The hills under the setting sun were covered with snowflakes and dyed white, the hills in the wilderness were undulating, and in the distance, huge snow-capped mountains were connected together. Under this silver-covered world, Vladimir dressed up and walked forward.
He was in a good mood, just like the melting winter snow. After a year, he could finally see his son again. The Queen's pardon was in his pocket, and he realized the warmth.
The Great Wall is not far away. The cliff wall standing in the north of Kislev is like a giant's white arm, dividing the land into two. To the south is the vast grassland and woodland, which is the country of civilized order.
The lady's home. To the north of the high wall is the barbaric, chaotic and plundering troll country. Two completely different forms are intertwined here and separated, forming a clear opposing camp. The Great Wall is like civilization.
The symbol of order spreads human civilization in this ice and snow.
Vladimir rode a fast horse and galloped all the way. The huge white city wall slowly appeared in front of his eyes. It got taller and taller, until it stood in front of Vladimir like a mountain peak.
The guards of Black Crow Castle stopped them and asked these knights to show their passage orders. Under the rule of Queen Denis, even the nobles of the Kislev palace were not allowed to enter and leave the Great Wall at will, and these knights from the south were no exception.
Vladimir dismounted, walked up to the guards, and presented the ring symbolizing his identity and the royal decree at the same time. This was just a certificate for entering and exiting the fortress. He also had a very important letter that he had not yet produced, and there was no need to present it to a group of people.
The soldier looked. Because it was Queen Denis's pardon, about her son Boris. He came to take his son home.
The guard took the token, carefully compared and confirmed it, and politely received these distinguished guests from the capital. They were indeed distinguished guests. Grand Duke Vladimir, Count Kastona, these people are not ordinary people.
As you can see, they have traveled thousands of miles to come here, and naturally they have become distinguished and rare guests.
Commander-in-Chief Warwick arrived late. He was inspecting the Night Watch troops on the Great Wall. Coming down from the Great Wall was really a time-consuming task. Even using the elevator, it would take a while.
"Your Majesty, why did you come from Kislev? You didn't even notify me in advance."
The commander said in a friendly and humble tone. Although he was older than Vladimir in terms of age, this did not prevent him from calling the man in front of him an adult.
"To make a long story short, let's go inside and talk."
Vladimir said and walked directly into the house as if he was the owner here.
Warwick did not say a word. Although he felt slightly uncomfortable, he was indeed much lower than Vladimir in terms of level.
Even the commander-in-chief's office is still very simple in layout, even a bit crude in Vladimir's opinion. A brown bear fur and two swords are hung on the thick wall, and the floor is made of bare stone tiles and even a carpet.
None. The wine was being heated on the charcoal pot. The only furniture in the whole room was the heavy and huge long office table and the ordinary wooden chair behind the table. Apart from that, there was not even a sofa.
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Vladimir frowned. Obviously, he didn't care how shabby the environment here was. He just guessed that even the commander-in-chief's room was so shabby, so the environment where his son lived must be very bad.
"Thank you for your hard work, Commander."
Vladimir came in, pulled up the chair, and sat down. After looking around, he returned his gaze to old Warwick.
Warwick clenched his fists and saluted, "It is my lifelong duty to defend the Great Wall and Kislev."
As soon as he finished speaking, Vladimir changed the subject——
"I heard that the construction of the Great Wall was not going smoothly. It was often invaded by wild beasts and barbarians."
"This is indeed the case, but our soldiers regard death as their own and will not flinch."
Warwick replied.
"So, where is my son?" Vladimir paused, "I mean Boris."
"He is brave, he is the bravest among us."
The commander continued to answer.
"So, where is he now? I want to see him."
After Vladimir asked, Warwick's face turned pale. He had already guessed the purpose of the Grand Duke of Kislev coming here. However, Boris...
"Sorry, sir, Boris is not here."
Warwick returned in a low voice and was prepared for the Grand Duke's angry questions. He had done nothing wrong, and Warwick firmly believed that all his actions were fair.
"Not here? What do you mean?"
Vladimir asked. He stared at the Great Wall Commander in front of him, feeling uneasy in his heart.
"Sir, Boris and the Rangers went out on a mission a while ago and have not returned yet."
Warwick replied coldly.
"What do you mean? My son Boris went north of the Great Wall and disappeared, right?!"
Vladimir's voice became obviously louder. His long-awaited expectations were now in vain. He wanted to squeeze this old man to death, but he couldn't. The commander of the Great Wall was personally appointed by Rhodes, although his rank was not high.
, but they directly obeyed Rhodes' orders. No one can do anything to them.
"Yes, my lord."
Warwick cleared his throat and returned.
"How long have you been missing?"
Vladimir suppressed his emotions and continued to ask.
"One month. Sir, Boris and the rangers went out to the Great Wall to carry out the task of destroying the beastman settlement. According to the rangers, they encountered a beastman ambush and attack in the forest. Boris killed the beastman alone.
The leader rescued everyone. But after that, he did not come back with everyone, but continued to go deep into the forest alone to continue completing the mission."
"enough!"
Warwick's words were interrupted on the spot by Vladimir. He really couldn't listen anymore. He couldn't tolerate this happening anymore.
"My son, my only son, was exiled here, but he is still my son Vladimir. There are countless dangers outside this city wall. There is no Great Wall. Why do you think a few cavalry can destroy a city?
Beastmen tribe?”
Vladimir asked loudly, and the guards outside the door stopped and stretched their necks to look curiously.
"This is the task and responsibility of the night watchman. It is to ensure that the Great Wall is not invaded by any foreigners. Our construction schedule has been delayed. We must clear out the beastmen outside the city as soon as possible."
Warwick answered calmly.
"Extremely stupid!"
Vladimir roared that the scene he had been looking forward to, today, was the moment when he and his son were reunited. But now, he heard another terrible and cruel reality.
"I will send people to find my son. He is no longer a guard of the Great Wall or a night watchman. From today on, he will restore all the names and powers of my family."
As he spoke, Vladimir took out the warmed secret letter and threw it on the table——