The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 659 - 20: The Witch (Part 2)

The chase that took place at the settlement on the day the caravan arrived in Kapu had already ceased to be a topic of discussion by the second evening.

Probably only the soldiers who pursued the two missing individuals still cared about this matter, continuing their search for Matthew and George.

As for others, including Kapu locals and the incoming merchants, they were more concerned with the change of the castle’s banner. Everyone understood what that meant.

"A black banner, does this mean Kapu has been taken over by the Demon Envoy?"

"Oh my... Demon Envoy? Such things have happened elsewhere before, but I didn’t expect it to be our turn this time..."

"What are we supposed to do about it?"

"You don’t need to do anything. The Demon Envoy won’t interfere with your lives, just continue with whatever you were doing." A soldier on horseback shouted at those stopping to discuss by the roadside.

Soon, the crowd dispersed. However, the discussions continued after the cavalry left.

"The Demon Envoy doesn’t interfere with our lives, but would the White City not intervene either? War is coming soon..."

"So what should we do?"

"Lock the doors and windows, and stock up on goods."

"Maybe we should stock up more this time," said a merchant involved in the discussion. "If war breaks out in Kapu, all the specialties of Kapu will soon rise in price. We should take this opportunity to transport more out."

Indeed, the focus quickly shifted to business.

"Can we still transport goods out? This place is already under the control of the Demon Envoy. The soldiers have all sided with the Demon Envoy. Although I didn’t like the previous lord, he was definitely better than the Demon Envoy. At least we knew what misdeeds he would commit."

"Didn’t you hear them say they wouldn’t interfere with our lives? Our life is doing business. This might be an opportunity to get rich!"

As a result, local merchants selling specialties had more prosperous business than usual, with virtually all goods sold out.

Hiding in a corner and watching them from afar, Matthew spat resentfully: "Kapu has been taken over by the Demon Envoy, and they’re still thinking about doing business? These guys, even as a rogue, I look down on them!"

"So you admit you’re a rogue?" George looked at him with an expressionless face.

"I am a straightforward person, openly admitting that I’m a rogue, is there a problem?" Matthew tilted his head up, looking as if "I’m proud to be a rogue": "A rogue is still better than these guys."

Taking a deep breath, George said softly, "The turmoil has lasted for years, and now everyone is becoming numb. Perhaps soon, in their eyes, the White Bone Holy Light Court and Heaven, or Hell, are no different. In times of war, they won’t have any concept of good or evil, after all, they are just ordinary people. Of course, I believe that if they had even a bit of strength, humans would still want to stand on the side of the White Bone Holy Light Court, but if conditions are harsh, forget about it. They will make deals with demons without hesitation. Whoever wins, they will support."

"Haha, so why are we risking our lives, for what purpose?"

George turned his face slightly to look at Matthew and casually replied, "For honor."

After saying this, he turned around and walked away.

Matthew rubbed his nose, took a deep breath, feeling somewhat helpless.

...

"So... the previous lord was indeed a bastard?"

"Even though he paid me my salary for more than ten years, I have to admit, he truly was a bastard. Many people hated him. No, that’s wrong, it’s more accurate to say almost everyone in the domain despised him. So you see, no one would feel sympathy for his death except for his relatives. However, his relatives should all have been killed alongside him, leaving none remaining."

"A girl imprisoned in a jail, selling her soul to a demon, and then going out to kill the lord in return..."

"Yes, that’s roughly how it is. Actually, there was a time before the snow when a riot was about to happen. That guy raised taxes under the pretense of supporting the northern wars, and many were already discussing how to unite and overthrow him. They just lacked a truly courageous person to stand out. No one expected a demon to be the one."

Erwin leaned against the wall awkwardly, quietly chatting with the former prison guard who was confined on the other side of the wall.

Sunlight fell on his thigh, revealing alarming whip marks.

"So, the White Bone Holy Light Court is not welcomed here, is that right?"

"The White Bone Holy Light Court? Why did it suddenly come to this?"

"Isn’t it? The lord collected taxes in the name of the White Bone Holy Light Court. Moreover, he was loyal to Miss Yilin, and Miss Yilin was on the side of the White Bone Holy Light Court."

"Haha... If you want to say it’s not welcomed, that’s also right. However, the White Bone Holy Light Court has nothing to do with us initially. They are too distant; they’ve never even sent anyone here. Maybe you are the first. Who would care about an... organization that has nothing to do with them? Be it demons, angels, or the White Bone Holy Light Court, people just don’t want to pay more tax. Of course, if I had to choose now, I definitely still think the original lord was better. At least he wouldn’t have locked me up here. If you ask Dovna what she would choose, she would definitely prefer the demon. Because the demon can get her out of here."

For some reason, listening to this, Erwin felt an indescribable unease.

This is a place that doesn’t speak of faith. Yet, it’s hard to argue against what the prison guard said. If following the White Bone Holy Light Court leads one’s self to the abyss, then why worship the White Bone Holy Light Court?

Away from the broader perspective, everything is just this realistic for the individual. This is true for the prison guard, true for Dovna, and true for his former partners who rejected joining the Silver Moon Knight Fifth

Squad. If the larger vision cannot accommodate the individual, or say the majority of individuals, then the so-called larger vision cannot accommodate itself. Just like what is happening here. When reality presents itself, people don’t mind joining hands with darkness.

This is a mess.

After a brief silence, the prison guard suddenly asked, "If in a while, your people come and retake Kapu, would you send another guy like the previous lord to rule here?"

"I don’t know." Erwin shook his head and replied, "If it were up to me, definitely not. But it’s not my decision to make. My task is just to find out what happened here."

"You already found out."

"Yes, but I can’t go back."

"Will someone come to rescue you?"

"Maybe, it’s possible."

"When they rescue you, can they save me too?"

"If it’s convenient, of course."

"Thank you."

"No thanks needed."

Turning his face, Erwin quietly looked out the window.

From this window, the only one in the semi-basement cell, he could see the azure sky outside. Of course, he could also see the constant stream of feet going back and forth, most of them wearing metal greaves, indicating that most were soldiers.

...

"Didn’t you say you could find them in three days?"

"Yes, we will do our best... There’s still a day left, we will definitely give it our all."

"Who told you there’s still a day left? Why do I feel like three days have already passed?"

"Three days... No, didn’t you give me the order the day before yesterday? Only forty-eight hours have passed since then."

"But their escape was the night before last, so of course, it’s been three days, hasn’t it?"

Sean suddenly panicked, stammering and not knowing what to say.

Dovna just stared at him, her eyes wide open, staring until Sean had to kneel on one knee. Bowing his head, he said, "Yes... my mistake. Please give me another chance, Milord..."

"So many people, and you can’t find two. Yet when you caught me, it was very quick."

"It wasn’t under my orders..."

"But it was your people who caught me." Waving her hand, Dovna continued, "Never mind, I won’t argue with you. Quickly find those two for me. I’ll give you one more day. If you can’t find them, I’ll use you to replace them!"

Sean stammered, "One day might..."

"I said one day—!" Dovna suddenly screamed. The sound startled the pigeons outside the castle, making them fly up.

Sweat dripped down, gritting his teeth, Sean could only loudly agree, "Yes! Your subordinate will immediately find those two!"

Afterward, he hurriedly left.

Only Dovna was left in the hall.

She sat alone on the lord’s throne made of giant wood. Lost in thought as she gazed at the relief on the front door.

...

At night, large groups of soldiers flooded into one settlement after another, driving everyone in the settlements to the central square. Then, holding torches, they checked faces one by one, comparing them to portraits. They took away anyone who looked even slightly similar.

Meanwhile, boxes and bedding were probed with long spears, almost every potential hiding place was searched.

The whole of Kapu was in turmoil.

Hidden in the bushes on the outskirts of the settlement, George and Matthew watched cautiously.

"Oh my. We must leave here, but how? The original route is definitely not an option, it’s sealed tight."

"Maybe we shouldn’t take any roads, I mean, not even any paths, just go over the mountains, through places no one has passed. As long as we keep moving, we’ll eventually get out."

"Young master, have you ever lived in the wild? We have nothing, we could die in the mountains at any time."

"Then what do you suggest?"

"Hmm... never mind, we can only go with your plan. Entering the mountains might mean death, but if we don’t, we’ll soon be caught, and forget about rescuing Erwin. We must leave here first."

Turning around, Matthew and George stealthily headed towards the deep mountains under the cover of night.

...

Under the night sky, a figure quietly slipped through the prison gate. Led by a guard, he made his way to Erwin’s cell.

Kneeling down in front of Erwin, the visitor removed his felt hat, revealing a square face.

It was Sean.

He stared intently at Erwin, and said in a low voice, "I want to talk to you."