I have a shelter

Several young men and women in the meeting hall fainted before they finished listening to what he said. Before they closed their eyes, the three words "conscription order" echoed in their minds. The words "I am weak all over" and "I can't be a soldier" were almost written on their faces.

Obviously, these people believed the words without thinking about them again.

Some nobles with experience knew the divine patterns of the Holy See to some extent. Some people even recognized the complex patterns on the divine robes representing the bishops and the church emblems engraved on the knights' armor at a glance.

Those emblems and divine patterns are very similar to the styles of the "St. Wilmik Cathedral" of the three major churches. There is only one more parallel emblem representing the meaning of "dawn". But in any case, it represents that their status is only high, not low.

As for the messenger who looked a little familiar, the clothes he wore even had the mark of Yongfeng City.

After a brief look, these people couldn't help but feel a buzzing in their heads and a slight dizziness in their heads.

Did the Church officially send troops to the valley? !

There were discussions in the meeting hall, and it gradually became chaotic - the Church and the Duke jointly collected grain and soldiers, what kind of big event happened? !

Looking at the unreasonable eyes of the knights, these thousand people were like sheep surrounded by wolves.

Just as the noisy voices intensified, the armored giant seemed to be impatient with the noise. With his roar, the whole hall fell silent.

It seemed that things happened by chance. At this time, the Black Pearl Knights who heard the news pushed the door and rushed into the dance floor from the inner hall behind the banquet hall.

They gathered more and more, and their number was obviously several times more than that of the uninvited guests. But what was strange was that these knights who had rushed to the hall with great momentum, when they saw the costumes of these Templar Knights, they actually widened their eyes, and there was a flash of fear on their faces.

Then some people held the swords at their waists tightly with red eyes and trembling hands, while some people looked upstairs with sweat on their foreheads and pale faces.

George was a little surprised at the strange scene in front of him. Then he smiled coldly.

But at this moment, a magnetic but slightly lazy voice suddenly sounded not far away: "It's my uncle~, did you write again?"

George turned his head and saw a young woman leaning slightly on the escalator platform, looking at herself slightly and shaking the wine glass gently - the color was like bright red blood.

This woman looks very beautiful, but not perfect, but very distinctive.

Her dark brown slightly curly long hair is tied up, and her eyes are like beautiful emeralds. When she squints slightly, it sometimes reminds people of a cat, and when she opens her eyes wide, she looks like a beautiful lioness. It looks like a very unique sense of beauty.

And when you look directly into her green eyes, you can find that under her lazy appearance, there seems to be a deep wildness.

George didn't know why he was so fascinated by her when he was young. But when they looked into each other's eyes, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This woman who had once met him briefly should be in her thirties or forties now. However, she was as young as he remembered.

Time did not leave any traces on her face, but made her more mature.

Elizabeth slowly sipped the wine in the glass and slowly walked down the steps.

The group of nobles who had just been panicking changed their perspective at this moment, and their eyes fell on her.

At this moment, the nobles and knights found a force from this woman, which made them no longer panic, as if they had regained their confidence, and slowly straightened their chests.

"The Earl is really in a good mood." George narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded, looking as if he had suppressed a burst of anger in his chest: "You really managed the logistics of the Duke."

After this cold voice fell, the iron hands threw a letter at the feet of the Countess.

This action is probably not enough to be described as arrogant - it is simply rude!

After seeing this, the Black Pearl Knights drew their swords in anger, and the panic and fear that the Templar Knights had brought to them before were also completely dispersed by the anger.

Obviously, the Countess was more rational than them, and this was within George's expectations - she waved her hand to stop the knights.

Then, George was slightly surprised to see that the Countess actually bent down regardless of her manners, lowered her head in front of him, and picked up the letter on the ground.

Such a scene made him raise his eyebrows, slightly surprised.

But what George did not expect the most was Elizabeth's next words.

"Mr. Alexander, please don't do this. Please rest here with the knights. I will do my best to meet all your needs." The Countess smiled slightly, and the smile that bloomed did not seem to be welcoming a group of uninvited guests, but rather seemed to be welcoming an old friend who came from afar.

At this moment, all the breathing in the hall seemed to stop.

After hearing these words, George couldn't help but blinked fiercely and picked his ears.

He looked at the big guy next to him with a confused expression, and saw that the big guy just came over, touched the back of his head, and smiled sheepishly: "Oh? How do you know I'm hungry?"

Mrs. Elizabeth turned her eyes and looked at this silly man, her eyes full of surprise and her face blank.

George looked at the two people confused, making sure that they did not know each other. After he was at a loss for a moment, he looked at the countess' confused eyes and suddenly realized - this girl must be deceiving him!

It's a really well thought out performance!

"Haha, Your Excellency the Earl." George laughed, his face suddenly turned very gloomy: "Among the bishops I know, whether they are new or existing ones, there is absolutely no one with the name 'Alexander'. "

He can still be sure of this matter. After all, he has been in the church (although he is a trainee priest), but he still knows the names of important people like the bishop, including adults who have the opportunity to be promoted to bishops in the future.

However, after George said this, the countess actually showed a blank look on her face - as if she had indeed heard of 'Alexander'.

Then George saw her eyes widen, first looking at Alexander, and then at herself. As if he understood something, his face turned from red to blue.

Finally, she nodded slowly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at George with those murderous eyes.

""

Alexander - who the name mentioned by the countess refers to, George may never be able to figure out in the future.

But no matter what, he knew that there must be a huge misunderstanding.

Black Pearl Manor, living room on the third floor.

Looking at the Black Pearl Knights walking out of the door, George felt that compared to the tall and sturdy men in his impression, they were too slender and handsome.

Moreover, whenever I looked at them, there would be a trace of unconcealable panic in their eyes, as if I, the archbishop, knew how to eat people.

He really couldn't understand how the countess could rely on such a group of people to build a strong barrier here, so that the troubles in the north of the manor could not pass through and attack the waste lords in the south.

"Someone once told me that the bones of my ancestors should be exhumed from the cemetery and burned cleanly. But you know, in those days. For me who had just inherited the territory, it was very difficult to issue such an order. After so many years, I gradually discovered that everything he said was right, but I made too many wrong decisions. He was right. I was a stupid and indecisive woman. "

The words in his ears made George slowly come back to his senses. He picked up the cup of black tea that had just been filled. After taking a sip, he found that there was no sugar or milk added. He liked the bitter and refreshing taste very much.

But the earl's cup of tea was filled with milk and honey.

Withdrawing his gaze, George looked into Elizabeth's eyes, smiled slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, on this point, I have different opinions from you - what I saw today is a wise and wise woman. You are a decisive lord, and I admire what you have done over the years.”

If Anthony heard this shameless compliment, he would probably spit it out on the spot. But as long as the countess can fulfill all the promises she just made, George can also spit it out if it's even more disgusting.

However, in fact, judging from the current situation in the west of the valley. The host here is indeed very powerful - if what she says is true.

One hundred thousand souls - before, when Elizabeth said this number, George almost spat out the tea in his mouth. And even now, he still has great doubts about this matter in his heart.

But those drunken nobles and the grain being carried outside the window are real. This made George have to doubt again and again whether there was still sunshine in this area of ​​the valley, and today it was just a heavy fog.

He really couldn't figure out how the Earl of Black Pearl would use to keep all the monsters away from the north if there was no sunlight.

Unless those monsters, like those nobles, could obey her orders like dogs - with just one word from her, those proud and extravagant nobles rushed into the barn regardless of their filth or fatigue.

George felt that everything he saw today was too weird, and this manor had always given him an indescribable feeling.

But no matter what, this rich woman has made a promise.

She said she would fill her seven ships with grain and transport them to designated locations.

Each of these seven thousand-material ships can carry three to four hundred tons of cargo. When full, there are seven or eighty thousand bushels.

The earl promised to give 100,000 military rations, so the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 will be transported by horses.

This amount of food is absolutely an astronomical amount in this period.

And if what those nobles said is true, then this woman seems to have distributed a lot of food to various territories in the south over the years.

She is guarding here like a sea-fixing needle. No matter how huge the waves are in the north, the south is still calm.

George didn't know how this woman did it. It seemed to him that the countess had started preparing even before the fog. I'm afraid it's hard to explain.

Many things are probably too bizarre - just talking about food, given the current pollution situation in the earldom, even if there is a lot of food stored, it would probably take tens of thousands of bushels every year to feed the thousands of soldiers and knights in the manor castle.

Given the pollution situation in the surrounding area, it is good enough to be self-sufficient, not to mention taking out surplus food to give to the southern territory.

So just saving money is probably impossible.

Unless the thousands of people guarding the earldom have nothing to eat or drink

After a pause, George said: "Anyway, Lord Earl. For everything you have done, I am grateful to you on behalf of the Duke and the people of the entire Western Territory. Without your food, the battle on the front line will end in a disastrous ending. If you need any help in the future, please write to me. My knights are stationed at the entrance of the valley."

"I don't need help, George." Elizabeth turned her head with a hint of arrogance in her tone: "The Black Pearl family is much richer than you think, and the knights of Black Pearl can also protect this land."

The countess continued: "But if you want to help yourself and also want to worry about the future of the people in the valley. I suggest you pay attention to the areas north of my manor."

The two sentences of the Earl of Black Pearl are somewhat contradictory. Because if she really has this ability, she doesn't need anyone to help her worry about the north - as long as she pushes the army over.

So this made George feel a little surprised. But he immediately understood that Elizabeth's words might just be a bit of a face-saving thing.

So he didn't say much, just nodded, as a promise.

"But I will write to you."

The last look from the Countess made George feel very unnatural.

"Dear Lady Elizabeth, I have always had a question, please help me explain it."

"Please go ahead."

"Who is Alexander?"

"I don't know this person, I just heard that the Holy See will send him to take over this place." Elizabeth took a sip of tea and said casually. After a pause, she smiled and added: "The valley is closed to information, and there will inevitably be some wrong rumors. There were some misunderstandings today, please don't worry about it, Your Excellency the Bishop."

The words from the Countess sounded reasonable. But the expression in her eyes at the moment was not the case.

George looked at the stiff smile on Elizabeth's face, nodded "Oh~", and tactfully regarded the whole thing as a misunderstanding.

Then, he coughed without blushing and asked, "Well, honorable lady, I heard that you still have some ore here?"

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