Overall, the thieves' invasion did not hurt Kent too much. Except for the more than 30 aristocratic coalition soldiers killed and wounded in battle, it can be said that there were no other casualties. Although a large sum of money was required afterwards to pay for the orphans of the deceased and to treat the wounded, the amount evenly distributed among the heads of each family was not large. Sir Barek, in particular, when he saw his people coming out of the barn safe and sound, was even more excited to announce on the spot that he would give an extra 3,000 gold coins to reward the noble soldiers who fought bravely.

Of course, there is no one who has suffered the most from the Luo Yanta family.

Following the loss of a prized Hanover horse to the Ensberg family at the Windsor Castle Race, Sir Royanta's guard was wiped out in this incident. In particular, the death of the Knight of McMara was definitely an unbearable blow to the Royanta family. In the process of being held hostage by thieves, Sir Luo Yanta himself not only broke his ribs in many places, stabbed his thigh, but also almost popped the eyeball in his left eye by the female sand thief. And its crying and begging for mercy at the last moment is also destined to smear the re-emergence of the Luo Yanta family.

Looking at the sergeants busy in the morning mist, Moriarty took a deep breath of the morning air with a distinctively dewy scent, and his spirit was immediately shaken.

"Moriarty, to be honest, your appearance surprises me to this day." With only the Knights of the Round Table and Hamilton with them behind, Viscount Salk and Moriarty strolled comfortably through a sparse woodland, and the old man looked at the faint glow of the eastern sky.

"It's just a little trick, and it's not on the stage." Morati was about half a position behind the Viscount and smiled, "It's you, Viscount, that the victory of the Commander Coalition this time is enough to make you and the Salk family famous in the entire county and even the entire kingdom. Congratulations again, Viscount. With that, Moriarty saluted the old man solemnly.

"Haha, Moriarty, your eloquence is almost catching up with your father." The viscount laughed, and could see that he was really in a very happy mood at the moment.

It is no wonder that in the long-term situation of "twins standing side by side" in Kent, the old man can first break the deadlock and snatch the glorious military exploits of successfully suppressing the bandits, which is very beneficial to suppress the camp of Viscount Merriren and further win over allies.

"Well, it looks like the battlefield is almost cleaned. How about a few days at Windsor Castle? The viscount slowly put away his smile and invited.

"Thank you for your hospitality. However, after this invasion of thieves, I still want to rush back to Ivy Manor to have a look. Moriarty smiled apologetically and bowed slightly.

"Well, that's as it should be." The old man was not angry at the other party's refusal, and nodded understandingly, after all, as the sole heir of the Ensberg family, this is also the responsibility of Moriarty: "However, you must remember the agreement with Matiel, don't let her wait too long." ”

"Definitely, Lord Viscount." Moriarty hurriedly agreed, and at the same time, the bright and unusual smile of the Salk Pearl immediately appeared in his mind.

Just like Moriarty, after clearing the battlefield, most of the nobles also took their leave directly to Viscount Salk and rushed back to their respective territories. As for the injured Sir Luo Yanta, he didn't want to stay here sadly, and he had already returned to the Luo Yan Tower family under the escort of a special person.

After bidding a friendly farewell to the nobles, Moriarty and the family guards rode the glow of the morning glow and set out on their way home. As for the carriages and other miscellaneous items that were left at Windsor Castle, it was natural that the attendants of the Salk family would properly return to Ensberg.

"Hamilton, how long do you think the upward momentum of the Luo Yan Tower will be suppressed after this incident?" With no outsiders around, Moriarty continued his "riding lessons" while speaking directly to Hamilton beside him. …,

"It's hard to predict, but in two or three years, the military strength of the Luo Yanta family will undoubtedly regress significantly." Hamilton still had his usual stern expression, but his tone seemed to be much closer to that of Moriarty.

"Yes, one guard was wiped out, and a mid-rank knight was killed. Such losses cannot even be easily recouped by money. Moriarty smiled faintly.

Speaking of which, in addition to the successful Viscount Salk, the real benefit of this thief invasion is the Ensberg family, which is a potential opponent in the county. And after this battle, Moriarty's own reputation has suddenly changed from a negative number to a positive number, and it must not be low.

"Well, it's time for my father to worry about the rest." Moriarty shook his head and decided to change the subject: "Lewis, are you really about to step on the threshold of level eight?" ”

"Yes." Hamilton didn't hide it and nodded.

"And what about the Knights of the Round Table?" Moriarty asked with some indifference.

To be honest, he was very greedy for the "Spear of Dawn" Charlie behind the old man. With such a bodyguard who is in the wind, not to mention the safety factor, even my aura can be greatly improved. However, having a Knight of the Round Table as a subordinate is no longer something that ordinary viscounts have, at least Viscount Maclelan does not have this luck.

"Knights of the Round Table?" This simple word seemed to have a very special meaning to Hamilton, and the knight bowed his head slightly, and was silent for a moment: "I, I don't know. ”

"Is it really that hard?" Moriarty asked again with a look of hesitation when he saw Hamilton for the first time.

"Yes. Being able to join the 'Round Table' is the greatest wish of every knight of the Kingdom. Hamilton nodded.

"What about the Templar?"

"The Templar... I've never had such a luxury. Hamilton shook his head, but there was reverence and a faint hint of longing in his eyes.

"You will, Lewis. At the very least, you'll be able to sit at the 'round table'. I am convinced of this. Moriarty looked at the other party and said solemnly.

"Thank you, Sir." The knight looked back at Moriarty and smiled.

Of course, while most of the Kent nobles returned to their respective families, there were still some members of the family who followed Viscount Salk back to Windsor Castle. Moreover, many ladies and ladies who stayed in the fort also needed to arrange for people to pick them up one by one.

"Charlie, what do you think of that kid?" At the head of the procession, Viscount Salk took a bulging wine bag from his saddle, took a deep sip, exhaled a long and comfortable breath, and then threw it to the Knights of the Round Table.

"The combat power is very poor, barely a warrior." Charlie, with a gray beard, took the leather bag, tilted his head and poured it down his throat until he gave up.

The air is neutral and fills with a pungent aroma of spirits.

"Hehe, kill talents, still so greedy for wine." Seeing that the other party didn't leave a little wine for himself at all, the old man couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Besides, people are mage apprentices, do you think that you and I are fighting men." ”

"In Erathia, the path of a mage is destined to not go far, and in the end he is just an ordinary shrewd nobleman." Charlie casually hung the leather bag around his waist, burped, and shrugged: "In my opinion, it is still the knight of Ensberg who is enough for a man." ”

"Hamilton is really good, he should be able to reach the top of the middle level in a year or two, but I don't know if there is a chance to become a Knights of the Round Table." Speaking of this, the viscount sighed softly.

"If he can let go of a qiē, go to the northern frontier or Fort Ford, join the kingdom's border legion, and live past the age of forty, he will definitely be high-level." Charlie looked at the old man and said lightly. …,

"Yes, how can you get the glory of the round table without going through the trials and tribulations of war, and if you don't go through the bloody hell of life and death!" The old man nodded with great feeling.

"It's a pity for Lawrence, his pseudo-light blade already has a lot of taste. If he does manage to escape into the Southern Wilderness, then within three years, the prestige of Hellfire will surely spread throughout the Hurricane Wasteland. With that, Charlie looked back at the back of the group, where the body of a one-armed man was mixed in with a pile of corpses on a crude cart.

"Go back and find a place to bury him, after all, he's a good soldier." The viscount couldn't help but sigh again and whispered.

"Yes, sir." Charlie nodded, sighing softly and silently.

Around the p.m., Moriarty's party re-embarked on the land of the "Ivy". For the young master to return lightly, although the housekeeper felt weird, he didn't ask much, and directly arranged for the maid to take over the horses and prepare hot water. As for Hamilton and other guard soldiers, they were naturally greeted by other people in the manor.

Seeing that the manor was as usual, Moriarty was completely relieved. Although the thieves have been wiped out in the village of Beni, it is difficult to see if there are still a few rogues who will flee south.

Stripping off his leather armor, Moriarty bathed and changed his clothes under the service of the maid. At the same time, he explained the many matters of this day to Old Hugo. After hearing this, the steward immediately ordered to go down, and strengthen the vigilance inside and outside the manor, at least until this turmoil completely subsides and goes away.

"Father, send an extra group of people to greet you." Washed away from the dirt, Moriarty changed into a comfortable robe, went to the lawn outside the main building, and said to the old butler.

"Okay." Hugo nodded: "But the master's itinerary seems to have been adjusted a little." ”

"Oh? Got new news back? Moriarty asked with a slight eyebrow.

"Yes, I just received a message from my lord this morning that the Baron will stay in Ruhr for a while longer, and the exact date of his return is yet to be determined." The old butler replied.

"Ruhr County... I know. Moriarty nodded, and turned to walk towards his study

The first update.