"Who? Roddy? You've already met him? "
Benjamin had a rough idea of what was going on, but he did not understand why the usually calm governor would be so shocked.
Rubens was a calm person after all. He quickly recovered from the shock and rubbed his eyebrows in silence. Then, he showed the same bitter smile as Benjamin — — "Not only did we meet, we almost had a conflict …"
"What?"
"Now that I think about it, his appearance in the Ducal Palace is no longer a surprise …"
Although they were good friends, Rubens was still more cautious. He did not tell Benjamin everything that happened in the afternoon, but simply told him about the 'misunderstanding' between him and Roddy. He then sighed, "A person like him should not be just a scout captain."
It was the first time the two old men sighed for a young man. But there were many things to do after that. After sighing, they prepared to go to the monastery's dining hall for dinner. But as soon as they stepped out of the door, the priest who was in charge of collecting information happened to come over.
"Goyle, is this news from the South?"
"Yes, Lord Governor, but most of it should be related to the battle between Gordon and Count Moore. There is only one letter from the 'Holy Cathedral'."
"Oh, how's the battle going?"
Rubens asked casually as he took the letter from Goy's hand. He turned around and put the letter on his desk. He was going to read it after dinner, but Goy's words made him stop abruptly.
"Count Moore seems to have won …"
"Who? You're saying … Gordon lost? "
Rubens' eyes widened as he blurted out. His mind was suddenly filled with the words Roddy had said in the morning.
This … this can't be a coincidence, right?
"This should be confirmed news. Because the way back to the 'Holy Cathedral' passes through Count Moore's territory, the messengers had to deliver the news as fast as possible."
While the priest was still speaking, Rubens immediately found the detailed battle report from the letters. He discovered that it was the entire process of 'Earl Moore outsmarting Lord Gordon' …
He could not help but stare blankly at the letter in his hand. In the morning, he felt that Roddy's words were short-sighted, but now it seemed that this scout captain … had guessed correctly!
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At the same time, Roddy, who was drinking at the dining table, naturally did not know that Rubens had now regarded him as a monster.
During the lunch, Rody did not even know who 'Lord Gordon' was. However, when Earl Moore was mentioned, Rody was very familiar with him.
In the eyes of the players, there were three types of nobles in the kingdom: the "Guides" like Francis, the aloof and aloof, and the aloof. The rest were those who protected the dignity of the royal family.
Regardless of the type, the existence of these three types of nobles was the source of discord in the kingdom. In Roddy's memory, "Count Moore" was a staunch supporter of the royal family, and was also a "pillar" of the royal family!
Although he could not be said to be a godly commander or a masterful strategist, Earl Moore was definitely one of the best among the leaders who could gather the soldiers and launch a counterattack when the orcs were invading the Kallan Kingdom one after another. Not only that, for a long period of time, the royal family, which had been stripped of its power, was almost completely protected by his several correct decisions …
With such facts as a basis, Roddy naturally did not believe that such a powerful party would be defeated by some unknown small fry. But at this time, no one cared what he said to Rubens in the afternoon. Because in such a grand banquet, the participants were not the various nobles of Hollier City, but the scouts of Norland Village.
In this era where low-level soldiers might not even get to see Duke for the rest of their lives, the scene of scouts drinking and chatting with the feudal lord would always be something impossible in the eyes of Carter, Ruger, and the others.
But now, under the leadership of Knight Titus, they entered the Ducal Palace in a dignified manner. Under the service of a group of servants, they changed into brand new military uniforms, sat in the clean and bright dining hall, and used pure silver cutlery to gorge themselves on the sumptuous food in front of them …
To them, everything that had happened was like a dream.
This banquet was not just for the physiological satisfaction of eating and drinking, it was also the greatest affirmation of the hearts of all the soldiers after a long time of hard work!
Roddy was very clear about one thing: there were only two reasons for participating in the war. One was for profit, and the other was for fame. As non-mercenaries, the scouts did not have much desire for money, but their yearning for the "glory" in front of them was far deeper than anyone else's!
If they could not obtain these things, who would rush to the battlefield from dawn to dusk?
So at this time, looking at these subordinates laughing and talking loudly, Roddy could deeply feel the increasingly cohesive and high morale of the army.
Of course, what he admired most was the Dukes Of Angmar who agreed to this request, and also the two knights who sat together with the scouts at this time. In this era of strict hierarchy, such a scene was absolutely unique.
"I said before, we will not return until we are drunk today!"
Duke raised his cup high. Although he knew that his body had not recovered yet, he still drank the cup of ale in one gulp and said, "Awesome!"
"Long live the feudal lord!"
A burst of cheers sounded. The usually quiet dining hall was abnormally noisy at this time.
Roddy's alcohol tolerance was not high. After drinking only two cups of ale since the beginning of the banquet, he was already a little dizzy. Fortunately, with his level and attributes advantage, he did not make a fool of himself. He looked at Sally who was greeting the scouts and felt a little helpless. In the afternoon, he went to find Sally to explain to her what happened at noon, but who knew that Sally would directly close the door and hide in the bedroom. Roddy waited for a long time, but she did not have any intention of opening the door, so he could only bitterly leave …
When it was time for the banquet, Sally appeared in her splendid attire as if nothing had happened. She smiled and greeted Sodelor and the others. She also greeted Jiang Yi, but she did not talk much with him. She only said a few formal sentences …
"What a headache …"
Roddy really could not figure out what this girl was thinking about, but his mind was not on women. At this time, seeing that there were finally fewer people around Knight Wellington, he walked over slowly and then whispered a greeting, "Knight Wellington, do you have time to talk?"
"Oh?" Wellington lowered his head and looked at the guy who was a head shorter than him. He had a good impression of these scouts who could kill their way back and forth in the Orc Kingdom, so he smiled and replied, "Tell me, what can I help you with?"
"It's … about these scouts."
Roddy and he walked to the corner of the dining hall. He gestured with his hands and said some of his ideas, "About things like horsemanship and swordsmanship, this team is currently lacking a very experienced teacher …"
The two figures, one tall and one short, walked to the side while talking. Not far away, Sally who seemed to be smiling and chatting with her father, secretly glanced at Roddy from the corner of her eyes —
"Why? Are you only looking at him? "
Angmar naturally noticed this. His whispered teasing made Sally's little face turn red. She wrinkled her nose, turned her gaze and snorted softly, "Who's looking at him …"
"I didn't say who."
Angmar laughed and changed the topic when his daughter's face suddenly turned red. He asked, "Oh yes, have you thought about the things that Rubens said?"
"Thought about it … No, not yet."
When Sally thought about the matter of going to the "Holy Temple" that the Governor mentioned, her little face suddenly became listless … Although she knew that this was an opportunity that countless nobles and believers dreamed of, she still missed that "idiot". Two years was not a long time, but it was not a short time either. If she left now, it would probably take two and a half years before she could come back. At that time, she would be a young lady who was almost nineteen years old …
"I won't stop my daughter from doing what she wants to do. I just want you to know that no matter what decision you make, as a father, I will support you unconditionally." Angmar raised his hand and made a gesture to cover his mouth. He whispered, "Although the 'Rose Cross' rules prohibit marriage, the bloodline of Lucifron … must be passed down."
"Father!"
Sally couldn't listen to it anymore. She simply covered her ears, and her face was as red as an apple. "I'm only sixteen years old. Don't talk to me about having a child!"
"Okay, okay, okay. I won't say it. I won't say it."
The Dukes Of Angmar hurriedly stopped talking and raised his hand to make a gesture of "surrender". This was a gesture that he often used to coax Sally when they were young. Now that he did it, it made the originally confused Sally feel a little sad …
Looking at the wrinkles on her father's face that could no longer be concealed and his body that was no longer strong, Sally also understood that the carefree times of the past … would probably never return.
She also knew that if she stayed in Hollier, she would probably only be able to slowly rise from priest. Although her starting point was already higher than others, it would take at least three to five years before she could become a bishop. Climbing further up would completely depend on luck.
And if she followed Viceroy Rubens to the "Holy Cathedral," not to mention the fact that she would definitely become a "bishop" in two years, just the connections and resources that she had accumulated in the Church over the past two years were definitely not something that a priest in Hollier could compare to. More importantly, if something were to happen to her father's health, the position of Suzerain and Duke would be inherited by her. If she didn't have enough resources and resources, how could she sit firmly in such a high position?
Sally had long experienced the cruelty of reality, so at this moment, she could naturally distinguish what she should choose. However, when she looked up at Roddy, she felt that she couldn't immediately make any ruthless decision.
Throughout the afternoon, Sally had actually been hesitating. She didn't even dare to meet and talk to Roddy because she was afraid that Roddy would try to persuade her to stay. How should she choose if that happened?
But seeing her father supporting her so much, Sally also gradually understood that these choices couldn't be made based on her own preferences. What was weighing on her back was the entire Lucifron family and the future of the Eiffta territory.
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