When Dalton pushed open the door and entered, the Earl of the Bay was busy writing a paper letter. He asked the captain of the guard to wait aside while he frowned and thought about his words. There were only two sofas in the study room for guests to rest on. Dalton chose the one closest to them to sit on. Its armrests were made of metal and had no warmth at all. The fire was burning brightly in the fireplace, but the damp cold air still penetrated all the way. He was not used to the climate here, just like DeWitt couldn't stand the flaming moon in Iron Claw City.
After noon, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the port came to life again, with blue waves rippling on the singing sea. Since the meeting tower of Beacon Town was only three blocks away from Iron Dragon Port, the whistle coming from far away seemed to be as sharp and piercing in the ears. DeWitt knocked the bottle cap off when he was dipping it in ink, so he simply kicked it away. The noise outside the window obviously interfered with the count's thinking, so Dalton gently pulled out the cursed sword and used magic to block the sound.
Suddenly, the only sound left in the quiet study was the rustling sound of the pen tip moving.
The hands of the clock rotated three times before he stopped to dry his handwriting. "What's so important that you leave your elf and come to me?"
This is not blame. Dalton pretended not to hear the lord's teasing tone: "I didn't go to see Ingrid, sir. My job is to protect your safety."
The earl shook his head, "You really don't know how to take advantage of any loopholes. It's boring."
After the captain of the guard reported to the lord the news that Ronald the Lion was about to arrive at Knight's Bay, DeWitt's face was not good-looking, but it was still much better than receiving the letter from Duke Tracy.
"Maybe these astrologers have never seen the sea." DeWitt complained, "Why are two of them coming to my territory?"
"You have known about this for a long time, sir." Your Majesty the Lion did not conceal his whereabouts, and news came from the Royal Capital and the Garden of Flowing Water respectively. "Lion" Ronald Zackery, the sky messenger of the Sky Tower's Croy, was originally expected to arrive at the bay the day before yesterday, but it's still too late now. Dalton certainly wouldn't use these words to irritate him.
"Didn't you say that they are here to find someone? The lion came so on time, could it be that he found him?"
"Sir, the news I got is that he came alone." Dalton repeated the information verbatim. "Originally, it was planned that Controller Giles would receive him at Tide Sound Castle, but the Lion was there. He left the banquet in the middle of the banquet, and he is currently with Her Excellency Helen, the witch of destiny."
"It's probably because a woman with a fishy smell doesn't suit his taste. I would rather he communicate with Giles for a while so that he can share with us his experience in getting along with his companions."
Dalton had never seen the Lion, but he was impressed by the Witch of Destiny. She gave me tips to be careful about toxins in my blood. Giles was one of the two stumbling blocks for them to gain a foothold in Knights Bay, and he always treated him with caution. Although the prophecy was completely useless, the captain of the guard believed that she was at least not an enemy, which meant that she might be able to help DeWitt and his cause.
However, the count's attitude towards the witch was different from his own, and Dalton felt that he seemed a little afraid of her. The Sky Realm is indeed worthy of awe, Eastman does not even have such a mysterious creature that has crossed the Path of Death, and even Tracy often warns... Even so, Dalton also feels that his lord is a bit embarrassed. It's my fault. After realizing the benefits of high mystery, he couldn't help but think about what DeWitt would say if he were the Sky Realm now. They couldn't possibly fear anyone from Eastman anymore anyway.
Maybe he'll relax once he gets used to it. Dalton poked the fire with an iron drill, and the flames in the stove were as red as blood. But when he observed carefully, the blood flames returned to bright orange.
When the ink was completely dry, the lord carefully rolled the parchment and sealed it with white wax paint. He inserted the candle back into its silver stand and left the fish-scale coat of arms of Knight's Bay on the melted wax. A few days ago, a captain persuaded him to use blue sealing wax, because the sea people who believe in Elvins, the god of dawn, regard white candles as a fetish. At that time, Dalton only hoped that DeWitt would not get angry and let him go to the captain later. The fact that the lord didn't like the fish-men showed that DeWitt just glared at him and didn't say anything else.
"Find me a messenger crow," the lord ordered. "A church pigeon will do, too. I really hate those pink petals that break when touched."
"Who are you sending this message to?" The capital of Motog fell to Eastman because of a raven, and historians called it the "Raven War." Since then, few nobles have used birds to convey messages. "If it were given to Duke Tracy, the southern country is far away..."
"...Magic is more reliable. You don't need to remind me of this." The Earl threw the letter to him, "Since you are so long-winded, you will deliver it. This is a reply to the Archbishop."
"Archbishop?" Dalton was confused. When did Paton Forest, Archbishop of the Kingdom, become associated with DeWitt? When they were in Iron Claw City, the other party never looked at them. Easter once told DeWitt that what Lord Paton hates most is aliens and illegitimate children. But it didn't matter, DeWitt was equally impatient with his whining.
"Last night he suddenly sent a letter asking me about the current situation of the Gaia Church in the bay. It's just baffling, isn't it? But I can't help but reply. Those captains whispering every day is enough for me, plus Priests of Gaia I would definitely go crazy.”
"The archbishop will not take the initiative to write letters. Has something happened to the church in the Gulf?" Dalton reminded.
"I think he can't stand it anymore. The Silent School sent wizards to the kingdom, and now the church is controlled by the sky wizard, Shania Ravenas, and Peyton has become a little idle attendant beside her. This is really Interesting." The lord sneered, "But our Archbishop may not want to enjoy his short vacation. In this case, I will reluctantly find something for him to do. Anyway, he has nothing to do with me."
Another difference between Knight's Cove and Iron Claw City is faith. Influenced by the marine race, the locals believe in Elvins, the god of morning, more than Gaia and Lucia. Sailors are also willing to pray to his daughter Ethel for smooth sailing and calm seas. Gaia's influence here is extremely shallow, so it's no wonder that the ascetics of the Silent School would conflict with the locals.
Dalton doesn't like Peyton Forest. He was not good at dealing with people like Tracy and Norman who were on an equal footing. Moreover, the Archbishop himself is also a mysterious creature of high level, and they have already made enough enemies. "Are you going to reply to him about the ascetics?"
"Forget it, you don't understand this at all. The news has been sent back to the capital a long time ago, what else does he not know about?" DeWitt asked him to pick up the ink bottle cap, "On the other hand, we are not aware of the situation in the capital. We don’t know anything about them, let alone those weird wizards and monks. It’s our luck to connect with Bishop Peyton at this time.”
"Will the Archbishop tell us the truth?"
"No one can tell me the truth. Now we can only find it ourselves based on clues. The local nightingale is too stupid, maybe Lord Peyton will reveal some information. Speaking of this, the answer brought by our fleet commander should be so A little more credibility.”
DeWitt came to Beacon Town a few hours ago and formally accepted the surrender of the Gulf Fleet. After hearing this, half of the little nobles in Tielong Port expressed their loyalty to the new earl, while the other half chose to wait and see, but also quietly entrusted them with gifts. DeWitt immediately sent Sir Laurent to lead a fleet of ships to clear out the pirates near Tide Sound Castle. Counting the time, they should be back. The captain of the guard stood up and said, "I'll inform him."
"Don't leave without coming back, Dalton. When you grow wings, you can replace the letter bird." The earl teased.
"The newspaper office has trained seagulls." Dalton pretended not to hear, "They can fly to Iron Claw today and tomorrow night." When he opened the door, the cold wind came in, and he reminded himself to remember to ask the servant to bring some charcoal.
Dalton didn't let anyone else handle the count's letter. He tied the letter tube tightly himself and let the seagulls fly. The snow-white wings disappeared among the tile roofs and wooden and stone pavilions. I hope there will be no terrible wind and rain in the morning tonight.
Sir Laurent Viguet was already waiting in the main hall. He probably thought that DeWitt would be waiting here for news of his return from destroying the pirates, but the earl had been staying in the study and writing to the archbishop. The floor there is not so wet. When he saw Dalton, the knight's expression seemed to have been adjusted with all his strength.
"The Earl is waiting for you in the study, Sir."
Laurent glanced over his shoulder, nodded and stood up. "I have plenty of time. If the Earl is busy with business, I can wait." His insincere words were reflected on his face.
"No, this is time just for you." The captain of the guard replied. He led the Gulf Commander across the outer plank road where the gulls were released. A cat jumped up on the handrail and then disappeared on the rafter.
Traces of heavy rain still remain on the ground, and the colors of the sun flow in the puddles. Here you can see the Port of Iron Dragon and the gray mast of Sir Laurent's warship "The Pointed Stone" anchored in the port. Dalton used the water to sweep a white feather off his shoulder, and suddenly heard him say: "We encountered pirates who dressed up their ships as cargo ships. They rowed very fast as soon as they got close."
"Did they escape?"
"No, my helmsman caught up with them. The coast near Tide Sound Castle is full of rocks. The pirate ship hit a reef and sank quickly."
"And we won't waste a single soldier." Dalton responded politely, "Your wisdom and experience are really trustworthy, Sir."
But on Sir Laurent's stern face, his lips tightened into a line: "I am trustworthy now. Lord Shadowfang, I saw its banner."
The pirate flag will never appear in Tide Sound Castle again. Dalton didn't know what he meant. "What happened to its flag?"
"That's the Arnald flag," he said angrily, "and you say it's a pirate. Now I have only one way to go. For the sake of the gods, I have nothing against those wizards. I know. What else do you want me to say?"
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