Time was ticking away bit by bit.
One night, Acadia walked out of the camp in Silence, followed by two knights.
They were very fast, and in a short while, they walked far away from the camp and arrived at a remote place.
There, a few figures were already standing there, and it seemed like they had been waiting for a long time. At this moment, they heard footsteps from afar, and all of them looked in Acadia's direction.
"Acadia, you're here."
A deep voice came from the front.
In front, a few figures walked out of the shadows and slowly walked in front of Acadia and the others.
They were warriors in light green leather armor. Their expressions were cold, and even though they were facing the legendary number one knight of the North, Acadia, they didn't show the slightest bit of fear.
Standing behind them was a very young man. Although he looked very young, his face clearly showed the vicissitudes of life.
"Sol, why did you call me out this time?"
Looking at the young man in front of him, Acadia asked with a rare hint of fear in his eyes.
As a collaborator, he deeply knew what kind of power this seemingly young man possessed, and he was definitely not inferior to him.
Up ahead, the young man named Sol heard Acadia's shouts. He turned around and looked at Acadia with a calm expression. "I'm here to inform you that the previous plan is almost complete. Other than some fish that slipped through the net, the people that we sent out have all been killed by our men."
"Fish that escaped the net?" Acadia accurately grasped the word that the young man said and asked doubtfully.
"The half-elf that escaped, the young knight that you specifically reminded us about."
Sol sighed. "How amazing. In order to deal with this kid, I sent out two decent knights and a small team of elite warriors, but they were all killed by him alone."
"It's really hard to imagine that when I was his age, I wasn't even a knight yet."
"Hmph!" Acadia snorted coldly and said with some dissatisfaction, "I've already reminded you to be careful of this kid, but it seems like you guys didn't listen to me."
In response, Sol shook his head and said, "It's already over, and there's no point in talking about it.
"I'm here to remind you that the next step of the plan can begin."
Calmness returned to his face, and he looked at Acadira before him. "It's been more than a month. With your cover, our men have already lurked nearby. If we continue to drag this out, it won't do anyone any good."
"The spies in the castle are ready. They will be activated in seven days. At that time, it will be your and my turn."
… …
After a long while, Cadilla walked out of that corner, followed by the two knights who came here earlier.
His face was calm as if nothing had happened. He slowly walked back to his camp.
A few days later, on a bright and sunny morning, Count Polya sat in his hall in Silence, staring at a thick stack of papyrus, deep in thought.
Recently, there had been more and more disturbances in the Northern Lands, causing the de facto ruler of the Northern Lands to feel a little overwhelmed.
In the northern region of the Ariel Kingdom, the Farcus Family had been ruling for nearly a hundred years. Although it still belonged to the Ariel Kingdom in name, it was actually not much different from a small independent kingdom.
As the frontline bordering many kingdoms in the north, the Northern Lands had never been very stable. Almost every few years, there would be a war with several kingdoms in the north, causing the region to be extremely chaotic.
It was not until Polya took over the Farcus Family and became the de facto ruler of the Northern Lands that the chaotic situation in the Northern Lands improved. He used his powerful means to slowly sort out the chaos and firmly grasp the Northern Lands in his hands.
But recently, the situation in the Northern Lands was really bad. First, there was the turmoil of the orcs in the northern mountains, which affected a lot of the Northern Lands' financial resources and energy. Then, there was unrest at the border as well. A large number of thieves and orcs poured in from there, causing chaos in the Northern Lands.
Internally, Acadia, the number one knight in the Northern Lands, returned with the prestige of victory. His reputation immediately rose, and during this time, he was also stirring up trouble, causing Polya to feel a great threat.
At the thought of this, he could not help but feel a headache coming on. There was an unprecedented weariness in his heart.
He was already old, nearing fifty years old. In this world, he was considered to have entered old age, and his body's energy and stamina were not as good as before.
"Perhaps, after dealing with this for a while, it's time for Elwa to take over."
This thought flashed through his mind, and he seemed a little tired.
The sound of wind blowing gradually came from behind him. Hearing this sound, Polya slowly stood up, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"Cadiz!" he suddenly shouted.
"I'm here, my lord!" A familiar deep voice sounded in an instant, responding to him just as it had in the past.
Hearing the familiar voice of his captain, Polya breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice.
* Crack! *
At this moment, the sound of a longsword being unsheathed rang out, bringing with it a violent gust of wind. It was transmitted to Count Polya, causing his face to ache faintly.
In his line of sight, a longsword appeared in front of him, almost touching his face.
"You!" Polya's heart trembled. Feeling the longsword stabbing towards him, his body immediately fell to the side.
Even though he was suddenly faced with an assassination, his Grand Knight level physique allowed him to react quickly. After narrowly dodging the first blow, he took the opportunity to draw the longsword at his waist, and counterattacked without fear of death.
The two superhuman Grand Knights fought fiercely in the hall. Every blow was without fear of death, as if they were attacking each other without a care for their own lives.
* Bang!! *
The two longswords vibrated in the air, emitting a violent sound.
Taking advantage of the recoil from the longswords, Polya and Cadiz separated, finally having a short moment to breathe.
"Why?" He asked Cadiz loudly, the expression on his face slightly distorted from the intense rage in his heart.
"Polya! Do you still remember the girl you raped to death ten years ago?! "
Cadiz's face was ferocious, looking incomparably terrifying, "That was my sister!"
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