The witch thought I am a Demon God

The old witch stayed in the castle to study the pus-infected corpses of the Children of the Forest, while Ivita took people to the stables of the castle.

In front of the stable, a group of knights were waiting next to the stable, waiting for the attendants to take their horses out of the stable.

Ivita counted and found that the middle-aged knight Tavel was followed by seven knights, and behind them were also followed by forty-five armed infantry and more than two hundred peasant soldiers.

At present, there are only more than 120 guards in the castle, and these forces have become extremely important.

It was impossible for Ivita to let them die.

Ivita walked up to Knight Tavel, but Tavel arrogantly did not look at him.

Ivita said: Knight Tavel, ask your servants to go to the stables to feed your horses. We will have a tough battle soon. My people saw an army belonging to a foreign race in the forest. You chase them out now. It will only bring bad luck.

My suggestion is that we wait for work.

We stay at the castle.

Let the peasants evacuate into the castle, and let the peasants in your village hide in the manor, or take refuge in our castle.

Knight Tavel looked at Ivita with a sneer. Why are you, a mere explorer, giving orders here?

Your people saw an army in the forest? Just you explorers?

The greatest victory can be achieved by pursuing the remaining soldiers, and the greatest military merit can be achieved by pursuing the defeated enemy. You people are not knights and do not understand this.

The explorer's tactics will not work on the battlefield.

Ivita frowned. He really didn't have much qualifications. A person with qualifications could easily convince others by citing examples of wars he had participated in before.

But now my strange identity and young age cannot convince a middle-aged knight.

Knight Tavel actually spoke wildly to Ivita. Go away, explorer.

I'm going to hunt down those bastards who killed Moro, my comrade. Moro and I grew up together and learned swordsmanship together. I can't accept...I can't accept his death like this!

Ivita felt troubled.

This idiot can't help himself.

Looking at Tavel's red eyes, Ivita made one last effort and said: If you chase him out, you will definitely die.

The other party has regrouped their troops in the forest...

Knight Tavel suddenly drew his knight's sword and slashed at Ivita.

‘When~’

Black Wolf's sword intercepted Knight Tavel's sword.

Hei Lang felt that the opponent was not using all his strength, and the sword was just a deterrent.

However, this also annoyed Black Wolf. Tavel, don't go too far.

Ivita glanced at the crossed swords and knight swords in front of her, showing no fear at all. Tavel, do you want to wield your sword against your benefactors?

Tavel's expression changed. He knew that he still owed Ivita a favor.

If it weren't for Ivita, he would have fallen into the poisonous scheme of the children of the forest.

Tavel himself knew that he was in the wrong, I will kill anyone who dares to stop me.

His squire brought the horse, and Knight Tavel mounted.

He rode directly away from here, and the troops followed him.

Ivita frowned and said to the troops: Think about your families, everyone.

I assure you that the Children of the Forest army outside has regrouped. You are simply going to die this time.

If the standing army dies outside, it can be said to be the glory of soldiers, but there are still many of you who are just farmers recruited by feudal obligations.

Your wives and children are still waiting for you at home. Don't go out of the castle to die!

Some peasant soldiers hesitated.

The lord of Ambrose could conscript the serfs in his territory for ten days of war labor every year.

In other words, these farmers can only be recruited for ten days a year.

This is the result of Ambrose's serfdom system being too weak.

When Ivita said this, some of the serfs who were already reluctant hesitated.

Many people stayed where they were and did not leave with the troops.

These serfs had never received war training, and in fact they were not willing to follow Tavel to chase the enemy.

It's just that they have no way to resist the feudal duty call of the lord.

Now, when they saw Ivita, who seemed to be the actual controller of the barony, speaking like this, many of the bolder serfs really wanted to stop following the troops.

Knight Tavel turned back and sneered. Anyone who wants to stay is just a coward.

All the loot this time belongs to you. When those children of the forest escaped, they took a lot of things.

Money moves people's hearts.

As soon as he said this, some serf soldiers who originally wanted to stay wanted to follow him.

In the end, there were more than fifty peasant soldiers who stayed.

That's not bad either.

As a result, the number of soldiers in the castle was close to two hundred.

Although the quality is not necessarily high.

The service period of the peasant soldiers is indeed only ten days, but if the Children of the Forest really besiege the city, they will not be able to leave the castle and return to their hometown.

These fifty or so people were at least healthy and strong adult males.

If they stay in the castle, they will still be very useful.

Ivita still managed to get some soldiers to stay.

He asked Rayleigh and the steward [Akaranda] to arrange suitable positions for these soldiers on the walls of the castle.

Then, Hei Lang was asked to check how many bows, arrows, armors, and food were left in the castle.

If the Children of the Forest really besiege the city in the future, these are life-saving things.

Ivita took Blanton back to the second floor of the castle, called the old witch, and came to the original baron's study.

In the study, Ivita sat on the wooden stool with a backrest where the Baron usually sat, and said: Blanton, do you think we can use the name of the Moreau family to write to Grand Viscount Ambrose and request He supports us?

Blanton immediately said: Of course, sir.

The old witch spoke bluntly. It was possible before. After all, this is the Grand Viscount's country, but it's not possible now.

Because... you see, the Viscount Kingdom seems to be divided into two factions now. They have no time to take care of themselves. I think it is precisely because of this that the sons of the forest dare to appear again.

Ivita frowned. What level of professional is that ancient soul?

At most it is the third level, just like me. The old witch said: Because of the existence of the Thousand Years Fire, it is impossible for the children of the forest to exert power above the third level in this place.

Although they are all third-level professionals, they are all good at different things and their strength cannot be the same.

Brenton suddenly became curious. So what are you good at?

The old witch said it bluntly and with some pride: I am best at escaping.

Branton's eyes widened and he looked at Ivita and then at the old witch. this……

Ivita sighed. Since it can only exert the power of the third level at most, I don't have to worry too much.

The old witch said: Your Majesty, do we really want to fight a tough battle with the Children of the Forest here? That should have been the responsibility of the nobles and the city council of the independent country of Viscount Ambrose. What does this have to do with us!

Hearthstone Witch. Ivita looked at her seriously. Rights and obligations are equivalent.

Those who enjoy rights must fulfill corresponding obligations.

A lord who gives up his territory and his people will only be abandoned by his own people.

If I leave here now, the barony we finally got will be gone from our hands.

After hearing this, Branton suddenly felt that Ivita was a very responsible royal family.

Sure enough, he was not wrong in entrusting his territory to such a person.

The Great Witch of Hearthstone rolled her eyes, seemingly not listening at all.

However, at this moment, she suddenly thought of Hearthstone Castle, and for the first time she had the idea of ​​returning to Hearthstone Castle.

She wanted to go back and see what it had become after so many years.

But soon, she stopped this idea.

They witches are at home everywhere!

Ivita asked the old witch, What exactly is the Thousand Years Fire? You have always mentioned it before, and the children of the forest are also afraid of the Thousand Years Fire.

The old witch replied: Thousand-year-old fire, this involves Ambrose's past history.

All I know are just some legends, but I can tell you about them.