The carriage with the black-bottomed shield flag came to a steady halt outside the chapel, and Sir Lawrence turned over and dismounted and opened the door of the carriage, still moving as steady as a rock.

The long black dress with white lace matched Allen's delicate but vigorous body, and the girl with loose blond hair jumped out of the carriage and smiled at the knight beside her: "Can you wait for me, Uncle Lawrence?"

"Lady Angelica doesn't want you to lose time. The middle-aged man still had the same solid expression, and his cheeks, which had been motionless, suddenly slackened a little: "But since it's late, let her wait a little longer." ”

Alan stuck out his tongue mischievously and tilted his little head towards the open door of the church. Sir Lawrence, who was standing by the carriage, never took his eyes off the maiden, and his gaze was more kind than ever.

Probably because it was not yet time for morning prayer, the church was deserted, and only a lone figure sat on the bench in the front row. I don't know why, Alan suddenly felt a little nervous, obviously only a few steps away from the person, and his arms were quietly behind his waist.

Edward was still seated, but Eren knew he knew it was him, the bad guy...... The girl pouted, and suddenly had the urge to leave with a shake of her head, but she still gritted her teeth and walked over, but she didn't expect him to stand up suddenly, with a solemn look on her face: "Miss Allen, are you here to pray too?"

Alan blushed suddenly, but he still said angrily: "I am about to leave, and I will return to The Hague Castle at noon today, with my mother." ”

"So, that's why I'm here to ask...... Would you like to go back with us? The blonde girl only felt that her cheeks were hot, but she still insisted on finishing the rest of the words, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Anyway, even if you go with us, it won't take up too much space, and your mother will definitely not let you sleep on the deck!"

"You're going back so soon?" Edward looked at Alan with some consternation, "It seems that you have just finished your coming-of-age ceremony, don't you plan to stay for a while?"

"It's okay...... Anyway, the purpose of coming has been achieved. Alan couldn't help but look away, straightened his small chest as if he was saying very casually, but he still unconsciously hid his hot cheeks in his chest: "Father, he must also want me ......to go back quickly."

"I don't think so—pardon me, but Viscount Otto would have preferred to see you find your sweetheart to go back with, wouldn't it be ...... to go back like that?"

"You knowingly bastard...... Allen's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and the trembling girl finally broke out completely, aiming at the face that was never in a hurry and roared angrily: "After doing that kind of thing at the coming-of-age ceremony, who else do you want me to take to Fort Hague!!"

The embarrassed blonde girl was just about to put her hand on the shoulder around her waist, but Edward grabbed her shoulder, and her delicate body kept struggling, but the movement was soft and weak, and her big water-colored eyes looked pitifully at this hateful fellow.

"I thank you for your willingness to invite me to Fort Hague, Allen—although Viscount Otto drew his sword and duel at the first sight of me, I am still willing. The corners of Edward's mouth raised an extremely confident arc: "Once it becomes my treasure, even if the Radiant Cross comes, I will not let go!"

"Talking nonsense, who, who's your treasure......"

"But please forgive me, I won't go back with you this time. Edward's expression gradually became normal: "Turin is about to declare war on the city of Bright Stars, and Knight Captain Leonardo is ready to make me his lieutenant general - this is a very big trust, I can't let him down, without him I wouldn't be able to get to where I am today." ”

"Do you have to, do you have to go?" Allen's face showed a bit of panic: "I heard that the wizards of Dominica are all a group of terrible devils, and ...... Brother Saila, Brother Saila was killed by a wizard. ”

"Don't forget, that wizard was beheaded by my own hands. Edward smiled comfortingly: "There may really be an existence in this world that can kill me, but a group of idiots who have broken their heads by studying in a small dark room, intermittent psychopaths will definitely not be one of them!"

"So...... My dear Alan, I trust that your knight will return with great honor. Edward let go of his hand and turned to walk towards the door of the church: "After all, even if I want to see Viscount Otto, I have to have something that I can handle!"

"Edward!" The worried blonde girl tried to shout out loud to stop him, but in the end her voice was so small that only she could hear it: "Must ...... Come back alive. ”

........................ Little Goodwin, who was napping against the sleepy-eyed guardrail on the stable, patted his cheek when he saw Edward coming, and walked to the side to untie the reins—the little merchant boy had become more and more like a real squire, and there was no trace of nominality in his every move.

"Lord Edward, a lord named Luson has just arrived. Seeing Edward, who was about to turn over and get on his horse, little Goodwin said as if he suddenly remembered, "He said that there is something for me to tell you." ”

"Lusen Minest......" Edward's mind immediately conjured up the hypocritical smile of a blonde youth, "what did he tell me to tell me?"

"He said it's a mercenary business, let you take care of it. Little Goodwin flipped through his body and handed a small note to Edward, and when he opened it, a line of beautiful floral characters met his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

Unlike other noble lords, the territory of the Minest family is very narrow, and there is not much land to cultivate outside of Seahorse Harbor, plus the Minest family also has to take on the responsibility of leading the kingdom's fleet, and even actively participate in the sea trade, a lot of wealth is invested in the sea, so there are not many knights or private soldiers in the family, as a wealthy family, this is quite rare.

But also because of the ocean trade, the Minest family has a very good relationship with many trading ports on the west coast, plus the Kingdom of Dominica, these two places where mercenaries thrive have become their best choice, and they have contacts with the intermediaries of many mercenary groups, and the generosity and good reputation of the Minest family make it possible to occasionally meet merchant ships escorted by mercenaries in King's Port.

Of course, no matter how good the relationship is, it is still impossible to discount - the cost of hiring a mercenary can often maintain twice the number of troops, compared to the mercenaries in Dominica who are "not picky" and are willing to accept the equivalent of goods to pay the army, the mercenaries on the West Coast do not want anything but real money, and have forced many employers to die, and they have simply got into the eyes of money.

Following the location of the note written by Lusen, Edward found a "Nightingale Tavern" near Port King's Port, and it was evident that the entire shop had been taken over - because the riots and ostracism against Dominica had not stopped, and many Dominicans were still having a hard time doing business, and this shop was one of them.

At the entrance of the shop stood two stout men, dressed in simple armour, holding large round shields and heavy javelins that could be used as short spears, and either scimitars or axes hanging from their waists—all dressed in a way rarely seen in Turin.

Edward, who turned over and dismounted, didn't say much, and casually threw a silver coin to the guy standing on the left: "Is the Silver Blood Mercenary Regiment, I want to see your leader." ”

The big man shook the silver coin in his mouth, and then opened the door impatiently, and little Goodwin, who was a little frightened, nervously grasped the corner of Edward's coat, and followed him without leaving him, looking at the "doorman" who was stronger than three of them with a little fear.

The tavern was already in shambles, full of mercenaries around the round tables, laughing and enjoying all kinds of food and drinks at the tables and bars, and it was as if he had walked through a noisy bazaar, and little Goodwin had turned pale with fright—he remembered that the aristocratic lords who had not paid their debts and made trouble in their own shops had many similarities with this one.

Passing through a group of troublesome drunkards, two men sat on the most luxurious soft couch in the tavern hall - the one on the left looked a little more gentle, and took the initiative to say hello when Edward came over, and the one on the right was much more "dashing": he was slowly tasting the wine glass, and the four girls beside him were cautiously beating his back and pinching his legs, holding the wine jug and dinner plate, waiting for him.

Squinting at Edward and little Goodwin who came over, the "dashing" uncle threw the wine glass to the girl behind him, and the pale yellow wine splashed all over her face: "You'd better tell us your name and what you're here for, otherwise I won't let you out now!"

"You must be the famous 'Hedgehog' Mr. Drake, one of the leaders of the Silver Blood. Edward spoke, "I heard that there are three leaders of the Silver Blood, where is the other one?"

"It's none of your business!"

"This is not the case. A sneer appeared on Edward's face, "Two gentlemen, Lower Edward Witwood, the brethren of the Knights of the Sacred Tree, as the lieutenant of Sir Leonardo Gombray, have come to negotiate with you on some matters concerning labor and management - you see, this has something to do with me, right?"