Sarn was wearing a linen robe and buried his head deeply in a huge hat. Like a ghost, he walked through the deserted streets and walked into a dilapidated house.
He knew that he was older and his steps were not as fast as those of young people, and he could not escape the tracking of the lord's guards like those trained waiters.
But he felt that he had to tell Princess Sophia the news personally. At such an important moment, he could not trust anyone.
And he firmly believes that as long as he goes out in person, the Lord's Guard will never dare to follow him. Everyone in Shattering Snow City knows the political officer's skills. Even the guard captain Erwin and Sarn are sure that he will be killed within a month.
Send him to the gallows.
But just because the lord's guards don't dare, it doesn't mean that the lord doesn't dare.
Tonight, Reggie personally followed Sarn with a guard and watched with his own eyes as he entered an old house in a civilian area from the official residence.
"Your name is Tylfry?" Reggie patted the guard on the shoulder and whispered, "Tell me, are you still afraid now?"
Tyr's expression was not good. This young man was forced to come here by Erwin. He was the best at tracking and lurking in the lord's guard.
"Frankly speaking, sir, I'm really scared," Taylor said, trying his best to control his breathing. "I'm not just scared of the political officer, I'm also scared of the woman who lives here. I can guarantee with my life that she will definitely
She is not an ordinary spy. I will never mistake her. Her identity is much nobler than that of spies and spies."
Reggie could understand Tyre's mood. In his opinion, if a big shot wanted to kill an ordinary guard, it would be easier than stepping on an ant.
And Reggie wants to tell him two things now. First, the lord's guards are not ants. Second, as long as the lord is alive, no one can easily hurt his guards.
To gain power, you must win the trust of supporters.
He can make many promises to this guard, but this guard can also treat his promises as a piece of shit. The encounter on the top of the city has confirmed this.
As an engineer, he has seen too many false promises in his previous life. Similar promises are called pie-making, and it is impossible to win his loyalty with similar pie.
False promises can never compare to actual actions.
Taking risks together and fighting side by side are the entrustment of life and the only way to gain trust.
"I'm here, don't be afraid, let me see what kind of person she is."
It was a cold night in late autumn. Reggie and the guard squatted in the stinking ditch, staring quietly at the lights in the houses.
…
After reading Reggie's letter, Sophia poured a glass of ale and took a sip.
The bitterness of the ale made her frown. She looked at the nervous Sarn and smiled: "Baron Beech, can you bring a bottle of wine over next time? This thing is really terrible."
Sarn sighed helplessly and said: "Your Highness, now is not the time to discuss wine. Reginald will see the prince's reply before noon tomorrow."
"Before noon tomorrow? Is this a threat?" Sophia picked up Reggie's letter, read it again, and said, "He put forward three conditions, one is to be pardoned, the other is to retain the title, and the third is to get a piece of
Fiefdom seems to be a reasonable request."
Sann said: "Are you willing to agree to his request?"
"He is a smart man and not greedy." Sophia took another sip of ale. "He knows that the prince has the power to appoint a viscount and grant him a fief."
Sann frowned and said: "Your Highness, are you implying that I am greedy?"
"You are worrying too much, Baron Beech," Sophia said with a smile. "It was my father who gave you the promise of earl. As king, he can even canonize you as a prince. But I remember that there has been no such thing in the Bayer Kingdom for a long time."
It’s too late to have a king with a different surname..."
"Let's not discuss such distant matters first," said Sarn. "Do you think the prince will agree to Reginald's conditions? As far as I know, Jarvan Gusta trusts Reggie very much, and Knight Gusta is in the army.
He has a high prestige among us, and as long as he agrees to surrender, those reckless men will not make any unnecessary resistance."
Sophia said: "But from what I saw, Viscount Victor seems to have a very tough attitude towards you. Are you sure he really wants to surrender?"
Sann said: "His attitude has indeed changed a lot, and his whole person has changed a lot. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that he has experienced death. He once tried to commit suicide. People who have died once will have a stronger desire for survival."
Well, I also believe in your judgment." Sophia finished the ale in the cup. "Although it tastes terrible, this thing is very addictive. I will leave the city now. After all, everything must be decided by the prince.
.”
Not long after, Sann walked out of the house, followed by Sophia.
At the end of the alley, they each chose different directions.
"I'll follow the political officer, and you follow the woman," Reggie whispered to Tyre. "If the woman leaves the city, don't follow her any longer. Go back to the castle to find me immediately."
…
At the foot of the hillside, the prince was drinking in the military tent. He was drinking the white fruit wine unique to the Bayer Kingdom. This wine was stronger than ordinary wine. The tipsy Prince Sean heard the guards whisper, and he impatiently
He pushed the girl in his arms away and let the dancers and musicians leave the tent.
Sophia took off her linen robe and sat opposite Sean.
Sean flipped up his curly blond hair and said to Sophie: "My beautiful sister, what is the emergency that forces you to come to the military camp late at night?"
"Don't you want to see me that much?"
"How is it possible, my good sister," Sean gave Sophia a glass of white fruit wine, "I just don't want my sister to take risks for some trivial things."
Sophia took a sip of the white fruit wine, and the pungent smell made her feel a little uncomfortable.
"Okay, although I don't like it, I'm used to ale," Sophia said, "I heard that you lost another battle today?"
"Which bastard said this?" Sean put down the cup heavily, "Tell me who it is? I'm going to cut out that person's tongue. It's not a battle at all, I just put out the bait and went fishing."
"Did your fish bite?"
"That's right. I've caught him many times. I guess he doesn't have many fish left."
"Maybe your method worked." Sophia took out Reggie's letter, "He asked for surrender."
Sean took the letter, smiled when he read it halfway, and laughed out loud when he read it at the end.
"Did you see that? He has no fish, I have caught them all, he must surrender to me!" Sean stood up and walked around the tent excitedly, "Win, finally win, I will let you
The auxiliary minister writes a document to confer the title of Viscount of Bayer on Reginald Victor, and you can take it back to the city with you."
Sophia said: "Do you really want to agree to the other party's conditions?"
Sean said: "What does it matter? I already have the power to confer a viscount. As for his fiefdom, just give him a piece of land in the extremely cold land in the north. There is not a single family there for dozens of miles."
.”
"But do you really believe he will surrender?"
"Are you worried that he will pretend to surrender?" Sean pulled off a piece of beef, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with white fruit wine. "It's time to be a little defensive, but he made it clear in the letter that he allowed me to throw stones."
I will send a plane to the hillside, so that I can attack his city wall at any time. In this case, he will not dare to play any tricks. It is best for me to send some people up the mountain and order him to clean up the stones."
Sophia frowned and looked at Sean and said, "Permission? Do you still need his permission? Why don't you just send your trebuchet up the hillside?"
"Woman!" Sean sighed, "How should I explain the concept of war to you, because the enemy will not let me go up because they have stones in their hands. If it were not for fear of their stones, I would have sent them up long ago.
The trebuchet was pushed in front of the door and the walls were blown to pieces with black powder."
"There are rocks everywhere in Broken Snow City. Are you not afraid now?"
Faced with Sophia's problem, Sean seemed helpless.
"It's not an ordinary stone, it's a rolling stone, a stone that can be used for fighting! He wrote in the letter that his ordnance was exhausted, which meant that this kind of stone was exhausted," Sean said, "I use
I took the minimum bait and took away all his stones, and he must surrender to me now."
"This is what you call the fish," Sophia shook her head. "This is so ridiculous. You can find those stupid rocks everywhere. This is no reason for him to surrender at all."
Sean said: "That kind of stone is not so easy to find... I really don't know how to explain a war to a woman."
"Then you don't need to say it. We must put forward more stringent conditions," Sophia put down her wine glass and said, "You don't need to give him the document of canonization. You need to give him a letter first and ask him to open the city gate and let you
Enter the city with your army and then accept his surrender."
Sean smiled helplessly and said: "My sister, even if you don't understand war, at least you understand etiquette, right? No lord will surrender to the enemy in front of his own people. At least he must accept surrender outside the city. This is the most basic
respect.”
"We don't need to respect him at all! He's just a loser!" Sophia raised her voice, "If he refuses to agree to such conditions, then let him surrender in your camp alone!"
"That's the way to deal with barbarians! No noble will go to the other side's camp alone and let the other side humiliate and manipulate him!" Sean said, "You are forcing him to fight me to the end!"
"Then let him resist!" Sophia stood up and said, "Anyway, we don't need to be afraid of him, and you don't need to reply to the letter. I can just give him a message directly!"
Sean stood up and grabbed Sophia's arm, saying: "I am the one leading the war. I have lost more than 300 people for this war! I need this victory now! You shouldn't cause trouble for me!"
"Am I causing trouble for you? You heartless idiot!" Sophia gritted her teeth, "For whom am I risking my life in the enemy's city for? I only give him two choices, either surrender in the city, or
Come to our camp and surrender!”
"My sister, you will ruin this victory!"
"Victory is earned, not given by others!"
Sophia put on her robe and disappeared into the night. The auxiliary minister Si Gwynedd River, who was hiding behind the tent, entered the tent.
"With all due respect, Prince, I heard part of the conversation between you and the princess."
"As long as you heard it, I won't have to repeat it to you," Sean picked up the silver wine bottle and took a big sip, "As long as I send the trebuchet halfway up the hillside, Shattered Snow City will be at my mercy. Now
The opportunity has come, this stupid woman Sophia insists on causing trouble for me!"
The assistant minister showed a strange smile. He checked carefully to make sure that there was no one around, and whispered to Sean: "I don't think your highness is stupid, because there have been several people in our kingdom.
Queen Ren.”
Sean drank a bottle of white fruit wine and said: "My stupid sister, although she is stupid, she does have this ambition."