"We tried our best to ......"

"You came back alive, but Lord Rhodes is uncertain, you went down the mountain ahead of schedule!

The Watchtower, when the lords of Giger and Bertner returned to the castle with two hundred remnants of the army, there was no cheering, no celebration, only indifference and questioning. They watched the brave march out of the city, but now, only Giger and Bertner themselves returned, and the others?As the most loyal knight of Rhodes' men, Virgil questioned the Lord of Wintercastle on the spot, regardless of the difference in status.

His accountability across status should have been reviled and even ousted from the halls. But at the moment, I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what Virgil was doing. What he said is what everyone wants to say. Going north and luring the greenskins to the territory of the Troll King was originally Rod's plan, but now, there is no news from the backbone, and these people who set off together have returned early, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are deserters.

"You don't know what's going on, knight. ”

Fireplace Lord Böltner retorted loudly.

"We fought against several times the number of orcs at the top of the snowy mountain, helping Rhodes to lure away a large number of greenskins. The scars on my body are the best proof of this!"

As he spoke, Böttner rolled up his sleeve, and everyone saw the tearing wounds, caused by the orc's machete. Some wounds have not healed to this day. His forehead was likewise wrapped in gauze. The naked wounds told everyone about the cruelty of that battle.

"So, what about Lord Rhodes?"

Virgil was unrelenting.

"I don't know. ”

Giger replied.

"Is it okay to say that I don't know?!"

Virgil rushed forward and grabbed Giger by the collar. It was as if he were going to eat him alive.

"Watch your words and actions, knight! you're not really Lord of Blackhammer. ”

Bettner reminded and pushed Virgil down. They glared at each other angrily, not backing down even a single step.

"The wind is raging on the snowy mountain, and we can't reach the Troll King's lair at all, and if we go any further, we will only bury everyone there. Only Rhodes and a handful of fighters could go there. So, we parted ways on the last stretch of the road. Giger and I were responsible for channeling the other greenskins away and taking the pressure off Rhodes. Later, we met the greenskins who came up the mountain and fought with them. Tell me, how do three hundred warriors fight against thirty thousand orcs? We have to retreat, and we don't have a chance to go up the mountain again, because there's an avalanche there. ”

It wasn't until they heard the word avalanche that everyone fell silent. The avalanche of an ordinary snowy mountain is enough to drown an army, let alone the avalanche of the Troll Mountains...... If what they say is true, it is understandable.

......

[The White Bear Lord is dead. 】

[He died in a duel with the Troll King, and we should remember him, the greatest hero of all time in the North, however, he died. 】

[The orc, the cave, the Troll King, where the bones of the White Bear Lord are buried......]

On the third day of Giger's return to the Watchtower, rumors spread in the Watchtower. People scrambled to deliver the news, and many burst into tears when they heard the news of the White Bear Lord's death. It used to be the hope and pride of the north, but now, it is forever buried on the top of the snow-capped mountains. He saved the Watch, he saved everyone. And now, he really became a hero, a dead hero.

The gloomy room smells of corruption, gore, and intrigue. Virgil angrily walked in from outside. He threw his sword on the table. The news of Lord Rhodes' death must have been deliberately spreading rumors. What an abomination it is to be out there wrestling with thousands of green-skinned orcs while the great lords, the saviors of the North, are behind the scenes and fighting for power.

This person should be found out and cut with a thousand cuts. However, Virgil was only a knight of Blackhammer Castle, and he had no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Overwatch Castle. Although the army of Black Hammer Fort is in its own hands, it must not tear its face with the lords of various places. After all, there is no evidence that distant circulars are related to them.

Lord Rhodes handed over the army of Blackhammer Fort to himself before he set off, which was an absolute trust, and he not only had to manage this army well, but also not let it have an accident. At the very least, nothing can go wrong until the lord returns. But Rhodes ...... Virgil thought of the lord he had sworn again. Will...... In case of...... He's really dead?...... No, it can't be!" Virgil said to himself.

He found an empty glass, filled it with spirits, and took a sip. He thought of the worst-case scenario...... The worst-case scenario may be that Rhodes is actually dead...... Strong winds blow all year round on the Troll Mountains, and heavy snowfalls are a common occurrence. Even Jiger and the others went down the mountain in such a mess...... Virgil's head was in turmoil, on the one hand, he told himself that the lord could not die. On the one hand, there is always a picture of my own brain in my mind.

Knock knock knock......

Just as the knight was in thought, there was a crisp knock at the door.

"Who?"

Virgil asked aloud.

"It's me, Trannie, guardian of Lord Bradley of the Overwatch. I am his mother. ”

The man outside the door replied. Keyuan

Virgil wondered a little, what was the matter with the guardian of the Lord of Overwatch looking for him?Bradley, after all this time together, Virgil knew that many times he was just a child, and many things needed to be guided, and the person who guided him behind his back would not be his uncle, but only his mother. This is the Lady Tranie who has come to find her now.

The knight opened the door, and although he was upset, he showed due etiquette to the noble lady.

"You may be seated, ma'am. ”

Virgil said. He bent down slightly and made an elegant gesture.

"You didn't come to me here for small talk, did you?" asked Virgil straight to the point, he was really not in the mood to hang out with a woman here.

"I suppose it's for Lord Rhodes?"

He then asked.

"Now, apart from this, what else do you and I care about?"

Trannie stared at the handsome man in front of her and replied softly.

"So, do you think someone did it on purpose? Or did some people actually hear something?"

Virgil said, turning to pour Tlaney a glass of wine. Beer, spirits, these are the wines between men, wine, which was used to entertain nobles and ladies, and Virgil had it in his room, though it was rarely used.

"What do you really hear? Hehe, do you think it's possible? Even Jiger and they don't know about Rod's life and death, how can anyone else know?"

Trannie took the wine, shook it twice, and then said in a flat voice.

"Then you also think that someone is deliberately spreading rumors?"

Virgil sat down, his gaze melancholy and heavy.

"Of course. Moreover, this person may well have very sinister intentions. ”

said.

"Who the hell is he, and what is his purpose?"

Virgil asked, leaning forward.

"I don't have proof, but Trevor is suspicious. Originally, after Cyril's death, he had a chance to inherit the throne. But Rhodes acquiesced in the position to my son, Bradley. ”

"Trevor?"

Virgil frowned, and he remembered the man's appearance at last. It was an insignificant little person who often hid in the corner during meetings. Although his identity should not be a small person, that posture and that gaze always make people unable to associate with the big guys.

"Hmm...... To be exact, I should call him 'Uncle'. ”

whispered.

"In other words, this is an internal matter of your family, in order to fight for the dominance of the Overwatch Fortress?"

Virgil asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Why do you have to say so clearly?"

returned.

"Lord Rhodes once acquiesced in Bradley's accession, so ...... All right...... So, if Lord Rhodes is gone, he can slowly squeeze out the position of your mother and son?"

Virgil said. However, in his heart, the knight despised the family, and the Overwatch was already like this, and it was still fighting for its dominance. What is left of this castle? In a town of less than a thousand people, the nobility has long since gone. Towns withered and farmland was abandoned. In such a ruined city, there are people who are so happy and happy.

You can understand it this way. "However, we must make an alliance for the return of Lord Rhodes and for the long-term peace of the Overwatch. We have to agree. ”

"Yes. Tell me how to quell these rumors?"

Virgil asked with a straight face. However, he saw that the lady in front of him was looking at him with a pair of ambiguous eyes.