Chapter 003: The Pirate's Letter

Characters in this chapter: Count Arassis, Captain of the Garrison - Candida, Maester Cordion, Sheriff - Harrick, Garrison Instructor - Kay, Second Earl - Krees, Boun Hunter - Wayne. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

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"Lord Earl," Candida, the captain of the garrison, came to the door. "The patrol has just spotted a horse carrying a badly wounded guy outside the city, and he claims to be Wayne, a subordinate of the Rog Knights, and said that there is something important to meet you, and the man is outside the castle. ”

Harrick frowned and said, "Wayne is seriously injured? They just went out of the city with Knight Rog to capture the water thieves a few days ago, what about the others?"

"An arm is missing, a leg is broken, but it's already bandaged. Candida shrugged. "He was the only one we found out, and we didn't see anyone else. ”

"Maybe it's the news of the pirates," said Aracis, who was now getting more and more violent, exterminating one group and popping up another. "Let him in. ”

Candida was ordered to go out, and after a while he brought in with two guards carrying Wayne in a plank, and Wayne, who was seriously wounded, sat up with the help of the two guards.

Count Arassis walked around the desk and came to Wayne. "What's going on?" the Count asked, surveying Wayne's injuries. "What do you have to do with me?"

Although the hunt for pirates and pirates was handled by Harrick, Harrick's report was a good understanding of these bounty hunters, especially those like Wayne.

The nature of the work of a bounty hunter is very complex, and many of them are quite dangerous. From the simplest treasure hunt commissions to law-breaking assassinations, it is possible that all of them are covered by the work of a bounty hunter.

"Lord Earl, my lords," Wayne nodded reluctantly, his frail appearance similar to that of the fierce bounty hunter he had been. "We found out...... The trail of a group of water thieves, Knight Rogge ordered me to lead people to search, and as a result, I and my people were ...... Ahem...... Attacked by the raider Nabal, he gave me a letter which I must hand over to the Count, ...... Over here. Wayne took the letter out of his bosom with a trembling left hand and handed it to Aracis.

The letter was not sealed, and the Count opened the envelope, the parchment was very old but the paper was fine, and there were pressed pattern imprints.

"A pirate could write a letter," Maester Cordion thought a little incredulous. "This Nabal doesn't seem to be easy. ”

"It's only a matter of time before we catch him," Krees snorted. "What does he ask?"

Harrick didn't say anything, just looked at the expression of Count Aracis, who looked at it for a while before putting the letter on the table for everyone to see.

Stop getting in trouble with my people!

The contents of the letter were unexpectedly short, the handwriting was large and sloppy, and there were traces of ink everywhere throughout the parchment, like a letter written by a child who used ink for the first time.

"It's arrogant," Krees said. "What is this, the pirate's seal?" asked suddenly, furrowing his eyebrows, pointing to the end of the letter.

At the end of the letter there is a hexagonal pattern, which is full of hexagons but very unclear.

"It's a seal that is stamped directly with ink," Codien said. "These pirates don't know how to use ink, there's too much ink, and the pattern is spreading, what the hell is this?

"Maybe they should come out with their flags on their banners, so we can do it much easier. Krees said, and everyone laughed. "It doesn't matter if he's drawing sharks or whales, we don't care. Since he said this, it means that our bounty hunters have driven these pirates to the end of their rope, and we should continue the pursuit and wipe out the pirates and pirates completely! At the very least, we must drive them out of Zenda's territory!"

Maester Cordion nodded, stroked his long gray beard, and said, "It looks like this pirate leader is in a hurry, and we should be careful that he will jump over the wall and attack the town." In the past three months, the bounty expenses on the books have nearly tripled, but it has been very effective. ”

"Harrick," Count Arassis looked at the silent sheriff. "What do you think?"

Harrick shook his head. "Since the announcement of the new regulations a few days ago, allowing bounty hunters to trade caught pirates and pirates as slaves, the situation in our prison is much better, but the bounty hunters have caught more and more pirates, I think we shouldn't rely on bounty hunters alone to do this, we should send our people to join these bounty teams to supervise, because recently several fishermen and farmers have come to me and said that someone has taken their sons, The husbands took them, and also robbed them of their belongings, and burned down their houses, these people had no flags, and could be rebels of the warring Nords and Virgians, or they could be bounty hunters we sent out. ”

Wayne, who was sitting on the board, shifted his body, clutched his right arm and let out a low moan.

"As for the letter...... I always felt something was wrong," Harrick thought as he tightened his eyebrows. "Hmm...... I don't know what's wrong. Harrick shook his head eventually.

Count Arassis turned to Wayne again. "How many men does this Nabal have, and what's going on in his camp?"

"I don't know," Wayne thought for a moment. "I was crushed by a horse and broke my leg and passed out, waiting for me...... When I woke up, I was in their cave, and when I left, Nabal had people ...... I was blindfolded, so I didn't know where they were, but I heard them when I came out of the cave...... There are a lot of voices, there may be fifty ...... Or hundreds, some call him king or chieftain, and he calls himself a 'raider...... of the king'. ”

After the guards took Wayne to the Bachelor's Tower for healing, the Earl of Arassis ordered the chief of Ammon to send a thousand dinars as a pension.

Count Arassis sat back in his sandalwood chair, and Krees poured his silver glass full of wine, "A pirate, how to write a letter?

"Maybe we're overthinking," Kresmo crested on his smooth jaw. "He may have done it just to show his status as a pirate leader, and perhaps it was just fun for him to show off and mock. ”

"This is the parchment of the woodlands of Paraven or the parchment of the Maleg, which has been written in such high parchment by laws and treaties between nations as a sign of authority and solemnity, and which these pirates have acquired and kept—it is useless to the average man, and if he is found to be imprisoned, it seems that he really thinks of himself as a king." ”

Count Arassis took a sip of wine and looked out the window at the night that had crept down. "Let's put it aside, we need to get ready for the welcome dinner. ”