On the other side, Sodelor, who had found a blood-stained letter on Akasha's body, was reading the words with the help of a torch. The more he read, the more he felt that something was wrong. Finally, he said, "Roddy — there's a letter on her. The signature seems to be … Viceroy Rubens."
"Who signs who? What does that have to do with me … Wait, Rubens?"
"It looks like she's from Rose Cross and Viper Cross —"
"No way … Could she be a spy? F * ck! "
Roddy threw down the cloth bag in his hand and rushed over. He scanned the contents of the letter and confirmed that the woman was indeed a spy. He suddenly slapped his head. "Damn it, I mistook her for a reactionary!"
Sodelor was a little stunned. He didn't understand why Roddy was so distressed. His relationship with Rose Cross wasn't very good, was it?
With this thought in mind, he asked hesitantly, "Should I save her?"
"Nonsense. Hurry up!" Roddy anxiously raised his hand and grabbed it. He didn't care if he touched Akasha's breasts or waist. He tore open her clothes and began to check the wound. He didn't forget to mumble, "How many reputation points can I get if I save her …"
Because they didn't bring any bandages, Roddy and Sodelor could only take off their coats and tear it open to bandage Akasha's wound. The two were shocked by the bloody scene on her back. Fortunately, the thin bra didn't cover too much of the wound, so Roddy didn't tear it off. The two men surrounded the unconscious Akasha and busied themselves …
Outside the secret passage, Ruger, who was on guard, felt a little strange because he heard the sound of clothes being torn. Although he was puzzled, he didn't leave his post. After waiting for more than ten minutes, he heard the sound of Sodelor and Roddy crawling out of the secret passage. When he walked over to take a look, he was stunned.
Sodelor, who was walking in front, was holding a torch while Roddy, who was behind him, was carrying a woman with loose hair. That figure, that appearance …
Thinking back to the sound of ripping clothes, Lu Ge suddenly thought of a scene that was not suitable for children. He stammered, "This, this, this — Captain, is this … alive?"
"We almost died. Let's go. We'll come back later —"
"I was wondering why the two of you stayed here for so long … Phew, it's good that it's not an X zombie …"
"Nonsense, we're going to —" Roddy replied as he walked. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong with the sentence he just heard. He immediately kicked Lu Ge's butt. "F * ck, what the f * ck are you thinking?!"
How did it become a * * * * * in his eyes when he saved her?!
Sodelor, who was beside him, had a strange expression on his face. He looked like he was suffering from internal injuries from holding back his laughter. He walked in front without saying a word. In the end, he was also kicked in the butt by Roddy. "Be serious, all of you!"
After saying this, Roddy panted. The secret passage was too narrow. It was really difficult to carry a person out, so he complained, "She doesn't seem to have much flesh, but it's really heavy …"
"Captain, if you can't do it, let me do it …"
Lu Ge hurriedly volunteered, but was kicked away by Roddy. "Why do you sound like you're in a hurry to gang rape her!"
"Hahahaha …"
Sodelor finally couldn't hold back his laughter. Then, the three men carried the "Viper Cross" priest back to the hotel, talking nonsense …
*****
At the same time, the Ducal Palace of Lucifron seemed to be brightly lit.
The reception hall, which had not been used for a long time, had become unusually quiet in the past few years. Because Francis never received guests here, the fireplace had not been lit for a long time. But now, the fireplace was burning, and the red glow of the charcoal filled the room with warmth.
The servants of the Ducal Palace were walking around the room. Ever since Butler Alpha "disappeared," the news of the awakening of the Dukes Of Angmar had brought unimaginable vitality to the originally lifeless mansion. It was hard to imagine that a single person could change the atmosphere of the entire mansion. No matter how they were in the past, at this time, the busy servants were all filled with joy. The joy in their hearts was not hidden at all.
"The changes to Gordon Manor are here. The tax will be deducted by 20%. If he doesn't pay, then do as you see fit."
"Dismiss this team. There's no point in their existence."
"Send this invitation directly to Count Tata. I think it'll be about time for him to get here. We'll go tomorrow morning."
The Dukes Of Angmar sat in front of the armrest and casually spoke to the clerks and servants as if they were having a casual chat. His words were clear, and even the names of people and places were not wrong.
This situation meant that the old Duke had fully recovered. Although his body was still weak due to long-term malnutrition, after a week of rest and a full meal, Angmar's body was recovering at an extremely fast speed. At this time, he could walk around the mansion at will, not to mention issuing dozens of government orders.
He sat in the armchair and flipped through the parchment in his hand. It was a detailed record of the territory's tax collection and the city's various actions over the years. The old man looked at it and shook his head. Finally, when he put down the parchment, he sighed, "Stupid …"
He was lamenting what Francis had done in the past.
"Alright, that's all for today. Go and rest."
He raised his hand, and the servant immediately came over to receive the parchment. Then, he brought in the milk tea for the night. Just as he poured a cup, he heard steady footsteps coming from outside the door.
"Lord Duke."
Knight Titus stood at the door and greeted them. He, Knight Wellington, and the Duke had been through life and death with each other. In the past, he would not use too many formalities. At this time, Ankama also expected him to come back. He raised his hand and said, "Come, come, come. Pour a cup of tea. It's still cold outside."
The knight strode over. Because of his astonishing height, the maid who served him tea looked even more petite. The delicate teacup in his hand was as small as a toy. Titus was not good at talking. He raised his cup to the duke as if he was drinking wine, and then gulped down the hot milk tea in one gulp. He savored the taste, but his expression did not change at all.
"You're still the same. It's been a few years, and you still haven't found a suitable woman to marry?"
"This topic … Sigh!"
Titus shook his head and took the second cup of milk tea from the maid. As usual, he drank it in one gulp and wiped his mouth. "It's still easier to fight a war. Women … I really can't understand what's going on in their heads!"
"You, no matter how many times I say it, it's still the same." Angmar seemed to recall some stories in the past. He smiled and then changed the topic. "Then let's talk about what happened today. I've roughly heard the process from someone, but when it comes to fighting a war, you're the one who understood it better."
Dukes Of Angmar crossed his fingers and held his chin. His eyes flickered slightly. "… I heard that the war was reversed because of an arrow?"
"To some extent, it is true."
Titus, who was an honest man, basically did not speak on most topics. Only when the topic involved "war" would he be interested in saying a few more words. "That heretic was very tricky. Although he was already dead when I arrived, I could see that he almost succeeded. After that, I specifically went to check on the corpse. The arrow hit the back of his heart. It was not blocked by the shield, and it had an explosive effect. "
"The closest suitable shooting point was about 40 meters away, but I think the real location was 60 meters away …"
Dukes Of Angmar listened quietly. In his mind, he gradually constructed the scene that happened today in the city square. At a certain moment, he suddenly asked, "Where's the arrow?"
"It was taken by the bishop. But later on, I found more than one arrow on the ground. At least seven heretics nearby were directly shot to death. Every one of them … was killed with one arrow."
At this point, Titus's expression changed slightly, revealing a somewhat fanatical expression. "Almost a 100% accuracy and kill rate. This guy is really not a small fry. Especially when he directly shot another mage. Although I don't know who sent this guy, but … he's really powerful."
"It's not easy to hear the word 'powerful' come out of your mouth."
Dukes Of Angmar raised his eyebrows. He seemed to be a little surprised by his evaluation.
"There are a lot of powerful people, but not many are powerful. I think people who can grasp this kind of timing are really powerful. The battle lasted for almost an hour. It was neither too early nor too late. That one arrow played a key role, and the subsequent attack directly destroyed the enemy's morale. This kind of person is not powerful in terms of strength, but in his brain." Titus pointed to his head. "People who can use their brain to fight, I really admit that they are powerful."
These words were indeed agreed by Dukes Of Angmar. He nodded, and then he sensed something and turned his head to look outside the door. The figure of Knight Wellington was standing there. The maid who was pouring tea was startled by the knight … because she did not even notice when he appeared.
"Oh … I'm old after all. My reaction is a lot slower than before."
Angmar stretched out his hand and signaled for him to come in. Although the latter was about the same size as Titus, he did not make any sound when he walked. This was related to the characteristics of his advanced profession, "Ghost Knight". From a certain point of view, Wellington was usually like a "thief" or "assassin". He did not look like a knight wearing plate armor at all.
As a right-hand man of the Dukes Of Angmar, his strength was naturally unquestionable. Today in the city square, Titus galloped freely, but he did not show up at all. Because from the beginning to the end, Wellington was only paying attention to Sally's movements. From the beginning when she was attacked by Francis, this knight had been watching silently from afar. Until Sally directly hacked Francis to death outside the city, he did not show up even once.
It was not until he confirmed that Sally had returned to the cloister that he ended his mission for the day and returned to the Ducal Palace.
Obviously, until now, no one else knew about Francis' death, not even the Dukes Of Angmar. So when Wellington walked over, the old Duke could not help but look at him with a questioning look, and quietly waited for the answer …
Wellington stood in front of the Duke, then knelt down on one knee and whispered, "Miss Sally has safely returned to the cloister."
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