Chapter 187: The Arrival of the Goths

In Tier Town, inside the Baron’s Mansion.

Baron Tier, Lily Tier, Guard Captain Allenor, and Ikes, who had gone to notify Dean, including Dean himself, five people were taking turns reading the letter from Marquis Vauban—

My Knight Vallet:

A treasure of great significance to Prince Fendel was stolen by an escaped prisoner, and moreover, no fewer than five guards were killed.

It is reported that the thief has infiltrated into Vauban County, and Prince Fendel’s envoy has requested assistance in the search from His Majesty the King.

His Majesty has sent me a written order, granting Prince Fendel’s request.

Hereby, I hope my Knights can help the Goth Knights capture these hated fugitives.

County King: Idris Vauban

1501.12.10

On the brief parchment letter, these contents were clearly written.

And on the parchment below, there was a clear portrait: a middle-aged man, with a scar at the corner of his eye being particularly conspicuous.

After examining it carefully, Dean handed the letter back to Baron Tier.

“Dean, if that thief really appears in the Tier Territory, I will need to rely on you afterwards!”

Baron Tier took the letter and said to Dean.

“Of course!”

Dean nodded as a matter of course.

It was well known that the current Tier Territory had two people of Knight-rank, one was Allenor, and the other was Dean himself.

And as the Guard Captain of Baron Tier, Allenor obviously needed to be responsible for Baron Tier’s safety and could not leave Baron Tier, so naturally, only Dean, the other Knight-rank, remained.

In fact, for Dean, he was happy to deal with the Goths ‘alone’.

Because, he knew very well what these Goths had come for.

What fugitive, what theft.

It was just an excuse to get close to the ‘Conqueror King’s Treasure’!

The last time Momon’s entire army was wiped out, Fendel, who had received no news, obviously would not give up so easily; sending the next wave of personnel was also within Dean’s expectations.

However, the other party’s urgency was somewhat beyond Dean’s expectations.

Originally, according to Dean’s speculation, the other party would send personnel again around the Midwinter Festival; after all, searching, excavating, and transporting was a quite complicated process, taking four to six weeks was normal.

And the fact that the other party sent the next wave of personnel three weeks before the Midwinter Festival showed that they were worried about the ‘Conqueror King’s Treasure’ and determined to get it.

“Since you have sent your subordinates again, then… I will cut off these wings of yours again!”

Dean thought silently in his heart.

Undoubtedly, those able to participate in Fendel’s excavation of the ‘Conqueror King’s Treasure’ were obviously true confidants, and cultivating such confidants was obviously not easy.

Losing one such confidant was a weakening of Fendel’s power.

Dean was absolutely delighted to weaken the enemy.

The brief meeting ended.

Baron Tier thanked Dean for the gift he sent last time, and Ikes, standing by, also expressed his thanks, then the two left separately.

Looking at the young lady of the Baron Tier Family sitting there with no intention of getting up, Dean performed a Knight’s Salute and prepared to leave—for this young lady of the Baron Tier Family, Dean had decided on a strategy of ‘avoiding contact if possible’; although it seemed a bit excessive, it was better than things being ‘hard to clean up later’, right?

“You don’t even want to say a word to me?”

The young lady of the Baron Tier Family still sat there, but her words carried a trace of sadness.

“With such an incident happening, I need to make some arrangements; after all, the visitors are Goths, and I don’t want them to look down on the whole Emerald because of my negligence!”

Dean answered righteously.

“Then what about afterwards?”

The young lady of the Baron Tier Family asked.

“What afterwards?”

Dean pretended to be confused.

“After this matter is completed? What will you do? Training, preparing the Knight Order, recruiting guards… apart from these, do you have no other thoughts?”

The young lady of the Baron Tier Family once again displayed her sharp words, rejecting every excuse Dean might make one by one.

“I will restore the glory of my Ancestor, and then return to the land where my Ancestor rose to power, and branch out there… after all, my lover has waited for me long enough!”

Dean gritted his teeth slightly, speaking even more bluntly.

“Your lover? Can you tell me who she is?”

The young lady of the Baron Tier Family obviously was not giving up, asking with a tone that probed to the bottom of the matter.

“Lainey, Lainey Javier!”

Dean answered very seriously.

“Lainey Javier…”

The young lady of the Baron Tier Family murmured in a low voice; the name Dean blurted out obviously shattered her fantasy that ‘that guy was just making excuses’.

That kind of certainty and the tenderness in his eyes proved that Dean indeed had such a lover.

Dean looked at the young lady of the Baron Tier Family whose expression was a bit dazed, and quietly, slowly withdrew from the room.

Then, he performed a Knight’s Salute again towards Baron Tier and Ikes standing not far from the room, turned around, and left the Baron’s Mansion.

As for Baron Tier and Ikes’s flushed cheeks clearly caused by sudden intense exercise, Dean turned a blind eye to them.

After all, that was just a father worrying about his daughter.

What was there for him to pursue?

Watching Dean’s departing figure, Baron Tier could not help but sigh, and turning his head to look at his daughter who looked lost in the room, the sigh became even heavier.

“Ikes, do you have any solution?”

Baron Tier, encountering a difficult problem, almost subconsciously asked his Aide.

“Lord Baron, even the greatest Sage is afraid is afraid can’t solve such a thing!”

Suddenly, Ikes, who had been appearing confident, gave a bitter smile.

Yes, if matters of the heart were easy to solve, they wouldn’t make people feel sad!

Baron Tier looked at his bitter-smiling Aide, thought about his own past experiences, and sighed again.

“Lord Baron, although Miss Lily is a strong Lady, at this time, if you were by her side…”

Ikes reminded Baron Tier.

“Mn!”

Baron Tier nodded, stepped into the room, while Ikes stood still in his original place.

As an Aide, Ikes obviously knew what he should do at this moment.

A moment later, a sound of crying came from the room.

Ikes stood in place, shook his head slightly, walked a distance to the side, and did not stop until the sound of crying could no longer be heard.

…

Dean returned to the Knight Order, explained the information obtained in the Baron’s Mansion in detail to his deputy, and then ordered his two Captains to halve the training and be ready to ‘assist’ the Goths at any time.

“The fugitive killed the guards and stole a treasure, running to the Emerald… tut tut, this Prince Fendel has really lost face this time!”

Huck sat in a chair to the side, gloating.

“Yes, I think he must be having a hard time!”

Dean nodded, seemingly agreeing with his deputy’s words, but in his heart, he became even more alert—

“It seems like a huge ‘scandal’ broke out, making him lose face, but it dispelled people’s suspicions… at this time, Fendel can never be underestimated!”

Dean thought about Fendel before becoming the Goth King and Fendel afterwards; the contrast in that power gap was simply incredible to him.

The former was absolutely a formidable hero, while the latter gradually moved towards being a good-for-nothing.

“Is it the erosion of power?”

Dean thought silently.

Just as Dean was continuing to converse with his deputy—

“Regiment Commander, Regiment Commander!”

The young Captain Theron’s voice rang out, instantly attracting the attention of Dean and Huck.

“The guards of Tier Town found that guy!”

Theron reported loudly.

“Is it that guy?”

Huck asked in some disbelief.

“Yes, it’s that guy… however, the guards didn’t stop that fellow; after injuring a few people, he ran into the Snowplains Dense Forest!”

Theron nodded, simply reporting.

“Get your men, and come with me!”

Dean finished speaking directly, walked out of the room, mounted his horse, and with the two young Captains and his deputy, rushed towards Tier Town.

The area near the entrance of Tier Town had been completely surrounded by the Baron’s Guards and patrolling soldiers.

Not only was Ikes there, but Baron Tier and the other party’s Guard Captain were also there.

“Dean!”

Seeing Dean arrive, Baron Tier waved his arm.

“How is it, Lord Baron?”

Dean asked for more detailed information while scanning the ground where bloodstains still remained.

“There were two of them; besides the one in the portrait, there was another accomplice. After being discovered, they injured our soldiers and ran towards the Snowplains Dense Forest!”

Baron Tier said everything he knew.

“Two people? What are the characteristics of the other one? Is he a local?”

Dean was stunned and asked subconsciously.

“He should be a local, a guide found by that fellow, but this guide is probably a desperado; the soldiers haven’t seen this fellow in Tier Town, yet he colluded with the Goth fugitive!”

At the end, Baron Tier, who hated thieves to begin with, immediately gnashed his teeth.

“I have sent a carrier pigeon to Marquis Vauban, the Goths should arrive tomorrow; before that, Dean, I leave it to you!”

Baron Tier added.

“Mn!”

Dean nodded, then asked his subordinates to question some of the parties involved, especially about the direction the fugitive left—although Dean didn’t think it would be useful, as an ‘assistant’, it was obviously necessary.

And just as Dean guessed, the questioning and investigation by the young men, and the subsequent search, were of no use at all.

From the afternoon until the evening, they didn’t find even a hair of that fugitive.

Just as these young men were reporting to Dean, outside Tier Town, a series of hoofbeats rang out.

Under the Moonlight, the Armor under the fur cloaks radiated a distinct cold glint, making people clearly see the pattern of the dragon and lion on the chest.

Goth Knights!

Everyone who recognized that pattern was startled.