As for Gawain’s third request, Viscount Andrew agreed readily.
Although he didn’t know why Gawain wanted so many people who could read and numerate to go to the territory, he was not interested in it. In his mind, this was the most insignificant part of the three things: Although People who can read are in the minority, but for the prosperous town of Tanzania, it is not difficult to find a group of educated people who live in poverty. It is easy to recruit a group of such people from chambers of commerce and churches. come out.
After talking about the three most important things of purchasing magic materials in large quantities at low prices for a long time, gathering the population, and recruiting middle- and low-level intellectuals, Gawain mentioned Viscount Andrew in his own words as if casually. Those ancient ruins dug out from under the territory.
"I'm afraid I know about the ruins you mentioned," Gawain did not mention the existence of the same ruins in the Dark Mountains, but directly used his "ancient identity" to open the topic, "You know, I was active seven hundred years ago - that was when the Gondor Empire was still prosperous. According to the history of the empire that I have mastered, the ruins that appeared in this area are most likely an 'outpost research station' left over from the Spark Age of the Gondor Empire. , and most of them are from the middle to late Spark Era."
Viscount Andrew is obviously not an ignorant person (in fact, except for weirdos like Rebecca, there are probably not many nobles in the kingdom who have a bad history. ), he immediately showed a surprised expression: "Isn't it about a thousand years ago?! Those ancient magic mechanisms there are still running!"
"Yes, the ancient times a thousand years ago The magic devices inside the ruins can still be used, which was not unimaginable to the Gondor Empire back then. Compared with those magic mechanisms, the fragments of the eternal slate sealed in the ruins are more concerning," Gawain shook his head. , "Even the Gondor Empire at that time was very concerned about the Eternal Slate. They would not leave such an important "sacred object" in an abandoned research institute without any reason."
Viscount Andrew His brows gradually furrowed. He had already heard the deep meaning of Gawain's words. After a long time, he said: "I thought I had discovered a treasure, but now I realize that the Leslie family's ancestors have been sitting on a volcano for generations." ..."
Then he looked up at Gawain, his expression extremely serious: "I know what you mean, and I also know that you are the person who knows the best about the Gondor Empire - I am afraid there is no one in this era. Any scholar can surpass your knowledge in this regard, so I hope to get your guidance on matters related to the underground ruins."
Gao Wen smiled slightly: This is indeed a wise decision. The Viscount was obviously not dazzled by the possible "treasure" - or rather, he was once dazzled, but after experiencing this great change and learning the truth about the ruins, he had completely calmed down.
An eternal stone slab has caused chaos here, and the ruins may contain something more dangerous and terrifying than the eternal stone slab. Needless to say, standing at this momentI'm afraid everyone here can imagine it.
Oh, Amber standing next to her might not have imagined that she was looking at the ceiling in a daze at this time, wondering what she was thinking. It was probably related to dinner.
"I suggest you explore those underground palaces and corridors more carefully, but no matter what you find you don't recognize, you'd better come to me to discuss it," Gawain nodded and said, "Of course, you You can also temporarily stop exploring in this area. This is a safer option. All in all, those things are in your territory and you can do whatever you want."
It's getting late now, so the group might as well just go. Staying in this castle that was gradually getting rid of evil magic, Gawain bid farewell to Viscount Andrew and left the place with his people until early the next morning.
Looking at the messengers running through the streets of the town, loudly announcing the new orders from the lord’s castle, Gawain breathed a sigh of relief.
In the foreseeable future, Viscount Andrew will probably be extremely busy. Under the influence of cultists, just a few days are enough to accumulate unimaginable chaos, and it is not easy to deal with these chaos. Martial law needs to be lifted. Big businessmen and mine owners need to be comforted. People who died in this crisis also need to be comforted. It needs to be buried...but you don't have to worry about that.
The group left Tanzanian Town and looked back at the town gate that had been reopened. Amber couldn’t help turning her head and glanced at Gawain curiously: “By the way, you are really decent, that Andrew. The Viscount is at his weakest, and you were holding his life in your hands just now. To be honest, if the most insidious noble took the opportunity to annex the Leslie family's property at this time, you didn't take advantage of it?"
Gawain glanced at Amber and smiled meaningfully: "No, you don't understand, I have already robbed you."
Amber frowned and looked at Gawain up and down for a long time: "What did you do last night? Didn't you sleep? Are you talking nonsense?" Gawain just smiled and did not explain in detail.
"Let's go back to Goring's Mill first," he raised his hand and pointed to the southeast, "and take the little mute with us, the man who saved Knight Byron's life."
< p>Knight Byron looked at Gawain with some emotion: "Thank you for your kindness. But that child is probably the 'property' of a wealthy businessman in Tanzanian town, so we will take him away directly..."Gawain waved his hand: "I have already mentioned this matter to Viscount Andrew. He will find the owner of the child and help us redeem the child's freedom. This is a small matter, no need to worry about it."
In the dilapidated and abandoned Goering Mill, they met the mute child again.
The mute boy completely remembered what Gawain told him before he left, and stayed in the mill all day and night waiting for them to come back. When the tall figures of Byron and Gawain emerged from the woods first When he came out, the child was setting up a small bonfire in the open space in front of the mill and roasting a handful of unknown dried fruits picked from the forest.
Seeing Gawain and his party returning safely, the mute child immediately let out a cheer, and then ran up happily. He stretched out his hand in front of Knight Byron, grabbing a handful of freshly baked rice. dried fruits.
"It seems that he likes you very much," Amber glanced at the middle-aged knight with a smile, "He even left you food."
"I have never been a troublemaker. Children like it." Byron took the dried fruit and scratched his hair with his other hand in embarrassment, "I don't know what's going on."
Philip Knight thought for a moment. He asked Byron seriously: "I remember that you don't have a family, right?"
"What's wrong with not having a family?" Byron glanced at Philip, "Wherever you and I go, there are a lot of girls. The people who stick here are different..."
"Ugliness is not a sin, don't worry about it," Philip comforted Byron straightforwardly and seriously, and said before the other person jumped up, "Why don't you adopt him? How about letting this kid be your heir?"
Byron was stunned on the spot: "Huh?"
"This is quite reasonable," Philip said seriously. Said, "First of all, he saved your life. As a knight, you can't live up to this kindness. Secondly, this child has many excellent qualities - he is brave, kind, upright, and has a certain amount of wisdom. Although he is very thin now, But physical strength can be made up for through acquired training. Of course, his disability is a problem. Regeneration magic is no longer effective on him, so he will probably enter the aristocratic circle in the future..."
"Okay, okay, stop talking, stop talking," Byron interrupted Philip in the middle of his tirade, "I didn't say no. And when you didn't come here... I actually thought about it. That’s it.”
As he spoke, he smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: “At that time, I thought that if I could survive this time, I would bring the child back to the territory-but at that time I really didn’t expect that I would actually survive.”
After saying that, he turned to Gawain, his expression became serious, and he was going to apply to his lord again according to the general procedure for knights to adopt an adopted son. He swore an oath, but before he spoke, Gawain had already smiled and nodded: "I have already agreed. You might as well ask this child to see what his opinion is."
"You just listened. Is it our turn?" Byron lowered his head, trying to adjust his expression to a more approachable one, and said to the mute child with a smile, "I am willing to adopt you, are you willing?"
< p>The mute child raised his head and looked at the adults in a daze, then lowered his head and nodded slowly.......
Mounted on several fast horses that had been tied near the mill, Gawain and his party returned to the New Cecil Territory located downstream of the Whitewater River in one day.
Hetty and Rebecca finally felt relieved.
Rebecca was extraordinarily thorough - factGawain even suspected that this silly girl had never worried about him at all. After hearing the news that her ancestor was back, the first thing this girl did when she rushed over was to drag her to tell her the story of her adventures in the castle and her brave fight against the cultists. Moreover, Hetty was standing next to her at that time, and her aunt was staring at her. She was almost in convulsions and didn't even feel it - it can only be said that the stupid roe deer's head was so strong that he would never be aware of the atmosphere before being beaten.
However, Gawain just smiled knowingly at Rebecca's escape: Maybe in this girl's heart, her legendary ancestor who was resurrected seven hundred years ago is really omnipotent. , mere cultists, not worth worrying about at all.
What's more, her super powerful ancestor went into battle with the crystal grenade she was proud of.
Speaking of crystal grenades, Gawain felt that he still had to praise Silly Roe Deer, so after returning to his camp, the first thing he did was to smile and pat Rebecca on the head: "You The crystal grenade really played a big role."
"Really?" Rebecca's eyes suddenly lit up, "You used that thing?"
Gawain smiled: "Only one was used - but that one directly blew off an arm of the cultist. That was a fifth-level fallen druid."
In the middle Of course there are many specific factors, such as the cultist who was injured at the time, for example he did not have time to release a more powerful protective spell, for example he held the explosive himself... But no matter what, one fact will not change ’s:
Even a child can learn to detonate the crystal grenade, which can damage the body of a level five extraordinary powerhouse.
This made Rebecca cheer loudly, and it could even be heard far outside the tent.
Knights Byron and Philip, who were already walking outside the tent, heard the cheers of Miss Viscount and couldn't help but look at each other.
"It seems that our eldest lady has been praised," Byron smiled, "She has been smiling every day recently."
"She used to be smiling every day," Philip There was no expression on his face, he just lowered his head and glanced at the little mute who was following Byron, "More than anything else, you should take your 'adopted son' to wash himself and change his clothes. From today on, he will be Cecil's leader." He is a member of the family, and he is also the child of a knight, so he has to pay attention to his image."
Byron showed a sad expression: "Alas...who would have thought that at such an old age, I would not have a wife. You have to learn how to take care of children first..."
On Gawain's side, after Rebecca and Hetty reported on the situation in the territory for the past two days and left, he lowered his head and looked at Looking at the two things he just put on the table.
One is a fragment of the Eternal Tablet, and the other... is a ring of mithril obtained from a cultist.
Is a cultist of the Death Society actually a big customer of Mithril Treasure House... Maybe it's time to contact Miss Mylittlepony.