"I told you not to worry, don't you think I'm fine. ”

"I don't think you're going to be okay like this now, look at this, it's still oozing blood!"

"Alas, these are small meanings, compared to the harvest. ”

"Harvest? Is it the harvest that almost died there?"

"Oh dear, I just look like I'm almost there, but I'm in control!"

“........”

In the master bedroom on the top floor of the castle, two conversations rang out, Duke Samuel's voice sounding a little weak, but still neutral, compared to his wife Catherine's voice.

From time to time, an early servant passed by the door, and hurried by after faintly hearing the noise, not daring to hear anything more, or rather, to hear the Duke of Samuel's misdemeanor.

It is no secret that the Nominal Nobleman of the Stars, the titular ruler of the South, the contemporary master of the Samuel family, our great Duke of the Rose, Sir Gross Samuel, is a "strict wife".

But knowing is one thing, and having no scruples is another, although Duke Gross usually seems very kind, but that's just usually, if he happens to be in a bad mood, a little carelessness will lead to a punishment.

For example, now, although it sounds like the Duke's current situation is very humble, but it just sounds like if someone enters their conversation at this time, the first person to turn his face is probably Gross himself, who has been "disciplined".

Kind and irritable, coarse but pretentious, this is the evaluation of Duke Gross by a certain nobleman of the stars.

A very contradictory character, it is said to be related to the great changes in Samuel's family eighteen years ago, but it is said that the two words generally represent gossip, which is not very credible.

Normally, no one dared to mix freely in the conversation between the husband and wife, but now a servant had to knock cautiously on the door, interrupting them with a voice: "Sir, ma'am, a man who claims to be from the Critch family in Reef City asks to see him. ”

There was a little silence in the room, and then: "Let him wait for me in the study, and I'll go in a while." ”

"Okay. ”

Without provoking a scolding, the servant nodded as if relieved, and the footsteps faded away.

In the bedroom, Gross began to put on his clothes, muttering as he wore them, "Cunning Tyron, only talk about interests, not any affection." ”

The Duchess didn't have the same sense of meanness as before, and when her husband was dressing, she also got up to help, and at this time while buttoning Gross's underwear, she said calmly: "Taryn is a very deep person, I don't think it's a good idea for you to join him in this decision, you know, he has always been in the White City." ”

"It doesn't matter. Gross seemed very happy with his wife's clothes, he waved his hand, and did not move, let Catherine dress herself, and said happily: "Anyway, there is no conflict, well, no conflict." ”

"It's hard to say this kind of thing, if one day the ...... in the White City"

Catherine, who was chattering, suddenly paused, and then she thought of something and looked up at Gross.

"The person from the Chrissy family in Reef City can't be that Ellen, right?"

Gross grinned, squeezed his eyebrows, and said, "Yes, it's Alan, Margaret's future husband." ”

"Tyron, this unlucky son, I want to laugh when I talk about it, such a father who takes pleasure in tossing his son. ”

"How?" asked Catherine, curious.

"Hehe, I saw Alan last night, and it felt very inexplicable, so yesterday I specifically asked the old guy to come, guess what he said......"

Entering the magnificent castle, the Andrew brothers were taken to wait elsewhere, while Alan was taken to a study on the third floor after a pause in the hall on the first floor, where he did not immediately see Duke Samuel.

However, this has confirmed that Duke Samuel is still alive, which can't help but make Alan breathe a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't have a good impression of the people of Samuel's family, he didn't want any turmoil in Samuel or the southern realm of the stars, which was not conducive to his development.

What happened last night was so bizarre that the back-to-back transfers were dizzying, and in the end there was no one on the battlefield, and it was hard not to wonder if Gross was dead.

Fortunately, Alan learned from the servant that the Duke was still "intact".

After a little relief, Allen immediately rose a wave of curiosity;

What happened last night? What the hell was going on with that explosion? How did Gross escape the three shamans?

Why do shamans die?

The successive questions kept appearing in his heart, but in the end he could only suppress them.

It's still early, and the Duke probably hasn't gotten up yet, though he probably hasn't slept at all from what happened last night.

But apparently, it was estimated for a while that he would not come, and it was useless to think about these questions now.

So out of boredom, he looked at the study.

It's a simple setting, a bit like the one in Tyron, Reef City, but it's much larger.

There was a desk near the window in the innermost part, with some books and letters messily placed on it, and then near the door was a sand table, which Alan looked at carefully, and found that it seemed to be the southern realm of the stars.

It was covered with all kinds of small flags that seemed to represent something, and a few of them had been pulled out, and Alan vaguely guessed about it, but did not continue to think about it.

He wasn't interested in any of these things.

He looked at the other furnishings in the study, and just as he stopped to look at a book, footsteps sounded outside the door.

"It's coming. ”

Alan put down the book in his hand and stood in front of the door in an orderly manner, staring intently.

Not surprisingly, with a burst of laughter, Gross's chubby figure pushed the door in.

"Good morning, Uncle Gross. ”

Alan bowed respectfully. There is nothing to be faulted about in demeanor and behavior.

"Good morning, little Alan. Gross responded with a smile, then raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be inhibited, we've already met, haven't we." ”

"Yes. Alan pursed his lips and smiled, and then showed a curious expression just right: "I just didn't know that Uncle Gross was at that time..."

Gross moved to the chair in front of the desk and sat down, then looked at Alan and raised his eyebrows: "Ha, do you want to ask why I can still stand in front of you now when I was about to die?" ”

"Let's just say that. Alan felt that his expression was a little strange, as if he wanted to laugh and forced himself to hold back?

However, he didn't know if this was his delusion, and after receiving Gross's signal, he sat down opposite him, and after a moment of silence, said, "The existence of those three shamans is obviously a trap, but Uncle Gross doesn't seem to have completely fallen into it. ”

"I expected it, yes, I knew it was a trap. Gross didn't shy away from saying, "Not only did I know, but I also laid a trap." ”

"Sure enough," Alan nodded secretly.

When he was on the road before, he had a guess that the explosion was obviously not caused by the orcs, because it would not do them any good, and they were already in control, and it was impossible to make any explosions with snakes.

Then I think of the auxiliary soul absorbed by the six-pointed star, which represents the death of a shaman, and the meaning of this is self-evident.

Gross's answer confirmed Alan's guess.

"Ten years ago, when I sent Kleist into contact with the orc tribe, I never thought that he would be able to hide the orcs completely, and in fact, no one has ever been able to hide from those soul-playing guys, and Kleist will be no exception. ”

"That...."

"The orc shaman thinks I'm just trying to steal the empty stones, but I'm just trying to lure them out. Just like when they ambushed my father, Adesbay, they thought it was still a beautiful ambush that had been orchestrated for a long time, and then, as you can see, the ending. ”

Gross shrugged his shoulders and smiled smugly at Allen, "I played them to death!"

Although there had been speculation about this for a long time, Alan still looked a little surprised at this time.

Hibernate for a long time, one hit will kill!

This plan is very simple, but the implementation period is very long, 10 years, which is not an ordinary long patience.

What made Alan sigh even more was that as the most important part of this plan, the merchant seemed to have no idea about the true purpose of this plan, and from all kinds of previous conversations, he seemed to think that he was only in contact with the orc tribe to steal the forbidden sky stone....

"Poor businessman. ”

Alan sighed secretly about this, but then, he didn't have the heart to pity others.

Because Gross said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank your father, if it weren't for his full cooperation to attract most of the orcs over, the orc elders of the Scarlet Plains would not have left here at all, and it would be impossible for Kleist to steal the Forbidden Sky Stone, and if he couldn't steal the Forbidden Sky Stone, I naturally wouldn't be able to implement my plan." ”

Allen's face was stunned, and Gross continued to laugh, "And in the end, if it weren't for your father, I guess it would have taken a lot of effort to kill those three shamans completely." ”

"So, although it's not easy to deal with, I think your father can be considered a good person......