Those who escaped from that nightmare in Cecil were lucky, but unlucky.

The burning houses, the earth corrupted by the elementals, the terrifying giants striding out of the mists of chaos, and the friends and relatives who died in the midst of it all—all of them haunted everyone who escaped like a nightmare, even if they had fled to the safety of Tanzanian Town, even with the protection of knights and soldiers, and the fear never subsided from the hearts of the survivors for even a moment.

Because even those soldiers in armor are actually not able to sleep peacefully in these days.

Many people had to numb themselves with alcohol, and the poor who could not even get drunk were tortured, and the situation was exacerbated by the fact that it was inevitable that there would be no good living conditions in the territory of other lords as refugees in this era.

Not to mention maintaining order among the refugees, Knight Philip now feels a little powerless to even maintain those soldiers and make them report regularly every day.

But thankfully, the lord returned safely, and he brought an unexpectedly powerful pillar with him.

Outside the town of Tanzania, Rebecca looked at the people gathered in front of her, these people were ragged and haggard—although Viscount Andrew did achieve basic resettlement and food distribution, the nobles of this era were extremely limited in their charity to the commoners, and it was already a manifestation of the Viscount's extraordinary kindness and far superior to his colleagues to keep these people from dying of starvation, and Rebecca could not ask too much for this.

And for those who escaped from Cecil's Lordship, the presence of the lord was a strong enough booster.

The commoners of this era did not have too high consciousness and psychological quality, and they were not very loyal to the lord, although Rebecca was a benevolent and friendly lord (the main reason was that the little girl had a bad brain, and she could not learn the cunning and greed of her noble colleagues), but after all, she had only been in office for less than a year, and in view of the poor transmission of information, in fact, many lords did not even know what their lord looked like.

But the presence of the lord was still an encouragement, and it was enough for these poor people, who had been terrified for many days, that it was enough for someone to stand up and declare that they would continue to protect them. They don't care who their master is or what she looks like, and the centuries-old feudal system has deprived the commoners of much of their ability to think, but it has also made them very easy to satisfy, which in Gawain's view is a cohesion based on ignorance and ignorance – but it works.

Only a small number of people came to see them off, and many more stayed in Tanzanian Town, taking care of their belongings or working in exchange for everyone's food, Rebecca looked at these people, and wanted to say a few words, but she really didn't know what to say, so she looked at Knight Philip: "These people still depend on you to take care of them, knight, and try to make sure that none of them are left behind until we come back." ”

"I promise you by my oath!" Philip straightened his chest, "I will protect every child and every property of the Cecil family for you!" ”

"And don't forget to tell you what you have to do," said Gawain, "and Viscount Andrew will provide the necessary help, and you will only need to send out those who are good at their feet and feet—do not spare money, they will do much more than money." ”

"Yes!" The young knight replied loudly, but he still couldn't hide his confusion, as a person who lived in the era of isolation and specialized in martial arts, it was difficult for him to keep up with Gawain's thoughts, "But those things are really that important, right?" ”

"Of course it's important," Gawain laughed, "at least it's gossip, at worst it's public opinion, but don't underestimate these invisible forces, once everyone starts talking about the same thing, even the king will be restless." ”

After some arrangement, Gawain and Rebecca got into the carriage provided by Viscount Andrew, and they were accompanied by Betty as a maid, the loyal Byron Knight, the super thief Amber, and twelve family soldiers - these soldiers were not carefully selected, because the total number of warriors who broke through with Philip's knight was only a dozen, plus the two who ran out with Gawain, there were less than twenty people in the full fight, In this case, the twelve fully equipped soldiers were arguably the only remaining face of the Cecil family.

The mature and steady Hetty was left behind to maintain the situation, but the "Aunt Hetty" was obviously quite worried about her niece's imminent trip to the royal capital, she stood under the carriage, grabbed Rebecca's hand, and told him: "You must remember your identity, don't disgrace the Cecil family, but don't conflict with the nobles of the royal capital; Be respectful when you see the king, and you can't break the rules; Don't hit people with big fireballs, the king is no better than us in the country; Don't rush to answer what you don't understand, but consult with the ancestors or the Byron's knights, for every word you say will be speculated many times; The most important thing is to listen to the ancestors, especially when dealing with nobles, you are not good at this, but the ancestors are the grand dukes, he understands ......"

Gawain listened to Hetty's explanations, and his heart became heavy, because he really didn't understand......

Not only did he not understand, but the genuine Gawain Cecil actually didn't understand, when the founding hero died, Ansu was still in power with a bunch of mud legs, and the court rules of the year basically revolved around fighting wine and scolding the king in the court, thinking that today, seven hundred years later, should be different from back then......

But in order not to make the N-layer great-granddaughter, who was already nervous, completely crazy, he still pressed Hetty's shoulder and handed the other party a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I understand." ”

So in Hetty's reassuring smile, the carriage carried Rebecca, who didn't understand anything, and Gao Wen, who seemed to understand everything, and drove onto the road to the royal capital.

At the same time, Knight Philip also sent men according to Gawain's arrangement before leaving.

The shrewd men found among the lords, and the quick-tongued men hired locally in Tanzania, including even a few copper-plated gangsters and scoundrels, made the young knights awkward to deal with, and the only thing they had to do was to set out in all directions, to every place where people gathered, to get into the bars, into the black market, into the stinking shacks of the slums, and brag about the locals.

It's also best to find passing bards bragging.

So for some time to come, such a scene appeared frequently in the south: dusty strangers haunted all kinds of crowded places with strange accents, and said almost the same thing with mysterious but sworn expressions:

"Hey, have you heard? Something has happened to the Cecil family to the south! The territory has been destroyed by monsters and dragons! It is said that it also alarmed the souls of the dead underground, and the legendary ancestor of Cecil's family rose up from the coffin...... You heard it right! It was the legendary Gawain Cecil who had awakened from his long sleep! He must have done it to destroy those monsters......

"Hey! What am I lying to you for! This matter is spread by people in the south, and you can go to Tanzan Town or Linmu Town to inquire about it. And do you see my clothes? I escaped from the southernmost one, and I tell you that I saw it with my own eyes when the ancestors of Cecil were resurrected! ”

Almost everyone said the same thing, and they all swore that they had seen the bizarre things with their own eyes - even if it wasn't for the people Philip Knight had sent out in the first place, there was a good chance that the people who spread the rumors would have said the same thing.

If there was one man who could gather all the rumors in one place, he would be surprised to find that at least a thousand people were standing in the tomb at the time of the resurrection of the ancestors of the Cecils—and that there must be 10,000 onlookers on the grave outside......

However, in this day and age, those who can afford to do it do not pay attention to these rumors in the streets and alleys, but listen to and spread them...... They don't think too much about it at all.

In the carriage heading to the city of St. Sunil, Gawain was bored looking at the scenery outside the car, while thinking about how to face His Majesty the King who was sitting in the silver castle of St. Sunil City.

He didn't know how much of an effect he had asked Philip Knight to do - in fact, he didn't even have thirty percent confidence in it. It's a world of contradictions and obscurantism, where magic makes many things seem extraordinarily convenient, even beyond their time, but supernatural forces such as magic are only in the hands of a few, and the people of this world have not—or they don't think it's necessary—to translate magic into a wider productive force, so everything is incredibly backward in that powerless underclass.

Communication depends on roaring, transportation depends on walking, gossip can spread quickly in a town, because tavern gossip can be said to be the only entertainment for commoners after work, but it is ten times more difficult to spread news from one city to another, because the barren wilderness hinders most of the circulation, plus there are local nobles who control the circulation of people in their own territory - without the permission of the lord, commoners have to go from their village to the next lord's village to buy a chicken and even risk being hanged!

The pass signed by the Cecil family and the Leslie family (Viscount Andrew's family) could solve the problem of controlling the movement of people, but it could not solve other difficulties.

But it's better to make some effort than to do nothing.

Gawain's aim was simple, that is, to spread the "resurrection of Cecil's ancestors" as widely as possible, not just a secret known in aristocratic circles, but a hot rumor among the common people and even the poor, and if it could, even to the extent of a strange story, a horror story - in fact, those rumors were indeed developing in this direction.

The news would be processed again and again in the process of transmission, and the superstitious and ignorant medieval people would add a lot of details to it according to their own understanding, and Gawain didn't care about the specifics of these details - he just kept fermenting.

Then everyone will know that the ancestors of House Cecil have been resurrected, and that the legendary Founding Grand Duke was awakened when monsters attacked the kingdom......