After the occupation of Swadia, the reconstruction of Serindil has been largely completed, and under Byron's lax rule, Serindil's economy has returned to normal and the land has been redistributed, and although people occasionally complain about the rising crime rate, they have generally praised the benevolent rule of Baron Byron and Lord Fatis, although the Baron himself is currently missing.

When Fatis and Jamila first returned to Serindil, he only brought a few dozen cavalry with him, and at that time, the soldiers who fell to Alleyne had already accounted for two-thirds of the town's garrison, and the local squires and magnates also made overtures to Ellene, and it seemed to outsiders that the arrival of Fatis could hardly shake Alleyne's current control, and the rumors he brought were not necessarily credible, after all, King Harauth believed that Byron had died in battle, and even the funeral was held.

But at this time, Fattis's usual prestige in the army, Jamila's eloquence, and the dinar in his hand came into play, and for a week, Fatis lived and ate with the soldiers, and Jamila constantly lobbied among the various local magnates. Arenn wasn't unaware of this, but by the time he had the energy to send his men to Serindil to talk to Fatis, the situation in Serindil had turned in a shocking turn.

The entire town's garrisons, mercenaries, and private soldiers provided by the local magnates all fell to Fatis's side, and with the addition of Desaivi's troops, Ellen's claim that he was the new lord was naturally not accepted. Two of Byron's once best knights are now facing each other in his domain.

In the Hall, the heroes and officers who remained loyal to Byron met again, and as in previous meetings, they were still discussing how to deal with their current relationship with Ellen.

But like in previous meetings, this time they didn't come up with a reason. They were confident that they would defeat Ellenn, but they didn't dare to really do it, for fear that the royal family would take advantage of it, so there was no progress for an hour.

"The messenger we sent to Pegon has returned, and Ellen is still the same thing, neither believing that the Lord is still alive, nor is he completely turning to the Prince, and this neutrality is really intriguing."

After everyone dispersed, only Fatis and Jamila were left in the room, and the previous meeting was actually more about making a show, and it was the two of them who really made the decision.

"It seems that he still believes us, he wants to keep the status quo and continue to wait and see, which is true, but the current situation may not allow him to be so neutral." Jamila sat in her chair, her face was not very small, the toil of the journey and the high-intensity work of the recent period had made her body very weak. Fatis had advised her to get some rest, but she still hadn't put down what she was doing, and she knew that Thrindil couldn't do without her in this situation.

"That's right, the lords of Rhodok are gathering strength, according to the reports of our scouts, about a thousand men have been assembled in the mountains to the west, and the lords of Djerkhara have gathered a larger army, and when they are ready, there will be at least three thousand, and there are many heavy infantry and crossbowmen supported by King Grievos. The war in the north is almost over, and the armies of King Harauth and the other counts will soon return, and it will be even more difficult for Rhodok to recover the territory, and they will certainly not overload this opportunity. Fatis looked solemnly at the flags on the map representing Rhodok's troops. If we continue to face off like this, none of us will be able to run away from Rhodok's army, and this state of affairs must be ended as soon as possible. ”

Jamila nodded, she understood the current state of affairs as well, but there was one thing she didn't tell Fatis that she was more worried about Aryn than she was worried about the situation. The two of them are currently at loggerheads, but she has been looking for a peaceful solution. She was loyal to Byron, so she did her best to spread the word that Byron was still alive, and kept trying to persuade the Squires of Serindil who had fallen to Ellene. But she still loves Ellene, even though Ellen doesn't have such strong feelings for her...

"I really can't... Let me go to Pegonde, maybe I can talk to him. After thinking about it for a moment, Jamila bit her lip and made up her mind, and stood up in her chair.

"It's a solution, but I'm going to have to stop you from doing it." Hearing Jamila's words, Fatis frowned and shook his head, he made emotional mistakes, but this does not mean that he is a piece of wood that does not understand the emotions of men and women, he can see Jamila's true intentions at a glance. "Jamila, perhaps it seems to you that Alleyne is a handsome knight, brave and elegant, and very gentlemanly to ladies. But you have to know that he is a self-righteous fellow, and you do get along very well, but it is only a courtesy of a nobleman to her potential mistress. Forgive me for saying that, but unfortunately it's true. When he wasn't with you, do you know how many women he hooked up with and how many aristocratic ladies he loved? Once he almost got into trouble with a noblewoman from Uxhall, but it was Lord Byron who gave him kindness. What's more, he still attaches such importance to the status and identity of the nobility, I really don't think you should choose him, let alone think that you can change his mind by yourself. He is too aristocratic, if you stand in his way to power, he will not hesitate to step on it, and he is like this now. ”

After Fatis finished speaking, the room fell into an awkward silence. After a while, Jamila sat down, tears glistening to her eyes, and lay on the table and sobbed softly.

Realizing that his words were too heavy, Fatis also blushed. He felt guilty, not only because he had made Jamila cry and shattered a young girl's illusion of love, but also because he had accidentally vented the resentment he had accumulated when he killed his own brother for a woman. In the words of the modern earth, he was a little unhappy with eating dog food just now.

"Maybe we can go over together. I mean.. Tell him about the relationship or something, and maybe he'll agree. ”

Fatis had no choice but to comfort Jamila, but even he felt that the way he comforted him was too bad. But there was no way, he had a lot of words in his heart that he could say to comfort her, but he couldn't say it because he was in trouble.

"No need, Fatis, really not." A bitter smile appeared on her face. "We all know it's useless, that's not the problem. As long as it can't be confirmed that Lord Byron is still alive, Alleyne will not fall to our side, and if we go, I am afraid that he will be locked up, after all, without the two of us, both the troops and those who support us will change their positions again. ”

Saying this, both of them sat down and looked at the floor without saying a word, one heart was indescribably depressed, and the other heart seemed to have broken something.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of cheering outside the house, and the soldiers seemed to shout something, gathered together, and got closer and closer to them.

"What's going on?" Curious, Fatis opened the door and bumped into the rushing soldiers, who were now surrounded by a sweaty, smiling messenger with a letter clutched tightly in his hand.

"Your Excellency Fatis, this is the handwriting of Lord Baron von Byron, who has set out from Dehrim and will soon return to his domain!" The messenger handed over the letter and said in a loud voice.

"Hear me, Lord Byron is still alive!"

"I knew our head couldn't die!"

The soldiers and mercenaries cheered, and their laughter was so hearty that the atmosphere of joy swept through the town at once.

"It's him! It's his word! Great, warriors, our adults are back! Jamila, do you see that? Don't worry, Byron he's back! ”

Fatis was stunned for a moment and thought he was dreaming, and then he eagerly opened the letter, and when he saw the bitter gourd face inside, he instantly turned into a flower. He held up the letter and chanted Byron's name at the soldiers, and Jamila's tear-stained face in the room regained her beautiful smile.

But the smile lasted less than ten seconds before she frowned again, covered her mouth and leaned forward.

"Gross..."

Fatis, who was happy, was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then he immediately shouted at the people: "Everyone go and prepare, we have to prepare a party to welcome the adults." ”

He sent away the excited soldier and threw the courier a gold coin. Fatis hurried back into the house, leaning over to hold Jamila who was about to vomit.

"Are you alright?" He asked with some concern, a premonition in his heart.

"Nothing, really nothing." Jamila held back her vomit and moved her hands down to support her lower abdomen.

"You and Alleyne..."

Fatis's expression stiffened, and Jamila's face flushed, her head almost buried in her chest.

"Say no more, Fatis. We... I just did what I had to do..."