I have a shelter

The manor house was well maintained under the arrangements of Baron Garvey. A brazier was erected in every room and people lived in it.

But the knights still like to sleep in the hall on the first floor. After all, it is more spacious and the fire pit is very warm. Chat and drink before going to bed, just like when we used to live in the Shelter Tavern.

However, after another group of travelers squeezed into the big house, the spacious hall seemed a little crowded and lively.

The shirtless Martin exhaled, handed the whip to Volpe, wiped the sweat from his body, picked up the wine bag and sat on the bench, leaning against Viscount Gast's head. The shoulders rested.

The angry curses in the hall gradually started to sound again among the whips. The viscount's eyes twitched fiercely as he looked at the knights who were kneeling on the ground motionless, exhaling and no longer breathing.

Even his increasingly dizzy head suddenly sobered up a bit.

"Damn, I can't help but throw those voiceless guys into the snow." Martin took a sip of wine, rubbed his chest and looked at the silent Viscount next to him, softly He said in a loud voice: "Don't be afraid, Gaster. We are all serious Templar knights, not horse bandits - you continue with your business. I was a little busy just now and didn't hear you clearly. You originally planned to visit. who?"

"We are going to Tulip Manor. Sir Martin's situation has become worse and worse after those giants came down the mountain. The earl has been having a headache these days. We, the retainers, need to discuss how to share the worries for the head of the family."

Anthony sat diagonally opposite him and asked a few questions from time to time. At his prompting, Lorna, who was sitting on the small bench on the other side, held a pen in her hand and wrote down all the key points.

This was already the second time he was being questioned, but during this time, Anthony fed him something to drink.

When the lord and Garvey walked down the stairs, Gaster's story was almost halfway through.

When Martin saw the lord coming, he quickly got up and moved a chair for him, and said: "Boss, this oily-faced nobleman is a big shot. He knows a lot! And this guy is also a personal trafficker!"

"Indeed, sir. Before the Mist Age, Viscount Gast was doing some population business. Because he had some connections with the Southern Kingdom, he even had many overseas ships. He has always had many very good 'resources' in his hands. We used to send Most of Guxi's population will flow into his hands." Garvey nodded and said, standing next to George's chair: "After the disaster, he, who was originally of high status, had a wide network of contacts. Gu Xi's status has become higher. He often visits the manors and castles of various nobles, and often meets with the earl. He is the most trusted among the four viscounts who are still alive. "

After saying this, he laughed: "Today is really a coincidence, sir. If Sir Carroll were here, I don't know what his expression would be like."

George nodded. It was indeed a coincidence.

The Viscount Gaster in front of him, who is about forty years old and slightly older than Carroll, is one of the four knight lords and the nephew of Sir Carroll.

Although they are blood relatives, the two people do not have much contact with each other. Most of the time, it was Carol who was far away in the east of the valley, living under the guise of his nephew.

This also allows Sir Carroll, who does not have much ability, to survive to this day.

"Those giants are numerous, somewhat intelligent, but very cruel." Lord Gaster on the bench touched his dizzy head and continued to talk.

"Are you smart? Let me make sure again, do those giants live in groups?" Anthony said: "How tall are they?"

At this time, Gaster's head was getting more and more dizzy. After hearing the question, he blinked his drowsy eyes and replied: "Yes, sir, I have seen a dead one, about four in number." Personally high.”

"Are there any other features?" Anthony asked.

"Very fat and strong, with blue-white skin and tattoos. He can use weapons and wear clothes. He also has horns on his head."

Viscount Gaster's words caused the surrounding knights to start a lively discussion. Among the giants they had seen and the legends they heard, there was no such thing.

"Do they like shiny things?" Anthony said with a raised eyebrow.

"I like it, my lord. We found gold coins in the dead giant's pocket."

There was a buzz in the hall, and the knights who were listening couldn't help but become more lively. Even Volpe put down the whip in his hand and took a sip of wine with great interest.

"Take it down, Lorna." Anthony said: "These thick fat things are the Frost Ogres - His Excellency Viscount Gaster, please continue talking."

"The noble Earl of Black Pearl told us that the giant tribe had been driven into the mountains by her knights. But after a while, those hungry and terrifying monsters came around from the other side."

"The Countess sent knights deep into the mountains and forests, intending to completely annihilate the tribe. But the situation became even worse - the giants were afraid of the Black Pearl Knights, but not afraid of us. They could always suddenly come down from somewhere in the mountains and forests, Raid our territory and plunder our property.”

"No matter how strong the city wall is, it will be vulnerable in front of them. No matter how brave the knight is, no matter how strong the armor is, they can't withstand them for a while."

"That stupid woman is not fit to be a leader at all! She is too indecisive!"

After saying this, Gaster suddenly woke up. Cold sweat broke out all over his body. He looked at the knights in red robes in front of him, with an extremely frightened look in his eyes.

"No, no, Miss, you have forgiven me for my unintentional words, you, please, please."

But after Anthony fed him another tube, the guy started to feel dizzy again.

Martin leaned next to George and said: "I feel that this boy is not as afraid of the devil leader as those 'Rose Knights' in red robes."

"The Rose Knight? What does it have to do with the Rose Manor?" George had never heard of such a knight beside the Countess of Black Pearl before.

"I heard there are seven of them. They wear blood-red armor and robes. Their identities are mysterious. No one has seen their faces. But there are rumors that they should have been some lords."

George touched his chin. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the Orion father from Hunter and the dead baron in the castle.

After the potion took effect, George opened his mouth.

"I want to ask, Lord Gaster." George narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "How long has it been since Elizabeth sent knights to the mountains?"

"It's been a while since I came back to the Ice and Snow Festival. I went out again after the New Year."

"Then how long does it take to come back each time?"

"Those giants have recently begun to move down the mountain again, and the tribe must have been dispersed again. The knights should be back soon, at most five or six days."

"How many of them went?"

"I went at least half of it this time."

George's eyes became a little strange. After a moment of silence, he asked Anthony: "Can you identify the identities of those blood descendants and even track their locations?"

"I can help you divine for a while," Anthony replied.

George's face darkened.

"You're kidding, George. It's actually not difficult to track a person. Hair, nails, etc. will do. As for tracking a group of people if they are blood descendants, it's actually 'easier' - just give Elizabeth some blood, and that's it. Oh, George, other people can do it. But Elizabeth is the source of the valley blood. Her blood is the noblest among the valley blood, and the nobler the blood used, the better the effect will be."

George said with some confusion: "Can Elizabeth also track the location of those blood descendants?"

"It depends on the situation. If she often sucks living people, even if she is not her blood descendant, she can sense it from a long distance. Otherwise, even if she is a direct blood descendant, she can only feel the general direction."

"Well, Anthony, can the 'alchemical wonder' you mentioned be mass-produced?"

Anthony said: "If it is mass production, the effect will be reduced - you can point to the position of the nearest vampire. Okay?"

"It's enough - I plan to use it for my mercenaries and bounty hunters, so try not to spend too much money while maintaining the usable range."

"I thought you were going to make something big." Anthony, who was originally a little excited, became a little disappointed. After thinking about it, he said: "What you want can only be regarded as toys - blood pigeons, pocket watches and compasses. And a small amount of mithril is enough. Relatively speaking, the most expensive of these materials is the pocket watch.”

"Well, there seems to be some in the homes of some nobles and wealthy families, which is enough." George nodded and said, "You can continue to ask him."

Anthony continued to ask, "After those ogres come down from the mountain, will the knights help you kill those ogres?"

"Those damned greedy things!" Gaster cursed, as if he was scolding the knights: "They deliberately pretended to be invisible and would return to the manor - in their opinion, the more people running out of the castle, the better. The more I like it!”

Anthony asked strangely: "Didn't anyone inform the Countess? She has a way to let the knights get the news and help you protect the territory?"

"The places that are affected by disasters are random. How can the earl know where the disaster is? It takes time for the lord to run over and notify. It takes time for the knights to rush. The giants who come back and forth have already returned to the mountain."

"However, we have already thought of a way - it was discovered by the clever Viscount Clober! He is our hero! His method makes us no longer worry about the castle being captured!"

The bored knights couldn't help but pricked up their ears and became interested. Martin even joked about this guy with a smile: "Kick all the people out and feed them to the giants, so they won't bother to smash your stone castle, right?"

"The enemy!" Gaster said, hammering his thigh: "As long as you drive out all the trash when they attack and feed the giants, they won't waste any more effort!~"

Martin opened his mouth in surprise, and the noise of the knights gradually stopped.

"They are called ogres, and they do not only eat humans." Anthony's voice was frighteningly cold: "They are omnivorous, but in their eyes, animals are the same as humans. And they like to eat humans just because human flesh is richer in salt - Hungry ogres don’t have to choose people to eat. Why do you have so many grains, pigs, cattle and sheep to feed them?”

"Then what do we eat?!" Gaster shouted with red eyes: "Leave those precious grains to feed those stupid people? Those losers will only waste food!!"

"Anthony, let him continue talking." George said, he turned his head and looked at Viscount Gast: "Tell me what you did."

"This method is very good, but there is another problem." Gast continued: "Those damn giants are like wolves that can't be fed. After knowing where the food is dropped, they will often go to the vicinity of the castle to harass."

"We discussed and came up with a solution. We started to drive those fools into the wilderness."

"The foraging giants have food, and the situation has become effective."

"But those damn fools always wander around and run to the vicinity of our camp and won't leave."

"So we thought of another way We will unite and drive those damn fools into the mountains. You know, after the fog came, everyone was very idle. There has been no autumn hunting for a long time. This clever method can not only solve our problems, but also allow us to communicate with each other during the activities. Show bravery in front of the ladies. It's just wonderful! "

"And those dead people can also cut off their meat and feed them to those fools. Giants don't pick up frozen bones on the ground."

"In this way, not only will the number of people who eat food be reduced, but also those wastes who eat food will be useful! ! "

You can hear a pin drop in the hall, and only Alexander's snoring is left.

"It's really smart." George slowly clapped his hands.