The Sun King's Evidence

It's not like Ryan has never tried to recruit Estelle before. The half-elf is always very arrogant, and he said that he must be a knight.

Ryan can't give the position of knight errant casually. The half-elf's strength can't convince the crowd, and he hasn't made much contribution. Being knighted right away will easily cause dissatisfaction among other knights, especially Estelle is still a long-range person. , the knights of Britannia all believe that devout female believers should fight in close combat, charging into battle with lances and killing enemies with swords are the best rewards for ladies.

So when they couldn't reach an agreement, Ryan's recruitment of Estelle naturally fell through.

As a result, Estelle and his half-elf companions now came to ask for shelter, which made Ryan very interesting.

Why are you arrogant at first and respectful at the end?

"Can you please change the place to talk, my baron?" Estelle was a little embarrassed, and obviously he could see the confusion and joking in Ryan's eyes.

"Okay, let's go to the living room on the second floor to talk, Orica? Prepare some delicious food, don't let my friend be wronged." Ryan ordered the dark elf maid to prepare some drinks and food.

Five minutes later, Estelle and Dess, two half-elves, sat down in the living room on the second floor. Olica poured a glass of wine for each of them and served white bread and baked bacon: "Please Slow use."

"Thank you!" Estelle felt that he had a good relationship with Ryan. He forked the bacon with a silver fork and ate it with white bread. His friend Dais followed suit.

It started to rain again outside the castle. The rain hit the wooden windows, making a banging sound. Cold air blew into the living room, and the fireplace burned brightly. The castle felt like home under Ryan's serious management. , the baron himself sat on the main seat, waiting for the half-elf's answer.

"This is what happened, Ryan." After Estelle was silent for a while, she finally said with a wry smile: "You should also know that last winter, there was a war in the forest. The shadow evil beasts and the wood elves fought. A tragic war?"

"Yes, I know." Ryan understood. He spread his hands to show that he fully understood.

"Des and I both participated in this war. We joined this war as lone rangers." Estelle became a little angry when he talked about this matter. He angrily turned around behind him. The bow was untied and placed on the ground, showing Ryan that he meant no harm.

Seeing this, Dais also took off the compound bow behind him. This compound bow is full of the power of sparks. Under the influence of magic, it can shoot straight arrows, and it can also shoot spark explosions that penetrate tree trunks: "Hello , Sir Ryan, I am Dais, a former ranger. I serve the Woodland Council and the woodland lords of the wood elves. As you can see, Estelle and I are good friends who grew up together. .”

"Well, I understand, what next? Since you serve the Woodland Council, why did you come to my territory to seek shelter?" Ryan raised his palm and motioned for Estelle and his friends to continue.

"As you know, Ryan, neither the wood elves nor the high elves have a good attitude towards us half-elves. They will always think of us when they need us, and treat us as outsiders when they don't. , when we can serve the woodland lords, we are elves, and when we cannot create value, we are humans." Estelle sighed: "In this war, Des and I fought desperately, and together we killed a beastman. Called Shaman, originally according to the agreement between us and the Woodland Council, with such a trophy, the Woodland Council should have a place for us."

"The Woodland Council must have eaten back its promise." Ryan understood what the wood elves were thinking.

"That's exactly it." Ranger Dais also sighed. Due to the hood and hood, Ryan couldn't see his expression: "Ever since I worked for the Woodland Council as a ranger, I have always done the hardest work. Doing the dirtiest and most tiring work, I can stay in a tree for three days in order to assassinate a beastman leader. I do all the tree spirits that the elves can’t bear to kill, but after I have made so many contributions After that, they didn't even treat me like a standard ranger."

"So after the Woodland Council broke its promise, Dais and I had a big fight with the elders of the Woodland Council." Estelle added: "It seems that we killed the beastman's screaming shaman for the sake of it. The King and Queen of the Forest did not punish us, but we could not stay in the forest any longer, so I thought of you."

"It turns out I'm still a spare," Ryan complained.

"If nothing else, I am an elite ranger, and I am very close to the legend, just a little bit closer. Dais is an intermediate ranger of the legend. His bow and arrow projectile range can reach 300 meters. Mi, I'm a little worse. It's no problem to shoot through plate armor at 240 meters. You just need to arrange accommodation for us and give us better treatment than sergeants." Estelle's first time in Lane The man in front of him said in a low voice: "We... have nowhere to go for the time being."

"Don't you have any savings?" Surprisingly, Ryan did not agree. On the contrary, the Baron continued to ask questions.

These half-elves are too proud and take themselves too seriously. Do they really think they are irreplaceable? Ryan is going to hit them today.

"This..." Estelle didn't expect that things would develop like this. He hesitated for a while, his face turning red and white, and then he lowered his head and told the truth: "We rarely use currency in the forest. It's all bartering, and I really don't have much savings. I still have a batch of goods on hand, which may be able to sell for some money, but... neither Dais nor I want to live a life of wandering and horseback anymore, that kind of thing We have had enough of life, so please, Ryan, my friend, just take us in, if it doesn’t work out... we can also share a house and receive a sergeant’s salary.”

"Yes, Sir Ryan, please, there are many people in the forest who don't like us, but if you take us in, even the most demanding woodland lord will not say anything." Dais also pleaded.

The postures of the two half-elves were low enough. Seeing this, Ryan finally nodded: "Okay, from today on you will be my sergeants. I will arrange a new two-story house for you to live in, Esther." I am responsible for helping me train the crossbowmen of the Zeon Archer Company, teaching them how to load, aim and pull the trigger. Mr. Dais, please work harder and help me detect the Bergerac thieves in the Chalon Forest. The movement of the regiment.”

"yes!"

From today on, the two half-elves have settled in the Baron of Jean. As Ryan expected, the wood elves didn't say anything after knowing about this. On the contrary, the woodland lords Bielodis and Delina also brought some food. Condolences to the two half-elves: "Sir, please, please understand that their position in the forest is very awkward and difficult to deal with."

"Is this how Eisley treats his heroes?" Ryan said unceremoniously.

"Sir Ryan, Eislay is not what you think." Delina tried to explain to Ryan: "Eslay is divided into twelve territories. Not all the local tree elves in the territories welcome the elves to work together. Not all territories are willing to trade with humans. In fact, even though the elves have settled in Athel Loren for thousands of years, many of the native tree elves in the forest still do not welcome us. The woodland lords are very hostile to half-elves. The attitudes are also different. Some people think that half-elves are our people, while others think that half-elves are a vicious creature and a curse that should be destroyed."

This is normal. Ryan has to admit that what Delina said makes sense. Just like in Britannia, there are great nobles like Duke Montfort who hate all living things except humans. There are also great nobles like himself who are willing to hire dwarves. There can also be many opinions within the wood elves. Whether they are willing to accept half-elves is their own freedom, and it is also the freedom of the wood elves.

"I see."

…………

Time has entered December, and sure enough, the king has taken action.

In the master room, five people, Ryan, Sulia, Katzenberg, Veronica, and Theresa, were sitting. They were discussing the information they had just obtained, and Olica was standing behind Ryan.

Ryan sat on the main seat, and the female knight sat on his right side very naturally. Today, Sulia was wearing a pure white pearl split high-neck ribbed dress, which showed her noble, elegant and charming temperament. Her long golden curly hair hangs down from her shoulders, her long legs are covered by the skirt, and only a pair of white trip-strap high heels and pink insteps wrapped in gray stockings can be seen.

The female knight sat next to Ryan like this, and then said directly in a consultative tone: "The king's order has been passed on by the messenger on the way to Jean's territory, and will arrive in the afternoon."

Both Veronica and Katzenberg looked at Sulia with awe and respect. In fact, there were many gossips indicating that it was a certainty that Sulia would become Ryan's wife.

Of course, Katzenberg absolutely supports Marquess Sulia. This butler was born in Winford College. He has a strong Winford color. Of course he is willing to see his young lady marry Ryan.

And for Veronica, the witch knows very well that based on her own origin and Ryan's identity, it is absolutely impossible to become Ryan's wife, so the witch also respects Sulia very much, because in During the relationship, Marquise Surya's generous, gentle, and non-jealous attitude left a deep impression on Veronica. The witch could ensure that she could continue to have a living space by Ryan's side.

So Ryan was very distressed to find that from his subordinate knights to his housekeeper and tax collector, and even Veronica, they all seemed to have been conquered by the female knight and acquiesced in the relationship between the two. Only Theresa Before she could figure out the situation, she had tried to sit next to Ryan before, but found that the female knight had beaten her to it. She is still looking at Sulia with annoyed and unwilling eyes.

Perhaps she was the only one in Baron Jean who still hadn't figured out what was going on.

"Ryan, even a father has to consider the consequences of refusing the king's order, but you must not go to the desert. The last expedition to the desert seemed to have disappeared from the world. No one has seen them again. Also, you and The trade of wood elves and the dwarf blacksmith workshop you established are all based on your personal charm and prestige. The king has no power to let you give it up. This time, my father, Lord Bohemond and Lord Bodrick Everyone will be on your side!" The female knight brought this news. She was a little uneasy: "Despite this, the consequences of disobeying the king's order will still be bad, so you must be mentally prepared."

"It doesn't matter, I have a way to deal with it." Ryan said calmly. It seemed that the Baron was not in a hurry at all.

"Ryan, what will you do?" Sulia then asked. The female knight was very concerned about Ryan, and she even sounded a little anxious: "There is nothing wrong with you being the lady's chosen champion, but there is nothing wrong with the king's order... …”

"This problem is not difficult at all, Sulia. When the king's envoy comes in the afternoon, you will accompany me to meet him. Then you will know what I will do." Ryan nodded confidently and ended the issue. .

In the afternoon, the messenger from the kingdom came, and the baron took all his subordinates in the hall of the castle to receive the king's order.

The messenger Ryan who came to announce the king's order knew that he was the father of the late Marquis of Anchy during the Chivalry War, Bonoy-Desmond, Count of Gaunt.

The king's envoy raised his chin, puffed hot air from his nostrils, and said impatiently: "Baron Jean, Lion Macado? Please come out and accept the king's appointment!"

Ryan said nothing. He lowered his head, walked to Bonova, knelt down on one knee, and expressed his listening.

"Now order Baron Jean and Lion Malcador to immediately stop trading activities with the wood elves, immediately stop the operation of the dwarf blacksmith workshop, expel these dwarf refugees from the country, immediately stop the operation of the hospital, and have the king's envoy take over the operation immediately. Exercising the power of the baron, set off for the capital immediately and wait for the next step!"

"There is another important order. The king plans to form an expeditionary force in the Nicohara Desert. It is scheduled to set off on the fifth day of next month. Ryan Macado will become the general of the expeditionary force. Please prepare for it. Set off immediately!"

Two consecutive king's orders were issued, one more urgent than the other. The king ordered Ryan to leave immediately.

After reading two volumes of the king's order, Count Bonois looked at Ryan with hatred. To this day, he still feels that his son's death was caused by Ryan, so he deliberately prolonged his voice, and then shouted angrily: "Lian! Still!" Don’t take the king’s orders!”

"I will not accept the king's order, my earl." Ryan refused to take the two rolls of parchment at all. The baron reached out and opened the two rolls of parchment and let them fall to the ground.

The atmosphere in the castle hall was stagnant. Both Ryan's subordinates and the female knight Sulia who came to watch looked at Ryan's actions in disbelief.

"What are you doing?!" Bonoy pointed at Ryan's nose, and he roared at the Baron in disbelief: "Do you know what you are doing? What you are doing is tantamount to rebellion! Even if you are the champion of the ladies, you can't Do you want to rebel if you do this?"

"Now, immediately, pick up the king's order for me, and then beg me, and I can pretend that this didn't happen." Bonois sneered a few times: "If you don't want to be declared a traitor, hurry up, my baron, you Time is running out.”

Ryan also laughed. Instead, he stood up: "I won't do it because someone disagrees."

"Someone disagrees? Who is it? Who disagrees?" Bonova sneered again and again. The king's envoy and Baron Jean faced each other tit for tat: "This is Britannia, who can oppose the king?"

At this time, a cold female voice came from behind the castle hall, and a beautiful figure with endless divine majesty slowly walked out of it.

"I disagree!"

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