Three kilometers to the west of Hollier City.
As the capital of the territory, Hollier was not only the most prosperous city, but the surrounding villages were also much denser than other areas. Lax Village, which was not far from the west gate, was located upstream of the river that flowed outside Hollier City.
The village had a population of more than four hundred. It had neat fields and a rotating windmill. Farmers walked along the country road in twos and threes. Everything seemed normal in the hot summer.
In this peaceful village, three men in gray robes were respectfully waiting for their superior, Wimbsk's reply in a wooden house.
Few people wore robes in the summer, but the four men in the house were all covered up. Their faces were pale, their eyes hollow, and their voices were unusually hoarse.
"So … the target will arrive in Hollier tomorrow?"
"Yes, Lord Wimbsk. According to our informant, Duke's daughter has even prepared a welcoming ceremony for him."
"Ah … welcoming ceremony." Wimbsk looked up, his fingers gently twirling the magic staff in his hand. "It saves the team a trip to Elson City."
The pharmacist, Wimbsk, spoke in a calm tone, as if the mission of "eliminating Roddy" and "destroying Hollier City" was not difficult at all. Of course, he did have the right to think so. The plague that the Tasman Kingdom had been researching for more than ten years was definitely not as simple as it seemed.
As for "eliminating Roddy", it was his mission to follow the council's order to avenge Magda, Belom, and the others.
Wimbsk was not one of Augustine's men. He belonged to the Tasman Noble Council. In terms of political background, he was different from the undead who had entered the Kingdom of Karen. So, Wimbsk's understanding of Roddy was limited to the "scout captain" level. He did not take him seriously at all.
"My lord, do we need to bring the Dukes Of Angmar along with us …"
"Thomas, do you know what's the most painful thing for an old man?"
"Angmar already has one foot in the coffin, but he has pinned all his hopes on his daughter. So … if he were to watch his daughter die in front of him … heh, that would be the most painful thing for him."
Wimbusk narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sinister smile. "The parliament will definitely make them pay for the losses they brought to Tasman!"
"Long live Tasman!"
"Long live Tasman!"
The chant of the undead echoed in the room. Wimbledon slowly stood up and tried to suppress the excitement in his heart. "Prepare to move. Let us witness the arrival of a new era …"
*****
The next day, the sky was clear in Efta.
Looking at the city of Hollier, Roddy thought of the Undead Magda that he had once fought here. He asked casually, "Akasha, how does it feel to control the Undead?"
"I can't explain it clearly. It's like you're controlling your fingers. You don't have to think about anything, and the soldiers will carry out your orders. But I can only give some vague orders. If it's too specific, it will give me … a headache. "
Akasha answered Roddy's question very seriously, and then asked worriedly, "Is my situation very rare? A priest who can control the Undead … "
"It's indeed rare, but it's not difficult to understand." Roddy pointed in the direction of the Forest of Silence. "Even the Dragons have been killed by us. What else is rare in this world?"
Akasha knew that he was telling her not to overthink it. Her heart warmed, and she replied with a smile, "Actually, I've been thinking about these questions. I've read a lot of literature in Elson's library and tried … to understand the principle of 'controlling the Undead'."
This answer surprised Roddy, but he quickly remembered that this docile little priest had the potential to be a "genius". Her memory and ability to comprehend by analogy were absolutely powerful. He was also a little curious. "How is it? Can you control the Undead? "
"How would I know? Elson doesn't have any undead with free will for me to experiment on. "
Akasha pulled at the corner of her eyes and made a face. "Besides, I don't want to be an ugly Necromancer."
Rody laughed and stretched out his hand to pinch her soft cheeks. The two of them continued to ride on the road, attracting the attention of the farmers and caravans along the way.
It was not far from the city gate of Houllier. After entering the city, the familiar buildings made both of them a little emotional. The last time Akasha left here, she was still a wanted heretic, but now looking at the monastery, there was no longer any fear in her heart.
Roddy recalled the events that happened in this city: the siege in front of the monastery, the scuffle in the square, the bombardment of Magda by the ballista, and so on, and the misunderstanding with Sally …
Misunderstanding …
The memories came to an abrupt end, because when he thought of "Sally", Roddy's originally carefree breathing suddenly became a little stagnant, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Roddy?"
"Hmm?"
"There's a group in front, and it looks like they're blocking the road."
Akasha pointed to the front, and Roddy looked over, only to find that there was a "typical" group of nobles blocking the road in front of them.
The so-called "typical" was the unique ostentation of the young nobles in this era when they walked on the street …
He was wearing a gorgeous embroidered jacket, exquisite leather belt, leather boots, and breeches. A sword with complicated patterns hung on his waist. He was riding on a tall horse with a pure bloodline. Such an outfit practically carved the word "aristocrat" on his face.
And the six attendants around them were dressed in the same leather armor, and as they moved forward, they blasted the passersby who could not dodge in time to the side.
Roddy looked at the family emblem on the side of the other party's saddle, and explained to Akasha, "This is the emblem of the Winston family. If I remember correctly, it should be the family of the Lord of Pahainal — this family is more rich in playboys."
"Pahainal? It's quite a distance from here, what are they doing here? "
"How would I know, they're probably bored."
Roddy shrugged, looked to both sides, and found that there seemed to be another noble's entourage not far away, and the other party's family was also not from Efta.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
The two continued to move forward, but Roddy saw an old tailor coughing violently by the roadside — but there was nothing strange about it. He turned his gaze, and immediately saw a noble's entourage blocking in front of him.
"Go on the road you're supposed to go, mercenary!"
The other party blocked Roddy and Akasha rudely, his tone very harsh.
"I'm Baron Roddy of Efta, soldier, what right do you have to block my way?"
Roddy was not interested in such a small character. He shook the reins with a straight face and walked straight forward, almost knocking the other party away — Akasha followed beside him, wanting to laugh, but trying hard not to laugh out loud: it was the first time she saw Roddy put on the airs of a "noble" in front of others, and it was quite refreshing.
At this time, the noble in front turned back and looked at Roddy, saying, "Baron? Sorry, I've never seen a noble dressed like a mercenary. "
"Then now you've seen it."
Roddy was not interested in talking nonsense, and after passing by him, he was ready to continue forward — this behavior made Count Winston raise his eyebrows slightly. He squinted at Roddy, and said bluntly, "You also want to pursue the pearl of Hollier? With this image, you're really a toad lusting for swan meat. "
"What pearl?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Roddy quickly reacted, "You mean … Sally?"
Looking at the other party's tacit agreement, Roddy immediately sorted out his thoughts, and then felt a little funny: even if Sally really wanted to "find a husband", why would she find a playboy like you?
But there was no choice in "noble marriage" — thinking of this, Roddy frowned, but before he asked anything, he heard the other party continued, "Baron Roddy, did you just come back from the forest? Heh … and you're carrying a lot of trophies. If your family is poor, I'm willing to buy your goods at a high price. Next time you go out, bring a few more attendants to help you carry things, don't let the maids follow you. "
"Tsk, your axe and bow look good, do you want to sell them?"
This earl, who had only been in Hollier for a few days, obviously felt that he was "better than others." Seeing Roddy wearing leather armor, he thought that he was a poor noble. In the end, he did not forget to point at the "Blade of Purification" and said, "This sword of yours is only used by women. If you're interested, I can teach you swordsmanship. In Pahainal, my swordsmanship is ranked first. "
"Don't bother, there's no need."
Although Roddy did not fight with the other party, he also knew that the other party's level was 7, so he directly shook the reins and sped forward.
But after a few steps, he and Akasha found that both sides of the street had been cleared, and two rows of family guards stood on both sides with ceremonial spears in their hands …
And this scene made Earl Winston, who was next to Roddy, reveal a "successful" smile. He let the horse speed up two steps, and then waved his hand and said, "The Lucifron Family is still wise. This … Baron Roddy, please step aside. Perhaps in the near future, you will have to call me 'Lord'."
These words were obviously taking advantage of Sally. Although he had "broken up" with Sally, when Roddy heard this playboy's nonsense, he still had the urge to swing his axe at him …
"Roddy."
Akasha saw that Roddy's expression was not good, and reached out to pull his arm. Roddy also retracted his gaze. But when he looked up, he found that at the end of the street, a figure in a white dress was standing there quietly, staring at him … next to him.
"Hollier City will always welcome Lord Roddy. Miss Sally has been waiting for you for a long time."
The young butler of the Ducal Palace came over and explained the arrangements for the welcoming ceremony. Then he said to the puzzled Winston, "Lord Earl, Miss Sally has something to do today and has no free time."
"Something … Something? Just to see him? "
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