Tome of Blood

In the north of Castres, in a forest about 120 kilometers away from North Port.

Under the big tree, violet soldiers in different costumes are gathering together in groups, leaning against the tree trunk to rest.

There are about 500 of them, most of them are conscripted farmers and soldiers, but there are also a few elites wearing armor, and there are hundreds of horses of different colors tied to the edge of the forest, most of them are from these days. Snatched from all over Castel.

And not far from them, there were more than 200 soldiers dressed in the style of the Northland, wearing Isaac's hussar costumes, forming a close circle with the Violet soldiers.

These Isaac's soldiers are obviously not very good at dealing with Violet's soldiers. They all have fierce eyes, and they look like rebellious hunting wolves.

But when their eyes fell on the middle-aged man at the front of the violet army, their eyes became respectful and fearful.

It was a man who looked about thirty or forty years old, wearing a mottled armor with a violet pattern engraved on the front of the breastplate, obviously a nobleman.

"Lord Baron, we don't have much food left, and we can last another three days at most. We must find a way to replenish it again."

In front of the middle-aged nobleman, the Violet Knight who was in charge of logistics said worriedly.

The middle-aged nobleman nodded lightly:

"Thirty kilometers to the northeast, there is also a baron's castle, which will be our next goal."

After hearing the nobleman's words, the knight hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said:

"Lord Baron, definite news has come from the south that the war is over, and we... have no need to confront Castel anymore."

The middle-aged nobleman glanced at him:

"Are you questioning my decision?"

The knight bowed his head quickly:

"Don't dare..."

Taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said:

"It's just... His Excellency the Duke has already negotiated peace with the Earl of Castel. Even if we continue to fight, there is no point in it."

"Lord Baron, following these days, I have witnessed with my own eyes that you have united the defeated people little by little, that you have trained us defeated soldiers with low morale into a heroic team in a short period of time, and that you have led us once break through the siege and surprise the nobles of Castel..."

"These days, you led us to win more with less, spanning almost a third of Castel, turning the entire Northland upside down, and those incompetent nobles would be scared to pee their pants when they saw us. "

"However... under your military policy of punishing evil and promoting good, although we are attacking Castel's rear, the civilians in the Northland are willing to cover our tracks..."

"Lord Baron, you are the most powerful commander I have ever seen, and the most upright, brave, and benevolent knight I have ever seen... It is my honor and pride to be able to fight with you."

"But... please take a look at everyone. After so many days of fighting, everyone is too exhausted. Your Excellency the Duke has already ceased fighting. Everyone is homesick and wants to go home."

"Castel's side no longer has the pressure of war, and more and more troops are coming to encircle us. If this continues, we may be surrounded and wiped out at any time."

"Lord Baron, it's pointless to go on like this, we... have no reason to persist any longer."

After hearing what the knight said, the middle-aged noble fell silent.

His eyes fell on the Violet soldiers, looking at their tired expressions and their bewildered eyes after learning the news of the peace talks, and finally heaved a long sigh:

"Yes, the war is over."

"You... really don't have any point in continuing to fight."

Seeing the complex expression of the middle-aged nobleman, the knight hesitated for a moment, and said:

"Lord Baron, it's not just us, you are the same..."

"I know that you are fighting for the honor of serving the lord, but the Duke has already transferred you to Castel. From a legal point of view, your lord is already the Earl of Castel."

These days, Beigang has also released many news. The young earl seems to appreciate you very much. When we end the dispute, you will definitely be reused by Castel! "

"Castel's reuse..."

After hearing the knight's words, a trace of sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged nobleman:

"I, Guillaume de Bettel-Villette, can bow to anyone, but I will never bow to Castel!"

The knight hesitated:

"Are you...are you still brooding over the decline of the Willett family?"

"Lord Baron, let me be frank. The Star-Moon War happened decades ago. The past has passed, and the most important thing is the future."

"You should be able to tell from the battles these days that although the current Earl of Castel is a young girl, he is definitely qualified to be a wise lord!"

"I think... if you follow her, you will definitely have the opportunity to rebuild the Willett family in the future and let the flag of Violet Flower fly again!"

"Rebuild the Willett family..."

The middle-aged nobleman said something to himself, then shook his head:

"It's no longer possible. The Willett family has already disappeared, and the remaining clansmen have gotten used to the life of ordinary people, and they have no qualifications to revive the family."

"But, isn't there you? You are also a branch of the Willett family!"

"I?"

The middle-aged nobleman shook his head again:

"I'm not really of Willett's blood, I'm just a child adopted by the old Duke..."

"Then you have no reason to confront Castel? Willett's era has passed, and you should also look forward."

The knight couldn't help but said.

The middle-aged nobleman glanced at him and shook his head again:

"The Willett family has a debt of gratitude to me. My life was given by the Willett family, and I will never betray you in this life..."

"Castel is Willett's enemy and mine."

As he spoke, he said to the knight:

"You're right. Everyone really has no point in fighting. When you get to the nearest town to Castel, you can take everyone to make peace with Castel."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged nobleman turned around and walked towards the forest.

"And you! Aren't you with us!"

Looking at the back of the middle-aged nobleman, the young knight shouted.

"I will follow the oldest tradition and draw an end to the grievances between Willett and Castel..."

The knight's expression changed:

"The oldest tradition?! You want to have a knight duel?!"

"Aren't you dying! Earl Castel's strongest follower is the crimson blade Sebastian! That's the real Silver Moon Peak!"

However, no matter how the knight yelled, the middle-aged nobleman stopped responding.

But just as the soldiers were resting and preparing to set off, the soldiers who were patrolling outside suddenly stumbled over:

"My lord baron! My lord baron! There are cavalrymen suspected of being Castel coming from outside the woods!"

After hearing the sentinel's words, the soldiers immediately became agitated:

"Castel's cavalry?"

"Outrageous, how did they find out we're here?"

However, Baron Bettel's focus is on another place:

"Suspected?"

he asked, frowning.

"Lord Baron, what they...are flying is the flag of violet flowers!"

replied the soldier.

Didn't update last night, it's daytime again