After receiving a banquet from Viscount Andrew, Gawain and his party were temporarily housed in the castle's guest rooms, which were all clean and tidy at Gawain's request, including the two soldiers, the maid Betty and Amber.

Anyway, Viscount Andrew's castle is very big.

After retiring the waiter, Hetty couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, do you think Viscount Andrew can be trusted?" ”

Although they were "neighbors" with adjacent territories, Hetty understood the aristocratic ethos, which was neither honest nor honorable—and although they usually emphasized these two points most, it was precisely these things that they lacked, especially in the barren and barbaric southern region far from the political center, where the aristocracy survived in a way that was even more unbearable. Now that the Cecil family has completely fallen to the bottom, except for the sudden emergence of an old ancestor, Heti really has no confidence to take advantage of other nobles.

"Reliable? I hadn't thought about it at all," Gawain's reply surprised Herty, "I didn't know what Viscount Andrew was like a few hours ago. ”

Rebecca next to her was shocked: "Huh? Then you talked to him so much......"

"Because it's necessary," Gawain looked at Rebecca, "and it's not an exaggeration to say we're at the end of our rope now—not to mention that the fallen people still have to feed, and you can see for yourself your own pockets, and the money for the next meal?" So we have to ask for help, and that Viscount Andrew is just a choice - can you find anyone else in the South besides him? And when it comes to how reliable he is...... I don't know him, I don't know his family, and I even heard from you two days ago about the extent of his territory, so how do I know if he is reliable? ”

Rebecca felt her head turn a little bit: "Then why do you think he will definitely help?" ”

It wasn't Gawain who answered, but Amber, who had been lying on the table and stuffing grapes into his mouth, and the half-elf rubbed his mouth and rolled his eyes at Rebecca: "Stupid, because he doesn't want to lose money." ”

"Don't want to lose money?"

"When the Philip knight came to Tanzania with the refugees, the Viscount Andrew had already made a decision," said Amber unhurriedly, "and he could have closed the gates and waited for the refugees to retreat on their own or starve to death outside—don't talk about the law of mutual aid, the laws of the kingdom are not as effective as the merchant's gold coins in such remote areas." Then since the viscount had taken in the refugees, it meant that he was going to receive compensation from the Cecil, and he had both the idea and the belief that the Cecil family was capable of paying the debt, you see, the deal had been made at that time, and it is ...... today It's just a matter of expanding the scope of the transaction and clarifying it. ”

Rebecca was dumbfounded at Amber: "You...... How can you still understand these things? Is the threshold for thieves so high these days? ”

Amber gritted her teeth, "Is this very deep?" I don't understand the logic of your nobles and a lot of rules, but I at least understand the truth that thieves don't go empty - when it comes to interests, is there a difference between you nobles and the thief who doesn't want to go empty? ”

Rebecca was furious, and drew her staff to summon a fireball with a big head: "You have to leave your mouth alone, believe it or not, I really hit you in the face with a fireball!" ”

Amber seemed to be sure that this immature lord lady wouldn't play really, and provoked with a hippie smile: "If you have the ability, you can rub a cold arrow out~~"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a chill in her ears, and an ice arrow flew almost close to the tip of her ear, and a piece of ice froze on the wall behind her, and Hetty, who was not far away, maintained a posture of raising a finger, and her face was indifferent: "The ice arrow you want." ”

A drop of cold sweat slid down Amber's face, and the horror of the ice arrow's proximity to her skin even exceeded that of the ice arrow itself—she couldn't help but wonder how high her magic control skills needed to be so accurate.

Rebecca twitched the corners of her mouth slightly: Aunt Hetty's offensive magic was really as bad as ever, and the strokes were out of position......

Gao Wen clapped his hands and ended this short farce: "Okay, let's all be regarded as my own people, and we should all be more restrained." ”

The ancestor's words still worked, whether they wanted to or not, Hetty and Rebecca both put away their staffs to show their obedience, and Amber, although she escaped the beating, also knew the truth of taking it when she saw it (mainly because the deterrent power of a cold ice arrow is really great), and the flat mouth was no longer silent.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door outside, and with Gawain's permission, Betty, the little maid, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Sir, Lady Herty, Miss Rebecca," Betty called one by one, and jumped straight over Amber, "Philip Knight is here. ”

"Oh, just waiting for him," Gawain nodded, then noticing the pan in Betty's hand, "Wait...... Why are you still holding it? ”

Betty blinked, thought for a moment and said, "Because...... I haven't arrived home yet, so I put it casually for fear of losing it. ”

Gawain covered his head: "You...... Well, you feel free. ”

Moments later, the Philip Knight, who had led Cecil's refugees through the siege, entered the room.

To Gawain's surprise, this is a rather young warrior: he looks only in his early twenties, with short pale blonde hair, deep eye sockets, and a high nose. Because it was a regular time, the other party was not wearing armor, but wearing a regular uniform, with a long sword at his waist, and there were unopened bandages on his exposed arms and neck.

He did break through with an injury.

"My lord, ma'am," said Knight Philip, who saluted Rebecca and Hetty as soon as he entered the house, "I'm glad to see you safe and sound. ”

"Knight Philip, get up," Rebecca quickly helped the other man up, "thanks to you, I was able to save those soldiers and civilians." ”

She noticed the bandages on the other party's body: "These wounds ......"

"I suffered when I broke out, but I am much better," said Philip hurriedly, "Viscount Andrew has arranged for me a priest and a pharmacist. But ......"

The young knight looked embarrassed, and there was shame and chagrin on his face.

"You mean the gold and silver that you took out of the castle," Hetty offered to say, "don't take it personally—those things are meant to be used for emergencies, and we said when we let you take them away, and it's all at your disposal." ”

"Don't worry, in fact, the gold and silver that Viscount Andrew took away are only a part," Philip's face looked a little better, and then said in a low voice, "Before entering the city, I divided some of my belongings and handed them over to a few cronies and soldiers for safekeeping, and buried some outside the city. I was worried that if Viscount Andrew was too greedy, he would at least leave some of the money behind to feed everyone, or to allow the soldiers to fend for themselves......"

Gawain nodded slightly, this is a young man with both courage and brains, he can lead a dozen soldiers to escort a large group of civilians without combat effectiveness to break through, which shows his bravery, and before entering the territory of other nobles, knowing that he can't compete with the nobles, he can think of how to keep the property handed over to him by the master as much as possible, and even think of arranging for the soldiers to fend for themselves, which is even more difficult.

So he showed an approving look: "Good job." How many people survived? ”

Philip had actually seen Gawain in the room from the very beginning - after all, the latter was also really eye-catching. At this moment, when he heard the other party's question, he finally had the opportunity to ask: "Are you ......?"

"It seems that Viscount Andrew has already told you," Hetty nodded, "This is the ancestor of the Cecil family, the founding duke of Ansu, Li ......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Gao Wen hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, okay, there is no need to say the name of the old middle school, it sounds goosebumps......"

Before he finished speaking, Philip had already knelt down on one knee in front of Gawain: "Duke Gawain!" I...... I heard the news, but I really didn't expect it to be true! You are a role model for all knights, I have been ...... since I was a child"

"Okay, okay, why isn't it over yet!" Gawain hurriedly dragged Philip up again, as an outsider who occupied someone else's body, he was really embarrassed like never before at the moment, "You tell me how many people survived first?" ”

Philip finally managed to control his excitement, and his face sank with this topic: "There were only more than 1,000 people who broke out that day, and later minus the people who were attacked by monsters, seriously injured, and died of disease, and finally arrived in Tanzania Town alive ...... less than 900."

"How much?"

"Eight hundred and seventy-three—of these, apart from me, sixteen are regular soldiers, thirty are militiamen, and the rest are civilians."

Rebecca's body shook a little.

"Is this the last survivor of Cecil's collar......" Hetty muttered to herself, "I didn't expect ......"

Gawain patted Hetty on the shoulder, "Do you know how many of us were when we first came out of the hinterland of Gondor more than seven hundred years ago? ”

Hetty looked at Gawain: "...... then"

"Tens of thousands," Gawain sighed, "so the situation today is really quite a headache. ”

Hetty: "......"

At the same time, in Viscount Andrew's office, the Viscount was writing a confidential letter.

The secret letter was addressed directly to the king.

Due to the existence of the Gondor wasteland, Ansu regarded the southern border as the most important barrier area of the kingdom at the beginning of the country, and even now that the southern part has been peaceful for a long time, some regulations that have lasted for hundreds of years still continue in this area, such as - every noble, large and small, in the southern border, is a direct vassal of the Ansu royal family, and they all have the right to speak directly to the king, and they also have the obligation to report directly to the king.

"Greetings to His Majesty, your immediate vassals.

"You should have been informed of the catastrophe that befell Cecil Territory in the South in your last letter, and now there is something new happening here. The bizarre nature of this was unprecedented, but the minister had personally confirmed that it was true.

"The ancestor of the Cecil family, the founding duke of Ansu, the head of the Seven Generals, Gawain Cecil, has recently returned to the world.

"The minister saw a light descending on the wasteland of Cecil's territory, and those invading monsters were destroyed by the light, and then there was a dragon haunt (about the dragon, the minister will have a separate statement), and the minister went to investigate, and together with Viscount Cecil, he saw the scene of the resurrection of the heroic spirit......"