"Ding Dong!" The droplets of water that slipped from between the fingers stirred up a slight ripple in the wooden basin, and the slightly brown liquid was crystal clear, like honey just shaken out of a beehive, but it exuded the fragrance of grass and trees.

Barrett, who was immersed in this liquid, trembled slightly in the muscles of his whole body, as if every pore opened and began to breathe regularly. With this mutual exchange, Barrett gently rested his head against the leather cushion on the same side of the wood.

"Herbal decoction to relieve fatigue, and there will be incense to promote sleep in the next eighty percent." After muttering a few words to himself, Barrett covered his forehead with the towel he fished out of the bathtub, "Although Lord Earl doesn't admit it, he actually wants me to recover my combat strength as soon as possible!" ”

Although neither herbal decoction nor so-called healing incense is a particularly expensive luxury, in wartime, such military supplies that can directly affect combat effectiveness cannot be used without restrictions.

Even with Boreham's wealth, it will be used in areas where there is no return, and I am afraid that it will attract gossip from the people below. After all, there are a lot of warriors who fought hard before, and not everyone of them can enjoy this treatment.

If in normal times, Barrett can naturally get more preferential treatment by virtue of his status as a member of the family. But now this situation requires them to work hard, and when collecting blood taxes, they must be given a future, so that the royal majesty can maintain a long and stable rule—so that the high standard of treatment in wartime must be accompanied by difficult tasks.

Feeling the rejuvenated muscles, Barrett, who got up and walked out of the tub, hastily wiped the water droplets on his body with a towel. When he returned to the house, he smelled a fragrance that made people feel empty. Knowing that the vacation would not last, he immediately forced himself to fall asleep.

Early the next morning, Barrett again came to the door of the Earl's office. After submitting his request for a meeting, he walked into the general reception room and waited quietly for an audience. The management of the city is very busy, and the workload can increase exponentially in times of war. So even Barrett, who is close to the other party, is not something that can be seen if he wants to.

And Barrett was not alone in this reception room, the middle-aged man on the left kept rubbing his chin, and his messy hair was greasy and lumpy, as if he hadn't taken care of it for days. On the sofa at the other end of the coffee table in front of him, the man with his hands in his hands was even more red at the moment, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't been able to sleep.

Seeing the state of his roommate, Barrett closed the words that he had prepared to say hello. Because he knows that he probably won't get a good face from any communication he has now. As time passed, the rising morning light had turned into a red sun. Arriving earlier than Barrett had already completed his mission, but there were more to come.

"Mr. Boram, you can come in." Barrett who heard these words was like a believer who had been inspired by an angel—while the wait itself was not difficult, it was undoubtedly torture for Barrett to be under the same roof as those people.

"I knew you were coming." As soon as he entered the door, the Earl of Borem was greeted with a smile. But the sharp Barrett still sensed the hidden exhaustion and fatigue from his smile.

But he still responded as if he hadn't found anything: "Isn't the treatment you arranged last night just telling me not to expect a vacation in a short time?" ”

"It's best that you can understand. At first, I was going to give you a few days off. The Earl of Boreham, who said this, also looked a little embarrassed, "But you have only walked on the front foot, and the situation has changed again." So it can only make you work hard for a while longer. ”

"Emergency?" Barrett's eyebrows furrowed, then naturally twisted.

"Yes, one of our intelligence stations in York was exposed. While most of the personnel managed to escape, someone had to pick them up. "The Earl of Boreham really wandered his gaze this time.

Hearing this, Barrett raised his hand and patted his forehead: "This is the first time." Didn't we just take it a while ago? How to ......"

Before Barrett could finish speaking, Viscount Boreham spoke: "It's not our secret stake that has a problem this time. ”

"Then let them figure it out on their own! Do we need a hand? Barrett was a little puzzled.

"Ahem!" The Earl of Boreham interrupted Barrett again, "This time they have rebelled against a very important member of the Lucian nobility. They are now being shielded from Lucia's official pursuit. ”

"Are you going to pick it up this time?" Barrett touched his chin, "But since it's to help others, then they should have some blood!" ”

"It's like this, and you're still talking about conditions." With these words, a holster gently smashed into Barrett's body. Earl Boreham, who scolded with a smile, shook his head lightly: "Your benefits are indispensable." And you don't have to answer this time, you only need to be responsible for intercepting Lucia's pursuers all the way. ”

"Volleys instead of blocking? Your Earl, are you going to ......," Barrett, who said this, waved his knife out of thin air.

"It would be nice to be able to cut off a little more Lucia's wings. If you really can't do it, don't force it, and limit your safety. As he spoke, the Earl of Boreham handed over a paperwork, "Take this to Stephen, you can draw up to 10 people for this operation." ”

"Soldier or?" The one who took the document asked the question that was most relevant to him.

"Don't worry! I'm not going to give you a bunch of big-headed soldiers. You can also gather your teammates if you want. After the Earl of Boreham gave a smile, "You can call for supplies." I'll give you the highest budget for this operation. However, remember that you must leave within 3 days. ”

"I understand!" Barrett, who was tapping his head with a paperwork, nodded.

The moment he left the office, Barrett's mind was still thinking about what kind of comrades to choose. After all, although Barrett has been working in the system for a while, because the time is too short and the war is too fast, there are not many strong aboriginal professionals he is really familiar with.

Add to that the fact that some of them have posts that they can't leave - like a few knights who don't even think about it, the scope seems even smaller: "Are you really going to find an old fellow?" ”

"But whether they are suitable for this mission needs to be considered." Barrett, who scratched his head, let out a sigh of relief.

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