"Lord White Bear has died. This is a fact that everyone knows."
"Nonsense! This is just a rumor!"
In the hall of the Keep, the thin Trevor shouted loudly, complaining about Lord Rhodes' sacrifice. However, there were people below who refuted it on the spot. Virgil stood in the crowd and straightened his spine. His eyes were bright.
There is God, and I am no longer the confused and confused person I was a few days ago.
"Rumor? Oh~ I also hope this is a rumor, but we have to face this problem-it is not a rumor. Lord Rhodes died. Troll King and Ironhide, they will not let anyone who enters the cave go. Ji
Lord Geer, you said it yourself, Lord Rhodes may have entered the Troll King's lair. Then, if he succeeded, he should have come back long ago..."
Trevor said with a sigh.
The best actors are Machiavellian. Virgil just wanted to rush forward and tear off the pretender's skin and let everyone see his corrupt and dark heart, but he couldn't. This is Nethergarde, not Blackhammer. He couldn't.
Chase out a person with the blood of a lord in public.
"Perhaps he encountered some difficulties on the way and wasted some time?"
Jigur interjected. This made Virgil look at the lord of Winterfell Castle with admiration. He had wrongly accused him before. Jigur was still a man of good character. He said one is one and two is two. After he came back that day
At that time, he just told everyone the facts he knew. Virgil regretted his impulse at that time.
"Some news should come back." Trevor smoothed his hair and said, "Lord Jiger, I also hope that the facts are what you said, but now, we have to face the facts."
"Facts? What kind of facts do you want?"
Lord Bertner of Hearth City asked rhetorically.
"The fact now is that Lord Rhodes can't come back and is sleeping on the snowy mountains. However, the threats of greenskins, beastmen, and ratmen have not been eliminated. We need someone like Lord Rhodes to lead the overall situation."
Trevor said sincerely.
"We'll find the body first."
Bertner returned dissatisfied.
"I'm afraid I can't find it. On the top of the snow mountain, in the Troll King's lair, how can we find the body of Lord White Bear?"
Trevor shrugged and said helplessly.
"However, the Northern Territory cannot continue to be abandoned like this."
He continued, although not many people responded to him.
“The North Calls for Leaders.”
Trevor rolled up his sleeves and shouted.
Just when everyone thought he was going to say his name, Trevor turned around and looked at the Lord of Stone Breaker, Volkow, who was sitting in his seat. In an instant, Trani understood everything. She suddenly understood that her brother-in-law
What was he planning? He knew that he was not strong enough to convince the crowd. So he chose the Lord of Split Rock Castle, who was most at odds with Rhodes among the many Lords, to take refuge with him. In this way, once Volkuf won the approval of everyone, he would
To be able to get the support of Volkov, he needs a backer. Just like when he chose Rhodes.
"When Lord Rhodes went north, Volkuf led the northern coalition forces to block another greenskin siege of Watchfort. So..."
"So let him take Rod's place?"
Bertner interrupted Trevor and yelled.
"Let him beat me before we talk!"
The burly Lord Bertner roared disdainfully.
At this time, Lord Volkow of Stone Split Castle, who had been sitting silently in his seat, slowly stood up.
"Everyone, please listen to me. I don't want to be the commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory. In fact, there should be no so-called commander-in-chief in the Northern Territory. Our king will always be the Tsar of Kislev. I am very sorry about Rhodes' matter.
It’s sad, very painful. And I will do my best to defend the North. I will do my best to contribute.”
Seeing that the situation was not right, Volkov hurriedly got up and smoothed things over. His smoothness made everyone no longer target Trevor, and at the same time, they no longer targeted himself. Of course, Volkov also knew that he wanted to replace Luo
I’m afraid it will still take some time for virtue to gain a place in everyone’s minds...
…
Virgil walked in from outside the house with a sullen look on his face. On a cold morning with a strong north wind, downstairs there were the sounds of soldiers hitting each other with their weapons during training.
It is extremely cold in Kislev this year. Even though it is already summer, the air is still mixed with the smell of ice. According to the report of the rangers, the sky above the dark forest is still covered by dark clouds that cannot be resolved. That is the north
The clouds of the earth are cold and dark. Maybe this is related to the unnatural snowstorm in Kislev last year? But who knows? Knowledge about magic, nature, and climate has been sealed in towers all year round, and only a few kingdoms have it.
Wizards can enter.
Virgil didn't care whether the climate was abnormal, he was just worried about whether his lord would have difficulty in the north? If there was an endless winter north of the north...
"Sir, breakfast is ready for you."
The attendant's words brought Vergil back to reality from his thoughts. In any case, he is now the acting commander-in-chief of Blackhammer Castle. The matter of Lord Rhodes can only be decided by the gods.
Virgil sighed, walked to the table, sat down, and started eating breakfast. The people in the kitchen prepared two eggs, two sausages, a piece of toast, and hot butter. Seeing the attendant standing aside, Virgil
Invite him to sit down and eat together.
"Have you had your breakfast?"
Virgil asked. He recalled that Lord Rhodes used to treat him like this. It should be said that he treated all his subordinates like this. He was approachable and did not put on airs. Unknowingly, he had affected the people around him, causing Virgil to slowly also treat him.
Do things and treat others the Rhodes way.
"Well, I've eaten, sir."
The attendant returned immediately.
"Have something to say?"
Seeing the nervous look on the attendant's face, Virgil couldn't help but ask one more question. Concern came naturally, as he had always done.
"...Sir...well...I want to say..."
"If you have something to say, just say it."
Virgil put down his knife and fork, leaned on his chair, and said with a smile.
"Sir... I heard, is Lord Rhodes unable to come back?"
The attendant asked stammeringly.
"That's a rumor."
Virgil waved his hand and continued to eat his breakfast.
"But what if that's true?"
The attendant's face looked a little ugly.
"Do you believe?"
Virgil swallowed the food in his mouth and sighed.
"Everyone is spreading the news like this now..."
The attendant answered seriously.
"Then let them pass it on. We can't silence other people's mouths."
Virgil shrugged, expressing his helplessness. He continued to eat the sausage on the plate.
"Sir, have you ever thought about it, if what everyone is saying is true, then the future owner of Blackhammer Castle..."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
At this time, Virgil was a little unhappy. His face darkened.
"Sir, I have sworn allegiance to you, so I dare not tell lies. I am just worried about the future of Black Hammer Castle... If Lord Rhodes really dies in the north, then Black Hammer Castle will have no heir...
I mean, the only heir - Denis, she is still studying at the Kislev Magic Academy..."
The squire explained in a trembling voice, looking up at his knight from time to time.
Virgil's eyes narrowed. If the upper-class nobles were fighting for power, why would an ordinary servant have such evil thoughts? The position of lord is vacant, do you want me to replace Rhodes?
After a moment of silence, Virgil suddenly stood up from his chair. A loud sound of tables and chairs being moved was heard. The chief knight of Blackhammer Castle pressed his attendant on the window sill, anger flashing between his brows.
"Tell me, who ordered you to say this to me?"
Virgil yelled.
The attendant was lying on his back, leaning against the window sill, his head already hanging in the air. The height below was five stories high. If he fell, he would be disabled even if he fell to his death.
"No, no one...I swear...I just...for your own good...my lord...my lord..."
The attendant struggled and begged for mercy.
Virgil's anger slowly subsided.
"You'd better erase such thoughts from your mind completely. If you dare to mention this in front of me next time, I will throw you out from here to feed the dogs."
The chief knight stared at his squire, his eyes full of loyalty and order. Although there was indeed a trace of evil thoughts deep in his heart... but chivalry and morality told him that he must erase these desires, not even a little bit.
No. Lord Rhodes thinks so highly of him and trusts him so much that he should never betray him in this life!