Dust of History Chapter 16: Imperial Envoy

After discussing with the villagers about reporting to the imperial envoy, Rodhart and Asa came to the cabin where the imperial envoy was held and met the imperial envoy.

"Knight Rodhart greets you, my lord." As soon as he entered the room, Rodhart half-kneeled and performed the etiquette of a knight.

The imperial envoy is a middle-aged man with fair skin and clean appearance, with a weak image of wealth and wealth. People with this kind of appearance, Asa, are common at night in the royal capital. They are usually hugged by a woman or a man, and sometimes they are also hugged in turn, getting on and off a luxury carriage, entering and leaving a brightly lit deep courtyard. This kind of person usually has a characteristic, even if his hands and feet are all on the woman's body, his expression is usually a integrity of performing state duties.

And now the imperial envoy is even more devout. He was kneeling in the center of the hut and praying with his eyes closed. It seemed that the captive status did not panic him very much, his clothes were still neat and tidy, and his expression was solemn and dignified, as if he was in a luxurious cathedral. He didn't respond to Rodhart's words, and still closed his eyes and focused on praying. And Rod Hart knelt there without moving. Asa stood at the door and looked at them inexplicably.

Finally, the imperial envoy slowly opened his eyes, as if he had finished praying.

"We are here to rescue Your Excellency." Rodhart said while kneeling. He was completely overwhelmed by this lord's demeanor. Being able to remain so calm in such an environment and praying so devoutly shows how firm his faith is and how extraordinary his bearing is. It is indeed the demeanor that a great man should have.

"I know." The imperial envoy looked at the kneeling Rodhart compassionately like a master prophecy under his control. "As a servant of God, I have always believed that I will not be harmed by those lowly gangsters. God will definitely come to save those who believe in Him."

He got up and walked over to help Rodhart, saying: "You knight, you came here under the guidance of God. You must be a person with an infinite sense of justice, and a person who is very devout to God. people, right?"

Rod Hart nodded hurriedly: "Yes. I am ready to dedicate my life to light and justice."

"How's the situation outside? Have you wiped out those gangsters?" The imperial envoy looked at him with praise for the hero.

"The thing is like this..." Rod Hart was very excited to receive the attention of the imperial envoy, so he was also very embarrassed. "Those are not gangsters, they are...."

After listening to Rodhart's statement, the imperial envoy was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, his face quickly calmed down, nodded and said: "Okay, about everything you said, wait for me to come back I will definitely investigate and deal with it in the city."

"Thank you, Your Excellency. You are as noble as a messenger of God in the eyes of the common people." Rodhart was so grateful that he almost cried.

"That's natural." The imperial envoy nodded gracefully, taking this praise calmly. "As His Majesty's envoy and God's servant, I will naturally try my best to uphold justice. When I patrolled around, I have never shown mercy to blasphemous heretics and bandits who disturb the stability of the empire. But if devout believers and law-abiding citizens are wronged, I must give them justice."

"You are so great." Rod Hart felt that he had found his idol. "I will **** you back to the city."

The imperial envoy nodded as if agreeing to a request from others. Rodhart immediately bent over and respectfully sent him away from the cabin where he was held. From the beginning to the end, the imperial envoy did not even glance at Asa who was beside him.

Outside the house, seeing the imperial envoy coming out, all the villagers came together and bowed to the imperial envoy half-kneeling. This was strongly suggested by Rodhart. The villagers all seemed very respectful when they thought that they would be able to go home safely and continue their lives.

The imperial envoy nodded with a posture and momentum that fit his status, as if taking it for granted, and smiled graciously.

Rodhart had already brought his horse over and prepared it, and asked the imperial envoy to get on the horse and sit down, and he would lead the **** back to the city.

All the villagers stood together and watched Rodhart and the imperial envoy walk away. Thinking of the gifted smile, they probably felt that their wish was very promising, and they couldn't help feeling a little excited. They all felt that the imperial envoy was probably really a good person, and that people who had studied a lot of knowledge probably had a very kind heart.

For Asa, this incident was completely inexplicable from beginning to end. Fortunately, the matter has been resolved, and now there are people who are familiar with this forest. He first found the hunter Levin, who should be the most familiar person in this forest. But after listening to his question, Hunter Levin shook his head blankly.

Asa was almost desperate. A futile rage welled up in him. If Chris appeared in front of him now, he would have punched her with two bruises in both eyes, and then scolded her that you don't understand, it's fine, and you still have to pretend to understand and make a mess of things.

The point is that now she is still holding the book and has gone somewhere with the caravan designated by his father, and she can't even find someone to translate it again. Thinking of this and remembering that I was frightened by those ten silver coins, I couldn't help feeling extremely regretful. If I hadn't been so anxious at the time, I would have checked more in the library, maybe there would be some clues.

Greed for money is the worst of all evils. He remembered a complaint that an old pastor in his hometown used to say. He has a weird sense of identity now.

"There is only a forest of turning back here, and there is no forest of what you said." A voice that could not be heard clearly said from the side, and Asa turned his head to look over. It was the old man who claimed that he had never seen justice in his life.

The old man’s toothless mouth made a sound of air leakage: “There is a forest deep in the south of this forest, which is the forest of turning back. People want to turn back when they see it. There is no forest for talking.”

Hunter Levin seemed to be reminded, nodded and said: "Yes, I remember, there is a strange forest there, even wild animals don't run into it, so I haven't gone in it. But recently It seems that soldiers in the city often use the grass outside the forest as a cemetery, and I sometimes see them burying corpses there.”

"What kind of forest is that?" Asa asked, feeling that there was some clue. "Why do you want to look back after seeing it? Why didn't I hear about it when I inquired in the city?"

Hunter Levin shook his head and said: "That forest feels uncomfortable, and the locals don't like to get close to it. And that forest... feels... feels like..." He Frowning, he tried hard to search for a suitable metaphor in his mind, but shook his head, probably because of his level, he still couldn't find a suitable embellishment. "What is it like.... It's just weird, I don't even want to think about it." He suddenly cheered up. "By the way, it's like a very annoying person, and you have nothing to do with him, so you don't even want to think about it."

Asa frowned and repeated his words: "Like a nuisance? Don't think about it?" This metaphor to the forest is hard to follow.

"Well...that feels like..." Hunter Levin frowned again and pondered in his poor vocabulary, trying to find another metaphor to embellish. Asa was afraid that the more he made the metaphor, the more difficult it would be to understand, so he hurriedly said: "It doesn't matter what it seems, just ask you to take me there tomorrow."

"Brother Rhodes is back~IndoMTL.com~ There are children shouting outside. The villagers all ran out to listen to the results he brought back from the city.

Surrounded among the crowd, Rodhart, like a child who has seen a victory in a country game and came back to report, said loudly to everyone with joy on his face: "The imperial envoy has already said, tell us to go tomorrow." At noon, everyone gathered on the meadow in the east of the forest. He will come together with the magistrate and publicly announce that everyone will be pardoned for their actions and our taxes will be exempted.”

The crowd burst into cheers.

"I said that there is justice in this world, how about it? Everyone believes it?" Rodhart looked left and right, and happily announced the victory of his belief. Everyone was intoxicated in their own joy. No one cared what he said.

But the old man who was talking to Asa didn't seem very happy, and he also heard Rodhart's words very clearly. He shook his head, as if talking to himself: "I've lived to be seventy years old, and I've never seen anything like that." He turned around and emphasized to Asa, "Seventy years old." Asa Hastily nodded.

"The Lost Forest is there too." The old man said to Asa. The words he spoke from his closed mouth were vague and hesitant to speak, as if a fortune teller was explaining an ominous divination.