Overall, the thieves' invasion did not cause too much damage to Kent County. Except for the more than thirty noble coalition soldiers who were killed or injured, there were no other casualties. Although it required a large sum of money afterwards
Money was used to care for the orphans of the dead and treat the injured, but the amount of money shared equally among each family was not much. Especially Sir Barak, when he saw his subjects walking out of the confinement barn safely and soundly,
At that time, he excitedly announced on the spot that he would give an additional bonus of three thousand gold coins to reward the noble soldiers who fought bravely.
Of course, the one who suffered the greatest losses was the Luo Yanta family.
After losing a precious Hanoverian horse to the Ensborg family in the Windsor Castle horse race, Sir Luo Yanta's guard was completely wiped out in this incident. Especially the death of Knight Macmara in the battle, which was very important to Luo Yanta.
It was definitely an unbearable blow to the Yanta family. When Sir Luo Yanta was held hostage by the thieves, not only did he have multiple ribs broken, his thighs were stabbed, and his left eyeball was almost damaged by the female sand thief.
It exploded. And his last moments of crying and begging for mercy were destined to put a heavy stain on the Luo Yanta family's rise again.
Looking at the sergeants busy in the morning mist, Moriarty took a deep breath of the unique dewy air in the morning, and his spirit was immediately shaken.
"Moriarty, to be honest, your performance has surprised me to this day." With only the Knights of the Round Table and Hamilton behind them, Viscount Salk and Moriarty walked comfortably in a sparse forest.
, the old man looked at the faint glow of the eastern sky and said slowly.
"But they are all small tricks and cannot be put on the stage." Moriarty was about half a step behind the Viscount and said with a smile: "It is you, Viscount, who led the coalition to achieve such a great victory this time, which is enough for you and the Salk family.
Your reputation has grown throughout the county and even the entire kingdom. Congratulations again, Viscount." After saying that, Moriarty solemnly saluted the old man.
"Haha, Moriarty, your eloquence is almost as good as your father's." The Viscount laughed heartily, and it was obvious that he was in a very happy mood at the moment.
It is no wonder that in the long-term "twin situation" situation in Kent County, the old man was able to break the deadlock first and win the glorious military glory of successfully suppressing the bandits, which was very beneficial to suppressing Viscount McLellan's camp and further win over allies.
"Okay, it looks like the battlefield has been cleaned up. Moriarty, how about we go to Windsor Castle for a few days?" the Viscount slowly removed his smile and invited.
"Thank you for your kindness. However, after experiencing this thieves' invasion, I still want to rush back to Ivy Manor as soon as possible to have a look." Moriarty smiled apologetically and bowed slightly.
"Okay, this is what it should be." The old man was not angry because of the other party's rejection, and nodded understandingly. After all, as the sole heir of the Ensberg family, this is also Moriarty's responsibility: "However, you must remember to communicate with Mattie
As per your agreement, don’t keep her waiting too long.”
"Definitely, Lord Viscount." Moriarty hurriedly agreed, and at the same time, Salk Pearl's bright and unusual smile suddenly appeared in his mind.
Just like Moriarty, after clearing the battlefield, most of the nobles said goodbye directly to Viscount Salk and rushed back to their respective territories. As for the injured Sir Luo Yanta, he did not want to be here even for a second.
He stayed sadly and returned to the Luo Yanta family under the escort of a special person.
After saying a friendly farewell to all the nobles, Moriarty and the family guards took advantage of the brilliance of the morning glow and embarked on their return journey. As for the carriage and other sundries left at Windsor Castle, there were naturally attendants from the Salk family.
Properly returned to Ensberg.
"Hamilton, how long do you think Luo Yanta's rising momentum will be suppressed after this incident?" With no outsiders around, Moriarty continued his "riding lessons" while chatting with Hamilton next to him.
Straightforwardly.
"This is difficult to predict, but within two or three years, the Luo Yanta family's military strength will undoubtedly decline significantly." Hamilton still had his usual serious expression, but his tone seemed to be much closer to Moriarty.
"Yes, a guard was completely wiped out, and a mid-level knight was killed in battle. Such losses cannot even be easily compensated with money." Moriarty smiled lightly.
Speaking of which, apart from the successful Viscount Salk, the real beneficiaries of this thieves' invasion were the Ensberg family, which dealt a heavy blow to potential rivals in the county. And after this battle, Moriarty's own reputation
It also changed from the previous negative number to a positive number, and the value must not be low.
"Forget it, it's up to Father to worry about the rest." Moriarty shook his head and decided to change the topic: "Lewis, are you really about to step onto the eighth level?"
"Yes." Hamilton nodded without any secret.
"What about the Knights of the Round Table?" Moriarty asked with some dissatisfaction.
To be honest, he is very coveted for the "Spear of the Morning" Charlie behind the old man. With such a charming bodyguard following him, not to mention the safety factor, his own aura can also be greatly improved. However, having a Knight of the Round Table as his
Subordinate, this is no longer something ordinary viscounts have. At least Viscount McLellan is not so lucky.
"Knight of the Round Table?" This simple word seemed to have a very special meaning for Hamilton. The knight lowered his head slightly and was silent for a moment: "I, don't know."
"Is it really that difficult?" Moriarty frowned and asked again when he saw Hamilton's hesitation for the first time.
"Yes. Being able to join the 'Round Table' is the greatest wish of every knight of the kingdom." Hamilton nodded.
"What about the church?"
"Temple...I have never had such extravagant hopes." Hamilton shook his head, but his eyes showed reverence and a hint of longing.
"You will, Lewis. At least, you will definitely be able to sit on the 'Round Table'. I am convinced of this." Moriarty looked at the other party and said solemnly.
"Thank you, ser." The knight looked back at Moriarty and smiled.
Of course, when most of the Kent nobles returned to their respective families, there were still some members of the family who followed Viscount Salk back to Windsor Castle. Moreover, the many ladies and ladies who stayed in the castle also needed to be arranged.
Take it back.
"Charlie, what do you think of that boy?" Walking at the front of the team, Viscount Salk took out a bulging wine bag from the saddle, took a deep drink, exhaled a long and comfortable breath, and then put the wine bag away.
He threw it to the Knights of the Round Table.
"The fighting ability is very poor, barely a warrior level." Charlie, who had a gray beard on his face, took the wine bag, raised his head and poured it down, sending the entire bag of wine into his throat before giving up.
The air was instantly filled with the pungent aroma of spirits.
"Haha, Shacai, you are still so greedy for wine." Seeing that the other party did not leave any wine for himself, the old man couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Besides, I am a mage apprentice, do you think that I am a murderer like you and me?"
"In Erathia, the journey of a mage is destined not to go far, and in the end he is just an ordinary shrewd noble." Charlie casually hung the leather bag around his waist, burped, and shrugged: "In my opinion, it's still a blessing.
That knight from Sberg is quite a man."
"Hamilton is indeed good. He should be able to reach the top of the middle class within a year or two. I just don't know if he has the chance to become a Knight of the Round Table." Having said this, the Viscount sighed lightly.
"If he can put everything aside, go to Northern Xinjiang or Fort Fort, join the Kingdom's Border Legion, and live past forty, he will undoubtedly be a high-ranking man." Charlie looked at the old man and said calmly.
"Yes, if you don't go through the ordeal of war and go through the hell of life and death, how can you win the glory of the Round Table!" The old man nodded with great feeling.
"It's a pity that Lawrence, his pseudo-light blade is already very flavorful. If he really succeeds in escaping into the southern wilderness, then within three years, the reputation of Hellfire will definitely spread throughout the Hurricane Wasteland." Speaking of this,
Charlie looked back at the back of the team, where on a crude cart, the body of a one-armed man was mixed in a pile of corpses, silently.
"Go back and find a place to bury him properly. After all, he was a good soldier." The Viscount couldn't help but sigh again and whispered.
"Yes, sir." Charlie nodded and sighed silently.
Around the afternoon, Moriarty's team set foot on the land of "Ivy" again. Although the housekeeper found it strange that the young master returned lightly, he didn't ask any more questions and directly arranged for the servants to take over the horses and prepare hot water.
.As for Hamilton and other guardsmen, there are naturally other people in the manor waiting to greet them.
Seeing that everything was as usual in the manor, Moriarty was completely relieved. Although all the thieves had been wiped out in Beni Village, there was no guarantee that there would still be a few bandits fleeing south first.
Taking off his leather armor, Moriarty took a bath and changed clothes under the service of the maid. At the same time, he explained many things that happened during the day to old Hugo. After hearing this, the butler immediately ordered to go down and strengthen the security inside and outside the manor, at least in the
We need to remain vigilant until this storm completely subsides.
"Father, let's send an extra group of people to greet him." After washing off all the dirt, Moriarty put on a comfortable robe again, came to the lawn outside the main building, and said to the old butler.
"Okay." Hugo nodded: "But the master's schedule seems to have been adjusted a bit."
"Oh? Any new news?" Moriarty raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
"Yes, I just received a message from the master this morning. The Baron will stay in Ruhr County for a while longer. The specific return date has not yet been determined." The old housekeeper replied.
"Ruhr County...I understand." Moriarty nodded, turned and walked to his study.
