I suppressed the weirdness in the shelter

Chapter 43: The First Snow in the Wasteland
"This is the situation, Adjutant Helen. Your commander was unwilling to enter Winterhold. We did our best."

After Wyatt refused to enter the city, Duke Raymond returned to Winterhold with his subordinates.

The first thing Duke Raymond did after returning was to order his subordinates to build a simple wooden house for him outside the city according to Wyatt's request and to meet all his needs.

After all, Wyatt was still a big shot from Mayos City. Although his temporary change of route gave people a bad impression of him, he did not violate the rules of Winterhold. Instead, he stood together with his followers.

From a soldier's perspective, Duke Raymond admired such a man, and naturally did not want him to die in the cold winter of the Wasteland Territory.

After giving orders to his subordinates, Duke Raymond immediately sent a communication to the four institutes far away in the city of Mayos. He wanted to synchronize what was happening here with Helen.

After learning about Wyatt's current situation, Helen was relieved that at least he was fine.

Of course, this is not the end yet. Helen still has some questions to ask about Duke Raymond’s refusal to allow the three of them to enter the city together.

"Your Excellency the Duke, I hope you can give a reasonable explanation."

"Explanation, what explanation do you want, Miss Adjutant?" Raymond didn't care about Helen's questioning. "If it's about why I didn't allow the two prisoners to enter the city, then I can give an explanation. Winterhold Fortress is the core of the North's military deployment and cannot afford to lose anything. Therefore, we don't accept Fallen. Are you satisfied with this explanation? In addition, I want to ask you why you didn't say that the two accompanying women were Fallen."

Raymond spoke sharply and stared at Helen.

As the Duke of Winterhold, Raymond had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. The fortress could not afford to lose anything, so he was very unhappy about this behavior of hiding things from his colleagues.

Helen didn't want to make any excuses for Raymond's questioning, because she knew very well that Wyatt would be questioned anyway if he took the Fallen to track down the pagans.

"I'm very sorry, Duke Raymond. We are just trying to reduce unnecessary prejudice. Besides, the director's mission this time has been approved by the church, and the natures of those two fallen people are trustworthy."

"Although the Conrad family is no longer allowed to enter the city of Mayos, I still have some information channels. I heard that your director seemed to have been acquitted because of some major contributions. This contribution must be related to the Fallen."

"We have no intention of hiding anything about this matter. If you ask the director, he would probably be happy to show you his research results - marking, a simple ritual that can suppress the evil activity in the bodies of the fallen. Now all the fallen in the four institutes have stabilized the evil with the help of marking, and the four institutes have eliminated the holy white stone."

"Eliminate the Holy White Stone..."

Helen's last words made Duke Raymond particularly concerned, and his thoughts wandered to who knows where because of this sentence.

Helen noticed that Duke Raymond was acting strangely, asked about it, and finally pulled Raymond back.

After this trance, Duke Raymond's attitude seemed to have changed a little.

"I will not let your director freeze to death. I will assist him in his investigation, but I will not allow his corrupted people to enter the city."

"No problem. If possible, I hope His Excellency the Duke can ask the director to contact the four institutes. We have been out of touch for a long time."

"I'll do that, and that's the end of it."

"Thank you very much."

Duke Raymond hung up the phone and the room soon fell silent.

Looking out the window, Duke Raymond found that the first snow of this winter seemed to have arrived.

He was absent-minded, which was rare, and kept muttering something.

"Eliminate... the Holy White Stone..."

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"Ah sneeze!!"

Wyatt sneezed dramatically and then wrapped the blanket around himself tighter.

Seeing this, Dorothy threw a few pieces of coal into the stove to make the fire burn more vigorously.

At this moment, Wyatt and the other two were in the tent provided by Winterhold, sitting around the fire to keep warm.

The soldiers of Winterhold were already helping them build simple wooden houses. These logisticians were very skilled in setting up camps, and were particularly adept at building such simple houses. Although Duke Raymond refused to allow the three to enter the city, he still gave them a lot of things, and he met all of Wyatt's requests.

Even before the wooden house was built, he gave a tent that could be used on the march, or even a large tent that only the commander could use.

This kind of special tent can cope with extreme environments. Not to mention the first snow of winter, it can withstand even if it is twice as severe.

Of course, it was definitely not as comfortable as the wooden cabins. Those were for strong soldiers. Wyatt didn't think he could handle it as a civilian.

"Master Director, do you need me to bring you a sleeping bag? It should be warmer in it."

"It must be freezing cold inside the sleeping bag. Please warm me up, little hedgehog."

"If you're afraid of the cold, then go into the city. If you get cold, we'll lose our heads."

"How heartless."

"…I'm tired and going to sleep. Don't disturb me."

Dorothy dragged her sleeping bag over to the fire and quickly got inside.

Wyatt stopped shivering and craned his neck to look toward Dorothy.

"Why don't you close your eyes?"

"Warm...warm up the sleeping bag so that you can fall asleep. How can you sleep in such a cold weather?"

Dorothy stuffed her head into her sleeping bag and pretended not to hear Wyatt.

Seeing this, Wyatt could only accommodate her and continue to sit lazily by the fire.

Adela took over the task of tending the stove. She looked at Wyatt opposite her, and his words at the city gate rang in her ears unconsciously.

I am their director.

What a great sentence! The discriminated degenerates have no resistance to this sentence. To this day, he has conquered many degenerates in the four schools with similar words and actions.

But apart from these words and actions, who knows what Wyatt's true heart is.

Just as Adela was wondering at this moment, Wyatt changed his route to Greenwater City in order to investigate more places in the Wasteland Territory, but why did he give up the opportunity to enter Winterhold at this moment.

Did he feel that there was no need to investigate Winterhold?

This might be a bit presumptuous, but Adela wanted to point it out anyway.

"Master, will it hinder the investigation if you give up entering Winterhold?"

"Obstacle? Winterhold is an important military town. There is no need for inspection."

"maybe?"

"Perhaps that arrogant Duke has been colluding with the pagans and has long been corrupt." It seems that Dorothy has no intention of sleeping. "The Conrad family has a bad reputation for a long time. It's all because of them that the Wasteland Territory is in such a mess. The city of Mayos has refused them entry. Maybe this Duke has problems too."

"Don't you want to go to bed?"

"I'm not sleepy anymore all of a sudden. You're really... really lucky. I'll give you this warm sleeping bag."

"You should keep it for yourself. There's something interesting outside. I have to go out and take a look."

"What's interesting?"

"A carriage, a carriage full of ore."

(End of this chapter)