Section 259: The forces of the Holy City
"Yew archers?" Bruce was very curious when he heard why an elite warrior from Kate's kingdom would suddenly appear in such a noble private battle.
"I, I seem to know." Unexpectedly, when everyone was in deep thought, the lord of Ignas Manor said to Bruce and the others.
"Oh?" All eyes were on Ignas, and they all looked at him curiously.
"Those Kate people should be Zack's mother's people." Ignaus swallowed and said to Bruce and the others.
Ignas then explained to everyone that Lord Zack's mother was originally the daughter of a Duke of Kate, and when she married into the Duke of Bemessi's family, she brought many Kate warriors in her dowry, and this group of Kate warriors laid the foundation for the expansion of the Duke of Bemessi's family, and played a huge role in several territorial wars.
"Could it be that his mother is Jane the Companion?" Ken suddenly came to his senses, and he said to Bruce and the others.
"Companion?" Bruce looked at Ken in confusion, this nickname was too strange, like a clergyman's nickname, and the words smelled of sacrosanctity.
"Hey, I see, it's the Holy Father's prostitute, right?" But I didn't expect Stukov to listen to it, but with a playful smile on his face.
"Ahem." Unexpectedly, Ignas, who has always been old-fashioned, covered up his embarrassed smile with a cough, but the other men laughed without any scruples.
"What do you mean?" Bruce frowned, he had a feeling that everyone knew about it, but only he was being hidden, and this feeling was uncomfortable.
"Your Excellency, Baron." Seeing Bruce's depression, Stukov hurriedly explained to him.
It turned out that this noble lady was originally married to the uncle of the Duke of Bemessy, a noble earl, but I don't know if the earl is too old, or Jane is really a bed master, in less than a year, the earl almost never got off Jane's bed, and finally died of illness on the bed, fortunately, before the death of the countess had been pregnant with a child, that is, the future Lord Zack.
After giving birth to Lord Zack, the Duke of Bemessi did not show mercy for marrying his uncle, and he used various excuses to encroach on the land left by his uncle while sleeping with the beautiful countess in the castle. When everyone thought that the Countess would eventually become one of the Duke's mistresses, she chose to send her only son away and escaped into the convent.
"If she escapes to the convent, then she has given up all worldly wealth and titles to become a nun?" Bruce asked curiously.
"No, I don't know why this countess who escaped into the convent actually hooked up with the abbot of the convent, and later became the Holy Father, and people say that the reason why the Holy Father was able to become the Holy Father was because of her help and advice." Stukov explained to Bruce.
"After the Holy Father was elected to become His Majesty, the Lady naturally became his most favored companion." Ignas said to Bruce.
"However, the reputation of this lady in the Holy City is very bad, and people curse her as a prostitute." Ken said disdainfully that this kind of scandal and rumors always spread very quickly.
"I see." Bruce thought for a moment, and he had a vague feeling in his heart that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.
"Woo~~." At this moment, there was a dull sound of trumpets in the night, and the sound in the silent night sky was particularly loud, and everyone looked up curiously.
"There are troops approaching the estate." The sentinels standing on the high place, put their hands above their eyes, and saw a long snake made of torches, moving in the direction of the manor, and they nervously shouted to the people below.
"Ready to fight, ready to fight."
"I'm afraid it's a night attack."
"This group of hateful heretics is simply not a good place to live."
Stukov and the others hurriedly put their weapons in their hands, thinking that the Amar mercenaries wanted to attack at night, but Bruce waved to stop them.
"Don't worry, it's supposed to be Edward." Bruce mentally calculated the distance and time, it was Glinton's infantry who had arrived.
Sure enough, as Bruce calculated, Edward carried Bruce's banner and led Glinton's infantry into the manor, looking at the snake tail that could not be finished, the people in the manor cheered again, and the new reinforcements meant that their victory was guaranteed.
"They even have reinforcements?" Outside Zack's tent, Nasser and Haradin watched in amazement at what was happening on the other side, the torches almost staining the sky over the manor red, indicating that the other side had sufficient military strength, while their own side was exhausted.
"I'm probably going to lose." Haradin's brow furrowed, he had realized that something was wrong, and from the tent behind him there was an argument.
"Lord Zack, Madame told you to settle down recently, and don't make any trouble." It was the archer, who wore a kingfisher feather hat and a mustache, and although he claimed to be Zack's mother's subordinate, he did not have much respect for Zach when he spoke.
"It's my business, not my mother's business." Zach reclined on the bearskin carpet and said with a nonchalant expression.
"You don't understand, the silver-haired Rodek has already set out from the Holy City, and this time his destination is none other than the Duchy of Bemessy." The archer lowered his voice and said to Zack.
"Silver-haired Rodek, isn't that the most notorious Inquisition? He is said to have burned almost half of the inhabitants of the Ina Peninsula. Hearing this, Zach finally put away his cynicism, and he sat up and asked the archer.
"Yes, he must have been ordered by some influential adult."
"Who is it? Lame old Hugo, Cardinal Bartholomew, or perhaps the order of Madame Jasmine? Zach seemed to be very familiar with the various forces of the Holy City, and he called out the names of the vipers that were hiding in the darkness one by one.
"I don't know, it could be one, it could be all of them." The archer groaned and said to Zack.
"Hmph, but even if the Inquisitor comes, I'm going to fight this private fight and talk about it later." But Zach didn't want to stop there, he was like a red-eyed gambler, and he would never give up until he lost the last bet.
"Well, we'll help you win this battle, but promise us that if you win, you'll return to your mother as soon as you win." The archer knew that he could no longer convince Zach, so he could only take a step back and speak.
"Okay, I promise you." Zach agreed, and he played with a small paper-thin dagger in his hand.