Solandar swayed on her horse, this was the first time she had been questioned by the Blood Wolf Guard, and Goru the Red Boot, Cherno, Nauru the One-Eyed, and even Sir Donald from Winterfell had a question in their eyes: You have achieved your war purpose, why did you let Katuru die under the blade?

Solanda couldn't give them a reasonable explanation. Because Phoenix saved his life with Katulu's blood? She could tolerate him using Katulu's blood, and she could use anyone else's blood, and spreading the news would have an even worse impact on her already stormy queen's prestige.

The queen does not explain.

The desert stretches out beneath your feet, boundless. The victorious armies of the Land of Midsummer and the Land of Wine Valley were already on their way home, and of course, with a pitiful loot and captive women and children - there was no gold to be expected, and Solanda did not expect that the water of the Sand Horse Country would be so quickly drained by their royal family, that she could not keep the promise she had made to her subordinates, so she had to make another pile of empty promises, such as the opening of new ports and the dispatch of meritorious men to collect port taxes; Or divide the land of the prolific knights of Winterfell who died in battle, and from morning till night, her blood wolf guards quarreled non-stop, either because the land allocated was too small, or because the treaty ports were too dense to collect taxes. They really quarreled with Solanda, and she drove her out a few times before she stopped bothering her, but there must still be some hateful undercurrent surging under this temporary calm coat, alas, this is only the most direct trouble after becoming queen, and there are a lot of other unpredictable problems.

But fortunately, she was almost home, and thinking of this, Solanda's mood eased slightly. Mother will be amazed at how quickly I won the Sand Riding Country, hmph, she doesn't understand anything, she is a soft queen who blindly cares softly, and she doesn't know the reason for not being convinced. After the destruction of the Sand Horse Country, the military status of the Midsummer Country among the six kingdoms has been significantly improved, which will make the Burning Flame Country in the east dare not be underestimated, and the military power is really strong, from now on, I will no longer send any protons, and my army will have the ability to defend every one of my people, this is my Queen Solander's greatest achievement!

A commotion shattered the Queen's hopes, and a tuft of redhair in the crowd crowded in front of Solanda's mount.

"It's you again." Solanda frowned in disgust, Sir Cedric was furious, and he was entangled in the collar of a Blood Wolf Guard, that guy was beaten by the old Sir a lot, and a blood hole in his head kept bleeding out, "Sir, you hurt my Blood Wolf Guard, I have to ask you to give me a reasonable explanation." ”

"Of course!" Old Sir threw the Blood Wolf Guard to the ground, "He vilely murdered Knight Banks!" ”

"Murder?" Solandar stared at the Blood Wolf Guard's face, "Viru, is he telling the truth?" "Solanda can call out the name of every Blood Wolf Guard, they are brothers to her, she knows that they will make mistakes, and they will fight with their rivals because of the sperm worms, but she doesn't believe that the Blood Wolf Guard will murder, which is a more serious crime than ** and stealing in the Sand Riding Country.

Without allowing Veru to defend himself, the Winterfall Lord and the knights who followed him carried Banksy's corpse, and the poor knight was unsuspectingly split in two pieces from his neck to the back of his waist with a sharp axe, and the wound ran through the entire back of the knight's body, rolling outward in the moonlight, revealing a snow-white spine and blood foaming that was still pouring out. Next to Banksy were the bodies of two other propriatious knights, all of whom had been attacked without exception, and the wounds on the corpses testify to.

"Did you do it?" Solanda glared at Viru in annoyance, the whip clucking in her hand, "Answer me." ”

"It's me! So what! Viru struggled to get up from the ground with a stiff neck, the wound on his head apparently weighing on his walking nerves, making him tilt like a drunken man, "This southerner has stolen my gold!" ”

"You're lying!" Sir Cedric roared, "I vouch for my character, Banks is a knight of integrity, he will not steal from anyone!" ”

"You said he stole your gold, what proof is there?" Solanda narrowed her eyes, she knew she shouldn't lean towards either side, but from her heart, she still preferred to believe in the innocence of the Blood Wolf Guard.

"The proof is in the southerners' saddlebags, and the bag of gold was given by my first lover, with a four-leaf clover sewn on it."

Someone had untied Banks' saddlebag and handed it to Solanda's close guard, and thankfully, there was a bag of gold inside.

But no, why is Cedric's face still calm? "Please take a closer look at the pattern on the bag."

Through the moonlight, Solanda discovered that the four-leaf clover was not the color of grass at all, but shimmered with a warm pink glow—it was a lilac flower, and Banksy's family crest was a pink lilac

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