Earl Walker Easttim gradually awoke on the cold cobblestone path, surrounded by the straight trunks of the Masson pines and the fir trees of Lucy's glades, the icy water behind the trees that flowed quietly to Lake Raff. Beside him, a snowhound with pure white hair was gently licking* his cold hand, although his palm was slimy from the licking of the snowhound, but he finally saw a strange creature accompanying him, and he could finally feel a trace of warmth in his heart.

"Poor homeless fellow." Count Walker Easthem slowly rose from the ground, crouching on the ground and stroking the white-haired snowhound's head.

"Wow!" The White-Haired Snowhound barked twice, seemingly enjoying the caress of the strange Trian in front of him, and wagging its tail in favor of Walker.

"Give," Walker subconsciously reached into his chainmail coat and fumbled with it, but found nothing, "I'm sorry, poor fellow, I'm just as pathetic as you. I don't have anything to feed you. ”

Walker said something he didn't understand to the stray white-haired snowhound, who just stared at Walker up and down with a pair of big round eyes. Walker stared at the clear eyes of the Snowhound, and he seemed to see a dreamlike past: a time when every time he woke up, there was a shush and a warm greeting from those seemingly loyal servants. Every trip that has ever been protected by his own knight of the guard. Now, however, only the poor dog is left to meet a man who is now pitiful and once extremely hateful.

"I didn't reward you with anything to eat, but I have to thank you for waking up." Walker rubbed the white-haired snowhound's head as a sign of gratitude for its awakening. The snowhound squatted down in front of Teucer and stretched out his tongue and wagged his fluffy white tail gently.

"Dude, I don't have any food, you go find another master." Walker said the same words again, and he looked at the snowhound's souring snowhound and sighed sadly.

"I didn't even have a sip of water. Dude, follow me now only to starve, don't follow me! Walker seemed to be quite annoyed with the persistent snowhound, and he shook his hand to leave the fellow he met halfway, but the stray snowhound seemed to follow Walker.

Walker came to the river leading to Lake Raff, picked up the clear water in his hand, and sucked greedily, and Walker suddenly felt a burst of relief. And the snowhound also puts its nose close to the surface of the river and licks* the luscious water. Walker stood up and continued in the direction of Yafenburg. The Snowhound quickly followed. From time to time, he swirled around Walker, from time to time he raised one hind leg to pee on the roots of the masson pine in the coniferous forest, and from time to time he ran in front of Walker to lead the way.

"Ha, to paraphrase the dwarves of the Ain Dynasty, you are really a white wave who marks his territory everywhere." Walker speaks to the Snowhound what the hound doesn't understand, and gets a response from the hound "Wangwang", who seems to have a soft spot for the word "Hakubo".

"Do you like the word white wave?" Count Walker Easttem had a bitter smile on his face.

The white-haired snowhound immediately wagged its tail.

"Well, you little one. I'll call you 'White Wave'. Earl Walker Easttem chuckled, as if amusing the little fellow named 'White Wave'.

The white-haired snowhound flicked its tail rapidly, as if it was very excited.

"Rustle." A slight movement came from the taiga not far away, and Bai Bo pricked up its pointed ears. Sudden hair handstand.

Bai Bo lowered its body as much as possible, slowing down its pace, as if it was quite careful every time it landed, and Walker also squatted down, only to see Bai Bo quietly take a broken step forward in a similar prostrate forward posture. In an instant, Bai Bo jumped up and rushed forward.

"Ahh My good boy 'White Wave'! It must have found its prey! Earl Walker also followed Bai Bo through the snowy coniferous forest, he looked in the direction of Bai Bo's pounce, it was a short-eared snow hare that was looking down in the taiga, and it was only the moment Bai Bo approached it that it stood upright, and stretched out its short ears, which were completely opposite to the long ears of the Entel hare. Bai Bo didn't let the hapless snow rabbit's sight catch its existence, just a lucky pounce, it knocked down the reckless snow hare who wanted to escape with one blow, he bit off the snow hare's neck, and the snow hare just struggled to kick his legs twice, and then didn't move in Bai Bo's mouth. Bai Bo turned his head to Walker with his prey in his mouth, and without hesitation, he rushed towards him.

Walker's eyes were filled with tears, and now he was no longer the proud and pretending to be a majestic earl of the past, but now he was just an inferior person who was not as good as a poor peasant in the taiga, and he was no longer accompanied by those courtiers who played lip service and intrigued, but the hound "Good Boy Baibo" who provided a wake-up service on the way. The only thing that could prove his noble status now was the one-handed longsword with an aquamarine gem embedded in the hilt.

"Well, my good boy 'White Wave'. We're going to get to Jarfenburg, which is still far away, and we're going to have to cross the Lucy Glades. Bai Bo seemed to understand Earl Walker's soft voice, wagged his furry tail, and quickly rushed to the front of Walker.

One day's journey, Earl Walker walked for 3 days, he and Bai Bo finally met on the third day of the evening, saw the Pillar of Arcana outside the south gate of Jaffenburg, which represents the goddess pillar of faith, the Masson pine edge the city of Jaffenburg lined up, the castle is already within reach, the castle wall has been faintly visible on the wall of those soldiers on duty, the afterglow of the setting sun makes the stone wall built with white mountain rock into the color of gold. The blue-tiled spire is topped with the emblem of the Count of Affin, a brown striped flag on a white background that flutters in the cold winter winds. The halberd-clinging soldiers on the castle tower seemed to have spotted a approaching man and a snow-white hound outside the city gates.

"That man seems to be our Excellency the Earl, but the Earl has obviously led his troops to attack the Earl of Entle, and I have not heard that the Earl has a hound. No, we'll have to inform our boss about this. The guards on the towers began to talk to each other.

"What are you talking about?" After a while, a junior officer in plain clothes walked up to the arrow tower alone.

"Mr. Wu Changmart, we found that there is a person in the city, it seems to be His Excellency the Earl, because it is now dusk, we dare not open the door privately, you have seen the Earl, so I asked Anton to come and let you see." A halberd soldier whispered to the plainly dressed Captain Matt.

From his waist, Walker flashed a one-handed longsword with a pale sapphire hilt representing the count's status, and he wielded it outside the city gates.

"I recognize that sword, the heirloom sword of the House of Easttime, it is indeed His Excellency the Earl, open the gates of the city!" Wu Chang Mart exclaimed.

There was a commotion on the city walls, and the sergeants on duty conveyed the news of the Count's return to each other, and the guards on the city walls shouted at the gates of Yafenburg, "Your Excellency the Great Earl Walker!" He's just outside the city! Open the gates! His Excellency the Great Earl Walker Easttim is back! ”

The news of the Earl's return soon spread throughout the castle, and the gates of Jarfenburg were suddenly opened for Count Walker, and the soldiers of the city gate hurriedly walked out of the city, and they formed a group around Count Walker, and Walker and his "good boy Bai Bo" stood in the middle of the soldiers who lined up to meet them. The inhabitants of the castle scrambled like giraffes with their necks stretched out, and they vied to the guard of honor formed by the guards at the castle gates.

"Thanks to the blessings of Goddess Arcana, I can finally get news of the children." An old woman put down her work and hurried into the crowd that had already gathered on both sides of the road. The crowd was looking forward to their brothers, relatives and friends.

"Why is it only His Excellency the Earl? My good friend Pryor was on his way. The crowds on both sides of the road began to talk.

"Could it be" The cries of women and children suddenly came from the crowd on both sides of the road, and the air around them became extremely sad.

"Incompetent lord! Give back my son! In the crowd, some old men and women with gray hair began to shout in grief, and the people around them just looked at each other, only concerned about talking or silent.

"Give back my brother! You bastard who imprisons your own teacher! There were no more honorifics in the crowd's chatter, and a few angry young men suddenly started to laugh, and the crowd on both sides of the road was even more noisy.

"May your body rot in the grave." The angry crowd could no longer control their emotions, and they immediately threw at Earl Walker, the objects in their hands or at the moment, thatch, flowers, dirt, pebbles, vegetables, apples, eltora fruits, and debris came at Walker like a storm, and Walker was silent.

"That's true. If you lose your armor, you just come back on your own. The guard of honor who had held off the onslaught for Count Walker also began to complain about the lord they had returned alone.

"It's definitely a joke in any county." I don't know which team member added another sentence.

Walker clenched his fists, and he looked at the good boy Bai Bo beside him, still walking silently in the middle of the guard of honor.

"Welcome back, Great Lord, Resat Don sends you his most concerned greetings." Resat Tang led several courtiers in the court of Diffin to greet their master Walker with a smile, but Count Walker just glanced at Resat Don and snorted coldly.

"Damn! You pariahs! Stop your stupidity in attacking your lords! Earl Walker's courtiers admonished the angry populace with gloomy faces, but soon his head was full of color. All kinds of vegetables and fruits dress up these fierce courtiers in a glamorous and beautiful manner, looking like a living court clown.

If it was Earl Walker in the past, he would crucify these people who disrespected him one by one on the cross of Arcana, let the complaining soldiers immediately become members of the dungeon of Yafen, and reward those two-faced courtiers who greeted him with respectful and smiling faces, but this time Earl Walker was silent, he swept away the pride of the past and became solemn, he just silently endured the spurning of his subjects, reflecting on everything that had happened over the years.

The distance from the gates of Jarfenburg to the main castle of Jarfenburg was very close, separated by a few narrow gravel roads, but Count Walker walked a full two moments. Walker 'enjoyed' the wrath of the people, the real cries of the people in the counties he ruled, the anger of the angry people, and the filth thrown by the people to his face. The courtiers with their faces painted on their faces looked at the once proud Earl in amazement, and their hearts were disturbed by the Earl's strange behavior, and his eyes were so cold that they were no longer as loose and arrogant as before.

It wasn't until Walker's eyes saw that the red velvet carpet leading to the castle appeared, and after passing through the castle gate, the angry people were blocked back by the guards of the main castle of Affenburg, and Walker suddenly walked quickly to the thick wooden door that was open for him to the main hall of the castle, and entered his castle, and the good boy Bai Bo also jumped in with Earl Walker.

In the main hall of the castle was facing the thick wooden door was a long table, on the cold long table was placed the delicately carved goddess candlestick, the lit ash in the candlestick flickered faintly on the fire, the cold face of Count Walker Easttim shone very mercilessly, Walker went straight to the earl silver chair specially designed for him, calmly sat on the silver chair, his face was extremely ugly.

"Welcome to your holy land, Lord Walker Easthem, the great Earl of Jaffenburgh, and may the Lord rule over this fiefdom of Vedin for a long time." The courtiers who followed the Count put one hand on their chests and saluted Walker Easttim, who was sitting in the Earl's chair.

"Ressatt Don, could you come over for a moment?" Earl Walker beckoned to the courtier with the brightest smile.

"Great Lord, is there anything I can do for you? I know that the red boar of Entre must have used a trick and I would be happy to serve you. Resatt Tang looked triumphantly at the courtiers and nobles around him.

"Resatt Don, maybe you're interested in my location. Come on, sit comfortably in my place. Earl Walker smiled and stood up from the Earl's silver chair and grabbed Resart Don's swinging hands, "You're welcome, Resar Don, I know you like to sit on the silver chair and enjoy the worship of our Eastem family. ”

"My lord, how can I sit in your place. This is a great disrespect to the Easttim family. There was a hint of panic on Resart Tangdui's face, but of course the panic was just a hint.

"I think you've sat in this silver chair many times when I'm gone." Earl Walker's face suddenly turned cloudy, his eyes suddenly flashed with hatred, he pushed hard, Resat Tang lost his center of gravity, and immediately fell to the ground, "Lift your damn dog head, no, it's a rat head, calling you a dog head will tarnish the reputation of my good boy Bai Bo!" ”

"Wow!" Bai Bo screamed excitedly, flicking his tail rapidly, watching his master's every move.

"Lord, I think you must have misunderstood, I really didn't do anything." Resat Don was stunned, he covered his mouth, and looked at Earl Walker, who thought he knew everything, at a loss.

"I didn't say what you did, you confessed so quickly. Good, you're honest enough. Earl Walker took out the Earl's seal from his chainmail jacket and threw it heavily on the long table, only to hear a 'bang' on the table, and Ressatt Don's small eyes were already round, "What a thief, he dares to fornicate with a foreign minister to seek the fiefdom of the Easttim family!" Indeed, I was blind in the past, and I used you greedy pig again! ”

"O great lord! I really didn't use your personal seal to hand it over to Baron Horton! Resart Don's mouth was already walking his horse everywhere, and the intense tension made his words finally break free from the shackles of his thoughts, and he looked behind him at the court of Yafen, "My friend can testify for me!" ”

The courtiers of Affenburg immediately shifted their gaze to any place that had nothing to do with Resart Tang, and the atmosphere in the court of Diffin suddenly became strange, and no matter how Resart Don cried out for his 'grievances', none of the courtiers stood up to speak for him.

"Hmph, I don't remember who I said you brought this seal to! Guards, drag Rezath Don into the dungeon! Guarded! A white mist erupted from Earl Walker's nose, and he rushed in front of Ressatt Don and raised his hand to punch Ressar Don all over the ground.

"Your Excellency the Great Count, for this despicable putine, according to the law of Jaffin, shall be sentenced to hanging, and his body shall be hung in a conspicuous position in the castle for at least three days." A courtier suddenly stood up in Yafen's courtier team, he pressed the bridge of his nose, and behind his cold gaze was confidence.

"You! Spitcot! Bastard, you've fallen on me! Blood oozed from the corners of Resart Don's mouth, and he stared hard at the spy chief who had fallen to the Count's side.

"I'm the man who hates traitors who betray his lord. If I had known that you were such a traitor, I would have pulled you out of the courtiers! You, just go where you need to go. Spiket stroked his Earl Walker to his chest with one hand, nodded and saluted, ready to retreat into the courtiers' ranks.

"Wronged! Treat unjustly! Resat Don was dragged out of the castle by two stout guards, his shouts only getting farther and farther away.

"Well, after dealing with this hateful renineer, I'm in a much better mood. The rest of the people will disperse, and I will slowly investigate your affairs. Earl Walker waved his hand at the courtiers who each had a ghost in their hearts, and the courtiers finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Sbicott, you left me behind. ”

"Yes, Lord Count! What else do you have to say? Spiket pressed the bridge of his nose again, as if there was a bulge on the bridge of his nose that could not be pressed.

"Spitcot, I want you to escort my teacher, Mr. Lawrence, safely to my court, and if he dies, you must also go and give me a burial. Do you understand? As soon as the Earl finished speaking, Spicht's face turned very pale, and his lips twitched up and down.

"Your Excellency, your teacher, Mr. Lawrence, seems to be beginning to deteriorate. I don't think he will last long. Spichett's answer was slurring.

"I said, if he dies, you'll have to give me a burial. I think I made it very clear! Go and get me! With a wave of his hand, Earl Walker turned away, only to let out a long sigh, and Spichett, wiping the sweat from his forehead, ran out of the main castle of Yafen and ran towards the dungeon.