"My lord, they've already left the castle. Why don't we …"
"Even though he's a viscount, his family shouldn't be able to reach so far south. If I remember correctly, he's from Balta, the northernmost border of the kingdom."
"Idiot!"
Graudin was furious, but his mind was still clear. He couldn't help but curse. He snorted coldly and said, "Who should we send? That guy is at least a Gold-ranked fighter. Didn't you hear what that skeleton said? The red-haired woman beside him is probably at the same level as well. Do you think I don't have enough trouble? "
"My lord, it's my fault for not thinking things through."
"Then why don't we just seal the city gates and leave them here?" Another male pet cautiously approached him and asked.
Graudin took a deep breath and kicked the bastard away. "Do you have a pig's brain? Who's going to seal them off?" he scolded. Why don't I send you instead? "
The male pet cried out in pain, but quickly got up and shook his head with a pale face. Even though he did not know the strength of a Gold-ranked fighter, he knew that he would only be courting death if he went.
"Then let's ask those skeletons to do it. Didn't they sign an alliance with us?" Graudin's male pet glanced at his companion with a gloating expression, and replied in an even more submissive manner.
But Graudin shook his head coldly and said with disdain: "They won't do it. They would not do anything. Madara had just signed a peace treaty with Aouine, and they would not offend another noble family at this time. Even though I don't know why their commander is here, I don't think he'll be willing to leave anytime soon. "
There was something he did not say out loud. In reality, both sides were just using each other. Signing this secret alliance meant that there would not be any communication on the surface, but Count Randner could use the Madara army to suppress the kingdom's southern army and further consolidate his power.
This was the true meaning of this alliance.
Of course, there was no need to say these words to a male pet. He turned his neck and touched the wound on his cheek. He replied with some hatred, "But this matter won't be settled so easily. I'll definitely teach that guy a lesson. Father might not agree to go to war with another family, but I'll see if he can protect the people around Viscount Gaston — "
He sneered and immediately said, "Bring me a pen and paper. I will write a letter to the count immediately."
"Yes, my lord."
The male pet beside him immediately lowered his head and was about to do as he was told. But it was at this moment that the door of the study silently opened. A figure slid in like a shadow, then said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry.
"My lord, the matter with Kairi has been settled. I just received a messenger pigeon — "
Graudin paused for a moment before he recalled the matter. He immediately nodded and gritted his teeth as he said, "That's good. Give that thing and the letter to my father. I'm sure he won't refuse my small request."
. "Graudin turned around and saw that the figure was still standing there motionlessly." Is there anything else? "He asked.
"My lord, the city seems to be a little unstable. I'm worried about the mercenaries …" The figure replied in a low voice.
"Don't worry about them. Even though the skeletons of Madara won't help me deal with that damned Viscount, they won't let them off easily. But they won't let the rioters do anything to me. I know that better than you. " Graudin waved his hand: "You may leave. If those mercenaries don't know their place, I'll teach them to be obedient —"
The silhouette nodded, and then silently retreated.
*****
On the other hand, even though Amandina wanted to let the rest of the day pass by peacefully, it seemed like there were some things in this world that could not be changed by one's will. She never thought that things would develop out of her expectations from the start.
They could not stay in Abies any longer after the conflict with the local lord. Brando was not afraid of Graudin's revenge, but he had to consider the possibility of Madara stabbing him in the back. After all, they had fought once in Fortress Riedon and were targeted by Madara in Braggs. He might even be on Incirsta's assassination list.
Kabias might be wary of his identity as Viscount Gaston, but it was just a facade. He could hide it for a while, but it could not hide it forever.
Leaving Tónigel as soon as possible was the wisest choice.
However, three hours after they left the city, they ran into a group of Graudin's cavalry.
… …
Carey? Spiderhammer was equally surprised. Spiderhammer, who had a ferocious face like a hyena, was surprised by his good luck. He looked greedily at the women in the group. Oh, Martha, he had never seen such outstanding women in this area.
Even if there were only a few of them in the territory, they were still the lord's women. He did not dare to have any improper thoughts. The rest of the women were either thin and sallow commoners or prostitutes who frequented inns.
He had never seen someone with such an outstanding temperament and beauty before.
Kairi couldn't help but rub his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming. He could not help but think about what kind of benefits he would get if he gave these women to the lord. Of course, it was not impossible for him to secretly keep one of them. He secretly licked his lips and glanced at the group of people blocking the road. They were just a group of mercenaries. It was not his first time dealing with these people. His Lord's last woman was the little sister of a small mercenary group leader.
Wasn't he the one who taught those people a lesson?
Carey secretly counted the number of people in the group. There were only a dozen of them. Even though they were only at the mid-level of Iron-ranked, they were a little difficult to deal with. However, they were not even worth mentioning in front of a hundred of his men. Carey could not help but think that this was a gift from the heavens.
His hand was already on the handle of his mace, and his gaze finally stopped at the young man leading the group.
A young man?
He looks like a noble.
A noble's son on a trip. Carey secretly confirmed his identity. This kind of person was not uncommon in Wohnde, but to be so determined to travel to a barren place like Tónigel, one must be naive.
Did he really think that he could run around as he pleased just because he was a noble? The cavalry captain could not help but smirk as he licked his lips and asked:
"Who are you people?"
His hand was still on his weapon, and his voice was like a broken bellows, leaving a deep impression: "Don't you know where this place is? So many people are carrying weapons in violation of the ban, could it be … "
He wanted to say 'bandits roaming the wilderness', but he could not finish his sentence because he saw the young man looking at him strangely, as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Did you come from the Green Village?" Brando asked as if he did not hear the question.
Carey was startled, but he immediately reacted.
"Bastard, who do you think you are talking to? Do you know who we are? We are Lord Graudin's cavalry. I suspect that you are a group of bandits roaming the wilderness. Throw away your weapons and surrender! " He shouted fiercely: "Otherwise, when I give the order, you won't have time to regret it!"
"So?" Brando asked.
"So what?" Carey did not hear the suppressed killing intent in Brando's voice, or rather, he did not think that a group of Iron ranked mercenaries would dare to resist him. There were more than a hundred cavalrymen behind him, and they were not just for show. They were bloodthirsty men who were selected from the mercenaries for a large sum of money.
"But I'll give you a chance to turn over a new leaf." The cavalry captain waved his left hand at the mercenaries: "The women stay, and the rest of you get lost."
Amandina, who was standing behind him, did not feel the slightest bit of anger when she heard his words. On the contrary, she was used to the arrogance of the nobles' private soldiers. She sighed.
[Can't he see that he's walking into a trap?]
Amandina could not help but look at Brando.
The anger that the youth had been suppressing since he left the baron's castle finally erupted.
His right hand loosened from the scabbard and drooped down. He tilted his head and said word by word: "I remember you asked me who I am, right?"
Carey was startled again. [Is there something wrong with his head?] However, this noble knight captain who had been through hundreds of battles still subconsciously tightened his grip on the hammer in his hand. For some reason, he felt that something was not quite right.
"Mr. Cavalryman, I wonder if you have heard of a story?"
"A story?"
"A story about being brainless and unhappy."
This time, it was not just Carey, even Amandina and the Nightsong Tiger were startled. There were only a few famous bedtime stories in Wohnde, but they had never heard of a story about being brainless and unhappy.
[What kind of name is that?]
While they were surprised, Carey felt like his lungs were about to explode from anger. He subconsciously thought that he was being played, and could not help but reply fiercely: "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this story, and I'm not interested in these children's stories." He gritted his teeth and said: "Don't try to stall for time, I'll count to three, and this is your last chance —"
He turned his horse around and shouted: "One!"
But Brando shook his head: "There's no need to count."
He raised his head and said: "What I want to say is, my name is Unhappy."
He raised his hand, and everyone only saw a flash of a figure, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking.
The cavalry captain who had his neck broken maintained his shocked expression for the last moment, and fell off his horse with a bang.
… …
(PS: I'm also very unhappy in the face of a brainless person. If I'm unhappy, my thoughts won't be clear. If I'm some kind of troll, not only will I not read the original version, I won't even read the pirated posts. I'll be trolling while reading, and I'll be proud to accept it.)
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