"Boom!"
As Earl Morrison's body fell to the ground, everyone in the venue seemed to react.
The sound of horror was everywhere.
Killed!
Besides, it was an earl who killed!
The Kahn knight with blood on his face was calm.
It seems that what I killed just now was just a chicken.
Ignoring all the strange gazes around him, the Kahn knight took the long sword back into the scabbard in time and returned to his seat.
Colin looked at Kahn, feeling as if the other person had completely changed.
The coward who was hiding in the city of Falling Eagle, who dared not even go to the battlefield, became a murderous thug at this moment.
However, Colin was not surprised.
Cowardice and brutality, two extreme personalities that seem to have nothing to do with each other, are actually twins.
The cowardly people on weekdays, once they are driven to desperation, the brutality that erupts is often awe-inspiring.
Moreover, Colin had already realized it.
The Kahn knight has actually had no way of retreating.
When Kahn was the first to stand up and denounce the Marquis Charles, asking him to give up his title to make atonement for the soldiers who died in the war, he couldn't look back.
The Su Duo family can only go one way to the dark.
If the Duke can’t lower his head this time, or even change to another Duke, then Earl Uman may be able to save himself, but the Sudor family will inevitably become the target of the Duke’s anger.
Thinking of this, Colin couldn't help but sympathize with this poor fellow.
You know, he was just a little **** who was pushed to the stage by the old fox, Earl Uman.
But now, he has really become a **** crossing the river, he can only advance, not retreat.
The strong smell of blood filled the entire venue, making everyone feel anxious.
"Go on." Count Uman ordered to the attendant holding the parchment.
"Yes." The attendant immediately handed the parchment to the next lord.
And Earl Morrison's body was lying on the venue like this, no one paid any attention.
The blood was flowing slowly, and the scene became more serious.
saw the end of not signing, the lords behind naturally did not dare to object anymore and all signed their names.
Soon, the attendant came to Colin.
Colin looked at the paper and pen in front of him, sighed in his heart, and could only sign the name obediently.
There is no way, if he doesn't sign, he will definitely not be able to get out of here alive.
The kid Kahn probably couldn't wait to kill him.
Finally, the handwriting is finished.
Nearly a hundred lords, large and small, except for the corpse Earl Morrison, all signed on parchment.
At this time, they both got on the same thief boat.
As for whether this ship will sail to the sea of stars, or sink halfway to the bottom of the sea, it depends on the arrangement of fate.
"Very good!" Count Uman stood up, took the signed roll of parchment, and said, "Next, I will arrange for someone to put this petition in the hands of the Duke of St. Hild. Today's meeting That's it, thank you all!"
After speaking, he strode out of the venue.
Everyone also left.
Colin didn't rush away, but stepped forward and stopped Earl Dawson.
Before he could speak, Earl Dawson stopped Colin with his eyes and motioned for him to follow him.
Colin shut up obediently, and followed Earl Dawson through a corridor to a room deep in the inner courtyard of the castle.
Looking at the familiar arrangements around, Colin always felt that he had been here before.
"here is?"
"Huh, Colin? Why are you here?"
Before Earl Dawson could answer his question, Colin heard Vera's voice.
As soon as he turned his head, Colin saw the very heroic female mage.
Today, she is wearing a kite chiffon shirt and white tights, and a pair of brown riding boots on her feet.
This dress is very close-fitting, perfectly outlines Vera Miaoman's body lines.
LSP Colin stared at him several times.
"Earl Dawson brought me here. Are you going to go out dressed like this?"
"That's right. Uncle wants to take me hunting!" Vera said excitedly.
"Uncle?" Colin realized why he thought the layout here was so familiar.
Because this is the residence of the Marquis Garcia, Vera brought him here two months ago.
At that time, the two of them were going to dissuade the Marquis of Garcia from conflicting with the Duke of St. Hild.
And, at the time, the Marquis of Garcia was not in the castle, but in...
ready to hunt!
However, his prey at that time was not an ordinary beast.
Instead, an army of three hundred thousand trolls!
Now, the conflict between the two brothers is imminent, the Marquis Garcia is going to hunt again?
What is his prey this time?
"Colin, you came just right." The Marquis Garcia also walked out, smiling and inviting, "Let's go hunting together."
Colin blinked and smiled: "Okay!"
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at the same time.
A messenger is galloping out of Bingyan City on a fast horse, and rushing towards the camp of the Golden Lion Army.
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Bingyan City East District, the Tulip Chamber of Commerce is stationed.
Count Uman was led by Oliver to a secret room.
"Is he in there?"
"Yes, Lord Earl."
Count Uman waved his hand and motioned to Oliver to leave.
Oliver's chubby face was covered with a flattering smile that was about to overflow: "Yes, Lord Earl. If you have any more needs, please ask."
After speaking, he quickly withdrew.
Count Uman opened the door alone and walked in.
closed the door again.
There is no one in the room.
Earl Uman was not surprised, but sat down in a chair and waited at ease.
I don’t know how long it has been.
A figure suddenly appeared in the room, as if it had been there from the beginning.
"Lord Earl."
Count Uman looked at the black-robed man who appeared like a ghost. He was not surprised. He just nodded and asked: "Why are you so anxious to see me?"
"I brought a message from Mr. Wang. UU Reading "
Count Uman frowned and said lightly: "Say."
"Mr. Wang hopes that you can suspend the original plan."
"Hehe." Count Uman smiled.
He stood up, walked to the black robe man, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "Then you also send a message to Mr. Wang for me—
I am not his servant, I don’t need to follow his orders! "
"Lord Earl, you can't do this. This will ruin Mr. Wang's plan..."
Count Uman grabbed the black-robed man's neck and interrupted the other party's speech.
"Ho...Ho..." The black-robed man panted hard, struggling, the hood covering his head slid down, revealing a panicked face.
"Remember, you are just a messenger.
You only have one mouth and one pair of ears.
What you hear, you will convey what you return.
Others, it has nothing to do with you!
do you understand? "
"understood…"
"Boom!"
Earl Uman threw the black-robed man to the ground, then turned around and was about to leave.
"Master Earl, there is one more thing." The black robe man suddenly spoke again.
"Say."
"His Royal Highness Okamoto has inherited the throne of the Prince of the South, and will leave for the North."
Earl Uman suddenly turned around, staring at the black-robed man with piercing eyes.
There was an undisguised killing intent in his eyes.
The black-robed man was frightened by the opponent's gaze and took a step back, his expression alert.
But Earl Uman did not make any more radical actions, but stared at the black robe man coldly for a while, and then faintly dropped a sentence:
"knew."
left immediately.