Percy often hallucinates.

Imagine yourself still strolling on the beach in front of Rhônburg, with the sea breeze and the sun shining in the spring and the soft golden sand beneath your feet.

He also fantasized about the bright stars in the night sky, laughing like lamps, and in this laughter, Percy felt his soul sublimated.

However, there was no joy in Posey's heart, and his face became more and more gloomy, and Wells did not dare to look at it directly.

Wells knew that Posey had a volcano in his body that was about to erupt and devour everything.

On this day, seven people died in the pit, and one of the slaves who smelted iron was accidentally poured with molten iron and died on the spot. Seven more died of starvation.

Wells was carrying the dead bodies, and Percy was ordered to come to their aid, and the werewolves told them to throw them into the valley, where there was a bottomless river, and then hide in the cave.

It is a fast, semi-underground river, because the werewolves stand guard here, and usually the slaves cannot get close to the edge of the cliff, except for throwing "rotten wood".

"Herbert, how are you water?" asked Percy quietly as he pretended to carry the corpse.

"No, it's dangerous, maybe there's a stone under the water, maybe you're suffocated at the bottom of the mountain. Wells understood, he knew what Percy meant, but he was embarrassed, for he had drowned as a child, almost drowned, and had not swum since.

"Yankees!"

Percy cursed and looked around alertly, seeing a human being led by a werewolf to the cave where the leader Wolf lived.

Percy recognized the man, who just hurried by, not noticing Percy's gaze. The serpent came earlier than he claimed, only five days later.

In an instant, the fire of hatred burned in Posey's chest.

This nameless fire was too much for him to bear, scorching his heart and surging up his head as if it were gushing out, melting not only himself but the whole world.

For the first time in these days, he puffed up his chest, and before the werewolf's whip swung him, he ran and dashed without hesitation, and then leaped bravely into the abyss.

This was the most decisive leap in Posey's life.

Live or die!

Wells was slightly stunned, gritted his teeth, and fiercely covered the werewolf standing in front of him with the coal basket on his back, and jumped down as well.

Live or die!

......

When the bad news of the Werewolf raid on the Civil Defense came that Sean's job as president of the university was just getting on track.

These faculty members are not easy to deal with, they have the innate stubbornness and persistence of intellectuals, but they also know that the principal's funds are limited and cannot be satisfied by everyone.

After Sean promised to raise money from various sources to support various research projects, the men gave up their resistance.

It was three days after the Poitu people learned that the Civil Defence had been attacked by werewolves.

This news has already overshadowed the sensation and news that the Pope of the True God actually blessed the faithful in the square in front of the Sawyer Church - which is nothing short of provocative for Shakley.

Governor Byrne was shocked to hear of the defeat of the vanguard of the Civil Defence forces, and while urgently ordering the majority of the Civil Defence led by Viscount Lincoln to stop marching towards Fort Partenham, he summoned the delegates of the Estates-General at Poitou to convene an extraordinary meeting.

In fact, no one expected such a result. Even Byrne, who described the situation as critical at the beginning, did not expect such a thing to happen.

There had been no sign of werewolves moving south of Mount Ott, and the rebel forces of St. Nouvé were confronting the crown prince.

The war should be far away from the Genoese.

Within a day, rumors were spreading.

As the rout marched south, the people fled south, the rich fled into the city, and prices began to skyrocket.

When Sean walked into the Great Hall of the Governor's Palace, all eyes were on him, and then they quickly looked away.

While some people are remorseful about ousting Sean from the CDF not long ago, they prefer to blame the crown prince for the mistake.

Because of the Crown Prince's orders, the Civil Defence Force had to march north without adequate training.

The reason seems to be strong. The deputies bombarded the crown prince one after another, and the crown prince was not here, of course, it could not be refuted.

The meeting quickly appointed Sean as commander of the Civil Defence of Genoa, and immediately went to North Genoa to take command of the rest of the Civil Defence in place of Viscount Lincoln. In addition, the existing local militias were armed.

It is rare for them to reach such a unanimous decision so quickly.

Sean excused himself and then accepted the appointment "reluctantly". Then, Sean immediately returned to Vichy to find the military uniform he had almost thrown away.

The butler Cleveland had already prepared, he dressed Sean with his own hands, and then said with great satisfaction:

"I wish you a victorious start!"

In the eyes of Emma and others, this trip to the north may be extremely risky, but in Cleveland's eyes, it is a symbol of the viscount's return to the center of power in Genoa.

Sean summoned Cleveland and Rose into his study, and he dictated, and Rose wrote:

"On May 2, 1831, I, Viscount Sean-Connery, will be ordered to lead my army north to defend against a possible attack by the werewolves. On this occasion, I make the following will!"

Rose's shoulders twitched subconsciously, only to hear Sean continue:

"I have no wife, and I have no heirs. All the cash in my name, about two hundred thousand louis, of which fifty thousand will be shared by my servants as a reward for their hard work. The exact distribution method is determined by my housekeeper, Mr. Cleveland.

The other 50,000 will be divided equally between Pierre, Feige and Wesley as a token of appreciation for their service.

Another hundred thousand or more will be donated to the University of Poitou, and a fund will be set up in my name to reward research in the natural sciences.

The Rose Garden will be presented to Rose Coty, may she be beautiful forever.

The inheritance in my name is inherited by my godson. ”

When Rose finished writing, Sean took it and looked at it, then signed his name. Sean gave the will to Cleveland.

Cleveland solemnly put the will away and stepped back.

It's something Sean should have done before, but he hasn't taken it seriously. Now it's better to make a will first just in case, although in Sean's opinion, it's a bit unlucky.

"My lord, I hope you come back safely. When you come back, I'll tell you a secret. Rose suddenly hugged him from behind.

Sean turned his head, sniffed the scent of Rose's hair, and smiled:

"Then I'll tell you a secret, too. ”

Sean broke free from Rose's soft embrace and walked into the courtyard, then jumped on the war horse and patted the horse under his crotch:

"Man, you accompanied me from the north to the south, I was originally a war horse, but here I can only be kept as a pet, I must be impatient, now you will return to the battlefield!"

With a loud shout, Sean gathered his ten guards, and then took the one left behind in the Vichy barracks, plus some officers of the patrol regiment, and some militia from Vichy Town, barely enough to make up three hundred people.

He also collected horses in Poitou, two horses per man, and marched north.

Arriving in Bern the next day, Sean saw many people from the north of Genoa migrating south, their families with their families and their faces terrified.

Rumors deepened their fears. Sean did not stop the people from fleeing south, in fact, even he did not know the actual situation in the north, which is why he made a will before leaving.

If the situation is really that critical, letting the people flee south is also a way to preserve, and there is no reason to let the people stay where they are and wait for the butcher's knife to fall.

At the Bern Davis family's estate, Sean's party made a short stop and rested.

The old baron, on crutches, stood at the door of the manor and greeted:

"Welcome to the Viscount!"

"I'm sorry, Baron, my men need to fix it here. Sean jumped off the horse.

He's in fine shape, and his fitness has been excellent after a long period of training, but his subordinates are a little tired, especially the militia - horseback riding is not what they are good at.

"It was the duty of the nobility to provide food and lodging for the passing army. The old baron said generously.

But this obligation was also a long time ago.

"Baron, you seem to be recovering well. Sean said.

"Thanks, it's really good. My son and servants have been following your advice last time, and perhaps for this reason I have been able to walk on crutches.

But as you can see, the rest of my life is just like this, and fortunately I didn't have a crooked mouth, which is also considered my luck, otherwise I would have been willing to pick up a gun and fight alongside you. ”

The old baron was quite optimistic, and he called his second son, Daniel Davis, to him:

"Viscount, I also have a second son, and you are his idol. I hope you can take him with you!"

"Daniel is only fifteen years old!" Sean exclaimed.

The old baron pointed to his son's excited face:

"See, his face is full of ambition and fearlessness, which of course can be understood as recklessness and ignorance to an old man like me. It is often said that the eldest son is responsible for inheriting the family business, while the second son should fly as high as the sky and as far as the earth.

In the days of knighthood, fifteen years old was already ready to go into battle. Life or death, this is God's arrangement, and it is also the choice of fate.

Viscount, this is a solemn request from my father!"

"Well, it's hard for me to refuse a venerable father's request!"

Sean turned around and ordered Nelson to get a set of equipment: "Private Daniel Davis, from today onwards, you are my herald!"

"Yes, Commander!" Daniel puffed out his chest.

"The wise are fearless, the brave are invincible!" Sean said loudly to all his subordinates.

"The wise are fearless, the brave are invincible!"

The subordinates shouted in unison.