Chapter 213 Swearing by the Ancestors

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and several people immediately stopped talking and stood up.

Soon, the servants opened the door and a black-haired young man walked into the room.

He had a handsome face, with facial features as hard as if they were carved by a knife or an axe. When he saw the few people, he smiled and nodded.

"Hello, I am the lord of this place. You can call me William. Are you all sea merchants?"

Josh, Ken and Jeremiah looked at each other. They were pirates, engineers and speculators, but they were not really maritime merchants.

The three of them saluted in unison, "Yes, we all are."

"Great, I'm gathering the merchants." William clapped his hands, sat on the armchair, and motioned for them to sit down. "I wonder what you are selling? Do you have an empty ship? I hope to bring some food to the North."

The North?

This news surprised several people. Ken and Jeremiah looked at each other, and it was Ken who spoke first: "Sir, why do you want to transport grain to the North? Our ship just came back from the North. Due to the threat of the White Plague, several lords had a dispute and it was in chaos. There were victims everywhere."

"That's right, that's why I want to transport food to the North." William said with a sad face, "When I think of those poor victims still suffering in the North, I can't just sit there and watch. I want to transport some food there first to alleviate the famine there."

Several people were surprised and looked at each other, completely at a loss as to what to say.

The Principality of Tis is quite far from the northern border, and the disaster victims cannot come here anyway. Moreover, this "prince" wants to transport food there, not people. Regardless of whether this is a good way to provide disaster relief, is he really doing this for no reward, just for disaster relief? Ken looked at the "prince", his eyes were deep, and his face was full of determination. If he didn't know what good things he had done, he would have been deceived.

Even at this moment, seeing the prince's firm look, Ken still had a subconscious urge to trust him.

Jeremiah suddenly spoke up: "We are coming back from the north. The situation there is terrible. We brought back a lot of refugees on our ship."

Ken's eyes lit up. Yes, there were refugees on their ship. If this "prince" was really as kind as he appeared to be, he should accept these refugees.

Now he's in trouble.

The prince's eyes lit up and he stood up excitedly: "Really? You are such a kind person, but..."

When he came, Ken felt his heart tightened. He didn't know why. He had left Tis when he was young, but he subconsciously had some inexplicable expectations for the prince.

What reason would he find to reject these people? "I just need you to pick up a few more refugees. I am willing to settle them in my territory and I will pay for all the expenses!"

There was complete silence in the room.

Ken opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt the words stuck in his throat, painfully.

This "prince" was Jeremiah who reacted first. He took the opportunity to say, "Sir, we were hired by the Lord of Castel to go to the North to help a lady named Nora."

"Is she in any trouble?"

Jeremiah took a deep breath and suppressed his annoyance at being interrupted. "She was once a novice of the White Crow Principality, a monk of the Silent Temple. As you know, there are many refugees from the White Crow Principality in the North, and they have some conflicts with the local lords."

"The Silent Temple and the Candlelight Society were at odds with each other, and the friction eventually led to a bloody conflict. Count Bazel from the North slaughtered two refugee settlements, and Nora led the remaining people to confront them."

The truth of the matter is much more complicated than this. Behind Bazel are the shadows of the three dukes of the North, and the Queen's power is also secretly fanning the flames. But Jeremiah has no intention of saying more to this "prince". He can't send troops to help Nora, right?

Let’s talk about the missing Castel. It is so close to the Territory of Tis, and the lord will not ignore it even for self-protection.

The "Prince" slammed the table and stood up with an angry look on his face: "What did you say?!"

"It is absolutely true. The news of Count Bazel's massacre of refugees has spread throughout the entire northern border. There is chaos over there now. The forces of the three grand dukes and the people of the White Crow Principality are all entangled. That is why our lord sent..."

"Euan! Go check this out!"

William turned and looked at the man dressed as a butler in the room. The other party immediately nodded and left. Then he slowly turned around and looked at Jeremiah.

"Sir, the news you brought is very important. I will send someone to deal with this matter. If Count Bazel really did something so outrageous, I will not sit idly by. I will send troops and persuade the Queen to send troops to the north to save those poor refugees!"

The Prince saw the expressions of the others and immediately said, "I know you may not believe me, but I swear by my ancestors that if what you said is true, I will do my best to help the respectable Ms. Nora."

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Swear by ancestors? This is not an oath that can be made casually. For nobles, swearing by ancestors is equivalent to gambling their entire reputation. Only extremely important matters are worth making such a solemn oath.

Is Nora's matter important? Of course it is important. Countless refugees died, and the people in the North suffered and the corpses were everywhere. But what does this have to do with him, the lord of Tis? The two places are so far apart. Even if Hughes is willing to accept refugees, it is for population and labor.

What's more, he has not yet been canonized by the Queen, so he cannot be considered an official lord.

Jeremiah's face twitched and he had no idea what to say.

This "prince", really... naive? Kind? One-sided? Forget it, at least he was willing to pay the fee, and didn't ask these sea merchants to work for nothing. Jeremiah suddenly came to his senses, and was almost fooled. He was not a real sea merchant, and no matter what the lord was doing, it had nothing to do with him.

He just had to direct the conversation to Castel.

But before he could open his mouth, he heard a trembling question: "Really? Will you really go to save Ms. Nora?"

Jeremiah turned his head and glared at Ken with disappointment.

Ken opened his eyes wide at this moment, looking at the "Prince" in disbelief. He was unwilling to believe it, but the other party swore by his ancestors. Looking at the anger and determination on the "Prince's" face, Ken couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

He is also a Tis. (End of this chapter)