The church bell had only struck once, but the morning sun was already dazzling. Adjutant Hagen rubbed his bloodshot eyes and hurried into the Guard Division building. The two guards who were on the night watch were so startled that they jumped up from their chairs, and when they saw that it was Hagen, they fell straight back into their chairs and dozed off.

Hagen didn't bother with them, so he went up to the office of the chief on the third floor, walked through the door to the door of the inner room, and knocked on it.

After a while, the door opened. The head of the Security Division, Mr. Goffman, stood barefoot on a carpet of white cashmere, his dark red silk pajamas swayed crookedly over his upper body, and his eyes, which had not been large, seemed to have not been opened because he had only just woken up.

Goffman squinted at Hagen, nodded and staggered to his desk and sat down, sunk in a large leather chair as if he were asleep again. However, his two fingers were slightly lifted away from the chair handle and shaken, as a signal for the adjutant to report.

Hagen turned around and closed the office door, took two steps closer and whispered, "My lord, they're gone." ”

It's like the snow in winter suddenly pouring down from his head, and the dazed Lord Goffman suddenly opens his eyes, and he doesn't know if the sleepiness just now has been put into a drawer, which will be really full of energy.

"Gone, really gone?" Goffman straightened up, his eyes shining, though his messy hair drooped as if he hadn't woken up, making him look a little funny.

"They came back last night and left before dawn today. Hagen took out a piece of paper from his pocket and looked at it, "The two nails were afraid of being uncertain, so they went out of the city and followed them for another hour to confirm that they were going to Dodeng, and then sent a secret report." ”

"Okay, prepare my horses! Let all five brigades assemble, and call back the captains who are on rotation. Go-Go!" Goffman sat back in his chair and stood up abruptly.

"Wait. Calling back the adjutant who was about to leave, Goffman came to his desk and walked back and forth three or four times before he ordered, "Don't hurry, this matter must be done." ”

Goffman walked briskly into the back room, and after two minutes, he came out with a delicate brown-red plush box and said, "You go and borrow a squad from the Imperial Army, and then go to the City Defense Department and ask them to send fifty archers." If not, show them this box, which contains a special conscription order from His Majesty. Well, the church is also going to ask for two priests, and the magicians of the Royal Academy are not left behind. Don't worry, let's go when everyone is ready. ”

Sending the lieutenant away, Master Goffman stretched.

"I'm afraid I haven't had a vigil in person for five or six years. He sighed in his heart, "God help, this time there is no need to die." ”

Goffman hummed a little song and walked back to the back room in a good mood.

The sun at noon in autumn was as hot as midsummer, and the five brigades in front of the guard department building were in full array. Light armor, which was never worn on weekdays, was worn on the body, and each personnel was equipped with protective shields. The residents of Wangcheng saw it from afar, and they all knew that something big was going to happen, pointing and passing the gossip to each other.

Lord Goffman was dressed in a formal uniform and sat on a black horse given by His Majesty the King, with a solemn face. An hour passed, and three captains had already come to ask for a break and rest, all of whom were reprimanded by Goffman.

Finally, Adjutant Hagen came running on horseback and whispered a few words to Goffman. Goffman nodded, and shouted, "All attention, trot speed, and head for West Street Square." ”

Goffman took the lead and took the lead through the royal city, and five brigades of hundreds of people ran along the streets. Along the way, the timid residents were so frightened that they hid back in their homes.

On the West Street Square, the bronze statue of St. Fa'an is 100 years old. The founding monarch sat on his throne and gazed solemnly at the passers-by, his deep gaze as if he was still contemplating the fate of the kingdom. A gilded replica of the Crown of Honor was vividly placed on his head, and it was as if the symbol of royal power never left the royal city with his death. It's just that at this moment, a spot-billed finch thinks it has found a good place to spend the winter, and is building a nest back and forth on it.

Goffman parked his horse under the bronze statue and let St. Faan's gaze join him in reviewing the troops. The pedestrians in the square were frightened by his posture and fled the square.

At this time, the Imperial Front Army squad and the archery team of the City Defense Division also converged from different directions. Goffman gathered all the horses and headed for West Avenue at the other end of the square. Soon at the corner of the street, he saw two priests in white coats and a magician wrapped in a black cloak.

However, neither the priest who was praying silently in the direction of the church nor the magician who was bowing his head to study his notebook was not surprised by Goffman's arrival.

Goffman, who had a serious face, did not think it was strange, but rode on his horse and gave a loud order: "The fourth and fifth brigades immediately block both ends of West Street, and the second and third brigades will be under martial law on West Street, and no one will be allowed to enter or exit from the small road." The others followed me around 17 West Main Street. ”

The four brigades flowed like a tidal wave, and the rest silently followed Goffman. The 17th, it was actually the 17th, and everyone made the same voice in their hearts. Although some smart people have come to their senses, when the news is confirmed from Goffman's mouth, it is a different feeling.

The residents of West Main Street saw Goffman's procession from afar and retreated to both sides with interest. Gradually, the messy footsteps became neat and loud, and there were doubts, excitement, and uneven steps, as well as fear, frustration, and restless steps. Goffman was satisfied that after he slowed down, the first team took a neat square step. It's just that the Imperial Front Army team doesn't seem to care, but the archery team of the City Defense Division complains that they are walking too slowly. Goffman didn't really care about their attitude, what he wanted was to show the public the strength of the Guard Division.

Building No. 17 is just in front, the beige two-story spired building, which is familiar to every resident of Wangcheng. In front of the door was a small garden, with only one apple tree planted on the green turf, and at this time the trees were full of small green apples.

But the warmth was now very oppressive, and as soon as Goffman's party arrived, the archers took over the roofs on either side, the first brigade formed a shield wall in the streets, and two priests and Mr. Magician, accompanied by the adjutant Hagen. They stood behind the shield wall, while the Imperial Front squad drew their swords and stood at the front.

"For the honorable Kur mercenary group, we salute first and then soldier. Goffman suddenly said loudly. He dismounted himself, and in full view of everyone, a man stepped forward and knocked on the door. Residents watching from afar were amazed, and many of them sincerely admired Goffman's courage.

Adjutant Hagen hurriedly followed, and behind Goffman, he asked in a voice that only the chief could hear, "My lord, aren't they there?"

Goffman turned his head and glared at Hagen fiercely, clearly saying, "Here, what am I doing here?"

Then everyone saw that Master Goffman knocked on the door three times very patiently, and waited for five minutes before announcing in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner that no one in the Kuhl mercenary group was stationed. The ranks on all sides seemed to relax all at once, and the air became lighter.

Goffman got back on his horse and rode to the front of the small building, took a notice from the adjutant's hand, and began to read it: "The Kurid mercenary regiment, suspected of conspiracy to rebel, has absconded, and now collects its belongings, seals up its residence, and offers a reward of 100 gold coins for the capture of the regiment commander Catherine, 80 gold coins for the capture of the deputy regiment leader, and a reward of 50 gold coins for each of the rest of the regiment." From now on, there will be a reward for providing important information. Wangcheng Military Affairs Office - Issued. ”

"Come on, knock open the door for me and seal it up. With Goffman's words, several guards smashed open Gate 17 with logs, and a group of people rushed in. Soon, several knives, swords, and bags of bows and arrows were taken out.

"I remember to write that I found a large number of weapons in the private possession. Goffman immediately said to the adjutant next to him, and then two more bags of gold coins were taken out.

"A number of funds were found for rebellion activities. Goffman continued, all that would be taken out was clothing and furniture.

"Remember, this is a joint operation of the Imperial Army, the City Defense Division, and the Guard Division, with the approval of the Church and the assistance of the Royal Academy. Seeing that there was nothing important, Goffman called Hagen and whispered.

Finally, when everything that could be moved in the small building was put into the trailer in front of the door, the residents of West Main Street heard Lord Goffman shouting "Close". The door of the small building was locked, and a large seal was attached to the door.

"It's over. Goffman rode on his horse and said to his adjutant, who was immersed in the notes, "After a busy day, the sun has set." My waist is sore again, and it seems that it is going to rain in Wangcheng in the next few days. ”