December 14th.
It had been 11 days since the avalanche at Kars Mountain. In these 11 days, the "truth" about the avalanche incident caused an uproar in Eiffta and even the entire Kingdom of Karen.
The name "Roddy" was a hot topic in the kingdom. After his deeds of killing the Orc Wolf Riders, killing Ansadin, Magda, and killing the heretics were exposed, all the nobles took notice of this young man who repeatedly achieved amazing "military exploits" in times of peace.
There were those who sighed, but most of them were envious and jealous. However, all these emotions turned into "mockery" after the avalanche: A "hero" who everyone loved to talk about died at the foot of Kars Mountain without any warning!
This was definitely a "joke".
The nobles who originally planned to support Sora Sentry were dumbfounded. They originally wanted to use Roddy's troops as a shield. Now that he was dead, were they going to run to Sora Sentry and be stabbed?
More nobles were discussing different versions of the incident at the banquet. In summary, the main idea was the same: Roddy deserved to die because he was too high profile.
It sounded cruel, but it was the truth. No one wanted to let a little tramp overshadow their glory.
There were many other rumors in the territory. For example, the Dukes Of Angmar smashed his teacup when he heard about the incident, and Bishop Benjamin locked himself in his room. In the eyes of the nobles who wanted to divide Eiffta, the "sharp blade" in Duke's hand, which was used to intimidate others, had been completely broken.
The situation of the whole territory would change because of this "avalanche".
However, at the same time, Sally, who was reading Roddy's letter in the common room of the "Holy Cathedral", still had no idea what was happening in the territory.
"His tone is so perfunctory. What does he mean?!"
She looked at Roddy's letter in her hand, which was as worded as a statement from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Her heart was filled with anger. It was not easy for him to write a letter to me, and you want me to read this?
"Idiot Roddy! How infuriating! "
She flipped the letter over and over for a long time. After confirming that Roddy did not write a password, her mood became worse. Just as she pouted and put the letter away angrily, Sister Fiona, who had a good relationship with her, looked over curiously.
"Sally? Are you writing? "
"No, no, just some news in the territory. Fiona, what are you talking about?"
Sally didn't want to write a reply to Roddy. She wanted to leave the bastard alone, so she curiously approached Fiona and wanted to participate in their conversation.
"We just heard a piece of news." Fiona wanted to say something but stopped on second thought, "It's about Efta …"
"Hmm? What happened to Everta? "
"Some time ago, a person's name was discussed by a lot of people. You should know …" Fiona and the nun next to her looked at each other, then made a shooting gesture and said, "It's the Roddy who killed the powerful Necromancer —"
Sally was stunned … Suddenly, there was a burst of jealousy in her heart: Bastard Roddy, he's famous, and there will be a lot of women who like him right away!
However, what Fiona said next stopped her thoughts abruptly:
"We just heard that there was an avalanche in Efta, which buried Roddy and his troops. I heard that … it seems that the whole army was annihilated. Now many people are talking about this, Lord Governor …"
Sally could no longer hear what Fiona said after that. She only felt a buzzing sound in her mind. The word "annihilated" made her blood start to turn cold …
"They also said — Sally? Are you okay … "
Fiona found that Sally's lips were almost bloodless in an instant, and her whole face was pale.
"Impossible … Impossible!"
Sally tried to take a deep breath. She did not lose her mind, but bit her lips, trying to calm her mind and asked, "Then … Have you seen Governor Rubens?"
"Lord Governor is in the council hall …"
As soon as Fiona's voice fell, Sally rushed out frantically.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, but Sally felt as if her body was out of control. She passed through one door after another, ran through a long corridor, and finally found Governor Rubens in an elegant hall with a solemn expression —
"Lord Governor, I just heard … Roddy, he —"
She did not finish her words because Rubens sighed and shook his head, which had answered her question clearly.
He's dead …
Roddy is dead …
But I was just scolding him …
He will never write a reply to me again …
Sally's lips moved, wanting to say something, but her throat seemed to be completely blocked.
At this moment, she felt as if her heart had been ruthlessly cut by a knife — and when she realized that the figure would never appear again, a bone-piercing pain finally swept over her like a tide …
"Why, why is it like this …"
*****
December 18th, night.
[Judgment of the Bone Throne] countdown: 114 days.
Heavy snow covered the sky, in the inaccessible central area of the Blake Forest.
The camp where the soldiers were stationed was bustling with activity at this time. Several skilled squires were cutting up the four reindeer, six wild boars, and eight rabbits that had just been hunted today into a pot — the delicious game was cooked without any spices at all, and a tempting aroma filled the air, causing the soldiers, whose faces were red from the cold in the snow, to swallow their saliva.
And in the center of the camp, Roddy and Sodelor were sitting by the campfire, drinking and chatting.
"To be honest, I didn't think that this method would really succeed."
Sodelor fiddled with the campfire and asked: "Didn't you tell the others about our escape?"
Roddy shook his head: "Only by making the act real can it be flawless. Although the price to do so is great, this is our only advantage right now."
"Ah … when those fellows hear about our 'death', they will probably burst their stomachs in laughter, right? We were outstanding before, but we were killed the moment we left home. I'm afraid that for the next two months, we will be pulled out of the noble banquets and become the laughing stock. "
After saying this, Sodelor imitated some of the nobles' emphasis: "You mean Sodelor? Ah … they are just playing with fire, this is simply a disgrace to the nobles! "
Roddy relaxed at the side and smiled … without enemies watching him, he also felt a lot less pressure. But thinking of the consequences of his actions, he couldn't help but think of the girl in the robe who always called him "idiot" …
Hearing the news of his death, it probably wouldn't be long before she completely forgot about him, right?
Although it was Roddy's idea to let Sally give up on him a long time ago, every time he thought of her completely forgetting about him, he always felt an indescribable depression in his heart …
In the end, he just didn't want to admit that he liked Sally.
Love was not a program with an on/off button. Every time he realized it, he was often already deep in the mire … Although Roddy's EQ was low, he was still a guy with feelings. No matter how rational he was, he couldn't control some inexplicable feelings in his heart: for example, his slight liking for Sally; for example, his indulgence for Akasha.
But Roddy wasn't without a solution. Since Akasha "flipped out", he came up with a "killer weapon": after taking down Elson, he would rush to Mogra Village immediately and find Naifei no matter what …
Then he would fall in love with her and marry her.
Then all the problems would be solved — because once they got married, Sally and Akasha would definitely have nothing to say, and they would definitely be wise to stay away from him …
When he thought about it carefully, Roddy felt that he was really too smart.
The side effect of low EQ was that it would sometimes affect one's IQ. For example, at this time, Roddy didn't feel that there were any logical loopholes in his idea, and he was even secretly proud of it …
"The meat is here!"
Akasha came over with a small pot. Her little face was flushed, and when she put it in front of Roddy, her eyes were full of expectation …
Roddy rubbed his eyebrows and did not refuse her enthusiasm. He raised his hand and scooped up a piece and ate it, "It tastes good."
Seeing that the food she made was recognized by Roddy, Akasha was in a good mood. She sat next to Roddy with a smile, silently watching him drink the soup and eat the meat, as if it was the happiest thing in the world.
For Akasha, her "first love" did not die young.
After confirming that Roddy had no intention of driving her away, the simple-minded priest finally felt at ease. In these days, she also became a lot more "honest" — because Akasha gradually understood what she really wanted …
Even if she didn't speak, even if she didn't make eye contact, as long as she could quietly sit next to Roddy, this seemed to be … enough.
She liked this feeling, even if Roddy didn't respond very enthusiastically.
After understanding this, Roddy didn't continue to make any other requests, and simply let nature take its course. After all, in his heart, the "big killer" gave him a lot of confidence.
"By the way, Roddy, why did you ask those squires to cut the wood?"
Sodelor drank a mouthful of hot soup and pointed to the stacked tree trunks in the distance. "If we carry these things, our speed will be slowed down."
"I want to try something." Roddy pointed to the carriage in the distance that was loaded with armor and supplies, and said, "If we succeed, we may be able to increase our speed by three or four times."
"How is that possible?" Sodelor's eyes widened. "It's too dangerous to accelerate in the snow. If we go even a little faster, the wheels won't be able to bear it …"
"Yes, that's why I asked them to change the wheels."
Roddy swallowed a mouthful of hot soup and savored the taste. "You must have never heard of 'sleigh', right?"
*****
December 23rd, morning.
Outside Sora's Sentry Post, a group of cavalry madly rushed over from afar. Before they arrived, the voice of the leading knight was clearly heard by the soldiers in the sentry post —
"Prepare for battle! Orc troops are attacking! "
The alarm on the sentry tower rang hurriedly. The camp's supreme commander, Hanks, frowned and walked out of his tent. He supported the knight who had fallen from the horse and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, get to the point."
"The third battalion was attacked by the enemy. Only two survived. We brought them all the way back, and the Wolf Riders were following us … They, they ambushed us!"
"You were ambushed?"
"These guys were prepared. They were all hiding there! They even dug a trap … "
Hanks narrowed his eyes. He was very clear that the intelligence of an ordinary Beastman was not enough to execute a tactic like "ambush". The current situation made him have a strange premonition. Climbing up the tower, looking at the Wolf Riders that came and went in the distance, this commander's brows furrowed tighter and tighter …
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