"I'm asking you … Have you had dinner?"
Roddy's injured hand trembled slightly as he moved the bonfire a few times. He stared at the roasted meat and asked in a relaxed tone.
"No … No."
"If you haven't eaten, would you like some?"
Sodelor casually took the meat from the bonfire. He could see that it was a lamb chop. Considering the situation around him, he could almost conclude that this was something the Orcs had looted from Cree Village. But after knowing this, he lost his appetite.
Roddy seemed to know how he felt and didn't ask again. He took a bite and didn't smile anymore. When he stared at the bonfire, his eyes seemed a little cold. He slowly chewed the not-so-tasty lamb chop. After a long time, he said, "Do you think it's not the right time to eat this?"
Sodelor didn't say anything, but it was a tacit agreement.
"Did you go to Cree Village first?"
"We just came all the way from there. There … are no survivors."
"En, the Wolf Riders never leave anyone alive." Roddy nodded and continued to eat the lamb chop. "Speaking of which … I feel that after this incident, everything has become simple."
Sodelor didn't understand what he was talking about. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Simple?"
"Yes." Roddy pointed at Kisana's mutilated corpse and waved the lamb chop in his hand. "You see, the essence of the matter is very simple. The Orcs wanted to eat, so they killed people and slaughtered the village to snatch these things.
"As for me, I don't want them to eat and snatch from us, so … I came to kill them and snatch back the things."
Roddy's expression was very indifferent, but his words shocked Sodelor.
"This world is like this. There will always be people who want to snatch what you have in your hands. What should you do? Either kill those who covet it or become a failure like this. "
He pointed at the Orc corpses all over the ground and sighed slightly.
"Ah, such a simple matter."
Sodelor stood beside him, not knowing how to respond. He was indescribably shocked. "If you mess with me, I'll kill you." This was easy to say, but it wasn't something that could be done just because one wanted to. On the other side was an entire camp of wolf riders, and Roddy only had fifteen scouts in total. The result of such a collision was the complete annihilation of the orcs?
Lu Ge came over to report the battle situation. When he heard that 'three people were lightly injured and no one was killed', he completely understood … his idea of showing off the combat strength of the scouts in front of Roddy was indeed a joke.
Fifteen scouts had killed thirty-three Wolf Riders, with zero casualties.
Other than "miracle", Sodelor and his subordinates could not think of any other word to describe such a thing. The only words left in their heads were "in awe", "worship", and "prostrate themselves".
"Let's call it a day. Assemble and return to the village."
After finishing the lamb chop, Rody got up and wiped his mouth. He looked like he had just brought his subordinates to a restaurant to eat a working meal. When his gaze turned to Sodelor and the scouts behind him, he seemed to have remembered about the organization. He smiled and said, "Comrades, welcome to the Norland Village Scout Team. However, there might be some things that Second Lieutenant Sodelor did not explain to you, so I'll briefly mention them. "
He cleared his throat. Under the orange light of the bonfire, his smiling expression became even more unfathomable in the eyes of these 'new members'.
"Apart from patrolling the borders and issuing warnings, we will always encounter some additional situations. When such situations occur … If I can resolve it myself, I will usually not go to the Stronghold to inform the knights."
"Do you all understand?"
In front of the burning campsite, Roddy's casual words made these originally arrogant scouts feel a breathtaking pressure for no reason. It also made them vaguely feel the stubborn confidence behind those words that was never shown.
… …
Time passed, and before they knew it, it was already the middle of June.
The news of the border village being massacred by the orcs quickly spread throughout the entire Eiffta territory. But just as Sodelor had predicted, apart from the leader of the village, Kirk, who was gritting his teeth in frustration, the rest of the nobles didn't have any intention of "revenge" at all.
It was enough to express their anger verbally. Even Lord Kirk himself did not shout at the top of his voice that he would seek revenge on the orcs, so the others were naturally happy to be left alone. As they toasted each other at the table, the upper class and even the nobles would sigh and say things like "these Beastmen are really despicable" or "they're really devoid of conscience" to show their pity, or boast about things like "if such a thing happened to my territory, I'd definitely do something" and so on.
Then, everything would still be the same.
Similar scenes were happening everywhere. On the 17th of June, at a banquet in Hollier City, Earl Francis did not seem to be interested in such things.
It was originally just a simple auction, but after a few bottles of aged wine were sold for hundreds of gold coins, the main content of this banquet was to socialize with the nobles and socialize with the socialites. And naturally, the discussion about the 'Cree Village' incident was brought up among the nobles.
"I'm afraid Kirk will have to pay a lot less taxes this year. Fenkes Village, Cree Village, speaking of which, the orcs are really good at picking places."
"I heard that Fort Consetton has sent a large team to the prairie to chase those orcs. It seems that they really killed a lot of orcs."
"Lord Baron, you are joking again … Those fortress cavalry are good at bluffing, but do you really believe that they can catch up with the wolf riders and kill them?"
"Hehehe, Lord Durante, I've only heard about it. If you are talking about being well-informed, we are all waiting for you to tell us a few words."
The leader of the small circle was an earl named 'Durante', a great lord under the Dukes Of Angmar. His territory happened to cover the northwest side of Eiffta, and Lord Kirk was one of the nobles under him.
"Me? I don't have anything to say about it. Conseton and the others didn't go far. They must've gotten lucky and ran into a few wargs. They spent a lot of effort to catch some, and when they came back, they acted like they killed a whole team of wolf riders. How dare they say something like that. "
"Is there really such a thing? That warg — "
"The wargs are not fake. Maybe the wolf riders suddenly changed their mind and left a few wargs that couldn't run anymore and went back to their nest."
The nobles just laughed when they heard this. They were too lazy to pursue the matter. At this time, Francis happened to walk by with a glass of wine in his hand. Earl Durante slightly squinted his eyes and said, "Speaking of which, Earl Francis, I think the Lucifron family's scouts at the border didn't seem to have any effect. When such a thing happened, why didn't they resist at all?"
This question was a bit harsh. Obviously, the lords at the border did not like the fact that the Duke had set up scouts in their territory. The scouts were independent of the laws of the local lords, which had always been controversial and contradictory. In the past, the Dukes Of Angmar could use their power to suppress the disputes. But now, the young Francis could not make these lords pay any attention to him.
Therefore, from a certain point of view, Earl Durante's question had already put pressure on the Lucifron family.
"Heh … What Earl Durante said is actually a little biased. The role of the scouts is only to give early warnings. When the Cree Village's calamity happened, the scouts probably gave a warning in advance. However, the Orcs were too powerful, and none of the scouts managed to escape. My men reported that the scouts put up a tenacious resistance before they were killed … Obviously, they sacrificed themselves to protect the villagers. This kind of behavior should not be criticized. "
One had to admit that Francis was indeed smart. He refuted Earl Durante's point of view with just a few words and used the word "sacrifice" to set the tone. This made Earl Durante unable to continue the topic of the scouts. In fact, he naturally knew the truth, but he could not say it out loud.
Earl Durant smiled. He had no intention of continuing to fight tit for tat. This kind of probing should end here. He shrugged.
The topic then shifted to this year's fashionable clothing and the jewelry of a certain craftsman in the Southern Territory, skipping over the issue of the scouts.
On the other side, although Francis maintained a smile on his face, his heart was already upset. The failure of the "deal" with Sarota had already buried a thorn in his heart. To be honest, it was not easy to be a "traitor." Because whenever someone talked about the dangers of the orcs, he inexplicably felt that those people were beating around the bush to ridicule him.
This was the common problem of traitors. Anxiety, suspicion, and a sensitive heart. They would feel that whoever they met was going to expose them. Recently, Francis's mood was getting worse. Speaking of which, it was all because of his sister who was still alive.
He tried to find the mysterious person who saved Sally, but the direction of his search did not seem to be right. He thought that it was a guardian knight of a certain noble in the territory. This was actually a very normal thought because no one would think that a group of scouts could cause any trouble. Therefore, these days, he had been using his manpower to investigate these noble guards. Every time he saw a glimmer of hope, the final evidence proved that he had not found the right person.
This kind of grievance made him very annoyed, and Sally who was peacefully meditating in the cloister made him even more uncertain.
Not in the mood to continue to stay, Francis left early and returned to the Ducal Palace. When he was about to walk into his room, he saw the scene of the butler Alpha carrying dinner to his father's bedroom.
He looked at the door that he had not entered for a long time. In the end, he did not have the courage to step forward and face his father. Although young Francis could kill his sister, the fear of his father from the bottom of his heart made him unable to cross the final "threshold."
Killing his father and usurping the throne? Francis did not dare. Perhaps he would have such an idea after a period of time, but at the moment, he did not dare to imagine such a possibility.
He stood in front of the corridor and hesitated for a long time. Then he saw the butler Alpha walk out not long after entering the room. He was a little puzzled and asked aloud, "Father, he … doesn't want to eat?"
The butler was a little surprised that he was still standing there. He immediately lowered his head and replied in a low voice, "Master, he … only ate a little and was not willing to eat anymore."
Francis moved his wrist. It seemed that he wanted to take the plate and walk into the room, but in the end, he restrained his desire and waved his hand. "It's okay … Next time, ask the chef to change a few dishes. I … I'll go first."
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