Chapter 231 The war always starts by accident

Author: Panda's Big Wooden House

Chapter 231 The war always starts by accident

"Damn the Swabro Sect!" Kratz hit the table hard, causing the ink bottle on the table to fly up, sprinkle the black ink everywhere.

The Clater family had absolute prestige for the territory they had. When Kratz issued an order to check the missing population, a steady stream of soldiers ran towards the villages in the territory, contacted the usual tax officials, and issued officials to count the number of people in each village.

Due to the haste of time and the restrictions of the household registration system in this era, only a few villages participated in the statistics, and more remote villages, or the population hidden in the villages have not been counted.

Just like this, almost one hundred people have been counted.

You should know that the Swabro Sect did not capture one hundred old, weak, women and children. They were all young people who were healthy and were enough to support one family. Considering Skellig's abundant martial ethics environment, these young people were all people who could even take up weapons and put on armor.

In other words, Kratz lost a reserve soldier of a hundred men.

The entire Skeliger had only about 7,000 naval forces. Even though Kratz was the top family in the archipelago, the loss made him feel heartbroken.

Things are more than that, the tax officials also brought even worse news-

The Great Skellig Island is ruled by two families. The Klater family in the south is controlled by the Klater family of Cratz, and the Drummon family of the madman Lugo. The governance of Cratz is definitely more rigorous than that of the madman Lugo.

The tax officials at the junction of the two families were familiar with each other, and they brought Kratz a message: In the territory of the madman Lugo, there were only a few missing young people.

Even in the past, this is not a piece of news that can make Kratz laugh—the regret caused by the loss of young people far exceeds the pleasure of being hurt by the strong enemy.

In the current situation, this is a problem that makes the situation even more serious.

"The Swabro Sect has gained more young people, or more 'warriors'," Lanen thought.

"But there aren't so many giant bears on this island that they can train berserkers to control. And normal people are definitely not free to use mind control - if they could do this, they would have ruled Skellig long ago."

Lane took a deep breath: "There is only one possibility, a possibility that is worse than creating a berserker-"

Kratz took over Lann's words: "Living sacrifice!"

A word that just hears it can make people creepy.

The Swabrou people despise the weak and like to worship their gods with living people the most; they will kill those who cannot fight or are not good at fighting as livestock to please Swabrou. This bad habit has become more and more serious and eventually evolved into a massacre of the village, which has led to the Skeligers' elimination of the Swabrou sect.

Unexpectedly, they will face this bad habit again now.

"Since it is a 'sacrificial sacrifice', it is definitely possible to gain power from it." Lane took a deep breath. "In the past, he used to use the so-called 'weaker', but now he is a young man who has become a soldier at the right age. Then he will definitely be able to please their evil gods and gain more powerful power as a result."

"Uncle Easter is right. We may not be able to compete for the throne now." Kratz stood up and put on his own bearskin cloak. "This may be a disaster that swept the entire Skelliger."

"Fortunately, we discovered the enemy's conspiracy in advance. I will gather soldiers now, if there is any news..."

Kratz didn't finish speaking, his words were suddenly interrupted.

...

"Dongdongdongdong--"

There was a huge sound of smashing the door outside the study room, and the force even made people worry about whether it would cause any damage to the door.

Then a riot sounded:

"Wait a moment, you can't go in, please calm down. This is Lord Kratz--"

It seemed that the guards at the door were blocking someone, but the visitor was obviously in an urgent situation and could not wait to let the guards pass the orders according to the procedures.

With a "boom", the door was kicked open directly. Geralt broke in from outside the door, and behind him was the butler who tried his best to stop him.

"What happened." Before the housekeeper could accuse Kratz, or when Lann and the others asked for their purpose, Geralt rushed to speak, and the first sentence made the people present look serious.

In the previous arrangement, Lann and Kratz accompanied Kratz back to count the number of people and assemble soldiers. The large army was still stationed at the foot of the mountain to prepare for accidents, while Geralt and Ged, the two most experienced witch hunters, accompanied Bill up the mountain to find the hiding place for the Verka people.

Unexpectedly, Geralt actually came back early now.

"What happened? Did we find the Velka people? Or did we make the enemy realize our existence, and now they run away?"

Geralt negates two of Lann's speculations: "It's worse than that."

"Other candidates in the throne noticed our actions and blamed us as competitors for hiding intelligence from them. They loudly laughed at our gathering at the foot of the mountain for support, believing that the dangers we mentioned to them were weaving alarmist lies."

"Because of us, they confirmed that the Verka people were on the mountain. Now, in order to seize the throne, a large number of troops have been gathered up the mountain." Geralt took a deep breath, "There is no time to prepare for us, we need to launch the general attack directly."

"Damn guy!" Kratz hit the desk hard, and the documents, paper and pen on it all hit the ground in a crackling manner.

"Assemble the troops and set off now to support those idiots who have axe-slashed brain!" Kratz shouted outside the house, then turned to look at Geralt.

"Gealt, remind me, which families are those idiots you are talking about?"

"Our old friend Lugo, and another one named Hogg, who has a strange skin color."

Kratz scolded: "The robbers of Faro Island, the Hog Black Hand of the Deemen family, are idiots who only know how to rob!"

...

Hog Black Hand is the patriarch of the Deemen family and the lord of Faro Island.

When he was young, he accidentally encountered an autumn blizzard. The long boat accidentally touched the reef, causing him to suffer frostbite, leaving a particularly dark complexion on his hands and arms, which gave him the nickname "Black Hand".

Even when Skellig, who almost regarded looting as a ritual for adulthood, Hog Black Hand was quite cruel. He almost massacred when he robbed, and Novigri and Nifgadd coasts spread his notoriety; even when he attacked Skellig's hostile family, he spared no effort.

Therefore, the Dimen family has a particularly poor reputation in Skellig.

The island of Faroe, which he ruled, is located at the southernmost end of Skellig, and is the most primitive and uninhabited island. The people on it can almost only make a living by looting - this may also be an objective reason for Hog's Black Hand's character.

Therefore, Hogg Black Hand searched for all opportunities that could make Faroe Island prosperous.

Becoming a king is one of his biggest opportunities. He and Lugo, the madman, are also the only two who want to compete with East for the position of king. The patriarchs of other families either choose to support like Dona or abstain from it.

At this moment, Hog Black Hand was standing with the madman Lugo, facing Easter with an ugly face.

...

East originally planned to go back to Little Skellig Island to find King Bran and allocate more family soldiers to support him, but when he heard that lunatic Lugo and Hog Black Hand forced their way through the mountain, he rushed back as soon as possible.

I didn't expect it to be late.

When he was preparing to go up the mountain with his men, the news was that the madman Lugo and the others had already gone up the mountain. When he led the men to the hillside, he happened to meet the madman Lugo and the others' team back.

According to lunatic Lugo and others, they had found the gathering place of the Velka people.

Because the Clater and Tursek family soldiers had searched in the mountains before, which was equivalent to helping the madman Lugo and others eliminated a large number of wrong answers and reduced their search range in disguise. Then they discovered Geralt and Gede and Bill's route. After having a general direction, hundreds of soldiers scattered out, searching for the hiding place in the mountains without any movement, and finally quickly discovered the hiding place of the Velka people.

At this moment, Bill was following Gued, standing in the queue of the Tursek family, with self-blame.

The madman Lugo talked freely: "Those believers of the evil gods are just some guys who are not worthy of the market. All the warriors who dare to fight are killed by our ancestors. The remaining soft insects are no different from those we usually rob! "

"Did you meet them? Kill them all?" Easter expressionless.

"No, better." said Lugo, a lunatic. "They ran away when they heard our movements. We even rescued many kidnapped boys, saving them from becoming a living sacrifice to the evil god!"

The madman Lugo opened his arms and showed East the more than a dozen young people in his team. They were all depressed, their skin was gray, their eyes were swollen, and their spirits were dazed - but they were all still alive.

"They are all leaders of my Great Skellig Island." Lugo, a lunatic, smiled proudly.

"It is indeed a merit to rescue the leaders of Skelliger." East nodded to the rescued young men, but they were all in a daze and did not notice East's actions and did not respond.

"But Lugo, Hogg, do you remember our mission? We are going to clear the Swabro Sect, complete the tasks left out by our ancestors, and clear a scourge for Skeligy - and your rash actions burned all this."

"Okay, East! Look at the current situation, do you still think the Swabro Sect is a scourge? They are just a group of clowns who escape when they hear the news! I think maybe the berserkers that Lannister killed in your family's castle are already their full strength."

Lugo sneered: "From this perspective, you did destroy the Swabro Sect, but unfortunately that achievement is not counted."

Hog Black Hand, who had been watching coldly, also spoke: "Est, I respect you, but the situation now is that you have no chance of winning. Although none of us has achieved the destruction of the Swabrou Sect, Lugo and I have at least destroyed their new gathering place and rescued the hostages who were captured as living sacrifices. Even if we do nothing afterwards, we are already ahead of you."

Because of his long-term career in sea robbery, one of Hog's black hands' eyes appeared blind and pure white. If someone else was talking to him, he might have been oppressed.

But Easter's expression did not change at all. His aura was even stronger than Lugo and Hog combined: "You don't understand that according to the information we have obtained, there are more berserkers from the Swabro Sect. This is no longer a matter of fighting for the throne. Since you have come, I invite you to stay and continue to search for the gathering place of the Velka people in the mountains. They must have other hiding places."

"We will, Easter." Hogg Black Hand said coldly, "but not now, I won't be with you."

The madman Lugo laughed: "If the Verka people had belligerents, would they not be able to move with their personality? Berserials, where did the belliger come from?"

As he said that, he pointed hard at the dozen young men who were rescued from the hiding place of the Verka people: "Can they be them? Will they be berserkers?"

The young men were all in a daze and did not react at all to the words of the madman Lugo.

East took a deep breath and felt that it was extremely difficult to communicate with lunatic Lugo.

...

Behind Easter, Gued looked at the listless Bill, thought for a while, and put his generous palm on his shoulder: "Don't blame yourself, don't worry, the quality you have shown so far is worthy of the title of Warrior, and what's happening now is not your fault."

"The things about you and your lover will definitely have a good result. Lane is a very good person. If I hadn't had the lord I followed, I would probably not be able to help it..."

Bill pressed his head hard, as if enduring extreme pain. He interrupted Gede's comfort and said intermittently: "My head hurts so much...Mr. Gede, something is wrong."

Beads of sweat dripped from Bill's forehead, but what he said became smoother and smoother: "My memory became clearer... The place these two lords found was wrong. It seemed that they were not the place where I was caught before, and that was not the real gathering place for the Verka people... and, some things happened, some things, and I forgot some things..."

"No, no, it shouldn't be like this..."

Bill's expression became horrified, as if he had committed some unforgivable crime; his gray face became like a corpse, and even his eyes lost their luster.

Gued frowned and subconsciously held his right hand towards the hilt of the sword.

While preparing for the battle, Gued tentatively shook Bill, as if he wanted to give his peers who were in a wrong state some concern.

But then his movements suddenly stopped.
To be continued...