Knight and Wand

Chapter 134 The Wolf Leader's Envoy
In the morning, Leon woke up to the feeling of a gentle touch in front of him.

The intimacy of beautiful skin made him unwilling to open his closed eyes. He just held the girl tightly in his arms. The comfortable laziness made him miss the messy bed behind him.

Olivia's eyes were still filled with heartache, and her fingers gently brushed across her lover's firm and taut chest, afraid to hurt the other's scars with her fingertips.

The dark bruises on Leon's body were in stark contrast to his skin color, as distinct as dye splashed on canvas.

"Does it really not hurt?" Olivia rubbed it carefully.

That was the injury caused by the lance duel between Leon and Canis.

Despite the blessing of heavy armor and the toughness of the Boiling Heart, the head-on charge of the two still dented each other's breastplate, and part of the terrifying force that could pierce steel and split stone was transferred to each other.

The blades of the two lances that were recovered after the war had been crushed into a lump of iron.

"It's okay. Corvis checked me yesterday. Only two bones were broken. He used magic to put them in place. There's no damage to my internal organs. With the activity of magic in my body, this minor injury can be healed within half a month." Leon closed his eyes and comforted Olivia softly.

As if to prove his "relaxed" state, he started to act naughty in the bed again.

"Stop moving~ I want to get up, you bad guy. I can't be lazy, I have to go for morning exercise." Olivia's breathing became more and more disordered, and her watery eyes gathered with a soft light that seemed to be complaining.

But the slight struggle and swaying was more of a tenderness of love than a resistance.

After all, if she really didn't want to, Leon felt that he would not be able to hold her given the difference in their strength.

Opening his eyes, he bent down and gently kissed the wavering girl in his arms.

How should I put it? Olivia was still so shy at first last night, but after seeing the large and shocking bruises on her chest, the girl's attitude suddenly became unexpectedly proactive and enthusiastic.

Even Leon felt a little flattered by that "studious" and gentle gesture.

If he wanted to record that unforgettable sweetness forever on paper, Leon felt that even if he wrote quickly, it would take at least 10,000 or 20,000 words to finish.

Suddenly he turned over, and as Olivia screamed softly, Leon grabbed the girl's hands.

"Morning exercise? ~ I will take you to do morning exercise now."

In return, he responded with enthusiasm that was no less than that of the other party.
It was not until Azerien knocked on the door as a reminder that Leon had to look up, let go of his sobbing lover, and ended the nonsense early in the morning.

"Leon? Are you awake? The Wolf Army has sent an envoy to negotiate."

"So fast?"

Leon in the house was surprised, but then he thought, it made sense. With so many guards, but the family's outstanding first heir was lost on the battlefield, it would be strange if they were not anxious.

Not all eldest sons of nobles in this world have the talent for martial arts, like the eldest son of Baron Elliver whom Leon had met in the castle. The young master of the Thorn Flower family looked gentle and refined, but he only had the title of knight, and his martial arts were only slightly better than those of ordinary soldiers.

A truly powerful and authentic Knight of Arms like Cannis is not easily cultivated. Baron Gunnar would probably be furious if such a beloved son of his died.

"I'll be right down." Leon replied as he covered his lover with the quilt and quickly got out of bed and dressed.

"Rest for a while, our great hero. There won't be anything for you to do outside for a while, so just go to sleep."

Leon slung his spare sword, gave Olivia some instructions, then left the bedroom and rushed to the hall on the first floor of the house.

Azerien and his companions, Sir Redo, Sir Marcelo and others had already been sitting on both sides waiting.

Leon sat down in his high-back chair with his sword in hand. Before he ordered the guards to bring the Wolf Lord's envoy, Sir Redo suddenly stood up and came over.

"Sir, I saw that the Wolf family's envoy was accompanied by a northern sorcerer. It is very likely that they came for the 'Anti-Witchcraft Decree'. Could it be that your little wizard has used any eye-catching spells on the battlefield before?"

Leon looked a little surprised when he heard this: "Decree? What decree?"

His brows clenched slightly, feeling that the name was not a good idea if interpreted literally. Did the Northern Kingdom prohibit the use of magic?

But Corvis used magic in front of everyone every day, and he had never heard old Brian mention such a thing to him.

"Ah? You don't know the anti-witchcraft law?" Sir Ledo was also stunned.

Before this, he saw the beautiful young man beside him, who was using magic to help the army unscrupulously, and thought that Leon had already figured out how to circumvent the law or find loopholes in the law.

"Forgive my ignorance, Lord Redo, I am a Serrian. I have been loyal to Baron Elliver and have been a knight of Orland for not long. What are the specific contents of this decree?" Leon asked directly.

Sir Redo then remembered that the other party was not a native of Orland, so he had to explain for Leon: "Since we won the war more than ten years ago and overthrew the previous tyrant, our current Majesty Redwin issued a ban on spellcasters after he ascended the throne.

The general content is that the warlocks of the northern association are strictly prohibited from studying and using any witchcraft for evil purposes such as spreading plague and desecrating the dead on the land of Orland.

At the same time, warlocks are not allowed to assist any party in wars and conflicts among the nobles of Orland. Violators will be punished accordingly depending on the severity of the situation. "

Leon suddenly realized that it was a decree issued by the current king after he ascended the throne. No wonder old Brian didn't remind him.

The other party had lived in seclusion in the countryside with Olivia for many years, so how could he know about the changes in policies and rules over the noble lords?

"Does this decree only ban the northern societies of sorcerers?" Leon tried to quibble with the words.

“No, it should refer to all warlocks, but the spellcasters in Orland are basically trained by the Northern Association.

Oh, your little servant is indeed a special case. His accent must come from another kingdom, right? But even foreign spellcasters must abide by the law.
Of course, as long as we are not discovered, a law that cannot be enforced is naturally a piece of waste paper, so you must hide him from the northern sorcerer, otherwise when the time comes to argue, we will be in the wrong and it will be very troublesome. "

"So, when you were treating the seriously wounded yesterday, several soldiers under your command assisted and saw Corvis performing a spell in the operating tent." Leon frowned.

"Don't worry, I have already ordered them to keep it secret, and if they are just treating the wounded, it is not considered a violation of the law. Treating the wounded and saving lives are exceptions in the law, even in war. However, I don't know whether the child used magic to attack the enemy in public yesterday. Our enemies will not keep it secret for us." Sir Ledo was worried about this.

Leon waved his hand. In yesterday's battle, Corvis had almost exhausted all his magic power just to maintain the Neti card and replenish his own magic. He had no energy left to cast spells. But now that he knew about this strange decree, he must pay attention to it in the future.

"By the way, Lord Ledo, since the law clearly prohibits sorcerers from intervening in disputes between nobles.
What if one of the parties in the dispute is a warlock himself? "Leon touched his chin.

"This? I have never heard of the situation you mentioned. Forgive my ignorance, but I really don't know if there is anyone in the country who is both a lord and a wizard. In that case, I'm afraid it will depend on how His Majesty the King personally arbitrates." Lei Duo shook his head.

Leon chewed his teeth silently, thinking that it was a bit troublesome. Although Corvis did not use magic in front of the enemy, he did not shy away from using magic in the fight.

No wonder during the fight yesterday, after Kanis was hit by a heavy magical blow, he kept chattering about shameful witchcraft and despicable spellcasters.

However, it was not difficult to fool the enemy by being stubborn. Leon came up with an idea, so he didn't waste any more time and summoned the messenger.

Soon, two figures whose weapons were confiscated walked into the hall.

An old knight from the Gunnar family, wearing plate armor and quite old.

Another strange middle-aged man was wearing light armor over his robe. This familiar style of dress, as well as the unique spear-blade staff in the hands of the soldiers who were confiscating weapons outside the gate, showed that he was obviously a warlock from the Northern Society, just like Master Hilgard beside Count Trosa.

"Respected Lord Leon Pendragon, I admire your bravery in winning the victory. I am the messenger from Wolfenhall." Old Heinkel held up his helmet with one hand and bowed deeply to the young knight lord with black hair and black eyes on the first seat. After flattering the winner according to aristocratic etiquette, he gave his name and purpose.

"I am here on behalf of the Gunnar family to ask you to return Lord Cannis. We can discuss the ransom and terms, but before that, I hope to confirm his safety to ensure that Baron Gunnar's eldest son has not suffered any humiliating and unfair treatment."

Leon leaned back in his chair and said to the old knight from the Wolf Family, "Your young master's life is not in danger. I have no bad taste in humiliating prisoners of war, but don't expect me to give him any preferential treatment or freedom of movement.

How many people died in this meaningless battle because of your unprovoked invasion? I let him live in a clean cell, and soldiers took care of him to have two meals a day so that he would not starve to death. I was being particularly lenient because I did not want to escalate the conflict. "

After saying this, he looked at the robed and armored man next to old Knight Heinkel.

"What about you? You appear to be a sorcerer from the Northern Society? Since when did you become able to interfere in conflicts between nobles?"

Leon spoke first, and started to blame others regardless of whether there was any reason or not.

The middle-aged sorcerer shook his head and clarified to Leon: "Sir Pendragon, please don't misunderstand me. My name is Met Reddy. I am only employed by General Trosa to support the war against Cantadar. I came here at the request of the Earl to confirm Baron Gunnar's accusation against the Farolis family.

Lord Cannis wrote a letter accusing the Thorn Flower Family of violating the King's decree and using black magic to drive monsters to harass the Wolf Territory. They provided a knight's mummy with the Thorn Flower emblem, which I have already examined. "

"That's nonsense." Leon scolded coldly.

This is easy to deal with. The zombies that ran out of the spiritual field were definitely not caused by our own spellcasting. Although it is not convenient to explain the real reason, it is also easy to refute it.

"A dried corpse with a thorn flower emblem on it? If that's what you call evidence, then I can get you ten or a hundred of them and put the Gunnar family emblem on them."

Leon sneered at the old Knight Henkel beside the warlock Mette and asked, "Do you think the people of the Farolis family are all idiots? Even if we want to do this, why do we need to leave a mark to prove our identity? Is the Gunnar family only capable of such a childish frame-up?"

This is a very simple truth, and Knight Heinkel was naturally speechless. Moreover, he was under control at the moment, so it was not convenient for him to argue, so he could only lower his head and remain silent.

Mette nodded and said, "After an actual inspection, I did not find any traces of necromancy on the mummy.

But according to the Wofnhall cavalry who withdrew yesterday, they witnessed a powerful warrior appearing and disappearing out of thin air during the charge. This is very similar to a spell that conceals the body. Could it be that a spellcaster "assisted" the warriors under your command in the battle? "Mette asked meaningfully, deliberately emphasizing the word "assisted".

"They are just a few magic tools. What's the matter? Can't I use the treasures I bought to help the soldiers fight? The magic armor engraved on the body of the young master of the Gunnar family is probably even more inappropriate, right?" Leon put away his smile and said sarcastically.

"I see. I have no questions. It seems that this may indeed be just a misunderstanding. In this case, your dispute has nothing to do with the association for the time being." Mette seemed to understand and stopped asking questions.

Leon was slightly surprised to see that he stopped asking questions so easily.

So easy to deal with?
Leon had prepared a lot of ideas in mind, and if it didn't work out, he would just show off his skills with the Neti card of the Boiling Heart to prove that he had magic tools in his hands, and try not to expose himself as a spellcaster lord who had just learned some spells recently.

After all, the only witness who was directly hit by the magic release on the battlefield and was still alive was Canis. If they each said something different, it would not count as evidence.

But the sorcerer named Mette did not seem to intend to continue investigating whether the Thorn Flower family had violated the law.

Knight Heinkel, on the other hand, was more concerned about the young master's safety at the moment.

So before officially starting the negotiations on the ransom and release conditions, Leon and the others stood up and took them to the cell where Canis was imprisoned.

Arriving at the prison, Knight Henckel finally saw the young master of the Wolf family, who was tightly bound by steel shackles as thick as barbells.

Such a heavy and solid burden was not meant to be torture by Leon, but was just a particularly strong Knight of Arms like Canis.

If such heavy solid steel shackles were not used, ordinary iron shackles would not be able to restrain the opponent.

As far as Leon could remember, the low-quality shackles that the Kantadar mercenaries used to bind slaves were probably not much harder than bamboo or wooden sticks in Canis's hands, and could be broken with just a little effort.

Of course, in addition to the great care in the security of the detention, Canis's treatment is much better than that of Mamur back then.

At least the cell was clean and tidy, with soldiers cleaning it, so there wasn't a strong odor.

"Huh? Heinkel, why did you bring so many people here? Are you here just to see me embarrass myself?" Canis, who was originally leaning leisurely against the wall on the straw bed, felt as if he had become a rare animal in a cage, and couldn't help but feel annoyed.

"I dare not, Lord Canis. Before you are released, I will try my best to get you more decent treatment." Old Heinkel said helplessly.

Mette on the side looked around silently.

When the old knight confirmed the safety of the young master of the Wolf family and everyone left the cell, the warlock casually walked to Leon's side and asked softly, "Master Hilgard once mentioned to me a Sir Leon who claimed to have magical talent. Is he referring to you, Lord Pendragon?"

(End of this chapter)