"Young master, something is wrong here."

Cuarón's voice came from the Navoli conch, Oreo squinted slightly, staring at Chaborent in front of him, he was almost dead, compared to the anomaly on Cuarón's side, he could be put back, anyway, he had collected enough undead energy.

Angelyl panted to the side.

"The group of people had been wandering around the Papal Palace a few days ago, and I was afraid that I would not be able to defeat them, so I fled to Lord Chaborent, but I didn't expect to be discovered, and Lord Chaborent ...... to save me."

Oreo looked at Chaborent, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out his cane.

"Bang!"

The shot hit the center of the eyebrow, and the old porter fell silently.

"Inner ghost."

He explained in a low voice, unscrewing the glass bottle in his hand, pouring the blood from the bottle into the teacup, and finally pulling out the staff.

"Lord Oreo......"

Angelyl had a worried expression, "You've saved Mr. Jadel's life, let me save the life of Lord Chaborent." ”

"These people are targeting me, and I don't like people to pay for my mistakes."

Oreo muttered as he soaked his cane in the cup and pointed out the door.

“...... I'll be waiting for you outside. ”

Angelyl stood up, her voice getting quieter and quieter, like a mosquito humming.

"Your Highness......."

Chaborent raised his right hand with difficulty, and he breathed in pain, like a carpenter sawing a violin.

Oreo took his hand and watched the black blood stop boiling, and he picked up the blood pump on one side.

"I'll talk about it later, I'll be able to fix everything this time, you'll have to see it all with your own eyes, you promised."

Chaborent waved his right hand weakly, watching Oreo inject black blood into his body, the transparent circle expanded again, and time was exchanged strangely on the old and the young.

"Hoo ......"

As if waking up from drowning, Chappelent took a long breath, and in the blink of an eye, old tears were in his eyes.

"Your Highness, why do you do this! I'm all like this....... I can't help you at all. ”

"Your Excellency Chaborent, I have already retraced the time for Mr. Jadel, and this is just a part of my obsession, you don't have to worry."

There was still a rush in Oreo's mind, and he pressed hard against his brow bone.

"After so many days, the forces in the city should have been assembled, and I will settle accounts with them one by one...... Who hurt you. ”

"Why do you bother......

Chaborent sighed heavily. "Hussein has taken control of Yesel, and the rest of the nobles are barricaded outside the city walls, he has been looking for you these days, and it is likely that he is the one who attacked me."

"Heh, do you think you have the chance to win, why doesn't he sit on the throne and wait for Angelo to come back."

Oreo sneered and put on his coat and walked out the door, where he stopped.

"Is he still in the northern barracks?"

"In ......"

Chaborent scrambled to his feet, and he hurried to catch up with Oreo.

"Your Highness, do you really want to go there alone, let me go with you."

Oreo took the top hat from Angelyl and didn't look at him.

"Angely, take Lord Chaborent to Teacher Jadel, the Academy of Astrology should be the safest place."

He pulled Angelyl forward a little further and whispered into her ear.

"The porter has been bought, Dafinka is his granddaughter, you have to keep an eye on her at all times, she is likely to reveal your whereabouts. If that's the case, kill her right away. ”

Angelyl withdrew her hand and whispered.

"Yes."

Oreo relieved himself and said goodbye to Chaborent in the distance.

"Lord Chaborent, the chaos in Jessel will be over in ten days, I promise."

Knowing that persuasion was fruitless, Chaborent had to squeeze out a smile.

"Your Highness, if there is any need for me, my hometown wants to help you even if I am fighting for my life."

"You'll have this opportunity."

Oreo withdrew his gaze and dissipated into black smoke.

......

"Wilmel, when I was in Yessel, I could see a lot of things from the patrol reports alone, and these things were very useful for governing the country."

Hussein was walked in the cold wind, and the school field was full of soldiers, who were practicing in the morning, and from time to time there were deafening shouts. These soldiers have been trained by him over the years, and they are a force to be reckoned with in the entire continent of Esikana.

His son was about the same age as he was, and his mind was clearly not on patrol reports.

"Father, Angelo won that battle, and he'll be in Jessel in three days."

Hussein stopped and turned around, the light in his eyes piercing people's eyes.

"I didn't expect him to actually win, that's good news, but Jessel is not his Jessel anymore."

Wilmel hesitated for a moment.

"But...... What if that person doesn't show up. ”

"I watched him grow up, I know him well, and he will never let go of such an opportunity."

Hussein waved his hand, "Alright, let's go watch everyone practice." ”

Without waiting for Wilmel to reply, he left the school grounds quickly.

The northern military camp is under the city wall, and there are three small gates leading to the outside of the city, these three gates are integrated with the city wall in peacetime, and if there is a defense battle, the cavalry can rush out of the small gate and catch the besieging party by surprise.

As it belongs, Jessel has no such design in other cities.

Hussein walked through the three gates one by one, and then stepped on the planks not far away, and the steam engine above the city walls whined, and the gears and winches turned together, and the winches rolled in the hinges one by one, and the planks slowly rose.

Hussein soon climbed the city walls, and the morning sun was rising, and the city behind was bathed in the morning sun, a scene of prosperity.

He stroked his beard wistfully and turned to the other side.

There is also a small town to the east of Yesel, the land outside the city is filled with tents of various colors, and all the nobles' private soldiers are blocked by him these days, and some of the nobles leave angrily with their private soldiers, and the rest are nobles who have a little ninety-nine in their hearts.

But there is no way, who let them come a step late, and now they can only jump outside Yesel.

"Smack."

A footstep sounded not far away, and although Hussein was an old man in his nineties, his hearing was still extremely sharp, and he quickly turned his head.

Not far away stood a strange man, his face very stiff, wearing a wide coat that was held high by his shoulder bones, and Hussein could not imagine how thin he was.

Continuing to look into the distance, the soldiers in charge of the city patrol were already nested in the corners of the city walls, apparently dead.

Hussein was not afraid, he slowly lifted his sleeves, and under the wide sleeves was a set of Vinada steel armor.

Before coming to Yesel, he made all the preparations, but he didn't expect this kind of painless assassination to come at this time, and such a group of rice buckets also wanted to be emperors.

He scoffed, then closed his armor.

"Come on."

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