Ebrusus saw Kureed and his expression turned extrely grim, and at this mont, Tanison also stepped out from the crowd.
"Surrender, you've already lost this battle."
Upon hearing this, Ebrusus remained silent, and Ireya added, "As long as you lay down your weapons now, I can assure you'll be treated properly, and once your family brings the ransom, I will release you."
Ebrusus finally spoke, "I refuse to surrender."
"I know you want to protect your family, but from what I understand about Lannita, whether you surrender or not after losing Prosperous Horn, she will kill your family."
This ti, the speaker was Ivan, "And if you surrender now, at least you can survive."
"I do not fear death."
"I know, but you also need to consider your son, don't you," Ivan said as he gestured towards Kureed.
Ebrusus' expression suddenly beca complex.
He wanted to say more, but suddenly heard a clang beside his ear, as soone dropped their weapon on the ground.
Ebrusus glared at them, but soon more people began discarding their weapons; that sound seed to act as a signal, making everyone lose their fighting spirit.
Ebrusus sighed deeply upon witnessing this, grudgingly sticking his sword into the ground.
Soon, he was taken away and imprisoned in the dungeon of the city.
Because there were simply too many who surrendered, the Lady only chose the valuable nobles to imprison alongside Ebrusus.
The remaining people were rely relieved of their weapons and armor and managed outside the city.
Then she followed Wild to the City Lord Mansion.
The Family Head of the Singleton Family gazed upon the familiar fortress before him, feeling emotional.
Over two months ago when he was forced to leave, he hoped for the day he could return, yet didn't expect it to arrive so quickly.
Wild felt fortunate that he sent his granddaughter to Li Yu as a guard, thus securing an alliance with the Double Rest Sect.
Otherwise, relying solely on his own strength, he wouldn't have been able to resist the advance of the Wing Tribe, let alone reclaim the lost territory.
Thinking of this, Wild said to the Lady, "The Singleton Family will surely rember today's grace, regardless of what tasks you and Prophet rlin may have, my descendants and I will not refuse."
Ireya waved her hand, "Previously, you fought alongside us to resist the invaders; together, we made a sacred vow, helping you reclaim Prosperous Horn was also our duty.
"Moreover, while we have taken this town, the surrounding area is still controlled by the Wing Tribe or their allies, so your future pressures might not be insignificant."
Wild nodded, "I was just about to discuss this matter with you."
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard soone calling his na, "Lord Greymane!"
Wild looked in the direction of the voice and saw a beggar by the roadside, staring at him with great surprise.
"It really is you, Lord Greymane! I knew you would return, it must be the guidance of the Earth and Grain God!"
The man beca more and more agitated, his snot and tears flowing together.
However, Wild looked at him disdainfully, "Alright, alright, Priest Helbert, stop crying."
"I... I've been waiting for you, firmly believing Julius will save this city and its believers." The old priest didn't stop crying; instead, sobbed even louder.
"This has nothing to do with Julius." Wild interrupted him.
"How does it not? You are a follower of Julius, reclaiming Prosperous Horn is naturally Julius's guidance."
"I am no longer a follower of Julius." Wild admitted, "To be honest, ever since I traveled to the Royal Capital with Prophet rlin and Sir Irelia, witnessing the miracles of Saturday, I no longer revered the Earth and Grain God.
"It was just that this city has too many followers of Julius, and your Church is quite resourceful, so I didn't imdiately convert to the Double Rest Sect, only sending Donia as a guard to Prophet rlin.
"Later, I went to Green Field, joined the Resistance Army led by Sir Irelia, and completed the initiation ceremony of the Double Rest Sect together with others.
"And this ti as well, it was Sir Irelia and the followers of Saturday who helped take back Prosperous Horn, while your Earth and Grain God did not protect its believers."
Wild pointed at Helbert's ragged clothes, "I heard you make yourself a new set of clothes every month, how co you're dressed like this now?"
Upon hearing this, Helbert nearly cried again, exclaiming, "Those guys are bandits! As soon as they entered the city, they drove out from my house and took all my valuables.
"And that's not all, they even trashed the Temple of Julius and threatened to cut off my tongue if I continued missionary work. If you had co back any later, you wouldn't have seen ."
Wild, having shared decades of friendship with Helbert, felt a bit sorry seeing his wretched state, so he dismounted, went over to Helbert, and patted his back to comfort him.
"It's all right now, those bandits have been defeated by us."
Upon hearing this, the old priest ceased his crying and looked up, asking, "What about my house, and the money that was taken..."
Wild removed his money pouch and took out ten Gold Coins, handing them to Helbert, who felt warmth in his heart, but before he could thank Wild, he heard him say,
"Take this money as the road fee for leaving Prosperous Horn."
"Ah?" The old priest was stunned, "I didn't say I wanted to leave."
When the Wing Tribe attacked, Helbert hadn't run away, mainly reluctant to abandon his mansion and fine clothing. Now that Wild had returned, he certainly had no reason to leave.
Yet Wild said, "No, you must go... there are still many followers of Julius being enslaved by the Wing Tribe and their allies, waiting for your rescue."
Helbert nearly blurted out, "What does that have to do with ?" Fortunately, he stopped himself, choosing instead to retract his hand and say, "I... I can help them right here."
Seeing this, Wild insisted on handing over the ten Gold Coins, "The key point is that people in this city will believe in Saturday henceforth; there's no place for you here anymore."
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