After sitting in front of the desk for a few minutes, Butler John came to invite Roddy to attend the luncheon. This was an honor for ordinary people, but Roddy was in a bad mood because he was worried about the future of the kingdom. He followed John to the dining hall without a smile on his face. Anyone could see the worry between his brows. This made the butler's heart tighten. Why does this young man who saved the master still look so gloomy? Isn't the war over?
At this time, no one knew what Roddy was worried about. As he walked along the beautifully decorated corridor into the dining hall, he felt the warm atmosphere unique to peacetime. Although there had been many bloody and violent incidents recently, when everything calmed down, no one would treat such incidents as a "calamity". They would only think of it as a "small storm."
Rubens, who greeted him, Angmar, who stroked his beard with a smile, the two vigilant knights in their military uniforms, and Sally in her gown. Even Sodelor, Ruger, and Carter, who sat with him, did not know what kind of storm this kingdom was going to face next. Because everything was beyond their imagination.
"Phew …"
Roddy exhaled, but he also understood that all his plans could not be accomplished overnight. So when he adjusted his state of mind, he finally smiled politely, saluted, and sat down. He participated in the luncheon in the calmest manner possible.
After a few days, the atmosphere of the luncheon was completely different from the last time. The main reason was that Rubens's attitude toward Roddy was no longer cold and disdainful. Roddy also admired this governor who was able to let go. Although this old man's attitude was no longer reserved, he did not have any intention of flattering or currying favor with Roddy. Instead, he treated Roddy as a "friend" worthy of recognition.
This meal was also a "parting meal." If there were no accidents, Rubens would lead the team back to the "Holy Cathedral" tomorrow. This also meant that Sally would also leave the city with the governor and would only return two years later.
Under this premise, no one at the table mentioned what happened yesterday. They all drank and ate amiably, asking Miss Sally to take care of herself. At first, the daughter of Duke smiled and replied, but when her father, Angmar, reminded her, Sally finally shed tears. After all, after so many years, her father's health had just improved, and she had to leave her home. It was difficult to conceal the reluctance in her heart.
"If the conditions permit, write here."
Roddy couldn't say anything else. He recalled how he had to call home every two days when he was in university and couldn't help but sigh at the inconvenience of communication in this era.
Apart from this, the meal went smoothly. Then, Angmar led the group to the drill ground at the back of the Ducal Palace. He got the scouts to line up and, under Rubens's witness, carried out a short but solemn "conferment ceremony." Although there were no other spectators, all the scouts, including Roddy, understood that having a governor of the "Rose Cross" as a witness was more of an honor than being an illiterate commoner.
His longsword lightly tapped on Sodelor's shoulder. The Dukes Of Angmar conferred the title of "Baron" to this descendant of a fallen noble. At the same time, he solemnly conferred a piece of land that belonged to the Lucifron Family to Sodelor. Apart from that, he also allocated more than 40 servants, enough armaments to arm 50 people, 5,000 exquisitely cast silver coins, some food, and so on. Needless to say, this was' preferential treatment 'for Roddy's sake. In this regard, Roddy couldn't help but admire the old Duke's brilliant way of handling matters.
The Norland Village scouts were stripped of their original duties and directly incorporated into Baron Sodelor's territory, becoming the first batch of troops. As for whether Sodelor would appoint them as knights or continue to keep them by his side as guards, that was up to him.
After the ceremony, Sodelor and Roddy chatted for a while. He didn't seem very happy or excited. Obviously, he still had a knot in his heart about Roddy's rejection of the title of Baron. But after Roddy said a few words to him, the newly conferred Baron raised his eyebrows and immediately called Rubens and the others to look for Wellington.
Sally was escorted back to her room by Titus. When most of the people had left, the lively atmosphere at the dining table became a lot quieter among Roddy, Rubens, and Angmar. The two old men who had been smiling all this time had their faces slightly darkened. Obviously, they had something to say.
"Let's talk in the study."
Angmar led Roddy and Rubens directly into the study. This also meant that Roddy had finally received the Duke's approval. But at this time, he didn't feel any excitement. Because after the servants left, he saw the two pieces of parchment that the Bishop handed to him.
"We found a secret letter on the Undead Assassin."
Rubens sat in an armchair at the side with a solemn expression. He sighed as he spoke, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened. "The Temple Guards and the City Defense Army couldn't even catch up to that guy's shadow. Until now, we don't even know his name. Speaking of which, it's really …"
The feeling of helplessness in the face of such a strong enemy was indeed depressing. But Roddy didn't say much. He just nodded and silently read the deciphered contents of the secret letter on the parchment.
"By the way, he left some things behind. I think you should be able to use them."
Angmar, who was at the side, carried a box over and opened it with a click. Roddy, who was holding the parchment, looked up and saw a short bow, a ring, and a wrist guard. Needless to say, they must have been left behind by Magda. If it was in the past, Roddy would definitely rush to check the attributes of these equipment. But now, he was frowning because of the contents of the secret letter. His gaze swept across the powerful equipment, and he continued to read the letter without batting an eyelid.
The Dukes Of Angmar raised his eyebrows slightly. Inexplicably, Roddy seemed to have become more reserved and calm.
Rubens frowned and did not say a word. To be honest, he was worried about encountering such a powerful undead. Others saw that he had won, but the undead had sent such a powerful assassin to assassinate the Great Lord. It was hard to fathom the meaning behind this, and this kind of news would probably cause quite a stir when it reached the "Holy Cathedral".
But when his gaze turned to Roddy, that worry turned into admiration. He was very willing to make friends with people with ability, strength, and brains. It was just that Roddy had just tactfully rejected the invitation to join the cult, and naturally, Rubens felt a little regretful.
The three of them were silent, each with their own thoughts. Roddy did not say a word. The short bow that was emitting a ghostly blue glow lay quietly in the box. After two to three minutes, Roddy finally broke the silence.
"I have a rough understanding of the situation. Overall, Hollier City is safe for now."
He did not look up, and his head was lowered when he spoke. His voice was calm, but there was a hint of tiredness in it. Perhaps it was because of his previous injuries, or perhaps … the psychological pressure that others could not understand.
"He won't come back?"
This was the question that Rubens was concerned about. He specifically left two priests and two teams of Holy Cathedral Guards to assist Duke in his defense. Although he knew that it would be useless if the undead returned, it was still an attitude.
"Even if he comes back, he won't be able to assassinate. A ranger who lost his arm is basically useless. He can't do anything now."
Roddy shook his head, but then he waved the parchment in his hand. "But this does not mean that he won't come back … The undead's recovery rate is very slow. Under normal circumstances, it would be considered light for him to rest for ten years, but if there is a pharmacist to help …"
"A pharmacist? Could it be that he can repair his limbs? "
Angmar and Rubens felt that it was inconceivable. After all, the undead were creatures that did not make sense. A broken arm could still be reattached, this sounded very strange.
"If it's a high-grade pharmacist, I'm afraid it won't be difficult. Maybe he can recover in three months to half a year. And now there's a rather bad news. It's very likely that he has the help of such a pharmacist in the Eiferta territory."
After that, he briefly introduced the identities of Derby, Magda, and Ansadin. As he spoke, a bold plan gradually emerged in his mind …
"That is to say, the focus of the search should be on Keg Town? No … "
Angmar spoke halfway, but he narrowed his eyes and became silent.
Rubens, who was at the side, also had an ugly expression on his face. To ordinary people, it sounded like as long as His Excellency the Duke sent his men to search, there would be no place for the undead to hide. But in reality, these two old men knew very well that even if Magda and Ansardin were to move around under their noses, they would not be able to find any clues no matter how hard they tried!
Keg Town belonged to Viscount Tranka. Duke had no right to directly send troops to search. If they forcefully barged in and strengthened the surveillance, not to mention how the viscount would negotiate, how would Magda, a powerful undead that could still escape from the city after losing half of her body, would be stupid enough to expose herself and be discovered?
Ordering Viscount Tranka to monitor them? Even more unreliable.
In this era, the great lords only had the 'right to levy taxes' and 'right to conscript' their subordinates. Rather than expecting these nobles to do things for him, he might as well expect Magda to run into Ansardinia and die!
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