Burning the Grain to Settle the Accounts
Inside the city lord's mansion in Blackwater City, a short and fat man was pacing anxiously back and forth in a spacious and bright study.
He would occasionally stop and gaze at the scenery outside the window, as if waiting for the arrival of some important person.
Time ticked by, and finally, a soft knock on the door broke the silence inside.
The short, stout man turned around abruptly, but before he could ask a question, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a young figure walked straight in.
The young man shouted, "Governor, the rebels are here!"
Surprisingly, the short and fat man in front of them was none other than the Governor of Raine County — Viscount Krick!
However, at this moment, the expression on his face was unusually strange, quite different from that of ordinary people.
Normally, if an ordinary person learns that rebels are about to attack, they would be thrown into extreme panic, at a loss, and in complete chaos.
But Viscount Krick was an exception. He showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he displayed an indescribable ecstasy, as if something he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
Viscount Krick shouted urgently, "Hurry! Gaita! You must order the grain convoy to set off immediately!"
Didn't we already make all the preparations?
Upon hearing Viscount Krick's roar, the young man called Gaita quickly replied, "Please rest assured, sir!"
I have already arranged everything according to your instructions.
Just now, the grain transport fleet has successfully set sail.
"That's good! That's good!"
Upon hearing this, Krick finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still somewhat uneasy, he paced around to make sure everything was alright before asking again, "Are you sure everything's okay? We already informed the grain transport officer of the convoy beforehand. What's the situation now?"
The young man wore a confident smile and patted his chest as he assured Krick, "Sir, you can rest assured!"
That grain transport official has already been bribed by us, and his whole family still lives in the city. If he dares to betray us, none of his family members will survive!
Therefore, he would absolutely not dare to make any unusual moves. As soon as he discovered the rebels were attacking, he would definitely not hesitate to order his men to set the entire fleet on fire!
A barely perceptible smile appeared on Krick's face. He nodded slightly, indicating his satisfaction, and said, "In that case, there are no more problems."
If we can successfully burn the entire fleet transporting the grain and capture the soldiers and laborers responsible for the transport as prisoners of war, then the accounts for this grain can be perfectly settled.
"At that time, I will naturally have enough confidence to report back to Lord Pelei!"
Suddenly remembering something, he pulled a letter from the table beside him and handed it to Gaita, instructing him, "Gaita, send someone to Silver Maple City. Make sure it reaches Viscount Pele."
"Yes!"
Gaita left the study with the letter.
After Gaita left, Krick slowly sat down in the somewhat old wooden chair, staring blankly ahead, muttering to himself, "This really took a lot of effort... but thankfully, it's finally resolved."
"I helped Viscount Pele cover up the shortfall in this batch of military rations, and now that guy owes me a huge favor!" As he said this, a sly smile, barely perceptible, appeared on Krick's face.
"Hmm... If one day I really decide to lead Blackwater City to join those damned rebels, then even if the Duchy ultimately wins this war, that bastard Pelei will definitely defend me and clear my name!"
After all, if he dared to be perfunctory, I could simply go to the Grand Duke and report his shameful act of colluding with several other Legion Commander to illegally sell military rations!