Chapter 480: 478 Undercurrent (Part 1)_1
 

At the foot of White Dew City, Beatrice once again approached the Blood Knight Army single-handedly.

This time, Colin greeted her quite gentlemanly.

The two met in the middle of the military formation and the city.

“Knight Beatrice, we meet again.”

“Count Angler, by coming to White Dew City with so much fanfare, do you mean to break our agreement?”

Colin shrugged, somewhat helplessly, “You can’t blame me for that, the royal envoy was too fast.”

“So we’re just going to give up?” Beatrice asked reluctantly.

“Give up?” Colin chuckled, “Those two words don’t exist in my dictionary.”

Beatrice’s eyes lit up, immediately she queried, “Count Angler, do you have a good idea?”

Colin looked at the towering city walls of White Dew City and said slowly, “Since the War Order has already arrived in White Dew City, of course, I can’t provoke any further.”

Listening to Colin emphasize the word “proactively”, Beatrice somewhat understood, and continued, “You mean to let the Easterners take the first move?”

“Yes.”

Beatrice, however, slowly shook her head and said, “You may be disappointed. The Easterners are more than willing to cease fire with the North Territory, why would they initiate?”

Colin gave Beatrice a meaningful look and said, “Are you not an Easterner?”

“You mean, let me initiate?” Beatrice looked at Colin in disbelief.

“Yes. I know you don’t have many troops in the city, but you can choose a time to assassinate me!”

Hearing this, Beatrice’s heart missed a beat, her eyes started to involuntarily avoid Colin’s.

She quickly realized that Colin’s expression remained unchanged and began to calm down.

Unaware of Beatrice’s change, Colin continued, “Since you’ve decided to assassinate the Archbishop of the East, you must have prepared for escape. It shouldn’t matter if you take on another crime of ignoring the War Order and assassinating a count of the Empire.

As long as you hurt me, the Blood Knight Army will have reason to enter the city to protect their master.”

Then, you can arrange for a trusted person to open the city gate for the Blood Knight Army, who will then help you eliminate the protective forces around Mrs. Kate. You know what to do next, right?”

Beatrice looked deeply at Colin, then nodded decisively.

“Good, let’s do as you say!”

Subsequently, Colin returned to the military formation, ordered Knight Logh to lead the army to camp outside the city, and then entered White Dew City with Prince Harrison, Princess Judy, and one hundred guards, following Beatrice.

Walking on the streets of White Dew City, Colin casually looked around, admiring the scenery of this Eastern capital.

Compared to the grandeur of Winterfell City, White Dew City lacked some majesty, but had more refinement and architecture influenced by Elves from the nearby Bright Moon Forest, emphasizing harmony with nature and use of bas relief and pillars.

Compared to regular enclosed buildings, these Eastern buildings with colonnades lack a sense of restraint and create a rich play of light and shadow as well as alterations in visual perception under the sun. They also blend the interior and exterior by including the outside scenery as part of the architectural decoration.

This was Colin’s first visit to White Dew City, and he immediately fell in love with it.

Regrettably, the citizens here obviously did not like this Count from the North Territory.

Walking down the street, numerous Easterners showed their hostile gaze towards Colin, if it weren’t for the soldiers standing on both sides of the road, these angry Easterners would have already rushed forward.

Under these hostile gazes, Prince Harrison and Princess Judy seemed somewhat nervous, but Colin acted as if nothing had happened, still looking at the buildings lining the streets with interest.

And because of that, Colin did not notice two familiar faces hidden among the angry Easterners.

“Let’s go, sister. In this situation, your assassination attempt will not succeed.”

Count Evan lowered the brim of his hat, trying his best to hide behind the crowd, and urged Anna next to him.

Anna stared at the tall figure of Colin, who was riding on the back of a horse, her right hand gripping the hilt of her sword, her veins bulging as if she ready to draw her sword at any moment.

Seeing this, Count Evan quickly held his sister’s hand, leaned into her ear, and whispered, “Anna, trust me, attempting an assassination now would only alert the enemy.”

Anna turned to look at her brother, her eyes red as she defiantly said, “So we should just not avenge our father’s death?”

“Of course we should!” Count Evan said firmly, “But not like this. Trust me, I have a better way!”

Anna stared into her brother’s eyes for a long while, finally sighed, and let go of the sword hilt.

Count Evan quickly pulled his sister along, squeezed out of the crowded people, and walked briskly toward the city gate along the alley.

As they walked, Anna became more and more confused, finally she couldn’t help but speak up, “Brother, are we going in the wrong direction? White Dew Fortress is that way.”

“No, we can’t go to White Dew Fortress.”

“Why not?”

“Because once I go to White Dew Fortress, I will be put under house arrest.”

Seeing Anna’s confused face, Count Evan sighed and said, “Stop asking sister, just follow me if you trust me.”

Anna bit her lip and remained silent, allowing her brother to lead her through the city.

“Stop right there, this is a military area, unrelated people cannot get close!”

In front of the city tower, two siblings were stopped by a patrol of soldiers.

“I have urgent military information to report, could you let me see your superior?”

The soldier looked at Count Evan, seeing that even though his clothing was ordinary, the sword hanging from his waist did not seem ordinary, he said,

“Then you can wait here.”

Not long after, a knight came to Count Evan under the guidance of the soldier.

“What urgent military information do you need to report?”

Count Evan looked at the badge on the knight’s armor, he lifted the brim of his hat, revealing half of his face, and said, “I want to see Count Nicoll, can you take me to him?”

“The Count is not someone you can see as you please…” As the knight began speaking, he stopped abruptly, having finally recognized the person in front of him, “You… are you Count Evan?”

“Ssh!” Count Evan put his finger to his lips, “Don’t reveal me, take me to Count Nicoll.”

The knight nodded dully, and then led Count Evan and Anna onto the city tower.

At the top of the city, Count Nicoll stood, transfixed by the Blood Knight Army setting up camp outside the city, presumably lost in thought.

“Count, this gentleman… wants to see you!”

Count Nicoll frowned, not even bothering to turn around, he asked, “Who wants to see me?”

“It’s me.”

Hearing this slightly familiar voice, Count Nicoll finally turned around, then he saw the face of Count Evan with a slight smile.

“Count Evan…” Count Nicoll exclaimed in surprise, but then immediately lowered his voice, “When did you enter the city?”

“I’ve been in the city for a while now,” Count Evan said vaguely, “Can we go somewhere else? I don’t want anyone else to know I’m here.”

“Alright, please follow me.”