Rosie's Games

Chapter 256



Chapter 256: Gold and Food

"Rules…" Rosalind said. "I do not think the Duke mentioned anything like that to me. Therefore, I will not be doing any of those things. However, thank you for trying. I commend your loyalty to the Duchy."


"Madam Spencer," Butler Walford called out.


"Mr. Walford?"


"Starting tomorrow, you send two more maids to Lady Rosie's abode. She needed to start by reading the rule book. Then, one of them should start teaching her the basics." Mr. Walford gave instructions as if he didn't just hear Rosalind say, she was not intending to follow them.


"Yes. Mr. Walford."


"The 'guards' that you spoke of shall go back to the walls where they were assigned to work. There is no need to—" The Butler stopped talking when Rosalind showed him the token.


"Y— You— " The Butler's face reddened. "How did you get that?"


"My guards… shall stay in the tower. There is no need to provide them with food. I will be doing that from now on. They are no longer a part of the military force of the Duchy. They are mine," Rosalind said. She had no time to argue with this Butler.


"The maids that will walk inside the tower without my permission will be slaughtered by my new guards. Do not worry, I will leave their heads and return them to you."


"You—"


"I hope everything is clear now, Mr. Walford?"


Rosalind knew that she was using power to intimidate people and make them do what she wanted. However, for some strange reason, some bad things just felt so good.


"It— It is clear."


"Good," Rosalind smirked. She met the eyes of the wide-eyed Madam Spencer. "I want those sweets Madam Spencer. Please send them to the tower for my dinner."


"I— Yes!"


"Wonderful. Since we were able to solve this issue without any blood, let us go our own way. I shall leave and rest, Mr. Walford. I will see you very soon."


With that, she turned her heel and started walking towards her carriage. She could spend a few hours arguing with those two, but in the end, all she wanted was to make Elias and the rest stay with her.


She could give them gold and even food. After all, she can be considered a very rich… woman.


She cleared her throat as she thought of feeding more people in the near future.


If she wanted her own group of people then she should provide them with good food and gold, right? Those people needed to live too!


This means that she also needed to work even harder to get the gold that she needed to build a troop.


"Until now, those people think that you are just like the love fool women who wanted to marry the Duke and that you too, will disappear one day," Magda said as they boarded the carriage. "I believe they were just proven wrong." There was a bit of mockery in Magda's voice.


"You never liked them?"


"I do not." Magda has always been direct and she quite liked it.


"May I know why?"


"I just do not like most people." Magda shrugged. Hearing this, Rosalind snorted and looked out of the window. She thought about Mr. Pratt and the black market. She needed to visit them very soon for the Duke.


Moreover, she needed to earn more money for her 'people'. She cannot just use them without feeding them good food, no?


"May I know why they use black relic stones to build the walls?" Rosalind asked.


"Usually, beasts avoid them. Perhaps it is the color, some say that the beasts cannot see black."


"That is absurd."


"It was His Grace who instructed everyone to build these walls. Since then, the attack has lessened. Of course, there are still the occasional attacks, but it was not like this… not like a beast tide."


Rosalind glanced at the dried blood on Magda's clothing.


While watching Magda and Huig fight the other night, she was able to confirm that all of the elites working for the Duke could easily jump twenty meters or so. They were very strong and skilled with their weapons.


Rosalind wondered where the Duke found them.


Is it possible that he was training people secretly?


No.


No amount of training would allow them to be that light. Unless of course, they used some special source of power that she had not heard of, even in her last life.


"Stop staring," "Magda said.


"I apologize," Rosalind said. Magda never talked about herself, her childhood, or her skills. In front of Rosalind, she sounded carefree yet she was very different on the battlefield as she slaughtered those beasts.


She chose to keep her silence as she planned for her next move. Right now, her best course of action was to stay on the walls and hope that she could find talents like Elias and Valentin.


"Duke Moller's son is already here," Rosalind said.


"Clinton Moller?"


"So, you know."


"Yes. He was on another wall with Etonde."


"I thought he was on that wall?"


"No. He was staying with Etonde and his men."


Rosalind frowned. She was almost certain that the man that she saw at that time was Clinton Moller. While it was very chaotic, Rosalind would remember that face everywhere.


"Was it possible that he was working under Arriane's people?"


"No. The Duke asked us to keep an eye out for him. He was working under the head of the Etonde Family."


"I see." Rosalind nodded. Clinton Moller was not someone that would follow rules. She could not believe that he would actually show up here to join the fight. "You should tell the others to be more careful. We cannot trust that man."


"His father already abandoned him. He has nowhere to go but this place."


"What do you mean?"


"His old man moved to the south with his family, leaving him. I believe they are traveling to the Raston Empire where the Thun Family resides," said Magda, sounding nonchalant.


"Why would he leave this heir in Wugari?" On his enemies turf, nonetheless? Duke Moller might be selfish, but he was the type of father that would try to break through wolves just to save his son. There is no reason for him to leave his heir… alone.


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A/N: Rosie's problem about gold and food is very serious lol


254-254 already edited. Thank you for the support everyone! josei



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