Chapter Seventy-Nine: Tyron
The exit in the secret castle is located in the castle's wine cellar, Alan and his party climbed out along the wooden ladder, and after a little look, they saw barrels of round wine barrels around, and the smell of wine filled the surroundings, and several guards who were greedy for wine couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"It smells so good!"
Alan glanced at them, ignored them, and walked towards the exit of the cellar, where several guards looked at each other with a slightly embarrassed look, and then hurriedly followed.
Pushing open the door, there was a dark corridor outside, and several servants in gray clothes were squatting on the ground cleaning up something, and they couldn't help but raise their heads when they heard the noise, and thenβ
"I'm not mistaken, is it Young Master Allen?"
One of the servants rubbed his eyes in disbelief, a little incredulous.
The other slightly clever servant was only stunned for a moment, and then immediately ran to Allen's side and greeted him with a happy face: "Young Master Allen, you're back!"
He didn't ask why Eren had returned to the reef from the bay, or why Eren had been here, the underground area of the lord's castle.
Obviously, the servant was already excited by Alan's presence, and spontaneously ignored these things.
"Yes, Ade. β
Facing the inexplicable surprise servant in front of him, Alan responded with a smile.
Ade is his playmate who grew up together, and the relationship between the two is very good.
However, they were not given a chance to catch up, and seeing that it was really Allen, the other servants in the corridor also ran up, their expressions full of surprise.
These servants are all long-term workers of the Chrissy family, and it can even be said that they have served this family all their lives, and they are very familiar with Allen. In the past, Alan lived here a lot of contact with them.
Because there is no shelf, he can play with anyone, so when he left, many servants felt very reluctant.
At this time, seeing him return suddenly, he naturally showed a heartfelt smile, and basically ignored why Alan appeared in front of the door of the cellar located under the castle.
While constantly greeting the servants, he went up the stone ladder to the first floor of the hall, and as Alan walked up from the underground area, the busy servants in the castle found his traces, so the endless greetings continued to sound, and a sincere smile infected Allen, making him feel much more tired and mentally refreshed all the way here.
The guards were led away after they came to the hall on the first floor of the castle, and Alan climbed the stairs, and when he reached the second floor, he saw the figure of the class butler.
The housekeeper was about fifty years old, his gray hair was meticulously groomed, he was well-dressed, and his solemn face showed a smile after seeing Allen.
"Little master. β
Stepping in front of Alan, he bowed slightly. To this, Alan hurriedly responded with a bow.
The class butler said that he was the housekeeper of the Chrissy family, but in fact, he was about the same as his relatives, and belonged to the kind of elders who watched him grow up since childhood, because he was erudite and talented, and was deeply respected by Allen. So for him, Allen's attitude is very respectful.
In this regard, the old housekeeper was quite pleased.
The two sons of Earl Tyron were very special, and their attitude towards servants was completely different from that of other noble children.
Peace, kindness, and tolerance.
Allen's eldest brother, Charles, was a gentle man who was tolerant of anyone and was not surprised by his servants.
Allen, on the other hand, has memories of his past life, and in his memory, it seems that equality of everyone in a certain sense is a normal thing. Therefore, even after more than ten years of aristocratic education in Reef City, he subconsciously did not feel that he was much more noble than his servants, in other words, he was lucky to have a good birth.
Following the old butler's guidance, Alan came to a room on the third floor of the castle, and then saw the old man pat Alan on the arm and whispered: "Don't irritate him too much, your father has been talking about you a lot during this time." β
Alan didn't quite believe the old butler's words, but he smiled and nodded in response.
The old man was obviously relieved and left, leaving Alan here alone.
There are a lot of things in the castle, but now because of the orcs, there are more things to deal with, and it is already very rare for the old man to take time out to accompany Eren for a walk, so naturally he will not stay long.
Moreover, the meeting between the Father and the Son is not very easy for outsiders to mix.
Seeing the butler's figure disappear from sight, Alan then turned his head and faced the closed door, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then.
"Knock knock!"
The knock on the door was not hurried, and the sound of the knock on the oak wooden door was crisp and slightly heavy.
"Enter. β
As soon as the hand was lowered, a flat voice came.
Receiving a response, Alan pushed the door open.
The layout of the master's study here is very regular, neat and square, clean and clean, just like his character, which does not tolerate the slightest dust.
Sitting in the study, the Earl of Tyron had short blond hair on the back, his forehead was shiny, and he even looked a little bald, dressed in a satin black robe, and was writing something with his head down. He didn't look up or speak after Alan came in, and the sound of the quill brushing on the paper was incessant, and he looked busy.
Alan was not surprised by this, he found a chair and moved it to the opposite side of Taryn, and then sat down, and at the same time pulled out a book from the shelf, and read it quietly without hurry.
The sound of carrying the chair was quite loud, and despite the constant movement in his hands, Taryn was still affected a little, so he said without raising his head, "It seems that the country place in the bay is really not suitable for people like you who don't know much about the rules in the first place." β
The voice was slightly hoarse, the tone was flat, and the slightest emotional fluctuation could not be heard from it, like an old machine, cold and implied vicissitudes.
Despite not seeing the expression, Alan could hear Tyron's dissatisfaction, so he pursed his lips and said, "I don't think a man who grew up in a slum could teach his son the so-called rules. β
The hidden meaning of this sentence is actually to satirize Tyron's pretense and the crown of the monkey. Not surprisingly, Taryn heard this.
As soon as the two met, there was a faint smell of gunpowder, which looked extremely discordant.
But maybe he got used to it, but Taryn was not angry, but kept busy writing in his hand, his wrist turning, and the rustling sound continued.
After a while, I finished writing the last paragraph. Taryn put down the quill, glanced at Allen, and said while sealing the letter he had just written in his hand in an envelope: "I originally wanted Elver to go to the bay to call you back, but I didn't expect you to come back one step earlier, is there something that can't be solved?"
Eren opened his mouth and was about to answer, but Tyrann interrupted him with a voice: "This is not important anymore, even if that place in Bay City falls, it will be easy to take it back." You're back just in time, and I need you to do something. β
By the end, he had sealed the letter, smoothed the folds with his hands, and then pushed it in Alan's direction.
Finally, he leaned back in his chair and finally raised his head to look at his youngest son.
Despite his bald forehead, Monsieur Earl's appearance was as neat and clean as his clothes, and there was nothing dirty about it.
The short blonde hair is meticulously combed and well-organized. He was not yet fifty years old, but his years as a lord made him look a little old, and a few wrinkles appeared faintly on his forehead.
The eye sockets are deep-set, the nose is hooked, and there is a short whisker around the mouth, and the beard is dense, neatly combed, and it does not look dirty at all.
Taryn pursed his lips and looked at Allen, like an eagle staring at a rabbit, his face was expressionless, his eyes were sharp, full of scrutiny and oppression, coupled with the momentum of being the Lord of Reef City and the special aura of the Apocalypse Knight, it was estimated that he would be too frightened to move if he was someone else.
However, Alan did not react to this kind of coercion at all, or rather, he was used to it.
So in response, he crossed Erlang's legs.
This couldn't help but make the expressionless Taryn frown slightly. However, just as Alan was accustomed to his coercion, Tylen also knew the habits of the disobedient little son in front of him very well, so he just snorted lightly and said: "Take this letter and go to Samuel City to find that old fellow Gross, just say that Reef City is besieged by orcs, and it won't last long, and it needs to be rescued urgently." β
Although the words in his mouth sounded demanding, his tone did not fluctuate, and he remained in a state of unhurried and unhurried, and he did not look anxious at all.
Despite this, Alan was still stunned for a while.
After seeing the note, Alan felt that there must be a reason for this guy to find himself, and he was thinking about it before, how to respond in order to shirk what Taryn wanted to do with him, but he didn't expect to hear that this was indeed the case?
"Has Reef City really come to this point?"
Thinking of what he had seen from afar before entering the secret passage, Alan couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart.
Although he has now "separated" from the Chrissy family, Alan still has a deep affection for Reef City. If it were something else, Alan might try to shirk it, but this thing...
Having lived here for more than a decade since he was a child, it was impossible for him to watch Reef City die.
But when he thought of this, he suddenly remembered what had happened in the castle before.
If the reef was really in danger and had to seek outside help, why didn't the servants seem to be worried at all?
As soon as the suspicious thought appeared, and then he left it behind, Alan couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.
The servants have lived in the castle for a long time, and basically do not go out, do they probably know what is going on outside?
Alan pondered there, but Taryn didn't pay attention to whether Alan responded or not, and said to himself: "I will let the two brothers Andre and Andrew follow you with a small team of Golden Flame Guards, if there are no accidents, you will arrive at Samuel in about a week, after that, put away all your previous thoughts, can't hesitate, go to see Gross immediately, and then return to the reef with his soldiers!"
Taryn's expression had always been flat, but the meaning of the words revealed something, so Alan also frowned.
"Are you so sure that Duke Gross will lend us troops?"
He didn't mention the resistance he had before, and he didn't intend to turn down what Taryn had asked him to do. Usually for Tyron to mess with and dig holes, Alan is very happy, but if it really comes to a critical juncture, he can still distinguish between priorities and priorities.
Taryn was noncommittal to Allen's question: "If there are no accidents here, Gross will definitely lend us troops." β
It sounds like Taryn is talking about whether Eren can successfully cross the field to Samuel, but just like Taryn heard the meaning of Alan's words before, Alan can also sense the hidden meaning in Taryn's tone, and can't help but be a little dissatisfied: "What do you mean I don't have any accidents here?
"Many times, I think you should remember, I won't go into the details with you. β
"I'm sorry, but I don't remember that. Alan snorted in response.
His posture now looked like he was facing an acquaintance who wasn't very pleasing to the eye, not his father.
In this regard, Taryn just glanced at his youngest son, who did not know the slightest respect and the rules of seniority, and did not intend to take over his stubble. Shaking his head, he picked up a document on his desk, and lowered his head again and got busy.
Alan, who was ignored, couldn't help but roll his eyes, holding the brand new letter in his hand, but he did not leave in a hurry, but sat on the chair and pondered.
It's about a week to get from Reef City to Samuel, and if all goes well, it's going to take another week to get back from there, so the maximum estimate is about two weeks, and if anything else is delayed...
If Reef City is in a dangerous situation, will it be able to hold on for that long? or...
"Have the pirates of Bay City been solved?"
Taryn, who was working with his head down, suddenly asked, interrupting Allen's train of thought, and he replied casually: "It's solved, and now Bay City is basically in my hands." β
Hearing this, Tyron's right hand couldn't help but pause, and then nodded.
"Very well, it was not in vain that I worked so hard. β
"What?" Alan looked at him inexplicably.
"The Black Hand is my man. Earl Taryn continued to write without raising his head, as if to say something insignificant.
It's just that Alan was a little dazed when he heard it.