At noon, the snow finally stopped, after half a day's work.

At the Ailay Pass, stout soldiers pushed their winches and raised the fort's bronze gates, while others spread around the fort, clearing the snow nearby.

The merchants, who had been stranded at the pass because of the weather, shouted loudly to their employees and entourage, began to inspect the goods, straighten out the cars, and then prepare to leave.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

At this moment, there was a sound of trembling in the distance, and the people who were busy near the pass couldn't help but stop what they were doing and looked at it with surprise on their faces.

The loud thud was getting closer, and people standing on the masonry floor could feel the entire fortress tremble slightly.

What happened? The soldiers and travelers looked at each other. There is no concept of earthquakes on the continent of Aaron, so the people here are very unfamiliar with the situation at this time.

"Is it a large cavalry? But ...... weather like this," remembered a well-informed merchant, who looked at the thick fresh snow outside the fortress, and wondered what kind of cavalry could operate in such an environment.

"Hey, old Lawrence, are you stupid?" said a young colleague next to him, "this is Thea's hinterland, where did some cavalry come from?" ”

Thea's long black bread-shaped territory was full of hills, large and small, so that the nobles of the various fiefdoms, including the royal family, had never established a large-scale cavalry regiment, and as for the Noble family of Islay, everyone knew what they really relied on.

Before the gray-haired old merchant could reply, he saw the highest governor of the pass running out of a house on the side in a panic.

"What are you doing, fools, Miss Noble has arrived!" he waved his arms and shouted at his soldiers, "Quick! Get out of the way. ”

Then he walked to the convoy of merchants who had stopped at the gate of the pass, waiting to be checked out: "And you, treacherous fellows, get your carriage aside, if you don't want to be crushed by Miss Noble's Golem Legion!"

The fortress commander said triumphantly.

As one of the armed forces of the Noble family, he is indeed entitled to feel "honored" when it comes to this well-known Golem Legion, which has not been seen for many years.

But Miss Noble, as he spoke, was very dissatisfied at this time.

Enid sat in a special snow carriage and watched the chaos outside, and her already low mood was made worse by Ellie's departure.

If she remembered correctly, the Commander had been informed two days ago that the Golem Legion was going to pass through here, and that the team would arrive when the snow had stopped.

But what Enid sees now is a chaotic scene of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and people neighing on their backs?

Enid didn't know how incompetent the chief officer here would have to be to make something that had been told to be prepared like this.

Enid looked at the Rose Knights in the ranks—a silent group of about three hundred men, well-armed and well-trained, and the leather armor on their bodies, though not standard, could be seen to be the kind of road goods worn by the low-level mercenaries.

However, it was such a military force that passed the pass without swaggering under the noses of these defenders, and then swaggered into the city of St. Valentine......

Enid was angry, both disappointed and angry.

Although they were never counted on, every year, the Noble family spends a lot of money on these guards. Money is only one thing, but what makes little girls feel even more chilled is their identity.

These guards and garrisons in the Basin of Islay were supported by the Noble family themselves, who, from the moment they swore allegiance to the Noble family, got rid of the civilian class and became the lord's attendants.

The lord and his attendants constituted an aristocratic class that was distinct from the large number of peasants, merchants, adventurers, and townspeople, not to mention the serfs on the plantation estates, who had no personal freedom.

It has been a well-established principle in the kingdom of Shia for hundreds of years. The fiefdom nobles kept their own armed forces and were responsible for the affairs of their domains. It is a norm for the royal family to have no contact with the lord for a long time. Theoretically, it was only in public matters involving the whole country, such as foreign invasions, that the royal family would convene the lords for collective consultations.

This was supposed to change after the rise of merchants and adventurers (mercenary armies), but the overly powerful bloodline warlock clan hindered this process.

As a special being with knowledge of two worlds, Enid knows very well which classes will be on his side and which will naturally be close to the royal family at such a historical stage.

So it wasn't surprising that the Lancet family, who had close ties to merchants, would fall over to the side of the kingdom, and it wasn't surprising that Brati was able to co-opt adventurers and reorganize them into forbidden armies.

However, the performance of these Noble family attendants made Enid feel very cold.

Is it really time to change?" Enid stood on the carriage and looked indifferently at the trembling chief of the fortress below.

......

Although he had heard some fragments of the events that had taken place in the city of St. Valentine on the day of the Winter Veil from the adventurers and merchants who had arrived one after another, it was not until he stood in front of the eldest lady of the House of Noble that the chief of the fortress at the Islay Pass realized that the rumors about the eldest lady were in the mouths of those travelers...... I'm afraid it's true.

Although it was only a little girl, a young girl with a straight face, at this time, the fortress chief would no longer doubt the rumors that "the eldest lady is a high-level mage", he only hated why he didn't realize this earlier.

His soldiers were frantically clearing the debris in the fortress and driving the merchants' cars. The fortress chief listened to the cacophony of voices coming from behind him, and sweated like pulp.

He didn't dare to explain, and he couldn't explain his negligence, so he could only keep his head down and wait for his master's judgment.

"You have been dismissed, sir. ”

Then the prefect of the fortress heard words that made him despair.

"You can get me back to St. Valentine now, and then let Lord Midioc send a more reliable ......"

The sound stopped abruptly here, and the devastated fortress commander waited for a long time and did not hear the following...... He looked up stealthily.

However, he only got a return carriage back...... and a slightly low, but ecstatic reply: "Forget it...... Make your soldiers move faster. ”

PS: There are so few updates in the category, I'm really sorry for the readers, and I'm sorry for the editors...... But I still have to state that this book is not a eunuch, and if it is interrupted sometimes, it is only because of Carvin.