"I think it's a good deal to exchange a Red for the prestige of the head of the family, and at the same time to deter the restless and force out those who have different intentions. ”

"But Red is still young and has a bright future. Seniore sighed, "The Great Grandmaster who kills chickens and monkeys can have other options, and he can grow up to be the arm of the young lady." ”

But he was arrogant, conceited, and did not know how to advance or retreat, and his son was in the same vein as him. Olwes snorted coldly, "Do you want me to choose one of you and Erwen to replace him? What I need most at this moment is not strength, but the wisdom of the old man who stabilized the family." ”

"Huh. The old man laughed helplessly, "Miss, you are like a duke, except that you are not as ruthless as him." ”

"For the first time, I saw a servant begging for death with a dead face. Olves scolded with a smile, and suddenly she showed a playful look, "Those people can't help but do it, go quickly, Senior, and throw it directly into the lake after dealing with it, and don't report it again." ”

"The old servant obeyed. ”

After Senior's departure, Olwes's raised eyes were a little dark, and the real reason for Red's death was that the weak master did not need to be a strong servant.

"After years of hibernation, you finally got what you wanted, and Goldmers may still have the power to stop you, but there will never be a voice to stop you." ”

"Do you really want to get what you want? I don't know, Priest Kais. The girl smiled lonely, "I used to be like a bunch of straw, about to be crushed by my father, like a wild dog, worried about being kicked out of the house all day long, like a commodity, without self-esteem to let others talk about the market." ”

"Endless inner torment builds strength, every move has to be played carefully and wisely, and I grow up, and gradually my father needs to negotiate with me, and he needs to use Lancet to spy on me, to probe me, to test me. ”

"I walked delicately on the tightrope, and even though he felt that something was wrong, I often gave in when he broke out, so that he could not find a reason to have a seizure. ”

"He was careless, and I succeeded. ”

"But after trampling him under my feet, the vast sky of Goldmers, which Duke Kellogg had bore upon me, pressed on my shoulders like reality, and this endless surging sense of crisis almost overwhelmed me, so that I had to admit that he was indeed great as a warrior, a noble lord. ”

"But I can't let go, I can't wait to take him out of the coffin now, cut off the last shred of his life, and curse hysterically and burn every inch of his blood to ashes!"

"I've been wondering why my father and I got to where we are, and now I've figured out that being born in Goldmouth was more expensive than I thought. ”

"Seven years, seven years of planning and a little near-perfect luck, yes, Sacrifice Kais, I should be able to get what I wanted. ”

The Frost Dragon laughed, "The aristocratic calculations are in your blood, but you don't have any thirst for power in your heart?"

"What do you think my 'get what you want' to say?freedom? You just got rid of Kellogg, not even Gothmers, so small as you are, why should you expect something that a dragon can't afford? ”

"There is no freedom, Olwes! This is an ethereal, bitter and tormented word, a sweet fabrication of fantasy and unattainability. It can only comfort the living beings like wine, but it even makes the living beings unable to find their way. ”

The air fell silent suddenly, and it was obvious that one person and one dragon were thinking about their hearts.

"Leave that aside, thanks, Kais. ”

"Don't thank me, we take what we need. The woman in white sat down unceremoniously at the table, picked up the letter written by Olwes and looked at it, the corners of her mouth twitched, "Gross, this exaggerated and disgusting wording." ”

Olwes smiled slightly, snatched the letter from her hand and sealed it with fire paint, took out the family crest and scribbled it on, stroked the lines of the dried lion, she sighed, came out of the tent and whistled and beckoned, the letter eagle seemed to fly from the bright moon.

..........

"Looks like you had a good dream last night, Jota. Olwess smiled playfully, stroking over the few new scars on his already small torso, and no one could guess what kind of danger he had gone through, "Do you see their faces, they were once your dearest companions?" ”

Jota pursed her lips, "I betrayed them first. ”

"Haha. Olweis laughed, as if she had heard some joke, "I thought your mind would be clearer in the morning, even if you didn't give in yesterday, and there would be a shut-up assassination in the evening." ”

She looked at Jota quietly, and seemed patient, and admonished:

"You think, Jota, as long as you don't lead me to kill them for a day, not only your safety, but also your family, your family's safety will be threatened at any time, and I am very worried about you. ”

Jota's determination built up over the night faltered again, his face tense, his spirit on the verge of collapse.

"Don't forget your sister, you two innocent and innocent sisters, those "wolf bands" thugs will angrily break into your mansion, tear their clothes and let them cry and scream, we need to hurry, Jota, listen, is there a cry?"

The headquarters of the "Wolf Regiment" is at the Hawn Manor in the province of Boer. "The owner of the manor, Count Bichel, is an ardent admirer of the Duke and the deputy head of the Wolf Regiment. Chota cried bitterly, "Kill me, master, I've said everything I can." ”

Olwes patted him on the head like a smile and a sigh, and raised her hand as she stepped out of the woods, a crossbow bolt behind her that carried Jota through Jota's skull and pinned it to the tree, her longing gasp abruptly stopped.

"Miss, what to do?", the old man came over and put on a cloak for her, who was dressed thinly, "Boer Province is the birthplace of the Duke, and was his second foundation during the reign of the former head of the family, and if he rashly acts, it is likely to cause a violent counterattack, and the consequences are no less than half of Goldmers's rebellion. ”

"I've heard that the Inquisitors of the Holy See have recently needed a group of powerful sinners to use as experimental materials against dark creatures, and I believe that under the double charge of treason and blasphemy, the province of Boer should be quieter. ”

Olwes looked at the Imperial Capital, which was still far away in the sky, "It just so happens that I know a kind old man, and he should be happy to do this for me." ”

A luxurious contingent of 2,000 swordsmen and knights, above the level of a high-ranking swordsman and a grand knight, escorted a pitch-black carriage like the wind through the Empire's Laura's position, and General Orman and his legions avoided it far away and gave way.

The ancient and mighty Goldmers is still the unattainable lion, running as wild everywhere as he did in Orman.

In the Runuuk family's castle, there are only three diners in the luxurious and empty hall, which makes the long dining table made of cold metal and more than twenty seats seem particularly lonely, except for the golden lion head hanging from the wall with its eyes gouged out.

Some of the sick boys looked quietly at his father, and the way he read the letter with a frown now caused a heavy pressure in the hall, and the boy was almost out of breath, and he tried to cover his mouth, and the cough still resounded in the hall.

His father did not scold him harshly, apparently pondering the contents of the letter.

The steward of the castle stepped out of the darkness, and the man sitting on the throne finally spoke, "Manchera, do you think what the cunning and despicable family of Ephosa said is true or false? ”

"The lion of the Empire will be bitten by a sheep? Either we misread Kellogg, or we misjudged his daughter Olves. Manchera said softly, in a very humble manner, unlike words, "but I prefer the latter. ”

"Oh?", Scott, the head of the House of Runuk, raised an eyebrow, "You think so highly of her?

"Huh. "It's not that she's optimistic, but the Duke's strength we all know, and the only thing we don't know about is the girl who wanders on the edge of the aristocratic social circles, often disappears in Orman, and has a great magister teacher." ”

Scott took the only piece of paper handed by the butler, and looked at him in surprise, he scanned the information, and there were few pieces of information confirming the truth, on the contrary, the duke's information that was placed aside was thick, like the thickness of Kellogg himself.

Scott rubbed his eyebrows, "You're right, I read it wrong, this is obviously a restless guy." What about the province of Florida and the territory of the Goldmers family?"

"No change as always. The light in Ralde's eyes flickered slightly.

"Haha, interesting, interesting. Scott laughed maniacally, the "madman" family has a hereditary hyperthyroidism, "Cyril!

"I'm here, father. The boy quickly put down the broth he had quietly picked up.

"Do you see the empty chairs in this hall?!These are the masterpieces of the Goldmers, their masterpieces!", Scott, who slowly became enraged, slammed his fist against the table like a brown bear, the cups shattered, the soup was in disarray, and the metal table was falling apart with a scream.

"Kill them, kill this lowly, disgusting, annoying lion!Kill them!kill them!", Scott tore the lion's head hanging from the wall to shreds with his huge arms of scarcity.

"I'm not going to hang this ugly beast's head, it's going to be the head of the head of the Goldmers family!"

"Did you hear me! Remember! Cyril!"

The boy's scream in his ears made the boy shiver in his chair as he grabbed his shirt and shivered, and struggled to hold back the tears that were about to roll out of his eyes for the withered mother across from him.

"I remember, father. ”