Gregory knew Gottfried was angry. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his statement just now, but in order to make a statement, he coughed and said:

"It is precisely because I know my insignificance that I come to visit Master Gotfried. I heard that Master is a descendant of the oldest twelve tribes of the Semites. He has inherited the traditions of the twelve tribes and mastered the skills to approach the infinite gods, right?"

Gregory was actually very hostile to Gottfried and his ancient skills. But the words he said were a little humble. This humility came from his respect for the unknown itself, not the correctness of this knowledge.

Gottfried was surprised to hear Gregorian mention the ancient traditions of the Semites. He tried his best to not expose this surprise to his face, but his ability to control his expression was too poor, and it seemed a little overwhelming.

"I don't know what the ancient Semites tradition!" Gottfried carried his body over and waved his hand back, "I'm going back and continuing to prove the proposition. Just leave my yard before I come out next time!"

"That-Master Gottfried? Are you a member of the Pythagoras School?"

Ella finally overcame the disgust in her heart and held up the gift placed on the ground.

"This is honey! There is also a fur coat! I want to learn the magic of the Pythagoras school, please be sure to accept me as your disciple..."

"Pythagoras School?"

Gottfried turned his body back, saw Ella from the top and from the bottom, and finally fixed her eyes on the gift in Ella's hand.

"You are a businessman, are you... Just find a teacher to learn some addition, subtraction, multiplication and division! The wisdom of mathematics is not something that people like you can understand!"

Before Ella could argue for herself, Gottfried plunged into his little house and threw it hard onto the door.

"Wait, wait a moment, how can this be...!"

"Don't shout, there is almost no magical breath on him." Gregory stopped Ella, who was about to smash the door. "He may be a master of mathematics, but he will definitely not be a powerful magician. You and I have been in vain."

"Woo? Not a member of the Pythagoras school?"

Ella put away the fur and honey in dejectedly.

The last light struggled in pain in the sky on the west side for a few times, but was finally swallowed by the night. As night came, not very bright candlelight appeared on the windows of the low houses in Brizania Village.

"Miss, are you here alone?"

"Um? Um..."

Ella did not want to reveal to Gregory that there were five hundred her subordinates ambushing outside the village.

"As far as I know, there is no hotel nearby. However, I know there is a church not far away. If you don't mind, I can introduce you to stay there tonight as a rebate for a few copper plates you donated."

"Thank you, but I have a place to go."

Ella waved goodbye to Gregory, then picked up the fur and honey and walked out of the village.

In a short time, the military operation to acquire radish will begin.

However, when she was about to reach the entrance of the village, rows of fire suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village. A group of robbers in Toga held torches and machetes and rushed into the village shouting.

In addition to Aila, there are two villagers walking together at the entrance of the village. They are an old couple who have just returned from a market far away to sell radishes. The wife is holding a few copper coins she earned in her hands, while the husband is struggling to carry the remaining half sack of radishes and limping towards the house.

The group of robbers rushed to them, and without saying a word, they wiped their knives off half of their husband's head. The half bag of radishes slid from their husband's hand and scattered onto the ground. A few were trampled by the robbers.

Amid his wife's screams of fear, the robbers rushed into the village and set fires everywhere.

Ella was walking not far beside the couple. She had experienced the war and was no longer afraid of blood. Seeing the pool of blood on the ground slowly dyeing the radish red, anger ignited in her eyes. She thought the robbers were her soldiers, so she walked a few steps to block the robbers and shouted sternly: "Which team are you from? Who asked you to come in? Who asked you to kill?"

These three questions were more severe than the other, which scared the robbers. But when they saw clearly that the only ordinary girl was blocking their eyes, a robber shook his hand and slapped Ella to the ground.

It was not until then that Ella realized that the robbers in front of her were not her soldiers. But it was too late.

The honey poured into the ground and broke. But the honey that flowed out aroused the robbers' greed. A robber quickly snatched the fur coat from Ella's hand. The remaining robber saw that the fur coat was stolen and red-eyed, rushed up and pressed Ella to the ground, and searched for valuable things on her.

"What are you doing? Do you really think we are here to rob? Everyone goes to set fire to me!"

Valhalla walked out from behind the crowd and stopped the robbers. These robbers were all under Duke Otto. They killed and set fire in the village of Brizania to attract the defenders of the nearby castle and take the opportunity to take away the supplies stored in the Count of Ile de France. The clothes of Toga were to blame Ella and his group.

However, Ella recognized Valhalla at a glance and asked subconsciously: "Are you the leader of that caravan?"

Valhalla looked closely and almost scared her life. Who was this woman who was pressed to the ground, who was not the "Triumph" who robbed their goods at that time?

But this fear lasted for only a moment. After discovering that there was no follower beside Ella and that Ella seemed to be completely magical, Valhalla showed a grim smile on his face. He looked around and waved his hands down like a knife, signaling his subordinates to kill the woman immediately.

Ella wanted to struggle, but it was useless. She never thought that this large group of robbers would suddenly appear in such a small village.

Under that unsightly knife, Ella's famous "Triumph" suddenly turned back to the incompetent queen who could not do magic.

She remembered her parents, who were imprisoned and executed by the enemy for talking about trade. And her own cause of death was probably even more stupid than this.
Chapter completed!