Regarding Gawain's third request, Viscount Andrew agreed to it equally happily.

Although he didn't know what Gawain wanted so many literate people to do in the territory, he was not interested in it, which was the most trivial part of the three things in his mind: although the literacy people were in the minority, it was not very difficult for the bustling town of Tanzania to find such a group of people who had read books and lived a poor life, and it was easy to pull out a group of such people from the chamber of commerce and the church.

After purchasing a large number of magical materials at a low price for a long time, gathering the population, recruiting middle and low-level intellectuals, and talking about these three most important things, Gawain mentioned the ancient ruins that Viscount Andrew dug up under his territory as if casually.

"I'm afraid I know about the ruins you mentioned," Gawain didn't mention the existence of the same ruins in the Dark Mountains, but directly used his "ancient identity" to open the topic, "You know, I was active seven hundred years ago - it was when the Gondor Empire was still flourishing, and according to the imperial history I have mastered, the ruins that appeared in this area are most likely the 'outpost research stations' left over from the Spark Age of the Gandor Empire, and most of them are from the mid-to-late Spark Age. ”

Viscount Andrew was obviously not an ignorant person (in fact, except for strange people like Rebecca, there are probably few nobles in the kingdom who have a bad history), and he immediately showed a surprised expression: "Isn't that about a thousand years ago?!" Those ancient magic mechanisms are still working! ”

"That's right, the ancient ruins from a thousand years ago, the magic devices in them can still be used, which is not unimaginable for the Gondor Empire back then. Compared to those magic mechanisms, the fragments of the eternal stone tablets sealed in the ruins are more concerning," Gawain shook his head, "Even the Gondor Empire back then cared a lot about the eternal stone tablets, and they wouldn't just throw such an important "holy relic" in the abandoned research institute for no reason. ”

Viscount Andrew's brows gradually tightened, he had already heard the deep meaning of Gawain's words, and it took a long time before he spoke: "I thought I had found a treasure, but now I realize that the Leslie family has been sitting on a volcano for generations......"

Then he looked up at Gawain with an unusually serious expression, "I know what you mean, and I know that you are the one who knows the Gondor Empire best—there is probably no scholar in this era who can surpass yours in this regard." So I'd like to get your guidance on that underground ruin. ”

Gawain smiled slightly: it was a wise decision, the viscount was clearly not carried away by the possible "treasure" - or he had been carried away before, but he had completely calmed down after this upheaval and the truth about the ruins.

An Eternal Slate has already made this place restless, and it is likely that there are more dangerous and terrifying things sealed in the ruins than the Eternal Slate, which no one can say, and anyone standing here at this moment can probably imagine it.

Oh, Amber standing next to her may not have imagined that she was looking at the ceiling at this time, and she didn't know what to think about, most of it had something to do with dinner.

"I suggest you explore those dungeons and corridors more carefully, but if you find anything you don't know, it's best to come and talk to me," Gawain said, nodding, "Of course, you can also stop exploring this area for a while, it's safer." All in all, those things are in your territory, and you can do whatever you want. ”

It was getting late, so the group simply stayed in the castle, which was gradually getting rid of evil magic, and waited until the next morning, Gawain said goodbye to Viscount Andrew, and left the place with the people.

Looking at the heralds who were running through the streets of the town, loudly announcing new orders from the lord's castle, Gawain breathed a sigh of relief.

For the foreseeable next few days, Viscount Andrew will probably be extremely busy. Under the influence of the cultists, just a few days can accumulate unimaginable chaos, and this chaos will not be easy to deal with, as martial law will be lifted, big businessmen and mine owners will need to be appeased, and those who have died in this crisis will need to be buried...... But then you don't have to worry about it.

The group left Tanzania Town, looking back at the gate of the town that had been reopened, Amber couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Gawain curiously: "Anyway, you are really decent enough, that Viscount Andrew is at his weakest, and you were still pinching his life just now, to be honest, if the most insidious nobleman takes the opportunity to swallow the Leslie family's property at this time, it is possible, but you didn't take advantage of the fire to rob?" ”

Gawain glanced at Amber and smiled meaningfully: "No, you don't understand, I've already robbed." ”

Amber frowned and looked Gawain up and down for a long time: "You didn't sleep last night, right?" What nonsense is this? ”

Gawain just smiled and didn't explain in detail.

"Let's go back to Goering's mill," he said, pointing to the southeast, "and take that little mute, the man who saved the life of the Byron knight." ”

The Byron knight looked at Gawain with a little emotion: "Thank you for your kindness. But that kid is probably the 'property' of a wealthy businessman in Tanzania, so we'll take ...... directly."

Gawain waved his hand: "I have already mentioned this matter to Viscount Andrew, he will go to find the owner of the child and help us redeem the child's free body, this is a trivial matter, there is no need to care." ”

In the dilapidated and abandoned Goering Mill, they meet the mute boy again.

The mute boy remembered exactly what Gawain had told him before leaving, and had stayed in the mill all night and night waiting for them to return, and when Byron and Gawain, the tall figures, had first emerged from the woods, the boy was raising a small bonfire in the clearing in front of the mill, and was seriously roasting a handful of unknown dried fruit that had been picked from the woods.

Seeing Gawain and his party returning safe and sound, the mute boy suddenly let out a cheer, and then ran up happily, and he stretched out his hand in front of the Byron knight, clutching a handful of freshly roasted dried fruit in his hand.

"Looks like he likes you very much," Amber said with a grin, glancing at the middle-aged knight, "and even left you something to eat." ”

"I've never been a child pleaser," Byron took the dried fruit and scratched his hair with his other hand, a little awkwardly, "I don't know how." ”

Philip Knight thought for a moment and asked Byron very seriously: "I remember that you should not have a family, right?" ”

"What's wrong with not having a family?" Byron glanced at Philip, "I'm not like you who have a bunch of girls everywhere you go......

"It's not a sin to be ugly, don't care," Philip comforted Byron straight and earnestly, and said before the other jumped up, "Why don't you adopt this child and make him your heir?" ”

Byron was stunned on the spot: "Huh? ”

"This is quite reasonable," said Philip with a serious face, "first of all, he saved your life, and as a knight, you can't live up to this kindness, and secondly, this boy has many good qualities - he is brave, kind, upright, and has a certain amount of wisdom, although he is very thin now, his physical strength can be completely compensated for by nurture." Of course, his disability is a problem, and now that the regeneration magic is no longer effective for him, it is probably ...... for him to enter the aristocratic circle in the future."

"Okay, don't say it, don't say it," Byron interrupted him in the middle of Philip's tirade, "and I didn't say no. And when you didn't come before...... Actually, that's what I've thought about. ”

As he spoke, he smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "At that time, I thought that if I could survive this time, I would bring this child back to the territory - but at that time, I really didn't expect that I would really survive." ”

After speaking, he turned to Gawain, his expression became serious, and he was about to apply to his lord and take the oath again according to the process of ordinary knights adopting a righteous son, but before he could speak, Gawain had already smiled and nodded: "I have already allowed it." You might as well ask the boy what he thinks. ”

"Did you hear us just now?" Byron lowered his head, tried to adjust his expression to an approachable state with a little awkwardness, and squeezed out a smile and said to the mute child, "I am willing to adopt you, are you willing?" ”

The mute boy raised his head, looked at the adults a little stunned, then lowered his head and nodded slowly.

……

Riding on a few fast horses that had been tied to the mill, Gawain and his party returned to New Cecil in the lower reaches of the Whitewater River in a day's time.

Hetty and Rebecca's hanging hearts finally let go.

Rebecca was extremely thorough - in fact, Gawain even suspected that the stupid girl hadn't worried about herself at all. After hearing the news of the return of the old ancestor, the first thing the girl rushed over was to pull herself to tell her the story of the adventure of the castle to fight the cultists, and at that time Hetty was standing next to her, and her aunt's eyes were almost spasmed, and she didn't feel it—it can only be said that the stupid roe deer had a strong brain, and he would never be aware of the atmosphere before he was beaten.

However, Gawain only smiled at Rebecca's escape: probably in this girl's heart, her legendary ancestor who was resurrected from seven hundred years ago is really omnipotent, a mere cultist, and there is no need to worry about it at all.

What's more, her super powerful ancestor still went out with the crystal grenade she was proud of.

Speaking of crystallized grenades, Gawain felt that he still had to praise the stupid roe deer, so after returning to his camp, the first thing he did was to pat Rebecca on the head with a smile: "Your crystallized grenade has indeed played a big role." ”

"Really?!" Rebecca's eyes lit up, "You guys used that?!" ”

Gawain smiled: "Only one was used—but that one directly blew off one of the cultists' arms." It was a level 5 fallen druid. ”

Of course, there were a lot of specific factors in this, such as the fact that the cultist was already injured at the time, such as the fact that he didn't have time to cast a more powerful talisman spell, such as the fact that he was holding the explosives himself...... But in any case, there is one fact that will not change:

Even a small child can learn to detonate a crystalline grenade, which can injure the body of a fifth-level superlative.

This caused Rebecca to cheer loudly, even far away outside the cheering tent.

Byron and Knight Philip, who were already walking outside the tent, couldn't help but glance at each other when they heard the cheers of Miss Viscount.

"Looks like our eldest lady has been complimented," Byron smiled, "and she's been smiling every day lately." ”

"She used to smile every day," Philip didn't have any expression, just looked down at the little mute who was following Byron, "Compared with anything else, you should take your 'adopted son' to wash and change his clothes, from today onwards, he is a member of Cecil's collar, and he is also the child of a knight, you have to pay attention to your image." ”

Byron showed a sad expression: "Alas...... Who would have thought that I was so old, and my wife didn't, but I had to learn how to take care of the children first......"

On Gawain's side, after Rebecca and Hetty had finished reporting on the situation in the territory for the past two days and left, he lowered his head and looked at the two things he had just placed on the table.

One is a fragment of the Eternal Slab, the other ...... is the Ring of Mithril obtained from the Cultist.

Is a cultist of the Society of the End of All Things a big customer of the Mithril Vault...... Maybe it's time to reach out to that Miss My Little Pony.