Tiger poison does not eat children.

This did not work well in the case of Archduke Borg, whose misfortunes in his childhood made him have a very distorted concept of family affection, and treated those who were related to him more cruelly than outsiders.

Beating and scolding are the lightest punishments, and it is not uncommon for them to have different heads, and it is pure luck that they can grow up.

Patalem can remember no less than a slap in the face of his brothers and sisters, claiming that they died of illness, but Patlem knows the real reason.

Viscount Philip has been stationed in the Broken Blood Fort for many years and has not returned, but I am afraid that there is also a fear in this regard.

All the Grand Dukes of the Byron Alliance have the responsibility of assisting in the defense of the Broken Blood Fortress, but they have always been the backbone of the Streicher family and the Lancelot royal family, and the other Grand Dukes rarely send their own troops to directly participate in the defense, and most of them will be discounted into material and military expenses.

Even if it is a real army, most of them are miscellaneous armies, and even worse, they are criminals in the general's territory, which are randomly reorganized and stuffed in the past.

Sending his most elite legion like the Manyu Army, led by the first heir in line, not to mention other families, is unique even in the history of the Manyu Army.

It is said that it was Viscount Philip who personally asked for orders to persuade Archduke Borg on the grounds of actual combat training, so that the ace iron cavalry of the Manyu army has been at the peak, and the force of the Manyu army was promoted.

Now that I think about it, there may be Philip's own considerations in it.

Through the distance, reduce the control of the Archduke Borg over this elite knight order, slowly encroach and take it into his own hands.

Then there is the conscious avoidance of the Archduke Borg.

Perhaps in the eyes of Viscount Philip, Archduke Borg is even more dangerous than the battlefield, at least knowing who his enemy is on the battlefield and when the other party will attack.

The Grand Duke of Borg, however, was unpredictable and unpredictable.

Not to mention the hostess of the Feron Castle, there have been no less than five sessions, none of which have lasted more than ten years.

In such a family, who would dare to be close to Grand Duke Borg?

It is strange that the children cultivated by such a family are normal.

"Okay, I'll do it. Kondra nodded without hesitation, "But you're going to create opportunities for me." ”

All along, he gave up everything, isn't it just for this, even the woman who loved him deeply at the last moment before he died, he could not hesitate to start, how could he care about starting with a person he was not familiar with.

"No problem. Patrium gritted his teeth.

Neither Patlum nor Conrad used the mind of a third person, this kind of thing, the fewer people who handle it, the better, and God knows what he knows.

Both Patlum and Conrad were afraid of long nights and dreams, and after finalizing it, they immediately launched action.

And the whole operation went smoothly and smoothly beyond imagination, and Conrad walked almost unhindered in front of the heavily protected Archduke Borg.

Now that Patlem is in charge of Ferron Castle, creating opportunities is only one aspect.

It's also because they don't know how many times they have simulated it in their hearts, and the information and news that should be investigated, unconsciously, have been found out clearly.

From the very beginning, Angel Bena used a yang scheme.

If you can't resist temptation, you have to take risks.

For the past three weeks, Grand Duke Borg has been in a semi-coma for most of the time, and the wounds around the spear have turned into sarcomas under the powerful function, wrapping the spear in it, as if it were growing on his body.

If it weren't for the fact that Archduke Borg's body size was too special and the part of the spear was too clever, if he took the risk at the beginning and took out the spear, with the self-healing ability of the Great Knight monster, his chances of survival were considerable.

But now, if you want to take the spear again, it is basically impossible unless you disembowel it.

This powerful self-healing ability is not without a price, the size of the Bog Grand Duke has shrunk twice, a large amount of fat is consumed to recover from the injury, because the time is too short, the skin has no time to contract, just like a human skin sack, loosely piled up on the body, the whole person is dozens of years old.

When Conrad was five meters away from Archduke Borg, he suddenly stopped.

Archduke Borg, who had been in a coma for most of the time, opened his eyes suddenly, and under the background of the loose skin, he looked so bright and so attentive, that he stared at Conrad with the illusion of being pricked by a needle.

"Patlem is useless than I expected, not only has he arrived so late, but he doesn't even have the courage to give his father a ride, if he can come in person today, I will also admit that he is my species, a son of the Faren family, and now ...... Even if there was Angel Bena's scheming little bastard to help him, he would not be Philip's opponent, and if he had replaced Philip, he would have done it as soon as possible...... Hahaha...... How can a group of unseeded guys who can only hide behind their backs and calculate, become a big thing?"

I have to say that the Pheren family is very crazy, and Grand Duke Borg knew what Conrad was here to do, so he didn't shout at the first time, but talked eloquently, commenting on the matter of his children killing the king and killing their father.

The argument is even more incredible, not to condemn their madness, but to think that they don't do it themselves, which is a very courageous thing, and it is not the real blood of the Fei Lun family.

Could it be that their family has a tradition of killing kings and fathers?

Conrad really didn't suspect that he was wrong, the Faeron family really has this tendency in terms of inheritance, the transfer of the grand duke is peaceful, and there are only a handful of peaceful ones, either there is a conflict between father and son, or a bloody battle between uncles and nephews or brothers, and there are not a few who are on the throne in blood.

Grand Duke Borg's position back then was not very positive, because he was the third heir of the Faeron family at that time, and his strength was not the strongest at that time, but within half a year before the eldest duke died violently.

The two heirs who came forward, one fell off his horse and broke his neck, and the other went mad and died in the woman's belly.

Their death is no longer suspicious, but rather ridiculous, the one who fell off the horse was a regular knight who liked to domesticate fierce horses since childhood, and the one who died on a woman's belly was a man with a special fetish, who usually liked men more than women.

Both of these ways of death are the most unlikely ways for them to die.

The cause of their death is naturally aimed at the biggest beneficiary, Grand Duke Borg, and even the violent death of the eldest duke, he can't pick it out.

Judging from what Grand Duke Borg said just now, the black cauldron he has been carrying for so many years is not a black cauldron.

"Ahem...... I thought that everything was under my control, but I didn't expect to be under the small means of these lowly people, and it took so long to make a move, is it that Philip is about to fight back!"

In the words of Grand Duke Borg, no matter how mediocre and tyrannical he has been in recent years, as an old politician, his political vision is still extremely vicious.

"What are you waiting for, let's do it!" said Archduke Borg, urging Conrad to come.

"Offended. "Conrad is now ready to send a shot, and very cautiously moves towards the Archduke Borg.

"Wait, can you tell me how you plan to kill me? After all, I am the Grand Duke of the First Army, and my death is too embarrassing to hinder the reputation of the Faren family. Archduke Borg suddenly called a halt.

"I'm ready to ......"

"Click!"

"Die!"

The Grand Duke of Borg screamed violently, and with a mistake in both hands, he forcibly broke off the half-volley spear that was exposed to his body, and threw it at Conrad as a weapon.

The tiger died of Juwei.

Even if the Grand Duke Borg was seriously wounded, he was still a great knight, and the throw just now contained all his hope and strength, and the speed was considerable.

The most important thing is that the distance between the two is close enough, and the cheers of the Grand Duke of Borg have not yet landed, and the broken spear has already appeared in front of Conrad.

"Dark Shield!"

Conrad let out a low sigh, the light around him seemed to distort, and a dark shadow as black as ink flickered in front of him, colliding with the broken spear, causing a small delay and deflection.

But it was enough, enough for Conrad to turn sideways, avoiding the vital points of his body, leaving only a bloody wound on his body.

"Darkwarlock...... It's a pity ......."

After saying this, it was a pity, and the eyes of the Grand Duke Borg slowly dimmed like a burning candlelight, and the huge body lost its supporting strength, as soft as a pool of mud.

Archduke Borg didn't wait for Conrad to make a move, and he swallowed his last breath, which became the last words of his life, and I don't know if it was a pity that he didn't kill Conrad, or if there was something else new.

Condra looked at Archduke Borg with some mixed feelings, this is a paranoid and almost crazy man who has lived in battle all his life, even if he knows that he will die, he is not thinking about sitting still, but how to fight back, if he is not cautious enough, maybe he will be dragged to die together.

"There are assassins!"

"Catch the assassin!"

"Protect the Grand Duke!"

There was a commotion outside, and the guards of the Grand Duke of Borg had already become frightened birds, and the successive accidents of the Grand Duke of Borg were their greatest dereliction of duty.

But there are only a thousand days to catch thieves, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

Even if you defend tightly, there will be mistakes, let alone when your own people are willing to create opportunities.

Grand Duke Borg's deathly counterattack alarmed the guards outside.

Conrad didn't dare to slack off, jumped outside, didn't dare to go to the main door, and passed directly through the window, when passing by the Grand Duke Borg, he was not at ease, to prevent the other party from cheating to death, pressed it above his heart, and a dark shadow on his hand flashed away, using the skill of fighting cattle across the mountain that Sean had previously discovered on the Grand Duke Borg.

It's clear that Sean wasn't the first to discover the trick, at least Conrad knew it, and was far more sophisticated than Sean.

In terms of cultivation in terms of spells, Conrad is far more advanced than Sean, even if he does not have a secret language level, he is also a senior control level, but he has not used the medium to cast the power of magic twice in a row, and the consumption is not small for him, and a layer of fine sweat oozes from his forehead.

Conrad had just pushed the window before he went backwards at a faster pace.

"Die!"

There was an angry shout outside the window.

The entire window exploded, and the goddess splattered inward like a flower.

A sword light, like Bai Lian, kept magnifying in Conrad's eyes.

A tall figure, like a bull, followed closely behind.

Conrad's eyes narrowed to pinpoint tips, and he almost groaned.

Champion Knight!

Clifford, chief of the guard of the Grand Duke of Borg.

Isn't he supposed to be resting now?

Even if he didn't rest, Patrium should have sent someone to hold him down.

Conrad's first reaction was that Patlaim framed him.

Instantly denied it, after all, he was Patlem's person, and if he was caught, Patlem would definitely not be able to get out of it.

This kind of distraction is only fleeting, and there is no more time to think.

Because he is facing a champion knight who is in a state of rage.

It's one thing to watch a champion knight play, it's another thing to go head-to-head with a champion knight, and only when you're there is it will you really feel the horror of the other party.

That kind of extremely fast sword speed, there is an illusion that there is no way to avoid it.

The shadow power in Conrad's body surged again, this time not outward, but inward, pouring into his legs, like a humanoid frog, and bounced straight out.

"Look for death!"

Clifford gave hot pursuit, temporarily changing his moves, changing from stabbing to picking, preparing to directly split Conrad's body.

The terrifying strength and speed of the champion knight are not only terrifying, but also the superhuman reflexes, and there are dozens of variations contained in one sword, which is what I said.

Excellent power control, so that they can change their moves as they want according to your reaction, and have the illusion that they can't be guarded against.

Conrad's way of hanging his body in the air to avoid is undoubtedly fatal.

Ordinary people rarely use this move, because it will make them lose the focus of the next move, and soldiers who have been in battle for a long time, unless they are on horseback, rarely let their feet off the ground at the same time, and use high kicks less, because in a chaotic war, once they fall to the ground, it means that the mortality rate is greatly increased.

Conrad is not an ordinary person, the shadow magic power that erupted from his legs, pushing him to rise a meter again, like a cannonball, crashed through the roof, flew out, and dodged Clifford's deadly pursuit.

"Stay for me!"

Where is Clifford willing to let go of this murderer of the Archduke Borg - although he did not check the situation of the Archduke Borg up close, but with the keen perception of the champion knight, he can easily detect the current condition of the Archduke Borg, how can a person whose heart has stopped beating have any hope of survival.

Clifford kicked his legs and jumped up as well, not much slower than Conrad, who used the power of his spells.

"Don't let the Assassins run away, release the arrows! Outside the house, there was a panicked and angry command.

Clifford had just burst out of Conrad's broken hole as a shadow, and he was greeted by an overwhelming rain of arrows.

Clifford let out an angry roar and had no choice but to defend.

He was now wearing only simple leather armor, and he didn't dare to let the rain of arrows fall on him.

Even if it is a champion knight, it is also a mortal body, no matter how high the physique is, it is impossible to be harder than the iron armor, the high physique is more reflected in the strong recovery and endurance, the defense is still relatively limited, some patient polishing places, at most comparable to cowhide, the muscles are stronger, not easy to penetrate, far from invulnerable.

Clifford was delayed by the rain of arrows, and Conrad rolled over and jumped off the roof, stumbling around, and disappeared, for he was dressed as the most ordinary guard.

Conrad is not the kind of person who rushes with blood, although the time is rushed, the preparation is quite complete, not only ready for the successful assassination, but also considering the retreat of the assassination failure.

It's obviously impossible to outrun a champion knight, but it's easy to confuse him.

"What are you doing?"

Cliffoud almost exploded, whether this rain of arrows was stopping the assassin or stopping him, if it wasn't for the fact that the one who had just commanded the archery was a member of the Grand Duke's guard that he knew well, he couldn't help but wonder if the other party was complicit.

No, even those who know the Great Duke's Guard must be suspicious, because loyalty is something that will change over time, circumstances, and external temptations.