Looking at the blood-stained eagle flag in his hand, Laing's eyes were a little uncertain. He stood up and motioned for Veronica to leave with him first. "You should know about the Flaming Red Expedition, also known as the Araby Holy War, right?"
"Of course, but what does this eagle flag have to do with the Araby Holy War?" Veronica nodded. The smell of blood in the air made her a little uncomfortable. When she saw Laing motioning for the two to leave, she immediately followed Laing's footsteps. "Which order of knights does it belong to?"
The Flaming Red Expedition had led to the birth of more than a dozen orders of knights. Veronica thought that perhaps there were some orders of knights that she did not know about.
"No, this order of knights is called the Magritte Knights. The eagle flag, spear, and the flaming sun are the coat of arms of this order of knights. The birth of this order of knights was due to the invasion of Araby. The knights of Estalia formed this order of knights to resist the desert cavalry. This order of knights was at its largest size and had 3,000 knights." Laing began to talk about the origin of the eagle flag.
"Thousands of knights?! My goodness, these thousands of knights did not even establish a Knight King's Kingdom?! You know, the first Knight King Arthur and the first twelve Knights of the Holy Grail only led 8,000 knights in total! " Veronica could not suppress her surprise. Since she came to Laing's territory to build the wizard tower, she had read up on Brittany's history.
"After the fall of Magritte, the Magritte Knights were officially announced. Almost all the knights of Estalia joined this order of knights. They swore to make the Arabies pay with their blood. Therefore, during the nine-year Estalia Liberation War, the number of knights in this order of knights increased. A large number of knights from the Empire and Brittany joined this order of knights." Laing held the eagle flag in his hand and walked out of the farm with Veronica. Looking at the sunset, the two smiled at each other. Veronica continued Laing's words. "It took nine years for the knights to expel all of Araby's troops from Estalia. They followed the desert army and killed their way to Araby. They also cut off the head of King Jafar of Araby and burned his palace with countless forbidden knowledge and dark creations to the ground. At the same time, hundreds of ships transported countless gold, silver, gems, amber, beeswax, wood, fur, and other goods from the desert."
"That's right. Both the Empire and Brittany knights won an amazing amount of wealth from this war." Laing nodded and continued. "As the knights of Estalia, the Magritte Knights were even more so."
"Then why?" Veronica asked. "Why did this order of knights disappear?"
The two mounted their horses and prepared to rush back to Billy Barley for the night.
On the horseback, Laing continued. "Because of differences."
"The knights of Magritte not only wanted to expel the Arabies, they also wanted to build a real Knight King's kingdom in Araby. For this, they spent a lot of manpower and resources to build castles in the desert. There, they fought against the divided tribes of Araby. But it turned out that they were not desert people. After many years, the Magritte Knights were finally forced to return to Estalia after losing most of their strongholds."
"What happened after that?" Veronica asked Laing to continue.
"After that? This group of knights still did not want to give up. They continued to raise funds and seek the support of the Estalians. At first, the merchants and nobles of these southern countries were willing to support them, but the situation would not always be like this. As you know, Veronica, with the death of King Jafar and the destruction of the unified kingdom, the small tribes of Araby, which had been divided into many small tribes, resumed trade with the new and old worlds. After a lot of profits came in, both the nobles and merchants had no intention of continuing the war. "Laing smiled bitterly. This was exactly the same situation after he defeated Egil Redeye.
"So the nobles and merchants began to suppress this group of knights. The Magritte Knights began to be suppressed by a series of laws and additional taxes. The knights' grand mentors and knight commanders began to realize that they were gradually no longer welcome, so this group of knights made a decision."
"The knights decided to go on an expedition. All the knights who were willing to follow the grand mentor left Estalia on a ship and never looked back. At that time, the grand mentor of the Magritte Knights cursed all the rich merchants and nobles who rushed over after hearing the news. He loudly said that the nobles and merchants had chosen to forget their hatred and give up the chance to truly unite Estalia because of some pitiful short-term benefits. Therefore, he cursed in the name of the Goddess of War, Mirmidia, that before the Magritte Knights returned, Estalia would never be united, ever."
"Obviously, this curse is still in effect today." Veronica nodded. As a southern country, Estalia and Tyrell had never been united. Estalia was divided into seven city-states that were constantly at war. No matter how hard the nobles tried, they could not unite.
"Oh? You said Estalia? That's right! We are all Estalians, but Estalia is just a place. Buddy, this is Billibaly, that is Magritte, that is Saragossa. Where is Estalia? Estalia is only on the map. "
— Estalia's rich merchant, Roberto Vilanova
"The situation has become complicated." Leon furrowed his brows. He kept the letter in his pocket and handed the blood-stained eagle flag to Veronica. "The remaining Magritte knights have split up and merged to form three new orders of knights. Can you guess which three orders are these?"
Veronica looked at the eagle flag carefully. Garland's expression became more and more unpleasant. "This symbol … Eagle, Scorching Sun, and the Spear of Justice?!"
"That's right. The Magritte Knights are the mother of these three orders." Leon sneered and said in a low voice, "If, and I'm saying if, this knight order that has disappeared for 400 years still exists, and the treasure they are transporting is the Neptune's Trident, then we're in trouble this time."
"We can only take it one step at a time." Veronica's expression became more and more unpleasant. She even wanted to persuade Laing to stay away from this whirlpool.
This is a serious problem.
The Eagle Knights' branches started in Estalia and spread throughout Estalia, Tyrell, the bordering princes' territories, and the Empire. There were more than a thousand knights in this order!
Although the Spear of Justice was not outstanding in battle and was mainly in charge of law and order, it had branches in every city in the Empire!
The Scorching Sun Knights were one of the seven major orders of knights in the Empire. They were a first-rate order of knights other than the three major orders of knights in the Old World! The third largest order of knights in the Empire. They were the guardian knights of Tarabek and the city of Tarabek!
As long as there was a mistake in the handling of certain problems, it could lead to an all-out war between Brittany and the Empire!
… …
Three hours ago, in the southern countries of the Old World, Estalia, Billibaly Duchy, Red Bull Hotel.
Holy Grail Knight Fedmond, Paladin Alfred Frey, and Dark Elf Olica walked into the hotel one after another.
Fedmond instinctively wanted to ask the owner directly, but Alfred shook his head. He walked to the bar and threw three silver coins. "Three glasses of Empire stout, thank you."
"Of course, sir." The owner took the silver coins and bit them. After confirming that they were genuine, he was very happy and immediately went to pour the wine.
"Estalia's silver coins are often mixed with other things." Alfred Frey whispered to Fedmond. "Be patient. We need to find an opportunity. If you ask directly, the owner will most likely not say anything."
"Okay." After seeing Laing's ability, Fedmond humbly listened to the suggestion. He patiently learned Alfred Frey's conversation skills.
Olica was wearing a mask, a hood, and a hood, so her identity could not be seen. However, in the southern countries that enjoyed peace and heat, there were not many people who would dress like this. The guests looked at her curiously. There were even some young men who whistled. They could tell from the dark elf's slim figure and tight collar that she was a woman. "Hey, miss, do you want to sit down and have a drink? I can tell you anything you want to know. Of course, if you want to talk in private, that's not a problem!"
"Yes, miss, come here quickly!" A customer laughed. "I have a big flintlock here. It can be fired at any time!"
"Come on, come on. I think we can talk about bullfighting skills together."
"Miss, are you interested in Flamenco Fuchs? I heard it in Magritte. Are you interested in discussing it with you? "
"My Estalia Seafood Rice is very fresh and delicious. We can have dinner together!"
There was a constant stream of people trying to strike up a conversation, which annoyed Fedmond. The dark elf could not kill because of Laing's orders, so she could only raise her hand.
Olica wore a silver ring on her left ring finger, which was engraved with a mysterious pattern.
"Oh! My god, this is a free country. Miss, even if you're married, we have the freedom to pursue you! "
"Freedom is not sinful! Want freedom, this is the land of freedom! "
"Long live freedom!"
The male customers were still pestering her. At this time, the owner of the hotel spoke. He was a middle-aged fat man. He opened a beer barrel with complicated words and filled three glasses. "Okay! You guys, this miss is obviously married. Since she doesn't like it, don't pester her anymore. "
"No! This is our human right. We have freedom! "a drunk man shouted.
"Yes! You have your freedom, but this is my hotel! If you pester this miss again, I have the freedom to throw you out! " The hotel owner pulled out a knife from the table and shouted unhappily, "Hurry up and pay the bill, or get out of here. This is my property, my freedom!"
"Oh, we want freedom. We want complete freedom." Looking at the knife in the hotel owner's hand, the drunk man was terrified. He scratched his head and returned to his seat.
"Guests, are you Brittany from the north?" The hotel owner drove away the pestering man. While washing the wooden glasses, he casually said, "It's rare to have a Knight of the Holy Grail and a Templar Knight come to my little hotel."
"We're from the north, the beautiful and rich country of the Knight King." Alfred Frey took a sip of Empire Stout. He asked casually, "We're here for business. I heard that a lot of knights have come from the north recently?"
"Oh, yes. Recently, a group of knights from the north came to the hotel to stay, but they left this morning." The hotel owner nodded.
Left this morning? Fedmond frowned. They didn't catch up with them?
"He left this morning?" Alfreid took the opportunity to say, "Eh? That's not right. They promised to meet us. Why did they leave this morning? "
"Oh? You're their friends? But you don't look like them at all … A Knight of the Holy Grail and a Templar Knight. Are you chasing them? " Fedmond's expression and state aroused the suspicion of the hotel owner. His attitude changed. "I'm telling you, in this business, we can't reveal the information of our guests. This is not the Empire or Brittany. This is a free country. Don't expect me to cooperate with your investigation!"
Damn it! Alfred Frey nudged Fedmond with his knee under the bar table. He signaled the Knight of the Holy Grail to relax. Alfred Frey chuckled a few times. He was thinking about how to get more information out of him.
At this time, the dark elf made her move. Olica silently chanted a spell. She reached out her hand and tapped lightly in the air, and a faint purple-black magic enveloped the innkeeper. "But you will be willing to tell us, right?"
"Yes … Yes, I should tell you." The hotel owner's face fell into a daze. He nodded repeatedly. "I will tell you."
"Then tell me." The Dark Elf's beautiful amber eyes were a bit impatient.
"They left one person here to wait for news."
"Where is this person?"
"In the basement, in the warehouse on the left."
"Let's go!"
The three immediately stood up and walked quickly to the basement, leaving the hotel owner who was still confused. "Hey, wait, guest, do you want more wine?"
The three entered the basement along the dim corridor and found the warehouse on the left.
The Templar Knight reached out and knocked on the door. "Hello?"
A reply came from the basement. "Who is it?"
"We're the priests in charge of distributing food!" Alfred Frey's green eyes rolled. He said in an incomparably enthusiastic voice, "We heard that someone here needs help. The Church of Justice is here to distribute food tickets. With this food ticket, you can get barley bread and cider from the church for free!"
"Food tickets?!" The person in the room seemed to hesitate for a moment. His voice was hoarse and had a strange charm. "That's good. I'm hungry. Come in, the door's not locked."
"Thank you so much …" Alfred Frey pushed the door open.
The Templar Knight was stunned. Fedmond and Olica subconsciously grasped their weapons.
In the middle of the basement, there was a human corpse on a pile of straw. This wandering knight had been dead for a long time.
A female Midnight noble was greedily sucking and eating the flesh and blood of the corpse. Seeing someone come in, she stretched out her sleeve, wiped the blood on her face, and revealed a hideous smile.
"Oh! It's really delicious relief food. "
"Then I'll help myself."
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