blogombal Chapter 511 Results of the Battle
Chapter 511 Results of the Battle
Chapter 511 Results of the Battle
The platform at the top of the Tower of the Lean Giant was packed with people, all craning their necks to look towards the city gate.
The city gates of the royal city have long lost their legendary golden luster.
Gilding is a technical skill, and it is said that it was invented by an alchemist and taught to a bird-handler.
From then on, "goldware" entered people's daily lives, especially the daily lives of prominent families.
Caroline also looked in that direction, and suddenly a commotion broke out at the wide-open city gate.
Soon, three tall, magnificent horses entered the royal city.
Next came the fully armed knights, along with their squires, attendants, physicians, blacksmiths, and a large retinue of servants.
After that came the royal cavalry, infantry, and various special types of warriors.
In short, this is a triumphant team after a resounding victory.
Caroline heard the shouts and screams of the woman beside her, and the cheers of the city's inhabitants: "Long live Sinclair!"
"Long live King Koeman!"
The day of victory is always more worthy of celebration than any holiday.
It was a happy time, but Caroline alone had a stern face.
She knew very well that her opponent would use this victory to expand his power.
If the enemy is strong and one does not advance, it means decline.
Caroline was preoccupied and had no interest in watching the entire triumphal procession. She walked up the spiral staircase and climbed down the Tower of the Thin Giant.
Back at the Heraldry Hall, it was now completely deserted.
Everyone had heavy workloads, even Jonas, who, along with several cabinet members, came to the gates of Buckingham Castle to greet the victorious general.
Caroline also had work to do, and although the noise made the stained glass tremble slightly, she had to calm down.
She was responsible for handling several disputes within the royal city and providing a solution for review by the Herald or Chief Herald.
These are often trivial matters that the royal family is too lazy to care about, but the necessary procedures still need to be followed, otherwise it would be a dereliction of duty on the part of the royal family.
Therefore, these tasks were only handled by heraldic squires like Caroline, and were subject to many restrictions.
For example, no more than three ordinary soldiers could be mobilized, and the funds allowed to be used were less than two small silver coins.
In fact, once the budget exceeds a small silver coin, the likelihood of the proposal being rejected increases significantly.
Merrick's heraldic officers generally referred to the people of the royal city as "troublemakers." They were protected by the royal family but never felt grateful, instead acting like despicable leeches, always thinking of sucking the blood from the national treasury.
He was very sensitive to numbers, and every time Caroline submitted a proposal to him for review, he would inevitably question her, believing that the budget she provided was unreasonable and demanding that it be cut in half.
Although Caroline was unhappy, she had no choice but to comply.
She also knew that everything cost money, and that the national treasury was indeed not abundant.
Otherwise, the Chancellor of the Exchequer wouldn't have gotten into a fight with the Treasurer in the Conquest Gallery five days ago.
Although the two men, both bruised and battered, tacitly claimed that they had fallen accidentally, everyone knew the truth.
In fact, Caroline's salary last month was delayed by seven days due to the war.
She wasn't in a hurry; her busy work schedule left her no time to spend money.
She used to visit the royal city once a month, but that habit has been broken for a long time.
Looking back, she realized it had been a long time since she had applied for a private vacation.
Caroline didn't know what she could do in private either.
She had no one she wanted to dress up for, and no companions to share her emotions with.
"I don't need it either," Caroline told herself. "This world is full of people who don't care about others."
Caroline is always exceptionally focused when she works.
Before she knew it, she had already handled five cases.
When you're busy, time always flies by.
Herald Dwight had returned to the Heraldry at some point, along with Herald Squire Hilde.
Caroline felt her eyes were a little dry, so she pressed the corners of her eyes a few times with her right hand.
He then got up and prepared to make himself a cup of black tea.
In terms of tea-making skills, no one in the Heralderys can compare to Jonas.
Besides his own beard, this person was most particular about beverages, and he was always tireless in inventing new drinks or ways of drinking them.
Just as I thought of this, the two pushed open the door and entered.
It was Jonas and Merrick; they had clearly just met with the victorious sergeants and were still discussing the matter.
"A reward! They're all parasites! Didn't the king pay them their wages?"
Merrick spoke with great enthusiasm, as if he were the one paying.
Jonas shrugged. "It was the eldest princess's request, and the Prime Minister agreed. Oh, Anne, make me a cup too."
Caroline nodded.
"Greedy bitch! Verifying military merits and distributing rewards is a huge workload; it's really causing trouble."
Merrick pulled out a chair and sat down, then waved to Caroline, "Miss Booker, me too."
"This is a great victory, and the royal family needs such a victory to establish its prestige," Jonas said. "In fact, the most important thing is to coordinate the division of the winning country among the various participating nobles. And this requires me to step in, although I am also having a headache, but it is the only thing I can do."
"Hmph! Thank you, Master Booker," Merrick said. "However, I must say, this battle was fought beautifully. The only problem was that even though the royal family had accepted the Lorraine family's letter of surrender, those arrogant families dared to disobey orders and launch an unjust attack."
"The Slaughter of the Setting Sun, that's what the people of the kingdom now call that raid," Jonas said. "The Reynolds, Knight, Summers, Baldwin, and all their vassals, totaling more than five thousand, stormed the wide-open Harvest Castle, broke into the castle, and carried out the massacre."
"Soldiers, knights, and even maids were not spared. It is said that the Lorraine family's castle was like a crushed tomato, with blood splattering all over the town."
Jonas took a sip of tea: "These men were the instigators of the war, and they were probably among those who assassinated the two Dukes of the Plains. And those women had previously brought endless terror to the northwest of the kingdom, so they were more afraid of retaliation than anyone else. Therefore, they were only thinking about wiping out the entire Lorraine bloodline."
"Despicable! Shameless! These people deserve to go to hell! Although I don't like the Lorraine family either, they really went too far this time," Merrick said through gritted teeth. "And instead of reprimanding them, the Eldest Princess included them in the list of those to be commended."
"We are subjects of the Sinclair family and should not insist on the royal family's decision," Jonas shrugged. "However, shouldn't Lorraine Plains be renamed from now on?"
"Yes, although no one is willing to reveal who the new Duke of Lorraine is, there is not a single survivor in the entire castle. The Lorraine family has completely fallen."
Caroline listened quietly, and before she knew it, her palms were sweating.
Massacre of the city —
Although she knew that in the vortex of power, compassion was the most foolish quality.
But if her opponent is such a ruthless person.
Should she follow suit?