"It's Vicky, it's really Vicky, it's incredible, he's actually back, I always thought he was dead outside!"

"It's Brother Vicky!"

"Those people are ......"

When the old woman came to the Sakya village with Vich, Boris and the others, the whole village came alive, after all, no one else had come to this village for a long time.

And when they saw Vicky's face clearly, they were all stunned, there are many Sakya people who have left this island over the years, some of them are dead, some are missing, and some are unwilling to come back when they go out, and in the past few years, only Vicky has returned.

It can be seen that Vicky is very popular in this village, at least many people know him, and he is very surprised and happy to return to him.

But when they saw Boris and a few people, they immediately shrunk their necks, they didn't know who Boris and the others were, but it could be seen from the armor on their bodies that these were not something that the Sakya people could mess with.

Boris looked at these people with some disappointment in his heart, and he saw fear in the eyes of these people, it was fear from the heart, they were actually afraid of their own people.

It seems that Vicky is right, the Sakya people are used to being enslaved, or rather, they no longer dare to resist, and these years of life have smoothed their sharpness.

Boris couldn't help but be a little worried, is such a person really useful? Maybe they can't help the Earl at all.

"Distinguished guests, our patriarch is invited." Just when Boris was still wondering how things would develop, a girl with barely passable appearance walked in front of several people, Boris could see that she was very nervous, but the girl still tried her best to hide it.

Boris was a little surprised, because the girl actually spoke the language of the Diermans, although their pronunciation was not standard, and it could be said to be bad, but it was indeed the language of the Diermans, and he could understand it.

"Don't be surprised, Sir Sir sir that before the Wikipedians occupied our land, there were often Dirkman merchant ships coming here, so many of the older Sakya people knew some of the Dillman language, even if it was a new generation, and some of them would be a little more advanced, although it was not standard." Vicky saw Boris's surprise and explained with a smile.

"I see." Boris nodded, the old woman at the beginning didn't understand him at all, he couldn't understand the other party's words, he thought everyone was like this, but it was obvious that he was overthinking, so it was good, at least there was a way to communicate.

"Guests, please come with me, Vicky, the patriarch will let you come with you." The girl blinked, then led the way.

Several people had no objection and followed behind the girl.

"Agatha, why is the patriarch in this village, if I remember correctly, that village to the southeast?"

Vicky walked a few quick steps to the girl's side, leaned down and asked in a low voice.

The girl pursed her lips and said helplessly: "Just some time ago, those robbers occupied the village where the patriarch was located, and they disliked the patriarch for being too old, and then drove him away, so they could only come to us......"

Vicky smacked his mouth and sighed slightly, this is indeed what those Wikipedians can do, they are more hateful than bandits.

"But it's good to ......" Vicky muttered to himself, those Wikipedians are indeed very strong, they are all so strong, and the weapons in their hands are so sharp, but their brains are not good, and Vicky never looks down on them.

It's as if this time they actually let the patriarch go and let him come here, at least then the patriarch is barely "free" and can do things that they can't do under their noses.

And they must have underestimated the prestige of the patriarch in the hearts of the Sakyas, otherwise they wouldn't have done it.

The village was not very large, and after walking a few steps, they came to a small grass hut that could barely be seen.

"Guests, when you arrive, the patriarch will be waiting for you inside." The girl said respectfully.

Looking at the small grass hut in front of him, Boris frowned, their patriarch actually lived in such a place, it was really chilling, but he didn't say anything, after all, he also understood the current situation here, for some slaves who couldn't even eat enough, it was good to have a place to live, and such a small grass hut was indeed a luxury.

"You're waiting for me outside." Boris turned his head and commanded the knights behind him.

"Yes!" The knights stood upright, and they pressed their right hands on the hilt of their swords, and they stood there like statues.

Their whole bodies were wrapped in chain mail, and with such a move, they instantly looked majestic, at least the Sakyas around them were secretly frightened when they saw it, for fear that they would draw their swords and hurt people.

And at the same time of being afraid, there was also some envy, they didn't dare to think of such equipment, and they hadn't even seen it a few times before.

After giving the order, Boris turned and walked directly into the small grass hut, and Vicky followed closely behind.

The inside of the small grass hut was very dim, and there was not a single candle, but in this place where the materials were very poor, candles and other things were naturally luxuries. The layout is also very rudimentary, at least to Boris's eyes, with little to nothing other than a long table and a few barrels to serve as seats.

"Distinguished guest, welcome to our village, we are very sorry, there is nothing in the village to entertain you." On the other side of the long table, an old man sat there, and it was obvious that he was very old, and the wrinkles on his face were clearly visible, but at this moment he tried to squeeze out a smile to make his face look more pleasing to the eye.

"Honorable Sakya Patriarch, you are so polite, I am the Knight of the Inner House of the Count of Dortmund and the acting head of the Knights of the Holy Order, Boris." Boris sat down at random and introduced himself briefly.

He Wei sat opposite him, he looked at the patriarch not far away, and his heart was even more sad, he had only been here for three or four years, and the patriarch seemed to be too old for him to recognize.

Three or four years is not too short, but it is not very long, at least under normal circumstances, it will not make a person age so much, and the change in my current patriarch is enough to explain something.

"Those damn guys!" Vicky cursed inwardly, and he swore that if he could do it, he would torture the hateful bandits.

"Distinguished guests, can I know what you have come all the way to our village to do?" The patriarch seemed very cautious, he was really a little scared in his heart, not afraid of what kind of fate would happen to him, but afraid of running into some guys who wanted to enslave the Sakyas, and the boys in his village could not go on like this anymore, otherwise they would die.

"Honorable Patriarch, we are here to help you get rid of the Wikipedians' control." Boris's face did not change, and he said calmly.

"Break free from the control of the Sakyas?" The patriarch's brow furrowed, but it quickly relaxed.

"Thank you very much, Sir Sir, but the Sakya people may not be able to accept your kindness, although we are ruled, our people are used to this life, and perhaps we can still live like this." The patriarch said as usual.

Boris smiled inwardly, the other party's tone was very respectful, but he could hear a faint sense of alienation in it, and he knew what it was.

"If I had a choice, maybe I would have been blasted out of the village by him, right?" Boris thought to himself.

"But all I saw along the way was that your village was very poor, and your people couldn't even eat a full meal, and what could fill their stomachs was weeds." Boris said with a look of regret, as if he was genuinely saddened by the plight of the Sakyas.

The patriarch's brows twitched, how could he not know about those situations in the village, but there was nothing he could do.

"Perhaps, but we can always find a better life, maybe wait for us to Lord Earl Grace. Enough work has been done, and the Earl can make us live better. The patriarch said with a clear conscience.

Count Grace was the Count of Sibeck appointed by Frida, the ruler of these Sakyas, who made them the main culprits of slavery.

"I disagree on this, but before I do, maybe I can ask Vicky to tell you something if you want to save the Sakya." Boris decided not to fight with the other party, he got up and left the hut, and before leaving he gave a look at Vicky, who understood.

"I'm right outside the hut, if you need it, tell me again." Boris stood in the doorway and said a word, then walked straight out.

"Patriarch, why did you refuse to be the helper I found!" After Boris left, Go finally couldn't help it and said hurriedly.

"Vicky, do you think these people can help us?" The patriarch said lightly.

"It's not a few, it's thousands, and behind them are thousands of troops, it's the troops of Lord Count Dortmund, they are all brave soldiers, they can help us defeat those Wikipedians!" Vicky banged on the table and said impatiently.

"Thousand troops ......" The patriarch's heart chuckled, the strength of the other party was beyond his imagination, although he didn't know how the combat strength of the thousand troops was, but it was definitely not weak.

However, he was frightened by the other party's army, and his face still had that breezy look.

"And then? They're going to defeat the Wikipedians who rule us, have you thought about anything after that? The patriarch said in a deep voice.

"After that?" Vicky was stunned.

"They will become new Wikipedians, and they will continue to ride above our heads, and this is the life of our Sakyas." The patriarch slowly closed his eyes, and the sad expression made people smell sad, and those who saw it shed tears, but this did not include Vicky.

"No, Patriarch, you couldn't be more wrong!"