"Vera, are you looking for me?"
When she pushed open the door and entered, Jorah saw the girl and the priest discussing something. She said apologetically, "Maybe I'll come in later."
"It doesn't matter, Miss Jorah. Our discussion is over." Father Miro straightened his body and crossed his hands in front of him. On the black priest's robe, the silver-white cross reflected a seven-colored light in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Vera also stood up. When she walked in her black dress, she was like a dense black cloud.
"Miss Jorah, you look good." Vera smiled faintly.
Jorah was indeed in good spirits, ever since the night of the Holy Scripture. Determined to pull herself together, she began to go to the barracks every day to remanage the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine and to retrain her swordsmanship and stamina. Her skin was a little darker than it had been in the last few days, but not so sickly pale as it had been in the past. Her skin had also regained its luster. Even though it was winter, she was still wearing a set of sky-blue armor. The two long legs that extended out from the skirt armor exposed the smooth skin of her thighs to the air.
"I've almost recovered. Even if I lead the troops to war now, it won't be a problem." Jorah's charm was astonishing after returning to her previous forthright appearance.
The priest and Vera looked at each other and smiled. Miro stepped forward and said, "That's great."
Jorah looked at the two of them in confusion.
"I just received a message from Sir Edward," Vera explained. He has retreated for us to Earl Gills, and a force sent by Earl Rackard has been defeated at the unicorn border. Now that Earl Gills is alone and helpless, Sir Edward thinks it's time to end it all. The people of Ark Harbor need a benevolent new lord, not the current Earl of Gills. "
The priest emphasized, "Miss Jorah, people need you."
Jorah's chest rose and fell. She was prepared to break off her relationship with Gills, but at this time, she was a little hesitant. She forced a smile and said, "Can't we negotiate with him? If he can voluntarily give up the title of Earl … "
"Miss Jorah." Father Miro said solemnly, "Ask yourself, would Earl Gills do this?" Under the control of various desires, his soul had been completely tainted by darkness. Look at what he has done. From the day of the Holy Scripture until yesterday, our Count has used extremely cruel means to kill nearly twenty civilians. At least seventy percent of them are women. The families of these innocent people have already suffered great sorrow, and they are waiting for you to uphold justice. "
"But he's still big brother's …"
"Miss Jorah, he is no longer the Gills you know." Vera reminded, "Think about what he did to you. Do you think Gills would have done it in the past?"
"But after all, I have a marriage contract with Hoey's son. It's impossible for me to stay in Ark Harbor, let alone take care of this territory." Jorah simply threw out all his worries.
"Miss, you don't have to worry about this." Father Miro smiled and said, "Earl Oban has more than one son, Gills. Miss Jorah can choose a more suitable candidate to assist him until he reaches adulthood, and then he will officially inherit the Earl's position." During this period, our Church is willing to provide all the help and ensure that the new Earl does not go astray. "
"In that case …" Jorah bit her lips and said, "Alright, when are we going to act?"
"Tonight." Father Miro smiled and said, "Earl Gills has already guarded White Castle layer by layer. We need to shatter his outer shell."
"How many people do I need from the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine?"
"No, miss." Vera shook her head and said, "We, the Crusaders, are responsible for attacking White Castle. Everyone in the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine is responsible for maintaining order in the city. We need to guard the city gates tightly and not let some people escape in the chaos. "
Jorah knew that they had set up this arrangement to avoid a confrontation between herself and Gills to the greatest extent. She nodded, "Let's do this. I'll go back to the barracks and set it up first."
"I'll send you out." Miro said.
The current White Castle was like an isolated island. Gills armed it with steel and blades, using coldness and cruelty to reject the gaze of the outside world. It was located in Ark Harbor, but it was no longer in people's hearts. After the death of the brave, wise, and diligent Earl Oban, there were no more Earls in Ark Harbor. Gills' increase in strength after the day of the Sacred Scripture had already made people unwilling to recognize this lord.
If it weren't for Jorah standing up, people might have petitioned the empire or even rioted. Chaos.
And now, at least the order in Ark Harbor was still maintained. However, there were clearly more soldiers on the streets. The gate of White Castle had not been opened for a long time, and the people in the castle entered and exited through the side door or the back door. The atmosphere in the deeply locked castle seemed oppressive. The Blood Wolf Knight, who was in charge of protecting the castle, was all listless. They began to doubt the necessity of protecting the castle.
However, they swore allegiance to Rackett, not Gills, so when Lanza gave the order, they had to stay in their posts no matter how reluctant they were.
Lanza was anxious in his room. He had already sent a few secret letters to Lance. Whether it was sending people or sending messages by flying birds, in the end, this information was like mud entering the sea. The person sent out was nowhere to be found, and even the messenger bird did not fly back. It was as if there was a fog outside White Castle, and beneath the fog was a bottomless abyss. This situation was extremely abnormal. The only explanation was that the opponent was moving and had cut off all communication between them.
However, Lanza knew that Earl Rackett had sent an army to support them. This army should have arrived at the unicorn territory by now. Not long ago, Lance sent him a message, claiming that Viscount Ante had returned to the count's command. In this way, the situation on their side should be very good. How could they not even send out a message at such a critical moment?
At this moment, Gills' irritable voice sounded, "Lanza, Lanza, where are you? Get over here! "
Lanza sighed. Just yesterday, the old butler, Mace, left the castle on the pretext of shopping and never came back. Now that all the matters in the castle had fallen on Lanza's head, Gills' temperament had changed drastically, and he would easily vent his anger and kill people. Although Lanza had originally hoped that Gills would become such a piece of trash, when he really had to serve such a master, Lanza almost wanted to stab Gills to death more than outsiders.
Of course, this could only be thought about. He shook his head and left the room.
In Gills' bedroom, a woman was tied up in five flowers. The count tied her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed with a belt, letting the woman spread out in a big word shape. Since she was not wearing any clothes, all the women's desires were exposed. The woman on the bed had a dull gaze. Her delicate face was covered in tears, and there were all sorts of wounds on her body. These wounds were not fatal, but they were torturous enough.
When he saw this woman, Lanza almost thought that he had walked into the wrong room and plunged into some prison interrogation.
Gills' mind was already twisted like a devil. He was venting his hatred for Zora on every woman he could get his hands on. If Lanza had been able to find him two prostitutes not long ago. Now, if he wanted to get a woman for the count, he could only snatch it like a robber.
The woman on the bed was snatched by the Blood Wolf Knight from a small village more than ten miles away last night. Although the Knight had no choice but to carry out Lanza's orders, this kind of bandit behavior was clearly against the Knight's principles, which made the Knight quite dissatisfied. Now, this doll that had sacrificed the dignity of the Knight to snatch it seemed like it was about to be broken by Gills.
Gills threw the dagger in front of Lanza's feet. "This thing is blunt. Go get me a sharper one. I just thought of another game. Oh, it's best to have a serrated one. That would make the game more interesting. "
He smiled and finished all of this.
Lanza shivered from the bottom of his heart. Was this demon-like man in front of him really the ambitious but still restrained Gills in every aspect? He lowered his head, thinking that this was not what Earl Rackett wanted. A demon-like lord, then the Earl would enforce justice later, and people would not object.
He picked up the dagger and was about to retreat.
"Wait." Gills frowned and said, "When will Rackett's army arrive? I'm tired of playing in White Castle. And those untouchables haven't been punished yet. If I don't do anything, they'll think I'm a cowardly lord. "
The count looked at the woman on the bed and said, "Do you see that? I'm going to lock up all those untouchables and cut everyone who dares to question me into a thousand pieces. Well, killing one a day should be enough for me to play for a long time. "
He laughed maniacally.
Lanza sighed, "Actually, I was just about to tell my lord about this."
"What is it? I'm busy. " Gills walked to the bed, lifted the woman's waist, and then straightened his back. He began to work on the woman, completely ignoring Lanza's gaze.
"I'm afraid there's been a change in the Earl's army."
Gills froze and turned around to roar, "What do you mean there's been a change? Didn't you tell me everything was going well, Lanza? I heard you say that yesterday. Are you going to tease me too? "
"I don't dare. But today, I have people who have cut off our communication, so I speculate that something has happened to the Earl's army. "Lanza gritted his teeth and said," My lord, I suggest we leave White Castle immediately. Let's leave the city at the end of the night, or else something will happen. "
"Bullshit!" Gills left the woman's body and jumped out of bed. "This is my city. This is my territory. You actually told me to leave? Lanza, is your head broken? I don't care. Gather the army immediately. I want to see who dares to act recklessly! "
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