When the sun was high in the sky, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves sounded outside the gate of Viscount Tranka's manor. When the manor guards saw the nine knights rushing in with murderous intent, they were stunned for a moment and forgot to stop them.
However, these knights did not directly break into the manor, but stopped in front of the iron gate. One of them shouted towards the manor, "Let Tranka come out and talk! Baron Sodelor needs him to give an explanation! "
When these words came out, several guards were shocked. Were these people crazy? Were they going to directly challenge the viscount's authority?
Although the nobles of the Kingdom of Karen frequently fought with each other, they had never heard of anyone bringing people directly to the manor to "challenge". This was completely out of the norm!
If there was a conflict, shouldn't they first spit saliva at some banquet to test the waters?
"Who are you!?"
Although the four guards reached for the hilt of their swords, none of these guys had been to the battlefield. They were just ordinary people who had received training. They braced themselves and stood in front of them without any imposing manner.
In the face of the question, this group of knights did not answer at all. They just pulled the reins casually and surrounded the gate of the manor in an extremely oppressive manner …
This silent threat made the guards' scalps numb. In the past, there were not many soldiers guarding the manor. At this time, there were only ten of them. Looking at the nine knights opposite them, they admitted that they could not even last one round at all …
"Baron Sodelor needs an explanation. Let Viscount Tranka come out!"
There was no hypocrisy of dealing with nobles at all. The scout at the front repeated the words, full of banditry.
The situation was pressing, and the manor guards had to report the news in dejection. In less than three minutes, Viscount Tranka came out with a gloomy face. Although he tried to look angry, the fear in his eyes was still hard to hide.
He had just returned from Ansadin's underground tomb. He would never have thought that "Sodelor" would appear at the gate of his manor … If he remembered correctly, butler Blake had brought thirteen puppets to assassinate him!
The materials used to summon the puppets were worth a year's tax in Gigg Town! His strength was incomparably valiant. Even in the entire territory, there were not many who could exchange more than a few blows with him!
They were so powerful that Tranka didn't even consider the possibility of Sodelor's survival. Instead, he was considering whether he should take this opportunity to take over Paar.
But now …
He narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, trying hard to suppress the uneasiness in his heart. However, his expression changed to one of anger as he strode over and asked with a frown, "What's the meaning of this, Baron Sodelor? Are you trying to attack me, a viscount conferred by His Majesty? "
Tranka was prepared to insist that Blake had nothing to do with him. Therefore, not only did he pretend to be ignorant, he even made the first move and made a false accusation!
In fact, according to common sense, Blake running to Paar Town with his undead puppets and causing a ruckus, anyone who thought with their knees would know that this had something to do with Tranka. But the most powerful thing about nobles was that they could distort the truth. It was not difficult for them to act like a whore while maintaining a chastity.
Moreover, Tranka didn't want to completely shake off his relationship with them. What he wanted to do most at this time was to inform Ansadin of this news as soon as possible. As long as Ansadin knew the news, these guys would be walking right into his trap.
Thinking of Lord Ansadin's powerful strength, Tranka's original apprehension and fear instantly dissipated. Then, he stood in front of Roddy and the others confidently and continued to ask in an interrogative tone, "If I remember correctly, my butler Blake just happened to bring a batch of gifts to Paar Town to greet Baron Sodelor a few days ago. Could it be that the lord of Paar Town is using this method to 'return the gifts'?"
Even Sodelor felt ashamed at his ability to lie through his teeth, but he didn't look surprised at all. Instead, he looked at Roddy with admiration and walked out of the crowd, saying fiercely, "Viscount Tranka, I, Sodelor, have never had any conflict with you. I'm only here to ask, why did you send people to attack me?"
His words were aggressive as if he would start a fight at the slightest disagreement. However, the information in his words made Tranka's eyes light up. Could it be that Sodelor had lost his mind from anger? He only brought these few people to Kiger Town?
Tranka was immediately overjoyed. He narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to pretend, "I don't understand what you're talking about, Baron Sodelor. Why would I send people to attack you?"
Then, the two of them argued back and forth. The content was nothing more than one side asking and the other not admitting.
Sodelor didn't have his usual calmness and cautiousness. From the beginning to the end, he kept asking loudly with a flushed face. He even put his hand on the hilt of his sword several times. The two of them argued without any logic. They didn't seem like nobles at all, but more like village women arguing in the market.
Listening to their quarrel, Wellington, who was at the back of the team, curled his lips and said to Roddy beside him, "It seems that everything is similar to what you guessed."
Roddy smiled helplessly. He actually wished that he had guessed wrong, but the facts in front of him told him that the undead had already corrupted the kingdom to an unimaginable extent. Even a lord like Tranka had completely become a subordinate.
"Knight Wellington is right behind me. The thirteen puppets were all killed by him. If you are really colluding with the undead, don't blame me for being rude! Knight Wellington will never be lenient to traitors! "
"What puppets? I don't understand what you're talking about! "
A few seemingly meaningless quarrels actually revealed a lot of "useful" information, causing Tranka's eyes to flicker with a strange emotion. It was obvious that he was already thinking of reporting the contents to Ansardin as soon as possible.
This was also why Wellington admired Rody … The undead were in the dark while he was in the light. No matter how he thought about it, it was disadvantageous for him. However, Rody could always grasp the key point and from there, he could control the essence of the battle!
Confusing the enemy's sight and hearing, creating the illusion that "the enemy is weak while I am strong", numbing the opponent's fighting spirit. These inadvertent details all showed that Roddy had a meticulous grasp of the battle.
At this time, sitting on the horse's back, Roddy narrowed his eyes and observed Tranka. When Sodelor was almost done talking nonsense, he finally made the horse move a few steps forward and interrupted the quarrel between the two.
"Viscount Tranka, we can all testify that Baron Sodelor was attacked, and those damn enemies are not humans, but evil puppets of the undead. This is a fact that you can't refute. So if things can't be handled, I think the Dukes Of Angmar will make a decision for us."
Using the lord's flag to scare people? Tranka crossed his arms and snorted disdainfully, "Who are you? What qualifications do you have to say this to me? "
"My name is Roddy. I hope Viscount Tranka can remember my name."
Roddy smiled and looked at Tranka, whose face had changed dramatically. He roughly confirmed a certain possibility in his heart and then silently returned to the team.
Tranka was bewildered. This is the number one target that Lord Ansadin asked me to find!
The next moment, just as Sodelor was about to continue talking nonsense with him, he almost immediately gave in and did not hesitate to express his willingness to compensate Paar with a large number of resources as compensation. He also humbly apologized for his "poor judgment".
After saying such words, Sodelor no longer questioned him. After cursing a few more times, he finally accepted the "compensation". Then he said a few harsh words, turned around, and left with the team.
Tranka looked at their departing figures and immediately said to his men, "Send someone to chase after them! Remember where they went! "
After saying that, he hurriedly mounted his horse and went straight to the underground tomb where Ansadin was.
Ten minutes later, the underground tomb where Ansadin was located emitted dozens of dazzling lights.
"Really … a bunch of worms that overestimate themselves!"
Hearing that Sodelor had only brought eight people, Ansadin could not describe the ecstasy in his heart. When he heard that Roddy had also come, he immediately summoned forty puppets in one go!
"You only have one mission: Kill all these arrogant humans!"
Ansadin's command echoed in the tomb. The puppet army walked out of the underground tomb with heavy footsteps and an awe-inspiring aura. The gargoyles spread their wings and four black shadows suddenly flew into the sky. When the servant who was tracking Sodelor reported the news, the forty puppets immediately changed direction and sped towards the Silent Forest!
As the summoner of the puppets, Ansadin was still sitting in the underground tomb after the puppet army came out in full force. He leisurely flipped through the book "History of the Plague" in his hand. Only when he occasionally glanced at the large bright magic formation beside him would his eyes reveal some indescribable ruthlessness.
Since accepting the mission from His Majesty Augustine, Ansadin had never failed. But after encountering this group of scouts, he actually failed twice in a row … Ansadin understood that if he did not vent his anger, it would be difficult for him to improve his strength in the future!
Only by killing all the humans in front of him could his thoughts be clear and his path to promotion would be smooth.
Using all the resources to kill the enemy, Ansadin never thought there was anything wrong with it … This was an era where only "results" mattered. When one had the ability to directly crush the enemy, no one would care about the struggle of the ants.
"Comparing numbers … I've never been afraid of anyone."
The forty flashing Magic crystal illuminated the tomb. Ansadin's mocking sigh echoed quietly.
*****
"Do you think we have enough manpower?"
Sodelor, who was fiercely arguing with Teranka in Gigg Town, had now returned to his original appearance. But after saying this, he still took out his water bag and drank two mouthfuls. Obviously, the aftereffects of a dry throat were more obvious.
"To deal with a puppet necromancer, you either have to kill him before he makes a move or drown him in numbers." Roddy recalled his previous memories and said this while shaking his head. Then he looked back at the distant sky and yawned. "If we go according to plan, there should be no problem."
"What is that mercenary called Henry holding?"
"War always burns money. If we want less people to die, we have to keep up with the hardware." Roddy did not directly answer Sodelor's question. Just when he was about to say something else, Wellington interrupted their conversation and pointed to the distance. "The enemy is coming."
Roddy did not waste any more words. He raised his hand to cover his eyes and looked into the distance. The black shadow hovering in the sky seemed to have noticed them and had already made a diving motion, ready to fly over here.
"Good."
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