Torres also knew that what the Lady was saying was the truth, as Ireya had just co to the camp to find him when the three young wolves arrived soon after, clearly with preditation.
Then, Torres asked the young lady, "Have you offended anyone, I’m not talking about the west, but the Royal Capital..."
"Let think, Geoff. That guy seems to be called that na, he was the envoy sent by His Majesty to summon to the Royal Capital, but he tried to take a big bribe from during the opportunity. I didn’t agree and simply sent him away with a scolding, and he threatened before he left."
"Geoff." Torres felt like he had heard the na sowhere, and after thinking deeply for a while, he rembered.
"Is he from the Imperial Family? But it’s okay, he should just be a very distant branch of the Vespasian Family, His Majesty has many such poor relatives, so of whom even struggle to find als."
"Geoff got his position through his sister, and his reputation has always been poor. Flaunting about his slight royal bloodline, he has deceived many who were new to the Royal Capital and did not understand the situation. There had also been rumors about him extorting others before."
"But don’t worry, he should just scare you, maybe cause a little trouble, he doesn’t have the ability to truly retaliate against you." Torres relaxed and comforted.
Yet, seeing Ireya still looking at him, Torres was startled, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes, the Priest of Cornelia should count as one."
Torres gasped, "The Life Church?! How did you manage to offend the Life Church!"
"Didn’t His Majesty want to build a statue for the Life Goddess? It required everyone to donate, but I thought the amount was too much so I didn’t contribute," said Miss Rabbit, "and besides, as a devotee of ’Saturday,’ why should I donate money to Valria?"
"Did the other nobles of the west not contribute either?"
"They did, because those lands that didn’t donate suffered from a rat plague, and the remaining people were so frightened that they had no choice but to pay."
"Are these things really happening? Then what about our land, was it also ruined by rats?"
"How could that be possible? With Prophet rlin and our Lord ’Saturday,’ re rats are no match for them, and the Black Hand behind the rats was caught too, now he is working off his debts for the Double Rest Sect."
Torres was at a loss for what to say.
From Ireya’s letter, he also knew that his niece was very bold, abandoning the tradition of the family for hundreds of years, converting from Pisya to ’Saturday.’
Like many others, he too had advised the young woman, but the new head of the Arias Family ultimately followed her own path.
And in fact, her choice turned out to be not wrong at all.
The Arias family developed rapidly under her leadership, even catching the attention of His Majesty on the throne.
And from the recent battle with Hercules, Torres also witnessed the power of ’Saturday.’
To think that it could grant the young woman divine power strong enough to defeat an opponent many tis tougher than her, this left a very strong impact in Torres who watched from the sidelines!
After all, Torres had left his hotown since childhood, followed his teacher to the Royal Capital, and had constantly engaged in rigorous training, honing his martial arts skills to gain his current strength.
Yet imagining himself in that battle, he realized that his fate probably wouldn’t be any different from Hercules’s.
This feeling, as if sothing he cherished as a treasure was being trampled underfoot, filled Torres’s heart with bitterness.
However, he quickly realized he was digressing and returned to his senses to say, "I know Prophet rlin is no simple character, yet the Priest of Cornelia might be even more dangerous."
"Freckles and Hercules are one thing, and though the young wolf appears reckless, as the grandson of the Wise Man he is not as impulsive as he seems on the surface.
"Even though he might not be pleased about His Majesty naming you a Dragon Slayer Knight, but with his caution, he shouldn’t be the first one to target you openly, there must be soone orchestrating from behind. Geoff is just a minor figure in the Royal Capital, but he can’t command these young nobles of the Royal Knight Order, so..."
"So those three fools ca to provoke , likely instigated by the Priest of Cornelia," Miss Rabbit mused.
"Exactly," Torres said gravely, "the Royal Capital is after all the territory of the Life Church, and many nobles here now adhere to Valria. Moreover, since the Priest of Cornelia is the person His Majesty trusts the most, her word can decide the fate of many."
As they spoke, they had already reached the entrance of the Da Bu Inn.
Torres seed to want to say sothing else, but hesitated and finally just said, "You must be tired after such a long journey. Have sothing to eat first; you can rest early tonight."
After finishing, he looked at the young girl, "Ireya, are you going to see His Majesty at the Imperial Palace tomorrow?"
"Yes, Uncle."
"Then after you see His Majesty, I’ll take you around Lion Heart Castle. We can try the pork pies at Pigeon Square, and then go to Shoemaker Street to buy you a new pair of boots. If we still have ti, we can visit the Master’s House to see a play."
"That sounds nice."
"Then I’ll see you tomorrow."
"Okay, Uncle."
After the Royal Escort Knight’s figure disappeared at the end of the street, the Guard Captain at her side remarked, "Lord Torres has really changed a lot."
"Right, I heard from Nanny Marina that you and Uncle were playmates as children."
Ireya didn’t have a deep impression of this uncle, mainly because Torres had left Teacup Castle early to learn how to beco a knight in the Royal Capital, and he had hardly ever returned ho.
There was little interaction between them.
Instead, Thomas, who was sowhat older, had played with Torres for a while.
A nostalgic look appeared on Thomas’s face, "Well, Lord Torres back then, um... he might have been a bit mischievous. He made us play as lizard people from the swamp, while he acted as the knight.
"He often fought against us all, and we would play for an entire day. No matter how many tis he was knocked down, he would always get up quickly, reenergized to continue the battle, unmindful of the bruises on his body and face.
"It also got us who played with him scolded by Nanny Marina often, but at those tis, Lord Torres would say that a man of the Vespasian Family should not be bothered by such minor injuries and that we should co back the next day to infuriate Nanny Marina even more."
"Right, when he had just turned ten, he even challenged your father, saying he wanted to compete with Lord Ruse. If he won, he wanted to beco the head of the Vespasian Family. As a result, Lord Ruse beat him so badly that he couldn’t get out of bed for half a month."
"In those days, Lord Torres seed to be full of energy every day, fearless and daring. I didn’t expect that so many years later upon seeing him again, he would beco, beco so..."
"Timid?"
"I ant to say cautious, really don’t know how he’s managed all these years in the Royal Capital."
"Ha, seeing how those three guys behaved earlier, it’s clear that the Royal Knight Order still harbors many who might not be very skilled but are arrogant.
"But no worries, now that I am here, as the head of the Vespasian Family, I will protect Torres just like my father did before . I won’t allow anyone to bully my family mbers again."
Moved by her words, Thomas looked at the Lady with even more respect.
Although Miss Rabbit was not tall and her fists were not strong, her stature seed to grow in the eyes of the Guard Captain after she spoke those words.
But soon, he heard the Lady mutter, "Where is rlin, how co rlin hasn’t arrived? What if that assassin cos again tonight?"
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