On 10 September, Karen led the Fort of Zekola.

Under the call of the Duke of Braderidley, almost all of the nobles and knights of Cullen gathered in this military fortress.

Today is the time of the arrival of Viscount Paleck of the Anto family of Berdingburg at Fort Zecora.

The ex-fiancée of the Duke of Braderidley is the pearl of the Anto family, a year ago, Bradidley withdrew from the marriage contract with the Anto family in order to marry Ferrola, because of this incident, Bradidley personally duel with the Oath Knight of the Anto family on the training ground of the Château Eli...

Although Bradidley was victorious and successfully renounced his engagement to the Anto family, since then, the Anto family has withdrawn from all social activities related to the Cliff family, and there are even rumors that the Anto family is preparing a rebellion!

For this reason, the Duke of Chester had personally gone to Berdingburg half a year earlier to apologize for Braderidley's decision, promising to give a large chunk of the northeastern part of the Cullen Territory to the second son of Viscount Paleck.

Now, the Duke of Chester has been stabbed to death in the Imperial Capital, and the Cullen Territory is in a critical period, and the trust of the lords and knights everywhere in the Duke of Braderidley is pitifully low.

So in either way, the Duke of Braderidley had to pay attention to the arrival of Viscount Paleck, and the young Duke even personally greeted Viscount Palek at the gate of the castle.

In the evening, there was also a banquet specially prepared for the arrival of Viscount Palek.

Duke Braderidley looked very happy at the banquet, and during the day Viscount Palek behaved very politely, and at the same time did not refuse a series of conditions and plans for him to fight against the orcs,

On top of that, Viscount Palek brought two legions of soldiers to help him defend against the orcs.

All this was enough to deserve the young duke's pleasure.

The happy Duke of Bradidley didn't even notice that the eyes of the nobles around him were full of pity and pity.

As the banquet came to a close, and the young duke stood up to toast to his vassals, a sudden stabbing pain came from his back, followed by a knife pain in his chest.

"Bang Bang"

The wine glass in the duke's hand fell to the ground, the cloudy wine flowed under the candle flame, he instinctively turned his head, and gradually dimmed his eyes to see the cold eyes of Viscount Palek...

"Whoosh"

"Whoosh"

In the attic of the banquet hall, countless crossbowmen came out of the dark corners and fired at the Duke of Bradidley's retinue...

After a few screams, everything was calm again.

At this moment, the Duke of Braderidley grabbed Viscount Paleck's left arm with his bloody right hand, and opened his mouth to say something, but the blood surging in his throat made him unable to say a word.

"Puff"

In a flash of cold light, Duke Bradidley's throat was completely severed.

Viscount Palek, who was splattered with blood, said in an emotionless voice: "I don't want to hear your voice again, because it will make me feel sick. ”

Paleck's words were the last voice heard by Duke Bradidley, and soon the young Duke left this world with a look of reluctance and nostalgia.

"Ding..."

A slight crisp and pleasant sound sounded that did not match the whole environment, and Viscount Palek took out a silver-white wind chime from his arms, and his bloody hands quickly dyed the wind chimes red...

The old viscount lowered his head, his gray hair glistening in the silver of the ballroom's firelight, making the crimson blood on his face even more obvious.

"I have no interest in your marriage, but you should not provoke my daughter, you vile clown, you impregnated her and abandoned her, she ended her young life by suicide, she is lying in a cold coffin at this moment, and you are sleeping with that woman in the warm room of the castle... Do you think anyone will grovel to you Cliff family, and anyone will put up with your arrogance?" Viscount Paleck looked a little agitated, and he jumped up and down beside Bradidley's corpse like a young man.

"What have you all done?" said the dwarven prince Bichelt's voice was low and angry.

"We just did what we were supposed to do, Your Highness Esteemed Bichelt. Lord Coric Dana, Lord of Zecora Castle, said with a smile on his face, "Young Bradidley is clearly unable to rule the Cullen Realm, and we need a new ruler. ”

"New ruler?" Bichert didn't care about the guards around him, he pushed away the spear against his chest, and took two steps in the direction of Count Corridge, "Is it you?"

"Trofil will be the new duke," said Viscount Palek, turning sideways, and then a middle-aged man in a red gown walked past him, the falcon family crest carved on the silver belt around his waist.

"Lord Beechelt, Cullen greets you. Trofil Cliff bowed slightly with a formulaic smile on his face, and as the younger brother of the Duke of Chester, he was fully qualified to inherit the title of Duke of the Cliff family.

"You have a plan?" said Bichelt's face changed slightly.

Trofil shrugged, "My nephew is clearly unfit to be the ruler of the Cullen Realm, and all the nobles are against him. ”

"No one is born a king, and it is your duty to make Bradidley a competent ruler. The anger on Beechert's face rose, as if he could fight Trofil at any moment.

Trofil helplessly spread his hands, "The army of orcs is ahead, and the nobles have no time to wait for his growth. ”

"Alright, put away your flowery words. The dwarven prince took two steps forward, "At least let me take his body away." ”

"Do you think we're going to let you take his body away?" Trofil shook his head.

Beicher was stunned, then he turned his gaze to Earl Corridge, the owner of Fort Zecora, "If you can still remember your family oath, you shouldn't stop me." ”

"Hehe...," Viscount Palek chuckled under his breath, the wrinkles on his face piled up, "Your Highness Biccelt, do you think it's a little funny to talk about the so-called family oath at this time?"

"Your Highness, Bradidley's death is our determination. Earl Corridge walked in front of Bradidley's body in two steps, with a very serious warning in his eyes, "Don't try to challenge our bottom line. ”

At this time, the castle guards were no longer retreating from Bichelt, and their spears had even penetrated the leather armor of the dwarven prince.

The stinging pain in his chest made Bichelt stop, his retinue standing firmly beside him, the dwarven prince brushing over the cheeks of the nobles present, he did not see confusion in the eyes of a man...

Seeing them, Beechert realized that his best friend's reign in Cullen was completely over!

"Well...", in the end, reason prevailed over impulse, and Beicher said, "Good luck to you, the gods are watching over you." ”

"The gods will see our deliverance of the Karen Collar, Your Highness. Trofil looked serious.

"Maybe. Bichellt retreated to the door, "But all I saw was betrayal." With that, Bichelt turned and walked away, disappearing into the corridors of the castle in the blink of an eye. ()

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