Section 50 Commitments

Section 50 Commitments

What if he didn't give up? At most, he could find another witness and make another accusation! Irina thought with some anger. Why is everyone expecting her to make a fool of herself? They all want to see her slap themselves? Isn't there anyone who understands her predicament?

"How do you know that?" said Irina, trying to change the subject. She has been learning from the old man in the black robe for a long time, and she has been squeezed out of her potential, just like a washerwoman who completely wrings out the moisture of her clothes. She thought she was going to squeeze out the last drop of water and hang it up to dry.

"Although I am not in good health, I am neither deaf nor blind!" replied the black-robed old man in a cold voice. "As you already know, Thomas was badly wounded before the War began—it was actually Ashrufat who helped you defeat the Paro. Talent like him is hard to come by. If you want his loyalty, then you must give him justice and kill Ryan. In my opinion, exchanging that kid from Ryan for Ashrufat is a very good deal, and it can be regarded as a windfall profit. ”

"I'll give him enough compensation. Irina replied.

"What kind of compensation, what kind of compensation, what kind of compensation can appease such a man?"

"I will transfer Thomas's territory to him. Irina gritted her teeth. Thomas's territory is an extremely wealthy one, and Ashrufat should be satisfied. "And I'm ...... Let him take the position of captain of the palace guard, and let him sit in the royal council. ”

Such a reward is enough to erase any grievance—no one can refuse such a great reward. If that doesn't work, you can promote Ashrufat to the rank of Marquis.

"Is Ryan really worth the effort you put into shelter?" the old man sighed.

"I have just made him 'temporary' the position of Grand General, and then immediately arrested him on charges of treason and murder, what will my knights think of me, what will my people think of me, what will the rest of the nations think of me?" "Do I have to look like a fool who keeps making mistakes to be satisfied?"

"The king is never afraid of making mistakes, but he is afraid that his subordinates will lose faith in him. The black-robed old man replied a little lonely. "Irina, you are indeed not fit to be a queen. You're just an ordinary girl. Although I try my best to change your ......"

"Why am I not fit to be a queen?"

"If you do that, you will have lost Ashrufat. ”

"No knight can refuse such a great reward!" replied Irina. Ashrufat didn't know if he stayed in Loren City, but he didn't see him at Thomas's funeral today, so it can be seen that he shouldn't have cared much about Thomas's death. That's how it should be. The man who really cares about Thomas, Knight Leo is dead. Although this is not a happy outcome, it is barely acceptable to all parties.

"You won't believe anything you say now. The black-robed old man replied, this time he didn't even have the strength to be angry. "But you'll soon find out. Do you think that Ashruphat was born as a mercenary but pretended to be a knight, making you think that he could be bought casually?"

"Isn't it?"

"Hmph...... In your opinion, are the knights noble and brave, and the rest of the people are lowly and lowly? Even if there is occasional talent, it is vulgar and unbearable......? Hum...... Descent Theory. Think about it, if Ashrufat was so easily bribed, you wouldn't have seen me at all!" the old man suddenly chuckled. "Irina, let me tell you a secret. A secret that only Thomas and I know...... Thomas was actually an adopted son, and his biological parents were probably beggars or vagabonds. They abandoned him, and he was fortunate enough to be adopted by a knight. General Thomas, who is of noble blood, brave and wise, admired and loved by everyone, is actually just an outcast whose parents don't know who they are!"

"Irina, you don't understand people's hearts, you don't know what kind of people are potential dangers, what kind of people are worth relying on, you don't know how to choose one of the two, and you don't know what the way of a king is. It's not your fault, you only have half a year to learn, and for now I can only hope that this lesson will be remembered by you forever. I want you to always remember what I taught you, and then take time to grasp them. ”

The old man picked up a whistle with a trembling hand and put it to his lips and blew it. The two servants immediately appeared, supporting the black-robed old man and leaving.

Irina returned to the castle (which was next to the cemetery and where she was temporarily staying) and walked into the room alone. When she came out of the room, she had an extra letter in her hand.

"Someone," Irina shouted, and several of her attendants and guards immediately appeared. "Who of you knows where Count Ashrufat is?"

The attendants looked at each other, and at the end of the day, a well-informed person spoke.

"I heard that he was temporarily living in the town of Boleon, which is very close to here, but I didn't see him at today's funeral. The man said. "It's strange, why did he come here and not attend the funeral?"

"Help me bring this letter to Count Ashrufat. She handed the letter to the man. "Personally handed it over to him. ”

She had written the promise of her territory and office on the letter, and it was clearly implied that the matter of the complaint should end there. If Ashrufat was a smart man, he should stop there. If he really is her knight, then he should think more about her than act recklessly.

Ryan was content in his room.

Thomas built four private castles on his own land - for he was indeed wealthy, and had no place to use his money. Ryan is one of those buildings where he is now. Her Royal Highness and her retinue took up residence in the castle of Berleon, while the nobles who had come to the funeral were mostly in the town of Berleon, where they lived in peasant or hunter's huts.

It's noon, and the smell of lunch wafts into people's noses from time to time, making people feel very comfortable.

He would have had to appear in the morning as an accused in the Court of Honour (as is customary, trials in the Court of Honour always take precedence), but in fact he was not to be brought to trial at all. And a few of his servants soon brought him the good news he had hoped for—Leo was dead. It is said that he was shot several bullets in the chest and died on the spot.

The musket was such a good thing that it was no wonder that the Paros were quick to embrace the new weapon, even allowing the knights to pick up the musket.

As soon as the complainant dies, the court will naturally not be able to try it. There was no doubt that this was a solution with a lot of side effects, but at this point he really had no other choice.

Someone pushed open the door, and it was Rook who entered. Rook has been busy since yesterday.

"Uncle, what are you preparing?" Ryan asked.

"A small drinking party for all those who have helped in this big trouble. Rook replied. His expression was also relieved. "This is important, dear nephew, and while we have finally solved the problem, your reputation has hit rock bottom. Anyone will speculate that you have something to do with this murder. ”

"Swallow's funeral has just ended...... It's not suitable......"

"No, that's just right. For the sake of Thomas's affairs, the nobles have not been able to participate in any entertainment for a long time. Again came to this poor ravine. Holding a proper drinking party at this time is an extremely clever way to curry favor. Rook replied. "And I have already sent a letter to Ashrufat. ”

"Deliver a letter?"

"Warning letter. I've made a list of his crimes, and if he doesn't compromise, then it will immediately turn into accusations. Rook replied. "Leo was stabbed, and fools know that you are the most suspicious. In the near future, we try not to do anything sensitive. However, Ashrufat is a smart man, and he should know how to advance and retreat. Hmph, we'll wait for the wind to subside before we clean him up!"

There was a commotion outside. Rook and Ryan glanced at each other and walked out the door together. The source of the commotion came from a wounded man with a bleeding head, which Rook recognized as the messenger he had sent.

"What's going on?" Rook asked, parting the crowd and stepping forward. "Has the letter arrived?"

The servant's face was full of pain and grievance. "The letter arrived, but Ashrufat ...... The Earl, having read the letter, grabbed me by the collar and threw me out of the door. I hit my head on a rock......"

"What?!" a solemn expression appeared on Luke's face. He casually comforted the servant, and then went back to the room with Ryan.

"How many guards do we have. Luke asked as soon as he entered the room. "Is it reliable?"

"More than a dozen, all of which I brought from Cassilos, are absolutely reliable. ”

"More than a dozen...... Not enough! Use your temporary position as a general to transfer another batch of knights. ”

"What's going on?"

"Ashrufat, that guy...... Looks like I'm underestimating him. I originally thought he was a foreigner, with no connections and no foundation, and he didn't dare to do anything. Looks like that guy ...... No, it could be that I'm thinking too much. Rook's face was cloudy. "He's a clever man, he shouldn't have done such a stupid thing! What's the good of killing you? Only by a public trial, and a gesture of revenge for Thomas, can he gain fame......"

His brow furrowed. For the first time in such a long time, he couldn't see through a person and judge the other person's next move.

"In short, be on guard and never go out this afternoon. Ryan, in the evening, when the nobles had gathered in the castle, he was out of options. Tomorrow Princess Irina will go back, and you must join her team!"

He continued to ponder for a long time before looking up at the window. "Maybe I'm overthinking...... It's just a gesture of negotiation on his part...... Ryan, I have a very bad premonition......"

However, Rook's concern seems to be overwhelmed. The afternoon was calm. When dusk, when the nobles who were attending the reception arrived one by one, Rook finally put aside his uneasiness.

Wine and delicacies, staggered. Because there has been no social event for a long time, almost all the guests at Ryan's cocktail party have arrived. Rook and Uncle and Lane were hospitable here, and received a lot of favor. A group of nobles gathered to talk and point out.

"Ah......h

The guests and hosts looked at the door together in surprise. With a muffled thud, the door was pushed open, and a bloodied guard stumbled in, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground at the end. Then, Ashruphat walked through the gate, heavily armed and sword in hand.

"Guys, I'm sorry I wasn't invited. Ashrufat's words were very polite, but the cold killing intent in his voice was refreshing. "But I have a promise to fulfill to Duke Lane. ”