Session 3: Decision (Part II)
Riva held up another umbrella to block the indecent scenes for Miss Wenli, as well as the broken leaves and pollen fluttering all over the field.
Miss Wenli didn't seem to notice anything in the field, and the killings not far away seemed to have nothing to do with her, her gaze lingering on the teacup for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.
Finally, she sighed softly and put the cup down.
"How's it going?" a hearty female voice sounded in front of Wen Li: "Good girl, I'm good enough now, right?!"
"Awesome. Wen Li was still a little weak: "It's really amazing." ”
Riva put away her umbrella and saluted a woman of twenty-seven or eighteen, dressed as a wife, standing in front of her, and said, "Hello, Master Hazel. ”
"What a master, deceitful. As soon as Hazel waved her hand, grabbed the teacup that Wenli had put down, and came to the bottom of the door, she finished wiping her mouth: "I said, good little girl, you are too messy here." ”
"This is the world, and it can't be compared to your Ability Master Guild," Wen Li showed a sad smile on her face, "This is the world...... Aunt Hazel ......"
Tears of sorrow slipped down Miss Wenli's eyes for the first time.
"I know! I know!" Hazel hugged Wen Li, hugging the girl who was isolated but had been supporting herself for five days in the eyes of strong enemies: "Auntie knows, Auntie knows!"
"Father, and uncle!" Wen Li's head was buried deep in Hazel's arms, and her shoulders trembled slightly: "It's all gone!"
"No one, you can wipe your mouth and leave after taking advantage of it, no one can!" Hazel comforted Wenli: "Good, we don't cry, we have to remember all this, and then settle the accounts with them one by one!"
"That's right, we can't cry. Miss Wenli raised her head, wiped away her tears, and said to the old steward who was standing aside: "Please take Aunt Hazel to rest first, and then call all my servants." ”
"No need, what are you resting for?" Hazel shook her head: "Auntie is with you now, not separated." ”
"Then go and call them all. Miss Wenli was not reluctant: "Aunt Hazel, please take a seat first." I'm done with the last bit of chore, and I'm ready to go. ”
"Okay, I know, I'm silent, you can deal with it. Hazel covered her face with a veil and sat beside Wenli without saying a word.
When the garden had just been cleaned, the old steward brought with him all the servants who had followed Miss Wenli, most of them with female surnames, and there were more than sixty of them, including coachmen and cooks—just ordinary servants, not including guards and the like.
"Everyone knows that something happened to Swarosia's house. The family headquarters, Harvey Town, has been destroyed, and most of our relatives have not escaped this disaster. Miss Wenli got straight to the point: "And the family's disaster is not limited to this, no matter why Harvey Town is destroyed, this is a signal, a signal to tell everyone that they can attack and bite us at will in the future without being punished." ”
"For a long time, we will be attacked by our former partners and allies. For us, there is no place in the Andorran Union that is peaceful, where no business can be done, and where no Swarosia family is safe. "As the head of the family, I have to keep the last of my family's strength, and we have to hide it with hatred for a long time until people forget it or circumstances change. ”
"But I don't force everyone to live like this with me, because it's going to be hard, even harder than starting a business. Miss Wenli's gaze swept over everyone's faces: "Everyone is the person next to me, and I know that I will not hide and deceive in this kind of thing." So now, you can decide for yourself. Follow me, I will be grateful and kind, if you don't go with me, I will send blessings, as well as enough severance pay. ”
"Miss, we will not leave you. The cook, who was still holding the rice spoon in her hand, said, "If I leave, who will cook for you?" You have eaten the food I have made since you were a child, and you will not be used to what others cook!"
"Yes, miss, I can't go, or who will wash your clothes?"
"Miss's jewelry is all placed by me, who will dress up Miss when I leave?"
As a result, no one is willing to leave, and from the perspective of a family that has suffered a sudden catastrophe, this actually shows that the personality charm and cohesion of the head of the family have not been lost, and the future is promising...... But among these sixty or so people, not every one of them will stay because of the charm and cohesion of the head of the family, but for another reason.
When Miss Wenli thanked everyone and everyone was about to disperse, the head of family intelligence stopped two people, one of whom was Miss Wenli's evening maid, and the other was a shopping maid.
"You, take this letter. The intelligence chief ordered the evening maid in an unquestioning tone: "In your usual way, pass it to your master." Then you'd better pray never to meet someone from the Swarosia family again. ”
The maid with the letter looked shocked and didn't know what to do. But the intelligence chief had already walked up to the buying maid, who stood tall and deeply guarded.
"Hello, Lieutenant Lieutenant of the Coalition Intelligence Department. The intelligence chief said in a businesslike tone: "Since the family still wants to maintain peaceful relations with the coalition forces, you don't have to do anything, just please stay here quietly, and after a day, you can only walk out of this gate, otherwise, the Swarosia family will not be able to guarantee your safety." ”
"This ...... Is this house arrest?", the maid asked in a low voice under the forced gaze of the intelligence director.
"Whatever you want, we don't care. The intelligence director turned around and commanded, "All, get ready to go!"
After the Harvey incident, the glorious achievements of the Ninth Apostle of the Radiant Church and the Knights of the Holy Sword under his command slowly spread. Regardless of whether those who know the news can separate the true information from it, and no matter what choices they make in the face of the true information, the fact that Harvey Town was destroyed cannot be changed.
The tragic result of the town being burned to the ground and the entire population destroyed has been etched in history.
On the night of the destruction, it began to rain in the town of Harvey. The raindrops were black at first, implicated in silk, connecting heaven and earth, spreading for dozens of miles, like a lowly weeping, sowing this pain and sorrow that belonged to a few people into the canals and fields. The black smoke wafting through the ruins was not extinguished by the rain, but kept rising, for two whole days, like a scar carved into the sky.
In the sound of the drizzling rain, in the cottage of the spicy mercenary group, in the room on the first floor of the main building, the bean-sized lights were jumping.
The sorrowful captain tucked away the striped cloth that covered the window, and entered the room lightly, where he was confronted by the monkey with his cheeks sunken. The latter shook his head at the captain's expectant gaze, and then turned anxiously to look back at the door that led to the inner room—after burning Harvey Town, the Ninth Apostle and the Knights of the Holy Sword were gone, and the nobles who followed suit, leaving behind Townsend like the living dead, without a word of explanation.
It's been two whole days, and Chief Townsend hasn't woken up from his coma!