"Have a cup of tea, it's not a good thing, but at the very least, you're going home. ”

Sitting on the pebble floor, the cavalry lowered his clenched sword and took the tea from the old boatman. He gulped and swallowed, tears seeping into the tea with the mud, not knowing what it tasted like.

"Alas!" the old man sighed, patting the cavalryman who was crying like a child, but stubbornly did not want to let people see the tears, "you are all good!"

This made the cavalryman's heart feel like a boulder, he couldn't bear it anymore, put down the teacup to wipe away the tears, and said with regret and pain.

"No, I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything but run for my life like a lost dog!"

His answer silenced all the cavalrymen and put down their tea bowls. As he said, they didn't do anything, they just ran and ran after the officers. They even left their companions behind in exchange for their own lives......

"That's enough. "Leave your life and follow Archduke Brent, he will lead us to victory!"

"Blood must be paid with blood......," muttered the cavalryman, "blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

The sound quickly converged over the docks.

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!

When Brent came to the docks, he heard this heart-rending cry. It was a cry from the soul that made the new Grand Duke of Rosente grip the reins.

Reining in his horse, Brent said to his left and right henchmen, "Look, blood debt and blood repayment, how good it is!

The surrounding ministers just forced a smile, and they knew better than anyone how difficult it was to pay for their blood debts.

Brent frowned unhappily, and turned to the young knight who had fallen behind him, "It seems that even my courtiers think that I am just hitting a stone with an egg, what do you think?" ”

"I think the game between the two armies is not just about the number and equipment of the two sides, otherwise, there will not be so many disputes in this world, and the side with the inferior number of equipment can directly admit defeat. ”

The man who answered Brent tucked his helmet under his arm and held the reins in his hand. He was dressed in silver armor, had a sturdy physique, and was an ordinary-looking young man with flaxen-colored medium-length hair.

His name was Edie Glopp, who was later given his surname before the knighthood, and in fact, more than a decade ago, he was just a street scoundrel in the small town of Santos.

Time flies, and the former street gangster is knighted because of an adventure. Until now, he has been awarded the title of Viscount and has become the head of the second branch of the Royal Knights of Erosa, known as the second knight of the young generation in the north after the silver dragon princess Fei Wenli.

Even the nobles with a long heritage had to sigh for his legendary experience while despising his origin.

There is no doubt that he has a bright future!

"Look, our allies know the rules of war better than we do. Brent smiled, "So we're stuck in a corner, while our allies are thriving." ”

Edie shut up at the right time, and with the reinforcements of the previous period as a premise, he was a little unsure of what Burrent meant's words meant. However, Edie didn't care. He only followed the orders of the Grand Duke Lawrence to lead the second detachment of the Royal Knights of Erosa to come to support, and he did not maintain much good relations with Brent.

Despite the disparity in status, it is Brent who is now asking for help, not Edie.

Edie noticed a more or less embarrassed look on the faces of Brent's retainers, which made him squint. This man doesn't seem to be as simple as it seems, and the exchanges he has had over the past few days have also made him feel the extraordinaryness of this new Grand Duke.

This was a huge shock to Edie, and to be honest, he had no special crush on Burren before that. It was not the first time he had dealt with Brent, who had been on the list every time Herbert visited Lawrence and Lady Rebecca over the years.

Perhaps because of his previous experience as a street gangster, he was filled with unspeakable ill feelings towards this good-looking, illustrious but cynical man. This man is always messing with flowers and grass in Erossa, and then patting his ass and leaving without hesitation.

Compared to his allegiance to Aven, this guy is a complete playboy.

Compared to him, Aven's family background is more prominent and his appearance is just as extraordinary, but he is gentle in public and silent in private. Although Edie sometimes couldn't figure out what his often melancholy allegiance was thinking, at least when it came to character scandals, Brent in front of him was out of reach.

- But I really can't imagine that this man has changed so much before and after!

Just as Edie was so emotional, Brent's words interrupted his secret thoughts.

"Oh, yes, Edie, do you know who else is in the Resistance?" Brent's voice was slightly teasing and excited.

"I don't know. Edie replied with a blank look. He had no interest in personal relations other than assignments, and did not think that the nobles of Rosente could have much positive or negative influence on his career.

"It's my good cousin!"

- Cousin?

Brent has many cousins, but the only ones that can make him deliberately mention it to Edie are Evan and Charlotte. Edie didn't think he was talking about Evan, because these days when he mentions Evan, he refers to him as 'Grand Duke Erossa' or 'that man', and doesn't think of him as a cousin at all.

Although Edie is unhappy, it is somewhat understandable. After all, even he couldn't guess why Evan behaved so unreasonably that night.

"Is it Count Wintercastle?" was a question, but Edie replied firmly.

"Haha! It's Charlotte!" Brent clapped his hands, "With him, now I'm confident in the outcome of this war!"

At first hearing this, the assistant whispered in amazement, and Edie noticed that everyone's faith had increased to varying degrees. They may have thought that the mages and golems of Icewind Castle would enter soon.

Last time, Icewind Castle was slow to even rescue Erosa, and if it weren't for the hard work of its own lord Aven, the northern part of Erosa would have fallen by now.

Edie, who had somewhat learned about the beginning and end of the Battle of Fort Leruta in the North two years ago, sneered in his heart.

"Why? don't you know Charlotte?" asked Brent suddenly, perhaps the overly official title of 'Earl of Winterhold' made him care.

"No, in fact, I am where I am today in the first place because of that Lord. Edie recalls that summer when a group of kids took out the Assassins of the northern barbarians, and now just thinking about it is incredible.

Charlotte's intelligence and calmness were impressive, as was the subsequent incident in Lucerne. But to be honest, Edie always felt that the man's smile was too harsh, and sometimes he behaved even more wanton and rude than he had been in the gangsters.

Edie subconsciously denied the reason why Cecilia had more or less infiltrated in this strange perception of his benefactor. Subjectively, he thinks that it was the close tacit understanding between his childhood friend Claire and the man during the Lucerne incident that made him a little lost.

"Oh?" retracted the preface, Brent was a nuisance, as if he had a strange expression on his face now, "I thought you didn't know him well." ”

"Over the years, there has been less contact, and we met about once five or six years ago. Edie hated the topic and Brent's tone, but he resisted his disgust and tried to answer as succinctly as he could.

"Then you should have a good exchange of feelings this time. ”

- Can't he hear that he doesn't want to continue the topic?

Just as Edie was complaining in the bottom of his heart, Brent blurted out a sentence that made Edie's muscles tense.

"Rumor has it that the reason why my uncle let my cousin succeed to the royal family of Icewind Castle was to make Charlotte the true king of the north in the near future. ”

Brent seemed to sense Edie's displeasure, and he snorted softly, "Of course, I've always thought this was nonsense. After all, everyone knows that Evan is the Grand Duke of Erosa, but even for the sake of good relations between the two countries in the future, I think it would be a wise decision for you to maintain good relations with Charlotte in advance. What do you think?"

- Why would this guy say such a thing today! Is he suggesting that the future King of Erosa will be Charlotte, and wants to drive a wedge between me and Aven?

Maybe that's what he's really for!

Edie knew Charlotte's strength, even with his own strength, his influence on the battlefield had exceeded the three hundred knights he brought. And if he really turned away in a fit of rage, there might be a loss to Lotsunte, but Aven's loss was even greater.

Grand Duke Lawrence must have mistakenly thought that this was Evan giving him orders that contradicted his orders, after all, Edie was wearing the label of Aven. If that's the case, it's really possible for the disheartened Lawrence to make Charlotte the true king of the North!

As a reinforcement, I must lead the Knights to achieve the greatest honor in the next war!

When I realized the strangeness of this idea, the vest under Edie's armor was completely sweaty!

His eyes widened in horror as he looked at the unathletic body of the man in front of him.

Just a few words, but he can make himself unable to advance or retreat, and now Edie will only make him happy no matter what choice he makes!

What's even more uncomfortable is that even though he knew that this was a trap set by Burren, he had to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart and go all out.

Edie couldn't help but wonder what a terrible heart was hidden under this man's cynical exterior?!