I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 117 Messenger

Da da da da...

A young soldier, recently married, is riding a horse through the forest.

He was the soldier sent by Baron Talis to deliver the order—Bogi.

Two days passed quickly.

He didn't get close to his destination until noon on the third day.

The forest, which had remained largely unchanged over time, now shows obvious signs of human activity.

It's a tree stump.

Seeing more and more tree stumps in front of him, Bogi knew he hadn't gone to the wrong place.

As the baron's most skilled soldier at riding ordinary horses, he certainly had that ability.

"A slave-catching team..."

As a guard living in Talis, Bogi was no stranger to the word.

Although those slave hunters appeared as mercenaries, it was an open secret.

Anyone with close ties to Baron Talis knows this.

He had also heard many rumors about "slave camps".

But this was Bogi's first time actually being here.

He wouldn't have dared to come if it weren't for Baron Talis's insistence.

Putting aside the church's rule against entering the ruins of the war of gods, the forests in the wild are also very dangerous.

Moreover, in the past, it was always the slave-catching teams that took the initiative to contact him; he was merely delivering documents and messages within human territory.

This was the first time the Baron had taken the initiative to issue orders to the slave-catching team.

He walked forward a while longer, and the surrounding environment completely changed.

A field appeared ahead.

A simple platform made of logs was built next to the farmland.

The platform is less than two people high, but it still provides some advantage in terms of visibility.

Bogi looked up and saw a guy who looked like a soldier standing there.

The reason I say "looks like a soldier" is simply because the guy's equipment was too rudimentary.

Bogi slowed his horse down and sized up the soldier wearing filthy thick cloth armor.

The soldier shouted, "Who are you?"

Bogi reached out and dismounted, then turned sideways and moved the shield behind him to his chest.

The top is made of scarlet fabric and features a painted eagle.

He shouted in return, "I am here at the behest of Baron Talis to bring you new orders!"

The soldier squinted, walked to the edge of the platform, glanced at it, and quickly climbed down from the platform.

"So this is what the Baron meant. Please follow me."

The baron has never sent soldiers on his own initiative!

This is absolutely a big deal!

He quickly jogged forward to lead the way.

An unruly slave-catching team.

Bogi squinted at the soldier, then lightly spurred his horse to catch up.

He glanced at the fields casually as he passed by.

As a soldier, Bogi naturally received some land from Baron Talis.

He could tell at a glance that something was wrong with this field.

The wheat seedlings in the field were not only growing poorly, but many were also yellow.

The harvest is unlikely to be very good.

Although Bogi had heard about the Baron's ordeal from various sources and was worried about what would happen next.

But this forest doesn't seem to have anything of value.

There are quite a lot of trees.

However, fresh timber wasn't very expensive, and they hoped to use it to cover the church's fines...

Ugh.

Bogi sighed inwardly.

"Little Radish, where are you going? What's this?"

"The Baron has brought orders; I must take him to see the Chief."

"Okay, okay."

Bogi glanced at the soldiers on the high platform, who were also dressed in simple, thick cloth armor. At some point, rows of small earthen houses came into view.

He had heard of these mud houses; they were all built by pasting mud with tree branches.

It is said that it was built by the savages who originally lived here, and the slave-catching teams just kept using it.

"Sir, the largest house up ahead is the chief's house."

The soldier leading the way spoke up to remind him, and Bogi subconsciously looked up.

A wall made of thick logs came into his view, and a pointed wooden roof broke through the wall's obstruction.

This is what a proper house should be like!

Bogi lightly kicked the horse, urging it to go faster. The soldier leading the way glanced at it discreetly and quickly ran towards the big house.

We can't keep the leader waiting any longer!

There was also a simple platform at the entrance of the log enclosure, where the guard asked about the situation.

Bogi stopped his horse and repeated what he had said earlier. The guards immediately turned and walked toward the big house.

The soldier leading the way and Bogi exchanged a glance.

"Sir, let me help you down."

Bogi nodded.

He couldn't possibly ride a horse into the house.

With the help of the soldiers leading the way, Bogi struggled to dismount, carrying a giant shield on his back.

This giant shield is so heavy!

It's heavier than when he's wearing a full set of armor!

Your Excellency is truly a nobleman!

Just as he was feeling sentimental, two footsteps approached him.

Bogi turned his head and saw the two people walking out of the house and in front of him.

In addition to the guards, there was a middle-aged man who looked very mild-mannered.

The middle-aged man was lean and wore a yellow and white wool robe. His flaxen hair and beard were neatly groomed, making him look like a clerk or a priest.

Bogi had never met him.

Shouldn't the leader of the slave-catching team be a big guy?

The soldier leading the way said, "Lord Evork, these are the Baron's soldiers. The Baron has given orders."

Hearing this, Evock nodded.

He looked at Bogi and said, "I am Evok, the mercenary's financial manager. You can think of me as the team's steward; I'm also in charge of paperwork."

Bogi frowned, then turned to reveal Baron Talis's massive shield: "My name is Bogi, and I have come to convey the orders of your leader at the behest of Lord Baron Talis."

He wanted to see the leader.

Not a butler or clerk.

Evork immediately patted the soldier who had just entered the house to report the news: "Go and call the chief and the overseer. They are training in the open field."

"Oh, yes, Lord Evok."

The soldier jogged away.

Evok then looked at the soldier who had brought Bogi over: "What are you doing standing here? Go back to your post."

"Yes, sir."

Once the two soldiers had dispersed, Evok stepped aside and said, "Please come in and wait a moment."

Bogi walked into the house somewhat displeased.

Ivor walked alongside him.

As he walked, he said, "Bogi, I've heard of you. Many say you're the best horseman among Baron Talis's soldiers."

Bogi smiled.

"Who told you that?"

Evork replied with a smile, "Many people, some servants, some soldiers. Like Zwan, who serves the Baron, and that strong soldier Gaimour."

Bogi initially had a smile on his face, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his expression froze, and the corners of his mouth slowly withdrew.

He pushed open the door and entered the room: "I'm glad you said that, but you'd better not put those two names together. They'll fight."

The furnishings inside were very simple.

There was a long table and a circle of chairs, plus six closed wooden cabinets against the wall, and that was all the furniture.

Bogey's words piqued Ivor's interest.

He pulled out a chair nearby: "Sit down, the leader will be here soon."

Bogi nodded and took a seat.

Evock glanced at the door and asked curiously, "I've heard about those two too. Apparently, the Baron seems to favor Zwann, which causes some conflict between them. But it doesn't seem that serious?"

"Zwan's... Gaimur... alas."

Bogi intended to say it, but seemed unsure how to say it.

He paused, but ultimately didn't continue.

Evok didn't ask any further questions. He walked to the other side of the long table and began to write and draw on the sand table there.

Bogi peered over and took a look.

It's covered in all sorts of graphics, and I have no idea what it's trying to say.

Just as Bogi was wondering what was going on, footsteps sounded outside.