I am the son of the traveler

Chapter 13
"What? Are you going to stay and pretend to be me?"

After listening to Agnes' strategy, both Antigonus and Cronus were surprised, but although Antigonus was surprised, he quickly regained his composure. He looked at Agnes's similar height and body shape, and felt a little surprised. hesitate.

"Agnes, you need to know." With integrity in his heart, he reminded Agnes: "This is not a safe job. If you are discovered by the people of Ophelia, you are likely to be killed." Sentenced to death."

He originally thought that Agnes would shrink back, but the expression on his face remained the same, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he said: "I know very well, Your Majesty, but I think I am the only person in the entire palace who can do it." gone."

"After all, I am similar to you in terms of height, build and hair color."

"..."

Antigonus gritted his teeth, put aside the indecision in his heart, and nodded: "In this case, Angnis, you will pretend to be me and continue to stay in the palace to confuse Ophemia."

"As ordered."

Next, several people discussed some details of the operation. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, they decided to start the operation the next day, so Kronos, who made this suggestion, left quickly to find someone who specialized in delivering food.

And Agnes was left by Antigonus to instruct him to pretend to be what he will do and precautions in the future. Antigonus's integrity as a people's policeman made him unwilling to see his own people die. It is better to avoid it as much as possible.

……

In the middle of the night, Cronus in black robe finally came back. He reported to Antigonus his achievements during the day. Under his coercion and lure, the person in charge of transport agreed to arrange for someone to go with him when he left. But he didn't know that this person was His Majesty the King, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed so easily.

"Your Majesty." Kronos seemed a little hesitant, "I have already arranged that our people will be waiting at the Clark Manor outside the city, and you will go directly there to meet our people after you get away."

"Well, you did a good job." Antico nodded flatly, approving.

Then, he noticed Cronus's hesitation and asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"Are you really going to break with Empress Euphemia?" Kronos hesitated for a while, but still expressed his doubts.

Antico chuckled. He knew his confidant's worries, so he said, "If I don't act in advance, I will always be passive. I hate this."

"Okay." Kronos nodded and said, "Since you have already made a choice, I won't talk nonsense. In addition, some nobles in the city have already decided to support it under our persuasion. We, although they cannot provide troops, as long as you lead your troops to the city of Pella, they will open the city gates and welcome you into the city."

"very good."

Antigon just smiled and didn't make any comments. In his opinion, this kind of support was almost nonexistent. If Antigon failed, it had nothing to do with them. If Antigon succeeded, they opened the door and responded, and they could earn credit.

Therefore, the nobles are all human beings and will not put all their chips on one person. Antigonus guessed that they might be friendly with him, but then turned around and accepted Euphemia's response after the war broke out and joined the army. Against yourself.

The second and fifth sons are old.

……

early morning.

The convoy transporting food from outside the city drove into the Palace of Virgina, and under the command of the court servants, the large and small food bags were unloaded from the car, and Antigonus, who had already put on makeup, also changed into a simple one. The linen clothes were mixed into the unloading crowd under the arrangement of Kronos.Those free people who were still busy didn't react when they saw the people who sneaked in. They just glanced numbly, and then continued to do their own things.

Seeing that Cronus came suddenly, the servant in charge immediately laughed along with him, and said respectfully, "Master Cronus, why are you here?"

"Just passing by." Kronos said indifferently, he glanced at the busy crowd over there, this action happened to be seen by a servant, and he took the initiative to explain: "Those people are transporting food from Ankers Manor, just It’s just a bunch of lowly free people, if you think it’s dirty for your eyes, I’ll let them unload quickly and get out.”

"No need." Kronos waved his hand, then turned and left.

Seeing Kronos leave, Antigonus accelerated the speed of his men. After a few minutes, all the bags were unloaded, and they left from the way in under the leadership of the person in charge.

Mixed among a group of stinky freemen, Antigonus tried his best not to be so conspicuous. Although he was only a traffic policeman in his previous life, he often had dinner with the plainclothes brothers in the bureau, so he got some camouflage experience from them and succeeded. applied to this situation.

After some simple checks, the convoy left the palace and drove into the block.Antigonus and the free men were sitting in the carriage, observing the bustling street. From time to time, you could see merchants setting up stalls on both sides of the street. They were selling food, pottery pots and other things, and some people were holding paintbrushes. Dip paint and draw on clay pots.

The clothing of Macedonian civilians is not much different from that of their Greek neighbors to the south. They also wear a robe called chiton or a long coat called diploid, and the colors of people's clothing are relatively poor. , the most common are white, blue and red.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the corner of the street behind him, which attracted the attention of the people around him, and Antigonus also turned his head to look, only to see a knight running towards this side on a war horse. The civilians on the road frantically avoided and let this arrogant knight pass.

Looking at this knight, Antigonus's heart tightened. He recognized him. He had seen this person when he went to meet Euphemia. If he remembered correctly, he should be Euphemia's confidant.

The knight didn't pay attention to the people in the carriage, and directly rode his horse over the carriage and ran towards the city gate.Seeing him go away, the stone in Antigonus' heart not only did not let go, but became heavier. He had a premonition that the knight might have gone to see Nicanor at Hot Spring Pass.

"What's the matter with you?" A man's voice suddenly sounded next to Antico, pulling his consciousness to reality. Antico was taken aback, and followed the sound to look at the person who spoke. It turned out to be a man with golden curly hair and a thick beard man.

Looking at his features, Antigonus could tell at a glance that the other party was a Thracian.

"No, it's nothing." Antico shook his head, simply perfunctory, but the Thracian obviously had no intention of letting him go, and said to himself: "My name is Oro Uzon, a Thracian."

"..." Antigonus pursed his thin lips slightly, thought for a while, and replied, "Philippos, a Macedonian."

　Come on for the college entrance examination~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)