The Extraordinary Earl

The new party took control of central Orange and raided many of the minor nobles in the south.

Killed the lord, killed many noble knights, even old, weak, women and children. But in a city this big, there will always be things that slip through the net.

Not to mention those knight vassals of small lords.

He is the knight village chief like the former Pompeii Territory.

The nobles, vassal knights, took their finances, families, some male and female servants, and guards, and fled south in a hurry.

They tried to take smaller roads and avoid towns controlled by the New Party.

Houston Knight and James Knight are two vassal knights. They are both junior knights and ordinary people.

But in this catastrophe, strong men like Marquis Parker died, but weak ones like them escaped.

In this heavy winter rain, they personally drove the carriage and walked on the muddy and difficult path, escaping hastily towards the south.

The two knights were not in the same group at first. They were vassals under two different lords. They met each other and hugged each other for warmth on the road.

"Houston, we still have two knights and some guards. Do you have any plans?" James Knight is an ordinary-looking man with a very fair complexion. At first glance, he can tell that he is a pampered person.

In fact, this is also true. Although he is a knight, he has no fighting ability.

"I plan to go to Pompeii." The Houston Knight said without thinking.

He is a very capable looking man, especially with very lively eyes.

"Pompei? So many lords and nobles have perished, and it is impossible for Pompeii to still exist. Your idea is really unrealistic." Knight James was stunned when he heard this, and shook his head.

"That's not necessarily true. I once saw Luther and Mr. Pompeii. He was the eldest son of the knight lord and the next generation of Pompeii knights. He exerted great energy and became the silver-winged governor. Since he has obtained the coveted A piece of territory, then it is impossible to be unprepared.”

The Houston Knight said, and at the same time he couldn't help but think of Luther, and he just felt very, very scary.

That sly little devil.

This sentence has even become the mantra of the great nobles.

"Believe me, Pompeii probably doesn't exist anymore. It would be better if we plan to carve a road through the endless deep forest and lead to neighboring countries."

James Knight did not believe that Pompeii could still exist and shook his head.

"It's good as a backup plan, but with the abilities of the two of us, it's impossible to deal with the monsters in the endless deep forest."

The Houston Cavaliers thought about it and said.

He is a person who is good at making plans. Since he has an existing plan, he should have a backup plan.

If Pompeii really perished, it would be time to go to the Endless Forest.

"Don't worry, the southern territory is so big, there will definitely be many people who escape. We will form an expeditionary force when the time comes. When we go to neighboring countries and rely on our strength, we should be able to gain a firm foothold."

James Knight said with a smile.

"That's true. Even if thirty knights escape from a territory, then the number of our knights is as high as six to seven hundred. Adding guards and servants, it is enough to form a small expeditionary force. When we reach the neighboring The country is also a big force.”

After thinking about it, the Houston Knight gained a lot of confidence and nodded.

There was heavy rain in the sky, and there were several carriages, guards, and servants on the ground. They had two plans. If the Pompeii family did not perish, they would stay in Pompeii City. If the Pompeii family also perished, then they would go to neighboring countries.

The Pompeii family is probably dead.

Just as James Knight said, in the southern region of Orange Province, there are countless nobles heading south.

Thirty people escaped from each territory, which equaled six to seven hundred knights.

Even for the territories within the small nobility, the total number of guard knights, vassal knights, plus those noble knights who did not hold jobs, and a small number of civilian knights who were loyal to the nobles was in the hundreds.

Therefore, thirty people escaping from one territory is considered a relatively small number.

In this vast southern region, on remote roads, countless nobles are running away. The number of knights alone is thousands, plus their families, ordinary nobles, servants, and guards, there are tens of thousands.

Their general idea is that the Pompeii family should also perish, so we should avoid Pompeii, go deep into the endless deep forests, and flee to neighboring countries.

The Pompeii family should have perished.

This is a common thought.

…………

Pompeii was fine, at least until it rained.

Although it is about to rain, there are still some people who want to enter or leave the city, so the city gate is still open. The guards held their heads high in front of the city gate and stood guard on the city wall.

"This damn weather, we have to put on our raincoats later." A guard looked at the weather and complained.

"Even if you put on a raincoat, the cold and wet will penetrate your body through the raincoat. Let's ask the guard captain to prepare ale to warm us up later."

A guard also said.

"Ale has no taste, so Pompeii wine is better."

"Pompei wine is so expensive, can I give it to you?"

Before the storm, the guards were still chatting.

Luther had no premonition that the storm would come today. So Luther is also very laid-back.

"The so-called knight has the advantage of being able to resist cold and heat. Even if it rains, I won't catch a cold even if I stand in the rain. That's great."

On the castle of the Knights of the Mountains, Luther came to the observation deck. The Eagle King stood on his shoulders. Luther looked up at the dark sky and said happily.

There is another benefit Luther did not mention.

A strong body allows knights to be romantically involved with beauties without suffering from kidney deficiency.

There is no way, the person standing next to me is not Newton, but Miss Alice. If against Newton, he can brag a bit.

Thinking of Newton, Luther felt troubled because Viscount Silver Wing was dead. No matter what Newton was planning, he should have shown up.

But there was no news about Newton, as if he had disappeared from the world.

What a bastard.

It's just plain worrying.

"Yes, the knight has given us a long life." Miss Alice shook her head and said.

It's winter and it's going to rain. Miss Alice's dress was still very cool, with a sleeveless skirt that exposed her pink back, arms, and a large area of ​​her chest, but no groove was visible.

The skirt reached around her knees, revealing a small section of her smooth thighs.

Winter cannot stop her from releasing hormones.

"This guy is a woman, and she is also a woman who eats, drinks and has fun, but she has worked hard to become an intermediate knight. The purpose may be just to wear a skirt in the winter."

Luther murmured in his heart, and then replied: "A long lifespan can only be enjoyed by senior knights and above. I am still a junior knight and cannot enjoy this."

"You're almost here too."

Miss Alice shrugged, surprisingly confident in Luther.

The Knight of Pompeii was a freak, and this little one is a freak too.

Before the rain fell and before the new party took action, Luther chatted with Miss Alice again.

Easy.