Chapter 469
Trevor hurriedly tried to stop them, but it was too late.
To avoid being a burden to him, these wounded soldiers had all committed suicide.
“You, you…” Trevor’s voice choked with sobs.
But the pursuers were close behind, and he couldn’t afford to dwell on grief.
He knelt before the corpses of his soldiers and bowed several times deeply.
Then, he took Ben and left without looking back.
As soon as they left the valley, they heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance.
Trevor whispered, “Hide quickly!”
He pulled Ben into the nearby bushes.
They saw a dozen masked men in black riding past at full speed.
They all had the same wolf-tooth arrows at their waists.
“The boss’s orders are clear: find Trevor! We must see the man if he’s alive, and recover the body if he’s dead. We’ll tear the very earth apart, three feet deep, if that’s what it takes to dig him out!”
“What if we find him? Once the bone rot solution takes effect, not even the gods can save him. He won’t last long.”
“Lord Richard said that we must get the secret letter on him, and we must not let the message get back to Pidence.”
Trevor clenched his fists in the bushes.
It really was Richard’s men!
They not only wanted to kill him, but also destroy the evidence.
Ben was trembling with anger and was about to draw his knife and rush out, but Trevor held him down tightly.
“Don’t be impulsive.” He lowered his voice, “We are outnumbered now, and fighting head-on is suicide.”
“My Lord, what should we do?” Ben asked.
Looking at the dense forest, Trevor thought for a moment and said, “Returning to Pidence is a dead end. They must have arranged assassins and traps on the way back.
“The only plan now is to go to the Thirteen Tribes and take a gamble.”
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After the men in black rushed away, the two immediately emerged from the dense forest.
Trevor’s wound was getting more and more painful, and his vision began to blur.
The dense forest was full of thorns, and their robes were quickly torn, and their faces and arms were covered with blood.
“My Lord, your injury is too serious. I’ll carry you!” Ben squatted down, wanting to carry Trevor on his back.
“No need.” Trevor untied the water bag from his waist, wanting to take a few sips of water.
But he discovered that the water bag was already empty.
Ben hurriedly untied his water bag, only to find that it was also empty.
Trevor licked his chapped lips and smiled to cheer Ben up. “Don’t be afraid, once we get over this mountain, we’ll change into civilians' clothes, and then it will be easier to escape.”
“Yes, My Lord,” Ben echoed.
Cheering each other on, the two supported each other and walked towards the other side of the mountain.
They didn’t know how much time had passed, but both felt dizzy.
Every step felt like walking on cotton.
At the edge of a cliff, Trevor could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.
Suddenly, the pursuers surrounded them. The black-clad leader sneered, “Vice Minister Trevor, where do you think you’re going?”
Trevor struggled to his feet, his back against the cliff.
He tightly gripped a sharp stone in his hand. “Richard sent you, didn’t he? Does he think that by killing me, he can cover up his crimes of colluding with the enemy and betraying the Kingdom?”
“Still stubborn even when death is near!” The black-clad leader waved his hand. “Seize him and take him back for Lord Richard to deal with!”
Several men in black surrounded them, but Ben suddenly jumped out, blocking the black-clad men.
He shouted at Trevor, “My Lord, run!”
In an instant, the men in black surrounded Ben.
Countless long knives slashed at his body, and blood instantly stained his clothes red.
Ben shouted with his last breath, “Run, run!”
Trevor looked at him with red eyes and could only suppress his grief and run forward.
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A shrill scream came from behind Ben.
Trevor turned his head suddenly and saw Ben being kicked to the ground by a man in black, tied up with ropes, and forced to kneel on the ground.
A long knife covered in blood was hanging over his neck.
“Vice Minister Trevor, if you take another step forward, his life will not be saved!” the leading man in black shouted.
The long knife in his hand pressed down again, and a bloody mark immediately seeped out of Ben’s neck.
Blood trickled from the corner of Ben’s mouth.
He coughed violently, his vision already beginning to blur.
Yet, he struggled to raise his head and hoarsely shouted in the direction of Trevor, “My Lord, leave me. The evidence… You must get it out…”
Trevor’s feet were as if nailed to the ground.
He looked at Ben kneeling on the ground, at the long blade that could fall at any moment, and his heart ached like it was being twisted by a knife.
If he saved Ben, both of them would die here.
The evidence would also fall into the hands of the enemy.
If he didn’t save him, he would have to watch Ben die in front of him.
The leading man in black saw him stop and smiled triumphantly, “That’s right. Vice Minister Trevor is a smart man. Why sacrifice your life for a secret letter?
“Surrender obediently, and perhaps we’ll give you a quick death.”
Ben suddenly struggled violently and shook his head desperately at Trevor, “Don’t come over, My Lord.”
He suddenly got up and crashed into the black-clothed man’s blade.
The long knife pierced his chest, but he showed a smile on his face. “Even if I die, I won’t let you succeed.”
“Ben,” Trevor roared. “Ah…”
Trevor gritted his teeth tightly until he tasted the blood in his mouth, then he suddenly turned around and ran wildly towards the edge of the cliff.
He knew that he must survive to live up to Ben’s sacrifice.
“Stop him!” The black-clothed man in the lead shouted in exasperation, and a group of them immediately chased after Trevor.
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Trevor rushed to the edge of the cliff, and the sound of footsteps behind him grew closer and closer.
He glanced back at the unconscious Ben, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he jumped off the cliff.
The black-clothed men on the cliff rushed to the edge, only to be met by a bottomless chasm shrouded in swirling mists. Of Trevor, there was no longer any trace.
The leader of the black-clothed men kicked the rock next to him in anger, “Search for him! Even if he’s been dashed to pieces on the rocks, I want him found!”
When Trevor woke up again, he was in a warm bed.
A fragrance wafted to his nose, and he twitched his nostrils.
He faintly heard a woman’s voice saying, “Oh, are you waking up?”
His eyelids, heavy as lead, struggled against immense weight. It took every ounce of his strength to pry them open a mere slit.
In the hazy halo, the twining pattern on the top of the carved wooden bed slowly took shape in his vision.
A faint smell of medicine lingered around his nose, like dried honeydew.
“Don’t rush to move,” the woman’s voice sounded again, “you have a high fever.”
He rolled his eyes and finally saw the woman sitting by the bed.
The white muslin skirt was embroidered with tiny orchids, and her dark hair was loosely tied into a bun, with a few wisps hanging over her thin shoulders.
She was using a silver spoon to scoop up the medicinal juice, gently blowing it cool at her lips.
“Where is this place?” Trevor’s voice was extremely hoarse, his throat burning with pain.
The woman looked up, her pupils as bright as obsidian soaked in water.
“This is a wooden house at the foot of Jadecrest Mount. I found you in the stream three days ago.”
She held the silver spoon to his lips. “Drink the medicine first. You are badly injured.”