The shouts from behind attracted not only the attention of the hunting party, but also the ears of the dwarf deer. Even though the dwarf deer was not so alert, it was startled by the crowd in the distance, and it shook off its hooves and quickly ran away.

When the bearded king saw the prey in his hand run away, he was so angry that the beard on the side of his mouth turned up. His arm, holding the bow and arrow, hung down, turned his horse's head, and looked behind him angrily.

In just two or three breaths, a tall Atagar motley horse galloped in front of the bearded king.

"Woo ......" the man took the reins of the brown horse and skillfully rolled over and fell from the horse's back. The man was a herald attached to the Knights of the Dawn, and his crooked uniform was soaked with sweat.

"Your Majesty, it's not good!" the herald knelt on one knee, his young face full of panic.

"What's the panic, what's the matter, is the alien beast attacking Akrand?" said the bearded king dissatisfied.

"No, it's not a beast, it's ...... It's the army!" the herald stammered nervously.

"What?" the bearded king raised his eyebrows, his face stiffened a little, and even his beard trembled. "Where is the army? you'd better be clear, or I'll throw you into the Everfree Forest to feed the beasts!"

The herald's body trembled slightly, and he said: "Your Majesty, it's Divosk's army! After receiving the news, I personally went to the southern border, where at least a thousand people were stationed! There were even various artillery pieces and flying ......."

"So, Divosk didn't attack us, did he?" said the bearded king's face recovered a lot.

"Not yet, Your Majesty. The herald replied.

"Why did you suddenly send troops? Didn't you just let go of those black cloaks last time?" said the bearded king's face was full of doubt. He didn't say this to the herald, but turned to look at his eldest son, who was in charge of releasing the black cloak that day.

"Father...... The men died in the southern mountain woods. The eldest prince said stiffly, a mixture of emotions appeared on his chubby face.

King Bazihu's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of anger.

"But they deserve it, father!" the eldest prince hurriedly added, raising his voice a few degrees.

The eldest prince's name is Adams, although he looks very similar to his bearded father, but unlike his indecisive and timid personality, Adams still has the blood of a young man. Adams was also very surprised when he learned the news of the death of several black cloaks, although he didn't know who did it, but there was obviously one person who was the most suspicious. Eventually, he blocked the news, and as for how to block the news, it was a matter of gold coins.

"Bastard, you dare to hide this kind of thing!" the mustache turned red with anger, and his beard was about to stand up. "This must be a good thing that Russell guy did, right?!"

Adams sat on his horse, bowed his head and did not speak. This is the way he has figured out how to deal with his father, as long as he doesn't argue, he will usually be fine in a few days.

King Bazihu, named Henry XII, was in his fifties, and he had three sons, in addition to the eldest son, who was already an adult, the second son was fourteen years old, and the younger son was only five years old. And Adams often fought against him, making him love and hate this eldest son.

Bazi Hu lost his temper, and the entourage was silent, and after a while he softened like a leather ball.

"Since Divosk is not attacking, it must be to negotiate conditions. What conditions did they prescribe?" asked Bazihu, calming down. Although he is weak in trouble, his mind is not confused.

"Your Majesty, the other party demands...... Punish the murderers and pay 200,000 gold coins. The herald said, his voice getting lower.

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the accompanying team. Executing a Russell is nothing, but two hundred thousand gold coins is not a small amount, especially for Ataga. Although Ataga is the largest kingdom on the continent of Lafrey, it is vast and sparsely populated except for the Principality of Lucan. Add to this the mountainous and hilly terrain, and even the need to buy food from Beseca and Divosk, which shows how difficult it is.

Mustache fell silent, and after a few seconds he raised his head and spoke, "Herald, inform the Knights of the Dawn that Russell Diaz has been removed from his position as head of the regiment due to his deliberate murder." The Deputy Head of Regiment acts as Head of Regiment and is responsible for returning the convict Russell to the Kingdom Prison. ”

The crowd did not seem surprised by this result, and waited quietly for the king to make his next decision.

As for the 200,000 gold coins in compensation, I also promised to come down. Bazihu muttered for a moment. "However, at the moment we definitely don't have that much money, so let's drag it out and see how the other side reacts. ”

The herald took the order, and the officials and nobles breathed a sigh of relief, and began their hunting game again, as if it were just a pure business. And the fate of Russell, the leader of the Knights of Dawn, was decided in a few words.

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Two kilometres south of the woodland, on a low but vast hill swells the majestic city of Akrand. Over the past two hundred years, the city has grown from strength to strength, but it still retains its original style – a large number of stone houses, castle-like buildings, and tall walls. The stones were mined from the mountains in the northern part of the Duchy of Lukan and transported to Akrand.

On a small hill in the northwestern part of Akrand stands an elegant castle-like building, made of reddish-brown bricks and a number of spired towers, which look like a castle in a fairy tale in the setting sun. Everyone in Akrand knows that this is the famous Diaz Manor.

At this time, a well-trained cavalry was hurrying here. Despite the sweltering heat, the cavalrymen wore heavy armor and helmets, and dressed themselves like tin cans.

The terrain of the small hill was gentle, and the cavalry came to the vicinity of the manor without much effort. The busy peasants nearby looked at the cavalry curiously, after all, these cavalry were not very friendly.

"Is that one of the Earl's men?" someone asked in a whisper.

"Shhhh One of the people next to him said in a low voice.

The cavalry marched very fast, following a well-tamped dirt road, and in a short time reached the outside of the castle-style building. The closed openwork iron gate blocked their way.

"Who are you?" shouted several soldiers who looked like they were guarding the manor, standing in front of the iron gates. But in the face of a team of heavily armed cavalry, his confidence was obviously a little lacking.

"Get out of the way!" we have come here to arrest the murderer on the orders of His Majesty the King!" said the head of the cavalry, and his voice sounded extremely uncomfortable. He was not wearing a helmet, looked to be in his thirties, somewhat bald, with a hooked nose, and a gloomy face with an imperceptible hint of excitement, it was none other than Garrison, the deputy head of the Knights of the Dawn, nicknamed the Condor.

The guard doesn't flinch, and he points his spear at Garrison the Vulture.

With disdain in his eyes, Garrison kicks the horse in the stomach with his right foot, lunging forward without warning, his sword unsheathed. The guards were startled and hurriedly dodged to the side, but they were still a step too late.

There was a flash of cold in the air, and the guard's arm holding the spear fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a fountain.

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