Chapter 400
In the vast empire, Nightfall Territory has about 7,200 acres of land, which is equivalent to the size of a city. Of course, part of the area is forest, and there are also small parts of mountains and rivers, so the arable area is not much.
In the Griffin Empire, a normal baron with real power generally has 20-200 knights (knight is a title, not cavalry), and the land controlled by the knights is equivalent to a village.
Field drew a big pie in the air: "Of course, after we finish our current work, we have to go to the fortress again, and there are still many things to finish."
At this time, in the villa of the Garcia family in the Griffin Province of the Empire.
"Rick Province has also been devastated by the rebels."
Pick up the war report and read it again, Shirley covered her head with a headache.
"Don't be sad. The rebels have been defeated. The imperial army is still very powerful." Shirley's chosen one, Valteri, brought tea and pastries to encourage Shirley. "By the way, Miss Mary Ruth is here. To be exact, she has been here for a quarter of an hour."
"It's so rude to keep her waiting for so long every time. Please invite her in." Shirley slapped her head.
"Our female general is concerned about the empire's major affairs. What's rude about that?" Mary Ruth smiled gently, holding a painting in her arms, "What happened again? I hope it's not a war."
"It's the Shadow World Sect. They almost razed Rick Province to the ground."
"Hey..." Mary Ruth fell into silence, "I hope there will be no more war and killing in the world."
"Wait, I remember that Sir Field's territory is over there? Is he okay?" Mary Ruth asked while holding the painting.
"Why do you care about him? You two haven't even met each other." Shirley was puzzled. "What can happen to him? Ye Mu led the dog and didn't go. In addition, the war report sent back said that he performed well in the war here. I heard that he killed more than ten people in the battle."
"Don't think too much. Shirley's friends are my friends. It's normal for us to have such a relationship." Mary Ruth waved her hand and smiled, "The Baron is so brave. This time, he will definitely be rewarded by Her Majesty the Queen, right?"
"It's better to be like this..." Shirley was vague.
If military exploits can be exchanged for rewards.
Who has more military exploits than her Garcia family? Their family, now placed at the bottom among the earls, has become the bottom.
Shirley didn't know why.
If Field was there, he would definitely see the clues.
The noble lords are landlords with private armies. It is their duty to fight against the rebels. If the army is exhausted, it will become a waste. No matter how big the name is, it is empty. Strength determines status.
Officials or generals are proletarians who work for the nobles and the royal family. Therefore, they pay more attention to merit. As long as they have merit, they can be promoted. Status determines strength.
If you use the thinking of an official to become a lord (warlord), you will immediately become Song Jiang, a toy of imperial power, and die after the value is squeezed out.
There is an essential difference between lords and bureaucrats.
"In these two days, I have to visit Field to understand the trend of the zombie tide."
Shirley, who couldn't figure out the reason, was too lazy to think about it, but stood up and gestured with the long sword in her hand: "My injuries are all healed, and I have rested for too long. The empire needs the power of the Garcia family!"
"Please take me with you, I want to play too!" Mary Ruth was very excited.
Shirley was speechless: "What are you going to do? And I'm not going there for fun, it's extremely dangerous there."
"The cruel purgatory, the steadfast knights, and the poignant sadness, my God, I must draw everything there." Mary Ruth turned around excitedly, "And I have to compose a legendary song."
"Oh, my lady, I'm really impressed, it's good enough if you don't get caught by the corpses and give birth to a baby." Shirley's eyelids twitched wildly, and she said perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it later, let's talk about today's arrangements."
"Let's go to Miss Lea's house, it is said that she bought a lot of holy feather birds, I want to draw them."
"The eldest daughter of the merchant family." Shirley recalled the girl with short blonde hair, "I remember her, she is very gentle, let's go visit her."
The two were as close as sisters, holding hands and going out, riding in a carriage together.
Valteri was responsible for leading the way, walking in front with a swagger.
Passing through the bustling streets, everyone came to the villa area of the capital. The rich people lived here, including imperial officials, small nobles or wealthy businessmen. Although it was not the top luxury, it was still admired by ordinary people.
"Hey? Is there an important festival today? So many people, so lively."
Mary Ruth leaned out of the carriage window excitedly, but she didn't see smiling faces or admiring eyes.
The people on the street were communicating in a very nervous whisper, with nervous expressions, and from time to time someone made a vomiting expression.
A team of people wearing blue uniformsThe patrol cavalry, led by a God-chosen, quickly headed towards the villa area.
"What's going on... It doesn't seem to be a celebration."
Mary Ruth said in a very disappointed tone.
"Put your head back, it's not safe outside, something must have happened here." Shirley patted Mary Ruth's shoulder, and suddenly felt a little uneasy in her heart, "Don't let bad things happen, the atmosphere has become more and more depressing recently."
I always feel that something big is happening, but Shirley can't tell why.
When she arrived at Mary Ruth's mansion, Shirley's uneasiness became a reality.
A large group of people surrounded Leah's mansion. Soldiers had blocked the scene. A large number of patrol members of the Imperial Security Team, with hounds, were searching around in the bushes. A strong smell of blood filled the air.
Shirley's heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly got out of the car, and Mary Ruth followed closely with a worried look on her face.
God-chosen Valteri put away his usual playful smile and sniffed the smell from time to time.
"Stop, ladies." The well-dressed security captain raised his hand to stop Shirley from coming forward. "A terrible murder has occurred here. It has been blocked. Please do not enter."
"Murder...murder!" Mary Ruth's pupils trembled, her legs could not help but tremble, and her little face turned pale instantly.
"Is the owner here okay? What happened!" Shirley was also shocked.
"I'm sorry."
The captain shook his head: "I think it's better for you ladies not to know."
"I'm Shirley, a member of the Imperial Survey Corps, the youngest daughter of the Garcia family." Shirley showed her identity card, "What happened inside, I need all the information."
"Oh, sorry, sir."
The security captain first saluted respectfully, and then reported: "The manor of merchant Bert was attacked by night owls. Bert's entire family in the manor, as well as the 23 guards and bodyguards recruited, were all killed. They died tragically."
"Night Owl Sisterhood?"
Shirley's pupils suddenly dilated.
