The prefect of the House of Sharp, although he was a Karkander known as the 'Barbarian of the Woods', was not worthy of his name, he had nothing to do with the word 'barbarian', he was just an ordinary nobleman who had been sent to the royal city with the army of the Karkhand, and he was a little whiter compared to the dark and rough complexion of the other Karkands. Obtaining the king's appointment this time was a big bargain for him in vain, and as for why he was appointed, he had no idea of the reason.

The House of Sharp and the Kakanders of Murred did not show any sadness over the death of the former baron Ewell Sharp, but they relished the cause of Ewell's death, and the shadow of vengeance, though terrifying, never appeared again, and the mysterious figure always formed the impression in the minds of the people of Kakhand, a messenger of the night, a hero of vengeance.

The prefect who had descended from heaven from the royal city of Parma was only a puppet of his own clan to them, and it was not easy to find him even if he was placed in the army of Kakhand, so even the prefect thought so, he was not awarded the title of baron, but only to take care of the ordinary affairs of the red land for a while on behalf of His Majesty, who was busy with plots. Therefore, he also seemed very relieved, and he was not as anxious as Yvere about the various rebellions that could occur here at any time, as for who the land here belonged to, it was not his concern, because this place did not belong to him after all. But what the king tells him to do, he will do, but he is too lazy to care too much. Rather than spending time poring over how to catch fugitives and rebels, reading books was the best thing for him to do, and what he wanted to do.

At this time, the sun was abundant, and such sunshine was very rare in the early spring, and the prefect who loved to read had enough of the slightly dim little castle, and directly ordered the Karkhand Axe Guard to move a stool from the small castle of Sharp House to the courtyard to continue reading the scroll in his hand, and the early spring sun shone on his face very pleasantly, just like the holy light of Arcana in his mind, and when his lazy drowsiness hit, he handed the scroll in his hand to the Karand Axe Guard who accompanied him to read, I actually fell asleep in the chair by myself.

It wasn't until the Arkand Axe Guards guarding the low wall of the courtyard let out a loud cry that he woke up from his good sleep, only to see the Arkand Axe Guards at the courtyard gate hurriedly closing the courtyard gate and hurriedly running to him to tell him.

"I'm sorry, Sir Aahoannis." The axe guard forgot the words as he spoke, and the name of the new chief seemed to be unpleasantly pronounced, but before he could finish speaking, he was immediately interrupted by the chief who had just woken up from his seat.

"Remember, soldier. Your sir, my name is Ioannis, not Ioannis, as you said. What's going on with you guys? What is the door of the house closed if you have nothing to do? The sir, Ioannis, was sleepy-eyed, and snapped an eye drop from his index finger and flicked it at him.

"The rebels have arrived at the door, and we are still holding a group of Kakhand's infantry, these people are our garrison at the foot of the hill Murred!" The guard's answer was filled with panic.

"Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Ioannis pinched his face, and he sneered at the guards, "I'm not dreaming, then you're dreaming." Have you lost your eyes? Our men must have come with the rebels of the Barony. Pay attention to the subject-verb when speaking. ”

"I didn't dream, I didn't look away! Sir! The Kakande Axeguard's face was full of disappointment, and he nervously looked at the two Karkande Axe Guards behind Dioannis, and the Axe Guards of Kakande saw the truth in his eyes.

It wasn't until the nasal shouts of the people of the Arkands and the neighing of the horses came from outside the door of the house that the courtyard of the House of Sharp, planted with the red crown of El Helino, became strangely quiet, and a dark green mosquito fluttered its wings, fluttered and flew over Ioannis's ears, and landed on the tender hands that held the armrests of his chair, and began to suck the blood violently, and suddenly there was a sound in the courtyard. With a snap, the tranquility of the courtyard was shattered, and the dark green mosquito was shattered along with the broken tranquility.

"Sir, I seem to hear the roar outside the courtyard door anyway. The guard didn't dream, and he didn't look away! The Arkand Axe guard panicked as he gently patted the seat of the Commander Ioannis.

"What? How many of these rebels will there be? You said that we were holding a group of Karkhand infantry, how did this group get their numbers, don't use exaggerated rhetorical devices! I'm the dad of those who like to write with exaggerated rhetorical devices. Ioannis jumped up from his seat, not forgetting to snatch his scroll from the hands of the Arkand Axe, "Go, I'm going to take a look at the low wall." A group can't be a few, right? ”

Commander Ioannis, under the guidance of his fellow Kakhand's guards, hurried up the low wall, and he looked out over the mountain road opposite the gate of Sharp's house, where he sat on the ground of the low wall with a crowd of human heads, and he forgot about the Kakhand soldiers around him, who were just as nervous as he was, but not as big as his movements. Hesitantly, he slowly got up from the ground and ordered his soldiers to shout out of the low wall.

"Our commander has asked your chief to come and interrogate." The Arkand guard shouted out from the low wall, but he was immediately stopped by Ioannis.

"Do you want to be shot through the head with a crossbow? It can be said in the book that the conversation should be artistic. Gotta use 'please'. It's because there are so many people like you in our Karkhand, that we are all branded 'barbarians' on our heads. Ioannis glared at the shouting guard. He crept out of the battlements, and the Karkhand infantrymen, captured by a group of strangers, were kneeling on the ground in rows, counting dozens of them.

"Our commander said, 'Please come and ask your chiefs.' The Karkhand guard shouted out of the low wall again, but in a very stiff tone.

"Oh, Arcana, save our rough men of Karkhand." Ioannis muttered and straightened his gorgeous clothes again, he suddenly straightened up from behind the wall battlements and patted the Kakhand's guard on the shoulder, "You have a problem with the way you speak, let me teach you." They don't seem ready to attack us yet. What a question, ask a fart! ”

"Yes, sir." The Karkhand guard was stunned for a moment, then nodded to Commander Ionis and stepped back behind him.

I saw Ioannis solemnly clear his throat and take a deep breath. His fingers kept picking at the words on the scroll that he couldn't pick out for a long time, as if his head was thinking about how to resolve this crisis and save his head, which was full of pages.

"I have been appointed by His Majesty King Segal II to be the commander of the Murred Command, and I would like to invite your leader to come to the front, and I would like to have a good chat with him. Of course, I didn't have a weapon in my hand, just a book. Ionis's voice could be described as soft-spoken, and the Arkhander guards and axe guards couldn't even hear that such a way of talking would appear in the match between the two sides.

"Help us! Sir. No, please open the door of the house for the sake of us all being of the same race! There are more than sixty of them, and you alone can't hold this place! The captured Kakhand infantrymen on their knees cried in unison to their commanders who poked their heads out.

"Barbarians, please give me a louder voice! It turned out to be a sissy on the low wall, and you yelled too quietly for the sissy to be heard. Behind them, the bald-headed one-eyed dragon on his horse shouted at the captured Karkhand infantry in front of his horse.

"Sir! Please open the door of the house for the sake of us all being of the same clan! There are more than sixty of them, and you can't hold this place. The captured Karkhand infantry shouted again at their commander.

"I want to ask you not to make a fuss out there! Lose face! However, our goddess Arcana will not allow cannibalism, he is a follower of the goddess like us, and will not kill you. No, I'm making formal representations to them! Also, the blind gentleman, are you the leader of your people? Ioannis's expression was complicated, he licked his tongue and touched his neck again.

"Something blind in one eye, I thought I had auditory hallucinations in my ears. What kind of bullshit squirting in your mouth, sir, wash your neck" Arno plucked his ears as he spoke, and before he could say something like 'wash his neck and wait for death', he was stopped by Zax behind him, "Okay, meet you, the real owner of our House of Sharp, the real baron of Sharp Hill and Mulred, His Excellency Zax, will slowly tell you good stories from the books. ”

"Listen to me, the king's doglegs on the low wall, I'm the former baron Zax Sharp you're looking for, I don't want dozens of people to die here, I want you to disarm and surrender, that shouting Commander Karhand, you don't look like a barbarian, but like a well-mannered scholar - I don't want to kill innocent people unless I have to." Zax rode a yellow-maned horse and slowly stepped out of the crowd beside him, the cold light in his wolf-like eyes shooting like a sword at everyone on the low wall.

"Ahh He is the messenger of the night, the hero of revenge! The Kalkhand guard on the low wall recognized the man on the yellow-maned horse, and soon his words spread among the Karkhand soldiers guarding Sharp's house on the low wall, and there was a lot of talk on the low wall.

"It's clearly the eyes of a jungle wolf. He's a six-foot wolf at Sharp! Ionis exclaimed, he saw Zax's wolf nature in the meeting of his gaze, so that he naturally thought of the nickname, and the Kakande axe guards around him were also distracted in his description and title, Ionis was a little nervous, his lips had a layer of dry skin, so that he kept licking with his tongue, "Your Excellency Zax, we are just here on the orders of the king, oh, my name is Ioannis, and I am the commander here." It's a pleasure to meet you in this kind of scene. No, I mean you see, your mansion and little castle are beautifully decorated by us. ”

"Well, Mr. Ioannis, I've heard of you, and I know that you're a learned nobleman in the Kalkandian army, so I've given you two options. First, I will send you and all your men to the funeral of my brother Bill Sharp; Second, open the door and surrender. I will leave you and all of you a way to live. I suggest you heed my second piece of advice. I don't think I will say it a second time. Zacks drew his twin swords from his waist, and the battle daggers he drew reflected the shining sunlight, and the bright blades of the blades clearly reflected the back of the necks of the soldiers under his horse who had fallen to their knees as they were captured.

"Surrender, sir, they fulfilled their promise, as long as we surrendered and didn't kill us." The captured soldiers had already peed their pants in fright, completely losing the courage they had had had in their previous pursuit.

"Sir Ioannis, do I think you should follow the advice of the Six-Foot Wolf?" The axe guard beside Ionis whispered to him, and Ionis looked left and right, as if asking for the wishes of everyone on the low wall.

"That man is simply a six-foot wolf of Sharp, and it is indeed the eyes of a jungle wolf, and the cold light in that eye has already told me everything." Ionnis licked his tongue again, touched his neck in a cold sweat, and shouted to Zax on his yellow-maned horse again, "Your Excellency, if we follow your sincere advice, you must swear to Arcana in front of everyone that you will not harm me or my soldiers. We don't want to be your enemy! ”

One-Eyed Arno snorted and nodded to Zacks. The captured soldiers of Karhand, who were kneeling on the ground, also looked at Baron Zax Sharp expectantly, not his eyes but his lips.

"This condition is also very simple, Mr. Chief. As long as you open the door of the house and surrender, I can continue to sit comfortably in your current position, but you must obey my orders! If you can do it, I swear to Arcana, if you break it, do you know how Eville died? Zax Sharp's resounding resound, his answer cheering the kneeling captives.

"As long as you don't deprive me of my scrolls, why not? I hate managing the mess here. From now on, all my people are under your jurisdiction, including myself. Fast! Go and open the door to me and welcome the return of the original owner of this Sharp House! "The big stone in Ioannis's heart has fallen to the ground, and as long as he and his people are saved, there is nothing else to worry about. In his eyes, whoever he obeys is exactly the same for him.

"Yes! Sir. With a relaxed and happy look on his face, the Arkand Axe Guard ran down the low wall with the Arkand Guard, respectfully opening the door to Sharp's house.