"Dear Sally, the team should start to Fenx Village as planned, but the Uncle Smith I am looking for seems to be back tomorrow. In order not to delay the trip, you will go there with the team today, how about it?"

In the eyes of outsiders, the young Earl of Frances has always been polite to his sister Sally and speaks without any leakage.

He had sea blue eyes and a handsome appearance. Although he was not wearing gorgeous clothes at this time, he still had the aristocratic atmosphere that civilians could not reach.

Sally, who stood in front of him, is sixteen years old. It is the golden age for girls to grow up. Her long white platinum hair is extremely dazzling in the sun, and her skin is very fair, and she does not have the freckles that most children will have at this age. The oval face and the material of the light gray linen skirt are the same as those of the peasant women not far away, but because of her slender figure, she has a different temperament.

Facing Francis' words, Sally, who was waving to several children in the distance, turned around and whispered: "So... do I need to go to Fenx Village alone today?"

"It seems that this is the only way. Uncle Smith has helped me a lot - he forged this sword for me." Francis took off his sword and stared at the well-maintained sword body in the sun and said, "This is my first sword. He has been with me for more than ten years, and has witnessed the growth of my sword skills."

"That's why I should thank this blacksmith." Sally smiled and had two cute dimples on her lips, "But then, don't you really need me to be here with you?"

To outsiders, this is a series of conversations between an innocent little girl and her brother, but perhaps only Francis would notice the cunning hidden in Sally's gaze.

"Don't worry, I'm more suitable for riding a fast horse than you. Even if my father doesn't let me ride a carriage, I'd like to let you suffer these hardships--and I still have to be reserved for my father's decision." Francis smiled and changed the subject, not planning to answer positively.

In the end, Sally did not continue to ask questions and casually told him to pay attention to safety. Soon after, he took five followers and a maid on the way to the next village.

Francis looked at his sister's back as he walked away, his eyes gradually calmed down and his lips slightly pursed.

His eyes drooped, and the young count's face seemed to have a faint look of struggle, but he finally gritted his teeth and took out a letter written by grass sandpaper from his arms. After reading it again, he tore it into pieces, chanted a spell gently, summoned a small cluster of flames in his palm, and slowly burned the grass sandpaper that only orcs could use into ashes.

In the distance, the girl riding on the horse gently pulled the reins, as if she suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked a middle-aged guard beside her and said, "Uncle Gesen, how many years have you not seen an orc?"

As Sally went to Fenx Village, there were five guards and a maid. At this time, the captain of the guard, Gesen, who followed Sally, should be one of the veterans who grew up watching the girl. Now his physical condition has reached its peak, but his combat experience and knowledge are much richer than the young soldiers beside him. After hearing Sally's question, Gesen thought for a while and replied: "It should be thirteen years, right? When I fought with these guys last time... I had a scar on my knees, and it still hurts a little when it rains."

"That must hurt... I'm sorry, it reminds you of these things," Sally apologized sincerely without artificiality. Gesen, who is familiar with her, understands her kindness and does not refuse her apology. She just asked curiously: "Why did Miss Sally remember to ask these things? Do you think orcs will appear in the villages on the border?"

Sally shook her head, but thought about it thoughtfully, and asked, "If—I mean, if an orc attacks the village, do you think...the security forces in these villages are enough for them to defend?"

She still had that slightly curious expression, but no one could see the coldness behind her eyes.

"To be honest, after leaving these villages, I really don't think they have this ability. The scouting team set up here by the Duke is not a combat team. They have no combat power at all. They are just used as early warning and information. They have no ability to resist when encountering orcs." Lao Gesen frowned, "Do you think there will be danger?"

After being together for so long, Gesen did not look down on Sally because she was young. In fact, he was the person who could best understand how capable this child was for so many years. So after just a few sentences of inquiries, he noticed a trace of unusual meaning.

"The geographical location of Fenx Village should be considered the most prominent in the Kingdom and is also the closest village to Fortress of the Orc Kingdom Cohen, right? I just thought of these things and have these questions."

If it were other girls of the same age, no one would have known the specific location of Fenx Village so well, let alone the name of the Orc Empire Fortress. However, at this time, Sally's words were peaceful and natural, and even with some familiarity as she knew them. While talking, her beautiful eyes looked behind her, thinking.

Old Gerson is a veteran. He would not naively think that war will stay away from this country forever. His understanding of the orcs made him far better than when he was younger than when he was beside him and understood whether the concerns in Sally just spoke were reasonable. So he frowned and asked in a low voice: "Miss Sally... Do I need me to send someone to contact the people from Consetton fortress?"

Sally nodded, her eyes narrowed slightly into the distance.

"I should send someone to contact you, but I hope that the gate of the fortress will not reject my request for asylum."

....

When night fell, fog spread, and the starry sky above us disappeared, replaced by hazy water vapor. The sound of horse hooves broke through the silence, and it sounded slightly abruptly outside Fenx Village.

This may be the first time Roddy showed some anxiety in front of these scouts.

It took only an hour to hurry over Nolan Village, thirty kilometers away. His mood changed drastically along the way, because when he came outside the village, he learned from the farmers around the village that Sally and Francis was about to arrive in the village.

So... all the questions and assumptions in Roddy's mind were almost perfectly fit together at this time.

The tragedy in my memory should have happened tomorrow.

He couldn't help but remember the date stated in the orc letter - if the plan above remains unchanged and a squadron of more than fifty orcs rushed over, the village really doesn't even have the ability to resist.

At this time, there were not many choices in front of Roddy, so he asked for help from the fortress? Perhaps Carter still held such hope, but Roddy knew that it was too late.

He was familiar with the rules of the noble lords of the Karen Kingdom - if he wanted to bring a team from the fortress, regardless of how many people, he first needed a noble with a baron or above status to write a letter and emblem to prove his identity and intention. After obtaining permission, the fortress would have to start a round of recruitment operations, ranging from three days to one month... The routine process is still like this. If a scout from a border village ran to the fortress and said something that "military information is urgent, and it needs immediate support", he would never have to pay attention to it with his knees.

What if the orc comes suddenly?

No one considers this kind of problem at all - "The war has passed, and now is an era of peace" - everyone thinks so.

So at this moment, Roddy looked at the Fenx Village in front of her, and her heart was so complicated that it was tight.

"In the end...it's still happening to this kind of thing..."

A letter that had nothing to do with him finally made him busy again. Roddy took a deep breath, picked up the water bag and drooled, then sprinkled it on his face, turned to the scouts beside him and said, "After entering the village, Immediately wake the villagers from door to door, ask them to pack up immediately, and tell them that they must evacuate here before midnight, otherwise what is waiting for them and us will be dead. Do you understand?"

"yes!"

The soldiers on the horse were a little tired, but they looked serious and did not dare to neglect any.

Roddy then handed the letter he forged to Ruger, asking him and Carter to hand it over to the second lieutenant of the scout unit in the village, and asked the other party to cooperate with the action - this scout team also belonged to the private army of the Russiflon family, so the letter written in the name of Second lieutenant Soding came in handy at this time.

After the task was allocated, the team with orderly division of labor immediately began to act. The scout rushed to the village and began to knock on the doors from house to house, loudly notifying the orcs of the impending alarm - this kind of "death first and then report" behavior was something Roddy had to do. He had no time to debate with those who had objections, because even if he was finally dealt with the crime, he could still push Lieutenant Soding.

Roddy himself rode his horse directly to the manor of Fenx Village. Roddy, with two scimitars on his waist, metal arm armor on both arms and horn bows on his back, was much more powerful than other scouts. If he hadn't seen the emblem on his chest, ordinary people would have thought that the guards of the Russiflon family were in front of him.

"What happened to the emergency letter from Butler Anderson!"

Roddy pretended to be panicked, and his tone was so fast that he poured water on his face that he looked sweaty at the moment. He raised the letter he wrote in his hand, and ran toward the servant who walked out of the manor house: "Let me in, things are very important, and it will be delayed by a little bit, and no one of you can afford to take responsibility!"

This was definitely not a joke. Several servants who did not dare to take responsibility quickly took him into the stone main house of the manor. The manor housekeeper named Hall frowned deeply and his expression was not very pleasant.

Because just this morning, a scout from Nolan Village came over and told him that the orcs were going to attack here...

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

This is what Hall said when he rushed the scout out. He was very angry. After all, the scout was a private soldier of Russifron. In terms of duties and obligations, they were all uninterference with Lord Kirk. Why are you crazy at this time? What qualifications do you have to point fingers at Lord Kirk's manor?

So at this moment, he saw the emblem on Roddy, and he was ready to do it perfunctorily and said, "What do you have--"

But at this moment, another servant suddenly squeezed away Roddy and hurried into the room.

"Hall Butler, Miss Sally's team has arrived!"

This sentence immediately made Roddy, who was originally preparing to speak, immediately lost his say--because he saw the Hall butler in front of him immediately took his eyes off him, turned around and walked out, completely without any intention of paying attention to him.

Obviously, compared with the Duke's children, Roddy was not prepared to give any face to such an optional character. Roddy was left alone and could not say anything to let them help the villagers transfer...

The letter signed by Anderson was held in his hand and he didn't even have time to show it.

Hey... these dogs look down on people.

Roddy understood that his position was simply unaware of the "faye" of the lord and steward. After cursing a few words in his heart, he was not angry. He turned around and prepared to urge Ruger and Carter to act quickly. He organized some words in his mind to explain to the Miss Sally. After all, time was tight, and as long as he could motivate the villagers out of the house, the rest of the matter would naturally be completed.
Chapter completed!