Chapter 576 Secret Letter

After the "Pathfinder" engineering team entered the Black Forest, the messengers representing the Ansu royal family and the eastern border finally arrived at Cecil City.

On the dock plaza of the Baishui River, the newly built inland river express passenger ship "Wavebreaker" was steadily approaching the trestle under the guidance of the tractor beam. After the springboard extended from the ship's side to the solid and stable concrete bridge deck, Kern Rollen was the first to walk down.

He glanced back and saw that the fast-moving behemoth in the water, which was mixed with steel and wood, driven by some kind of magic mechanism, had gone silent at this moment, and the flag representing the Cecil family was fluttering in the wind above the bow. And half of the messengers who followed him and got off the boat were swaying.

Frankly speaking, this strange ship called the "Magic Mechanical Ship" sailed very smoothly, but obviously many people were still seasick. Looking at the wobbly gentlemen, Cohen knew that they were short. I'm afraid I won't be able to use the eloquence that I'm proud of to compete with the Cecil people again.

He didn't know if this was the intentional arrangement of the Duke of the South.

On the pier, Gawain still chose to personally meet these messengers from the north, representing the royal family and the eastern border.

He led a group of government officials to stand at the end of the guard of honor and the red carpet, watching the deputy head of the Royal Knights with the surname "Roren" approaching him, with a faint smile on his face.

"Salute to you, the great guardian of the South, the founder of the kingdom," Korn Lauren put one hand on his chest in front of Gawain and bowed slightly, "I came to you on the orders of the blood of Moren, and the kingdom needs your strength. "

Gawain nodded. The deputy head of the Knights, who had the same name as a young mage researcher in the territory, spoke tactfully and cautiously. He used the name of "Moen's bloodline" instead of the word "royal family". At the same time, it refers to the two "Princes of Moen" in the capital and the east.

It is probably because of this tact and prudence that he can become the "leader" of this special team of messengers.

This special team of messengers nominally represents the "Ansu Royal Family", but in fact only half of them are from Saint Sunil, and the other half are representatives of the Eastern Territory. They do not necessarily undertake any specific tasks in the team. Positions, however, symbolize their respective camps. The formation of such a nondescript "mixed mission" should be one of the conditions for the temporary truce between the royal family and the Eastern Territory, but such a mixed mission could not assume the responsibility of a real messenger.

Keen Lauren, a blood member of the Lauren family in the East, but for the stability of the family, he gave up his inheritance rights in the family many years ago and became a royal nobleman. This special "royal nobleman" should have been in the past for a while It's embarrassing to live, but now the kingdom's civil war is suspended,

Both sides of the war need a qualified person to represent them on the southern border, and the royal family will be able to use it again.

Gawain didn't say anything about it, just followed the topic: "I have received a letter from the elf messenger, and it is my duty to pay for this country."

After a polite remark, he glanced up and down at Korn Rollan: "Mr. Deputy Head, this should be the second time we have met."

"Yes, the last time was two years ago, I served as the bodyguard of Her Royal Highness Veronica," Korn Lauren nodded and looked at the bustling scene around the dock square with admiration, "I must admit that the The change is so amazing that even if I saw it with my own eyes, I wouldn't recognize it."

It seems that every person who has been to the southern border will express the same emotion after visiting here again, and Gawain is used to this. After a few brief greetings, he still took these messengers to the Autumn Palace specially for receiving guests as usual, and after that, it was a routine reception banquet.

The banquet was not grand, and some of the envoys who were still seasick obviously did not have much appetite to enjoy the delicious food and wine at the banquet. The banquet was over, and the members of the embassy whose greatest role was to serve as the "camp background board" were taken to rest by the waiters, while Cohen Laurent, who was on a mission, asked to meet with Gawain alone as soon as the banquet ended.

In the lounge next to the Autumn Palace Ballroom, Cohen sat on the dark red leather sofa, and Gawain sat opposite him.

Amber, who acted as the "surface guard", was standing behind Gawain's chair with a solemn expression.

After a few polite conversations, Cohen talked about the business: "Lord Duke, the materials specified by the elves have been more than half prepared and will arrive in the south in the near future, including the consumption of the engineering team itself and the first batch of magic materials. I wonder how your preparations are going here?"

Gawain smiled: "While you are busy discussing who to send, my people are ready to build a road across the Black Forest."

"...So far, we are willing to admit the short-sightedness and prejudice of the nobles of the capital. Your vigilance against the wasteland is correct," Cohen heard the irony in Gawain's words, but he accepted them calmly, " We know that the kingdom is now encountering some problems, the problems are very big, and you may even be disappointed, but please believe that most nobles are expecting the situation to develop in a good direction."

Gawain looked at Korn Lauren quietly for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Who do you represent? Is it Silver Castle? Or the Eastern Territory?"

Cohen Laurent met Gawain's gaze: "...I only represent everyone who wants Ansu to be peaceful and prosperous."

"It's empty talk."

After a brief silence, Korn Lauren suddenly said, "Lord Duke, I have some private words to say, please screen others."

Gawain's face was calm, but Amber standing behind couldn't help but speak: "Hey, your request is a bit too much, but here is..."

"It's okay," Gawain raised his hand and interrupted Amber's words, "I'm curious about what the deputy head of the Knights wants to say."

Amber pouted, waved to the waiters and guards nearby, and then left the lounge with everyone.

Then after two seconds, he disappeared and walked back, standing next to Gawain and grimacing at Gawain.

Gawain ignored the half-elf's actions, and Korn Lauren, who was sitting opposite, couldn't see Amber in the invisible state. A letter sealed with a magic sigil.

"Please forgive me for hiding a little something that I don't have any private words. I'm here to forward a letter to you."

"Letter?" Gawain was a little surprised this time. He picked up the letter curiously, guessing who wrote him a secret letter, and this secret letter was obviously kept secret from the entire messenger group. Before this moment, I am afraid that only Korn Lauren himself knew of its existence, "The mark of the royal family..."

On the seal of the letter, the sword and shield emblem of the Ansu royal family was printed.

Gawain cast a questioning glance at Korn Laurent, who bowed slightly: "The people on the throne of Silver Castle say hello to you."

On the throne of Silver Castle, sitting at the moment is the nominal crown prince of Ansu, Welsh Moen.

That's kind of interesting.

Gao Wen restrained his unexpected emotions, waved his hand to remove the talisman on the envelope, and took out three neatly folded pieces of letter paper. I won't peek.

"Salute to you, the founder of the kingdom, I will talk to you as the heir of the blood of Morn. This should also be the first conversation between us. Unfortunately, it is separated by a letter and half of the kingdom. I can only choose simple and straightforward language as much as possible, in order to let you understand my attitude and my true intentions as much as possible.

"I am aware of the existence of the Mithril Pledge Board.

"I know your inheritance qualifications."

The beginning of this letter had already surprised Gao Wen.

He concealed the surprise in his heart with a calm face, and looked up at Korn Lauren, who was sitting opposite, but the other party's face was expressionless, and he had no way of determining whether the deputy head of the regiment knew the contents of the secret letter.

Gao Wen calmed down, lowered his head and continued to read the rest of the letter.

After this, Welsh Moen did not continue to discuss the special "emergency succession qualifications" of the first-generation Grand Dukes such as Gawain, but instead talked about the aristocratic situation within the kingdom, the intricate relationship between the royal capital and the nobles, and the various enfeoffed territories. Clamping, watching, balancing and friction between each other.

In the three pages of letter paper, Wales used two pages to talk about these things, and in this only two pages, he almost stated the characteristics of all the real nobles in the contemporary Ansu Kingdom, and even explained the general characteristics of these real nobles. pedigree.

Even the best heraldic masters, the most knowledgeable aristocratic historians, and the most senior court advisors would be hard-pressed to fully understand these extremely complicated things, let alone sum up a system from them. To condense it on two pages of letter paper requires not only extraordinary wisdom, but also long-term research and observation, as well as a special talent for grabbing and combining key information from massive amounts of information.

Gawain took a light breath, Welsh Moen couldn't be a mediocre royal family as rumored.

He saw the end of the letter.

"...Duke Cecil, you should have realized that the kingdom you and your comrades built seven hundred years ago has gone through a long period of changes, just like the beautiful and luxurious buildings built on the bare fields. In the city, the simple, simple and upright pioneers of the past have evolved into such a large and complex group from their bloodline...

"It is like this silver castle, huge and gorgeous, but under the dome there are countless dark secret passages and dirty corners, and it is like a long tangled thread, and I want to split even a straight line from it. The lines are all the more difficult.

"My brother, you know who I'm referring to. He saw this early on, and he tried to untie it in his own way, or destroy this thread, and sweep away the filth accumulated in this kingdom for seven hundred years. , for this, he did not hesitate to take risks.

"Unfortunately, he, like me, is part of the line.

"Fortunately, you are outside the online group.

"Welsh Moen, descendant of Charlie Moen, once again salutes you."

Gawain looked at every letter on the letter word by word, and at the end of the letter, he saw a line of words written in a special font:

"Burn after reading"

As his eyes swept across the letters, the three pages of stationery immediately burst into flames.

Gawain quietly watched the letters burn to ashes, and the ashes were completely decomposed into basic elements by the arcane flames that lit up next, and even the best mystic could not restore them, and then he looked at Korn Lauren. : "Your allegiance to Welsh Moen."

"His Royal Highness has left Silver Castle for 20 years, but there are still a small number of royal nobles loyal to him."

"Do you know what he said in the letter?"

"I don't know, it's not the knight's job to snoop on the master's letters."

Gawain quietly watched the deputy head of the Knights for a while, then withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "You can return to your life after you go back, just say I know."

Kern Lauren stood up and bowed with the most standard knightly salute: "Yes."