After a pleasant bath, Laing changed into the standard Baron clothes. He picked up the soft Dark Elf and sent her back to his bedroom. After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the prayer room on the third floor to find Morgiana.
The Lake Goddess Witch was the religious leader of this country and the first spokesperson of the Lake Fairy in the mortal world. Although she was very weak now, she still had a strong control over the Order and the Knights of the Holy Grail.
Laing noticed that in addition to his own guards, there were also more than a dozen of Suria's guardian knights stationed in the castle. When they saw Laing, they all bowed to show their respect. This was not only respect for the Knights of the Holy Grail, but also respect for the lady's future husband.
In addition, many young knights looked at Laing with eager expectations and fanaticism for the Holy Grail. Perhaps they thought that getting close to Laing was the same as getting close to the Holy Grail.
Laing walked to the prayer room on the third floor. The white walls and wooden door made him hesitate, but he still knocked on the door. "Your Highness Morgiana? I'm Laing. "
"Laing? You're back? Please come in. "Morgiana's cold voice sounded in the room.
He opened the door. The furnishings in the room were very simple. A simple round table, a soft bed made of cherry wood, a few wardrobes, a few chairs, and some simple books made up Morgiana's life. According to Suria, the Lake Goddess Witch rarely left the castle. Most of the time, she would rest in her room. Occasionally, she would walk around the castle with at least eight Knights of the Holy Grail protecting her.
Laing felt that Morgiana was a little depressed. After seeing Laing, this situation eased. Today, the Lake Goddess Witch was wearing a champagne-colored sleeveless dress. Her delicate ivory skin glowed faintly. She looked at Laing with her green eyes. After seeing that he did not seem to be injured, Morgiana reached out her hand. "Laing, you're back. You've done well. You've once again protected the kingdom and put an end to the Red Duke's atrocities for hundreds of years."
"This is not my work alone. If we didn't work together to sneak into Muxilon and finally find out the location of the vampires' siege camp, this war might have continued." Laing helped Morgiana up. The Lake Goddess Witch leaned on him naturally. Laing helped her sit down behind the round table. Then, he pulled a chair over and sat beside her.
Morgiana's eyes followed the man's movements. There was a faint warmth in her eyes. She seemed to be in a much better mood. In this way, under the warm afternoon sun, Laing slowly told Morgiana what had happened. The Lake Goddess Witch listened quietly.
"Hoo …" The wind blew through the window. Laing spent about half an hour telling the story in detail.
He snuck into Muxilon in disguise, swindled information with the Summer Benefits, avoided Matthew Bard's detection, dealt with Old Deckard, went out of the city to the siege camp, summoned a meteor, and then went to kill the Blood Red Duke. He stayed behind to cover the rear, fought a bitter battle with Man Frey, and finally escaped.
Laing was eloquent. He explained his experience very clearly. Morgiana only nodded and smiled faintly. She conveyed the approval of the Lake Goddess Witch and praised Laing's performance. However, after listening to the whole story, the Lake Goddess Witch's face did not show much joy. She only sighed.
"What's wrong, my Princess?" Laing keenly sensed that Morgiana was not in a good mood, so he took the initiative to ask.
Morgiana reached out her hand to Laing, motioning for Laing to hug her.
Laing gently held Morgiana's small hand, lifted her up, and placed her on his lap. "My Princess?"
"You shouldn't have taken such a big risk." Morgiana leaned on Laing and said faintly, "This war shouldn't have been like this. It shouldn't have been like this. I should have been the one to unify the armies of the Dukes and quickly destroy the vampire army, but …"
Morgiana did not say anything else.
As the first Chosen One of the Lake Goddess Witch and the spokesperson of the mortal world, she was plotted against because of her carelessness. Now, she was seriously injured and had not recovered yet. She could only hide in Laing's castle to recuperate. There was almost nothing she could do. She even needed someone to serve her daily needs. Laing, Bodrick, François, and the others led the army to fight against the vampires, but Morgiana could only get a few words from the messenger. How could the Lake Goddess Witch, who had always been arrogant and strict with herself, accept this?
A pair of jade feet in white stockings was exposed under the long dress. The thin stockings wrapped around Morgiana's delicate instep, and her small ankles were like jade. They swayed gently under the long dress, and the crystal slippers with a little heel fell to the ground. Morgiana said self-deprecatingly, "Look, Laing, I can't even move my legs now. I've rested for more than a month, and I'm still in this state."
The Lake Goddess Witch raised her head, two lines of clear tears running down her face. "Laing, look, am I very useless? You are fighting for the Lady at the front line, but I'm hiding in your castle. I even need a team of Holy Grail Knights to protect me. "
Laing smiled bitterly when he saw this. He was at a loss. After hesitating for a while, he could only comfort her softly, "Your Highness, you just need to rest for a period of time. You can recover in three to five years at most. During this period of time, you can have a good rest. If there's anything you need, I'll help you."
Morgiana suddenly raised her head. She first glared fiercely at Laing, then leaned her face on Laing's chest and sighed. "Yes, fortunately, I still have you. If it weren't for you, I would have been turned into a vampire and sacrificed to Nagash. If that happened, it would be a disaster for this country. "
Laing did not say anything. He understood how Morgiana felt. The Lake Goddess Witch sat on Laing's body. The two of them were silent, maintaining the calm atmosphere.
After about five minutes, Morgiana finally pulled herself together. The haze on her face gradually faded.
Yes, as she said, fortunately, she still had someone to rely on. This was a new experience for the arrogant and cold Lake Goddess Witch, but she did not feel bad. On the contrary, it was good to have someone to talk to and talk to.
"Well, I should go, Your Highness. Have a good rest." However, good times were always very short. After a few minutes, Laing indicated that he should leave. "If you need anything, you can tell me directly. You can also find Olica and let her tell me."
"Are you in such a hurry to leave?" Morgiana's tone was very strange. There was an indescribable strangeness in her tone. "Do I make you feel uncomfortable?"
"Uh …" Laing could only sit still. He gently stroked Morgiana's back and her golden hair. "Your Highness, you are a little too sensitive. I just returned to the territory, and there are many things for me to deal with."
The Lake Goddess Witch also realized that she had lost her composure. She muttered to herself, "I've been a little emotional recently. I'm sorry, Laing."
"It's okay. I said I understand."
"Thank you. I feel much better with you here." Morgiana leaned on Laing's chest and continued, "Are you free tomorrow afternoon? My mood has been unstable recently. Maybe it's because the poison hasn't been completely cured. Can you purify me again? "
"… …"
When he came out of the prayer room on the third floor, Suria had been waiting for him for a long time. The female knight asked curiously, "What took you so long? Did Her Highness Morgiana have any new instructions? "
"I've reported all the details of the war to Her Highness Morgiana." Laing said helplessly, "Her mood is not very good."
"Ah, that." Suria nodded in understanding. "Laing, Her Highness Morgiana is very disappointed in herself."
"Yes, I understand." Laing expressed that he understood. He sat opposite Suria.
"No, Laing, you only understand part of it." Suria shook her head with a faint smile on her face. She said something serious. "Her Highness Morgiana must be very disappointed that she can't participate in such an important war."
Laing frowned slightly. He signaled Suria to continue.
"The Lake Goddess Witch's authority in Brittany is unparalleled. She has great power and can always ignore the law. About 400 years ago, the Lake Goddess Witch of that generation had a duel with the court wizard of King 'Young Man' Louis. It only took her a minute to turn the wizard into a frog, and the reason was that she suspected that the court wizard knew black magic." Suria continued, "And as you know, 27 years ago, Her Highness Morgiana led the Grail Knights all the way to the palace of Colona. She pulled 'Brutal' John II off the throne and declared him deposed."
"Yes, I know all that." Laing nodded. In this country, the Lake Goddess Witch had more power than the king. This was a well-known fact.
"So, every Lake Goddess Witch has very high expectations of herself. Not only does she have the ability to change the fate of the country, but she also has to bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the country. She has the greatest ability and the greatest responsibility. So, in front of others, Her Highness Morgiana is always arrogant and cold. She is also temperamental. No one knows what she is thinking." Suria continued to explain to Laing, "She has very high expectations of herself, because if she relaxes even a little bit, the kingdom may fall into the abyss."
Arrogant and cold? Temperamental? Laing frowned. This is Morgiana? Why is she so different from what I remember?
However, Suria's explanation made him completely understand why Morgiana's mood was so bad.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. It was the Lake Goddess Witch's duty to protect the kingdom. She never ran away from it and faced it bravely. However, Morgiana was now seriously injured because of the vampires' plot. When the knights and vampires were fighting at the front line, when Laing and his people sneaked into Muxilon, she could only watch from the sidelines.
What kind of torture and pain was this for the proud Morgiana?
She was just like the Emperor, sitting helplessly on the golden throne, watching his Empire collapse without being able to do anything.
"I understand." Laing completely understood. He had not been in the Knight King's Kingdom for long. Obviously, his understanding of the Lake Goddess Witch was not as deep as Suria's.
Seeing that he understood, the female knight's sea blue eyes flashed slightly and then disappeared. She put on a smile again, "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll ask the chef to make it. "
"I want to eat tonight …"
… …
Five days later, Brittany, Kurona Kingdom, Royal Throne Room.
The old Knight King Richard was reviewing official documents.
In the north of the kingdom, the barbarian raiders from the northern wastelands were constantly harassing the kingdom's coastline. In the south of the kingdom, Duke Borleon was fighting another battle with Count Tobalo of Estalia in order to reclaim his territory.
On the western coastline of the kingdom, the dark elven pirates were relatively quiet recently. This finally allowed Richard to breathe a sigh of relief. However, when he saw the Grey Mountains in the east of the kingdom, his originally relaxed brows knitted together again.
Brittany had a disputed territory that spanned hundreds of kilometers between Duke Connet and Marlinburg. This territory was called the Kurona Road. Historically, the ownership of this territory had always been unclear. Brittany was once part of the Empire. Before Charlemagne the Great established the Empire, there were dozens of tribes that migrated from the current territory of the Empire to this side of the Grey Mountains, forming the Brittany race. After the establishment of the Empire, even more people migrated from the Grey Mountains to live there. The bloodlines of the people from both sides had long been mixed and indistinguishable.
Therefore, both the Empire and the Brittany had a legal claim to this territory. Currently, Brittany's Knight General Roland Marshall, also known as Marshal Roland, was leading 300 knights and thousands of soldiers. They were working hard to build castles and villages in this uninhabited swamp and forest land. The Empire was not to be outdone. Emperor Karl-franz of the Empire also sent his own capable general, Curt Helberg, to lead the Empire's army to build castles and villages. The two sides were in a stalemate.
At the southern end of the Grey Mountains, the friction between Duke Casfern of Palawon and the Empire's territory was getting more and more intense. Richard knew that Duke Casfern's personality was like a barrel of gunpowder. He could only pray to the Lady of the Lake that Casfern would be rational and not cause any more trouble.
Next, it was time to report on the battle of Turis Castle. The report was sent by Duke Bodrick of Bordero. In the report, Bodrick proudly and angrily stated that Bordero had defeated the vampire army with his own strength and did not need the support of the King. At the same time, the report also stated that Baron Zeon, the Lady's Chosen Champion, the Holy Grail Knight Captain Laing, had completely eliminated the Blood Red Duke, the Vampire Lord who had caused hundreds of years of pain to the Knight King Kingdom.
"It's … Laing again?" Richard frowned and said to one of his attendants, "The Blood Red Duke has been completely eliminated. Armand, it seems that I'm going to lose you."
"Yes, I once swore to the Lady that I would pledge my loyalty to the knight who could kill the Blood Red Duke," said a knight attendant who looked about 30 years old with long black hair.
He was Armand de Aquitaine, the Flag Bearer of the King, the last descendant of the first Duke of Aquitaine, Frey Desmond.
"Forget it, forget it. Everyone in the kingdom applauded and applauded Laing for eliminating the Blood Red Duke. Now that the kingdom is surrounded by enemies, since Laing Macado has accomplished such a feat, then … let's make him an Earl!" Richard shook his head helplessly. The King really did not like Laing, but he was still clear about the conflict between the two. In order to maintain stability and motivate the people, he should do something.
"Then, what kind of Earl title should I give him?" Richard's hand moved on the map, and finally his gaze fell on the interior of Chalon Forest. There used to be an Earl title there, but it was abandoned later.
"I remember the ancient name of this place … It's called Glamorgan?"
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