The tears in Orweina's eyes were not so much anger as despair - the real collapse was not that there was no way out, but that after being given the opportunity, she was cut off in front of her!

Orwina didn't think that it was definitely not without a plan that Edward would promise to lend a hand, and it was even possible that there was some ulterior secret that would hide her assassins who had attempted to assassinate the Duke and smuggle them back to Handi - but did she have any other choices? If she wanted to revive the Black Hawk clan and let the little master Renault regain the status and title that belonged to him, she could only passively accept it.

The more she waited, the more she feared, the more neglected, the more desperate she became, and the more cranky she became—especially after meeting Marco Tasker, the deep fear never left Orvina's mind.

"You are questioning my sincerity, are you?" Edward frowned, "Since I promised to help you, I would have done it—otherwise, why would I risk being hunted down by the Duke of Berrion and bring you and the venerable young master Renault from Turin City to the Vast Lands?"

"But you've been busy for yourself, busy slaughtering those innocent tribes, taking their wealth for yourself, and you don't put this matter at ease!" Orweina's face finally showed an anxious expression: "The hometown of the Black Eagle Clan is in the north, but it's already winter, and you are still staying in the Green River Valley!"

"So you think I have no intention of continuing to help you?" a sneer crossed Edward's lips, "I think you should let your little Renault master talk to me personally." ”

"Ray, Renault's little master, he ......" Ottina, who was pale, was speechless all of a sudden, and gritted her teeth: "I won't hand over the little master to you, a liar!"

"So, you don't even have the slightest sincerity. I was also counting on me to be able to fulfill my promise as soon as possible. He didn't even care about the reality of the situation!" Edward was still true to her. But the cynicism in the words is already visible even to a fool: "I am not your servant, Miss Orvina. ”

"The revival of the Black Eagle Clan requires defeating your former competitors and crushing all those who try to rebel, so that the tribes that were formerly vassal will return to the banner one by one. Edward said coldly, "Do you think you don't have enough strength to accomplish all this?"

Of course not, as a native of Hantu, Orwina knows best the laws of this land - strong tribes rule weak tribes. The powerful clans overrode the weaker ones, and without power, the revival of the Black Eagle clan was just a dream.

Despite this, Ottena was still unwilling, and said a little aggressively: "Then when will you leave the Green River Valley and help the Black Eagle Clan revivenation?"

"When I think it's most appropriate. Edward replied, of course, "At least this winter, when my legion is rejuvenated and the recruits can complete their training - otherwise, what can I do to help you defeat the contenders?"

Speechless, Orwena was silent for a moment, looking at Edward's almost cold expression. Pale and pale, she clenched her fists and left the room alone. It looks bleak.

Edward, who watched her leave, felt only a slight trace of regret - he really didn't know how to explain such a person with some kind of beautiful fantasy.

Even if he can help the Black Hawk clan revivenation, it is definitely based on a premise - that is, the power of this clan is firmly in his own hands, otherwise why do it?

This is also the reason why Edward will agree to help them, in this ancient land, there is a barbarian tribe who is willing to stand absolutely behind him, it will save a lot of trouble, and can get far more than what can be obtained by looting - although power and strength are important in this world, titles, traditions, beliefs and bloodlines are still very important, and the Black Eagle clan with absolute name will be a very important help.

What's more, if you want to go to Hantu City next and support Greene Turn, there are two ways to go - either withdraw from Hantu and follow the Kingdom Road north, or go deep into the wasteland of Hanland, through hills, mountains, forests, and rivers, and then join Greene Turn.

The former path is very safe, but it will inevitably increase the wear and tear, and the road will be long, and the latter road is not close, but if you want to pass through the wasteland of the Vast Land, it will be very helpful to have a group of native guides, not to mention the fact that there will be a lot of barbarian tribes, bandits, and enemies along the way.

And danger often comes with opportunity, and potential wealth - and since he decided, he certainly wouldn't let himself get nothing along the way.

"Your Excellency the Chief Flag Bearer, you call me?" Pushing open the door tremblingly, the clerk Virgil Brutus walked in, the young man with messy blond hair who looked quite frightened: "Please do what you ask, I will do it all!"

"Nothing, just want you to take charge of the cashing of the loot, the soldiers of the Legion and the mercenaries are clamoring for a reward. Edward smiled and waved his hand, "By the way, how is the training of the recruits?"

"I'm glad to serve you!" Virgil bowed his head sharply, "The emissaries from all the towns are already waiting in the fortress, and you can summon them at any time if you wish, and I think they will definitely give you a very reasonable price - if you wish, I can also negotiate with them on your behalf, and guarantee that you can sell them for a reasonable price." ”

To be able to carry out this kind of task, in Virgil's opinion, was the beginning of his trust in the Lord Edward Wittwood, and he certainly would not let go of such a good opportunity to show his abilities.

"As for the training of the recruits, it has always been the responsibility of Lord Salald, the Knight of the Sacred Tree, so if you want to know the specific situation, it is better to go to him. The clerk carefully considered his words: "But as far as I know, the situation should be very smooth, and both in action and mental outlook, there is no difference between the actions and the mental outlook of ordinary soldiers." ”

"Very good. Edward patted a ledger on the table, "You and my squire Goodwin will be responsible for the soldiers' salaries and rewards, as well as the commissions paid to the mercenaries, and I hope you two can get along happily." ”

"As for the recruits, I went back to take a look recently, if there is no problem, it will be compiled into the roster of the legion immediately, after all, there are still many battles to be fought in the future, and it is the current top priority to restore the legion to combat effectiveness as soon as possible, more important than anything!"

"As soon as possible?" Virgil noticed the word Edward used, "You have just wiped out the Red Horse Clan, killed thousands of barbarians, and are you about to start a war so soon?"

Virgil was even a little creepy at the thought of this—he wasn't going to make a move on the Green River Valley? Glorious Cross was on top, and this kind of raiding and then blaming the enemy on the head was not uncommon in the Kingdom of Turin!

The most recent was the Northern War, in which His Majesty appointed one of his cronies, which led to a rebellion and barbarians in the mountains taking advantage of the opportunity to plunder. Cortez, whom Edward killed with fame, was a real northern mercenary.

"War waits for no one, Scrivener Virgil. Edward smiled playfully: "Until the end of the rebellion in the entire Han Land, this war will not stop, and it will only intensify until it is calmed down as soon as possible!"

"What's more, His Highness Anson Marcherus has ordered me to go to the north immediately to join the army of Hantu City. As he spoke, Edward stood up, "I have already decided, rest for two months, not wait for the arrival of early spring, as soon as the most severe winter has passed, the legion will immediately march north to Hantu City!" (To be continued.) )