Chapter 22. undercurrent
In the southwest of Miners' Town, a majestic stone castle stands on a hill of more than 50 meters, with huge stones from the foundation to the main building, and extends from the base of the main castle and the city wall, and further up are the watchtowers, with an indestructible cold, like a powerful guard firmly stationed here.
The castle was built at the top of the treacherous mountain, along the undulations of the mountain and extended the cold military buildings, not only the most dangerous area was covered with guard towers and arrow towers, but also on the left and right sides of the steep slope of nearly 80 degrees, there is also a low wall surrounding, and also with gravel leveled out a station more than one meter wide, to provide defense for the halfway up the mountainside, and even even the cliff that goes straight up and down behind, two arrow towers are built at the top to prevent any possible enemy.
And at the very top of this castle, on the sentry tower that is almost more than seven meters high, under the insignia statue of the god of light, there is a four-cornered flag made of blue linen, firmly fixed to the stone of the sentry tower with iron nails, and the two crossed sword noble emblems of Viscount Ryan are embroidered on it and sway slightly with the mountain wind.
"It's a conspiracy."
In the large living room of the main castle, a middle-aged man with neatly trimmed hair was standing quietly, looking at the window with a small opening, his brows were furrowed, especially in his mind, but his face was extremely calm, even if he spoke, he still had the unhurried attitude of the nobles: "This shameless method is really despicable." β
He wore an expensive velvet garment, dyed with red and blue dyes, and after the delicate cutting and matching of the dressmaker, it became a fine garment for the nobility, which no one seemed to be able to afford except the nobility.
And he is the master of the entire miners' town and the castle under him, leading 8,000 freemen, 3,000 serfs, as well as 500 regular troops and 200 personal guards, with noble royal blood, the actual controller of the northernmost border of the Purple Tulip Principality, Viscount Lane!
"Your Excellency Viscount, please rest assured, Your Excellency Dess has already led the personal guard to search, and I think there will definitely be news coming."
Just behind Viscount Lane, there were also four old or middle-aged people standing quietly, hearing Viscount Lane's words, one of the men standing in front of him immediately took a slight half step forward, without any superfluous expression on his face, just lowered his head and said softly: "Your Excellency Des, as a noble sixth-level druid, I believe that it will be easy to find Miss Siya." β
"Of course I knew, but it happened so suddenly."
Viscount Ryan turned his head slightly, his equally handsome face with a certain haze, but in an instant it disappeared into the indifferent face, he waved his hand and said to one of them: "My territory needs to be cleared, at least I hope that my daughter will not be harmed in the future." β
"I understand." The man in the middle of the five nodded slightly, then stepped back slightly and walked out quickly. As a person who specializes in dealing with this kind of thing, he is always so swift and thunderous, but it is this speed and way of dealing with it like a thunderous wind that also puts a lot of pressure on many people.
In the spacious living room, only Viscount Ryan and the other four people remained, but there were not too many words, except for Viscount Ryan looking thoughtfully out of the window, the other four people were standing there quietly, thinking carefully in their hearts, but they didn't dare to speak, just gestured to each other with their eyes, and they already understood in their hearts.
As the most powerful under Viscount Lane, they have a deep understanding of what kind of energy this Viscount Lane who is standing in front of them and is very quiet at this moment, and what he said just now is probably the storm that broke out in the entire miners' town and even Black Lake City.
"Flutteringβ"
Suddenly, there was a sound of bird's wings vibrating outside the window, and Viscount Lane's expressionless face also had a little joy, and he gently reached out of the window, and when he retracted it, a turquoise bird appeared in the palm of his hand, and on the bird's neck, there was a small silver ornament, and a small note was placed inside.
This is Lord Des's creature, a bird from the great forest, very spiritual, not only can complete some small transmission work, but also has a certain ability to lurk and eavesdrop, especially in the hands of a sixth-level druid, under the control of a powerful killer enough to kill.
"Actually... Unexpectedly... It's the guy with the bloodline..."
Viscount Ryan gently pulled out the note and opened it, a short line of words was written on it, and without waiting for any movement, he was instantly clenched by his clenched fists, squinted his eyes and stood in place in a daze, and it took a while to come back to his senses, reach out and throw the turquoise bird away, and continue to flutter and fly away.
The four people behind him glanced at each other, but they were all full of doubts, and looked at Viscount Ryan in front of them carefully, but they were disappointed, Viscount Ryan did not show specific intentions, and the face was still the usual indifference and calmness of the nobles, so that they couldn't figure out what was going on at all.
"Very well, Lord Des has found Sia."
Viscount Ryan turned around slightly, looking at the four subordinates who seemed to be standing respectfully behind him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly, with a certain disdain in his eyes, of course he understood that among his four subordinates, they were actually involved in certain forces, but he wouldn't say it explicitly, this was also some kind of game rule, he still wouldn't destroy and oppose it too much, because he was also deeply involved and happy.
"That's really good."
The four of them immediately nodded slowly, with a respectful smile on their faces, but what they thought in their hearts was not known, maybe they were indeed loyal to Viscount Lane, but their secret identities were not willing to be known by Viscount Lane, everyone has their own secrets, but this secret is big and small, and there are even secrets in which Viscount Lane personally participated.
"Siya is thirteen years old, and I am going to send her to the Temple of Light, so that she can concentrate on studying inside." Bowing his head slightly, Viscount Lane made up his mind, turned to one of them and said, "Go and inform the white cardinal, I hope to go to the cathedral in the town to pray at night." β
"Understood." One of them nodded immediately, and then after bending down slightly to say goodbye, he carefully withdrew from the huge meeting room, and the eyes of the other three people with their heads bowed were even more uncertain, obviously they already had a lot of thoughts in their hearts.
"Now that it's been perfectly resolved, let's leave."
Exhaling slightly, Viscount Lane glanced out of the small window, the mountain breeze gently poured in, blowing the blonde hair on his forehead, as if remembering something, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, listening to the farewell behind him, as if asking casually: "By the way, Cerke, your son Edward has also entered the militia training camp?" β
One of the men walking in the middle immediately stopped, he was wearing the same expensive velvet clothes, and his body was neatly rested, but he was slightly shocked, and carefully looked at the back of Viscount Lane, before bowing his head slightly and whispering: "Your Excellency, my son is over thirteen years old, and I want to exercise his surname." β
"Well, that's good."
Viscount Ryan nodded slightly, without the question just now, just holding his waist with one hand, and said indifferently: "This month's financial table will be sorted out quickly, the autumn harvest season is coming soon, I hope that the miners town will not be without emergency funds at that time." β
Autumn represents a harvest, but this harvest is actually nothing to the miners' town, which is not developed in agriculture, but every autumn, the alien races, robbers, and horse thieves in the wasteland and wilderness will unite to attack the hill of the three dukes to plunder certain necessities of life.
Compared to the barren miners' town, the land outside the hill of the three dukes is simply desertified, and there is a lack of iron ore veins near the miners' town to increase the economy, plus there are many alien races living there, even if it lives as a human being, it is extremely strong, even the Purple Tulip Principality has no interest in that worthless place.
"Of course, I'm already working on the form and categorizing the content as soon as possible."
The middle-aged man was none other than Edward's father, Chelke, Viscount Lane's treasurer, and a big ore merchant in the town, but in front of Viscount Lane, he was just a good treasurer. "It's almost ready." Cherke said respectfully, "There are still three days to be delivered to you, Your Excellency the Viscount." β
"Good." Viscount Ryan nodded with satisfaction, while the others slowly pushed out of the living room, and as the thick wooden door slowly closed, only the two guards holding shields and swords at the door were left in the entire reception hall, and Viscount Ryan who reopened the small note and looked at it carefully.
And Viscount Lane's gaze was only staring at a small piece of content on the small note, and if someone looked at it at this time, they would find that it read: "Blood." β
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