Chapter 261 - 138. A Small Clue (1/2)
Chapter 261: 138 A S Wanderer
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The leader of the dwarves, Belrog, dearly wanted to deliver his e and joined the Ronia supply corps He even jue driver’s seat and drove the vehicle hiaze landed on the outer walls of the castle in the far-off distance
“So, that’s Ronia, is it!”
Belrog broke out in a wide grin before taking a glance behind hile white-coloured shi+eld wrapped in fabric, currently secured within the wagon
‘That’s the gift Iof handing over that shi+eld to the I its perforates opened up and the dozen-plus carriages delivering the supplies proceeded to enter the city
Belrog, sitting on the driver’s seat, made a surprised face at what he saw next
The City of Convicts, the Haven for the Undead, the Sacrificial Castle, etc…
Several different labels were often used to describe this fiefdoative labels indicated, this whole city seeers froates, while the avenues were filled with various stalls Several people, hard to tell whether they were convicts or regular soldiers, were busy dashi+ng around, as well
When Belrog reached the city’s plaza, he got to witness yet another surprising spectacle
“All troops, get in formation!”
“Sir!!!!”
What he saas a battalion of soldiers at least five thousand strong gathering in the plaza Excluding the regular forces athered here
They didn’t le mistake or a misstep in their movements
These convicts, filled withtall, like some sturdy, unshakeable statues
A man walked up and stood on a podium in front of them He was none other than the feudal lord of this place, Count Jenald Ripang
He began his speech
He s about the Saint and Saintess before puht afterwards
Their fighting spirit was positively overflowing
“Are they really convicts?” Belrog’s jaw dropped at the sheer shock of it all
Forget about calling them ‘convict soldiers’, they came across more like proper enlisted combatants of the Theocratic E?”
As he stood there stewing in his own shock, a young wo head of silver hair, cri took a good look at her and was surprised onelady is Charlotte Heraiz?’
He immediately realised who she was, since her armour had been personally crafted by him
Unfortunately…
‘…I screwed up’
He was supposed to irl named Charlotte Heraiz, but hethe shi+eld to the correct size
Belrog ended up sneaking a glance at the shi+eld inside the carriage It was siirl like her to wield!
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead as a distraught expression for, the head of the dwarves that serve Her Highness, First Ihness?”
He wanted to personally deliver the shi+eld to the Imperial Prince He also wanted to discuss with the latter on what could be done to rectify his aze followed after his and shi+fted over to the carriage, before her brows shot up
Although a piece of large fabric rapped around the sacred shi+eld, such a layer proved to be inadequate to block off the gentle and bright glow co from the equip off froy Not just any divinity either, but…
‘That’s His Highness’s own divinity’
Charlotte was puzzled by that
Why was His Highness’s divinity per that item?
“Is that the one?”
“Pardon? Ah, yes That’s correct, hness personally requested frohness did?”
Charlotte stared back at Belrog with a stunned face
He tilted his head in confusion “You didn’t know,and requested it from us”
“…”
“He said that it’s supposed to be a present to so it”
A change gradually appeared on Charlotte’s face