System: Build My Own Territory Chapter 1018 - 296: Just You? (10,000 Words)

Under the curtain of night.

Within the Louis Manor residence.

Perhaps it is because the Black Night is about to pass, and dawn is about to come.

The oil lamps on the wall of the reception hall, as the animal oil is nearly exhausted, emit a faint light.

Blown by the breezes entering the hall, they sway as though about to extinguish.

Except for the guards at the door and the patrolling guards within the manor’s territory.

Almost everyone else is asleep.

Silence envelops the entire manor residence.

One can even hear snores resonating from various rooms of the manor residence.

At the manor residence’s entrance, four or five guards sit close to the bonfire.

Although the wood in the bonfire crackles faintly, emitting ’crack’ sounds.

It still cannot awaken the deep night’s drowsiness.

The four or five guards, heads hanging low, crouch against the logs behind them.

Suddenly.

The sound of galloping hooves arises from the distant darkness of the manor residence.

Deep and powerful.

Perhaps due to shallow sleep, a guard is startled awake.

Gerard Bennett opens his languid eyes and looks over.

A mile or two away, the flames of two torches move quickly in the dark.

Under Gerard’s gaze, they rapidly approach from afar.

Though unaware of what has happened.

He can vaguely sense the urgency and haste with which the two cavalrymen are driving their mounts.

Gerard turns his gaze, intending to alert the other guards.

But seeing them drooling and snoring soundly, he chooses to give up.

Rising from beside the logs, Gerard stands on the muddy ground, waiting for the cavalrymen to arrive.

Even if it’s too dark and too far for Gerard to see the faces of the approaching cavalrymen.

He knows them nonetheless.

The returning cavalry to the manor residence are Louis Manor’s patrolling guards.

Because Louis Manor’s night patrol is done in pairs!

Besides.

In such deep night, who would dare intrude into Master Neil’s manor territory?

With Gerard’s waiting, the flames of the two torches draw nearer.

Amid the deep and resonant sound of hooves, Gerard sees clearly the faces of the two upon horseback.

They are indeed the late-night patrol guards!

Gerard is just about to speak when the guards on horseback urgently shout.

"Gerard, move aside! Move aside!"

"I must see Master Neil!"

The guard’s loud words directly awaken the few guards resting beside the bonfire.

They open their eyes, scanning their surroundings in puzzled, groggy alertness.

Seeing the horses not decelerating in the slightest, Gerard is startled and quickly steps aside.

Allowing the two guards to ride their mounts toward the entrance of the manor residence.

Gerard runs after them.

As the guards pull their reins to a sudden halt and dismount.

Gerard hurriedly asks the guard.

"Basil, didn’t the Guard Captain assign you to patrol at night?"

"Why did you come back in such haste? What happened?"

Basil glances at Gerard, his expression grave.

"A large number of cavalry are advancing toward the manor residence!"

"Where is the Guard Captain?"

"Forget it! There’s no time!"

With those words.

Basil, as if deciding firmly, strides to the manor residence, pushes open the door, and enters.

Watching Basil’s figure disappear, Gerard is utterly astonished.

A large number of cavalry?

What a joke.

Where would Alba Town get a large number of cavalry?

The next second.

Gerard recalls the courier guard from Connelly Manor who came to Louis Manor a short while ago!

The messenger guard informed Master Neil of a battalion of armored soldiers about to enter Alba Town to attack Connelly Manor!

However, because Master Neil did not believe Kasong City had such an army of armored soldiers.

Or perhaps for other reasons.

Master Neil directly expelled Connelly Manor’s messenger guard.

If a battalion of armored soldiers is indeed advancing on Connelly Manor.

Now a large number of cavalry are attacking Louis Manor...

It makes perfect sense!

Thinking of this, Gerard quickly follows Basil with hurried steps.

Perhaps due to the urgency, Gerard can feel Basil’s fast pace.

Almost not much different from running.

Gerard also starts to run quickly.

Passing through the reception hall on the first floor of the manor residence, they reach the deep stairway.

Gerard follows Basil, stepping upward.

Arriving on the second floor, the two speed toward Neil Manor Lord’s bedroom.

Reaching the double wooden doors.

Basil doesn’t hesitate, raises his right hand, and knocks on the door.

Knock~Knock~Knock~

The deep and rhythmic knocking sound emerges.

Basil leans his head close to the door crack, respectfully calling inside.

"Master Neil, Basil has an urgent matter to report to you!"

Seconds pass with no response from Master Neil’s bedroom.

Basil, somewhat anxious, raises his right hand again, knocking harder.

Unlike using the knuckle joints earlier.

This time, Basil’s right hand clenches into a fist, almost pounding the wooden door.

Knock! Knock!

The low and resounding pounding resounds on the second floor.

Standing next to Basil, Gerard feels inexplicably tense.

Master Neil particularly dislikes being disturbed during his rest.

Especially.