance, she successfully killed three wolves without a single wound. With successive victories, she became a popular star in the arena.
And then... of course it's Her Highness Elena.
Her Highness Elena took a liking to her, and after being tempered in one war after another, she finally lived up to Her Highness's kindness, climbed to the position of general, and became Her Highness's most trusted right-hand man.
Luo Ni opened her eyes and shook her head firmly: "I haven't lost my memory. I can remember every detail of my acquaintance with His Highness."
"Do you remember what was on Elena's desk when you first met her?"
"Of course, there were two rolls of parchment and a plate of apple pie."
Yes, Your Highness and this experience are not fake at all - why is Miss Melia looking at me like that?
Haha, I caught you, fairy! I didn’t have time to make my memory old!
Melia clapped happily. "Ronnie, let me tell you something interesting: it's hard for humans to remember every detail."
With a click, Ronnie instantly understood what she meant.
Forgotten
For a general, her memory was pretty good, but if she were asked to tell you how many dishes she had eaten the week before last, she certainly couldn't do it.
How could she possibly remember the two parchment scrolls and the plate of apple pie from their first meeting? His Highness hadn't even emphasized that!
Her suspicions were instantly dispelled. Ronnie calmly walked to the box and gently lifted the blanket. "These gifts are quite valuable. I want to... deliver them personally."
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