Red arrows that melted into the clouds of fire flew from the west and landed into the windows of the Reeves family's castle.

The young girl sat at her desk by the window, quietly flipping through the damage report that had been sent to her collar. The magic lamp glowed, cloning her in a hazy shimmer.

The injured farmers and ruined houses can be healed and rebuilt, and the real problem lies in the farmland contaminated by the rat people.

The rat people are not only afraid of the speed of reproduction, but also the pollution of farmland and water wherever they pass.

The alarming figures in the report, as well as the damage caused by the attack on Levi and the resulting riots, mean that this year's harvest will be ugly for Ausulonde.

There was only one month left before the autumn harvest, but they fell before the autumn harvest.

Taking out the quill from the inkwell, she wrote a beautiful note on the report:

It is forbidden to drink stagnant water, bury the wells where the incident occurred, boil all water sources for drinking, burn polluted wheat fields, search farmers' barns and homes, and prevent the people who are distressed about their food from hiding contaminated grains and causing corruption to spread.

A fiery red afterimage suddenly fell on the windowsill and leaped to the desk, its flapping wings drying the ink.

A smile appeared on Shujing's face, and she removed the report and removed the letter from the fire raven's paws.

At this moment, there was a noise of footsteps from outside the hallway.

Bang –

A lively maiden burst into the room with a raised black skirt and shouts.

"Stupid brother is writing again? What did he say! ”

"He said that he knew about the affairs of the territory, and bought a thousand gold coins of grain and sent it back."

"The little boy who followed my ass all day grew up." Leila pretended to be mature and said with relief, her smart eyes suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute, where did he get so much money!?" ”

Levi's ...... Annan: He is now a warlock. ”

"Huh...... He's not going to be ......"

"Don't always look at those ......," Editia reluctantly handed the crumpled letter to her sister.

"The words are still so ugly, sister, you never talk about him...... It turned out to be a few thousand gold coins stolen from a villain. Leila puffed up her chest proudly, "It's the pride of our Reeves family." ”

"Is there anything you'd like to say to your brother?"

"Let him take care of ...... No! ”

Lella ran out as if she had broken in.

Bell - bell -

The sound of the bell on the bell tower echoed in the fading night, leaving only Editilia and her swaying shadow in the bedroom.

Leila is a fool who never doubts her family, and spends her days either fighting or on the way to fighting.

Ittilia is not.

She was keenly aware that her brother's lack of a reply for several days was not due to the simple reason of "rat infestation lockdown".

Nothing can cut off the feelings of the Reeves family, not even the nezumi.

Itilia wrote back, hoping that he would tell the truth about what had happened at home.

In the middle of the night, the fire raven falls through the open window, waking up Editia who is resting in a chair.

In the glow of the magic lamp, the crooked text briefly describes him being slandered as an imposter by the evil nezumi, then imprisoned in a dungeon, and then rescued with the help of Olmedo and his friends.

It seems that everything is getting better......

But is that really the case?

Editia lay down at her desk and wrote: Dear brother......

……

Late at night, Francois carried the fourth chest into his bedroom from the carriage.

Lifting the lid of the chest, those lovely golden elves lie quietly in the chest.

"Those slaves have been freed by me, and they know that you saved them."

The king of the north is in the limelight, and the backers of Black Tierrez dare not provoke him. Not surprisingly, Francois should have fallen apart after his "sack".

Francois found Annan without much joy: "What's wrong with you? ”

"My sister said that the crisis is not over yet, and the enemy is still around." Annan, who had just received a reply, said.

The members of the secret society are good people, Francois is good people, the Olmedo family is good people, and the countess is good people...... So who are the bad guys?

"Do you have any ideas?" Annan asked him.

"We're too weak now, or rather, we're not integrated into Breezy City......"

A king of the North who has no real power and is a bad one, a notorious baron, and the only Geoffrey Olmedo who brought in Mustard because of his father.

"Let's have another feast." Francois proposed.

"We need to be strong to face the storm."

……

It was still the Wine Lady who was in charge of preparing the invitation.

Annan, who had nothing to do, went to the city lord's mansion in the morning and personally invited Olmedo to tonight's banquet. The young lord readily agreed.

"What do you think of Viscount Reagan?"

Annan's eyes moved away from the bustling square outside the window: "I've only passed by there a few times. ”

"We're not far from answering...... When it's over, do you want to be a nobleman? I can give you that land. ”

Annan was about to say something when there was a sharp knock on the oak door.

"Come in."

The captain of the guard whom Annan had seen in the dungeon broke in: "The viscount is dead......"

Viscount Reagan, who falsely accused Annan, died in the dungeon, along with the half-blood giants who guarded him.

It didn't take long for a second bad news to arrive, and Viscount Reagan's territory was also attacked.

Olmedo hurried to the dungeon, and Annan returned to the manor, and then wondered about the attack - why didn't the Half-Blood Giant and Viscount Reagan do it directly to cover up the incriminating evidence?

In the afternoon, there was finally good news.

Kadalina and the ogre came out safely, with the orcs with them.

A slow and heavy caravan drove into the manor.

Annan, who was standing in the living room, retired from the maid, leaving only Deella behind.

Two hideous silhouettes and a familiar stench emerge from the steps outside the door: a brown orc with protruding canine teeth and an ogre with a cloth wrapped around his chest and waist.

The ogre stepped into the rich, bright living room and looked down at the tiny human. Its thick palm could easily grab Annan, and even Deira didn't have time to save Annan when it struck.

But Annan still looked at the ogre honestly.

"I've prepared a huge apple pie."

"I'll fight for you." The ogre bowed his head in obedience.

Then Annan looked at the orcs that had been enclosed.

"Short, you take me back to Grogda, and I'll help you fight."

Annan took them in and began to arrange the first thing: bathing.

Annan had no substantial evidence that ogres and orcs possessed body odor, but cleaning and soaking only made them go from unbearable to slightly unpleasant.

You may cut a piece of meat from them and roast it with a stench.

The ogre, sitting on the grass and ready to enjoy a large apple pie, looked at Annan: "Are you thinking of something offensive?" ”

"Are ogres sharp?"

"Most of my kind are stupid and blind, but I'm different." The ogre said, "The only difference between me and the two-headed mage is that I am missing a head. ”

"But you don't seem to have a good sense of smell."

"Because we numb ourselves with the familiar." The ogre said like a philosopher.

(End of chapter)