"I can't answer you, sir." De Witt actually sent Laurent Vig to attack the steward's fleet. Dalton thought of the lord's complaints yesterday, and Giles's enemy ledger... Is this something you had planned for a long time, Lord Earl?
Sir Laurent had every reason to be angry. As he said himself, the suppression of the pirates in Tide Sound Castle became his pledge of surrender to the lord. If that was really the cargo ship of the Arnald family, there was no way that Director Giles could swallow this breath. No wonder De Wit is so confident and now Laurent Vigo is completely tied to them.
"You are the captain of his guard, Lord Shadowfang. Even the Nightingale in Beacon Town serves you. You know that my battlefield is in the Sea of Singing. How can I know the purpose of the wizard monk?" Sir Laurent lowered his voice.
"Nightingale serves your lordship."
"Then you must know that I just listened to the advice of a subordinate and told the wizard about the vampire clan."
"Your Majesty the Earl will discern the truth and understand your difficulties."
"No, no one else knows about this. I have fed that idiot to the fish in the sea. Your nightingale can't find the reason. It's because I told the truth but no one can testify." He looked at many people pleadingly. "Lord Shadowfang, you must understand the role I played. I was just a captain before and didn't understand these tricks at all! I swear to the gods that I was deceived. Your Nightingale must understand, right?"
"Sir, I can only follow orders." I really hope he can understand that Dalton is DeWitt's captain of the guard. No matter how low Laurent is, he will not say a word for him whether he tells the truth or a lie. talk. Loyalty is the knight's creed.
"For the sake of your fiancée, I promised that she would not be persecuted by the vampires."
Ingrid? Dalton suddenly turned around: "She never told me about it."
"Perhaps she doesn't want to see me begging you. After all, this is her favor, and it has been a long time ago. Think about it, the Arnald family is a vampire family, and it is not easy for the night elves to live in Knight's Bay."
Dalton has to admit that he didn't expect this. Ingrid is indeed smart and clever, but she is a weak woman after all, and some difficulties cannot be overcome by just relying on her brain. Dalton hesitated now. Ingrid's engagement to him was a part of him. If he wanted to repay the favor, what better opportunity could there be than now? He knew exactly what de Witt thought of Sir Laurent, who they needed in order to control the fleet in the bay. The count chose to use fear to suppress him, but the captain of the guard could not admit that this method was the right way. Sincere trust can be exchanged for loyalty, Dalton thought to himself, this is how DeWitt treated me. But Laurent Viguet…
He stared into Sir Laurent's eyes and considered his words: "I can only tell you that you are not our only source of information about the purpose of the Silent School's actions."
Laurent Vig's eyes shifted, looking over his shoulder to the west. "He is the Queen's son, I understand. I seem to have made a wise choice."
He walked into the lord's study alone.
The sunlight in the corridor gradually tilted, and moisture seeped out from the gaps in the wood, lingering in the air with the sea breeze. A dispute broke out again in Tielong Port in the distance, but this time it was small. Dalton remained motionless as he watched the patrolling knights charge into the crowd on horseback, knocking several of the most active guys directly into the sea. The stacked cargo boxes collapsed, causing a bigger splash.
Then roars and scoldings dominated the port, led by the knight captain who was Dalton's "old friend". He drew his sword and cut off a caravan flag, because he didn't know who made it burn. Wood and fabric sank into the waves. At this time, the guy who seemed to be the first to strike suddenly fell to the ground, and the fighting people immediately dispersed in panic, and then were frightened in place by the order.
The battle ended quickly, and it was clear that the Sheriff's handling methods had improved greatly this time. Dalton's "old friend" gathered up the team, bundled the troublemakers and took them away. The previous dispute was naturally not as good as the riot that spread to the entire town, but it also showed that the quality of the patrol team had increased. This is the captain's credit. Maybe I can really make friends with him, Dalton thought to himself. The Lord needs manpower, even now. Laurent Vig was forced to surrender, but the process made him uncomfortable. This is not a true subjugation, but there is no other way... DeWitt is the lord of Knight's Bay, and he must gain his own power.
Power changed him, Dalton realized, and I couldn't tell whether that change was good or bad. He really wished that the earl's men were knights like Grady and himself, who would be convinced by De Witt. Sir Laurent is out of the question, and Gilles must be removed from the plan, but the patrol leader still has a chance. This "friend" he met in Knights Bay, Dalton was willing to leave this opportunity to him.
There are deadly toxins in the blood
This prophecy suddenly appeared in his mind and could not be driven away. How could I have thought of it? Could it be that it was warning me that the knight might be Giles' spy...
"Lord Shadowfang." The door opened. "My lord, the Count, wants you to come in." Sir Laurent left. He seems to have accepted his fate.
"There is something you need to do." DeWitt said as soon as Dalton entered the door. "Go to a wizard named Lindep Nabag, and then join forces with them to drive the ships with colorful flags out of the port. No need. Worry, there are basically vampires on board now."
The meaning behind this is not difficult to guess. Dalton was surprised: "Sir, do you want to start a war?"
"I tell you not to worry, so what if we start a war or not? We won't lose anyway. Show off the confidence of a high-level mystic. You are the best among Eastman's group."
"Isn't it a bit hasty? Your plan should come first." Dalton didn't know what Laurent said. He didn't expect this situation at all. "Besides, even if a war breaks out, I have to protect your safety first, not charge into battle."
"No one asked you to charge, you idiot. War is not as easy as you think." DeWitt told him, "Do as I say. As long as the leader of the fleet is not a stone-minded person like you, they will Be obedient. Dalton, I want you to use your actions to show me that we are on the side of the Silent School."
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It was as if there was a band playing in his ears, horses' hooves trampling on the tiles, and a strong wind blowing up the waves. These sounds became part of the dream, clinging to him. Uriel rode on horseback and galloped along the eaves of the river bank. There was no blocking fence or stone wall in front of him, and he stepped on it. The weathercock and flag were alongside him. The endless starry sky opened its arms to him, the strings of the harp shone softly, and the light covered the dim and broken moon. Under the shadow of the moon, a hanging dark castle stood tall.
He didn't know where he was going.
"Uriel." A voice woke him up, "Someone is shouting." Roma's tone was full of tension. "There are still random noises."
When he opened his eyes, all the starlight shattered and disappeared. His demonic nature immediately made him realize the magical river flowing outside the door. Completely different mysteries collided and covered each other, just like the light dye on an oil painting being obscured by a deeper color. "It's begun." Uriel realized that the church was closing its net.
"I guess so." The little lion licked his lips, "Iconi really didn't call us. Can they beat us?"
"The trap is enough to make up for the gap in strength." In the future that Uriel used his spiritual vision to spy on, Iaconi made his own bait, and two archers ambush on the balcony. He almost died at their hands. "We just need to wait for victory to come." He dared to predict this without using magic.
"So do you think anyone will get hurt?"
"certainly."
"I hope it's not Iaconi. After all, he is better than Gemo." Roma said while tightening the string of her bow. "The Cross Knight is also different. Now I understand."
"Your understanding is too one-sided." He couldn't help but retort.
The little lion shook his legs and the bed creaked. "You're right, but I will see more Cross Knights in the future, of all kinds. We are still far away from Knight's Bay." She suddenly talked about another topic, "Do you think Iaconi will go with us? ?"
"Why did he do that?"
"Because these children will be transported to the east... After he interrogates the prisoners, they will definitely go east. Since we have the same goals, why don't we go together?"
Uriel had not thought of inviting Iaconi along, but the idea seemed like a good one. "You and I are both Croita's apprentices. He agrees that it will be more difficult for us."
"We don't have to tell him."
"It's easy to lie, just like what I did before. But are you going to lie to him all the way? When we part ways at Knight's Bay, lie to him for the rest of his life? What kind of like-mindedness is this?"
"We can make it clear then! Don't forget, my first goal is to find Aiken. You want to find everyone as much as possible, right? Don't you always want to get the best results? Is there anything higher than completing the task? What would be a more perfect result if the tower’s mission also solves the internal problems of the faith camp?”
What a ghost. "Who taught you this kind of thing?"
"The method is my own."
But the method of persuasion is not necessarily the same. Uriel couldn't deny that he was shaken, Roma was completely considering it from his perspective, and every word described the future he most desired. Iaconi can carry out the goddess's mission from beginning to end, but he can't. The apprentice has long since lost the determination he had in Brumnot. I was brought back to Eastman by Joey on the pretext of an internship. He thought to himself that the instructor wanted me to fulfill my wish. But Uriel himself knew that he must not give up the task of escorting Roma for his own personal thoughts, otherwise he would not be qualified to be Joey's apprentice.
"No." He refused flatly, "We will leave immediately after the fighting outside is over."
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