Liu Zhengwan declined the invitation to attend the celebration banquet and returned to the camp with the troops.

Fresis didn't force it, it's normal for people who have the ability to have a little temper, and he sees too many people who don't have the ability to have a temper.

"Father." Fresis returned to the castle and went to see the Duke as soon as possible.

"I've heard Wallace make two requests to you." The Duke spoke.

"Yes, father." Fresis detailed his deal with Liu Zheng, not caring how the Duke knew.

"What are you going to do?" The Duke said.

"I intend to arrange for someone to prove that Viscount Charles has insulted His Excellency Wallace." Fresis stated his intentions.

"You're right, go to Elliot and he'll help you find a good candidate." The Duke nodded with satisfaction, he was still very lucky, the heirs of those old fellows were more and more unsuccessful than the other.

"The 1st and 4th legions of the Omenwolves have attacked Raven City." Fresis was just about to retire when the Duke said again.

"How's the battle going?" Fresis asked.

"Temporarily repulsed, but the Grand Master of the Dragon Knights was slain by the Wolf of Omen." There was no emotion in the Duke's words.

Fresis was shocked, the Dragon Knights were the national knights of the Raven Realm, and the Grand Master was the right-hand man of Gregory IV.

"Maybe your son inherited more than just the dukeship." Finally, the old duke said meaningfully.

The next day, Liu Zheng was training with the three Noldor Rangers, and Fresis's men came.

"Lord Wallace, things have been arranged, please come with me to Coldwind Castle." The person who came said respectfully.

"Sherwood!" Liu Zheng yelled, and Sherwood, who was settling accounts, was frightened and hurriedly came out of the room.

"Lord Wallace, what do you command?" Sherwood bowed.

"Let's go, go for revenge." Liu Zheng looked at him.

"Revenge? You mean. The confusion on Sherwood's face gradually turned to surprise and hatred.

"Get this one back first, and then take the lion one when you have the chance." Liu Zheng smiled hideously.

Coldwind Castle is a small castle that is less than a quarter the size of the Duke's Castle.

But for a viscount, it's already very good, and some viscounts don't even have a serious castle.

The Charles family has been in business for several generations, and has finally amassed the wealth and military power that ranks among the highest in the viscountdom.

Viscount Charles was also proud of this, and he even complained several times that he should be promoted to earl.

On this day, as was customary, he executed several merchants who did not respect him enough, confiscated their property, and sold their sons to slave traders, while his wife and daughter were imprisoned in secret rooms waiting for him to be pampered in the evening.

Thinking of the pair of mother-daughter flowers that looked very similar inside, a cloud of heat rose in his lower abdomen.

Alas, the life of the aristocracy was so casual and boring.

"My lord, there are people outside asking to see you." The butler shouted outside the door.

"If it's not a big person, just send it away." Charles, interrupted from his reverie, was impatient.

"It's Lord Wallace." The butler said cautiously.

"What is he here for? I don't have a relationship with him. Charles paused for a moment and muttered quietly.

Muttering, he still asked the housekeeper to quickly invite Liu Zheng to sit in the living room and receive him as a distinguished guest.

Just kidding, the second legion of the Misty Mountains was almost killed by him alone, and Charles, this kind of strong man, was definitely not willing to offend even if he didn't want to touch it.

Dressed in proper clothes, Charles hurried to the parlor.

"Welcome Lord Wallace, your presence is the glory of Coldwind Castle." Charles slapped an aristocratic sycophant.

"I take the liberty to visit, and I hope Viscount Charles doesn't mind." Liu Zheng said politely.

"Of course this won't happen, and Coldwind Castle welcomes you at all times." Charles had a smile on his face, but he was very unhappy in his heart.

He hated being called Viscount Charles the most, and if any of his men dared to call him that, he would disappear forever that night.

Of course, he didn't dare to show it to Liu Zheng, but secretly made a note in his heart.

"Actually, I have a lot of connections with Viscount Charles, and the first village I passed through when I came to the Raven Realm was the village of Fesdena under your rule." Liu Zheng took a sip of the black tea he served, and it tasted unexpectedly good.

"That's such a fate, it's a shame that I didn't get to know Lord Wallace sooner." Charles snorted, but his heart was very crooked.

"I remember that the chief of the village of Fesdena was a wise elder, and I don't know how they are doing now." Liu Zheng pretended to reminisce.

"The village of Fesdena has been burned down by the bandits of the Misty Mountains." Charles cursed, but replied anyway.

"Bandits of the Misty Mountains?" Liu Zheng asked.

"Some people say that the Lion Nation army did it, but I think it's nonsense. It must have been a story made up by some foolish woman from the villagers. Alas, it is a pity that I have never found the robber, otherwise I would have avenged my people. "I have to say that Charles's acting skills have always been okay.

"That's a shame. By the way, Viscount Charles, I have an entourage who says that he is an old acquaintance of yours, can you please invite him in and meet you. Liu Zheng made a request.

"Of course, Peter, go and bring in Lord Wallace's retinue." Charles is a good one.

The person was brought in, and Charles glanced at it, feeling a little familiar.

"I remember, aren't you the valet of the castle, when did you become Lord Wallace's retinue." Charles looked suspicious.

"I'm still your valet, Lord Charles." The manservant bowed respectfully, then turned to face Liu Zheng.

"Lord Wallace, I am Viscount Charles's valet. In my conscience, I must tell you that Viscount Charles has often insulted your personality, saying that your records are all fakes and that your medal of champion gladiator has been stolen. The manservant said with a solemn face.

Charles was stunned, he didn't expect such a thing to happen at all.

He looked at Liu Zheng and wanted to explain, but found that Liu Zheng had a calm face.

Charles was not an idiot, he understood everything immediately.

"Baron Wallace, did you arrange it?" He said coldly.

"You can understand it that way." Liu Zheng replied calmly.

"Why? I don't think we're in conflict. Charles was indeed puzzled.

Liu Zheng didn't explain right away, he just got up from his chair, "You only have two choices." One is to surround me with an army, and then you will definitely die. The second is to duel with me according to the custom, and I can spare you from dying. ”

Charles quickly calculated the likelihood of besieging Liu Zheng, and then sadly found that even if he could kill Liu Zheng, he would definitely be able to kill himself before then.

"Lord Wallace, we may have had a misunderstanding before, and I am willing to compensate for it." Charles made a final effort.

Liu Zheng didn't bother to listen to his nonsense anymore, and directly clamped him under his armpit.

Charles is like a rabbit caught by an eagle, unable to move.

Liu Zheng walked out of the living room with Charles in his arms, and the people along the way were dumbfounded, but no one dared to stop him.

Until the housekeeper called the castle guards and stopped Liu Zheng at the gate.

"Oh? Are you trying to kill me? Liu Zheng smiled slightly, exerting force under his armpits.

The heavy squeezing sensation frightened Charles a lot, and he quickly shouted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way." ”

The castle guards looked complicated and moved out of the way, watching Liu Zheng take their lord hostage.