Salvation Society?

Hearing this slightly impressed organization, Dean subconsciously frowned.

It's not resentment or hatred.

In fact, the Salvation Society, the full name of Freemasonry Salvation Society, is a mutual aid organization developed among the common people, appeared at the end of the First Blood Moon War, the initiator was a doctor named Mo Sansan, the core meaning of the organization, is also to save the wounded, help more people in need.

Arguably, this organization is one of the most harmless organizations Dean has ever seen.

Although with the end of the Second Blood Moon War, the complete fall of Emerald, the doctor Moissan, was hanged by the Setis, and the Salvation Society was forced to disband, and only existed for less than two years.

However, those who were once rescued by the Salvation Society remember this selfless organization.

And that Dr. Moissan, who can definitely be respected.

It's just that this happened at the end of the First Blood Moon War, and it's only now ......

"Has history been changed again?"

Dean said secretly in his heart, and then, quietly questioning the captive in front of him, he asked, "Is the initiator of the Salvation Society Dr. Moissan?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

The other party looked very surprised, and after glancing at Dean in surprise, he nodded slowly.

"How is this Dr. Moissan?"

Dean then asked.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

The other party's face was embarrassed.

And this embarrassment made Dean have a very direct guess.

There is no doubt that Dr. Moissan, a man worthy of respect, is there.

But. The other party except for the doctor. It doesn't have any great strength. Not even an ordinary knight.

And look at the 'vassal organization' in front of you, there are only three 'stalkers' equivalent to the level of the great knight, and there is also one 'shadow dancer' at the level of the silver knight.

That's all there is to it.

Perhaps Dr. Moissan's original intention was no different from the original.

But with the emergence of these 'vassal organizations', the Salvation Society has already changed its flavor, and the civilian areas outside are the best examples.

As for Dr. Moissanist himself?

There may be no immediate danger, but there will certainly be captivity.

These bandits also need the doctor's fame among the civilian population to absorb more manpower.

Therefore, at least for a short time, the doctor is safe.

"It's really a magpie's nest!"

Dean gave this assessment.

But. When he was sure that the Moissanite doctor was not in danger, he did not immediately ask about the Moissanite doctor, but turned to the main topic-

"Who's the employer who's going to kidnap Ike? How do you hand over the people in your agreement? ”

Dean asked straight.

"This, this...... He was a nobleman, not from the Emerald Capital, but probably from Yorkshire - and although he was disguised, my men saw him return to Yorkshire! And we agreed to be diplomats in the Emerald Capital tonight! ”

The captive hesitated, and he clearly did not want to violate the rules of the organization he had made; However, as Dean's frozen palm approached. The captive compromised in an instant.

"Good, say it again!"

Dean nodded in satisfaction. Then, he took out a recording crystal.

The captive who had already said it once did not resist saying it a second time, even if there was an extra record crystal in front of him.

And when the other party finished speaking, Dean's frozen palm fell straight on the other party's head.

Click, click......

A series of frost freeze sounds rang out.

The next moment, the captive became an ice sculpture.

And on the other party's face, there was still a touch of surprise.

Obviously, the other party couldn't believe that Dean would kill him like this, and he didn't even ask for verification.

Ask for such a thing, of course Dean understands.

But there's no need for it right now!

Because, he's got what he wants!

In other words, he never thought that a testimony similar to the 'Thieves' Guild' would bring down the son of a marquis, and the other party could say that it was a false accusation.

As for the manpower sent by the other party at the time of delivery?

As long as you are not an idiot, you will never use your own real hands.

Those people are supposed to be from Yorkshire, yes, but they must be some notorious guys, the kind of people who would raise a glass to when they died.

Then, naturally, it is to kill people.

Dean is no stranger to such processes.

Therefore, he did not expect to gain anything when the two sides exchanged meat tickets.

All he needs is an excuse, and that's enough!

"My lord, I found it!"

Lauder's voice came from downstairs, and in his hand was a large sheepskin scroll, and a large bag, and as Lauder's arm swayed, the grinding sound came from inside, and Dean was sure that the bag was full of Kimpton and gems.

"Check again to see if there's anything else worth noting!"

Dean commanded.

"Yes, sir!"

Lauder and Ike both replied at the same time.

And when the subordinate inspected the whole house again, Dean glanced at the XP value-

XP：1020

Once again, the XP value exceeded the thousands.

Among them, the 'Stalker' and 'Shadow Dancer' just now contributed a lot, but they contributed close to 700 XP points.

And this has made Dean, who is in a state of shortage of XP value, quite relieved.

After all, this is just one of the so-called Salvation Society's outliers. Peri' organization.

Even the remaining' outside. It's unlikely that there will be a silver-level knight in the Wai' organization, but even if it's a big knight, Dean won't mind.

You know, these are XP values.

Lauder and Ike's search ended after more than ten minutes.

Outside of the basement where some weapons are placed, there is nothing more to be gained.

Immediately, Dean left with two of his subordinates.

It was just that the door was locked, and no more camouflage was done.

Dean was well aware of the existence of the 'shadow dancer'. Enough to make it a very special existence in the entire civilian area. The average person simply won't. Don't dare to peek into here either.

Even if they are unusually curious, it is the same.

As for the smell of corpses?

Those ice sculptures can melt in the scorching sun, but they take a long time, let alone in the room.

Within three or five days, there will be absolutely no unusual smell.

And for Dean, that's enough time for him to finish what he's doing and get back here. Finish what you didn't finish.

……

The carriage bearing the coat of arms of the Zelgaon family had just approached the capital of Yorkshire, and it was discovered by trained cavalry when it approached Yorktown.

They came straight to him.

It's not imposing, but it's definitely not polite.

Therefore, the tiger, who had been sitting in the coachman's position, immediately jumped out of the carriage and blocked in front of these cavalrymen.

The exaggerated height, the sturdy figure, especially the beast-like aura on the body, suddenly. The horses that had sat down the cavalry let out a panicked cry.

"Yorkshire doesn't welcome people from the Zergaon family!"

After pacifying the horses, the leading cavalry looked at the tiger in front of them. Shouted loudly.

After the four towns including Horn Town were lost, Yorkshire's attitude towards the Zelgaon family has remained in such a state of 'unwelcome'.

And in some ways, the Marquis of York was already proud enough.

If you change to other nobles, not to mention whether you will be willing to gamble and lose, just after the fact, there will definitely be a war that has accumulated for many years.

"Roar!"

Facing the roar of the cavalry leader, the tiger directly returned the color and let out a loud roar.

This roar is like a tiger and a leopard, and it is even more heavy.

The war horses, which were finally appeased, neighed again and again, and this time, those cavalrymen were also quite affected, and each of them was pale under the momentum of the tiger.

However, these cavalrymen were quite persistent, and each one restrained the pressure on his body, and once again calmed the horses without letting himself lose his temper.

The tiger looked a little dissatisfied with this situation, and he hoped that all these guys would fall off the horse.

So, he stepped forward and got ready to take matters into his own hands.

But-

"Tiger, come back!"

Dean's voice came from inside the carriage, and Tom stepped out of the carriage.

At Dean's order, Tiger returned to the carriage in a huff, and Tom walked up to the horsemen with a smile on his face, a note in his hand.

The silver edge pattern frames a snowflake coat of arms.

Anyone who knows even the slightest bit about aristocratic etiquette can see that this chapter is sincere enough.

"My lord, I beg to see the Marquis of York!"

As he spoke, Tom handed the note over.

"Wait a minute!"

The leading cavalry was slightly stunned in the face of Tom's visit, which was completely in line with the etiquette of the nobles, and then, with a little hesitation, took the post.

After glaring at his subordinates, he turned his horse's head and ran towards Yorktown.

Obviously, this was not something that a small cavalry leader of his body could call the shots.

……

Yorktown, barracks.

The Marquis of York, one of the two golden powerhouses of Jadeite, was standing in front of the sand table, deducing carefully, and the old knight Lund on the side was acting as the opponent of the marquis.

However, the deduction in front of him is not as imagined, and the Marquess of York has the absolute upper hand.

In fact, it was the old knight Lund who had the upper hand.

A moment later, when another cavalry of his own was eaten, the Marquis of York shook his head with a wry smile—

"I'm losing again!"

The Marquis of York said calmly.

"This is just a sand table deduction, not a real war, and it is impossible to maximize the strength of the individual!"

The old knight said with a smile, his words comforting.

"I may be able to match His Highness Ailu in terms of personal strength, but in terms of military strategy, I am much worse - at least, two ranks behind His Highness Ailu!"

The Marquis of York shook his head.

As a proud person, the Marquis de York's comparison is definitely not an ordinary person.

And in the entire Jade Kingdom, the only one who can be looked at by him is the Jade Grand Duke.

"Your Highness Ailu? What a genius in military strategy! ”

The old knight smiled wryly in the same way.

Just as he was invincible in his deduction with the Marquis of York, he was invincible in his deduction with the Archduke of Jade, and the Archduke of Jade was also invincible.

And this is the origin of the difference of two echelons in the mouth of the Marquis of York.

"Is it a genius in military strategy? But ......"

The Marquis of York muttered to himself, and just as he was about to say something more, the sound of a soldier's proclamation came from outside the barracks' tent.

"Lord Marquis, the greetings of the Zergaon family!"

PS first update ~ (to be continued......)