The Wizard World: 002 Organize
After lying on the bed for a while, Song Ye rolled over and got out of bed.
Out of the wall of the courtyard outside the bedroom, there was a faint shout. Someone seems to be calling the crowd. Very lively.
Song Ye knows that his father is currently leading the guards to arrest and hunt exiles in the territory.
A team of exiles who didn't know where they came from has been robbing and killing more than a dozen households in the past few days, making the entire territory heartbroken.
The Knights of Otis was ordered to scatter around with his guard.
Push open the bedroom door. Outside is a small gray yard with a small pond. It looked a little barren, with green weeds cluttering east and west.
The two players standing outside are talking by the pond and see Song Ye coming out. Quickly came over to salute respectfully.
These are two members of the Baron Guards. They are five big, three thick, and tall men.
"Master Angele, are you awake?" A bearded member snorted and gasped. He was wearing a heavy yellow full-body leather armor with a huge axe on his back. Gives a very powerful feeling.
The other person is thin and only wears half-length leather armor, but his eyes are calm and he looks very flexible. He has a cross sword hanging around his waist.
Song Ye's gaze swept across the cross sword body, and he saw dark red blood on it. Could not help but narrow his eyes.
"Did Uncle Otis let you come over?" Song Ye asked.
"Yes, after we return you to the castle, we have to rush back to the guard immediately. The time may be tight, so let's go first." The thinner man said in a low voice.
Song Ye nodded.
"It looks like there's information about those gangsters?"
The skinny man nodded.
"I found their temporary stronghold this morning, and the captain has led his brothers around them."
"Well then, I'll change clothes first."
Song Ye returned to the house to change his pajamas, and came out with the two to leave this temporary rest spot.
This place is just a place to stay when their families come to town to play, which is not a good condition, and is naturally not suitable for healing.
Out of the apartment. Outside is a street where people come and go. Everyone was wearing grey burlap clothes, and the whole street looked dirty.
Some vendors yelled loudly on the street. There are stalls selling fruits, wooden toys, and vegetables. Some women carry baskets back and forth between stalls.
Song Ye walked out of the gate of the courtyard of his residence, and suddenly found himself different from those around him.
Unlike everyone on the street, he is not wearing gray clothes. It's black. But then he knew.
In this world, except for the aristocracy, all civilians can only wear gray, and colored clothes can only be worn by the nobles. That is privilege. If someone dares to violate, it is likely to be directly executed. The nature is very serious. And even aristocratic, there are some colors that can only be used by classification.
The three talk casually as they walk. Song Ye noticed that when the pedestrians around him saw themselves, they would bow down respectfully and salute, with an expression of awe on their faces. It made him feel like a lion walking in the flock.
"What's wrong? Isn't Master Anglia a little accustomed?" The thinner man laughed.
After a conversation, Song Ye also knew the names of the two. The thinner man was called Carter. He was originally an adventurer who lived in the vicinity, but was later recruited into the guard. It was considered good luck. We must know that adventurers are simply synonymous with vagrants in real life. Status is low. Entering the guard is equivalent to the public security bureau on the planet. Not only is the status greatly increased, but also a series of benefits ...
The strong one is called Miro, a resident of Baron Leo, a native. Can be regarded as talented and powerful.
Until Song Ye answered, Carter smiled to himself: "Also, Candia is much bigger than here." He picked up one from a tomato stand on the side of the road, fiercely. Take a sip, regardless of the ugly face of the stall owner.
Song Ye frowned slightly and didn't speak.
It can be seen that from this movement of taking things without giving money, the family's guard is estimated to be notorious and arrogant in the territory.
But he was not the same before.
The three chatted casually, and quickly went out of the town along the street. Outside the fence, a black carriage was waiting at the side of the road. The groom saw the three men coming over, and quickly got out of the car and waited.
The trio got on the carriage, and Carter drove directly towards the road.
It took more than twenty minutes to reach the destination along the road. Is the base camp of the Rio family-Kyle Castle.
Get out of the carriage carefully, Song Ye looked up at the castle in front.
Between a green forest, a building like the manor of the past lives before him.
A moat has been dug around the entire Kyle castle. It is better to say that it is a small city surrounded by high walls.
The gray bunker looks completely less formal than the castle that Song Ye imagined. It is at most the height of a five-story small building. In front of the gate that the moat has lowered, guarding two guards with iron swords, they are looking at this side in doubt.
The sunset in the afternoon stained the whole bunker in red. An unknown floral fragrance did not know where it came from.
Song Ye took a deep breath, and it was almost approaching the evening, and the temperature was a little cooler.
"Is Old Walde in?" he whispered.
The character of the card on one side said, "Here, now that we have arrived, let's go back first."
Song Ye nodded. Watching them turn around and drove back in the carriage. It soon disappeared on the road. Then he lifted his feet and walked towards the bunker.
A gray-haired old man, dressed in a black robe, was welcoming from the mound, with a few guards behind him.
"Old Walter, I'm back." Song Ye cried. Speed up.
Huade is the steward of Baron Kyle who is responsible for managing the general affairs of the territory. He has been with the Leo family for decades. It is said that even his father Baron Kyle grew up watching him.
"I told the Baron long ago that I would let the Lord Otis teach the young master, but the baron just didn't listen. Now the young master is injured. If I listened to me earlier ..." As the thin old man approached, he began to think about it.
Song Ye had a habitual smile on his face, and walked into the bunker with a group of people.
After Huade complained for a while, he stopped talking suddenly.
"Yes, Master, don't go back this time, just study with Master Otis."
"What does this mean, Father?"
"Yes. The situation has been very unstable recently, and we are not assured that you live alone outside. Moreover, this time you have suffered so much, even Lord Viscount Candia, you must give us an account." There was a fierceness in the Chinese language.
"I don't care." Song Ye nodded.
The two and the maids entered the bunker hall together.
Two young girls in white dresses are waiting to meet there. Seeing Huade bring Song Ye in, the two girls carefully saluted Song Yeti's skirt.
"Brother Angelo."
"Xilie and Maggie." Song Ye's memory quickly reminded them of who they were.
One is Angele's half-sister, Celia, and Maggie, the daughter of a poor relative of the Leo family, who has fallen away. Both were younger than Angele, so they called him brother.
Due to the high status of Angele in the family, children like them are very careful about him.
After all, there are still many people like them in the castle. And it is not valued by the baron. Celia is in a better position. She can get a certain share of monthly expenses, and can have someone to help her with housework and the like. Same status as the waitress.
And Maggie is much lower. In the castle, her parents still need to work for the baron in order to get a certain salary to support their livelihood, which is equivalent to a slightly higher status domestic servant. There are many relatives who flee like theirs in the castle. Not worth mentioning at all.
"I haven't seen you for a long time." Song Ye smiled. Before that, he had a good relationship with the two, because the two are considered good looks and figures in the castle, so he took good care of them when they occasionally met Sister. This made the two think they had found a backing, and naturally they were happy to get close to Angele.
"I heard that you were injured. We are here to wait. Don't you know you are better?" Maggie said on her own initiative. Her voice was very immature, but the 13-year-old girl had grown quite mature. The body is uneven, with some charming faces, a slender waist and a tall chest, so that Song Ye's eyes can't help but stay on her for a while.
Maggie also seems to feel Song Ye's eyesight, her face is slightly blushed, but she took the initiative to stand up and let Song Ye glance. There was an inattentive look on his face.
In contrast, Celia is a bit too shy, and she is far less developed than Maggie. She is more like a young deer, timidly watching Anglie with her hands on the lower abdomen. Stird together, a little restless look. Compared with Maggie, she is another pure beauty.
Song Ye returned to the castle, and naturally it was impossible for them to meet them. It is estimated that both of them have some plans, knowing that they came out and waited for themselves in order to show that they were closer to Song Ye in the eyes of the people around them. Relationship, of course, this may also be the guidance of the parents behind them.
Song Ye nodded.
"It's much better, the two sisters don't have to worry." He chatted casually with the two girls.
Hua De, who was standing on the side, also quietly left to deal with other affairs.
Song Ye, led by the two girls, went into the inner hall. After receiving the respectful greetings from most of the castle there, this was the time for a complete rest.
Go back to his own bedroom.
Song Ye was relieved.
Apart from the bed in the bedroom, there is a writing desk with a goose-yellow sheepskin roll on it. A feather pen is placed at one side of the ink bottle. The mountain-shaped candle holder flashes a pale yellow light. At the same time, it exudes a faint smell of wax oil.
Song Ye opened the desk chair and sat down. Glancing at the sheepskin.
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