Chapter 368 The people were taken away
Dorothy had been staying in the upstairs room of the tavern for the last two days.

The queen did not invite them to stay in the palace. The explanation she gave was that the chaos at the time caused some houses to collapse, and all forces were currently concentrated on rebuilding Goliath's walls and roads, so the construction of the palace had to be postponed.

The dilapidated palace was not suitable for hosting guests.

But Dorothy knew very well that being treated coldly was probably due to her poor performance in the palace, and she could do nothing about it.

She thought that Lind was exaggerating and was a flatterer who was trying to control the queen to control the entire Rand Kingdom, so of course she would not have a good tone.

With nowhere else to go, they stayed in taverns.

Fortunately, you can enjoy the treatment of nobility by spending money here, and Dorothy enjoyed the meal very much.

"How did Lind prepare his weapons?" Dorothy (3_3) wiped her glasses gently.

The kitten jumped off her lap and meowed as it walked towards William who was standing at the door of the room.

Dorothy was very concerned about things related to Linde. She didn't believe that Linde was really willing to selflessly donate so many military supplies.

Moreover, this expedition will gather thousands of undead, and their appetites are not so easy to satisfy.

"He didn't give it to me." William bent down and picked up the cat.

"What?" Dorothy didn't think that Lind would go back on his word. The Duke's reputation was more important than his property. She also didn't think that Lind was unaware of the characteristics of the undead. There was no benefit in angering the greedy and crazy undead.

William continued, "The soldiers we arranged to join the expedition received allowances, weapons and clothes, but he gave nothing else to the undead."

"what?"

“A voucher that can be used to buy things in the store at a lower price.”

"What store?" Dorothy thought she must have missed something.

"The only benefit of the Undead joining the expeditionary force is that they are eligible to purchase the weapons and equipment sold by Lind at a high price."

"what?"

Not to mention Dorothy, even William is still confused.

Isn't this just getting something for nothing? I won't give you what I should give you now, but instead let you fight for my salary, and then come back to buy it after you get the salary.

"Did the immortal agree?" Dorothy thought that the possibility of the immortal agreeing was not very high.

"Those weapons and equipment are all good stuff." William commented, and he was also envious of some of the armor.

It’s not that Lind didn’t bleed, he was really bleeding profusely from the cuts.

"We in Griffin Castle can't produce those things." William's last sentence made Dorothy fall silent.

Dorothy always felt that something was wrong, but she reluctantly believed that Lind was really determined to deal with the Great Rift and was willing to spend all his wealth.

Such a huge amount of wealth made her feel terrified and heartbroken.

From the perspective of the nobility, wars should not be fought in a way that costs all the family wealth like Lind did. No matter who the enemy is, war should be fought for profit. If it is not possible to get richer by fighting, then war should not be started in the first place.

But Lind's selfless attitude changed Dorothy's opinion of Lind.

The expeditionary force is about to set off. The soldiers are responsible for the logistical work, while the undead with no organization or discipline are standing lazily by the side.

Dorothy will not go to the front line, she will return to Griffin Castle.

At present, the Griffin family has not paid much, just some disobedient undead, who will come back eventually. Apart from that, there are only a few dozen soldiers.

When Dorothy put on her glasses, she saw that William was wearing a brand new suit of armor and carrying a secret-patterned longsword. "Where did you get these?"

"General Lind gave it to me!" William replied.

"Linde?" Dorothy had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, William said, "Yes, Dorothy, I won't go back to Griffin Castle with you. I want to fight on the front line!"

"This is different from what we agreed." Dorothy was a little anxious.

On the front line, they could send other knights instead of putting a "Griffin" at risk.

Illegitimate children are also brothers and sisters, and blood relatives transcend everything.

But William was very serious: "The general promised to let me be the deputy captain of the assault team. I will go to the deepest part of the abyss!" Dorothy kept shaking her head: "That's courting death!"

William said calmly, not caring about life or death: "Maybe, but someone has to go deeper."

"Where's Lind? Didn't he say he was going to the front line too?" Dorothy asked. She had an increasingly bad impression of Lind, who put his brother in the most dangerous position.

"He is the leader of the assault team!"

Dorothy was silent.

Looking at William's expression, Dorothy knew that she couldn't persuade him back, so it was best to go find Lind now.

When Dorothy walked out of the tavern with her skirt lifted, she saw a few familiar-looking undead. They greeted her proactively, but Dorothy saw more. She discovered that these undead all wore lion badges, which were Alman's family emblems.

It's bad. Not only were his brothers pried away by Lind, but even the undead all chose to be loyal to Lind in a very short period of time. He was confident of victory when he came here, but he might be alone when he goes back.

She bit her lower lip lightly and got into the carriage.

The road is smooth and the horse trail was the first to be rebuilt to ensure normal passage and transportation of materials.

The carriage was stopped when it arrived at Arman's estate.

After the notification, the carriage was quickly allowed to enter. Dorothy, led by the housekeeper, went to the living room of the manor. Many rooms were blocked, and only this room was open.

She sat down and noticed a portrait hanging on the wall.

He was a weak and frail young boy.

Just as Dorothy was staring at the portrait, Lind's voice came from behind: "Boyd drew this for me when I was 17. We look like two people, right?"

She turned around and saw Lind, who was already wearing armor.

Compared to his elegant appearance when they last met in the palace, Lind now looks full of oppression, and his ferocious armor is like the fangs and claws of a lion.

Lind walked up to the portrait, then turned and looked at Dorothy.

It’s like the young him and the teenage him are in the same time and space, the immaturity is gone, but they are more like two completely different people.

"You asked William to go to the Big Rift?"

"He wanted to go on his own." Lind walked to the table and poured Dorothy a glass of wine.

But after noticing that Dorothy was shaking her head, he tilted his head back and drank it himself.

Not wasting is his principle, and it has always been so.

"You can't let him go."

"it is good."

Looking at Lind who agreed decisively, Dorothy opened her mouth and said, "You agreed?"

"He wanted to join the expeditionary force," Lind said, "I didn't ask him to join. If you can let him go back, I have no objection."

Dorothy clenched her fists. She thought Linde really agreed to help. It turned out that he had seen through William's character and knew that William would never leave.

"Only today!" Lind put down his glass. "The army will set out tomorrow. If he wants to leave then, he will be treated as a deserter."

He already has the potion formula, so Linde doesn't really care what will happen to the protagonist of that version.

A heroic knight cannot influence the outcome of a battle.

Dorothy's non-existent favorability towards Linde decreased again, but there was nothing she could do except glare at Linde a few more times.

Griffin Castle did not contribute anything to the expedition except the undead.

By bringing back the undead, making Lind compromise?
Dorothy knew she couldn't do it.

Although those undead have no loyalty at all, if they accept a "mission", they will not fear death and will be extremely loyal.

This time it's really broken.

(End of this chapter)