Knight and Wand

Chapter 40: Waiting for now
".I really didn't lie to you, my lord. That forest is really the nightmare forest."

The village elder in the house knelt on the ground trembling, clasped his hands and kowtowed, begging for mercy.

(Uriah) ".I have nothing more to ask, just shut him up."

Baron Dawson waved his hand and ordered his servants to drag the terrified and crying old man out of the house.

He grabbed the roasted leg of lamb brought by his followers and changed his posture in the chair.

While chewing the barbecue in his mouth, Dasen thought about his current location.

If the "Nightmare Forest" to the south of this place, as the locals call it, is really the "Ponros Forest" to the west of Mamor County, then to return to the country, according to the map, we can only continue to run northwest along the edge of the forest.

There are Orlando's pursuers in the east, so they must take a detour from the northwest and enter Brinkshire before they can return to Cantadar. They also have to hope that there are no Orlando troops guarding the border.
Thinking of his current predicament of running away in panic, Duosen couldn't help but chew the mutton a little harder.

"Damn Aviut, if it weren't for that old bastard, the promised reinforcements would have disappeared!" Doson became more and more angry as he cursed his king bluntly.

The knights and attendants nearby heard the angry insults from their lord and could only watch and turn a deaf ear to them.

Baron Dawson didn't care and scolded the king in front of his vassal.

The losses he suffered were too great. The guys from the east all went to enjoy themselves in Serian, while the northern lords had to face the sudden invasion of Orland alone.

If his territory in Mamor County was completely taken away by the Orland people, would he have to return to the south in disgrace and become a small landowner?
Suddenly, the guard outside the door knocked on the door: "Master, Lord Luke is here with the girl to see you."

Dawson recovered from his depressed thoughts and was a little confused when he heard the report outside the door.

"Let them in."

Thinking of the blonde girl, his gloomy mood calmed down a little.

It was a pleasant surprise to find such a "treasure" in this remote area.

She is young and beautiful, and her martial arts skills are incredibly outstanding. With just a little bit of dressing up, she would be worth a lot of money.

Bring this unique and exquisite girl back to Kantadar and present her to that old man Aviut in exchange for more money and food, so that he can borrow troops from Count Mamor and make a comeback.

Putting down the leg of lamb, Dausen took the napkin handed to him by the waiter, wiped his greasy mouth, sat up straight, and a look of pleasure hung on the corners of his mouth.

Of course, I'll enjoy the first prize myself, and let that damn old guy pick up the second-hand ones I've used to play with.

Seeing his inner knight leading a group of soldiers and escorting the blonde girl into the house, Duosen's eyes lit up.

The girl was without a weapon and her hands were tied behind her back.

He really didn't expect that this arrogant girl would give in so quickly.

Dason looked at the knight carrying the halberd and axe: "Rook, you still have such eloquence? Did you convince her to give up the resistance?"

"No, my lord, this little girl knows what to do after having breakfast." Luke, holding the spear, spread his hands.

Azerien, who was standing behind Olivia on the right, was startled when he heard this.

Don't ask, don't ask, don't ask. The young man prayed silently, his palms sweating.
breakfast?

Duosen raised his eyebrows and immediately felt that his subordinates were really considerate.

He was thinking about starving the girl for a few meals, but he didn't expect that Luke, this rough man, would be so considerate as to arrange food and drink for the girl.

It turns out that sometimes stroking someone's fur is more effective than coercion.

Dawson took note of this experience and will surely be able to use it next time.

"But this girl has a condition. She wants us to release her father." Knight Luke continued.

"This is it."

Dason touched his chin and looked at the girl: "You want me to let your father go?" (Feru language)
Olivia raised her head and replied calmly: "I'm the only one you want, right?"

Dawson pondered for a moment.

He really didn't want to let the old blacksmith go. Without the evidence, if she got angry one day and found an opportunity to commit suicide to express her dissatisfaction, wouldn't that be another loss?

Even if she was going to die, she couldn't let it happen to her before she sold it to the king. "Not now. I can't let your father escape and tip off the enemy, at least not before we are safely back in Kantadar."

Dawson said, then changed the subject.

"But I can promise you that once I leave Orland, I will release your father."

Well, he certainly wasn't going to keep his promise.

Dawson just wanted to get this chick into bed first.

Anyway, she has already lost her weapon and surrendered. It is up to me to decide how to deal with her afterwards. As long as I have her father in my hand, it doesn't matter if I regret it.

"." Olivia looked at the Kantadar noble sitting at the head with an indifferent expression, sighed in her heart, and nodded to him: "It's a deal."

Of course she didn't believe the other party, but it was just an excuse to paralyze the other party anyway.

"Haha, that's a wise choice. I won't treat you unfairly."

With a smug smile on his face, Dasen stood up and walked towards the girl.

"It's better to say that if you obey me, you will be reborn from a wild bird into a phoenix."

He believed that he was not lying. If old man Aviut favored her enough in the future, wouldn't it be a great success to become a king's favorite concubine instead of being a little village girl?
Dawson ordered the soldiers surrounding Olivia, "Put away your weapons. Do you think I'm afraid of a girl who has tied her own hands and feet?"

The halberd-wielding knights and attendants raised their weapons and stood aside.

Leon and Azerien also quickly sheathed their swords and retreated to the corner in silence.

"Come, come into my arms and show me your charm." Duosen opened his arms and looked very happy.

Conquering a girl with strong martial arts skills made him feel more satisfied than playing with those submissive bitches.

Olivia looked at the greasy expression on the villain's face, suppressed the nausea of ​​goose bumps all over her body, and lowered her head.

The girl bit her lower lip and pretended to have a trembling voice as she demanded, ".Let them all. Go out."

Dausen hesitated for a second, but looking at the girl's arms tied behind her back, he waved to the knights and followers with ease.

"Well, all of you go out. I'll call you in when I'm done."

Nur and another inner court knight in the house looked at each other with a smile that all men understood, then shrugged and led their men to walk out of the house.

Watching the actions of this group of people, Leon lowered his head respectfully, deliberately followed the other squire knights at the end of the corner, and slowly lined up to leave.

But he tried to slow down his pace and naturally fell behind the crowd.

Duosen opened his arms towards the girl again, and before the door was closed, he took a step towards the girl: "Is this good? No one will disturb us. I have been waiting for a long time."

Olivia turned around, as if to confirm that the others had left.

Seeing Leon walking at the end with a sword in hand, she finally put on a smile.

"Yes, that's what I've been waiting for."

The girl's long skirt fluttered as she retreated like a gust of wind, and with her hands she untied the ropes that pretended to bind her behind her back.

"Leon!"

Hearing the signal behind him, Leon turned around quickly and threw the weapon at the girl with his left hand: "——Catch the sword!"

The girl gently grabbed the hilt of the sword in mid-air and pushed back with her right foot to stop.

Her body suddenly rushed forward like a swift flying against the wind, and the sharp blade in her hand instantly slashed in front of the enemy.

Duosen's eyes widened in shock at the sudden change, and his reaction was extremely fast. He had just enough time to draw his sword in a split second and stepped back to meet the attack.

clang!
A crisp sound of collision was heard between the swords.

(End of this chapter)