Chapter 47: The Fugitive (Part II)
"You can live in my castle, but you have to be extra careful, I can only guarantee that you are okay in these rooms in the castle, and I can't guarantee that you will be able to go out. You know, Katerina has a policy of terror and coercion, and she has her eyeliner all over Kislev. Those secret police are everywhere. Maybe just outside this castle, there are a pair of eyes staring at you. So, you and I, we all have to be extra careful. ”
In the dark room, in the flickering candlelight, Rod whispered cautiously. This matter is indeed not trivial, and it is related to the fate of Black Hammer Castle. Rod knew that no one would want to take in Dafort along the way, and he had been forced to come to him in desperation. is reasonable, and he can't see death without help.
"I understand...... So I was careful all the way. First disguised as a refugee, and then followed the cargo ship on the road. No one will find out about us. ”
"Just for a short time. ”
Rod added.
"Do you have any plans?"
Rod continued.
"Well, there is. Moorishism is spread all over the world, and I intend to contact my companions on the Empire's side at every opportunity to have them pick us up. There is no place for us in Kislev. It's not completely safe here, and I can't bother you. My friend. ”
Dafert said seriously.
"Before contacting the people of the empire, you and your subordinates will stay here with peace of mind, and I dare not guarantee otherwise, in this castle, it is still up to me. As long as you stay in a few rooms. I'll have food and water delivered to your room. Until the people from the Empire you mentioned come to pick them up. ”
Rhodes responded with the same seriousness.
"Thank you, friend. You're more affectionate than those brothers I've known for over a decade!"
Dafort sighed, he seemed to mean something, but he didn't want to say it, so Rod didn't ask much. Presumably, in the midst of the chaos, some people who are not firm in their faith will still betray their brothers in order to survive......
"You queen deserve to die! bloody and cruel, I should really tell Sogard about this! Let him lead troops to kill this ice queen!"
After settling Dafert, Bogur and Rhodes walked in Blackhammer Castle, and although it was none of their business, the dwarven butcher still gritted his teeth at this kind of thing. For butchers who value honor, this kind of shady trick, backstabbing is the lowest and most inferior. At the same time, the massacre of Errengrad and the massacre of the Moorish cult made Bogur hate the Ice Queen to the core.
"You're right, such a bloody and cruel vampire, the whole world should encircle her. But now is not the time, no matter how bloody and cruel Katrina is, this is Kislev's internal affair after all. Not to mention whether Lord Sogard is willing to send troops, the threat of the Norskians in the north is still very serious, and the nezumi are eyeing the underground, not knowing when they will make a comeback. Even if Lord Sogard was willing to help, then in what name did he send out his army? Caterina didn't hurt Dulong City a bit. At least there has to be a reason. ”
Rod analyzed calmly and rationally. Qianqian
Bringing down Caterina is a big plan, and it doesn't happen overnight. For decades, how many people have tried to bring down this bloody female tsar. But the end result is ugly. Without exception, they were brutally suppressed. The recent rebellion in Erlengrad was the largest. As a result, several noble leaders fled and died.
"It's too damn!"
Bogur shouted angrily. Rod patted him on the shoulder, young man, don't be impatient~~
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In Bretonnia, when Tallinnam rode back to the territory with his knight lord on a white horse, the vast golden wheat fields were shining in the autumn sun, like golden waves. Tallinnham has never seen such a vast wheat field, it is bright and vibrant, and there is no end in sight. Never before had there been such vast fields in Kislev, where it was snowy and icy, and the first snowfall had already fallen in the north, while in Bretonnia, the autumn harvest had just begun. I have to say that traveling around the world is very helpful in broadening my horizons.
As they rode along the field paths, some of the peasants were working in the fields barearmed, and when they saw Berto coming, they all looked at them with joy, and this gaze was from the bottom of their hearts, not with the fear and hatred of the nobility of the peasants. According to Berto, in his domain, there was a semi-tax system. That is, the farmers in the territory only need to pay half of the annual harvest. The so-called ninety percent tax system did not exist in Berto's territory.
At the same time, Berto, as a lord, protects all the people in the territory. Even if the wood elves come to make trouble, he will fight back unceremoniously. Never let your own people be harmed. So, over time, these farmers naturally appreciated their lords. In wartime, they prefer to serve their lords. Because they knew that if Berto died, they would never be able to welcome such a good lord again. Compared with the surrounding noble lords, in addition to exploitation, it is still exploitation. The lord's manor and villa are like royal palaces, while the farmer's farmhouse is like a chicken coop and a horse shed......
Tallinnam was only secretly glad that he had followed a good knight, and like Rod, as a lord, he led by example, practiced simplicity, and took good care of his people. However, unlike Rod, Berto is a lover and falls in love with someone he shouldn't love.
It stands to reason that a person of such an age and a lord should not still have any fiery love. But Berto is like that, a man of temperament. He fell in love with a girl who was a dozen years younger than him, and loved him so much that he loved a moth to a fire.
In the long-distance love run that lasted for more than ten years, the girl changed from an untrained girl to a yellow-faced woman in her thirties. And Berto has also changed from a high-spirited young man to a middle-aged uncle.
However, this love is not as good as imagined, and both love each other deeply at first, however, as time goes by, the differences in their personalities and realms gradually become apparent. Berto's wife, Anna, was the youngest daughter of a Bretonnian nobleman.
When they fell in love, Anna's father objected, because Anna was still young, only fourteen years old, and Berto was already a twenty-eight-year-old young man at the time. The age gap made Anna's father oppose the family business. What's more, at that time, Anna's father, the Grand Duke of Bretonnia, was in a high position. Berto, on the other hand, was nothing more than a minor nobleman who inherited his ancestral domain. Even though he is excellent in martial arts, he is still only a baron in terms of status. For these two reasons, Anna's father beat him to death and did not agree to the marriage of the two. So Berto made a bold decision to duel Anna's father, and if he lost, he would never bother Anna again, and if he won, Anna's father would have to agree to the affair.
As a Knight of the Holy Grail, Anna's father had no reason to refuse the challenge. Everyone was shocked by Berto's behavior, a young knight of the kingdom actually took the initiative to challenge the Knight of the Holy Grail? This is not looking for death? The sword in the dueling arena is not long-eyed, although it is a nod, but who dares to guarantee that a sword will not kill people? The result is unexpected, Berto not only defeated Anna's father in the duel, but also won so beautifully, so elegantly. His craftsmanship is impeccable.
As a result, Anna's father agreed to the marriage and asked Berto to marry his daughter, but he would not attend the wedding. In other words, this love is very legendary so far. It should be the perfect combination of a knight and a princess. However, fairy tales are fairy tales after all, and the reality is that the young Princess Anna was with Berto without incident, and she always thought about the world very simple and beautiful, and Berto doted on her very much, and got used to her, and over time, Anna had to inch in, and asked her husband to do this and that. But how can a little girl experience the cruelty of reality? Berto's explanations are to no avail.
The wife wanted Berto to govern his realm with "orthodoxy" like other lords. Berto, however, disagreed. He knew very well that the peasants were suffering, and that following the law in full force would only drive people to death. So, under Berto's jurisdiction, there is another way of operating within the territory. This makes Anna very unhappy, thinking that her father is like this, so why shouldn't Berto do it, and she also wants her husband to become a Knight of the Holy Grail. However, no matter how Berto ventures, he just won't get the blessing of the goddess of the lake...... All kinds of contradictions finally brought a pair of lovers to the brink of falling apart. Anna begins to regret marrying Berto for such a piece of wood, and Berto is full of sadness and has nowhere to release......
Tarynham only learned this from Berto when he entered Bretonnia, and his thoughts were mixed with evasion, which kept Berto awake at night. He finally returned from another adventure, however, once again empty-handed. The glory of the Grail Knight always beckons to him in the distant sky......