Dherim, the heavy rain still didn't stop. Clouds shrouded in the air, just like Jamila's own mood.

In front of him is a pile of books and documents, stacked on the desktop until his eyebrows are so high. There are also messy piles of letters. The oldest date can be traced back to two months ago. They are laid out randomly without any hierarchy, and some of them have fallen to the ground.

Those who are familiar with Jamila know that she is diligent and clean when she is not supporting the army. Any room she has handled will be as clean as it has been newly renovated. But in today's office, there is a mess of clutter, and the servants are nowhere to be seen. It is completely incomparable with the past.

Those who are familiar with Jamila know that she is diligent and clean when she is not supporting the army. Any room she has handled will be as clean as it has been newly renovated. However, in today's office, there is a mess of clutter, and the servants are nowhere to be seen. It is completely impossible to think of the past scenes.

All this has nothing to do with Byron.

Jamila was lying on the table, with no energy at all. She recalled the busy and fulfilling time in the past, and glanced at the appearance of the office now, tears in her eyes. She did her best to deal with the work of the mercenary group after Byron went out with the king, but the bad news came one after another. First came the news of Byron's disappearance, and then a lot of news that the defeated troops sent back by the king brought Fatis and them separated, and the news was very unfortunate. The Peony mercenary suddenly lost the backbone, and the main force suffered heavy losses in the battle.

After many days of searching without results, King Harous acquiesced in the death of Baron Byron, cremated his "remains" with the bodies of several other barons who died in battle, and personally went to appease his remaining troops, in appeasement. In addition, "by the way" included most of the Swadia soldiers. The remaining mercenaries and Rhodok troops returned to the south, some came to Dehrim to find Manid and Jamila to find a way to survive, and the other returned to Byron’s fief and brought back this bad news. And a "rumor": King Harous said that he could allow Eleon to accept part of Byron's fief, but the condition is that he must be loyal to the king and dismiss the troops who follow Byron.

Once Byron was gone, the situation became very complicated. For Jamila, the biggest blow was the death of a friend and leader and the serious decline in the status of the mercenary group. The Golden Hand family began to counterattack, and the nobles began to fight the mercenary group property and the remaining troops. Originally in Dehrim, it was more beautiful than the Lord's Guard, but the peony mercenaries active in all corners of Calradia were like a plump steak at this time, allowing the diners to share their food.

There are fewer and fewer commissions, and business is not going well. Manid lost all three consecutive trades, and Byron’s funds were getting less and less, but the expenditures increased. The treatment costs of the wounded and the pensions of the mercenaries who died were all weighed on Jamila’s head. A huge boulder in the country can't be thrown away.

She wanted to cry, but it didn't make sense. She wants to talk, but she has no friends around. She can only endure it all the time, hoping for miracles...Strongness is not her inherent quality, but she must use it to arm herself at this time.

"Boom, boom."

The dull knock on the door broke her thoughts. She stood up, but she felt a pain in her body. She had been lacking energy and eating very little in the past few days, so she couldn't cheer up.

She walked slowly to the door and asked softly: "Who is it?"

"Jamila, it's me, Fattis."

In the next second, the door was pulled open, and before the person in front of the door could speak, Jamila had already plunged into his arms. Different from the kind of intimacy that lovers want to see, she is completely happy and excited because of the surviving of her friend, and the joy of venting her crying in her heart.

"Thank you Heavenly Father, you are still alive, you don't know how much we miss you after Byron left us." She said excitedly.

"You must have experienced a lot of things that I can't imagine. Come in quickly and take a good rest." Jamila loosened her arm, saw the scars on Fatis' arm and face, pulled him into the room, and then immediately closed it. door.

"Thank you Heavenly Father for letting us all survive." After entering the door, Fatis was extremely excited, but his first action was still a very religious cross on his chest, expressing his love to the Supreme Father. Gratitude and respect.

"Yes, although Captain Byron has left us, God has left us to commemorate his achievements. May the gods he believes in can introduce him to their heaven." Yamila showed a bitter smile, tears from her eyes. Slipped in.

"No, Yamila, I believe that the lord is still alive, he should be somewhere in the north now!" Hearing Yamila's words, Fatis immediately shook his head and said firmly to her: "Our lord is absolutely unique. I won't die so easily!"

Jamila heard Fatis' words like a thunderbolt on her heart, and her body trembled with excitement, as if her previous prayers to the gods had worked.

"Fatis, you mean Captain Byron is still alive!?"

"I didn't come back alone." Fattis sat down, pulled off his coat and threw it aside, revealing the plate armor under him.

"When I broke the siege, I was separated from the large group. I took a group of cavalry into the Nord border and fought one of their sentries. We captured a few prisoners, and the Nords told me Before, a knight wearing a flower emblem escaped their pursuit and went deep into Norder. The horse he rode was as fast as lightning, and they couldn’t catch up. I knew it was Lord Byron. Returned to Swadia, intending to report the incident to the king, but found that the king had ordered the cremation of Lord Byron and sent a notice. The royal knights who followed the king warned me not to spread those irresponsible" Rumor" and asked me not to leave the army before the end of the war. For the king, Lord Byron is better than alive, not to mention that the Lord does not have a suitable heir. If the war is not going on, he would have divided the Lord already. The fief and property are now, and even if Lord Byron comes back, there is nothing left but a title. So I am sneaking out. Someone has to protect his territory and property when the adult is away."

"But in case Captain Byron, I mean Baron Byron is in Nord..."

"I don't think so." Fattis answered Jamila's concerns. "The Nords care very much about the prestige and glory that the war brings to them. If they catch Lord Byron in the country, the news will spread regardless of life or death, especially to let the Swadians know that their lord is in Nord. The kingdom is tortured. This is their consistent style for hundreds of years. We have not heard any news, indicating that the adults have not been arrested by them. Besides, Lord Byron understands the Norwegian language, if he is arrested, he will definitely surrender. The adults always look at life. The heaviest. Even the Nord pirates will not let go of such a large ransom."

"I believe you, Fatis, but I am really worried that the bad news did not reach us in time." Although she was delighted, Jamila did not let the joy go to her head. She very much hopes that Byron will survive, but again Full of worry.

"You must not only believe in me, but also in Lord Byron. In my opinion, he is the man of choice! He seems to have the power and luck in the story. I have never seen a unique mind like his, and I have also seen He survived the brink of life and death (in fact, Byron died and was pulled back by force), if there is a prediction that someone can unite Calradia, instead of trusting those kings, I believe in our adults. He is my benefactor, The leader I pledge allegiance to, I will never abandon him!"

Fatis' steadfastness surprised Jamila, and it was the first time he saw Fatis so passionate. Fatis was not very old, but because of his past sins, he kept condemning himself, making him look a little old. But at this moment, the spirit and energy are back on him~lightnovelpub.net~ His eyes are piercing, and his body stands upright like a mountain. Even Byron himself had not discovered how loyal his subordinates were to him.

"Yes, I believe in Captain Byron." Jamila also regained her spirit at this moment, and no longer cared about what she called Byron. "Then we have to act quickly. Manid will be back tomorrow. We have to go back to the south and go to Pegunde. I understand Elaine. He is likely to choose to be loyal to the king because of his fief and title."

"This is the purpose of my trip." After more than ten days of rushing, Fatis finally showed a smile on his face.

"I need your help, your relationship with Eleon is closer, and I need you to help me persuade him, Jamila."

"I'm very happy." Jamila pushed the debris on the table to one side as soon as he said, then took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet and poured a glass for each of them. After all, this is a day worth celebrating, two' The'dead' suddenly returned to the world, how delightful it is.

"Respect Feng Byron!"

They toasted together to salute.

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