Sword of Dawn

"Go, go, go!" Gao Wen pressed Amber's face and pushed her away forcefully, "When a person dies, he doesn't know anything, do you understand? I was just idling and talking nonsense!"

"Tch..." Amber stared at Gao Wen for a long time, and turned away after confirming that the other party really didn't want to tell her, "Old people are so boring."

Gao Wen: "Say it again?!"

In a flash, Amber was gone.

Chapter 0023 Going to the Royal Capital

Those who escaped the nightmare of Cecilland were lucky and unlucky.

Burning houses, earth corrupted by elemental forces, terrifying giants strutting out of the fog of chaos, and those relatives and friends who died under it all-everything haunts every survivor like a nightmare. The people of heaven, even though they have fled to the safe town of Tanzania, even with the protection of knights and soldiers, the fear has never subsided from the hearts of the survivors even for a moment.

Because even those soldiers wearing armor, in fact, few can sleep peacefully these days.

Many people have to use alcohol to anesthetize themselves, and those poor people who can't even get drunk can only suffer. In addition, it is impossible to have a good life when they are displaced as refugees on the territory of other lords in this era. The living environment, the situation has become worse.

Not to mention maintaining the order of the refugees, Knight Philip now feels a little powerless to maintain the soldiers and let the soldiers report the situation regularly every day.

But fortunately, the lord returned safely, and brought an unexpected and powerful pillar.

Outside Tanzania Town, Rebecca looked at the citizens gathered in front of her. These people were ragged and haggard—even though Viscount Andrew had indeed done basic resettlement and food distribution, the nobles of this era did not treat civilians well. The charity given is extremely limited, and it is already a manifestation of the kindness of the viscount that he can keep these people from freezing and starving to death, far surpassing his colleagues. Rebecca can't ask too much for this.

And for those who escaped from Cecil Territory, the appearance of the lord is an effective enough booster.

Commoners in this era do not have a high level of consciousness and psychological quality, and they are actually not very loyal to the lord, although Rebecca can be regarded as a benevolent and friendly lord (the main reason is that the little girl is not good at brains, and she still has a lot of loyalty to the lord. You can’t learn the cunning and greed of your noble colleagues), but after all, she has only been in office for less than a year. Due to the poor information transmission, in fact, many citizens don’t even know what their lord looks like.

But the appearance of the lord is still an encouragement. For these poor people who have been in panic for many days, as long as someone stands up and announces that they will continue to protect them, it is enough.They don't care who their master is or what she looks like. Hundreds of years of feudal system have made commoners lose a lot of thinking ability, but it has also made them very easy to satisfy. In Gao Wen's view, this is A cohesion based on ignorance and ignorance—and it works.

The people who came to see them off were only a small part, and more people stayed in Tanzania Town, taking care of their belongings or doing work in exchange for everyone's food. Rebecca looked at these people and wanted to say a few words, but she really didn't know What to say, I looked at Philip Knight: "These people still have to be taken care of by you, Knight, before we come back, try to make sure that there is no one less."

"I promise you with my oath!" Philip straightened his chest, "I will protect every member and every property of Cecil's family for you!"

"And don't forget to tell you what to do," Gao Wen said, "Viscount Andrew will provide the necessary help, you just need to send out those people with good legs, feet and good brains - don't begrudge money, they will do things are more precious than money."

"Yes!" The young knight replied loudly, but he still couldn't hide his confusion. As a person who lived in a closed age and specialized in martial arts, it was difficult for him to keep up with Gawain's thoughts, "But those things Is it really that important?"

"Of course it's important," Gao Wen laughed. "It's gossip if it's small, and it's public opinion effect if it's big. Don't underestimate these invisible forces. Once everyone starts talking about the same thing, even the king will Restless."

After making some arrangements, Gawain and Rebecca boarded the carriage provided by Viscount Andrew, accompanied by Betty as a maid, the loyal Knight Byron, the super-strong thief Amber, and twelve family soldiers— —These soldiers can’t be said to have been carefully selected, because there were only a dozen soldiers who broke out with Knight Philip, plus the two who ran out with Gawain and the others, there were less than 20 soldiers at full count. Under such circumstances, gathering twelve well-equipped soldiers can be said to be the only remaining face of the Cecil family.

The mature and prudent Hetty was retained to maintain the situation here, but this "Aunt Hetty" was obviously quite worried about her niece's upcoming trip to the capital. She stood under the carriage, clutching Rebecca's hands reminded her thousands of times: "You must remember your identity, don't humiliate the face of the Cecil family, but don't conflict with the nobles of the royal capital; you must be respectful when you see the king, and you can't break the rules. ;Don't hit people with a big fireball, the king is no better than our country; when you encounter something you don't understand, don't rush to answer, talk to your ancestors or Knight Byron, because every word you say will be guessed many times; The important thing is that you must listen to your ancestors, especially when dealing with nobles, you are not good at this, but your ancestors are Grand Dukes, he understands..."

Listening to Hetty's explanations, Gawain felt heavy in his heart, because he really didn't understand...

Not only did he not understand, but the real Gawain Cecil actually did not understand either. When the founding hero died, Ansu was still in power. The court rules back then basically revolved around drinking and being in court. Swearing at the street with the king, I think 700 years later, it should be different from the past...

But in order not to make the N-level great-granddaughter who was already hypersensitive completely go crazy, he still pressed Heidi's shoulder and gave her a reassuring look: "Don't worry, I understand everything."

So, with Hetty's reassuring smile, the carriage drove Rebecca, who knew nothing, and Gawain, who seemed to know everything, on the road to the capital.

At the same time, Philip Cavalier also dispatched manpower according to Gawain's arrangement before his departure.

Those are the quick-witted people found among the citizens, as well as the quick-legged and easy-spoken people hired locally in Tanzan Town. Among them, there are even gangsters and rogues who can be bought with a few copper coins. The appearance is awkward, and what these people are asked to do makes the knight feel inexplicable-the only thing they have to do is to set off in all directions, go to every place where people gather, get into bars, into the black market, into the In the smelly shacks of the slums, and bragging with the locals.

It's best to find passing bards to brag about by the way.

So in the next period of time, such scenes appeared frequently in the southern region: travel-stained strangers haunted various crowded places with strange accents, and said almost the same content with mysterious but swearing expressions things:

"Hey, did you hear that? Something happened to the Cecil family in the south! The territory was destroyed by monsters and dragons! It is said that the ghosts in the underground were disturbed. The legendary ancestor of the Cecil family was uncovered... You heard me right ! It was the legendary Gawain Cecil who woke up from his long sleep! He must have wanted to destroy those monsters...

"Hey! Why am I lying to you! People in the south are spreading this story, you can go to Tanzan Town or Linmu Town to inquire about it. And have you seen my clothes? I just fled from the southernmost place Come out, let me tell you, I saw with my own eyes when the ancestors of the Cecil family were resurrected!"

Almost everyone is saying the same thing, and they will all swear in the end that these bizarre things are what they saw with their own eyes—even if it wasn’t the people sent out by Knight Philip, there are likely to be nine out of ten guys who spread rumors later will say the same thing.

If anyone could gather all the rumors in one place, he would be surprised to find that there were at least a thousand people standing in the tomb when the ancestor of the Cecil family was resurrected. There must be 1 onlookers on the Internet...

However, in this era, those who have the ability to do this will not pay attention to these rumors among the mud legs in the streets, and those who listen to and spread these news...they don't think too much at all.

On the carriage that was driving towards the city of Saint-Sunil, Gawain was looking at the scenery outside the car boredly, while thinking about how to face His Majesty the king who was sitting in the Silver Fort of the city of Saint-Sunil.

He didn't know how much he'd get Philip Chevalier to do—in fact, he wasn't even [-] per cent confident of it.This is a contradictory and ignorant world. The existence of magic makes many things extraordinarily convenient, even beyond the times. However, magic and other supernatural powers are only in the hands of a few people. People in this world have not—or Said they didn't think it was necessary - to transform magic into a wider productive force, so that in the underworld that lacked power, everything fell behind inconceivably.

Communication depends on shouting, traffic depends on walking, gossip can spread quickly in a town, because gossip in taverns can be said to be the only entertainment for common people after work, but it is extremely difficult to spread news from one city to another. times, because the barren wilderness hinders most of the circulation, and there are still nobles in various places who control the flow of people in their own territories - without the permission of the lord, the common people have to go from the village where they live to the lord next door. Buying a chicken in the village even risked being hanged!

The pass jointly signed by the Cecil family and the Leslie family (Viscount Andrew's family) can solve the problem of personnel circulation control, but it cannot solve other difficulties.

But making some effort is better than doing nothing.

Gawain's purpose is very simple, that is to spread the "resurrection of Cecil's ancestors" as much as possible. If it is possible, it will even spread to the level of strange stories and horror stories-in fact, those rumors are indeed developing in this direction.

These news will be processed again and again in the process of dissemination, and those superstitious and ignorant medieval people will add a lot of details to it according to their own understanding. Gao Wen doesn't care about the specific content of these details at all—he only wants these news Just keep fermenting.

Then everyone will know that the ancestors of the Cecil family have been resurrected, and that the legendary founding prince woke up when monsters attacked the kingdom...

Chapter 0024 Journey to the Royal Capital

Gao Wen didn't walk this fast.

Although Rebecca seemed a little anxious along the way, Gawain still arranged the itinerary according to his own pace. He let the team stop at every town they passed, and after the stop, he would arrange for soldiers to sneak in disguised as travelers or mercenaries. Crowds, to spread the news of "The Founding Duke Gawain Cecil is resurrected" and "Grand Duke Gawain will arrive in Saint-Sunil City in the near future", and will also buy local bards and rogues to spread similar content But the more bizarre version - the funding he received from Viscount Andrew was enough for him to complete these things.

Originally, Gao Wen was still worried that neither he nor Rebecca had any experience in dealing with snakeheads, and would encounter difficulties when doing these things, but he did not expect that Knight Byron, who was traveling with him, showed extraordinary abilities. The strength of this middle-aged knight may not be considered high among his peers, but his ability to deal with those social idlers is impressive. Basically, after arriving in a city, he will be able to deal with those "rats" in a short time. Get on the line, and before the soldiers spread the news, all kinds of gossip about the southern border began to spread at the bottom of society...

Gawain thought of the origin of this Byron knight—according to Rebecca, Byron was not a serious nobleman, but a mercenary who traveled all over the world. Viscount Cecil took in and was able to join the knight class. Now it seems that the experience of this former mercenary gentleman has not been wasted.

The other person who helped me a lot was not beyond Gao Wen's expectations. Amber was really good at dealing with those rogues, and should I say that she had high professionalism or professional skills...Gao Wen gave this The half-elf lady used a little money to buy those bastards, and after she finished her work, she came back with more money...

Of course, this kind of behavior was strongly condemned by the well-educated Rebecca, and in order to maintain his high-level image in front of future generations, Gawain had no choice but to hold Amber's head down and ask her to promise to return all the stolen money. Go back and promise never to do it again.

This made Amber extremely hurt, as if the value of life had been denied—Gao Wen felt that it was probably impossible for this elf shame to establish a normal three views.

Apart from the stop and go all the way to let the rumors ferment, Gao Wen's other purpose is not so easy to say: he needs to understand the world better.

It's not because the memory in his mind is 700 years behind the current era, but because he is not from this world at all.The picture seen in the sky can only be used as a map after all, and the inherited memory lacks sufficient sense of substitution and flexibility-this point was wasted when he tried to search the memory several times because he did not understand the corresponding "keywords" I realized it later, so for the current Gao Wen, the most urgent need is to understand the world.

The process went fairly smoothly.

He saw the poor and backward southern countryside of the Ansu Kingdom, the bustling central city, the mountains and jungles, and the fortresses built by humans. Overlook maps blend together.

Through judging some details, he confirmed that the "latest" overhead map in his mind should not be outdated for too long. It was recorded about ten years ago—that was when he hung it in the sky. One last look.

For this slow-paced world, maps from ten years ago are perfectly fine to use.

As for whether there will be any problems in Tanzan Town after leaving the southern border for so long, Gawain is not as worried as Rebecca.He believed in Hetty's ability, and he was basically sure that Viscount Andrew would earnestly implement the content of the transaction—not because he believed in the viscount's character, but because he believed that interests could firmly tie the other party to the Cecil family. Together.Before leaving the southern border, he arranged for Knight Philip to spread all kinds of gossip. In addition to letting everyone know about the resurrection of Gawain Cecil, the news could also make the surviving Cecil citizens become everyone's favorite. The focus of attention also left Viscount Andrew, who had taken in those citizens, no choice—he could only continue to raise those refugees until Gawain Cecil returned from the king's capital and everything settled down. One day will do.

No matter how long the journey took, the journey would have its end. Two months after leaving the southern region, the majestic city walls of Saint-Sunil City finally appeared before Gao Wen and his party.

This is a city built on a plain, and its scale is far beyond the comparison of those poor and backward southern cities. The white city walls and neat bright blue roofs are the biggest features of this city, so it has the "holy white" City" and "Blue Top Crown".

Since Charles I, the founding king of the country 700 years ago, led his people to reclaim fields on this plain and build a city with earth, the city has undergone countless expansions and renovations. The most original earth and stone walls have long since disappeared. Only a few monumental walls were left in the old part of the city, while the newly built megalithic city wall was ten times larger than the original one. The stones used to build the city walls were all hard stones from the northern Panshi Ridge and the eastern region. Molten copper and lead are poured between the bricks and stones, and inside such a thick and solid city wall, a crystal blessed by the element of earth is buried every [-] meters to ensure that it will not crack and disintegrate - its luxury level, The ancestors who pioneered this far back then probably could not have dreamed of it.

Standing under the city wall of Sunil, Gawain looked up at the stone bricks gleaming in the sun, and found that there were no corresponding details in his mind.

This city is completely different from the small city that Gawain Cecil remembered.

With legal documents and reliable proof of noble status, Gao Wen and his party entered the city without any setbacks.

His Majesty Francis II, the king who ruled the entire Anzu Kingdom, was waiting for these visitors from the south in his palace - Silver Castle, especially waiting for the arrival of a special guest from 700 years ago.

In fact, he had been waiting for many, many days, and he was even on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

The old ancestors are too f*cking toss, this time the king said that he will not take you to play like this - secret reports from all over the south and intelligence from every town along the way from south to north almost never stop, official information from officials at all levels And the gossip collected from the folks can be piled up on the desk more than one meter high, and there are at least 100 versions of the content-not including the dialect version, and no matter which version it is, its core content is about The old ancestor suddenly opened the coffin and led the descendants to the capital, but only these news kept coming in every day. The old ancestor himself...

Why don't you come! ?

The plan made after first receiving the secret letter from Viscount Andrew has long been abandoned, and the coping methods discussed with the trusted advisers have also failed one by one during the old ancestor's travels and ostentation. Now Gao Wen Everyone knows Cecil's return—of course, considering the efficiency of information dissemination in this era, it is an exaggeration to say that everyone knows it, but at least the merchants and nobles who have the ability to inquire about the news must be Everyone knows about it.

Then what Francis II can do becomes very limited.

Sitting in the Silver Fort, he received the returning legendary Grand Duke in a fair manner, talked with him in a fair manner, and then sent the living ancestor away in a fair manner.

At the very least, every link that will attract people's attention must be aboveboard.

However, Gawain didn't intend to let His Majesty the king off so quickly—or, his goal in the first half has been achieved, and now he wants to test the king's attitude and the attitudes of those around the king, so he didn't Low-key let the convoy go directly to Silver Fort, but ordered all the soldiers to take out the flags that had been prepared in the car not long after entering the city.

The emblem of the Cecil family and the sword and shield emblem of the Ansu royal family are drawn on the flag. The two emblems are juxtaposed together. It is exactly what Gawain restored from memory. The flag used by the Grand Duke during his lifetime.

Even if there are only twelve big soldiers, they must step out of the guard of honor.

The Cecil family has indeed weakened, but even if it has weakened to this point, this family that once followed the king to expand the territory and established the clan with martial arts still retains the last bit of pride, defending the people and the land. Uncompromising——Rebecca, who is only 17 years old and can only use fireballs, can be said to be the weakest generation of lords in Cecil's history. They were able to lead the last few family soldiers to guard the castle and let the last civilians break out, relying on the glory that has been passed down to this day.

Therefore, the Cecil family has the poorest and weakest fiefdom in the southern border, but they still cultivate the best fighters in the southern border.

Even if only a dozen or so of these fighters are dead.

The soldiers raised the flag and rode in two rows on horseback. Looking at the emblem fluttering on the flag, they seemed to be infected as well, with their heads raised high. Behind them, Rebecca and Gawain had also passed away. Get out of the car, ride on the horse and go forward with the soldiers.

Byron led the way at the forefront. This knight who was born as a mercenary and a half-ordained monk tried his best to make himself look decent like a real nobleman, so as not to humiliate the face of the family he was loyal to, but Gao But Wen drove his horse to his side and told him in a low voice: "Relax—put aside those manners and rules. When we came here, some people even carried logging axes on their backs."

And at the end of the line, in the carriage that should have been taken by Gawain and Rebecca, there were Miss Thieves and Betty, the little maid who was dozing off.

"Aristocrats are really sick creatures, aren't they?" Amber looked out of the car and poked Betty's arm.

Betty's head moved little by little, as if she was nodding, but suddenly a small snot bubble popped out.

Amber blinked and looked at Betty, and suddenly noticed the frying pan she was putting on hand. Suddenly, she thought of playing a prank. She used her excellent skills as a thief and quietly approached the frying pan...

Betty suddenly picked up the frying pan and hugged it in her arms, staring at the astonished Amber: "No! The master said, this is mine!"

amber:"……?"

Chapter 0025 Journey to the Royal Capital

Although there were only twelve soldiers, although the surname Cecil had long been far away from the political center of the kingdom, and even though the last part of the family's property in the royal capital had been taken over to the royal family 100 years ago, Gawain still used the most eye-catching Way into the city, and unfurled the banner 700 years ago.

That flag was only allowed to be used when Gawain Cecil was still alive. Flying this flag is not so much to show his own sense of existence, but to send a signal to the Ansu royal family today——

"The one who entered the city was not the 17-year-old Viscount Cecil, but the Grand Duke of the South."

Hearing the news from the attendant, Francis II immediately understood what the "ancient man" had conveyed to him. The old king walked to the terrace of Silver Castle and looked at the direction of the Cecil family entering the city. .

At this distance, he couldn't see anything—the city was already much bigger than it was back then, even so big that he couldn't see the edge from the highest point of Silver Castle. Were the ancients who had been sleeping until now surprised when they stepped into this city?

Will he realize that after 700 years, everything is no longer what it used to be?

The attendant was still waiting for his order. Francis II withdrew his gaze and looked at this ordinary-looking middle-aged man: "Receive him according to the standard for receiving a duke, and then tell him that I will meet him at noon tomorrow, please The Grand Duke of the Southern Region rested for a day in the Silver Fort to relieve the fatigue of the journey."

The attendant took the order, but before he was about to step down, Francis II stopped him again: "Besides, apart from meeting arrangements, Grand Duke Cecil has fulfilled all the requirements as much as possible—no loss in terms of etiquette. "

The attendant retreated, and a handsome young man with short pale blond hair and a handsome face came up from the side—he had been standing by the nearby pillar before: "Father, what do you think Is the 'resurrected' grand duke real or fake?"

"This is not important," Francis II looked at his heir, "Although Andrew sent the letter, although we have received a lot of evidence, whether the ancient Grand Duke is real or not depends on the truth." Let's see what happens next. As for now, I can only say...it's really not a farce, the revived ancient gave us a big 'surprise'."

The young man lowered his eyelids, pretending to be humbly asking for advice: "What do you think of his reason for coming?"

"Before the meeting, all the intentions of coming here can only be guessed. Judging his behavior style based on the momentum he has created along the way and the rumors that are obviously promoted by others, he will definitely not express his intention clearly in advance," the old man said. The king shook his head, "You can find a chance to contact him and see his attitude, but you have to be careful, we are facing an unprecedented situation, so don't provoke him."

The young man agreed, turned and left the room.

But Francis II turned around and continued to look in the direction of the city, but sighed slightly in his heart.

He is still too young, and his heir is not very good at hiding his true thoughts. He is too concerned about the ancient man who fell from the sky—or climbed out of the ground, so that he can see him at a glance. come urgently.

But anyway, it's not a big deal, instead of letting him get in touch with him in private, it's better to take advantage of the opportunity to give this opportunity.

After seeing the attendant leave the palace on horseback, Francis II nodded and said to the air next to him, "Dark Raven, go monitor Gawain Cecil and his party, and report anything."

As soon as the old king finished speaking, a veil under the nearby pillar shook slightly, but no one appeared.

"Also, don't get too close. If it is really a legend from 700 years ago, you will be discovered if you approach it rashly." The old king added.

The veils under the colonnades were motionless.

……

Gawain and his party entered through the main entrance of Saint-Sunil City, and rode all the way through the city's avenue. Almost half of the people in the city knew the news. Before arriving at Silver Castle, the group met the team sent by the king to greet them. .

The welcoming team was very luxurious, and the scene was very grand. The red carpet was spread from the depths of the Silver Fort all the way to Gao Wen's feet. The waiters and maids in costumes scattered flower petals along the way, and trumpeters and drummers played music in two rows , all this means that His Majesty the King may have prepared for more than one day—but Gawain can still be sure that if he changes the way of entering the city, or advances the date of entering the city, the welcome form at this moment will be different again. different.

God knows how many plans His Majesty the King has arranged to deal with this moment.

Although Gawain himself has no life experience dealing with nobles or royal families, he has a lot of relevant knowledge and experience in his mind. Although Gawain Cecil was from the barbaric era at the beginning of Ansu, he He has also experienced the glory days of the Gondor Empire at the same time - he can't see what Ansu will be like 700 years later, but he knows what the Gondor Empire will be like 700 years ago.

The human empire that flourished 700 years ago had a level of complexity beyond the imagination of any continental country today.

"Please follow me to Silver Castle. His Majesty the King has prepared the most luxurious rooms and the best meals, as well as hot spring water to relieve the fatigue of all distinguished guests. The meeting is arranged at noon tomorrow. Please take a good rest tonight."

A reception official with a calm demeanor—I don’t know which nobleman’s surname it is—stands in front of Gawain and speaks politely. He stared around curiously.

Although she tried her best to maintain her stability along the way, in front of the Silver Fort, during the grand welcome ceremony, the lord lady who came from the countryside was decisively stunned, her eyes were no longer enough, and even I don't know whether to look at the neat and gorgeous guard of honor first, or the towering and majestic palace in the distance, whose entire outer wall is covered with silver foil.

"I thought that the king would be impatient to see me." Gawain shrugged and did not get off his horse, but looked down at the reception officer, "After all, it is not so easy to see a person who jumped out of a coffin. "