The afterglow of the setting sun was all over the ground, and after Queen Innie left, Jocrith was still thinking, and after a long time, Prime Minister Jocrishi whispered to Knight Enod.

"Knight Enold, no matter what happens in the future, you must stay in this palace, in this palace, except for King Rolls Sheen and a few friends, the person I trust the most is you."

Knight Enod nodded, "Thank you, for your favor, everything is as you wish...... Your Excellency, do you want to get out of here? ”

"Not yet, but I can't say what will happen in the future, Knight Enold, let's do it for today." Jocrith said.

The next day, at the table below the throne.

"Are you sure they're not bandits or thieves?" Captain of Intelligence, Varian O, who was sitting at the table below the throne, asked softly.

Beside him, the king's scholar Johani, sat in a fidget, and the treasurer, Glenamsi, fiddled with a pen, and they were the only ministers to come today.

Because King Rolls Sheehan is still on a king hunt, but today he encountered some urgent matters, so he had to hand them all over to Prime Minister Joe Cris.

Jocriss sat in a chair, and in the hall, except for the royal family and a few important ministers, everyone else had to stand or kneel respectfully.

The crowd of petitioners gathered at the gate, knights, nobles, and squires stood under the tapestry, while the common people stood in the corridors, and the heavily armed guards stood majestically and erect in gray cloaks.

The group of villagers knelt on one knee, men, women, and children, all dressed in tatters, covered in blood, with fear carved into their faces, and several knights who had brought them in to testify stood behind.

"Bandits? Lord Varian," said one of the knights, with a very contemptuous tone, "Well said! Of course they are bandits! Bandits of the Randall family! ”

Prime Minister Jocrist could already feel the pent-up tension in the hall, and everyone present, regardless of their background, listened with bated breath.

In fact, this is nothing new, since Inni Randall became queen, the Randall family has become even more invincible, in the area around Dubronik, greatly expanding their sphere of influence, and having frequent conflicts with other lords or villagers,

At its worst, it is like a powder keg, and it only takes a little fire to burst out with powerful energy.

Jocrith knew that if the Randall family was allowed to continue like this, it would be a matter of time before a bloody conflict would erupt, and the only question now was how to minimize the risk of conflict.

The other knight's eyes were full of sorrow, and he pointed to the villagers who were kneeling on the ground and said, "Lord Jochris, these people are the only ones left in Phil Village, and the others are all dead like the inhabitants of Winbrick Village!" ”

"Get up!" Jocrist ordered the villagers, never believing what a man said when he was on his knees, "Get up for me!" ”

The residents of Phil Village struggled to get up.

An old man had to be helped to stand up, while the other girl, red with blood, remained on her knees, staring blankly at Knight Enod.

At this time, Inod stood beneath the throne in the white armor of the Kingsguard, ready to defend the king...... Or the prime minister who defends the king......

One of the villagers said, "Your Majesty ...... the King."

"Your Majesty, he's still hunting in the forest, and I'm the king's prime minister!" "It's the king's right hand, the former prime minister, Jorris, tell me who you are and everything you know about these robbers!" ”

"I'm open...... I used to open ...... I used to open a hotel, my lord, in the village of Phil, right next to a wooden bridge, and the people around me said that our hotel is the most comfortable and comfortable hotel in the neighborhood, my lord, please forgive me. But my lord, it's all gone now. They barged in and took everything of value with them, and then set fire to the house, and they were going to kill me, but they didn't catch me. ”

"They set fire to drive us away." A farmer next to him said, "They came from the west in the middle of the night, and burned down all the houses around them, and anyone who dared to stop them would die, but my lord, they are not robbers, because their intention is not to rob things at all, but to rob things is just a matter of convenience!" Their purpose is to drive us away. ”

"They also trampled my servants to death." A fat man with the muscles of a blacksmith and a bandage on his head said, and it was evident that he had changed into the best clothes available, but the trousers were covered with patches and the cloak was dusty.

"They laughed on their horses, ran after him, poked him with guns, and thought they were playing a game, and the boy ran and screamed, and finally fell to the ground, and was stabbed to death by the biggest guy."

The girl kneeling on the ground craned her neck and looked up at Jocris, "My lord, they also killed my relatives, and then they ...... They ......" her voice faded, as if she had forgotten what she had meant to say, and began to cry to herself.

The knight took over, "The inhabitants of Wembric took refuge in the manor, but the houses were all made of wood, and the intruders covered them with straw and burned them alive in them. ”

"Alas, it's terrible." Varian muttered, "How could anyone be so cruel? ”

"They were going to do the same to us, but luckily the manor in Phil was made of stones," said the fat man, "and some people tried to smoke us out with cigarettes, but they said it was almost time, and went somewhere else." ”

Jocris leaned forward, his fingers touching the cold metal, his sword, where he now stood, and the people below came to ask him for justice.

"What evidence do you have that these are from the Randalls?" He asked, trying to suppress his anger, "Do any of you know one of them?" ”

"Even the Randall family is not stupid enough to be like this." A knight rebuked. He was a hot-tempered, aggressive rooster knight.

"My lord, they are all on horses and in armor," replied the other knight calmly, "with steel spears and swords, and battle axes to slaughter the villagers. He gestured to one of the ragged survivors. You, yes, it's you, it's okay to say it, tell the Prime Minister everything you said to me. ”

The old man lowered his head, "About the horse they were riding." He said, "They rode war horses, and I have been in the Randall family's stables for many years, and I can see the difference, and none of the horses they ride have been ploughed, and I dare swear by the gods that they are the Randall horses." ”

"Bandits on good horses." Glenamsey commented, "Maybe they just got the horses from somewhere else." ”

"How many robbers are there?" Jocrith asked.

"About forty or fifty people." The knight replied, and at the same time, the bandaged blacksmith spoke, "About forty." The old woman behind him said, "Sixty or so, my lord, it's a knight team at all." ”

"Okay, I almost got it." Jocrith asked, "Don't they have other features, what about the armor they wear?" Have any of you noticed the patterns or decorations on them, or the coats of arms, the imprints on the shields and helmets? ”