I raise elves in Florian

Chapter 171 Fortress City Frisch 2

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Anyway, I’m talking to Shutark.”

Lord Alden listened to Frilian's somewhat nonsensical words, not understanding what they had to do with his grandfather, especially since he was speaking to Hugh Tarker, not Frilian.

"Apologize."

Shi Yichen merely glanced at Lord Alden, and an extremely strong pressure filled the entire room, making Lord Alden and his butler behind him dare not move.

A mere lord dares to give her Frilian the cold shoulder? Does he have a death wish? Does he think that just because he's a nobleman, no one can do anything to him?

"I misspoke, I'm sorry."

Lord Alden quickly apologized to Frilian. Only after he apologized did Shi Yichen withdraw his oppressive aura, allowing Lord Alden and the butler to catch their breath.

"He is the vanguard of my team."

Frilian looked at Lord Alden and said, "Frilian's words have made it clear that she will not release them."

"I have a request for you to take on."

Lord Alden looked at Shi Yichen and Frilian and said that he really thought these two were the ones in charge of this group.

"Don't panic, let's go."

With that, Frillie prepared to get up and leave.

"Name your price, as long as it's within my capabilities."

Lord Alden continued speaking.

"Let's talk about compensation first."

Just as Frillie was about to get up and leave, she sat back down when she heard that the reward was up to them, and even picked up her teacup and pretended to take a couple of sips.

"I said, as long as I can do it."

Lord Alden looked at Frilian and said.

"The reward is a magic book."

Frillie looked at Lord Alden with a serious expression.

"Okay, is there anything else you need?"

Lord Alden thought he had misheard. Was it really that simple? Nothing else was required?

"I only want the magic book."

Frillie nodded and addressed Lord Alden again.

"Frilian..."

Shutalk never expected that Frilian would sell herself so quickly for a magic book.

"No problem. After this is over, you can choose any magic book and ten Strall gold coins."

Lord Alden nodded. He hadn't expected that Frilian would only ask for a magic book as payment. Even though Frilian only wanted one magic book, he would still give her some other compensation.

"Enough for three meals a day with dessert to last a whole year."

Philen whispered to Frilian.

What do you need us to do?

Frilian looked at Lord Alden.

"Please follow me."

Lord Alden rose and addressed Shi Yichen and the other four.

Although they didn't know where they were going, Shi Yichen and the others followed Lord Alden out of the living room.

"Shutark, where is your hometown?"

Lord Alden asked Hugh Tarker, who was following behind him.

"The village of warriors in the Kure region of the Central Kingdoms".

"Shutark said to Lord Alden."

"I see. Our family was originally a member of that village."

Lord Alden was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected to encounter warriors from the Warrior Village in the northern kingdoms after so many years.

"How is the village?"

Lord Alden looked at Hugh Tarker.

"The village of warriors has been attacked by demons and is now defunct."

I feel very down whenever I talk about this, Hugh Tarker.

"I see."

Lord Alden was saddened by the demise of the Warriors' Village, of which his family had once been.

As Lord Alden walked, he stopped in front of a painting.

“He is my eldest son, Wilt, my heir, and a hero of this city.”

Lord Alden looked at the people in the painting and spoke to Shi Yichen and the others.

“He looks a lot like Mr. Shutark.”

Philon looked at the person in the portrait, then at Shutalkla standing next to him; the two looked about 70-80% alike.

"They look exactly the same. As long as they're dressed up, outsiders won't be able to tell the difference."

Lord Alden looked at the portrait of his son and said.

"What does this have to do with the commission?"

Frillie looked at Lord Alden, and she probably already guessed why Lord Alden wanted to see Hugh Tarker.

“A month ago, we fought a great battle with the demons. Wilt died in that battle, perishing together with the enemy general.”

Fortunately, it was a large-scale melee, and only Gabel and a few of my close associates knew that Wilt had been killed.

Lord Alden became very somber when he spoke of this, because his son had died in the battle against the demons.

"You concealed the news of your son's death in battle; you must have had a purpose."

Frillie looked at Lord Alden and said, "No one knows that Lord Alden's son has died in battle, so we need a double to impersonate him."

“That’s right, we can’t let outsiders know that Wilt has died in battle yet.”

Lord Alden nodded, then led Shi Yichen and the others back to the drawing room.

"What do you want Shutark to do?"

Frilian looked at Lord Alden and asked, "Although the reward has been set, it would be better to clarify what exactly Hugh Tark is to do."

"This fortified city of Frisch is the defensive center of this region. Morale must not be dampened before the lost troops are recovered."

Lord Alden told Shi Yichen and the others that at this crucial moment, the news of Wilt's death must not be known. As a military commander, if the news of Wilt's death were to spread, the city would fall without a fight.

"You wanted to keep your son's death a secret until then?"

Zain couldn't help but sigh after hearing what Lord Alden said.

"Three months from now, a social banquet will be held, bringing together the local elites. At the banquet, I will declare that Wilt is still alive."

Lord Alden looked at Hughtark and said that this was why he had approached Hughtark; in order not to affect morale, he had to find someone to impersonate his son.

"Wait, I can't do this! First of all, what about the injury on my forehead?"

Upon hearing Lord Alden's words, Hugh Tarker quickly said that he was not capable, and that he would also have to deal with those powerful figures.

“I have informed the public that Wilt is recovering, and that it is a glorious wound.”

Lord Alden had everything arranged except for someone to play Wilt, and Hugh Talke was just the right fit.

"Hushtark, keep it up, not only for my magic book, but also for your living expenses."

Frilian patted Shutark on the shoulder. This commission wasn't just for her, but also for Shutark and the others. Who wouldn't want a better life?

"So sad..."