Benjamin knew that Rubens did not like to talk nonsense, so he swallowed his words of asking him to go to sleep. He just nodded and said, "Then I'll … arrange a carriage later."
"Why? Do you have something to say? "
Rubens understood what Benjamin was implying and stopped in his tracks.
"A little." Benjamin stroked his sparse beard and said in a low voice, "I think I know the identity of the archer …"
"So fast?"
The governor raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had sent people to investigate almost immediately after the battle ended, but it was like looking for a needle in a haystack for the simple-minded temple guards to track down a shooter hiding in the dark after such a chaotic battle. So, Rubens did not have much hope. But now that he heard Benjamin's words, his eyes lit up, and then he thought of something. He frowned slightly and said, "Is this person … related to you?"
Both of them were wily old foxes. Their brains worked fast and they rarely hid anything in their words. Benjamin laughed bitterly and said helplessly, "There is indeed a relationship, but … sigh, I really don't know where to put my old face if this gets out. He has actually helped me a lot before …"
Rubens' interest was piqued. Just when he was about to listen carefully, a priest hurried out of the church and bowed in a low voice. "Lord Governor, Lord Bishop, there's a knight outside the monastery who wants to visit. He says his name is Titus …"
"Knight Titus?"
The two old men looked at each other and understood what the arrival of this knight meant.
***
On the other side of the monastery, Sally did not seem to be in a good state.
Although she had resolved the threat of Francis, killing her own brother … was not something she could forget after a night's sleep. Although her mind had long matured to the point where she could decisively kill, what really annoyed Sally was not the act of "killing" itself … but the psychological burden of doing it.
She had changed her robe that was dyed crimson by blood, but she could still smell the thick smell of blood in her breath. It was a long night for Sally. When she closed her eyes, Francis's broken head kept appearing in front of her. When she opened her eyes, the oppressive darkness made her feel suffocated.
After staying up all night like this, Sally, who was tense and exhausted, looked abnormally pale at this time, but she was strong after all, and did not collapse or cry because of this. When the sky was bright, Sally hastily tidied up and got up to find the bishop to tell him that she wanted to return to the mansion. However, the moment she pushed open the door, she bumped into Chris who was looking for her …
"Knight Titus is looking for me?"
Hearing Kris's intentions, Sally had some doubts in her heart, but she immediately understood.
"Alright, I'll go now."
Although her tone was calm, Sally looked very pale at this time. Her haggard look made people feel sorry for her. Kris worriedly accompanied her to the church. From afar, Sally saw Knight Titus, who was two heads taller than ordinary people. He waved at her from afar with a smile on his face. His simple and honest look was no different from the young knight she met a few years ago.
Sally forced a smile and was about to greet him, but then she stopped for a moment. She saw that other than Bishop Benjamin, Bishop Rubens was also standing beside Knight Titus, looking at her with a warm smile on his face.
Such a grand "standard" made Sally feel a little strange. She walked over and bowed to them one by one. Then she heard the conversation between the bishop and Knight Titus.
"We will hold another speech on about the 25th, and after the speech, I will return to the 'Holy Cathedral'." After some polite words, the bishop finally said what he really wanted to express. "So today, if it's possible, I hope to visit the Ducal Palace at noon and thank Duke for his help. I hope Knight Titus can pass on the message."
Knight Titus scratched the back of his head and agreed somewhat clumsily.
While the few of them were discussing, Sally, who was at the side, felt very uncomfortable. Her father had been seriously ill for a long time and could not think about such a problem. Although Knight Titus agreed now, he would probably send someone to tactfully reject it later …
After a few formulaic replies, Sally received the "special permission" to return to the Ducal Palace. However, sitting in the carriage, she did not feel the slightest bit excited or gratified. She only looked at the scenery that flashed before her eyes with a numb expression.
Although the threat had been removed … At this moment, Sally did not feel much joy or comfort in her heart. Even if she returned to the Ducal Palace, what could she do?
In terms of politics, although she was stronger than the average person, she was still a child after all. Such a large territory, and now she was the only one left to work hard to maintain it. She was afraid that it would not take long for someone to target the Lucifron Family.
As for Roddy …
Thinking of this blockhead, Sally could only shake her head helplessly. After all, there was no way he could help with the affairs of the territory …
Her heart was in a mess, and even Sally did not notice that the person who greeted her at the mansion before the New Year was no longer Butler Alpha … She walked with increasingly heavy steps to the door of her father's bedroom. When she looked at the silhouette sitting on the armchair, the indescribable feeling of oppression in her heart became even clearer …
If this goes on, what should I do? Who will manage the affairs of the territory? How will I explain to the Monastery? Am I really going to be a priest forever?
"Father, I'm back."
Just like in the past, Sally greeted Angmar with a slightly hoarse voice. For a very, very long time, Sally had hoped that her father, who had already lost consciousness, would respond to her. However, over the past five years, she had always given up after being disappointed again and again.
Saying this sentence now … was just a habit that Sally maintained. After saying this, she continued to walk forward, not expecting any reply at all … However …
"Welcome home, child."
"En …"
The response from the front made her respond instinctively, but because her mind was in a mess, Sally did not even notice the abnormality of the situation at first. Until after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped, then raised her head and stared straight ahead …
Her body trembled slightly, and her extremely pale cheeks were now as white as a sheet of paper.
In her field of vision, the Dukes Of Angmar, who was originally facing the fireplace, slowly turned his head. His face that had long been expressionless in her memory now had a familiar smile on it, and his pupils shone with a deep light.
Angmar blinked his eyes and softly said: "Why, don't you recognize me?"
"Father … Father?!"
Sally's mouth was wide open, and then she finally confirmed that she was not hallucinating. Her legs seemed to not listen to her and she walked in front of her father, staring blankly at the old man who had not spoken to her for a few years. She opened her mouth to say something, but in the end, just like when she was a child, she directly threw herself into her father's arms … and cried loudly.
*****
On the other side, the scouts in the hotel in Cambay had all woken up.
At this time, Roddy was putting oil on the short bowstring. Beside him, Sodelor tightened the buckle of the arm guard and casually asked: "What's the next plan?"
"Stay put and pay attention to the situation at all times. I'll go to the monastery and ask Sally about the situation first." Roddy blew on the bowstring. The oil was brewed with animal fat, and the smell was a little pungent, but he quite liked this strange smell. He gently sniffed and joked: "Hey, I suddenly think … If Sally has already inherited the 'Duke', it won't be a problem for her to give us the title of 'Knight'."
Sodelor raised his eyebrows, very interested in this topic. He asked: "If you really get the title of Knight, where do you want to choose as a fief?"
"Pick a fief my ass. I don't want to find a place to live every day by collecting rent." Roddy bounced on the bowstring, his mind filled with various dungeon guides and the list of dropped items. "Didn't I say that I want to make you the kingdom's number one knight regiment?"
"Well … I believe you."
Sodelor rolled his eyes, but was immediately kicked by Roddy. "Don't always think that I'm talking nonsense! Speaking of which, if you really want to get the title of Knight, then you can be the Knight. That way, Catelug and the others can follow you to the fief to continue training. "
"What do you mean?" Sodelor raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled: "I'll be the Knight? Then what are you doing? "
"I have my reasons. You'll know later."
Roddy said as he opened his experience bar, but did not explain anything.
Speaking of which, Roddy was actually thinking about the matter of 'titles' related to noble titles.
In the game, after Level 10, players would generally start to obtain 'titles'. There were many ways to obtain them, and at the same time, one could choose to 'activate' a title to obtain additional attributes or skills. The cooldown was 24 hours.
This sounded similar to 'Battle Stance', but in reality, it was completely different.
The additional effects of 'Battle Stance' were basically linked to the skills of one's class. 'Titles', on the other hand, were a completely different matter. Some gave attributes, while others gave auras. In short, there were all sorts of effects, but they were not linked to the skills of the class.
When Rody was talking about being awarded the title of 'Knight' earlier, he was not trying to be modest or stand behind the scenes to be a mastermind. His thinking was very simple. A 'passive' title of nobility was not as powerful as an 'active' title of nobility. That was why he was determined to be a noble who occupied an ownerless land and obtained the title of 'Knight' instead of being awarded the title of 'Knight'.
"After I'm done here, I might need to make a trip to the Silent Forest."
Roddy thought about the plan in his mind and made arrangements. "As for whether you'll return to Norland Village or somewhere else, I can't decide that, but I can confirm that the treatment won't be bad."
"To the Silent Forest? Do you need our help? "
Sodelor was a little puzzled, but did not ask for the reason.
Roddy naturally knew that the advancement mission had to be completed alone. He shook his head and said, "I might have to go alone for a while, so I'll have to sell the crystal fragments in Keg Town or somewhere else. The money I get should be enough for you to train for a while. Don't stop, you have to do it every day."
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