Warhammer Divine Throne

Chapter 1111: Chapter 482: Dividing into Two Groups

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Around four in the afternoon, Laine and the others came out of Duke Bilibali’s mansion.

Duke Bodric’s legitimate son Fidmund was speechless with admiration for Laine. He opened his mouth for a long time before speaking: ”Lord Laine, I truly admire your wisdom. I had originally imagined many scenarios, but you actually managed to solve the problem directly by winning a duel...”

Laine shrugged his shoulders and calmly said: ”Didn’t I mention before, Fidmund, everyone has their own preferences. As long as you cater to them, you can often win their favor. Just like what I did this time, I could have chosen to watch, but you saw the benefits of taking action. I may not have gained Duke Silva’s favor, but at least we received his help.”

Veronica was like a vase, silent throughout, rarely interrupting when Laine spoke. The Dark Elf was even more aloof. After Laine answered, Fidmund lowered his head in thought, clearly shaken by Laine’s approach, newly returned Holy Grail Knight that he was.

Normally, according to his logic, he would’ve tried to discuss the problem with Duke Silva, using knightly path and lordly duty along with certain diplomatic threats as justification.

Clearly, no matter how he reasoned it, Fidmund could imagine how much effort it would take.

Laine’s method, perfectly using force without making local nobles feel any displeasure, gained unanimous support from the local populace, and finally achieved his set objectives excellently.

”Duke Bilibali Silva is keen on watching combat sports. Every Thursday and Sunday, he takes his family to the arena to watch. Even when the port was troubled by pirates, bullfighting or dueling events were still held in the city; that’s intelligence we’ve gathered. You need to know how to use it, Fidmund. Everyone has hobbies.” Laine pointedly advised Fidmund: ”Just like your father Lord Bodric, who loves wine and swordsmanship, and particularly likes tales about the sea.”

Fidmund reflected on this and tentatively asked: ”Then, Lord Laine, what about you? Could you share your hobbies?”

Upon asking, Fidmund noticed the atmosphere shift awkwardly. Veronica and Ollica simultaneously looked at Laine with strange expressions. The Dark Elf’s lightly tanned face flushed slightly, her arms crossed without speaking, while Veronica pinched Laine’s arm playfully, smiling silently.

”...I have my hobbies too; now is not the time to discuss them.” Laine calmly deflected: ”Let us summarize the current intelligence.”

Talking business, everyone became serious.

According to Duke Bilibali’s secretary, recently two groups of Northern Wandering Knights arrived at the Bilibali Duchy.

The secretary couldn’t distinguish which group Laine was looking for, so he could only inform Laine of their whereabouts.

One group of over thirty Wandering Knights dressed elegantly, led by a handsome middle-aged gentleman, checked into the city’s largest inn, the Red Bull Inn.

The other group, ragged and numbering around seven or eight, chose not to stay at an inn. Enthusiastic city residents said they planned to head to a farm twenty kilometers outside the city, Sahagon.

”In that case, let’s split into two teams.” After pondering for a while, Laine suggested: ”Fidmund, you and Alfred, with the Sea God Knight, go to the inn to look for that group of Wandering Knights.”

”Veronica and I will go to the farm they spoke of, located outside the city. Mobilizing a large force would quickly alert city spies.” Laine gestured for Jialan Witch to come to his side: ”Veronica and I are partners, the most in sync; leave the farm to us.”

”Master, I want to go with you.” The Dark Elf earnestly stated.

”No, you stay here.” Laine whispered: ”Fidmund may need your help; they might not know how to conduct interrogations.”

”But Master...”

”That’s an order.” Laine continued.

”Alright.” The Dark Elf nodded reluctantly: ”Then I’ll wait for you in the city.”

”Hmm.”

......This is the dividing line between the two teams......

The Estalia in April differs from the still somewhat cold Brittania, here it’s all spring and summer scenery, birds singing and flowers blooming. Estalia’s people have completed spring farming, and they seem quite satisfied with their lives, singing songs jubilantly, passionately spirited, optimistic, carefree, and practical.

Seeing Laine and Veronica, they neither feared nor revered them like Brittania’s peasants, nor were they as vigilant and hostile as the Imperial people.

Veronica wore a fiery red leather jacket and pants, tying her long hair at the back. Jialan Witch naturally loves beauty, typically wearing skirts unless preparing for battle, swapping to this combat gear. First, she glanced at Laine in his full-body silver Grey Knight masterwork power armor, then surveyed the surroundings: ”The land here is barren, yet the people are so warm.”