The Emerald Tower

The Salvation Society?

Hearing this slightly impressive organization, Dean frowned subconsciously. ↖top↖dot↖small↖say,

It's not dissatisfaction or hatred.

In fact, the Salvation Society, called the Free Aid Salvation Society in full, is a mutual aid organization developed among civilians. It appeared at the end of the First Blood Moon War. The initiator was a doctor named Mosang, the core of the organization. The meaning is to save the dying and heal the wounded, and to help more people in need.

It can be said that this organization is one of the most harmless organizations Dean has ever seen.

Although with the end of the Second Blood Moon War and the complete fall of emerald, Doctor Mossan was hanged at the head of the city by the Xiti people, and the Salvation Society was forced to disband, which only existed for less than two years.

However, those who have been rescued by the Salvation Society remember this selfless organization.

And the Mozambican doctor who can definitely be respected.

It's just that this happened at the end of the First Blood Moon War, and now...

"Has history changed again?"

Dean secretly said in his heart, and then, quietly questioning the prisoner in front of him, he asked: "Is the initiator of the Salvation Society Dr. Mossan?"

"Yes, it is!"

The other party looked surprised, and after another surprised look at Dean, he nodded slowly.

"How is the doctor of Mozambique now?"

Dean then asked.

"Also, okay!"

There was embarrassment on the other's face.

And this embarrassment gave Dean a very direct guess.

There is no doubt that Dr. Mozambique is a respectable person.

but. The other party except the doctor. Does not have any strong strength. Not even an ordinary knight.

And look at the ‘vassal organization’ in front of you, there are only three ‘stalkers’ equivalent to the level of the great knight, and there is also one ‘shadow dancer’ of the silver knight level.

This is enough to explain all the problems.

Perhaps the original intention of Dr. Mozambique was not different from the original one.

But with the emergence of these ‘vassal organizations’, the Salvation Society has long since changed its flavor. The civilian areas outside are the best example.

As for Doctor Mozambique himself?

There may be no direct danger, but it will definitely be imprisoned.

These bandits also need the doctor's reputation among civilians and absorb more manpower.

Therefore, the doctor is safe at least for a short time.

"What a magpie's nest!"

Dean gave such an evaluation.

but. When he was sure that the doctor Mosang was not in danger, he did not immediately ask the doctor Mosang about the matter, but turned to the topic——

"Who is the employer who is going to kidnap Ike? How do you make the appointment in your agreement?"

Dean asked directly.

"This, this... is a nobleman, not from the emerald capital. It should be from Yorkshire. Although he was disguised, my people saw him return to Yorkshire! All diplomats!"

The captive hesitated. He obviously didn't want to violate the organizational rules he had set; however, as Dean's cold-filled palm approached. The captive compromised instantly.

"Very well, say it again!"

Dean nodded in satisfaction. Then, took out a record crystal.

The captive who had already said it once had no resistance to saying it again, even if there was an additional recording crystal in front of him.

When the other party finished speaking, Dean's frozen palm landed directly on the opponent's head.

Click, click...

A series of freezing sounds sounded.

In the next moment, the captive became an ice sculpture.

On the other's face, there was still a touch of surprise.

Obviously, the other party couldn't believe that Dean would kill him like this, without even asking for confirmation.

Dean certainly understands such a thing.

However, there is no need at all!

Because, he has got what he wants!

In other words, he never thought that a testimony similar to the ‘Thief’s Union’ would bring down a marquis’ son, and the other party could completely say that this was framed.

As for the manpower sent by the other party during the handover?

As long as you are not an idiot, you will never use your own hands.

Those people should be from Yorkshire, yes, but they must be some notorious guys, the kind of people who will make a toast when they die.

Then, it is natural to kill people.

Dean is no stranger to such a process.

Therefore, he did not expect any gains when the two sides exchanged meat tickets.

He only needs an excuse, it is enough!

"My lord, I found it!"

Lauder's voice came from downstairs. There was a huge sheepskin scroll in his hand and a big bag. As Lauder's arm shook, the sound of friction from inside made Dean affirm that the bag was full. Kimpton and gems.

"Check again to see if there are other worthy items!"

Dean ordered.

"Okay, my lord!"

Lauder and Ike replied at the same time.

When his subordinates checked the entire house again, Dean glanced at the xp value--

xp: 1020

The xp value broke through the thousands again.

Among them, the ‘Stalker’ and the ‘Shadow Dancer’ just now contributed a lot, but they contributed an xp value close to 700.

This made Dean, who was in a shortage of xp, a considerable relief.

After all, this is just a ‘peripheral’ organization of the so-called Salvation Society.

Even if it is unlikely that there will be a silver-level knight in the remaining ‘peripheral’ organizations, Dean would not mind even a great knight.

You know, these are xp values.

Lauder and Ike's search was over after ten minutes.

Except for the basement room where some weapons are placed, there is no more gain.

Immediately Dean left here with two subordinates.

Just locked the door, and didn't do more disguise.

Dean is very clear about the existence of that ‘shadow dancer’. Enough to make it a very special existence in the entire civilian area. Most people don't. Don't dare to peep here.

Even if they are unusually curious, it is the same.

As for the smell of corpses?

If those ice sculptures are placed under the scorching sun, although they can melt, it will take a long time, let alone in the room.

Within three to five days, there will never be any strange smell.

For Dean, this period of time is enough for him to complete what he has in hand and return here. Complete the unfinished things.

...

The carriage with the emblem of the Zelgaon family had just approached the capital of Yorkshire, when it was discovered by trained cavalry.

They came straight up.

Although not aggressive, but definitely not polite.

Therefore, the tiger who had been sitting in the coachman's position immediately jumped out of the carriage and stood in front of the cavalry.

That exaggerated height, sturdy figure, especially the breath of a fierce beast on his body, suddenly. The horses that let the cavalry sit down let out a panic call.

"Yorkshire does not welcome people from the Zelgaon family!"

After comforting the horses, the leading cavalry looked at the tiger in front of him. Shouted loudly.

After the four towns including Horn Town were lost, Yorkshire's attitude towards the Zelgaon family has been maintained in such an'unwelcome' state.

And in some respects, the Marquis of York is already proud enough.

If you change to another nobleman, let's not say whether you will be willing to bet and lose, but after the fact, it will definitely be a long-standing war.

"Roar!"

Facing the roar of the cavalry leader, the tiger directly returned the color and let out a loud roar.

This loud roar, like a tiger and a leopard, was even thicker.

The horses that had finally been soothed were neighing again and again, and this time the cavalry was also quite affected, and each of them turned pale under the aura of a tiger.

However, these cavalry were still insistent, each of them restrained the pressure on their bodies, once again soothing the horses, and not letting themselves go wrong.

But Hu looked a little dissatisfied with this situation. He hoped that these guys would all fall off his horse.

Therefore, he stepped forward and prepared to do it himself.

but--

"Tiger, come back!"

Dean's voice came from the carriage, and at the same time Tom got out of the carriage.

With Dean's order, the tiger returned angrily to the carriage, and Tom walked to the cavalry with a smile, and a greeting card appeared in his hand.

The silver fringing constitutes a badge with snowflakes.

Anyone who knows a little bit about aristocratic etiquette can see that this chapter has enough sincerity.

"My lord, please see the Marquis of York!"

While talking, Tom handed over the greeting card.

"Wait a minute!"

The leading cavalry was slightly startled when he faced Tom's visit, which was completely in line with the etiquette among the nobles, and then took the greeting with a little hesitation.

After winking at his subordinates, he turned his horse's head and ran towards York City.

Obviously, this is not something his little cavalry leader can do.

...

York City, Barracks.

The Marquis of York, one of the two great gold powerhouses of the emerald, was standing in front of the sand table, deducing carefully, and the old knight Lund on the side was the opponent of the marquis.

However, the deduction in front of him is not as expected. The Marquis of York has the absolute upper hand.

In fact, it was the old knight Lund who had the upper hand.

After a while, when another cavalry of his own was eaten, the Marquis of York shook his head with a wry smile——

"I lost again!"

The Marquis of York said frankly.

"This is just a deduction of the sand table, not a real war. It is impossible to maximize personal strength!"

The old knight said with a smile, with comfort in his words.

"My personal strength may be the same as that of His Highness Ailu, but in terms of military strategy, I'm a lot worse-at least, two steps from His Highness Ailu!"

The Marquis of York shook his head.

As a proud person, the person compared to the Marquis of York ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is definitely not an ordinary person.

In the entire Emerald Kingdom, he was the only one who could be confronted by Grand Duke Emerald.

"His Royal Highness Ai Lu? Really a genius in the military strategy!"

The old knight smiled wryly.

Just as he was invincible in the deduction with the Marquis of York, he was invincible in the deduction with the Grand Duke of Jade.

And this is why the Marquis of York missed two steps.

"A genius in the military strategy? But..."

The Marquis of York muttered to himself, just as he was about to say something more, outside the barracks' big tent, there was a complaint from the soldiers—

"My Lord Marquis, a greeting from the Zelgaon family!"

ps first update~ (to be continued...)

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