Chapter 019: Dispute

Located on a watchtower right in the middle of the city. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A middle-aged man with a noble appearance held a delicate wine glass, he gently pressed the rim of the glass to his lips, took a sip of wine, and then stood in front of the watchtower, looking at the pious people in the city at his feet and smiling slightly.

Although there was a smile on the corner of Duke Michod's mouth, his heart was not as smiling as it seemed.

In his eyes, those people who blindly follow the faith are simply thorns in his side, and the temple of the goddess standing on the street of the goddess is the thorn in the flesh.

In the hearts of the people of Swadia, life comes first, faith comes second, and obedience comes third.

In Duke Michod's mind, obedience must come first, and the ethereal thing of the gods simply should not appear in this world.

For him, if he wants to win the love of the people, he needs to eradicate their faith.

But in order for him to become the king of the Svadia kingdom, he needs to deal with not only King Haraus, but also those goddess officials who pretend to be goddesses.

"Your Excellency," a thick voice called Duke Kesto Michod back to his thoughts. "Baron Fred and the Belmont Knight have arrived at the castle hall. ”

Duke Michord did not look back, still looking down at the crowd beneath his feet, just as a king looked down on his subjects.

The Duke spoke slowly, "Let them wait a little longer, until I finish this wine!"

"Yes, sir. Knight Enge replied respectfully. "Also, there are two mercenaries outside the mansion who want to see you?"

"Mercenary?" Duke Michod shook the glass in his hand, and the wine flowed with it, and his piercing eyes looked for the mercenary in the crowd looking down. "Did they say anything?"

"One of the mercenaries said they were messengers sent by Lord Chanda, Count Aracis. ”

Count Kesto muttered to himself, "Messenger from Chanda," he asked. "Have you made a detailed investigation of this group of mercenaries?"

"They are from the 'City of Mercenaries' Chanda, and most of their members are Virgians. Knight Engel replied. "These mercenaries had been to the city of Zhivadine before, and had met King Vegia inside the King's Castle. ”

There was a hint of interest on Count Caesto's face. "Where did they go and what were they doing?"

Knight Engel continued: "It is said to convey to the king of Virginia a warning of what dark world is coming. ”

Count Caesto elegantly drank the remaining wine from his glass, and then commanded: "Take them to the side hall first, tell them that I will meet the distinguished guests in the hall, and let them wait in the side hall for a while!"

"Yes, my lord!" replied Knight Engel. He then summoned a soldier and relayed the duke's message to the soldier so that he could go and convey the lord's message.

At this moment, outside the door of the Duke's mansion, Wiggins and Manid had an argument.

The Bard Niza, at the address given by Manid, went to the inn where the Predators had settled to meet his new companions.

"Didn't you ask you to wait for me here?" said the new deputy head of the regiment reproachfully to the new head of the regiment. "But you wandered around with that poet, and let me wait for you here for more than half an hour!"

The new regiment commander explained to his companions: "My deputy regiment commander, I went to buy equipment for the boss, but I encountered a little trouble on the way back, so I lost time. ”

Wiggins didn't like it, perhaps he didn't like it when he was called that, it sounded like a humble and upright soldier meeting the grievances and reproaches of an arrogant sergeant.

"You recruited a new member in private without asking me?" Wiggins said in a disgruntled tone. "And we're going to fish a monster out of the dungeon and recruit it into our team as well!"

Manid asked rhetorically, "What's wrong with that? Niza is a good man, and he's a bard." ”

Wiggins reminded the other party: "Although you are now the acting head of the regiment, the recruitment of new recruits is not your responsibility, nor is it my responsibility. ”

Manid understood what he meant, adding, "With poets on our team, I think we will have more joy in life in the days to come." ”

"We're mercenaries," Wigginst emphasized. "We were born to live for the dinar, to kill, not to have fun, to listen to stories!"

Manid retorted unconvinced: "What's wrong with the mercenaries? Besides money and killing, can't the mercenaries live happily?"

Wiggins' voice was quick and sharp: "Mercenary, represents steel and fire, represents wit, decisiveness and perseverance, represents hardship. There was an unexpected hint of toughness in his tone. "Remember, we are wolves on the brink of death. ”

"Just because we are on the verge of death, we should enjoy each day to the fullest!" Manid replied without any ambiguity.

"We are only alive because we have not stepped on the edge of the line, and perhaps we should be glad that we are still on the edge of death. Wiggins re-emphasized. "But if we let our guard down, then we will not be far from death!"

Manid replied disapprenously: "Since I am alive, I must strive to live my own color every second I have, as long as I have it, I have enjoyed the real life and joy, even if the world no longer exists in the next second, I will not regret that I have been here." ”

Wiggins didn't want to continue the argument with his companions over this matter, because their views on life were completely different directions, and if they continued to argue like this, nothing would lead to anything, but only more and more stiffness.

The new deputy head of the regiment changed the subject: "What about the monster you talked about, and how are you going to get him out of the dungeon?"

Wiggins understands his companions, and once he says something, he will do it. And that's exactly what worries!

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to risk robbing a prison," Manid responded. "Since you can do what you can do with gold, then I will use gold coins to redeem him directly from the dungeon!"

"Gold?" Wiggins' tone was full of doubt. "Do we still have gold? Didn't you just say you had spent all the gold on you?"

"I don't have it on me, but that doesn't mean I can't get the gold!" Manid smiled confidently. "Don't forget, I'm a businessman. ”

Wiggins's tone changed subtly for a moment. "If you want to learn tea, then I warn you, if you are caught by soldiers, I will not use the dinar to ransom you in the dungeon!"

"I'm a nobleman, and I know shame," Manid replied without hesitation to the sudden question. "Don't worry, I won't do that, and I won't ask for you!"

Just as Wiggins was about to open his mouth to retort, the iron door of the castle slowly opened from the inside, and a soldier with a spear and a large shield appeared in front of them.

"Mr. Mercenaries," the young soldier said respectfully. "Your Excellency Duke is meeting your guests in the hall at the moment, and he asks you to wait in the side hall for a while!"

"There's Rau this chief leading the way!" Manid replied politely. (To be continued.) )