Krus didn't return to the camp of the molten iron, he knew what the kid on his shoulder had made, and now, it was time for him to make good on his promise. The two old horses stood restlessly on the hillside, one of the few means of transportation that can be found in the molten iron today. Peg struggled to hold on to the reins to keep the two horses from escaping.

"What's wrong with him?" the witch asked, struggling with the animals behind her, as she approached the Demon.

Krus turned his head to look at the quiet child on his shoulder, "It's just that I'm tired of crying." With that, he went over to the horse, tore off the lining under the saddle, and carefully wrapped it around the boy.

"Someone is coming. Peg reminded aloud, but even if she hadn't said it, the killer would have already noticed the identity of the comer.

The Hammer Grand Duke still had the same tattered armor on his body, and his bare limbs were covered with bandages, and it was obvious that the injuries were not light. "That's leaving?"

The Demon Spawn placed the apprentice on horseback and walked towards his old friend, the difference in height forcing him to keep his head down to see Andre's face. Despite the long life span of a dwarf, decades have not left a mark on him. Compared with the appearance in his memory, the current Hammer Duke is a little fatter, but his eyes are the same spirit.

"The wizard has already set off first, so yes, it's time to go. I've been delaying for this kid for too long. ”

"It's not your war, man. You don't belong to this country, and you're not obligated to put your life on it. If you're leaving... I might as well ask you to leave, what happened here has exceeded my expectations, and perhaps calling you over was a bad decision in itself. André looked up, a gesture rarely seen in haughty sons of the mountains, and most of the dwarves refused to look up at people because it made them feel inferior.

Knowing the temper of his old friend, Krus smiled and put his hand on Andrei's shoulder. "You and I both know it's impossible. This is no other place, this is his home. You've been here for so many years, and now I've got to do something. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed to swallow my mouth the next time I drink. ”

The dwarf couldn't convince the killer and laughed, and he slapped the hand off his shoulder and struck Clarus hard in the chest with his fist. "Hmph, whatever you want. But you have to remember that your life was saved by us, don't let him waste it in a boring place. With that, he turned his head in the direction he had come, but stopped after a few steps, "The boy, I mean the one on horseback." I checked his life history, and his family all died in the collapse, and the carpenter family who had just moved from the mainland had settled in less than half a year. No one knew his name. Don't bring him back, the people of this country will not accept to live with monsters who killed their loved ones. ”

"Monsters?" the Demonborn muttered on the word in a low voice, then raised his voice, "It's okay if you don't have a name. I'm going to get him a new one anyway. But you, be careful not to get into a fight with those long ears. You're no match for them without a hammer!"

"Fart, Lao Tzu's arm alone is worth ten elves!" Andre waved his thick arms, the years of training and the nature of his profession as a blacksmith made them look powerful.

Shrugging his shoulders, Krus walked back to the horse and turned on. He checked the nezumi and nodded lightly after confirming that the latter had fallen asleep from exhaustion. "Do you need my help?" he said to Peg, who was trying to climb onto his horse. Of course, the long-haired green witch didn't answer him, but tried to get on the horse on her own, but even though it was an old horse, it was still a little taller for Peg. Losing interest in watching, the Demon Spawn urged the horse closer, grabbing the collar and lifting Peg up and throwing him on the horse's back. This action made the latter unconsciously exclaim, but how could Clarus care about this?

"Hey!" With a flick of the reins, the horse under the killer's crotch stepped forward and slowly walked north.

The morning light illuminates more than one place, and many things are happening at the same time under the common sun......

"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Cheese, looking at the man in the room tied to a chair, turning to Marcus.

This is Qingshan Fort, located on the border of Montenegro, south of Turbid Stream Town, about two or three days away. As for the man in the chair, he was the owner of Castle Hills, Baron Houghton. His title is hereditary, originating from the fact that his ancestors fought under the banner of the Montenegrin family and obtained this small fief for his descendants. It's just that by the time Horton's generation came, the family no longer relied on fighting to survive, and Castle Peak produced the best arrows in the entire kingdom, and the war equipment made by their craftsmen was also directly supplied to the army of the Grey Lion.

This may also be the reason why Siggert arranged this place as Marcus's first stop, and there are still many soldiers who can fight in the territory of the Grey Lion, but the production on the human side has almost completely stopped. It is very necessary for a city like Fort Aoyama with the ability to manufacture ordnance to return to the king's banner.

But things didn't go well, not because Baron Horton was intent on taking advantage of the chaos, but because he was too bold. This creature who was terribly afraid of the nezumi locked himself in a stone tower with plenty of food and water, and it felt like he wanted to make it out until the plague was over. It is worth mentioning that there are no sanitary facilities in the tower, and the baron will vent directly out the window when solving the problem of excretion. This also gave the tower a new name, "The Stink Tower".

According to Cheese's meaning, this kind of aristocracy doesn't matter, anyway, Castle Peak is still operating as usual after losing this baron, and there will be no problem in leaving this guy to fend for himself. But Marcus could not agree with this view, and as the Hand of the King, he was well aware of his responsibilities. Restoring allegiance to Castle Aoyama is only the first step, and the tide of nezumi will eventually recede, and everyone will be judged by the sun for their performance in this scourge. Today, he could have left Baron Houghton to fend for himself and take over Castle Peak, but this would be tantamount to depriving a nobleman of his territory, and once the other noble lords found out, no one knew how they would react.

Loyalty is hard to maintain, even if it's only superficial. In any country where there was an aristocracy, there were always far more laws for this class than for the others, and those privileges that were open only to the nobility were the envy of even the royal family. All this is to keep these guys who hold land and a lot of wealth in their hands firmly and firmly tied to the whole country with heavy chains, so that they will not have a chance to secede.

"I'm pretty sure I'm going to do it. Please don't confirm with me anymore, every extra breath here makes me want to vomit more. Marcus said in a muffled voice as he covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief.

"Just this time, I agree with him, really. Lothar, who stood behind the baron, also looked at Cheese with a pained expression.

"Okay. "The mage has had enough of the stench in his room, and the bastard is so mad that he is pooping in his living room!Cheese's eyes flashed with a glimmer of magic, and the wooden windows of the tower were opened by an invisible force. Seeing the opportunity, Lothar flew up and kicked the baron along the window with his chair. An arm-thick hemp rope tied to the beams of the tower's roof was attached to the baron's chair to ensure that the man in the chair would not fall to the ground and become a puddle of mud with his dung.

The wizard pulled a piece of chalk out of his cuff and drew a few strokes on the hemp rope, "Alright, this rope won't break until you pull him up." With that, he ran away and rushed to the exit of the tower. It stinks so much here.