Chapter 2 (1/2)

My Castle, My Castellan - Chapter 2 - Is This My Castle?

He could not even surrender? So, he had to die anyway? Never had he heard that he'd have to die during ti aside hopelessly The old servant, Garcia, had also nothing more to say He still looked at McQueen with a lot of empathy and worries - how is it possible that his Castellan turned out to be like this?!

”Garcia, ill Tucker's ar had passed, McQueen slowly raised his head and looked at the old man helplessly

”Let me reply to my castellan I' us Castellan, you still have one hour left to come up with a solution” The old man answered honestly, he looked at McQueen with both disappointht to hi a situation like this, heinsane previously

The old e behavior of McQueen, even though his castellan had no intention to hide away anything What they were facing noas a life-threatening situation, what's the use of hiding anyway?

“Are you saying that I still have one hour of free tirey hair and continued to ask helplessly

“Yes, my castellan” The olda situation like this, the two people had stopped acting up Their city was going to be torn apart and fauing?

”Go to see the Toss City with ood look at this city on which I have spent so y andwhich is worth my time” McQueen said in a low voice, but it see this tio back to where he belonged But then the old man would have to deal with all the problems alone He also wouldn't want to die like this It's simply not worth it!

“Okay, my castellan, please let your old servant walk this last journey with you” Garcia had stopped having any expectations on McQueen After having let go, Garcia now looked htly and walked out of the broken door of the house slowly

When they were standing on the corridor, they could look at the whole of Toss City very clearly

There was suddenly a fresh air and McQueen felt very fine McQueen took a deep breath and all of a sudden, he felt that the whole of his body was infused with a new spirit This deep breath had even washed away McQueen's resentment Since he could at least enjoy a bit, this ti to think optih-quality air, there wasn't one single day without air with PM25

The castle was not high It was only built with three floors But it was still a building with an i in the corridor without saying a word

”Is this my city?” McQueen mumbled himself There was only one word to describe what's in front of hi all his energy in building a city, ready to be torn apart? What was surrounding it was a short stone wall, one could climb over with only a broken ladder Could it really serve as the purpose of defense? There were eight narrow gravel roads with the castle as the center, and four of the to four different directions - north, south, east and west The other four roads formed a square and they separated the ht roads' width were not even more than 2 meters It would not take a person more than ten minutes to run from the main castle to the castle walls

The whole Toss City was like a square block The ser than it McQueen suddenly extres looked so broken and ragged, you could hardly find a co with the brain of Tucker to uess randomly

There were no pedestrians on the street, but the walls were croith people McQueen had a careful look and he was speechless They were all old people, wo ht Tucker? McQueen ht just find a hole to escape

“Is the Toss City finished?” Garcia looked from a distance in disappointment His old face looked peaceful, yet it was so heartbreaking Through his eyes, he see the city, but he looked determined and calm at the same time

McQueen looked at Garcia and did not utter a word for a long time What more could he say? Technically, he was just a passer-by in the city One hour later, this passer-by would have to leave, nowords he tried to say, they could only be in vain ”It's not that I don't want to give any effort, it's just that there's really no hope” McQueen said quietly He didn't really want to run away, it's just that he was not the real McQueen and the Toss City had nothing to do with him

He just didn't want to die so early, that's all

”Your old servant is now seventy-eight and fifty-seven years ago, I enty-one years old At that time, the previous castellan was a noble and his territory was the Toss City After a natural disaster, the previous castellan led the Toss City and tried to survive with a lot of difficulties He was trying hard not to let anyone invade his city Time flew, and fifty years had passed, Toss City did enjoy fifty years of peace Four years ago, the previous castellan passed away, but with you as its support, I still firmly believe that our City can be saved and stay peaceful However, hat's happening, maybe it's really the end of Toss City Fifty-seven years of peace, I guess I should be satisfied”

Garcia sounded very calm when he said this, just like his current expression It was like nothing rey robe and it was covered by patches, even the corners were torn out Even though his clothes were ragged, the old man still looked so clean himself McQueen wanted to utter a smile, but he just couldn't

After more than fifty years of development, the Toss City had developed to its current state McQueen really had no idea what kind of peaceful days it was having What was in front of him was just a torn city, he had no idea what the oldwhen he mentioned ”peaceful” McQueen tried to take a deep breath, yet he just couldn't say a word Perhaps, this was how real life was like When looking at the old man, he started to understand why he could be so calm, that's because he really loved the Toss City

McQueen shook his head, he beca that he only had one hour left there

”Garcia, can you walk around with me?”