Chapter 1106: Chapter 310: Invaders? No, Liberators!
"But in my view... we are the liberators of Benitez Manor!"
Earlâs eyebrows instantly raised.
Wesley said lightly, "If we donât enter Boxi Town, if we donât eradicate Benitez Manor,"
"these guards and peasants will forever be oppressed and exploited by Benitez Manor."
"From birth to death, they cannot change their identity as peasants."
"Living every day hungry, beaten by the Manor Lord or guards."
"However!"
"After we destroy these manors, they will be taken to Lord Master Lynnâs Morgan Town and territory."
"They will live a life of three meals a day, with meat at every meal, in brand-new red brick houses."
"As long as they work hard, they can even obtain privatized land belonging to them!"
"With the command of Lord Master Lynn, and the protection of us, the armored soldiers."
"They no longer need to worry about the ravages of war!"
"Not to mention, Lord Master Lynn provides residents with free education, medical care, and other benefits..."
Wesley looked directly at Earl and asked.
"Earl, with this contrast, do you think we are invaders or liberators?"
Earlâs mouth slightly opened: "Invaders..."
Originally wanting to blurt out, the words immediately stopped.
After a moment of thought in his mind, a flash of determination passed through Earlâs eyes, and he spoke.
"No, liberators!"
Wesley raised his eyebrows and gave Earl an approving look.
"Very good!"
"As long as you can understand this logic, it is more useful than gaining any combat experience!"
Earl respectfully nodded.
Wesley, changing the topic, continued.
"Relay my command, increase marching speed, swiftly return to Morgan Town!"
Earl responded loudly, "Yes, I will adhere to Master Wesleyâs command!"
As the voice fell.
Earl pulled the reins on his right hand, changed the direction of his warhorse, and lightly squeezed with his legs.
The warhorse instinctively understood, stepped forward, and galloped towards the back of the team.
Cries rang out from Earlâs mouth.
"Relay Master Wesleyâs command, the entire army increase marching speed, swiftly return to Morgan Town!"
"Relay Master Wesleyâs command..."
In the midst of Earlâs cries, the originally steady advancing team began to speed up.
Mixed sounds of footsteps arose and subsided in the fields.
...
On the other side of Boxi Town.
A guard dressed in a linen robe, riding on horseback.
The reins in his hand constantly flapping, trying to make the horse accelerate.
The horse galloping on a gravel and mud road, far ahead are stretches of towering mountains.
Behind the towering mountains, stands a city in the vast plains.
There, is where Kakasong City is located!
In the guardâs continuous riding.
The horse passed through the layers of towering mountains ahead.
As the guardâs gaze gradually widened.
The silhouette of the distant city appeared in the guardâs view.
Once more urging the horse, to increase the galloping speed.
As the guard progressed towards Kakasong City, the horseâs path widened.
On both sides of the path.
A team returning to Kakasong City after labor appeared as well.
Perhaps because the guardâs horse speed was too fast.
A team of Free People cast curious eyes.
Through a large field.
Approaching the city gate.
The guard finally began to pull the reins, slowing down his mount...
He dismounted, approached the soldiers guarding the city gate.
Inconspicuously slipping pence into the soldierâs hand.
With a smile, the guard introduced himself.
"Gentlemen, I am Zachary Jackson, a guard from McKinley Manor in Boxi Town."
"Following instructions of Bruce McKinley, coming to Kakasong City to meet the Viscount."
"May the gentlemen show some leniency..."
The captain of the guards ignored Zacharyâs words, slightly brushed the pence with his right hand.
Ten pences.
Enough to enjoy a few drinks at the tavern in the city.
The captain of the guards spoke flatly: "Go in."
Zachary relaxed, quickly expressing gratitude.
"Thank you, gentlemen..."
Repeated thanks.
Only then did Zachary mount his horse, riding through the city gate.
Perhaps because it was noon, Kakasong City was bustling with people, teeming with moving figures.
Zachary had to slow the horseâs pace, walking leisurely on the cobblestone path.
Kakasong City is not Boxi Town.
Among these pedestrians, there were nobles and manor lords from around Kakasong City.
Even merchants from other regions who came to Kakasong City...
Zachary dared not recklessly gallop within the city.
Stopping and going all the way.
Until half an hour later.
Zachary arrived in front of a castle building that stood more than ten meters high.
Pulling the reins, halting his horse.
Zachary dismounted, walked towards the castle gates guarded by several plate armor soldiers.
Bow respectfully, speaking to the soldiers in a humble tone.
"Gentlemen, I am a guard from McKinley Manor in Boxi Town."
"By the command of Lord Bruce McKinley, thereâs an important report for the Viscount."
"Please, gentlemen, pass the message..."
One of the plate armor soldiers glanced up and down at Zachary.
"Wait here."