Albert's hanging heart could finally be "put down", his father was no longer breathing, and Duke Borot had passed away. Although the old man is fair, and the state and private affairs are never biased, the first thing that comes to mind on all occasions is to be extremely careful, and to be humble if he can, but the other party is to step by step and press each other tightly, without the slightest intention of relaxing this deadly rope. Duke Borot did not die on the battlefields of the Northern Expedition, but at the hands of a mob deliberately connived and instigated by the emperor. It's an irony, but it's also a pathos.

General Iros seemed to be very zealous, and without the help of his men, I am afraid that the death of the old duke would not have been confirmed so soon. He rubbed his palms almost together and waited for the results to be announced. As soon as the old duke died, although Albert, the heir, could immediately ascend to the throne, he was young after all, and there were not a few hairs on his mouth, and if he wanted to fight with the emperor's faction, he would probably easily fall behind. No matter how shrewd and subtle the old Duke Borot was, he could not escape the clutches of the Emperor in the end, and General Iros was thus full of certainty of the future prospects.

Duke Borot's Lecles was like he was going mad at the moment, and he couldn't believe that his beloved old boss had just left the world. It all happened so suddenly, as if it weren't in reality. He saw that Xiao Ah was not crying, so he secretly comforted himself that this must be an illusion. But in fact, the reason why Albert, as a son, did not show too much sadness was mainly because he felt the responsibility on his shoulders. When he took the initiative to abandon Solo City, he had already considered the issue of what his father would be killed, at that time, Lao Bao was far away in the Northern Holy City, and the situation was even more confusing than now. He accepted the advice of the Crawford brothers and took the initiative to lead an army west against Kentan, in order to obtain capital to rival that of Emperor Deliot. He has many ambitions and thoughts mixed in his body, he wants to avenge his father, he also has to work hard for the survival of the Duchy of Borot, and even thinks of the entire Bodi continent.

Albert has a stubborn, inhumane temper, he never reveals his feelings in front of strangers, although he inevitably sometimes brings a little youthful impulse, but he can often diffuse an extraordinary quality at critical moments, that is, calmness and persistence.

The abandonment of his father's inheritance, the city of Solo, is a clear proof of this, a move that even Xiao A's mother, Lady Charlotte, could not accept for a long time, but Xiao Ah actually carried it out.

Since my father's death is already a reality, it means that it cannot be changed. Instead of letting General Iros, the real executioner, see the fragile side of his tears, it is better to put away his sadness and show off his demeanor and bearing as a duke of the duchy.

Albert not only held back his tears, but also took the initiative to comfort the grieving Lycles. He had followed the old duke for many years, and was seriously injured when he went north to fight the infidels, and if it were not for the good care of the old duke, I am afraid that his life would have been lost.

Just when everyone was expressing their feelings about the Duke's death, Adrian suddenly shouted: "That girl is still alive!"

It turned out that at the moment when the magic fireball flew, Old Bao Fen pressed Cosette under him without hesitation, he didn't have time to think about it, he just wanted to use this move to increase the little girl's chances of survival. He is an old man who is dying, and she is a young girl who has just begun her youth, and the title of duke is just a false name in the world, and human life is the most important thing. Cosette was crushed at the bottom of the mountain of corpses, and she was lucky enough to escape the fireball, because at that moment, not only the Duke was on top of it, but also a dozen sewer homeless people were hit by the magic fireball and fell over. The main reason why she was unconscious just now was that she was overwhelmed and fainted all of a sudden. Now that he has been excavated and his chest is no longer obstructed, he has naturally regained his senses after his breathing has been straightened.

Cosette observed the scene beyond recognition with her eyes that had not yet fully regained her clarity, her shiny new clothes had been defaced, and she had fallen from heaven to earth, and from earth to hell. She saw Duke Borot lying on the ground without a trace of breath, and this old man made a good impression on her, she had no father, no relatives, and had never experienced in her life what even a beast like a tiger and lion had. She has not been in contact with the old duke for a long time, but there is still a trace of affection for the elders in her heart. She felt that the other party was an upright person, a person who could be relied on, and although the other party was a duke, he did not have the slightest swagger.

She was molested by hooligans in the Brown Bear Tavern, but was able to get out in time thanks to Albert's help. Later, Xiao Ah was poisoned by a hundred days of drunkenness, and she was respectfully invited by the old duke, which was to do her best and repay her kindness. It never occurred to her to get a lot, nor to ask for anything from anyone, her dreams in her sleep could be beautiful, but the cruel reality kept her from wishing too much extravagance.

When she got the new clothes, she felt like she had entered the kingdom of God, and the back of the old duke turning and leaving the door reminded her of the marble sculptures of pagan idols left over from the ancient Vien Empire on Mont Saint-Michel outside the imperial capital of Cesar. Their solemn and dignified appearance makes it a work of art, and it can still stand there in today's popular religion.

It was there that Cosette received her revelation and made her way into the city of Cesar, where she was later taken in by the tavernkeeper.

The old duke always had a smile on his lips when he was alive, and his body was now lying there quietly, still full of inertia and still retaining this warm posture. His hair has a little scorched marks, the civilian clothes on his body are smoldered due to the backlog, it looks thin and tattered, he and Albert have no special similarities, the only thing that can make people interact with each other is the broad forehead, after all, the "father and son" have lived together for more than 20 years, whether it is intellectual or emotional, there are always many things in common. Their god-like wide foreheads fully reflect the expansive side of their hearts. None of them are short-sighted people, and they all take the big picture into account.

General Iros is also an improviser, but he doesn't have a wide forehead, because he is always only concerned with what to do with the next two steps. Now that Lao Bao is dead, in order to show his fairness, he should find out the culprit. The paupers and the wanderers of the sewers identified the Bigmouth Magician in unison, fearing that they would be implicated and that the Empire would be in trouble, so they tried to clear their own severity. A few of them were particularly eloquent, and they kept claiming how much they had done to protect Duke Borot and Cosette, until the strange magical fireball flew in. General Iros was full of smiles, he was in the spring breeze, his old opponent finally died so inexplicably, can he not be in a good mood? He looked at these greedy people who were afraid of death, unorganized and disciplined, and spit out a word in his mouth: "Get out!"

This word is worth a thousand gold, and it is worth hundreds or even thousands of heads. Those poor people were grateful for their kindness, knowing that they would not be held accountable any more, and some of them who knew a little bit of etiquette hurriedly knelt down, knocked their heads on the ground several times, and shouted: "Long live the emperor! Long live the general!"

The Bigmouth Magician, the scapegoat who was unanimously elected by everyone, had been escorted to the General by the Imperial officials from the young polymath monk at this moment, and a gold seal had already been quickly branded on his forehead to prevent him from using magic to escape, this was a trick invented by the first Pope of the Empire, Clement, although it had been so many years, it was still very effective.

It stands to reason that the enemy was very angry when they met, he was the murderer of Duke Borot, and Albert should have lashed him severely. But the young Xiao Ah was not in a hurry to do this, and he did not have the slightest intention of doing so.

General Iros looked carefully at the newly crowned duke of the Duchy of Borot in front of him. His face was almost the same as when he was in Gred City more than a year ago, except that the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, showing a bit of seriousness, but on the whole, this was still a young man who had not dried up.

Albert knew that since the murder occurred in the imperial capital, of course it should be tried by the local judicial authorities, and he tried to suppress the anger of Lecles, and continued to comfort the heartbroken Cosette, he calmly chatted with Iros, and also swept the big-mouthed magician up and down with a compassionate but penetrating gaze.

Some people are not easy to show up, but they can often make the most correct and calm choices at critical moments, and Albert is one of them.

In order to fulfill Lecles's wishes, he specially asked him to stay with Cosette to deal with the aftermath of old Bao, and he took Adrian and General Iros to meet His Majesty the Emperor.

People cannot be resurrected from the dead, and mourning must be done, but now is not the time. If a mob can kill a dignified duke, it can certainly threaten the safety of His Majesty the Emperor. Xiao Ah is very clear in his heart, there must be a statement for this matter, and it must not be just scratched and used to offset it with a mere big-mouthed magician. He occupied the commanding heights, not afraid that the emperor would not take action against those unemployed vagrants in the sewers.

Since the emperor can use the plan to drive the tiger and devour the wolf, then don't blame me Albert for pushing the boat down the river to treat others in his own way. What you Deliot is most afraid of is the people's grievances, but I want you to poke the tiger's ass to see what you choose.

If you want to know what will happen next, we will continue to break it down next time.