Chapter 102: Dawn

Chapter 102: Dawn

At dawn, two Little Fairies crawled out from the carriage. After taking shape, they began to fly around the Camp. As they became more familiar with the people, the Little Fairies started to show the traits of mischievous children, being naughty and causing trouble. At this time every day, they would tease those still in deep sleep, which made things hard for those who were on guard duty last night. With some people’s indulgence and instigation, this kind of farce began to intensify, so laughter and complaints were heard from time to time in the Camp.

Bran, Danny, and others had packed up early and began to check their weapons and equipment. He had already shown goodwill yesterday. If there was still no response today, then he wouldn’t mind killing one to warn a hundred.

Mary said reluctantly, “Is it really okay to just kill them all? They are ours. Doesn’t it hurt your heart to kill them all?”

“It doesn’t hurt.”

“And you told us not to act recklessly!”

Danny slapped Mary on the head and scolded, “Shut up!”

People in the Camp were busy with their respective tasks. Two teams had already set off towards the upstream and downstream of the Eternal River. Afterwards, the people here would spread out one team after another, like a rolling cylinder. Bran hoped to solve the problem at hand as soon as possible before everyone left. Delaying now was disadvantageous for him; he could only cut the Gordian knot. If he raised the butcher’s knife, then Bran hoped to eliminate the root of the problem.

Danny looked at Bran and then asked, “When are you planning to act?”

“Noon. If no one has come by then, let the people in the Camp help us clean out the Castle.”

Mary immediately leaned over. “We don’t need help, we can kill them all ourselves!”

Bran took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled. He said helplessly, “Mary, I know you can’t bear to share the wealth in the Castle with others. Alright then, we’ll go kill them ourselves, but after the killing is done, you will be responsible for cleaning up the bodies and tidying the Castle.”

He thought Mary would at least consider it, but unexpectedly she answered without hesitation, “Alright!”

Bran gritted his teeth, sighing that a woman obsessed with money was truly terrifying! Ever since Mary understood that everything on the other shore was her herd, this woman had started to take it to heart.

Those who saw this scene laughed loudly. Bran was also angered into a laugh and didn’t bother to pay any more attention to this money-grubber.

Danny signaled Mary to be quiet and then continued, “Your mood isn’t high. If you can’t bear to do it, we can handle it.”

“It’s not that I can’t bear it. It’s not like I haven’t killed before.” Bran gestured to his companions. “At least I’ve killed more people than they have. Actually, I really hope the other side won’t show up, because killing is the simplest and least troublesome solution.

Sigh! Let’s not talk about this anymore. I’ll take a walk around here.”

…

When the sun rose high, Earl and a few others appeared at the other end of the bridge. Although Earl had said last night that the Northlanders meant no harm, when they stood at the bridgehead, they clearly felt a chill as sharp as a blade’s edge, so they became afraid.

The few of them stepped onto the bridge trembling, inching their way closer to the Northlanders. Mary watched from afar, anxiously complaining, “When will they ever make it over here?”

Bran lowered his head, looking at his Shadow on the ground, and casually teased, “No hurry. If they can’t make it over by noon, then they never need to come over.”

Fortunately, the bridge wasn’t very long. The few of them finally dawdled over to this side. After standing still, they requested an audience. Then they were brought before Bran.

“Great Wizard, they are here.”

Earl and the others were a bit surprised; they hadn’t expected the one receiving them to be a child. So, after paying their respects, they began to secretly size up Bran, assessing everything before them. At this moment, Bran sat casually cross-legged on the ground, holding Huahua in his arms, seeming completely uninterested in their arrival.

Looking at this cat, Earl’s face couldn’t help but blush a little. Then the title “Great Wizard” made her alert. What happened last night was too incredible. So, she mobilized her power, wanting to peer at this child called the Great Wizard. Unfortunately, it was now daytime, and her ability was less than one-tenth of normal. She had always proudly believed she was the Monarch of the Night, until everything that happened last night made her realize she was just a joke.

Just as she was striving and struggling to peer in vain, a voice spoke up. “We meet again.”

She remembered this voice; it was the person who let her go last night. So she quickly bowed again and said, “My name is Earl, the current head of the Hyde family. Please forgive my rudeness last night.”

Bran didn’t respond to this statement. Instead, he asked, “Who are you?”

“I am…” Then Earl realized this was an inquiry about her history and background. This question made her hesitate, unsure how to answer.

If she told everything that happened after the Battle of the Eternal River, would the Northlanders still protect them? How she wished the Northlanders would first listen to their conditions, rather than ask about their origins. As long as the Northlanders heard their conditions, they wouldn’t refuse their submission. As long as the Northlanders first agreed to protect them, even if they later learned of their origins, given the Northlanders’ temperament, they would never go back on their word.

Earl steadied her mind. She looked at the cross-legged Bran. Bran’s age was still too young, and his body was somewhat frail. When he restrained his own power, he completely lacked the oppressive feeling of a Northlander. So, this gave Earl some confidence. She decided to avoid the previous question; she wanted to move this child first.

“We have decided to pledge loyalty to you! We will swear in the name of our ancestors to fight for you. We will dedicate our wealth and our lives, only asking that you allow us to live here.”

“Who are you?” This time, the voice was filled with an undeniable tone.

Now Earl reached a conclusion: this child before her could truly decide their fate, and the Northlanders weren’t just casually dealing with them. She judged this from the reactions of this child and the people around after she stated her conditions. Upon hearing her conditions, this child neither looked around nervously nor fidgeted. Then, I just need to work hard to move him, Earl resolved.

“We have an excellent legacy; we are Knights. With just a little arming, we can form a Knight Order to campaign for you.”

A voice full of impatience came over. “Answer the question!”

Earl recognized this as the woman who laughed last night—Mary. By now, Mary had already subconsciously placed her hand on her weapon. Ever since approaching this place, Earl had constantly felt a faint chill. Now, through Mary’s action, she suddenly realized this was—killing intent.

Earl felt her whole body stiffen and her mouth go dry. What was happening?

No matter what, she now had to first tell her origin, everything about herself. At least this could let them live a little longer…