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Chapter 230

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Eron Calendar, November 9th, 588.

Unknowingly, the 'ownerless' state of Gigg Town had lasted for more than a week.

Ever since Viscount Tranka was assassinated, the basic order in Gigg Town did not collapse, but an inexplicable oppressive atmosphere made the civilians understand: Everything in front of them was just the calm before the storm.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and many shops had already closed for business. In the cold wind, the pedestrians tried their best to shrink their bodies into their cloaks as they walked forward. When they passed the square in the middle of the town, they could vaguely see the notice about 'treason'.

The town that had lost its lord no longer had any patrols, and in its place were some suspicious outsiders. As for the intentions of these people, the people in the town were well aware of it, but they were helpless … In such a season, it was unrealistic to want to move elsewhere. The only thing they could do was to shut their doors tightly and pray for the war to end as soon as possible in front of the warm fireplace.

Such scenes would eventually come to an end one day. At noon on the 9th, the sound of horse hooves from afar finally startled the quiet town.

A cavalry team from the Western Territory rushed out of the forest. There were about a hundred of them, and the leading knight was dressed in luxurious armor. The family emblem on his chest was a double-headed eagle. This indicated that he was Baron Bourne of the 'Joyce' family.

The hundred cavalrymen were imposing, followed by a long line of supply teams and squires. There were about 230 people in total. After entering the town, Baron Bourne Joyce first looked at the 'treason' statement about Tranka in the square, and then stationed the troops at the edge of the town. He did not assume a posture of controlling the town completely.

Speaking of which, this was a 'customary' rule among the nobles. Humans were ultimately different from the Orcs. If the 'Blood Hammer clan' was here, perhaps Gigg Town would have been slaughtered over and over again … But the principle pursued by the nobles was' not to fight if possible '. Even if there was a fight, they would not really be ruthless. Basically, they would mainly take the captives. After the battle was over and the ransom was paid, the captives could be taken back …

To put it bluntly, profit was the most important thing among the nobles. When there was money to be made, it would be best if no one died.

Under such rules, Baron Bourne leisurely waited outside the town. In the afternoon, the two feudal lords from the north also camped outside the town. Not only did the battle not break out, but the three feudal lords even sat at the same table for dinner …

"These nobles are so pretentious. They obviously want to smash each other's faces, but in the end, they still have to pretend to be gentlemen and chat casually. Tsk tsk."

It was still in the manor left by Ansadin. The atmosphere in the dining hall was obviously much better than the honey-tongued nobles' table a few kilometers away. Roddy, Sodelor, Ruger, Carter, and Akasha were all sitting here. At this time, the one who spoke was Roddy. But then he added, "Ahem, Sodelor, of course I'm not talking about you. You're so used to being a scout that you've forgotten that there's a baron among us, heh …"

Only he dared to say such words casually. After all, in the traditional concept, 'scout' and 'feudal lord' were two completely different classes. Not to mention sitting together to eat, even speaking without using honorifics would be reprimanded.

But such a custom naturally did not apply at the moment. Beside Roddy and the others' table, there were seven or eight other tables filled with scouts. These 'subordinates' cultivated by Roddy had the qualifications to eat with them. Therefore, the atmosphere in the dining hall was very lively, quite like the harmonious atmosphere during training.

"I naturally have no objections. To be honest, being a baron like this is more interesting than I expected." Sodelor drank a cup of warm ale and said with a sigh, "When the Dukes Of Angmar were bestowed the title, I was worried whether I would become like those nobles. Or if I'd cast away the bow after I've served my purpose, sending the brothers who fought side by side to a corner or something …"

Shaking his head, he looked around at the scouts who rushed over together and smiled. "It's good like this now. We're still together, and we can still charge side by side for the kingdom."

"I've long said that your worries are unnecessary." Roddy raised his cup and drank the warm water that Akasha specially poured for him. "Are the preparations for these days almost done?"

"Almost as expected. Those Holy Temple soldiers are not good at fighting, but they're more than enough to be engineers."

These words made Rody roll his eyes, but he was naturally satisfied in his heart. He thought for a moment and stretched out his hand to count. "Three lords came today. According to the news, they'll almost all arrive in the next two days. Ha … the charm of Kiger Town is really not small."

"These guys are very cautious. Each of them is carefully watching the movements of the Dukes Of Angmar. After hearing the news that Wellington and Titus went to the Northwest Fortress, they dared to openly appear." Sodelor pondered for a moment and whispered, "But what I'm worried about is … will they really take a long time before they make a move?"

"The nobles are all like this. Let them talk slowly." Roddy rubbed the wooden cup in his hand. "According to the usual practice, they won't fight for at least half a month."

Turning his head, Roddy asked something else, "Lu Ge, is there any news from the Silent Forest?"

"The scouts reported that there was a small accident, but everything is normal. The team will arrive tomorrow morning."

"That's good. It's better to have more people." He looked at Akasha and reached out to pat her. "What are you thinking about recently? You're always distracted. "

"Ah? I … I'm thinking about the contents of that book. "

The beautiful Priestess was shocked by Roddy's action. She hurriedly whispered — her voice was soft and weak, revealing an indescribable shyness.

Roddy raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I didn't expect you to be interested in these things. If I had known, I would have asked Natha to bring back more similar books for you to read."

Akasha was a little embarrassed and said, "Actually, what you said the other day seems to be feasible. Necromancy may be able to —"

Before she could finish speaking, the door of the dining hall was suddenly pushed open. The scout who was in charge of delivering the message trotted in with the cold air of early winter. He did not stop along the way and saluted Rody. After that, he reported a piece of shocking news.

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