Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 120 Sigmund V (1)

Sigmund Miriam walked back and forth in his room in an orderly manner, putting the clothes neatly arranged on the wooden bed into sturdy wooden boxes.He deliberately slowed down his movements, and he was still reluctant to leave here. Fort Smorge was like home to him.

But he had made up his mind that he could no longer serve a monarch who had started an unjust war, even if she was the daughter of King Izdor.

"Lord Sigmund." There was a knock on the door.

"who is it?"

"It's me, Urban," replied the man outside the door.

"come in."

"The Hairy Knight" Urban Dolac, who was wearing jet-black leather high boots, opened the door and stepped into Sigmund's bedroom.He wears a full chain mail over a blue-painted steel breastplate and breeches.

"It looks like you're ready to go to battle, Lord Urban." Sigmund said pretendingly indifferent. "Congratulations on your fulfillment, you can continue to protect your queen on the battlefield."

"Oh, Monsieur Sigmund, what do you mean by that?" Urban pursed his lips, his long, tangled beard drooping down. "It's not that I didn't want to help you in front of Her Majesty the Queen that day, but the Queen's order is above all else, please forgive me."

"You don't need my forgiveness anywhere, you just fulfilled your oath." Sigmund stuffed his book collection into the clothes of the box.

"Hey, thank you, Master Sigmund." Urban said with a smile, "Are you really going to leave here?"

"There is no room for me in Smörgburg, and I have resigned from the position of steward and keeper of the seal." Sigmund admitted with a little pain.

"As long as you apologize to Her Majesty now, I think she will forgive you." Urban persuaded, "You are like her uncle. There is no unresolvable conflict between the family."

Sigmund stopped his movements, looked up at Urban, and stubbornly refused: "I have nothing to apologize for, and I will not apologize to Her Majesty the Queen for telling the truth. She broke her oath, and this War was a mistake."

"Hush! Oh, Monsieur Sigmund, you'd better not say such things." Urban was frightened by him. "You don't know how Earl Horati Gratz and other adults call you now..."

"Oh, why do you call me? A traitor? A coward?" Sigmund chuckled nonchalantly, "They all want to get more military exploits in this battle, so that Her Majesty the Queen will bestow more They're a bit territorial. I don't care what these people think of me."

"You don't care about it, but it doesn't mean that other people don't care about it." Urban said, "Now that you don't give advice beside Her Majesty the Queen, I'm afraid that other people will frame you and then take you to death."

Sigmund smiled and said, "You have been with Her Majesty the Queen and other old foxes for a long time, and your speaking skills have improved a bit. You are indeed right, Master Urban, This is also the reason why I want to leave here. I want to stay away from these right and wrong, after all, I am also old, and it is not bad to spend my old age peacefully."

"Then where are you going?" the long-haired knight asked.

"Go back to my territory," replied Sigmund. "Although I have resigned from office, I am still the lord of the village of Thorin."

Although he said so, Sigmund has never been to the territory given to him by King Izdor. It is said that it is a small village with less than 100 people. It is located on the east side of the Hall of Ashes, near the Chiliu River. .

"That kind of small place that I have never heard of can't accommodate you. Now is the time when the kingdom needs your talents. You belong here, and Smug Castle in the Hall of Ashes is your home." Urban lamented Say, "Although Her Majesty hasn't said anything, she certainly doesn't want to lose you."

"Why, you can still read minds now?" Sigmund joked, "You don't need to think about keeping me, I have made up my mind to go. Her Majesty has already made her decision, and she no longer needs My advice."

"Oh, okay." Captain Urban sighed, and lifted his saber hanging on his belt again. "We are about to set off to the east, and the army is almost assembled."

Sigmund raised his eyebrows slightly, and was not particularly surprised. He had heard this proposal before when he listened to the discussions between the vassals and the queen.Rudomir was already in Ironcrown City, and it was a reasonable decision for Lozaria and the others to attack east and then north to join the rest of the Black Army.

"So, you are going to attack the Weiqing City of the Duomanqi family?" Sigmund asked, "By the way, bring their whole family along?"

"It's true that the goal is Weiqing City, but we must first take down the Springbrook City of the Klaus family." Urban nodded, "There is one more thing to tell you, 'Fat Fish' is dead, and he Hubert and Mulvey's two sons."

Although this was expected, Sigmund's heart sank.These people were all killed by Lozaria. He was sure that the two young men had nothing to do with the Queen's grandfather's death, and they were not even born at that time.

The desire for revenge always awakens the most vicious self in people. This is a sad Vivarian tradition. When will we realize that blood feuds cannot end once they are formed?No, there is only one way to end the blood feud, and that is the complete destruction of either family of the two enemies.

So, Sigmund said "Oh" and didn't speak again.Lozaria's path is one of vengeance, but her enemies are also hungry for vengeance, a bloody cycle that can only end in tragedy.

"The Duke position of Weiqing City is inherited by Javier, and he has promised Her Majesty the Queen that he will dedicate the city to her." Urban continued to report to him.

"I'm not interested in listening any more, Mr. Urban." Sigmund continued to pack his luggage in the wooden box. He felt sad for the child who was threatened with death and made a promise. "I'm just a little lord now, an old man who just wants to be quiet."

"I see, Lord Sigmund." The long-haired knight nodded and gave him a tough, breathless bear hug. "Please take care of yourself. When the war is over, I will go to Tuolin Village to visit you."

"If it can be over," said Sigmund, breaking away from Urban's embrace.

After Urban bid him farewell, Sigmund continued to pack his luggage, and after placing the last leather-bound book in the hardwood case, which he closed and tied, he took the oak table beside him. Putting the money bag on his back into his pocket, he reluctantly left his bedroom in Smugberg.

(End of this chapter)