Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 23 Someone among you betrayed me

Kelar sighed, "But I don't want to kill anyone."

Yes, even at this point, Kelar still doesn't want to kill anyone.

He was no fool, and he knew that the current situation could not be resolved by language education. Whether it was Vortigern or Hengist, this sudden and full-scale invasion had completely disrupted Kelar's plan.

His education of the Ansa people was still shallow and far from enough to replace their original roots and beliefs. Even if the Ansa people still had a conscience and were grateful to Kelarende, they could not defy this trend.

The current situation can no longer be resolved peacefully.

But even so, Kelar's handsome face remained calm and composed, and even the action plan did not change. He still went to Delin Prison after breakfast in the morning to explain the truth to the imprisoned Ansa people, and then conducted military exercises with the knights to train them to become officers.

There is no other way. In this era, the most suitable people to be officers are military nobles such as the knights. They have been training full-time since childhood and have a certain level of knowledge. They can serve as officers after a little training.

Kelar is not belittling the serf soldiers, but the resources that the knights have been exposed to since childhood are far superior to those of the serfs. The serfs may need to put in dozens or even hundreds of times more effort to make up for the gap between the generations.

The serf soldiers at this stage are really not suitable to be officers. They cannot understand Kelar's strategy and can only passively obey orders.

If Kelar wants to change this situation, he needs to continue his education. After more than ten years, this situation may be improved.

During the meal, Kelar still ate with the knights, but Altria noticed something was wrong. During the lunch break, she suddenly grabbed Kelar and said, "Kai, what happened?"

"..."

Kaila paused and said, "Nothing happened."

"You lied to me!" Altria didn't believe it. She looked tense and serious, and said word by word: "What happened? I have the right to know the truth!"

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything." Kelar answered the question irrelevantly and even rubbed the ahoge on Altria's golden little head.

In the past, at this time, Artoria's attention would be distracted, and she would even attack Kelar like a little lion. She treasured the ahoge on her head so much that she wouldn't let Kelar touch it.

But now, Altria's pure holy blue eyes were filled with worry. She stared at Kailar without blinking and insisted, "Kai, what happened?"

"..."

"Whatever. You are eleven years old this year."

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, and that the little red dragon's intuition was a bug, Kelar confessed, "It's not a big deal. My humble king Vortigern just flipped the table in anger!"

"Hengist is bringing all the Ansamen who can fight. There are about 70,000 Ansa pirates coming to attack Maple Ridge and they want my head."

Kelar thought for a moment and added, "And burn, kill, and rob again? After all, Maple Ridge is the richest country in the world, and buying a bunch of things for free is enough to bring home for the New Year. So, I think I have a pretty good talent for business, right?"

More than good?
He is almost being swept up by capital. This is already a very advanced capital operation model.

The leader's mentality can influence the emotions of others.

When she heard that the Ansas were coming out in full force, Artoria's panic had reached its peak. This was an enemy that could only be defeated by the combined forces of all the lords of the Celtic Kingdom. How could Kelar resist it alone?

But seeing Kelar's calm reaction, even in the mood to joke, and his familiar daily life being the same as usual, Altria couldn't help but calm down. Altria couldn't figure out how Kelar could break the situation, but she knew that she just needed to trust Kelar.

Today's Kelar is really dazzling and trustworthy.

Precepts speak louder than actions, and Kelar is giving Altria a vivid lesson through his own actions.

"It's great to have you, Kai." Altria said, "Can I follow you and see how you fight off the Ansas?"

"...Then you have to follow."

Kelar looked into the distance and said, "There is absolutely no rival ahead of us!"
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"Powell, we must find a way to inform the great saint Kelar of this news."

There were endless pirate ships on the sea. Under the order of the humble king, the Ansa people came out in full force. Almost all the men who could still hold weapons were mobilized, and even the elderly, the weak, women and children in the rear were ignored. Hengist could only hope that Vortigern would protect the Ansa people who remained in the territory.

"Hengist has noticed me for a long time."

The old sailor, Powell, rubbed his red nose and said, "I guarantee that the venomous brothers Hengist and Holsah are watching us in the dark, waiting for us to jump out on our own initiative."

Another person said: "Then why didn't he take us..."

Powell thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he wants to catch us all in one fell swoop, or maybe he wants to see what tricks we have and use us to eliminate dissidents!"

"Hengist brought all the Ansa people out this time. Even though it was Vortigern's order, it greatly offended those small lords on the ground. They also have a lot of opinions about Hengist!"

"But! Underestimating me, Powell, will be the decision Hengist will regret most in his life!"

A cruel expression appeared on the face of this old pirate. He was the first one to accept Kelar's teachings. He even recorded Kelar's words and deeds and secretly compiled the "Gospel of Kelar". On weekdays, he looked like a kind old man.

Now that he was forced into a desperate situation by Hengist, Powell could clearly see his own end. The "blood eagles" hung on the cross to dry were his lessons.

Or worse than that, Hengist might use water immersion as punishment... that is, scratch his lower body and soak it in sea water, and then be dragged by the ship. He will die more miserably than the Blood Eagle.

Just as the Celtic's brutality and cruelty could not scare off any enemy, Hengist's atrocities would not deter all the Anglo-Saxons. Powell knew that he was doomed to die, but instead he developed more courage and a sense of self-achievement in sacrifice.

"This is the information I compiled. You can take it away later and be sure to hand it over to Lord Kelar."

Powell began to make a plan, but it was not really a plan. The more carefully planned a plan was, the greater the possibility of failure. On the contrary, the success rate of this kind of impromptu plan was very high.

"We will go find the captain later, kill him, and then ram Hengist's main ship. I won't be able to escape, but you can take advantage of the chaos to swim to Maple Ridge."

Powell's face was filled with the nobility of sacrifice, but soon, a series of applause sounded behind him: "Not bad, a very good plan. If I hadn't known about it in advance, it would have been very likely that the plan would have capsized because of you, old man..."

Holsa reminded him, "Brother, you shouldn't say that word."

People who make a living on the sea are very taboo about words like capsizing. Hengist slapped his lips in annoyance and said, "Damn it, God protect me, please forgive me. It's all because of this vicious old bastard that I can't keep my sanity."

Powell looked at the conspirators in astonishment, and after a while he said, "One of you betrayed me."

(End of this chapter)