After receiving news from the scout, Carter Larson even wondered if he was dreaming. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, he was in the territory of the Larsen family's vassals, bargaining with the lord.

These small border princes, who have always stayed away from politics, have only gold in their eyes, are rude and insatiable.

Carter and his people, escorting the completely incapacitated renegade, walked through the dark underground for a day and a night, finally escaping the war zone and entering the jungle.

Previously, he had negotiated a price with the princes to allow the refugees of Paliwa to take refuge in the dependencies, and Todd had promised Carter to rent weapons and hire knights from the territory.

However, when Carter Larson knocked on the gates of Fort Deer in exhaustion, no one greeted the vanquished with open arms.

"Todd, I've made you participate in the barbarians' mineral trade for a year, and promised you ten thousand gold coins, you have no reason to refuse us entry into the city!" Carter Larson stood anxiously at the city gate.

"You were the lord of Paliva at the time—how could it be the same to trade with a lord as you were with a defeated criminal?" Todd shouted as he stood on the walls and shouted at the troops below the walls as their mental strength reached their limits.

"For three years, you can get three years of dividends. Carter had to back down.

"A fugitive - how can you protect our interests for three years? I know the Mancas have a gold mine, how about we trade with them?" Todd condescended.

Carter knew that this was the last vein of the Larson family's life, and that even in the most difficult of times, gold would work anyway.

"You will regret your broken word. Carter had to lead the team away.

Another vassal, Sloe, opened the gates, but the price was three times higher than negotiated. The soldiers were driven to the slums, even with cattle and sheep, and no one cared if they were injured or not.

"I've taken a great risk, my lord. "It's for the sake of your father's affection, we once went to war together, and he personally conferred the title on me." ”

Carter was silent. From the watchtower of Giethoorn, he saw that the city of Paliwa had turned into a sea of fire, and he did not know whether it was a trap by warlocks or smoke from the Imperial army.

Regardless, the city of Paliva was reduced to a wreckage, and he had lost his homeland, as if even his hatred had burned in the dark red flames.

Physically and mentally exhausted, he huddled on the towers of Giethoorn, thinking about his future escape. Seek the help of the Duke of Fukaya again, or leave the border and enter the territory of the barbarians?

Carter felt that the future was bleak.

At that moment, the scout climbed the tower, looking almost out of breath.

"Speak slowly, soldier. Carter waited for bad news.

"Warlock—Warlock, Warlock set a fire...... the young soldier was so anxious that he didn't know how to phrase it.

“...... Sanctuary forces and imperial forces...... All into the city......"

Hearing this, Carter hardly held out hope.

"Fire ...... Burned everyone to death...... We...... Won. The scout finished the last sentence breathlessly.

Carter stood up from the ground, his eyes looking like they were going to eat the young soldier. "What did you say?"

"We won!" the soldier bowed to Carter, his eyes a little moist from the fatigue of the long journey.

"We won?" Carter thought he had heard a hallucination - how could it be, Odin Diggs was only one man, and the other side had more than a thousand troops!

"Yes, sir!" said the young soldier in a silent salute again.

There was silence in the tower, and it was a long time before Carter Larson descended the spiral staircase. The moment he saw the sun, he almost wanted to fall to his knees on the ground.

The hatred in his heart, the will of his people, seemed to be close for a moment.

The warlock fulfilled his promise to make the impossible a reality. He alone fought against thousands of enemies!

When the vassal Loth learned of this, he rushed to Carter.

He got down on one knee and made a gesture of allegiance to Carter Larson: "My lord, please let me follow you—I was once your father's most trusted servant, and I should now be your most reliable companion." We have taken you in without fear of danger, and now you should allow my mercenaries to be with you. ”

Carter Larson knows that this guy doesn't mean much, what he says is like honey, and he has another scale in his heart. Since you can take in a deserter once and participate in the purchase and sale of the mine for three years, the greater the adventure, the more you will gain. For them, a milky little lord is like a piece of fat lying on a board waiting to be slaughtered.

The advantage of these southern frontier territories was that they never bothered to participate in the power struggles of the empire. The disadvantage is that they don't know anyone except money and interests, and they never have a sense of honor at all.

However, Paliva is now in ruins, and it is not known whether there will be a follow-up attack by the imperial powers. A little more power is never a bad thing—as long as money makes them loyal.

"If I need you, I hope you will keep your promise and open the gates for us at the negotiated price, instead of knocking on our bamboo poles as you are doing now. ”

Carter had no intention of helping Slow up, saying that he did not accept Slow's submission, but simply wanted to talk to him about business.

He ignored the hypocritical blackmailer's expression at the moment, and instead walked straight away, summoning his people.

Soon, hundreds of Paliwa civilians and dying apostates gathered in front of him.

"Brothers, we've won!" Carter Larson whispered.

People thought they were having auditory hallucinations. Wasn't it because of the defeat in the war that they began to flee?

"Yes, brothers, Odin Diggs has defeated the enemy for us!"

"He defeated the Imperial Army, defeated the Sanctuary, and brought us to the light!" Carter raised his voice.

Only then did everyone hear the young lord's announcement, and the cheers spread like a tidal wave throughout Giethoorn.

"He worked miracles, all of us worked miracles! We kept our homeland!"

"Long live Paliva! Long live the lord!" the people shouted, exhaustion swept away. They even took off their torn leather armor and threw it into the sky. Others drew their swords and stuck them in the ground.

"We are free! Truth has triumphed!" Carter shouted, a smile on his gloomy face.

"Paliva, Paliwa!" people hugged each other and even shed tears. (To be continued.) )