After accepting Viscount Andrew's banquet, Gawain and his party were temporarily accommodated in a guest room in the castle - at Gawain's special request, two soldiers, maids Betty and Amber all had clean and tidy rooms available. .
Anyway, Viscount Andrew’s castle is very big.
After rejecting the waiter, Hetty couldn't help but ask a question: "Ancestor, do you think Viscount Andrew can be trusted?"
Although they are "neighbors" with adjacent territories, But Hetty is well aware of the aristocratic ethos, which is that there is neither integrity nor honor. Although they usually emphasize these two points the most, it is exactly these that they lack, especially in this barren and barbaric place far away from the political center. In the southern region, the survival style of the nobles is even more unbearable. Now that the Cecil family has completely fallen to the bottom, apart from the sudden appearance of an ancestor as a bonus, Hetty really has no confidence to take any advantage in the confrontation with other nobles.
"Reliable? I haven't thought about this issue at all," Gawain's answer surprised Hetty. "A few hours ago, I didn't know what Viscount Andrew looked like."
Besides Rebecca was shocked: "Huh? Then you talked to him so much..."
"Because this is necessary," Gawain looked at Rebecca, "It's not an exaggeration to say that we are at the end of our rope - let's not talk about the need to feed the distressed citizens. Look at your own pocket. Do you still have money for the next meal? So we must seek help. That Viscount Andrew is just a choice - apart from him, can you find anyone you know in the south? And speaking of how reliable he is... I don't know him or his family. , even the scope of his territory was heard from you two days ago. How did I know that he was unreliable?"
Rebecca felt a little confused: "Then why do you think he is unreliable? Will you definitely help?”
The person who answered was not Gawain, but Amber who had been lying next to the table stuffing grapes into his mouth. The half-elf rubbed his mouth and threw it at Rebecca. A roll of eyes: "Stupid, because he doesn't want to lose money."
"Don't want to lose money?"
"When that knight Philip came to Tanzania town with the refugees, then Viscount Andrew has actually already made his decision," Amber said calmly, "He can completely close the city gate and wait for the refugees to retreat on their own or starve to death outside - don't talk about the mutual aid law, this In remote areas, the laws of the kingdom are not as effective as merchants' gold coins. Since the viscount has accepted the refugees, it means that he wants to receive compensation from the Cecil family. He has this idea and believes in the Cecil family. With the ability to repay the debt, you see, the deal was already established at that time, and today... it’s just that the scope of the deal has been expanded and clarified.”
Rebecca to Amber. Stunned: "You...how can you still understand these things? Is the threshold for thieves so high these days?"
Amber bared her teeth: "Is this very profound? I don't understand your nobles' logic and a lot of rules, but at least I understand the principle that thieves don't cheat - when it comes to interests, your nobles Is it different from the thief who didn't want to escape?"
Rebecca was immediately furious. She took out her staff and summoned a fireball as big as her head: "You have to stop talking about your mouth, believe it or not. I'll really hit you in the face with a fireball!"
As if the immature lord lady was sure that she wouldn't be serious, she even provoked with a playful smile: "If you have the ability, throw an Ice Arrow! Come out~~"
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill in her ears. An ice arrow flew almost close to the tip of her ear and froze on the wall behind her. Hedi, not far away, kept raising a finger with a cold expression: "The ice arrow you want."
A drop of cold sweat slipped from Amber's face. The horror caused by the close distance between the ice arrow and the skin even exceeded the ice arrow itself - she couldn't help but wonder how much magic control skills were required to achieve such accuracy.
Rebecca twitched the corner of her mouth slightly: Aunt Hetty's offensive magic really failed to hit anyone as always, moving around...
Gawain clapped his hands. , ended this short farce: "Okay, let's consider it our own people, and restrain ourselves."
The ancestor's words still work, whether they want it or not, Hetty and Rebecca will accept it. He raised the staff to show his obedience, and although Amber escaped and deserved a beating, he also knew how to stop when he was ready (mainly because the deterrent effect of an ice arrow was really great), and he stopped saying anything.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the room. After getting Gawain's permission, the maid Betty opened the door and walked in.
"Sir, Mrs. Hetty, Miss Rebecca," Betty called one by one, skipping Amber directly, "Chevalier Philip is here."
"Oh, just waiting. "Where is he?" Gawain nodded, and then noticed the pan in Betty's hand, "Wait... why are you still holding it?"
Betty blinked, thought for a moment and said: " Because... I haven't gotten home yet, so I just put it around for fear of losing it."
Gawain covered his head: "You... okay, you can do whatever you want."
After a while, that person said. Knight Philip, who led the breakout of refugees led by Cecil, entered the room.
What surprised Gawain a little was that this was a quite young warrior: he looked to be in his early twenties, with short light blond hair, deep eye sockets, and a high nose. Although his facial features were overall He is not very outstanding, but his heroic temperament and tall figure as a warrior are enough to make him stand out among ordinary people. Because it was normal time, the opponent was not wearing armor, but was wearing regular clothes, with a long sword slung around his waist. Unremoved bandages could still be vaguely seen on his exposed arms and neck.
He did break through with injuries.
"My Lord, Madam," PhilipAfter entering the house, the knight immediately saluted Rebecca and Hetty, "I'm so glad to see you are safe and sound."
"Knight Philip, get up quickly," Rebecca quickly helped the other person up, "It's really wonderful. Thanks to you, we were able to save those soldiers and civilians."
She noticed the bandages on the other party: "These injuries..."
"They were suffered during the breakout, but they are much better. ," Philip said quickly, "Viscount Andrew arranged for a priest and apothecary for me, but..."
The young knight looked embarrassed, with shame and annoyance on his face.
"You mean the gold and silver you were asked to take out of the castle," Hetty said proactively, "Don't take it to heart - those things were originally meant for emergencies and were asked to be taken away by you in the first place. We said at the time that it is all at your disposal."
"Please don't worry, in fact, the gold and silver taken away by Viscount Andrew is only part of it," Philip's face looked better, and he lowered his voice and said. , "Before entering the city, I gave some of my belongings to a few trusted soldiers for safekeeping, and some were buried outside the city. I was worried that if Viscount Andrew was too greedy, at least some of the money should be left to support everyone. Or let the soldiers make a living for themselves..."
Gao Wen nodded slightly. He was a young man with both courage and brains. He could lead a dozen soldiers to guard a group of soldiers. A large group of civilians without fighting ability broke through, which shows his bravery. Before entering the territory of other nobles, knowing that he could not compete with the nobles, he could think of how to protect the property entrusted to him by the master, and even thought of arranging soldiers. It is even more difficult for them to make a living on their own.
So he showed an approving look: "Well done. How many people survived in total?"
Philip actually saw Gawain in the room from the beginning - after all The latter's size is also really eye-catching. Hearing the other party's question at this moment, he finally had the opportunity to ask: "Are you..."
"It seems that Viscount Andrew has told you," Hetty nodded, "This is Sisi." The ancestor of the Er family, the founding Grand Duke of Ansu, Li..."
Gao Wen quickly interrupted before the other party could finish his words: "Okay, okay, there is no need for the title given by the old man. I said it, and it gave me goosebumps..."
Before he finished speaking, Philip knelt down on one knee in front of Gawain: "Duke Gawain! I...I heard the news. , but I really didn’t expect this to be true! You are a role model for all knights. I have been..."
"Okay, okay, it's not over yet!" Gawain quickly grabbed Philip again! He stood up. As an outsider who had taken over someone else's body, he was really embarrassed like never before. "Tell me first how many people survived?"
Philip finally managed to control his excitement, and his face followed suit. The topic subsided: "On that day, there were only more than a thousand people who broke out. Later, after subtracting those who were attacked by monsters, seriously injured, fell behind, and died of illness, the number of people who broke out that day was reduced.Less than nine hundred people arrived in Tanzanian town alive..."
"How many specifically? "
"Eight hundred and seventy-three people - apart from me, 16 are formal soldiers, 30 are militiamen, and the rest are civilians. "
Rebecca's body swayed.
"Is this the last number of survivors in the Cecil Territory..." Hetty murmured to herself, "It's really not possible. Thinking of..."
Gawain patted Hetty on the shoulder: "Do you know how many people there were when we first ran out of the hinterland of Gondor more than seven hundred years ago? "
Hetty looked at Gawain: "At that time..."
"There were tens of thousands of people," Gawain sighed, "So today's situation is really troublesome. . "
Hetty: "..."
At the same time, in Viscount Andrew's office, the Viscount was writing a secret letter.
< p>The secret letter was written directly to the king.Due to the existence of the Gondor Wasteland, Ansu regarded the southern border as the most important barrier area of the kingdom at the beginning of the founding of the country, even though the south is now in peace. For a long time, some regulations that have lasted for hundreds of years still continue in this area. For example, every noble in the south, large and small, is a direct vassal of the Ansu royal family. They all have the power to talk directly to the king, and some Duty to report affairs directly to the King
"Your Majesty the King, your immediate vassals send you their regards.
"You should have been informed of the disaster that occurred in Cecil Territory in the South in the last letter, and now there are new changes here. This matter is bizarre and unprecedented, but I have personally confirmed that it actually happened. It’s true.
“The ancestor of the Cecil family, the founding Duke of Ansu and the leader of the Seven Generals, Gawain Cecil has recently returned to the world.
“I saw with my own eyes a light falling on the wasteland of Cecil Territory. All the invading monsters were destroyed by the light, and then giant dragons appeared again (I will tell you about the dragons separately. (Detailed description)), I personally went to investigate, and together with Viscount Cecil, I saw the scene of the resurrection of the heroic spirit..."