Chapter 31: Why Come?

St. Peter's was a peaceful and busy scene, most evident in the fact that the noble carriages walking through the streets were noticeably faster than usual. The aristocratic world was indeed busy, especially with the likes of Kiris, Svein, and the five major families, Rotonchild, Constantine, Darkwell, Bacon, and Du Quecao.

It is hard to imagine that the Rotonchilds and Constantine families in the past were in front of the Constantine family because of General Burnham's orders.

Compared with the caution of going to Rotonchilde and the Konstantin family, the people who go to the Du Kecao family are worried, and now the family of the Du Kecao family, General Du Kekao, has indescribable prestige in the army, but he is indifferent to everything in the aristocratic world, and when General Burnham left the center of power in Noxus, he did not say anything. Something really happened to the Quekao family.

Isn't it tantamount to a friendly message to General Du Quecao that the people who went to the Du Quecao family knew that General Du Quecao would never go to meet them, but that they might be received by Cassiopeia, the political spokesperson of the Du Quecao family?

Compared with the taboos of the Rotonchild, the Constantine family, and the Duquecao family, the people who go to the Darkwell family and the Bacon family are happy and expectant, these two families are the most powerful families in Noxus today, among which it is said that the Darkwell family has an extraordinary relationship with General Burnham, which makes some nobles who like to associate can't help but wonder, will General Burnham give the corner of power to the Darkwell family after the official abdication?

In addition to the five major families, Svein, who has a very high prestige in the political arena and the support of the second knight Darius in the army, is also one of the busiest people in the aristocratic world recently. No one dared to deny Svein's talent, and no one dared to believe 100 percent that this man, who had always been close to General Burnham, would not become the new leader after General Burnham.

But Svein went to have a soft underbelly. That is, he was not born into a pure nobleman, dating back three generations, and Svein's grandfather was just a minor nobleman with a baron title and no fief.

This may be one of the reasons why there are so many people who visit Svein, but few express ironclad support!

The aristocratic world began to get busy, but none of this had anything to do with Augustus, who continued to study the classics of various countries and write a biography of Burnham.

Every morning Augustus would lead his knights to train in martial arts, but Augustus's main focus was on studying and writing biographies. To be precise, for four days, Augustus did not write a word, but only blindly studied, but picked up the pen and pondered.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, a guest came to the Porshan estate. Huo Nan led the guest to Augustus's room, and happened to encounter Augustus holding a pen in his right hand, pressing the snow-white paper on his left and right to meditate.

Huo Nan glanced at Augustus, his eyes playful, and then glanced at the guests who were standing calmly in the study and did not rush to disturb Augustus's thoughts, made a courtesy resignation etiquette, and gently closed the door.

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"Augustus, St. Peter's is not a good place for you to write a biography, maybe you should change the environment. At least St. Peter's is not for you now! A crisp and calm voice sounded in his ears, and Augustus woke up from his memory, his voice very familiar, and he glanced up at the visitor. It's very familiar, but it's also very unfamiliar.

Augustus smiled slightly, his eyes carrying a very rare reminiscence emotion, and said softly: "I don't like St. Peter's any more than I don't like dealing with nobles. But there are some things that can only be obtained in St. Peter's City, so Tyrone has no one to stop me? Immediately the legendary god of death Hades, Hades. ”

Tyrone, what a familiar and unfamiliar name! The same is true for Tyrone himself. In fact, very few people call him by his name anymore, except for the general who adopted him, only Catalina of the family of Du Quecao used to call him by this name, and now the outside world likes to call him Shadow of the Blade, the god of death who walks in the dark.

There are some objects of fear in the hearts of the upper elite of the Noxian Empire, such as Wayne, the Night Hunter of the Demacian Empire! The elites of the Demacian Empire and the Zaun Empire also have objects of fear, among which Tyrone the Shadow of the Blade and Catalina the Ominous Blade are two of the most famous.

The latter amazed and shocked the martial kingdom of the Demacian Empire with her female identity and skilled martial arts, while the former was terrifying and even terrifying with her clever killing skills and superior concealment methods.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Augustus smiled at the cold-faced first-rate assassin and said, "Remember that before I left St. Peter's City, you said that you might take off my head the next time we meet, so now you have come to fulfill this promise?" ”

"Maybe that's why I'm here? Augustus! ”

Augustus squeezed out an extremely bright smile on his face, and then, with a very skillful movement, instantly picked up the broadsword that hung in front of the desk and once belonged to the imperial god of war, Sackdor, held it, and slashed directly at Tyrone's head, without any sluggishness or hesitation between the moves, which is very in line with the knightly essence of Guliglan: simple, rough and effective.

"I'm sorry, I'm the only one who can walk out of this study today!" Augustus directly ignored Tyrone's dodge move, and the sword brushed shoulders with Tyrone's slightly thin body, Augustus said with a calm expression.

Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Tyrone's emotions were a little complicated, this should have been the behavior he wanted Augustus to do most when he saw Augustus, but when Augustus really slashed at him with his broadsword, he actually had a very ridiculous heartache, and Tyrone himself was made to cry and laugh by his ridiculous and hateful feeling.

General Du Kekao's words echoed in his mind again: "Emotions are equivalent to poison, so it is better not to get involved in such a cumbersome thing as feelings, which will cost you your life!" "Tyrone has always regarded the words of General Du Kecao as a code of conduct, a wise saying.

But today he had the kind of desire to refute the words of the most respected general in his heart, General Du Kecao: Perhaps feelings are equivalent to poison, but forgetting emotions, what are we left? The Walking Dead!

"I'd love to cut off your head, but not today, because I'm here today on the orders of General Du Kekao."

Augustus calmly withdrew his broadsword, looked at Tyrone with an indifferent face, and asked softly, "Oh, this top man of Noxus would actually notice an ordinary Noxian soldier?" Oh, what an honor I am! Tyrone, what did General Du Quecao send you for? ”

"With a word, the general sent me to ask you: What do you have?"

Augustus looked down at the stacks of thick books on the table and the white snow-white paper in front of him, was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Please go back and tell General Du Kecao that Augustus is studying the history of the Valoran continent, and this is the only thing I have!" ”

Tyrone nodded and left.

Augustus did not get up to say goodbye, and even when Tyrone left, Augustus did not raise his head and continued to study the history of the Ionian Empire.

Honan led Tyrone away and then returned to the study, Augustus' first sentence was not to ask what he had found, but to ask: Is he already gone?

Huo Nan nodded in amazement and said, "It's gone!" ”

Augustus nodded, put down the thick history of the Ionian Normandy Dynasty, lay on the chair and sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Huo Nan, maybe you can't believe that before General Burnham announced that the Holy War between the Noxian Empire and the Valoran Continent had not broken out, he could be regarded as one of my two best friends, different from the friend who was born in the nobility, because of the relationship of identity, there is a little estrangement that we know each other but can't be resolved, Tyrone and I have no estrangement, he can be regarded as my best friend!" ”

"And now?"

"Now? Now he is one of the few people who wants to cut off my head the most, but I won't give him any chance, and it is even possible that I want to cut off his head with my own hands. ”

Huo Nan was silent, as a smart servant, he understood that it was best not to inquire further at this moment, the more he knew, the more dangerous it became, although this young master Augustus, who was born in a mediocre manner, was not a pure nobleman, but he was particularly sensitive to things that threatened his safety, and he could even be called sharp.

But anything that can threaten his life, Augustus will not retain any private feelings, in Huo Nan's understanding, in the eyes of this young master Augustus, the only person who can make him believe that there is no harm is the dead, and the dead can keep secrets the most.

Four days after arriving in St. Peter's City, the Augustus that already made him feel unfathomable, Huo Nan couldn't see it even more clearly, it was like a bottomless dry well, maybe this is the special quality cultivated by those historical classics!

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Huo Nan didn't know that Augustus was undergoing a very important transformation during this time. "In the natural world of the jungle, the more the king of beasts, the more he likes the feeling of being away from the beasts and looking down on the common people, and the same is true for human beings, because the superior will not walk with the lowly!" Augustus is transforming in this direction!

The strong, the strong who look down on the world, maybe this is the final end of human transformation! (To be continued.) )