After accepting the banquet of the Viscount Andrew, Gao Wen and his entourage were temporarily placed in the rooms in the castle - under the special request of Gao Wen, including two soldiers, the waitress Betty and the amber have clean and tidy rooms available.

Anyway, the castle of Viscount Andrew is very big.

After the screenkeeper retired, Herti couldn't help but ask the question: "Ancestral ancestor, do you think the Viscount Andrew can stand it?"

Although it is a neighbor of the Territory, Herti is deeply acquainted with the nobility. That is neither good faith nor glory - although they usually emphasize these two points, they are lacking. Especially in this remote and savage southern border region, the way the nobles lived was even more unbearable. Now that the Cecil family has completely fallen to the bottom, in addition to suddenly smashing out an ancestor, it is a plus item. Heti has no ambition to take any advantage in the confrontation with other nobles.

"I can't rely on it? I didn't think about it at all," Gao Wen's answer made Herti very surprised. "I didn't know what the Viscount Andrew was like a few hours ago."

Next to Rebecca was shocked: "Ah? Then you talked to him so much..."

"Because this is necessary," Gao Wen looked at Rebecca. "We can't describe it with a dead end. We don't want to say that those who are in trouble will have to feed. You can look at your own pocket. Is there a meal for the next meal? So we must seek help. The Viscount Andrew is just a choice that has not been chosen. Besides him, can you find someone you know in the South? And when it comes to him, How reliable... I don’t know him or his family. Even his territory is heard from your mouth two days ago. How do I know that he is not reliable?”

Rebecca felt that his head could not turn around: "So why do you think he will help?"

The answer was not Gao Wen, but the amber that had been squatting at the table and stuffing the grapes into his mouth. The half-elf licked his mouth and glared at Rebecca with a blank eye: "Stupid, because he didn't want to lose money. ”

"Don't want to lose money?"

"When the Philip Knight brought the refugees to the town of Tanzan, the prince Andrew had already made a decision," Amber said without hesitation. "He can close the gates and other refugees." Retire yourself or starve to death - don't take any mutual help to say things. In such remote areas, the kingdom's laws are not as good as the merchant's gold coins. Since the Viscount accepted the refugees, it means that he is going from Sethi. If the family receives compensation, he has both the idea and the confidence of the Cecil family to repay the debt. You see, the transaction was established at that time, and today...just expanded the scope of the transaction. It’s clear.”

Rebecca stunned at Amber: "You... how can you understand these things? Is the thief threshold so high this year?"

Amber licks his teeth: "Is this very deep? I don't understand the logic of your nobles and a lot of rules, but I know at the very least the truth that thieves don't go empty - when it comes to interests, your nobility and that Do you have a difference between thieves who don’t want to go empty?"

Rebecca was furious and pulled out his staff to summon a big fireball: "You have to take care of your own mouth, believe it or not, I really have a fireball on your face!"

Amber seems to have eaten this young lord lord will not play really, but also hippie smile and provoke: "There is a skill you have a cold arrow out ~~"

Her voice just fell, she felt a cold in her ear, a cold arrow almost flew past her ear, and a piece of ice was frozen on the wall behind her, not far from Heti. Keeping a finger up, look cold and indifferent: "You want the ice arrow."

A drop of cold sweat fell on the amber face, and the horror of the distance between the Frostbolt and the skin just exceeded the Frostbolt itself. She couldn’t help but wonder how high the magic trick could be. .

Rebecca smacked his lips slightly: Aunt Herti’s aggressive magic is as good as ever, and it’s a bit of a stroke...

Gao Wen clap his hands and ended this short farce: "Well, let's be your own, and all converge."

The old ancestors still use the words, whether they want to or not, Herti and Rebecca both put up their staff and expressed obedience, and although Amber is escaping, he knows how to accept it (mainly a cold ice). The deterrent power of the arrow is really great. The flat mouth is no longer snoring.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the house. After getting permission from Gao Wen, the little maid Betty pushed the door and walked in.

"Master, Mrs. Herti, Miss Rebecca," Betty screamed and jumped over the amber. "The Philip Knight is here."

"Oh, waiting for him," Gao Wen nodded, then noticed the pan on Betty's hand. "Wait... how do you still hold it?"

Betty blinked and thought about it: "Because... I haven't gotten home yet, just throw it away, afraid of losing it."

Gao Wen slammed his head: "You... well, you are free."

A moment later, the Philip Knight, who led the refugees led by Cecil, entered the room.

What makes Gao Wen a bit surprised is that this is a pretty young warrior: he seems to be only in his early twenties, with a short blond hair, a deep eye socket, and a high nose. Although the five senses are not good, As a martial artist's heroic temperament and tall figure is enough to make him stand out among ordinary people. Because it is always in the same time, the other party is not wearing armor, but is dressed in a uniform, with a long sword at the waist, and in the exposed arms and neck, you can also see the unfolded bandage.

He did break with a wound.

"Lord Lord, ma'am," Philippe Knight immediately saluted Rebecca and Herti after entering the house. "I am so happy to see you safe and sound."

"Philippe Knight, get up," Rebecca quickly picked up the other side. "Thanks to you, you can keep the soldiers and civilians."

She noticed the bandage on the other side: "These injuries..."

"It’s got through the breakout, but it’s much better,” Philip said quickly. “The Viscount Andrew arranged the pastor and pharmacist for me. But...”

The young knight showed a distressed look, and there was shyness and annoyance in his face.

"You mean the gold and silver that let you bring out the castle," said Herti. "No need to put it in the heart." Those things were supposed to cope with the needs of the time. When we let you take it, we said it. It is up to you."

"Please don't worry, in fact, the gold and silver that was taken away by the Viscount Andrew is only a part," Philippe's face looked better, then lowered his voice and said, "Before entering the city, I handed over some of the property to several confidant soldiers. Some of them were buried outside the city. I was worried that if the Viscount Andrew was too greedy, at least some money would be left to support everyone, or the soldiers could make their own living..."

Gao Wen nodded slightly. This is a young man who has the courage and the mind. He can guard a large group of non-combat civilians with a dozen soldiers in the area. This shows his bravery and enters. Before the territory of the nobility, knowing that he could not compete with the nobility, he could think of how to preserve the property that the owner gave to himself, and even thought of arranging the soldiers to make their own living. This is even more difficult.

So he showed his approval: "It’s doing a good job. How many people have survived?"

In fact, Philip actually saw Gao Wen in the room from the beginning - after all, the latter's block is also really eye-catching. At the moment, when he heard the other person’s question, he finally had the opportunity to ask: “Are you just...”

"It seems that the Viscount Andrew has told you," Hetty nodded. "This is the ancestor of the Cecil family, the founding father of Ansu, Li..."

I didn't wait for the other party to finish Gaowen and quickly interrupted: "I have to do it. The name of the old middle school does not need to be said. Listen to the goose bumps..."

Without saying this, Philip has already kneel down in front of Gao Wen: "Duke of Gaowen! I... I heard about this news, but I did not expect this to be true! You are the model of all knights. I grew up..."

"How come it is not finished yet!" Gao Wen quickly picked up Philip. As a foreigner who occupied other people's bodies, he was an unprecedented embarrassment at the moment. "You tell me how many people have survived?"

Philip finally managed to control the excitement, and his face sank with this topic: "There were only a thousand people who broke out on the same day, and later lost those who met the magic attack, injured the team, died of the disease, and finally lived. It’s less than 900 in the town of Tanzan..."

“How much is it?”

" Eight hundred and seventy-three people - in addition to me, 16 are official soldiers, 30 are militia, and the rest are civilians."

Rebecca’s body swayed.

"Is this the last surviving number of Cecil's collar..." Heti whispered, "I didn't expect..."

Gao Wen took a picture of Hertty's shoulder: "Do you know how many people were we just ran out of the belly when we were just over seven hundred years ago?"

Hetty looked to Gao Wen: "At that time..."

"How many tens of thousands of people," Gao Wen sighed. "So today's situation is really big."

Hetty: "..."

At the same time, in the office of the Viscount Andrew, the Viscount was writing a secret letter.

The secret letter was written directly to the king.

Due to the existence of the wasteland, Ansu regarded the South as the most important barrier of the kingdom at the beginning of the founding of the country. Even though the south is now too long, some regulations that last for hundreds of years are still continuing in this area. ——Every noble and small in the south is the direct vassal of the Ansu royal family. They all have the right to talk directly to the king, and they have the obligation to report directly to the king.

"To pay tribute to His Majesty the King, your direct vassal will say hello to you.

"The catastrophic encounter in the south of Cecil's collar should have been known in the last letter. Now there is a new accident here. This is a bizarre event, but the court has personally confirmed that it is true.

"The ancestor of the Cecil family, the founding father of Ansu, the top of the seven generals, Gao Wen Cecil, has recently returned to the world.

"The courtiers saw the light coming on the waste soil of Cecil's collar. The invading monsters were all destroyed by the light, and then there was a dragon. (On the dragon, the minister will have a detailed performance) When I went to investigate, I went to see the resurrection of the spirit with the Viscount Cecil..."