"I'll ask you...have you had supper?"

Roddy's injured hand trembled slightly and moved the bonfire a few times, staring at the barbecue on it, and asked in a relaxed tone.

“No…no.”

"If you don't eat, come some?"

Taking off the meat from the bonfire casually, Sodlor could see that it was a piece of lamb chop. Combined with the surrounding scenes, he could almost determine that it was something that the orcs robbed from the village of Kree - and after knowing this, he lost any appetite.

Roddy seemed to know his feelings, and did not ask again. He took a bite, his expression disappeared from the smile he had just now. When he stared at the bonfire, his eyes seemed a little cold. He slowly chewed on the undelicious lamb chops. After a long time, he continued, "Do you think it is not appropriate to eat this kind of thing at this time?"

Soderol didn't speak, but he was also accustomed.

"You guys go to Kerry Village first?"

"Just come from there, there are no living people left there."

"Well, the Wolf Cavalry never leaves any living." Roddy nodded and continued to eat lamb chops. "Speaking of it... I feel that everything has become simple after such a thing happened."

Soderol didn't understand what he was saying, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Simple?"

"Yes." Roddy pointed to the unformed corpse of Khosana beside him, and then raised the lamb chops in his hand. "Look, things are simple in nature: the orcs want to eat, they kill people, slaughter the village, and stole these things."

"And I don't want them to eat ours and grab ours, so... I came and killed them and snatched them back."

Roddy's expression was very indifferent, but the delicious words made Soderol shocked-

"This is the world. Someone will always rob the things in your hands. What should I do? Either kill those pretenders or become such a loser."

He pointed to the orc corpses all over the ground and sighed slightly.

"Ha, what a simple thing."

Sodlor stood beside him, not knowing how to talk, but was shocked in his heart - "If you mess with me, I'll kill you." Such things are simple, but they can't be done just by wanting to do it. Opposite is a whole wolf cavalry camp, while Roddy has only fifteen scout teams. The result of such a collision is that all orcs are destroyed?

Ruger came over to report the battle situation. When he heard the result of the "three people were slightly injured and no one died", he completely understood... his previous idea of ​​showing the scout's combat power in front of Roddy was really ridiculous.

Fifteen scouts killed thirty-three wolf cavalry, and zero deaths.

Apart from "miracle", Soderol and his subordinates could not think of any other words to describe such things. The remaining words in their minds were words such as "up to the mountains", "worship", and "provoking the earth".

"It's over, gather and go back to the village."

After eating the lamb chops, Roddy stood up and wiped his mouth, as if he had just taken his subordinates to have a working meal in a restaurant. When he turned his eyes to Soderol and the scouts behind him, he seemed to remember the matter about the organization. He smiled and said, "Dear colleagues, welcome to join the scout team of Nolan Village. But perhaps there are some things that Lieutenant Soderol did not explain to you, I will briefly mention them."

He cleared his throat, and under the orange light reflected by the bonfire, the smiling expression seemed increasingly unfathomable in the eyes of these "new members".

"In addition to patrolling the border and warning letters, we will always encounter some additional situations. When such a thing happens... can be solved by ourselves, I usually don't choose to go to the fortress to notify those knights."

"Do you understand?"

In front of the burning camp, Roddy's understatement made these originally arrogant scouts feel a breathtaking pressure for no reason. They also vaguely felt the paranoid confidence that had never been shown behind the words.

…………

Time passed, and before I knew it, mid-June had arrived.

News of the border village being killed by orcs quickly spread throughout the Iversta territory, but as Sodlor expected, except for the depressed depressed Kirk, the lord of the village, who broke his teeth and swallowed, the remaining nobles had no intention of "revenge".

It is enough to express anger verbally. Even Lord Kirk himself did not say at the top of his voice that he wanted to seek revenge on the orcs, and the others were naturally happy to be quiet. While drinking at the table, the upper class and even the nobles would sigh, "These orcs are really hateful" remarks, show their compassion, or brag about "If my territory is subjected to such an incident, I will definitely do anything."

Then, what should be done or what should be done.

Similar scenes were staged everywhere, but at a dinner party in Hollier on June 17, Count Francis seemed not to be interested in such a thing.

It was originally just a simple auction. After several bottles of aged wine were sold at a high price of hundreds of gold coins, the communication between the nobles and the socialites was the main content of the banquet. The discussion on the "Kerry Village" incident was naturally mentioned among the nobles.

"Kirke probably has a lot of taxes this year. Fenx Village and Kerry Village, and the orcs really know how to choose places."

"I heard that a brigade of Conseton Fortress sent to pursue the orcs in the grassland, and it seemed that it had really killed a lot of orcs."

"The Baron is joking again... Those fortress cavalry are okay, do you and I really believe they can catch up with the Wolf Cavalry and take action?"

"Hahaha, Lord Durant, I just heard it - if you are well-informed, we are waiting for you to come and say a few words to us."

The earl headed in the small circle is named "Durant", and is considered a great lord under the Duke of Angmar. The territory covers exactly the northwest side of Iverstta, and Lord Kirk is his noble.

"Me? I have nothing to say. The guys Consetton ran away not far. They probably had a lucky chance to hit a few wolves. They took a long time to catch some, and when they came back, they pretended to kill a team of wolf cavalry. They really deserved to say such things."

"Is there really such a thing? That wolf-"

"The wolf is not fake. Perhaps the wolf cavalry suddenly changed their minds, left a few wolf that could not run and rolled back to their nest?"

The nobles smiled and were too lazy to pursue anything. At this moment, Francis walked by with a wine glass. The head Count Durant narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "After that, Earl Frances, I think the scout establishment established by the Russiflon family on the border does not seem to be effective. When such a thing happened, there was no resistance at all?"

Such a problem is a bit harsh. Obviously, the lords on the border do not like the duke to install such an organization on their territory. The scouts' troops are independent of the laws of the local lords. In fact, there have always been controversies and contradictions. In the past, the Duke of Angma could suppress it with his power, but now, the young Francis cannot give these lords any attention at all.

So from a certain perspective, Durant's problem has been considered a pressure on the Russiflon family.

"Ha... Count Durant said this, in fact, is biased - the scouts themselves are just early warnings. When the disaster in Kerry Village occurred, the scouts' troops probably warned in advance, but unfortunately the orcs were too powerful, and no one could escape from the entire scouts' troops. My people reported that the scouts made tenacious resistance before they were killed... Obviously, they sacrificed to protect the villagers, and such behavior should not be criticized."

I have to say that Francis' head was indeed very useful. He refuted the other party's point of view in a few words, and used a "sacrifice" to determine his character, so that the other party could no longer continue to talk about the scouts. In fact, he naturally knew the truth clearly, but he just couldn't make it clear.

Earl Durant smiled until there was no intention of continuing to face tit. He shrugged his shoulders until such a temptation point.

The topic is about the popular clothing this year and the jewelry works of a craftsman in the southern territory, and it has gone beyond the "scout preparation" without any trace.

And here, although Francis kept smiling on his face, he felt no longer uncomfortable. The failure of his "deal" with Sarota had buried a thorn in his heart. To be honest, being a "traitor" is not easy, because whenever someone talks about the harm of orcs, he inexplicably feels... those people are mocking him around the bush.

This is a common problem of traitors, anxiety, suspicion, and sensitivity. Everyone feels like they want to expose themselves when they see them. Francis's mood has become worse recently. Speaking of which, it is all because of his still alive sister.

He tried to find the mysterious man who saved Sally, but the direction he searched for seemed incorrect. He thought it was the guardian knight of a noble in the territory. This idea was actually normal, because no one would think that a group of scouts could cause any storms. So these days, he has always used his hands to investigate these noble guards, and every time he saw some hope, the final evidence proved that he had not found the right person.

Such affliction made him very upset, and Sally, who was calm in the monastery, felt even more unsure.

Not in a mood to continue to stay, Francis left the venue early and returned to the Duke's Mansion. Just as he was about to walk into his room, he saw the butler Alfa bringing dinner to his father's bedroom.

He looked at the room he hadn't walked into for a long time, and finally he didn't have the courage to step in his heart to face his father. Although the young Francis could kill his sister, the fear of his father in his heart made him unable to cross the last "threshold".

Francis dared not - maybe he would have such a thought in a while, but at this moment he could not imagine such a possibility.

Standing in front of the corridor for a long time, he found that the butler Alpha came out with a plate soon after he entered. He was confused and asked, "Didn't you want to eat?"

The housekeeper was surprised that he was still standing here, and immediately lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "Master, he...he didn't want to eat it again after only a little."

Francis' wrist moved, and it seemed that he wanted to take the plate and walk into the room, but in the end he restrained his desire and waved his hand and said, "It's okay... Let the chef change a few dishes next time, I-I'll leave first."
Chapter completed!