After escaping from Yafenburg, Zax Sharp walked day and night, evaded the watchtowers around Yafenburg, made a detour from Niermont all the way to the north, walked alone in the Nansen of El Helino, according to the light of the star in the sky and the guidance of the wanderers and guides rising in the sky, he discerned the direction of the westward journey, and finally after a long journey of half a Tark month, El Heili Nansen showed his edge, and the territory of Mount Sharp in the south of the royal city of Parma appeared before his eyes, At this time, he was already sloppy and sloppy, and there was no trace of aristocratic atmosphere on his dirty face.

The back of Zax Sharp's bitten hand had begun to scab over, and he hid behind it by holding on to the trunk of the red-crowned tree of El Helinor, and while peeking at the territory under Sharp Mountain, he pulled out from his chest the letter from Sharp Hill that he had received from Prison Thirteen:

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Elder brother! I hope that the foolish Earl of Jarfenburgh will agree to our demand for your redemption, we have been lobbying the Earl of Jarfen for the past two years, but that guy has eaten the stomach of iron nails, and he will not let you come back! Now we're raising the price again, for the three times the ransom you gave that idiot! His Excellency Lawrence, Earl Lawrence's Mentor at the Court of Earl Yafen, is a man of good faith, and he has promised to convince Count Yafen on our behalf, and in fact he is as he always always, and of course we very much hope that he will succeed.

Elder brother! Now it's not a good thing! It's really bad!! King Segal II has sent the Kalkander to take back all our fiefdoms at the foot of Sharp Mountain, and our Sharp family is in a miserable situation, without the financial support of the territory, how can we continue the smuggling trade? Someone in our family has secretly defected to the king and betrayed your rights! That man was the seemingly loyal Ywell Sharp—the bastard!

After a few of our smuggling caravan mates, we finally found out who was doing these tricks, what Eville wanted to do, what the king wanted to do, and we also figured it out, the former for glory, the latter for land and power! You know little Benjamin, who is good friends with us, right? He had been secretly killed by the King. The king's next goal is to consolidate his power by forceful means, and to get rid of those of us who are a threat to his throne and those who are useless in our way.

If there is no problem, you will soon be redeemed by us with the help of Lord Lawrence! Come back as soon as possible, I think our territory is running out of time, and if you get released: don't go to our former territory in Sharp Mountain, the wind is very tight there now, and those guys in Karkhand use axes better than us! We were also threatened with Ewell's life! Good thing he didn't know you were imprisoned in the Jaffin Dungeon! Brother, our family is looking forward to your decision! If you can make it back in time!

Love your brother: Bill Sharp

January 16, 1029

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"Got it, dear brother, your brother, I, have returned." Zax Sharp folded his brother's letter again and took it into his bosom, and he looked at Mount Sharp and the fiefdom below it not far away, and his eyes were full of the brilliance of a jungle wolf.

The fiefdom under Sharp Hill was not actually given by the Saxon family of the royal family of the Kingdom of Limston, and the private fiefdom held by the Sharp family since the beginning of the Grimn dynasty has developed into its current appearance after hundreds of long periods of time and the disgraceful business of the Sharp family.

Indeed, everything here is slightly red, not only thanks to its red soil and the rocks of Mount Sharp behind it, but also to the lush red-crowned woods of El Heili Nonansen, just across the road to the royal city of Parma.

The main road leading to the royal city was filled with loud noises, and Zax Sharp, who was hiding at the edge of the Red-crowned Woods of El Helinor, looked in the direction from which the voices were coming from.

"Hey, this Rimmud's soil is really red." It was a farmer with an ox cart and sighing to his wife. "It's almost there."

"Yes, it just can't grow rice! You see that we have a lot of people behind the ox cart, and it seems that the rice grown in White Town can be sold here for a good price. His wife watched warily at the people of Rimmud who followed behind her.

"Oh, guys, just follow us! When we get to Kharuidne, we can buy and sell! According to the law, I can't sell it to you right now! You can only buy and sell if you get to Murredne! The farmer who was holding the ox said a tongue twister, explaining it to the people behind the ox cart.

Having brought farmers and herders from White Town, Zax Sharp scurried out of the red-crowned woods of El Helinor, and he mingled among them behind the bullock carts laden with rice.

"Hey, stinky beggar, are you going to buy paddy too? I think coarse chaff is more suitable for you. One of the lords covered his nose and turned his face in disdain.

"Shut your foul mouth." Zax Sharp said indifferently, quietly shoving the sword he had brought out of the dungeon of Affin into the bullock cart straw that the farmers were pulling, "You'll smell me, I have money." ”

In the midst of your argument, the farmer and his wife pulled the ox cart full of rice through the newly established guard at the gate of the Murred fiefdom, and Zax Sharp found the right time to approach the ox cart again, he unknowingly drew his weapon, and secretly disappeared among the farmers and the people who had entered the Murred fiefdom.

The environment inside the fiefdom was all too familiar to Zax Sharp, and during his two years of captivity, little had changed, except for the removal of the Sharp family's banner with the Yellowstone Banner of Rinston and the addition of infantry from Callhand, dressed in Double-Headed Mountain Eagle Armor. The red-crowned wooden houses of El Helino were sparsely built along the red clay road, stretching to the foot of Mount Sharp, and beside the well in the middle of the fiefdom was an inscription made by his father and his brother Bill to celebrate the completion of the well, and whenever Zacks passed by, he could always see his father's shadow looming—only he could see it, of course. Walking along the red dirt road of the fiefdom, he tried to avoid the Kakhand infantry patrolling the red dirt road, and quietly turned a corner beside the well, and he came to a remote house, which was hidden in a large area of El Helino trees, and he gently pried open the door, entered the house, and finally found a mark knot tied to the beams.

"Who!" Out of the inner room of the house burst out a sneaky old man with an axe, whose chin was a kind white sparkle, but his eyes were as fierce as a vicious light.

"Hey, don't be nervous, your beard is still so cute, old man, I'm sure you won't split my head with an axe like wood. I haven't seen him for two and a half years - Essec Roots. Zax Sharp looked at the two-bearded old man with a little excitement.

"You are!?" Essec Treegen's eyes widened, and he nervously held his axe and looked up and down the man who had broken into the house by picking the door lock, and suddenly he fell to his knees, tears welling up in his eyes, "Your Excellency! You're finally back! It's really painful to wait for you, brothers! ”

"Very well, Esek, you have guarded our stronghold beautifully. It seems that our secret stronghold hasn't been destroyed yet, and Bill is doing a good job. Zax Sharp muttered with a smile, he walked to a closet in the room, opened the closet, quickly changed the tattered clothes on his body and threw them in, and changed into a set of civilian clothes from the closet, and the whole person immediately looked new, but Essex knelt on the ground and was not only silent, but also kept shedding two lines of old tears.

"Esek, you weren't like that in the past, old brother. Are your legs numb? I'm tired of the past two years in the dungeon of Yafen anyway. Zax Sharp smiled as he walked over to Essec Tree Root and lifted him up, his face still weeping, and the old tears seemed to be unstoppable.

"Your Excellency, the Sharp family has been completely ruined by the damned Saxons, completely ruined! To the year Segal I destroyed the Grinster dynasty. He's a heinous devil! Essex Treeroot's voice trembled, and with a clang, his hand axe fell to the ground, and Zax Sharp's heart suddenly tightened, and he touched the letter in his arms, his gaze changed in an instant, and he grabbed Essex Treeroot's neckline.

"Esek! What did you say!! Where's my brother Bill!? Zax Sharp's face flushed, and his arm gripping Essex Root shook violently.

"Ruined, ruined, ruined !!" Essex stared at Zax Sharp's wolf-like eyes.

"I asked my brother Bill!?" Zax looked a little hysterical, and his whole person was as excited as a demon king who walked out of the door of evil spirits, "Answer me!" Where's my brother Bill?! ”

"He's dead, he's dead!! The king's subordinate Trirech hung his body from a tree in the courtyard of the mansion on the hill. Essec Treeroot's eyes were filled with despair.

"Impossible!" Zax Sharp let go of his hand on Essex's collar, his burly body began to sway, he fumbled for the letter in his arms, trembling and unfolding to Esek, "Tell me! Esek! Tell me, that's not true! Old roots! Tell me, Bill is alive! You damn thing! ”

"His Excellency is indeed dead, he is dead!" Esek's words completely shattered Zax Sharp's last hope, "He hid our stronghold with his life, and he knows that this smuggling business is the Sharp family's*!" ”

"No!" Zax Sharp muttered.

"Our Sharp family is finished." Essec's tears flowed.

"No !!" Zax Sharp roared. "Iwell, you traitor! Trirech, I'm going to curse your Hawking family! ”