Knight and Wand

Chapter 68: Across the Sea
"Young knights, I will remember your help and rescue. In time, a poem praising your chivalry will spread across the continent."

Even though he was being fiercely escorted by the Dragonmaw City soldiers, the embarrassed poet did not forget to look back and express his gratitude in a rhythmic tone.

"Shut up and go in quickly." The guard kicked the middle-aged poet on the butt and kicked him into the cell roughly.

The other party's controversial reputation will not cause the soldiers of Dragonmaw City to treat him with any preferential treatment.

What's more, he is now accused of seducing married women and abducting other people's wives. Such a serious crime needs to be investigated slowly.

Next door to the poet, several gangsters who had committed kidnapping were also thrown into jail by the soldiers.

It is not difficult to explain the cause and effect.

After showing the document proving their knighthood to the captain of the Dragonmaw Castle guard who was in charge of this area, as well as the testimony of the tavern owner, Leon and the other two were quickly and respectfully escorted back to the tavern where they were staying.

The actions of these people were regarded as heroic acts like those of knights-errant.

If he had not repeatedly stated that he would leave by boat the next day, the captain of the guard would have even reported their heroic act of stopping the crime to the Dragonmaw City Council and requested a certain amount of reward.

Unfortunately, no one had the time to stay in this city and wait for him to complete the complicated approval process.

Before parting with the captain of the guard, Leon curiously asked about the entanglement in the matter he had intervened in.

After a brief chat in the tavern, I learned that the middle-aged man named Goliad seemed to be a very famous bard.

But his reputation is worrying, and he is a representative of that group of poets in mainland China who have talent but no moral integrity.

He is especially known for not being able to control his pants, and has offended countless important people.

"I think it's a miracle that he has survived until today after becoming famous." The captain of the guard said to Leon with emotion while burping.

However, despite all the shameful legends of his debauchery, they still cannot conceal the poet's talent.

There are still many nobles and wealthy businessmen who don't care about his reputation who invite him to participate in their events and banquets, and spend a lot of money hoping that he will recite poems and leave behind many elegant poems.

The boss mentioned by those thugs who were beaten down was one of them.

According to the captain of the guard, he was a wealthy businessman in the city who had risen rapidly through maritime trade in the past two years, and he didn't have much else to his name.

Perhaps out of concern for their reputation, the guards had not received any report from the wealthy businessman before.

But the only thug who could still speak did accuse Goliath with certainty.

It is said that when the poet was invited to Mr. Rotty's house, he kept flirting with the boss's wife.

When people saw his wife for the last time, the angry Mr. Rotty found a dishevelled Goliath in his wife's room the next day, and his wife herself was nowhere to be seen.

That day, many servants witnessed the strange sight of the bard jumping out of the lady's room window with his naked buttocks and escaping.

The whole incident was not complicated, but it was a kind of chaos that was hard to describe.

Fortunately, Leon slept soundly for a night and put this little episode that had nothing to do with him behind him.

Even if the misbehaving bard is really a kidnapper, he will be punished by the laws of Dragonmaw City if he is imprisoned now.

The next day, the three boarded the ship as scheduled.

The loaded merchant ships slowly left the dock and headed westward along the Rusina River into the sea.

Azerien and Lohak saw the ocean for the first time and did not leave the deck for a long time as they watched the magnificent scenery of the blue sea and sky.

Leon had seen the sea in his previous life, but he didn't feel too much. He knew that the journey ahead would be even more boring than on land.

As expected, the two teenagers lost interest in the unchanging sea view in less than half a day.

In the next few days, everyone played chess and slept in the cabin, and occasionally participated in wrestling activities organized by the sailors in their spare time.

Since they don't gamble, they can't join in other entertainment on the ship.

Although the water route was much faster than the land route, the three of them felt extremely tortured.
The salty sea breeze blew across the largest port in the western part of the Kingdom of Kantardar. On the masts of countless ships of all sizes, flocks of white seabirds would occasionally stop at the top to rest, overlooking the busy coastal city below that was like an ant's nest.

The Western Port has been particularly bustling in recent days, not because of the trade from all over the world at the port, but because of the celebration that the Falcon family, which rules the city, has been preparing for in recent days.

The heir of Count Fercon is about to have his wedding day.

There was an endless stream of nobles coming from surrounding areas. Even though a war was breaking out in the far east of the kingdom, King Aviut still sent royal envoys to his staunch allies long before the war began.

Now that it has received strong support from that distant country, the importance of Western Port to the Kingdom of Kantadar is unparalleled.

Even the residence of King Aviut cannot be compared with this seaport that is constantly receiving powerful weapons, resources, and trade from distant empires.

On the cliffs by the sea lies a huge castle complex built at great expense by generations of the Fercon family. Servants and slaves are busy day and night in it, welcoming batches of invited guests.

At this moment, only the foreign guests living in the courtyard buildings on the east side of the castle can enjoy the undisturbed tranquility as usual.

A warrior dressed in uniform black and gold armor stood in front of the luxurious courtyard gate in the castle, staring at the endless stream of troops in the distance with contempt and arrogance.

Looking at these self-proclaimed noble Kantadar rulers who are nothing but monkeys in human form, the guards in black armor with gold edges seem to be quietly watching a group of funny primitive people.

And in the courtyard guarded by black-armored guards.

A handsome blond boy in a thin corset walked along the smooth and exquisite stone-carved road through the carefully cultivated grass and shrub landscapes and came to the courtyard behind the building.

The blond boy went around to the hidden statue and finally found the familiar figure.

"Elena?" He called her name softly.

Behind the ramp of the statue, the gentle woman who had been sitting there sobbing quietly stopped crying and turned around with tearful eyes.

"Are you still missing your family?" the boy sighed.

".I had a nightmare again."

Elena's voice trembled and she choked up as she said, "I dreamed of my brother. I just hope he's still alive and safe."

She was not surprised that the other party could find this place. The young man in front of her was one of the few friends she could talk to.

"I don't want to disturb you, but the master is coming back tonight and he specifically wants you and me, so we both need to get ready." The handsome young man reminded helplessly.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Corvis." Elena replied with a forced smile.

The young man nodded, and without urging the poor lady who shared the same suffering as him, he turned and left.

The surroundings became quiet again,

Elena stood up, wiped her tears, and took a deep breath to calm her longing.
“The song of fate is unpredictable.

It's a sad song.
The smile fades in the illusion
Tell it softly with the whispers of the sun, moon and stars."

A low and melodious singing voice came from above.

Elena turned around and looked in surprise at the castle battlements with a cliff behind it.

A middle-aged poet dressed in bright clothes leaned on it with a melancholy look, gently plucking the strings and singing a lamentable poem.

"Ah~, sad little robin~"

"Sir, who are you?"

Elena opened her eyes wide in confusion.

She had never seen this face before in all the time she had been here.

The poet's smile raised his curly mustache. He took off the feather hat on his head on the wall and bowed his head to greet: "Gauliade, a poet, nice to meet you, ma'am."

It's on the shelves. There will be more updates today. It's estimated that there will be more than 10,000 words, but the time is uncertain. Alas, I still have to go to work. I'm going to die suddenly.
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(End of this chapter)