Chapter 12 The wolf is coming! Is the wolf really coming?
“What to do now?”
After seeing Hansel off, Paul, who had been still energetic just now, suddenly became panicked, stood up and paced back and forth around the chair.
"He seemed very angry just now. He wouldn't tell the king about us! What if the royal family sends a large army to conquer us? Ahhh... I should have sounded softer just now. ! ”
He regretted being so passionate.
Everyone felt helpless: "Weren't you very majestic just now? Why are you so panicked now?"
"Sir, calm down! Calm down!"
Manager Ford comforted him: "What you just did That's right. To put it bluntly, if a remote family like ours is not checked by the officials of the Heraldry Hall, it is not certain whether the king will remember it. He will not expect the provision from a remote territory like ours. How many troops. Besides, Her Royal Highness the Princess has personally agreed that we don’t need King Qin. It is probably because of Baron Abbott’s eagerness for meritorious service that he asked for troops from us. If we really go to His Majesty, he will not go to war over such a thing. "< br>
"Uh...Okay." Even so, this is really a reassuring and embarrassing truth. Am I just an ant? He doesn't even have the strength to make an elephant angry.
“So, just leave Baron Abbott speechless.”
"Let him have nothing to say? Well, then let's just do it more desperately!"
"A little more desperate? You don't mean to..." Old man Ford was shocked and said as he He made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Absolutely not, that would really be a slap in the face of the king!"
"Oh, where did you think of it? I wanted to put on a play for him, okay. Let him know that we really can't send troops now."
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"How dare a mere country noble speak to me like this!"
Hansel returned to his residence and couldn't bear it anymore after closing the door tightly.
"Who am I? I am the representative of His Majesty the King. My words are the will of His Majesty the King, and my face is the face of His Majesty the King. Too arrogant, too arrogant. Ahhhh... demeanor and demeanor , I have to maintain my grace, and I can't behave like a young child."
He was pacing back and forth, thinking about what to do next.
Before Graiman returned, he had investigated the town. Although this pirate invasion was deeper than before, it was still far away from the town in the center of the lake and posed no threat to his rule at all. etc. After the pirates retreat, he can just continue to collect taxes. Isn't that what nobles do?
Could it be that their family still clings to the nobles' obligations set by Rodney I? Oh, Lord of Light, have mercy on him. If word spreads, people will laugh to death.
"If the hard one doesn't work, maybe we can use the soft one? Aren't children very fascinated by knight legends and heroic stories? Maybe we can start from this aspect." Hansel touched his chin and continued thinking.
“Well, I don’t know what happened to others. It would be bad if someone took the credit before me.”
As I thought about it, another thought came to my mind. The fat face of his old classmate Matthew, this guy was left in the army, it was really... really...
"I am not jealous at all!" He reminded himself secretly, "I am just worried that he will neglect his duties. Or make some slanderous remarks to Her Royal Highness, although this guy will most likely not even have a chance to see Her Highness."
After thinking about this and that, Hansel was about to go to bed when he suddenly heard something coming from outside. The noise. He looked out of the window and saw little flames outside, and people yelling loudly from time to time. He quickly called his servant and asked him to go out and inquire about the situation.
Tommen came back a few minutes later and said in a panic: "Master, it's not good! The patrol found traces of pirates outside the town. The lord has personally led the army to resist, and the guards are filling the streets to inform residents to defend themselves. Get ready."
"Which pirate is so brave? Dare to attack the leader of a territory!" Hansel felt very incredible. Just as I was thinking about it, someone suddenly broke in with a knife.
Nah, this SB lord is so weak that he even had people knocking on his door!
"Don't kill me, that lord's room is on the second floor, and I have nothing to do with him!" Hansel yelled in fright, and was about to crawl under the bed,
"Lord Baron, I am a guard at the Lord's Mansion." The visitor suppressed a smile. "The pirates are coming. The earl said that they might not be able to stop them. I will take you to the basement to hide."
Hansel cursed in his heart, stood up immediately, and regained his arrogant expression: "Humph, people in small places just don't know how to be polite, they don't even know how to knock on the door. Even Jingyao's manure collectors are more polite than you. "
The soldier didn't dare to talk back, so he had to say: "Baron, come with me to the safe room in the basement."
"Wait!" Hansel snorted. Then he asked Tommen to arrange his clothes and hairstyle.
After a while, Hansel put on an unhurried look and said slowly and logically: "If time were not pressed for time, I should really teach you something for your lord. It’s etiquette! Forget it, I’m serious too, why bother with a big-headed soldier? Just lead the way.”
With ten thousand alpacas rushing past in his mind, the guard turned around to open the door, but suddenly the door to the room was pushed open again with a bang.
"The Baron hasn't left yet? Hurry up!" Another guard broke in.
The guard who came first turned and urged: "Baron, hurry up. I'm holding you - huh? Where is the person?"
He turned his questioning eyes to Hansel As a servant, Tommen had to point to the bed awkwardly. The guard looked down and found that the edge of the sheet near the floor was shaking...
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On the edge of the town, Paul commanded a company of soldiers to show off. After receiving the news that Hansel was hiding in the basement, he ordered the soldiers to stop and take a rest.
"Hmph, that bullshit commissioner should be scared out of his wits now!" The plan worked, and he couldn't help but be secretly proud of his "brilliant" strategy.
Turned around and complained to Bryce: "Ah! Who does he think he is? He is a guy who uses chicken feathers as arrows and pretends to be powerful. If it weren't for that batch of armor and spears, I wouldn't bother to blame him. Well, it will take him ten days and a half at least."
Just when he was about to return to the camp, a soldier from a distance ran over while shouting and holding a torch.
"It's not good, it's not good... Lord, Commander Bryce, the pirates are coming, the pirates are coming."
He couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, okay, okay. That idiot Baron has been scared out of his wits, no need to shout anymore."
"No...no!" The soldier was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly. "I am a soldier on night patrol tonight. They are pirates, real pirates, they are coming this way."
After saying that, he waved his torch towards the lake, and everyone started to cheer. Looking around, I saw bright spots on the lake approaching quickly from far to near.
“Na…Na…Nani???”
Now it was Paul’s turn, and there was a bird song that no one could understand.
(End of this chapter)