"Drink some rum to get rid of the cold. ”

Farhan sipped his rum and had mixed feelings as Victor Corleone himself bandaged his wounds.

"Your Excellency's body is really strong. ”

"It's just the result of hard work. ”

Just now, the momentum was like fire and water, why did the two people who were fighting each other sit together and shook hands and made peace?

"I am at the service of Lord Julian McCarvey, Earl of Karazhan. ”

This sentence was enough to make Fa Han temporarily put down the sword in his hand.

"You killed them. ”

"It was just an accident, and I should have erased it with you, you almost broke the big thing. ”

The wine glass froze on his lips, "Then why did you let me go?"

"Maybe it's just a pity. ”

"Sorry?"

"Yes, I admire you, Fahan. You have the blood and fortitude that this era lacks, and this era has decayed! The empire has been prosperous for more than 300 years, and no young man dares to peep at it, 300 years of peace and prosperity, 300 years of comfort, 300 years of unenterprising, 300 years of stagnation, 300 years of confusion and confusion, mediocre and incompetent people are in high positions, and excellent young people have no future, and the empire is like a pool of stagnant water. ”

Fahan stared at the flickering candlelight, lost in thought.

According to the genealogical records, Fahan's ancestor was a territorial nobleman ---- an earl in the north, and the noble blood did not bring him anything, because there were too many noble heirs in the same situation as him.

"For more than 300 years, the empire has been leveling down, the nobles have been immersed in the erosive life of dogs and horses, the knights of 300 years ago will put on armor to kill the enemy, and the knights of 300 years later only know how to chase behind the plump ass of the noble lady and flatter, thinking of being the guest of the scene. ”

Currie scoffed.

The aristocracy indulged in wine, and the misfortune was that a large number of offspring were born. The father had a son, but only one territory, and the unfavored heirs were dismissed, wandering the land of the empire, looking for opportunities, and there were too many hyenas and too few prey. Even a lion like Fahan could hardly eat a leftover.

These noble sons were almost pariahs, polishing their swords and riding horses, but they could only serve as guards for the caravans that roamed the wilderness, and were often reviled by the merchants because of quarrels over mercenary money.

What an unfortunate time!

Fahan lowered his eyelids gloomily, he was one of the children who had been expelled. He wandered and wandered in the wilderness for an unknown amount of time, living a life of wind and food, sleeping in the open, hungry and cold.

"So, can you tell me why you're building a fleet here?"

Corleone smiled.

"These ships are about to set sail, bringing with them a storm and a new hope. ”

"Follow me. ”

Fahan put down his glass and followed Corleone out the door.

The craftsmen worked day and night to build the ships, and even the clashes that had just fallen to nearly a hundred people did not disturb them in the slightest, and their clenched hammers struck without hesitation.

Sonorous! sonorous! sonorous!

A huge ship stood in front of Fa Han, Fa Han couldn't help but look up, this fleet is not afraid of any storm, Fa Han believed.

"So why did you build this fleet?"

"It's not me who wants to build, it's Lord McCarvey's orders. ”

"Lord Earl?!" Fahan exclaimed in surprise.

"Shhhh

Corleone looked around and saw that everyone was concentrating on their work, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

"You know, I know, you know. ”

"Why, if you work for the Earl, why do you have to be so secretive? ”

Fahan couldn't help but be surprised, this is the county of Karazan, why did Julian McCave, the son of Duke of Fury Tide and the future first heir to the South, secretly build his fleet in a dark cave?

"Because ......"

Corleone knew that if he couldn't convince Fahan next, he would have to kill him.

Not far away, an archer was secretly on standby. That archer was extremely accomplished in archery, and he could be described as a hundred paces.

"The fleet is about to go to a desolate land of ignorance and barbarism. ”

Fahan looked up at the sea in the distance, and flocks of white gulls spread their wings on the sea, "------ the western wilderness?"

Corleone bowed slightly, acquiescing to Fahan's words.

"This is an extremely serious crime of treason, and if discovered, even the first in line to the throne of the McCarvey family will not be able to escape the blame. ”

Fahan said in disbelief.

"That's right, Fahan, you're right. But the lord we serve is not the mediocre and narrow man, and the Lord sees a glimmer of hope in the desolate lands of the western wilderness. ”

"What do you mean?"

Seeing that Fahan was still calm, Corleone calmed down a little. If Fa Han was that kind of pedantic, I'm afraid it would have already exploded.

"Just like more than 300 years ago, when heroes were born, rotten things have been thrown into the flames and burned, and should not continue to defile the world. ”

More than 300 years ago, the invasion of the beasts destroyed the invincible Fadil Dynasty.

Today's empire is like the Fadil dynasty in the past, where the aristocracy was rotten after a long period of comfort, they indulged in wine, occupied the streets, fields and lakes, oppressed the commoners, deprived them of their property, and raised slaves, and the conflict between the nobles and the commoners became more and more intense, and the whole kingdom was full of sorrow and misery under the rule of the nobles.

When the orcs invaded the land, the fat nobles could not even ride horses, and they forcibly conscripted civilians to send them to the front, while they themselves hid in castles and lived a luxurious life.

Even when the country was in danger, the nobles still withheld the soldiers' salaries, forcibly seized the soldiers' wives and daughters, and finally the angry soldiers rebelled, and the nobles were sent to the gallows by their own soldiers before the orcs entered the royal city.

"No, once the orcs invade, then the common people will be ruined. Fa Han vehemently objected.

"Can't you hear the screams of pain now?"

Corleone asked with a grim face.

His subordinates were prostitutes, thieves, robbers, hooligans, scoundrels, untouchables of all who engaged in the most despicable professions, the poorest of the lowest.

If you ask how the people at the bottom live, Corleone knows almost everything.

Fa Han, a wandering knight who has lived a wandering life for more than ten years, naturally understands Corleone's words, he has seen too many tragedies of family ruins because of nobles.

"No matter what the cost, the times always have to move forward, the rotten tumor must be removed, whether it is good or evil, people always have to move forward.

You and I are both firewood, and that lord is the burning flame. Follow that Lord, and burn this rotten age to the ground, how can humanity be stagnant out of fear. Don't refuse to change, even if bad luck is in the air. ”

Suffering is only short-lived, it is nothing but a new reincarnation, the fate of the kingdom.

......

Returning to Azuchi alone, Fahan told Edgar that he had killed all the bandits in the mountains.

Whether it is good or evil, man always has to move forward.