Chapter 7 Three Commitments
Dick took the yellowed letter, and his fingers slowly unfolded the scroll.
His eyes were swinging around the vigorous handwriting, and his winged eagle body seal shining with a blue luster under the candlelight.
Dick of Raven City:
When I picked up the pen to write this letter, I felt guilty and heavy.
As the Queen, I would like to express my deepest apology to you and the Demon Hunting Clan.
I never expected that Brownie, the adopted son of my brother James, would collude with my former sage, Raven, to launch an attack on your Demon Hunting Clan without hesitation.
This is my incompetent discipline, even if the people around me commit such an unforgivable crime.
As a queen, I should have protected the justice and peace of the kingdom, but now because of my negligence, my relatives and ministers have done this. I am willing to take all the responsibility.
I know very well that no matter how much apologize is, it cannot make up for the damage suffered by the Demon Hunting Clan.
But at this moment, I have to ask you for help.
Soon after, the barbaric army of bloodthirsty people on the Mist Mountain was about to come to the northern border.
Wherever they go, they will suffer the souls, and the entire kingdom will fall into endless darkness and fear.
In this critical moment of survival, I know that only by uniting the power of the Witch Hunter Cult can we bring hope to the North.
Dick, I still remember the scene when we met in the past.
At that time, I deeply admire your bravery and wisdom.
I beg you to extend a helping hand again, in terms of your responsibility to this land, for your helping hand.
I promise you that when this crisis passes, I will investigate the matter thoroughly, punish the murderer severely, and give the Demon Hunting Clan a fair explanation.
Maeve.
The edges of the letter paper rippled in Dick's palm.
He remembered the heroic posture of looking up at the tall horse when he looked up a few months ago outside Odinburgh.
The impression left by the queen is very good in her heart.
Dick has also repeatedly thought about the truth about whether the witch hunter corps was instructed by the Queen in the past two days.
In the end, he came to the conclusion that this possibility was almost non-existent.
Although the queen is also a noble, she will not cut off her foundation because of this.
The witch hunter sect is rooted in the northern border. For the Queen, the benefits are far greater than the harm. Moreover, if she really wants to deal with the sect, she might gather a large number of knights to do it together, and she would not only let Brownie lead her. So little cavalry came.
"Mr. Dick?"
The long silence on the opposite side made West feel uneasy. He clasped his fingers with his hands tightly under the table.
"Your Majesty has received a secret letter from Prince James on his way back, and the prince claims to be unaware of Brownie's crazy behavior..."
"Because he is his illegitimate son, he chose to cover up." Dick's merciless words revealed the royal secrets.
West was stunned when he heard this.
"Do you know that in the disaster in Fort Kel a few days ago, after thousands of monsters fought with nearly a hundred witch hunters, I was the only one who stood in the mountain of corpses.
“The end of the witcher brothers is pretty good, at least they left the remains of corpses;
"The warlocks were all torn into pieces by monsters, and I couldn't even collect corpses for them.
"You want to let that damn royal dog bastard get away with it in one simple sentence now?
"How could the war soul of the witch hunter sect agree? How could I agree!"
West's face became paler and he tried to argue but couldn't speak.
"Dick," Barbara put away her easeful smile, her finger knot under her silk gloves turned slightly white. She did not expect that the young man in front of her would be merciless to the Falcon family, and therefore, the negotiation skills of the past All invalid.
"What do you think?" she asked bluntly.
"I need three promises." Dick put the sheepskin scroll close to the candlelight, watching the flames tentatively swaying in front of the Queen's Seal.
"First, in addition to the manpower and materials for rebuilding Fort Kel, the northern border must announce the entire territory to overthrow the evil deeds of the witch hunter. If the witch hunter makes mistakes in the secular world, only the sect can judge them;
Second, Prince James needs to make a bloody oath in front of the ancestral grave and not do anything to infringe on the interests of the Witch Hunter Cult;
third……"
He slowly moved the scroll upwards, and the semi-transmissive paper pages blocked the spread of the candlelight, and the two people on the opposite side fell into a silent dimness.
"I want Brownie's head as a deposit."
"Gurl."
West swallowed his saliva hard and looked at the female companion next to him like help.
"I can replace the Queen's first two promises," the sorcerer sighed, "but no matter how unbearable Brownie is, it is still royal blood. I can compensate..."
"No compensation is required. We each take a step back. The church will provide timely support, but the first two requirements must also be met." The simple response did not hesitate.
Barbara stared at Dick meaningfully for a while before saying, "Okay, I will report this to Her Majesty the Queen at that time."
"That means, have you promised the Queen to fight against the enemy's bloodthirsty army?" West said half a beat slowed down.
"I agree, but you also know that the sectarian personnel are withering now, so it's enough for me to go by myself."
"You promised? No, yourself? Dick, are you kidding?"
Although West felt that things were changing a little quickly and the young man in front of him was so easy to let Brownie go, the Queen's explanation finally went smoothly.
"No matter how powerful you are, you cannot defeat hundreds of Misty Mountain Bereaves. Besides, there are Misty Mountain Shamans in the army of bloodthirsty people. Although they are not strong, they are no different from the Warlock Apprentice. !
"In most cases, only the extraordinary can deal with the extraordinary. When the number is not equal, the balance can be broken unless the strength is crushed. Although you are strong, it still seems that it is not possible now."
"The strength is not strong enough, right?
"What do you think you should do?" Dick slowly placed the scroll on the wooden table, and the warm candlelight spread throughout the hall again.
"Can I discuss this with Ms. Barbara?"
"Do you need me out?"
"No need." Barbara waved her hand.
West and Barbara did not shy away and began to discuss it loudly.
After a moment, West spoke:
"Dick, let's do it. Except for the four little witch hunters in the witch hunting corps, the rest of the witch hunters will work with us to fight the enemy."
"Including those thirteen or fourteen-year-old children?" Dick raised his eyebrows.
"They all have two or three years of commissioning experience outside. They are no longer children, but mature witch hunters."
"Let me do this, I have a proposal?"
"You said."
"Except for me, plus Ajie, we are just the two of us. Don't look at me with this kind of suspicion. We are both masters of swordsmanship. We can both be a hundred. With the cooperation of the army, it may not be necessary. Will lose to the army of Mist Mountain.”
"Two? Although you two are both masters of swordsmanship, there are too few. Let's do this. In addition, how about Weil? The power of the three masters of swordsmanship is already very powerful." West suggested again.
"Okay." Dick accepted without hesitation.
"You said yes?" West's forehead was cleared with three puzzled folds as his eyebrows raised.
"Yes, I agree."
Barbara turned her face and chuckled.
“That’s it, after a few days, Dick, Ajay and Wale, three masters of swordsmanship, will go to Raven City with us;
This is already a good result. After all, the disaster of the Demon Hunting Clan has just passed, so it needs to be more precautions, and trust has been established bit by bit, right? Dick? ”
“Happy cooperation.”