Chapter 006: Talking

Characters in this chapter: Ellene, Count of Arassis. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

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It was already afternoon when Ellen followed Count Arassis back to the Inner Castle.

Captain Candida led the city guards in pursuit, killing more than 30 rebels, nearly 100 people were captured, and the rest were still being pursued.

Harrick proposed to build another curved wall on the perimeter of the camp outside the city to protect the refugees, and the proposal was approved by the Count, and he is now busy directing the refugees out of the city to settle down and prepare for the construction of the wall.

Instructor Kai had returned to his lodgings to recuperate, still slightly injured when he collided with the horse in the morning battle, and Maester Cordion was taking care of him.

Alleyne's longbow, quiver, and saber were all guarded outside the door, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Ellen took a deep breath and stepped forward, "Honorable Earl, can you tell me what this medal is for?"

Count Aracis was at first staring at the piece of paper, but when he heard his words, he pulled his thoughts back: "Medal, what medal? Oh, what is on your chest, this is the evidence of a mercenary." Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, what?mercenary certificate?" Alassis looked at the other in surprise, this was not the first time Irene had seen such an expression.

Alleyne was a little uncomfortable, so he had to look at the ground in embarrassment, and looked at the tips of his shoes in a daze.

Count Aracis took a breath: "Young man, you are really unusual, you even got the mercenary certificate by you!"

Alleyne had a splitting headache as he listened. "Why do you all talk as if it's precious? And who can tell me what it's for? If not, I'd better trade it for wine!"

Count Arassis was not angry, but patiently explained to me: "The mercenary certificate is only qualified to be cast by the craftsmen of Chanda, and every year Chanda will secretly hold an annual mercenary competition, inviting famous mercenaries from all over the mainland to participate, and the person who finally wins the championship will be awarded the certificate of mercenary, and at the same time, he will also obtain the qualification to join the Chanda Self-Defense Force directly without the assessment, and become a part of the guardian of Chanda. However, they all seemed to think that it was too idle to be a city guard soldier in Chanda, and it was better to go to the days when mercenaries were free, so there were very few people who joined in the past few decades, only a dozen. It's been so long, they're all dead, they're all old, and the mercenaries are gone, and they're either being taken into the dirt or wandering in the hands of outlaws. Anyway, how did you get it?"

Alleyn didn't pay attention to what he said, just thought about what he said about the Zenda Self-Defense Force.

It is known as the first mysterious armed force in Calradia, which was a well-known army hundreds of years ago, and has always been invincible in the melee of the five major powers!

Not only is the salary high, but you can also enjoy the treatment of an official, which is simply a dream place for all soldiers!

Alleyne felt that his harazi had really flowed down this time, but Arassis's next sentence dispelled his illusions: "It's useless, this medal was not obtained by you through regular channels, and you are not eligible to skip the test and directly join the Chanda Self-Defense Force." ”

Alleyne was a little dissatisfied: "I'm not qualified? You say I'm not qualified? Okay, I'll tell you about this as it is!"

So he repeated it with added oil, omitting a passage from Medius in between.

But what he didn't notice was that as he spoke, the count's face gradually darkened, like the gray walls of Chanda, without a trace of expression.

After Ellen finished speaking, Count Arassis leaned back in his chair, took a deep breath, and covered his face with his hands: "What you said is true?"

Alleyne said word by word: "Every sentence is true. He blushed a little as he said this, and I hope the Count hadn't noticed this.

Count Arassis stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced up and down the room. The fire reflected his face, flickering from Aren's point of view.

After a long time, Alleyne dared to ask, "Honorable Earl, can you tell me what Medius is?"

Alassis's expression looked like it had been struck by lightning: "Where did you hear this name?"

Aren said without hesitation, "Oh, that's right, those Grey Cloaks claim to be followers of some kind of Medius, going on a pilgrimage overseas. Seeing that they were holding a lot of people, I took it upon myself to kill them. ”

"I've heard that the kidnappers burned the townsfolk at the stake?" Count Aracisse sat in his chair with his hands on his knees, leaning forward slightly, staring at Alleyne across the long table.

"Yes," said Ellen nodded, "they call those who refuse to join the Church heretics, and burn them alive in the fire to intimidate and force the captives to join them. ”

Aren didn't know why this Arassis was so interested in the matter, and he tried to be as concise as he could answer.

But Aracis asked relentlessly, "Have you caught a cultist? Did he say what religion they are, and what gods they believe in?"

"I caught one, they called themselves 'pilgrims,' and he said that their sect was called 'Drugia Order,' and they believed in something...... 'true God,' but I had released that person. ”

"It's okay," Aracis rubbed his hands together, looking a little nervous, "I've heard that there was a priest of Drugia who called you a 'legendary hero', is that true?

This time it was Aryn's turn to feel uncomfortable, and replied: "Yes, he has said a lot, what long night comes, the world will be plunged into darkness, and only faith in their true God can be saved...... He pointed to me and told me that their true god had prophesied my coming, and that he would lead the Order's army with other heroes, but he didn't know me, and it was nonsense. ”

Alassis frowned, put his hands on his chin, and looked at Ellen carefully, "Have you heard the story of Saint King Leon?"

Alleyne asked suspiciously, "Are you talking about the legendary Saint King Leon who led the Galadia Continental Alliance to drive the Dark Legion back to the sea thousands of years ago?"

Seeing Count Arassis nodding slightly, Alleyne continued: "Yes, I have heard those stories, I have read the Chronicle of Calradia, but the record of the holy king Leon in this history book is only three and a half poems and a long epic poem handed down by the bard, and there is another poem about him in the wild history story called The Ancient Times, but I have heard that those were written by later generations. "The Count's interest in myths and legends baffles Elleen.

"It seems that you are well educated," said Count Arassis, "but I want to tell you that they are not myths made up to frighten children, but they are true! And not thousands of years ago, in the records of Zenda, the 'Dark World' took place nine hundred and eighty years ago, and the so-called dark forces called themselves the 'Drugia Order'!"

Ellen was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Then 'Stone Demon Bagunola', 'Fire Lord Boraz', 'Necromantic Garnifer' and so on are all true?

Aracis waved his hand and said solemnly, "Those goblins appeared after the 'War of the Gods', and their age was ten thousand years earlier than the 'Dark World'......"

"What's the difference?" said Alleyn interrupted Arassis impatiently, "are they all things that wandering bards make up to earn tinkling dirhams in taverns, to please girls, to win the favor of nobles in castles, aren't they?"

"Then why do you still believe in prophecy?" said Count Arassis, "your friend says that you have a prophecy in your hand. ”

"Damn idiot. I've given up chasing that bullshit prophecy, you can take it if you want!" Arenn cursed Manid, handing the parchment scroll to Arassis.

"I'm just looking. Arassis opened it and read the four prophecies carefully.

Alleyne had always carried it with him, but for him it was more like carrying out orders from Morospoye, and the legends were never just stories.

And now, looking at Count Arassis's serious expression, he couldn't help but doubt his own cognition, and the last sentence of this prophecy in his hand has not been fulfilled so far. If what Moros said to himself was true, the man who wrote the prophecy had foreseen the people and events he would encounter twenty years ago, or even earlier, the legends seemed less bizarre than this prophecy.

Count Arassis finished reading the parchment and handed it back to Ellene. "Please come with me, I have something to show you. With that, he got up and walked down the stairs to the left side of the hall.