Chapter 83 Get rid of the clutter, all the way north
Manton closed his mouth again and silently led the way from the left front.
Seeing his hesitant expression, Hill said directly: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"I think I have to say sorry to you." Manton said hesitantly: "I was too young at the time, and people around me told me that you were here to compete with me for the title.
When I grew up, they told me that Lady Melanie was kicked out of the castle after she failed in her bid for the title.
And in order to protect me from you, mother and son, everyone around me has sacrificed a lot.
So during the years when you returned to the castle, I treated you very badly, and I didn't stop the people around you from being rude to you."
Manton glanced at him, "I really want to say sorry to you.
I was too stupid at that time.
As for the past, Mrs. Melanie’s matter.”
"You were still a child at that time, what does that have to do with you?" Hill said to stop him.
Manton shook his head: "But everything they did was in the name of my good.
And the Krall family has indeed contributed a lot.
When your grandfather wanted to come forward, the Krall family asked the disciples of the legendary mage to come forward and suppress him.
After the count fell out with the Krall family, I learned a lot of things.
All the people from the Krall family around me were driven away.
The count knows everything, but cares about nothing.
When I drove them away, I gave them a lot of reasons.
It was all a lie on both sides. They told the Krall family that Mrs. Melanie was eyeing me and hurt me many times.
He also told the earl that Duke Krall was very dissatisfied with him marrying Lady Melanie and asked him to do whatever he wanted.
The Count knew they were lying. But"
"But compared to getting them away, if you really offend the Krall family, it's easier for my simple mother to deal with it." Hill continued, "My mother has never taken the people around you seriously.
It was the count's ruthlessness that hurt her."
Hill didn't want to say more about this matter, so he asked: "Why did you suddenly become enlightened?"
"During that time, all the people around me were gone. After they were expelled by the count, no one stayed in White Horse City, they all ran away.
I once thought about how to find a place for them in Baima City, but in the end, no one was left.
And most of the people in the castle have abandoned me, including those who have repeatedly said that they worked hard to protect me in the hands of you and your mother."
"Butler?" Hill asked with a smile, "That's really a disgusting existence.
He is the best at reading the count's face, and he can always think of some piecemeal ways to disgust people."
"Yes!" Manton said, "His son has been with me for 10 years, and I trust him more than those people in the Krall family.
I almost died in those two years.
This lady is truly ruthless."
"You're lucky enough to have become a knight. Isn't that going to make you mad?"
"The title she was so obsessed with ended up being nothing more than this." Manton sneered, "In the past year since she came out, she has gone crazy, and she doesn't even care about her son.
As for the housekeeper, he once wanted to leave when the situation turned bad.
I stopped the whole family and took them all out.
If you love the earl so much, don't leave alone if you act based on the earl's face.
Haven't you already sworn allegiance to that lady?
It just so happened that most of the servants in the castle were not brought out. They
Let the whole family serve Madam well."
"Very good." Hill nodded in agreement.
"How is the count's injury?"
"I can't die. I was supposed to lie down for a year and a half, but now that you're here, I guess I'll be healed soon, right?" Manton said coldly.
"Yes, the mage's grace of life is always a problem." Hill said, "It's good to be able to solve it like this."
"When you returned the money from the separation, the earl looked ugly for several days.
It's a pity that he didn't dare to go to you with Master Flan around." Manton sneered, "At that time, I thought Master Flan would kill him.
After he took refuge with Prince Edward through Helen's connections, several of my uncles almost beat me to death when they saw that I had not yet become a knight.
Otherwise they could just kill him.
It's a pity that Master Frank is a man of rules."
"If my grandfather hadn't been a well-behaved man, the Krall family and you would have had no good end." Hill rolled his eyes.
"My uncle sent me a team of attendants, saying that they had responded to their apology to Master Fran, and told me not to worry." Manton explained: "Otherwise, I would be too embarrassed to say anything to you."
"I know." Hill nodded, "Grandpa said.
The Krall family just followed Prince Charles and acted too arrogantly.
Before Prince Charles completely failed, they asked the magician to apologize to their grandfather in front of many people.
And used the name of the Krall family.
Grandfather said that he didn’t really want to forgive them, but that was all he could do. From now on, the two sides would have nothing to do with each other.”
"Those people didn't end well." Manton said softly, "They actually thought they could leave like that without paying any price.
My uncle told me not to worry about them. Now that he knows a lot of my secrets, I will understand their ending."
Hill nodded: It would be really strange if the personal servant of a noble could escape so easily and bring many secrets of the noble with him.
"That lady has been a bit messy since the count fell." Manton said suddenly.
Hill glanced at him and followed his raised chin to the left: the beautiful lady was walking between the tents with an older nobleman's arm in her hand.
"Didn't she know that the count was okay?" Hill was a little surprised, "And didn't she know that I would come?"
"The daughter of a little noble family who has never even been to the capital is just known to be shrewd and capable." Manton said disdainfully, "If the count hadn't helped her, how could I have suffered such a big loss.
In the end, the poison I took out forced me to become a knight.
The count also didn't expect that she would be so useless.
As for now!
She simply didn't understand how quickly the great knight's body recovered.
How strong is a great knight who can live to be 150 years old?
When she heard that the count's spine was broken and he was severely comatose and bedridden, she ran away crying and never visited him again."
Hill glanced at Manton's stern face and said nothing.
At this point, no matter how many means you have, it is useless, only strength is real.
The guard at the door of the Earl's tent saw Manton bringing people over and let the two people in without informing them.
Hill turned his head and glanced at Manton, and he said without changing his expression: "The count's cronies are dead and injured. They can only be guarded by the people around me."
Hill wanted to ask, are the two sons of the housekeeper still alive?
After entering the tent, you can smell a rotten smell.
Hill frowned and looked at the butler who came over attentively: "Why does it smell like this? Didn't you clean it for the Earl?"
"My lord, the earl, has medicine all over his body." The butler swallowed back his greeting and could only explain: "This medicine is relatively precious and can only be replaced every few days.
The mage who entrusted me with the delivery couldn't buy any good medicine, but luckily you came." He said without giving up.
Hill sneered and didn't bother to pay attention to him. He turned to Manton and said, "Ask someone to clean the count, and then give him the medicine I brought.
There is also medicine to drink, go and give it to him."
Manton smiled and turned to call the guard at the door.
The housekeeper quickly and cleverly said: "I'll go clean the count."
Hill looked through the low curtains on the bed and saw the count lying motionless.
Seeing the butler holding the kettle and getting ready to go out, Hill directly summoned a stream of water and poured it into the tub next to him.
The housekeeper put down the kettle in his hand blankly and just said: "You have to use hot water."
I saw the water in the tub steaming slightly.
He shut his mouth and went to clean the count with a towel.
Manton sneered loudly several times.
Someone sent a message outside the door: "The countess would like to go in to see the count, and by the way, meet Baron Bolaño."
Hill glanced at Manton, who turned around and walked out.
Soon, a woman's loud scolding and crying were heard outside, and Manton's low voice stopped him.
Hill had never intervened in their fight before, and there was no need for it now.
He just watched the butler wipe the Count's body with sweat, and felt very calm.
Manton came back soon. After the housekeeper scrubbed it three times, Hill took out a medicine box and gave it to Manton.
"The potion on the left is for internal use. The ointment on the right is for external use." He said briefly. "Keep the rest for yourself."
Manton nodded, asked someone to pull the butler away, and stepped forward to give the count medicine.
The butler lowered his head and slowly walked towards Hill: "I heard that Master Hill is already a magician. He is really unimaginably powerful!"
"Please call me Baron Bolaño." Hill said indifferently, "I have been separated for a long time."
The housekeeper nodded helplessly and slowly moved away.
Hill's medicine worked very well. Manton smeared it all over his body and gave him another bottle of medicine, and the count woke up.
He opened his eyes and saw Manton, struggling to sit up: "What kind of medicine is this? I thought I was going to die."
"The alchemy potion that Hill brought." Manton replied: "Even without this potion, I can only lie down for another two months at most. I won't die."
count."
After hearing this, Count Perast raised his eyes and glanced at Manton, then turned to look at Hill who was standing at the door: "I didn't expect you would come back to see me."
"The mage will not owe the favor of life." Hill replied: "It may not come next time."
"I don't know anything about mages." The Earl said in a rigid tone: "I heard that you are very strong now."
"Yes, I have a good grandfather." Hill replied.
"That's good." The Earl suddenly said, "This way, even if we all die, Perast's bloodline will not be cut off."
When Manton heard this, he curled his lips and said without concealment: "No, even if I die, Edgar can still live well. After all, the countess has already found a new home."
The count gasped heavily, gritted his teeth and asked: "Who?"
Hill looked at the count who didn't think Manton was lying at all, and felt really ridiculous.
The count seems to know his wife quite well!
"Mrs. Sarna's brother, Marquis Fern." Manton said almost with a smile.
The count was about to burst into anger, but he stiffly withdrew it.
Hill touched the corners of his mouth, making sure not to raise them too obviously.
Marquis Fane relies on his two sisters to live a very comfortable life!
Life is such a cycle!
Seeing the expression on Manton's face that he had received his revenge, Hill couldn't agree more.
Manton continued: "The countess was outside just now, clamoring to come in to see you and take a look at Hill.
Do we have to invite her in?
After all, she is the mistress!"
The Earl stared at Manton almost viciously: "Tell her to go back!"
He looked at the housekeeper who was hiding aside fearfully: "Go and get Edgar!"
Hill frowned and glanced at Manton, who suddenly looked unhappy: "Since the count is fine, I should go."
"Wait until you see your little brother before leaving." the count ordered.
Hill said disdainfully: "What's the point of meeting people you don't know?"
Ignoring Count Perast's loud accusation, Hill turned around and left the tent.
What a couple!
The Countess was already waiting outside, holding a small child by her side.
Unfortunately, Manton's attendants came and blocked them firmly outside Hill's carriage.
Manton followed him out and said to Hill: "Let's go. Don't worry about these things. It has never had anything to do with you."
Hill nodded, glanced at Manton, and said goodbye softly.
From now on, we probably won't see each other again.
Hill could feel the prying eyes from around him. He glanced sideways and saw several mages hiding in the shadow of the tent. His natural consciousness had been warning Hill that there was very deep hostility coming from there.
Hill sneered at the other side with disdain: If you have the ability, take action!
Hill believed in himself and would never show mercy to these scum.
It's a pity that someone who doesn't even have an archmage can only gnash his teeth and curse in the shadows.
Hill got on the carriage and drove in the direction of those people.
Seeing them hiding in the tent in panic, Hill directly turned the carriage into a floating boat and quickly took off.
Seeing several people in the tent being blown up by the wind and waves, shouting curses, Hill threw his hand and threw a crack in the ground.
The few people swallowed by the earth should finally know how to be polite when facing high-level mages.
Hill never understood why Frank let these people go, but Adrian didn't allow Hill to do anything to them.
Hill once asked Adrian if Fran owed favors to these elders when he entered Salal's court. Otherwise, how could he accept someone with such poor qualifications as a disciple?
Adrian didn't seem to know the reason.
But I still asked Hill to ignore these people.
Maybe there is something Hill doesn't know, but since they are stupid enough to be rude in front of Hill, Hill can teach them a lesson according to the mage tradition.
Ignoring the few archmages who suddenly rushed over, Hill's floating ship flew away.
Save him slowly!
Hill's earth spells will definitely impress these people!
However, no one from the Edward family came out to deal with Hill. It seemed that everyone knew about Melanie.
No one came out to make themselves uncomfortable.
Hill stood at the bow of the boat, feeling relaxed and at ease.
The affairs of the Perast family have nothing to do with him from now on.
Regardless of whether Manton's apology was genuine or not, Hill had no intention of dealing with him again.
I have no interest in distinguishing between his half-truths and half-falsehoods.
The constant reminders from his natural consciousness have already made his head feel dizzy.
For Hill, starting a formal wilderness adventure was the most important thing.
The wind was blowing gently, flying all the way north.
