The Grand Duke of Stuart led three hundred miles north. 「」

The level was already far behind him, and Adolf gently reined in the reins of his horse, and his hip horse took two steps lightly on the snow, and stopped with a slightly shorter, snow-white northern name Kodoko horse next to him.

"That's it, uncle, we've already left the county capital, and it will take you half a day to rush back."

The knight on Kodoko's horse pulled up his mask, revealing a pair of blue eyes, the owner of the eyes was softly outlined, and the corners of his mouth were soothing, looking at one of his only two blood relatives now, like a flash of determination in the eyes of the vast sky-

"I will return with military merit, and let all those who oppose me march up to greet me, and ascend to the throne of the Grand Duke in glory under the gaze and witness of the stars in heaven and the envoys of the nations."

"It's important to stay safe, and even though it's unlikely, you have to be on guard against ...... around you"

"The suzerainty has officially intervened in the entanglement of the Grand Duke's succession, and I have been officially adopted as an adopted son by my wife and announced to the whole country. My ascension to the throne has long been unstoppable, and the year I have been on the northern front for a year is just that those people do not give up, and use my immaturity as an excuse not to allow me to take the throne immediately, and take advantage of the gap between me leaving the county capital to carry out a joint investigation, in an attempt to empty me before I take charge in the future——"

The young man who had grown from a teenager to a young man had matured a lot, and his calm voice was not too low, but the knights who were guarding the front and back had already opened up a distance of nearly a hundred zhang, leaving room for the uncle and nephew who were about to separate to talk. 「」

"When the imperial envoys arrived in the county capital, and Merlin had already intervened, they would never dare to endanger me, the recognized heir, in any personal danger—that would not be allowed by any royal family, especially the northern front, which was forbidden to Merlin. Without Meryl's support for the opposition of some nobles, they could no longer afford to make a big splash, and all they could do was to try to change the intentions of Merlin's royal family on the side of Merlin's envoys. As long as we can hold on to ourselves, Merlin will not change me, the most desirable candidate for them! ”

Lancet turned to his uncle, his eyes sharp, "So, I have to rely on you, uncle, only if you are in the county capital, I can leave with confidence-"

After a pause, "When I return in a year's time, it will be followed by the revival of the Stuart family." ”

Mention the Stuart house. Adolf's eyes flashed as he stared at his increasingly deep and aggressive nephew, and the corners of his mouth slowly relaxed. "" looked at Lancet's eyes and softened:

No matter what kind of skill Rance was secretly guided and taught by that man, and what changes his heart had, the blood of the Stuart family that he shed in his body would never change.

"A qiē in the county capital. You can rest assured," Adolf nodded. Looking deeply at Ranster, "Don't forget what you said today, I'll wait for you to come back." ”

"Good!"

Lancet laughed. He already knew the knot between his uncle and his father, but he couldn't change anything, he could only satisfy them as much as possible, and when he saw his uncle's statement, he couldn't help but relax. Said with a smile:

"I'm also waiting for good news from my uncle and Aunt Rose, and it's best to wait until I come back from the northern front, and I can see that the Baron Castle has a new little master!"

Adolf's face stiffened slightly, as if he had thought of something, and a hint of strangeness crossed his eyes. "The Baronial Castle can only be inherited by your heirs."

Raised by his uncle as an heir at an early age, Lancet was well aware of his stubbornness in some ways. But he didn't want his uncle's descendants to be left without a lord: although this was unlikely on the premise that he became the Grand Duke, the Stuart family was the most important thing in his eyes, and his uncle's bloodline inherited the Baron's castle, which was more justified than him...... Lanster couldn't understand his uncle's stubbornness, which seemed to be fighting like his father's. 「」

But he thought that everything would change—if he only had two male heirs, his uncle would never snatch the second son and sit back and see no one in the Ram family to inherit him.

As for more bloodline......

Lancet's eyes darkened. Under his stubborn suppression, his marriage problem, which should have been put on the agenda a long time ago, did not become a bargaining chip in the end, which forced them to give up some potential help and instead introduce the insertion of some forces of Merlin - the price paid is not small, if it were not for his uncle's constant and firm side, perhaps he would have lost the qualification to pursue the Yiren.

In fact, it didn't matter if he lost his qualifications or not, he had already realized that he and Yiren were not on the same path, but there was always a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to get an answer from her—even if it made him die.

***

Cedar City on the border of Perre.

On the fountain square outside the main church, only the temperate wetland south of the Rocky Mountains and the mythical white-tailed doves favored by the main god cover the sky, fluttering one after another on the square, attracting many passers-by to watch and admire. 「」

A young man with white hair stood in the midst of a flock of pigeons, guarded by countless white-tailed pigeons, like a son of a man beloved by the gods:

The tips of his hair seemed to be kissed by the sun, the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to carry the compassion of the gods, his gray-blue eyes seemed to reconcile the blue of the lake and the calmness of the earth, and his white robe was like the purest cloud......

The young man threw food at the white-tailed pigeon in the square, and his devotion seemed to be oblivious to the praise and admiration of the passers-by and the shy admiration of the maidens.

A white-tailed pigeon with an exceptionally red beak fell into the young man's hand, raised its bright red right foot, flapped its wings and flew low for a while, and once again stood in the young man's palm, cooing twice.

The young man threw out the last handful of bird food, put his palms together gently, and stroked his right hand on the back of the white-tailed pigeon, and his warm gaze fell on a metallic object on the white-tailed pigeon's red left paw, and his gray-blue eyes flashed, and he left the square with the white-tailed pigeon, and entered the main church with the cross-statue sculpture in front of the door.

A quarter of an hour later, the window door on the second floor of the attic somewhere behind the main church was opened, and a white-tailed pigeon with a particularly red beak stood on the edge of the window and took two steps, and turned back and cooed twice with some admiration, until a warm young male voice whispered, "Go", and the white-tailed pigeon tilted its head and flapped its wings and flew into the blue sky. 「」

"Let me, an old man, ask for the freedom that I can't envy, but this little thing doesn't know how to cherish at all."

In the dark attic, an old voice sounded a little weakly, with thick phlegm in the throat.

"After being domesticated for a long time, even if it is a creature favored by the gods, it will be somewhat attached to the warmth of human affection, otherwise, isn't this little creature too cold-blooded."

"I'm afraid, the seemingly warm and safe greenhouse is an illusion created by greedy jackals, who have deliberately kept precious pets in captivity, so that they can be cruelly cooked, and the precious flesh and skin paste will be sent into the mouth of the demon, and only when they die will they realize that they have been living in an illusion......"

The old man's voice couldn't hide his resentment and hatred, "Just like me, an old fool, I brought a wolf in sheep's clothing to my side, and I didn't regret it until I was counterattacked!" ”

The young man he spoke to was not angry at all.

"Master, if you hadn't been lucky enough to see the scene of my coronation in the gap between accidentally peeking into the future, how could you still take me with you and teach me your knowledge when you knew that my identity was unknown......

The gentle male voice chuckled lightly, "Angela, the master of prophecy, is known for the accuracy and mystery of prophecy, and has always been good at hiding her whereabouts - if it weren't for investing in me in the future, I'm afraid you wouldn't have taken the initiative to show up and tell me my identity...... It's just that what you didn't predict was that a descendant of an ancient aristocracy who was born in the Gaoyang Basin, which was opposed to the Holy See, would be the illegitimate son of the contemporary pope who was hidden outside. ”

"I thought that I would help a pope who was born in the Gaoyang Basin and was carefully cultivated by a mage, and would slap that old guy Angus in the face, but I didn't expect that the students I had observed and taught for so many years turned out to be the old bloodline of Angus, and I was finally designed by your father and son to fight back and use me !! completely."

The old voice laughed hoarsely, "This is a mockery of fate!" Prophets throughout the ages thought they could see through fate, but they could never escape this cursed fate - I didn't lose to you, I just lost to fate!! ”

"So, isn't the master still reluctant to prophesy?"

"Did the little bird that has been kept in a cage greenhouse since he was a child accidentally cast a curious glance at the sky outside to make your father and son so panicked?"

"Angel is his adopted daughter and my sister, my brother is worried about his sister's whereabouts, is there anything wrong?"

"Poor little bird, you don't know how sinister your side is......" said the old man's voice softly, "I want to see if you, who believe that you can control your destiny, will end up better than me...... Oh, the enthronement of the Pope, but it is not the end...... Oh, fate, fate......"

"......" the young man was silent.

In the dark attic, there was a mysterious surge.

Soon, the old man's voice sounded, and he said indifferently in a tone that was not at all like that of a living being:

"In three days, that beautiful little bird will pounce on you."

“…… Thank you, Master. ”

In the middle of the night, the door of the wooden pavilion was gently pushed open and closed silently, sealing the darkness inside.

The white-haired young man in a white robe took out a very finely folded note from his sleeve, closed his eyes and didn't look at the secret text on it, Junxiu's eyebrows curled slightly, and soon opened his eyes, and a sneer floated-

"Someone who isn't on the wheel of fate? Joke! The seemingly warm gray-blue eyes flashed with coldness, "The old thing thinks that casually fabricating a prophecy daughter out of nothing can make me mess up?" ”

The slender hand was clenched, and the note in his hand turned into nothingness, and ashes fell from under the palm.

"That's it, let the subordinates do whatever they want - I want to see what kind of ability the Daughter of Prophecy has to change the direction of the axis of destiny!" (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Biquge www.biquge.info (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. )