23. Traces
After chatting with Morin for a long time, he finally left Gore's royal city without any help under the warm welcome of the other party.
In the palace, the queen of Ullens was looking at her husband with a worried expression.
"Your Majesty, are you going to let that little kid leave Gore?"
The queen's heart has always been towards her husband, although Ullens's queen may have appreciated it when she first saw Qi Wuce, but since Qi Wuce fell out with Ullens, the queen's appreciation has changed to murderous intent.
"My dear Grace, perhaps this Sotface will be able to achieve a lot in the future, but only if he can live to that day." Ullens smiled whimfully.
"My Majesty! Have you sent someone to hunt down that child, and if this is revealed, it will be a big blow to your reputation! ”
Queen Grace stroked Ullens lightly, frowning at her husband's bad decision.
"Send someone to hunt down? No, no, no, I do admit that Horterfuss's talent is a kid, and that killing intent like a dragon's gaze really stopped me for a moment. ”
Ullens looked at the queen confidently, what the queen could think of, with his years of experience in politics, how could he not think of it?
"That boy, if I'm not mistaken, he's from Kamelade."
just threw out a sentence lightly, but the queen had a suddenly realized expression.
"Your Majesty, you mean the Saxons?"
"Yes, with those guys, why should I do it myself?"
"But...... Can just those ordinary Saxon soldiers really deal with the brat who defeated the giants? ”
Queen Grace still had some concerns, she knew the power of the giants, and the soldiers of the Saxons could not compare with them.
"My dear queen, are you a little less confident in me about your husband?"
He lifted Queen Grace's chin and made her gaze meet his, and King Ullens had a mocking look in his eyes.
The queen blushed and buried her head in King Ullens's arms, and now she had no need to continue, as long as she trusted her husband wholeheartedly.
Ullens was full of confidence, and the leading knight in the Saxon army had put a lot of pressure on him not long ago.
The army of a thousand men was easily routed in the first battle, and if it weren't for his familiarity with the surrounding terrain, he wouldn't even be able to escape with his knights.
A lone stranger.
As soon as they encounter the Saxon knight, they will be caught up and slashed by the sword.
Qi Wuce, who had left the royal city, had no idea what King Ullens was planning for him, and after returning home, he hurried towards Kamelard after leaving the city.
On the one hand, he was worried that King Ullens had really torn his skin and sent someone to take his life, and on the other hand, he was anxious to return to Cameliard to learn more magic from his teacher.
Because it was a road that had already been traveled once, this time Qi Wuce's speed was several times faster than when he came.
In a day's time, he crossed the mountains and reached the small village where he had first met Ullens.
Unlike the last time he came, this time Qi Wuce saw a scorched earth that had burned down, just like the village he grew up in.
"The smell of war ......"
Although it was impossible to tell the exact time of the battle due to the wind and rain, Qi Wuce could guess that Ullens probably fought with an army during the two days he had observed the giants.
"Was there a war with the army of that kingdom?"
Qi Wuce thought about this question, Ullens had hidden too much from him, and the lack of information made it difficult for him to deduce further.
With so many kingdoms in England, it was not impossible that they would sometimes clash with each other. In addition, the battlefield has been cleaned up and experienced the baptism of wind and rain, and the last bit of evidence has been completely destroyed.
There was a lack of clues, so it was impossible to deduce which kingdom's army Ullens was fighting.
After another half day around the charred village, Qi Wuru finally determined the whereabouts of the army that had fought Ullens.
"Heading North......"
Qi Wuce muttered, if that army was really heading north, it would not be too good news for him, after all, if he wanted to return to Kameliad, he would have to set off north.
If it's just the army of a normal kingdom, that's fine, but what if it's a Saxon? The brutal men weren't going to let him go, a heavily armed British.
If it is discovered, the greatest possibility is to be chased by a large number of knights all the way to the Scottish side.
But fortunately, the traces left behind by the army's rush are still obvious, and it is not too difficult to avoid them if you slow down and pay attention to them.
As soon as he thought of this, Qi Wuce's mood suddenly relaxed a lot.
"Tick! Tick! ”
The cool feeling coming from his face made Qi Wuce subconsciously put on his waterproof cloak.
The heavy rain fell quickly, which made Qi Wuce's face a little bad, there have always been a lot of rainy days in Britain, and it can always erase some traces from this small island.
The raindrops washed over the earth, and perhaps the rainy days that seemed ordinary in the past became a sign of bad luck in Qi Wuce's eyes at the moment.
"Looks like we're going to have to hurry."
Qi Wuce's face was a little unpleasant, the heavy rain would soon bury everything, and he had to catch up with that army before he could do it, and then choose another way to rush back to Kamelade.
"It's raining ......"
In the middle of a small village, Artoria looked out the window at the gloomy sky, feeling a little uneasy.
In the past few days, out of the principle of being a knight, she has been entrusted by the villages on the road to crusade against all kinds of monsters, or deal with troublesome things that the villagers can't handle.
Therefore, she did not succeed in reaching Gore for so many days.
"Graciful knight, are you leaving?"
Noticing Artoria looking out the window at the sky, the gray-eyed village chief spoke.
"Hmm...... I still have some things to do, so I have to leave, I have already defeated the monsters near the village, and you can continue to live in peace with the people in the village in the future. ”
Artoria thought for a moment and then spoke: "By the way, Your Excellency the village chief, I have thanked you and the people of the village for your hospitality these days, and I am very satisfied with the food these days. ”
Touching her stomach, which was barely five points full, Artoria who knew clearly the amount of food she was eating, said a little against her will.
"Ho! There is nothing good in the village, and it would be nice if the food could satisfy His Excellency. ”
After a few more pleasantries, although the weather was not very good today, Artoria finally left with the joy of the whole village.