" Ah, pardon for our impoliteness." Instantly, Sam lowered his head with sweat pouring down and changed his manner to be more polite. "Please, this way."
He steps aside and made way for the carriages to enter, and at the sa ti, Sam also signaling the villagers who are carrying the weapons to step back and bowed
Seeing this, the captain was briefly confused for a mont before coming back to his senses. "Well then ..." The captain grinned and then got back on his horse; walked into the village while raising his head.
Before they arrive at the village, the rcenaries who were initially been in the front row imdiately switched positions with the royal troops. That's why this made the captain act proudly , this like he was guiding his own troops, which make so rcenaries glared and snorted at him.
After all, rcenaries were not a soldier; they also have the pride to be maintained as rcenary. But against this situation and the royal troops' mission made them helpless.
....
Following the captain, the carriages moved again but at a slower pace. Sam, the village head of this village, did not dare to raise his head; he waited and kept his head down until he heard soone's voice.
"Amusing." Desmond, who is leaning againts the window, mocked him.
The reactions of these people made Desmond amused; he didn't expect them to be even this low when the captain ntioned his identity.
Even though Desmond knew how important a Guardian's special forces were, seeing their actions before made Desmond's expectations shattered.
And if it weren't for Edward already abolishing the aristocratic system from his kingdom, who knows, maybe the chief would also kneel on the ground?
After he said that and the carriage had passed chief, Desmond saw the anger chief's expression from the corner of his eye by clenching his fists.
"Hoho, maybe they not completely trash." Not only that, but Desmond also the two villagers had lowered their heads with ashad.
anwhile, the carriages then entered the village, showing several old buildings made of blackened wood. Apart from the texture of the wood, so of the roofs are made of clay and straw, and so are not filled or have holes.
The condition of the houses in this village is arguably unfit for habitation, is inversely proportional to their streets, clean and tidy.
Desmond also saw the expressions of the rest villagers were unfriendly with a glare in their eyes to his group. Besides the adult villagers, several small children were also seen holding a small stone ready to be thrown.
"Hmm," Desmond muttered thoughtfully by massaging his forehead.
This situation was a bit strange. Maybe because this is the first village he visited after arrived in this world, so he doesn't mind at all at their primitive behavior before
But from his perspective, the villagers should be happy, right? They get a reinforcent, strengthened their strength to protect their lovely villages?
Apart from that, it seed like the army captain was not aware of this and still displayed the emblem on his shirt proudly, as did the rest of the troops.
Desmond then moved and glanced for the back window only to saw all the rcenaries staring warily at their surroundings.
This made Desmond's brows knitted. He then drew his attention back and sat on the sofa. "Laura, get ready."
"Eh?" Desmond's mouth twitched as he looked at Laura, who was reading a book on her bed and casually replied.
"There is sothing wrong." Desmond is no longer looking at Laura and activating the spell. "And also-"
* swoosh *
In an instant, a strong gush of wind flew, a wooden sword ford and shot past her, aiming and stuck at the carriage wall.
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"Eh?" Laura, who felt sothing through her hair, was stunned with wide eyes.
"Your manners," Desmond said in a cold tone and stared at her expressionlessly, but a look of disappointnt mixed with rage was radiating from his eyes.
Seeing this gaze, Laura was petrified and imdiately and then she rembered the rules spoken by her senior maids. "Don't cross the boundaries of the young master."
"Yes, young master." Her complexion imdiately paled, and Laura quickly answered; hurried to the door, stretching out one of her arms.
She then muttered and chanted the sa barrier spell, slowly coating the part of the door. Her eyes now closed, and it also seed like she was more focused than before.
Good, thought Desmond. After seeing Laura's obedient behavior, he looked back at the situation outside through his glass window.
Outside the window, Desmond's horse-drawn carriage finally stopped right in the middle of the village square. At the sa ti, the sound of a door opening was heard.
Vesta ca out in his royal attire with a sword at his waist. He then scanned the surroundings before finally approaching chief, who was now right in the middle of the plaza
In contrast to his noble-like clothes, Vesta ca with a friendly smile, "Hello village head, pardon of my rudeness before, not greet you at the entrance.
"I'm the current Guardian of North Kingdom, as my subordinate said before, please allow us to check the situation around this village. "
Even though the Guardian in front of him looked friendly and smiled, Sam could feel a trendous force radiating from his body, making him break out in cold sweat.
He thought the current Guardian was so arrogant as he didn't want to say greet him before, but now seeing this, he swallowed his saliva before finally speaking, "No ... problem, Sir Guardian."
"Thank you." After getting an answer, the smile on Vesta's face faded. He looked at the environnt around the village with a frown. "Soldiers spread out and check all around with a five-man formation."
"Yes, sir!" The captain answered and repeats Vesta's orders to the soldiers strictly.
* rumble * * rumble *
Since they were royal troops, after hearing the orders from their superiors, they imdiately obeyed, causing dust to form in the village square for a mont.
Vesta then walked to one of the residents' houses; his robe fluttered due to the strong winds making him look cool, but the people who were approached by Vesta retreated slowly in fear.
"Sir ..." Seeing the Guardian suddenly approaching him made the villager tremble while holding his wife and child.
"Tell the truth." Vesta lowered his body and looked directly at the middle-aged man in front of him. His hunch said that even though the village was safe, sothing was amiss with the atmosphere and villagers' reactions.
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