"My dear Sally, according to the plan, the team is supposed to leave for Fenkes Village tomorrow. However, it seems that Uncle Smith won't be back until tomorrow. In order not to delay the trip, why don't you go with the team today? "
In the eyes of outsiders, the young Earl Francis had always been polite to his sister Sally, and his words and actions were flawless.
He had a pair of sea-blue eyes and a handsome appearance. Although he wasn't wearing luxurious clothes at the moment, he still had a noble aura that commoners couldn't reach.
Standing in front of him, Sally was sixteen years old, which was the golden age for a girl to grow up. Her long platinum hair shone brightly under the sunlight. Her skin was very white, and she did not have the freckles that most children at her age would have. She had an oval face, and her light gray linen dress was made of the same material as the peasant women. However, because of her slender body, she had a different temperament.
Hearing Francis's words, Sally, who was waving at the children in the distance, turned around and said softly, "So … I need to go to Fenkes Village alone today?"
"It seems that's the only way. Uncle Smith has helped me a lot. Here, he forged this sword for me." Francis took off his sword and stared at the well-maintained body of the sword under the sunlight. "This is my first sword. He has been with me for more than ten years. He has witnessed the growth of my swordsmanship."
"Then we should really thank this blacksmith." When Sally smiled, there were two cute dimples on the corner of her mouth. "By the way, do you really not need me to stay here with you?"
In the eyes of outsiders, this was a very normal conversation between an innocent little girl and her brother. However, perhaps only Francis would notice the slyness hidden in Sally's eyes.
"Don't worry. I'm better at riding horses than you are. It's okay that my father doesn't allow me to ride in the carriage, but he also wants you to suffer. Speaking of which, I still have some reservations about my father's decision." Francis smiled and changed the topic. He did not want to answer Sally's question directly.
In the end, Sally did not ask any more questions. She just reminded Francis to be careful. After a while, she left for the next village with five attendants and a maid.
Looking at his sister's back, Francis's eyes gradually narrowed, and his lips slightly pursed.
Lowering his gaze, the young Earl seemed to be struggling, but he finally gritted his teeth and took out a letter written on grass sandpaper from his bosom. After reading it again, he tore it into pieces and softly chanted an incantation, summoning a small cluster of flames in his palm and slowly burning the grass sandpaper that only orcs would use into ashes.
In the distance, the girl on the back of the horse gently pulled the reins. As if suddenly remembering something, she turned around and asked a middle-aged guard beside her, "Uncle Gessen, how many years has it been since you last saw an orc?"
Five guards and a maid went with Sally to Phinks Village. Guard Captain Gessen, who was by Sally's side, could be considered as one of the veterans who had watched the young girl grow up. His physical condition had already passed its peak, but his combat experience and knowledge were far richer than the young soldiers around him. After listening to Sally's question, Old Gessen thought for a moment and replied, "I think it's been thirteen years. The last time I fought with these guys … I left a scar on my knee, and it still hurts when it rains. "
"That must be very painful … I'm sorry to remind you of these things," Sally sincerely apologized. Gessen, who was familiar with her, knew that she was kind, so he did not reject her apology. Instead, he asked curiously, "Miss Sally, why do you suddenly think of these things? Do you think that the orcs will appear in the villages near the border? "
Sally shook her head and thought for a moment. She then asked, "If … I mean, if there are orcs attacking the villages, do you think the guards of these villages are strong enough to defend them?"
She still had a slightly curious expression on her face, but no one could see the coldness behind her eyes.
"To tell you the truth, after visiting these villages, I really don't think they have the ability to do so. The scouts that Lord Duke set up here are not combat teams. They have no combat power at all. They are only used for warning and reporting. If they encounter the orcs, they will not be able to fight back at all." Old Gessen frowned. "Do you think there will be any danger?"
After spending so much time with Sally, Gessen did not look down on her because of her young age. In fact, after spending so many years with Sally, he was the one who knew how capable this little girl was. Therefore, with just two sentences of questioning, he had already sensed a trace of unusualness.
"The geographical location of Fenkes Village should be the most prominent in the kingdom. It should also be the closest village to Fort Cohen, right? That's why I have these questions, "Gessen said.
If it were other girls of the same age, they would not know the exact location of Fenkes Village, let alone the name of the Orc Empire's fort. However, right now, Sally's tone was calm and natural, even carrying a bit of familiarity as if she was familiar with her family's treasures. As she spoke, her beautiful eyes looked behind her, as if she was thinking about something.
Old Gessen was a veteran. He was not naive enough to think that the war would never leave this kingdom. His understanding of the orcs made him more aware of whether Sally's worries were reasonable or not. He frowned and asked in a low voice, "Miss Sally … Do you need me to send someone to contact the people in Fort Cohen?"
Sally nodded and looked into the distance with her eyes slightly squinted.
"I should send someone to contact them, but I hope the gate of Fort Cohen will not reject my request for protection," Gessen said.
....
When the night fell, the sky was filled with mist. The starry sky above their heads disappeared and was replaced by the hazy water vapor. The sound of horse hooves broke the silence and suddenly appeared outside of Fenkes Village.
This might be the first time that Roddy showed some anxiety in front of these scouts.
It only took him an hour to get here from Norland Village, which was 30 kilometers away. His mood changed drastically on the way, because when he arrived at the outskirts of the village, he learned from the farmers around the village that Sally and Francis were coming to the village.
So, all the questions and assumptions in Roddy's mind came together almost perfectly at this time.
The tragedy in his memory should be happening tomorrow.
He could not help but think of the date stated in the orc's letter. If the plan in the letter was still the same, and a company of more than 50 orcs rushed here, the village would not even have the ability to resist.
At this time, there were not many options in front of Roddy. Ask for help from the fort? Maybe Carter still had this kind of hope, but Roddy knew that it was too late.
He was familiar with the rules of the noble lords of the Cullen Kingdom. If he wanted to recruit a troop from the fortress, no matter how many people there were, he or she would first need a personal letter and emblem from a baron or above to prove his or her identity and intentions. After obtaining permission, the fortress would then have to start a round of conscription that would last anywhere from three days to a month … If this was the normal process, if a scout from a village near the border ran to the fortress and said that the military situation was urgent and needed immediate reinforcements, no one would pay any attention to him even if he thought with his knees.
What if the orcs suddenly came?
No one would think about this problem at all. The war had passed, and now it was an era of peace. That was what everyone thought.
So now, when Roddy looked at the Fenkes Village in front of him, he felt complicated.
"In the end … I still got myself into this kind of trouble …"
The letter that he thought had nothing to do with him finally made him busy again. Rody took a deep breath, picked up a water bottle and gulped down some water. He then sprinkled the water on his face and turned to the scouts beside him. "After entering the village, immediately go from house to house and wake up the villagers. Tell them to pack their things immediately. Tell them that they must evacuate this place before midnight. Otherwise, what awaits them and us is death. Understand?"
"Yes, sir!"
The soldiers on horseback were a little tired, but they did not dare to be careless.
Roddy then handed the forged letter in his hand to Ruger, asking him and Carter to hand it over to the second lieutenant of the scout troop in the village and ask him to cooperate with them. This troop also belonged to the private army of the Lucifron family, so the fake letter written in the name of Second Lieutenant Sodin came in handy at this time.
After the tasks were assigned, the team immediately started to move. The scouts rushed to every corner of the village and began to knock on the doors one by one, loudly informing the villagers of the impending attack of the orcs. This kind of "act first and report later" was something that Roddy had to do. He did not have time to argue with those who opposed him, because even if they were convicted in the end, he could still push the blame to Second Lieutenant Sodin.
Meanwhile, Roddy rode directly to the manor in the Fenkes Village. Roddy had two scimitars on his waist, metal gauntlets on his arms, and a horn bow on his back. He looked much more powerful than the other scouts. If it were not for the emblem on his chest, ordinary people would have thought that he was a private soldier of the Lucifron family.
"An urgent letter from Steward Anderson. Something bad has happened!"
Roddy pretended to be panicked and said in a hurried tone. He had just poured water on his face, so he looked like he was sweating. He raised the letter in his hand and waved it at the servants who were coming out of the manor house. "Let me in. This is very important. None of you can afford to be late!"
He did not look like he was joking. A few servants who did not dare to take responsibility hurriedly led him into the main stone house of the manor. The manor's steward, Hall, frowned deeply. He did not look very happy.
Just this morning, a scout from Norland Village came to him and told him that the orcs were going to attack …
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
This was what Hall said when he kicked the scout out. He was very angry. After all, scouts were the private army of Lucifron. In terms of duty and obligation, they did not interfere with Lord Kirk's affairs. How could he lose his mind at this time? What right do you have to point your fingers at Lord Kirk's manor?
So when he saw the emblem on Roddy's chest, he was ready to brush him off. He opened his mouth and said, "What do you have —"
But at this moment, another servant suddenly pushed Roddy away and rushed into the room.
"Steward Hall, Miss Sally's team has arrived!"
This sentence made Rody, who was about to speak, immediately lose the right to speak. This was because he saw Butler Hall in front of him immediately withdraw his gaze from him, turned around and walked out, completely ignoring him.
Obviously, compared to Duke's children, he was not prepared to give face to a dispensable character like Roddy. Right now, Roddy was directly left to the side. He could not even say anything to ask them to help the villagers move …
The letter signed by Anderson was in his hand, and he did not even have time to show it.
Heh … this bunch of snobbish bastards.
Roddy understood that with his status, he could not enter the "discerning eyes" of the leader. After cursing a few times in his heart, he did not get angry. He turned around and was ready to urge Ruger and Carter to act quickly. In his mind, he organized some words to explain to Miss Sally. After all, time was tight. As long as he could persuade the villagers to leave the house, the rest would naturally be pushed forward.
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