Chapter 116: Your Envoy

Alan wore no armor this time, riding a chestnut steed as bright as his hair, and Selsey rode a dark gray spotted horse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe 10,000 elite soldiers they borrowed from Shelley refused to fly the Union flag, so they flew the sun-patterned flag high above their heads. Morris became the overseer of the team, a special position held by Acting Lord Shelley, who was tasked with ensuring that Eren would not sweep away the army of Daylight City after the war ended.

When the group of men and horses ran, chain mail, shields, and plate armor clanged. Most of this group were regular soldiers, but there were also a few hired knights, or knights who had been deserved, so Morris, the temporary commander, was constantly questioned.

Under the morning sun, these guys sparkle. They wore silver-plated and gold-plated armor, and their battle helmets were decorated with silk feathers, feathers, or in the shape of a family crest. A few days ago, after Maurice had ordered camp, some knights of the knighthood continued to move forward, trying to find a town with taverns and brothels to settle down. Morris was so upset that he even ordered the guys to go back the way they came, but the latter ignored them. "I should let Shelley reward you with an earl, so they won't have an opinion!" Alan stood in front of the camp, looked at the knights who had gone away, and said to Morris beside him, "Earl Morris, doesn't that sound enjoyable?"

Morris walked back to the tent and never came out that night.

Half a month has passed since they set out from Nikko City, and except for cleaning up some bandits along the way, hiring knights to ask for money increases, and arrogance and rudeness of noble knights, the journey has been relatively smooth. Shelley had prepared three months' worth of food for the battle, which of course cost the money of Sunshine City, and as for the opposing faces of the council and the seminary, she sent it away with only one sentence: "There is civil strife in your, bandits are rampant in the south, and countless villages are plundered, you see?"

"I've figured it out, Alan Dalton. The next day, Maurice rode on his horse and said to Allen, beside him, "If I help you save the people you want to save, and help me ask the lord for an earl, I've had enough!"

Alan sat in the saddle and looked blankly at the weather-beaten middle-aged knight. "What's wrong?" he looked back at the feathered helmets, then at Morris, "those guys messed with you again?"

"Even for a day," said Morris, gritting his teeth, "I'm going to get those damn guys on their knees in front of me and lick the mud off their boots and armor with their tongues!

Alan nodded in agreement. Of course, he did not tell Morris that the noble knights were the condition of this loan. "It's been a hundred years since there has been a war in Nikko City, which is a good thing for the city's citizens, but it's not good news for this group of knights who want to be promoted. On that day, after agreeing to borrow troops, Shelley told Allen, "Therefore, among these ten thousand men must be some noble young masters, and their attendants, who will be disguised as hired knights and mingle in the ranks to protect their masters." When you return in triumph, all the credit will go to the noble knights, perhaps, they will cause you some trouble, but there is no way, it is the decision of the council. ”

That's a joke, Maurice. Alan rode on his horse and thought, whether Shelley will give you an earl or not, even if she gives you a marquis, so what? I guess the one who kneels at his feet and licks his shoes is still you, the unkind, poor Morris.

A week later, the party set up camp thirty miles from the city of Urdu.

Eren had almost forgotten how tall and majestic the walls of your had been, and it wasn't until they were close in sight again that he sighed at the momentum of the place again. He appointed himself as a scout and stopped with Sersi five miles beyond the high wall. The two looked at the fortified city from afar and tried to make a well-thought-out plan. "I'm afraid we have to negotiate first, and attacking the city directly is no different from killing Winnie and Mike. Sersi said, leaning against an elm tree.

When the two returned to their station, the envoy sent by your had already arrived. The news came from Steven, and the two immediately dismounted, threw the reins to the red-haired wizard, and hurried to Maurice's tent.

“..... He died last month, and the Priest gave him the greatest funeral in history, and as for his eldest son, Kane Irene—" the voice of the messenger stopped at the moment when the curtain was lifted.

"Harwin?" Sercy's voice was stiff with politeness.

"Lord Selcy. The other party's tone was not so polite, and the old servant's answer was naturally as expected.

"I didn't expect it to be you?" Alan snorted. He looked at the old servant standing beside Maurice, who was dressed in a white robe, with a necklace made of various gems around his neck, and ten fingers full of rings, some even two. He walked up to the old servant and looked down at the old man with his proud height. "Come, tell me, where is Mike?"

"May I remind—"

"Let me remind you!" Alan grabbed Harwin's neck with one hand, and with a slight force of his fingers, he dug deep into the loose wrinkles, "This is my station, the knight who is negotiating with you is my man, and the 10,000 elite soldiers outside are also my people, you are in my station, in my tent, remind me?"

"I ..... Black..... Make ....."

"I understand, you're an envoy sent by the Flame Priest with more rings on his hands and more jeweled necklaces around his neck, I understand. Alan exclaimed impatiently. His fingers then let go, and he turned to the necklace with the jewels, and with a sharp force, he pulled the necklace from Harwin's neck, and the gems were scattered all over the ground.

Harwyn curled up on the ground, his hands on his throat and neck, and whimpered in pain.

"You look much better now than you did just now. Alan crouched down, his tone extremely contemptuous. He grabbed one of the old man's arms and carefully examined the glittering ring by the light coming from outside the tent, "Opal, emeral, obsidian, topaz..... How much money do you have to cheat believers out of to put so many gems on your hands?"

"Alan Dalton, I ..... I'm your envoy!!" Harwyn shook off his calloused hands and roared wildly.

"I know. Alan changed his cheerful tone.

"We've got more than Mike!" Harwin's face flushed, "and your lord's wife, and Selsey's wife, and your alien brother." Think clearly, Dalton, if I tell the Priest what I did, those guys will all be a- "

"Old thing, I didn't plan on letting you go back at all. Alan stood up on his knees. "That play was so well acted that even I was deceived. He smiled contemptuously, "Kenny's wife, Selsi's wife, my alien brother, you know so much!"