The body was taken from the prisoner's tower that day. The sentence has just been served. The body belongs to the man who ate the poison cup by virtue of his royal life. It was supposed to be put on a thin dirty front carriage and carried to an unmanned cemetery outside the country.
The body's name is Anton Garrant. A man who was the son of General Garrant and ascended to the position of Commander-in-Chief of the Kingsguard in this country, the charges were heavy and he said he had included the poison cup prepared by his father in his mouth without hesitation and was desperate.
Dennis shed a glimmer of tears over his son's death, and as he lifted his corpsed son, he carried him to this front carriage. The inmates' supervisors went back into the tower when they saw that far. Because that's all they do. Later, there is no particular point in the decision that the sinner's father should take the liberty of saying goodbye to the dead at all costs.
On your stand sat a man in a black hooded robe. Dennis bowed his head to the man with the hood in his eye.
"Thank you for your help."
"Admitted"
And when he returned all that to Dennis's words, he whipped the horse, and left the place behind. Every wagon hastens an evil path. There are few people coming around here so the roads are not well developed. The front carriage rocks in a shake, like in a wild sea. And so he thought, and there was a sign that he would rise from behind. Apparently, this vibration woke him up.
The shaking of the carriage removes the hood on which you were wearing, and reveals a stern face on the redhead. The man smiled and looked back.
"Hey, what do you say? Colored man. How are you feeling waking up?
"... sucks"
I didn't get a response any time soon. The one with whom he met glanced at him at ease. He thought he was dead, but he didn't. So he thought it would be thoughtless.
One of these days I went out onto the boulevard and the road was clear. The border is close. My opponent came down next to me.
"Why are you here yourself?
The other person's question was natural. The man laughed.
"What's wrong with me being here? Anton, I decided to get a dead man named you for my uncle's last wish. It is known to Fion, to the king of Lighicia, and to your father."
……
Anton, who became a dead man, looked surprised.
"Wasn't it the poison cup I drank?
"I'm glad I was, but this is also my uncle's will. As far as I'm concerned, you could have executed him."
"Will? So what about King Liamos...?
"You were taken and collapsed the next day."
"Because of me..."
"Don't be complacent. Anton, my uncle was originally ill. That just got worse. Because you stabbed him, that wound didn't kill him."
"His Highness Saul."
Before himself, Anton is dismayed when he is informed that King Liamos was dead. Saul looked abominably at him.
"My uncle was kinder than anyone in the Troy royal family. He was someone who could think of other people's pain like he was."
……
"As you know, my father was a second prince. My mother was the woman my father put his hands on at random, and when he found out he was wearing me, he threw me out of the palace for nothing. My mother grew up as a civilian, but the woman who got pregnant in her unmarried body has narrow shoulders. My uncle helped me where I was wandering without even being expelled from my parents' house. I was concealed and raised at my uncle's nanny's house."
Saul said he admired King Liamos.
"My uncle prides himself on his martial arts. For a Trojan, his body tends to be thin and weak, but that's because he was poisoned and weakened from an early age. She kept telling me from an early age that it would be short-lived. I became a mercenary because I wanted to help my uncle at all. I thought I was going to end up as a mercenary, but my late father's side came in contact. Those men, His Majesty Liamos is not a vessel of kings. You are the king who deserves it. And I thought it was ridiculous."
Saul was the son of a second prince's sideroom, and Anton heard and knew that one of the anti-royalist forces, the second prince, was trying to hold him. Anton was trying to make the Third Prince think he was the son of the King.