Time passed, and six days had passed since Duke Sally was turned away from Pacaro City.

For six days, the entire kingdom was boiled with information - topics such as "orc invasion" and "duke's treason" stunned the populace and stunned the nobles, but everyone seemed to have not recovered from the shock, and could only release their inner anxieties through constant quarrels and discussions.

Civilians are the first to think of their own safety, and even villages on the border are ready to flee from exile. The other nobles, large and small, had different thoughts and raised troops to prepare for war, but the guys who were far away from the border were more stoic and waited to see the situation.

Viscount Senna was not in the slightest interested, and his only concern was his father's reply and the tone of his Majesty Charles II.

"Lord Viscount, the knights of Sero have arrived from the fortress of Donak with two hundred cavalry, and they will be able to reach the city before dark."

"Got it."

Listening to the soldier's report, Senna's expression was much more relaxed than a few days ago, and Viscount Anru beside him was also relieved after hearing this, and sighed: "Counting them, the four surrounding fortresses have all sent troops, and so far there has been... Uh--their news, probability-wise, should be fine. ”

They didn't want to know where the orc troops went, but Sally's gang had to die. In his subsequent order, Senna specifically emphasized the word "traitor", indicating that all support forces must "kill traitors without any compromise", after all, this is already a clear political struggle, and there is no room for compromise.

Now it seems that that force should be "completely annihilated".

While thinking about it, another guard came to report: "Lord Viscount, Bishop 'Rosicrucifer' Parker led a team of 200 people to request to enter the city, saying that he came to investigate the disappearance of the mission troops. ”

"Oh? They're not slow. ”

Senna had expected this, after all, there was still a "Rosicrucian" team in the forest at that time, and the church would come to investigate it thoroughly. But now that the facts have been decided, what you like to check is what you want, anyway, the church can't find trouble with one of its own big nobles, so there's nothing to worry about.

So he waved his hand: "Be entertained, cooperate with the investigation, and tell him all the 'facts' that should be said." ”

The two nobles were very relaxed at this time, because this raid directly led to the death of a large group of nobles in Evta, and the biggest beneficiaries of them were the two of them - with the Minos family and Charles II wiping their butts, Senna and Viscount Anjou only needed to happily divide these "inheritances".

Land, taxes, and all kinds of resources, these things are exciting to think about, but the two of them cover it up very well at this time, and they tacitly don't mention it. It wasn't until midday, when the Mirno family's party was about to arrive in the city, that Senna and Viscount Anjo started the conversation and quickly divided the profits.

The process is not repeated, the result is naturally "everyone is happy", and what makes Senna and Anru even more excited is... His Majesty Charles II even issued a proclamation today - "The Roussiflon family collaborated with the enemy and treason, the crime is unforgivable, and they are the enemies of the whole country!" ”

"Hah! Perfect! ”

Senna even jumped up a little out of shape when he heard the news, and Viscount Anru also clenched his fists excitedly: even if the surviving nobles jumped out to cry out for grievances, they could only be regarded as nonsense in front of His Majesty's announcement: although the control was not firm, with the prestige of the royal family, this announcement could be called "the conclusion of the coffin".

The reason for this is that Charles II has long regarded "Evta" as a thorn in his side, and dealing with a big nobleman like Sally who holds real power has been the established goal from the beginning - this time there is such a suitable reason and handle, His Majesty the King, who originally wanted to "slowly figure it out", naturally could not refuse the temptation of "overnight", and after weighing it again, he finally chose to do it directly...

"I'm just driving the wheel of fate."

It is said that this was the faint confession of Charles II when he signed the proclamation.

"Huh-the next thing will be arranged by you Viscount Anru, I still have to explain to my father, and maybe I have to meet Your Majesty..."

Senna stretched a big waist and turned his head to look out the window, inexplicably feeling "lonely as a master".

But this matter has been a perfect end, Senna is eager to return home, after all, he has completed the task excellently this time, and he has made a lot of money for the family!

I've proven what I'm capable of!

With a smug face, he stepped into the carriage on the way home, and left Pacaro City straight under the escort of more than 300 cavalrymen and two mages sent by his father. He didn't even forget to drag a rather beautiful maid, just to vent on the way.

Viscount Anru said goodbye with a smiling face, and when he returned to the City Lord's Mansion, there was only pure joy left - there are not many things that the Mirno family can really hold in their hands, but he is close to the water, and most of the territory under the hands of the dead lord will be openly and secretly pocketed by him, if everything goes well, the territory owned by Anru can already rank in the top five in the kingdom!

It is more appropriate to say that it is not so much "war money" as "national disaster money" or "dead people's money". But where does Anru care about this? Hundreds of nobles said that they were framed, and now there is no turning back.

He took a deep breath and was thinking about how to deal with the matter of the Fuser silver mine, when he heard a sudden report from the soldier:

"Lord Viscount, Bishop Parik is just outside the City Lord's Mansion and wants to ask you about the sect's troops."

"Oh. Tell him to wait for me in the living room. ”

Senna ran fast, and the rest of the mess naturally needed An Ru to deal with, he didn't shirk, straightened his luxurious robe, An Ru tried to suppress the joy on his face, rubbed his eyes red, and walked into the living room after posing with a "painful" look.

"Bishop Parik, what has happened these days is nothing short of a nightmare, the presence of traitors is a disgrace to the kingdom, that duke..."

His voice was low, and he was about to tearfully explain how Sally had slaughtered his compatriots with a ruthless heart, but his eyes saw the white-robed bishop waving at him calmly:

"Lord Viscount Anru, it's not me who wants to ask about things."

With that, he leaned slightly sideways, and the woman in the blue priest's robe behind him raised her head slightly—

"Go on, I'd like to hear what you say Sally did."

The lord of Evta stared sharply at Viscount Anru, and the anger in his words was undisguised.

"You... You're alive?! ”

An Ru took a step back in shock, her eyes scanned the surroundings, and she suddenly found that those people wearing religious robes were clergy, but they were all those missing nobles!

"Baron Coriman? Catherine? Baron Fisher? You guys..."

"Bang!"

The door to the parlor was closed by the Knight of Wellington, and Viscount Anru looked around with a pale face, completely silent.

******

Following.

The maid who woke up from the carriage felt sore.

In order to satisfy Viscount Senna, she could be said to have exhausted all her resources last night, although she was weak, but she was still inexplicably excited to think that she would be rewarded for it - from now on, she would no longer have to eat those unpalatable breads, and she would be able to wear luxurious clothes that she had never dared to think of before...

Although it is early spring, the warm **** upper body in the carriage does not feel cold. For fear of waking up the Viscount Senna on the side, the maid got up lightly and got dressed, but then frowned with some doubts.

The surroundings seemed to be too quiet.

According to the usual custom, even if the escort soldiers do not speak, there will always be some movement in the movement of horses, the clash of armor, and all kinds of sounds.

"What's going on..."

She muttered softly, and casually picked up the dress that had been rudely stripped by Senna yesterday, only to find that her fingertips were a little damp - and when she looked down, the original white fabric turned out to be crimson!

"This is..."

As far as she could see, she found that the bed beneath her was red as far as the eye could see—the lingering smell of blood in the air woke her up!

A ridiculous premonition suddenly appeared in her heart, and her arm trembled and she pulled open the quilt covering Viscount Senna...

"Ah!!!h

The screams resounded through the camp, but the hundreds of guards and knights who were supposed to be on guard all around them fell to the ground one by one and fell asleep, and even the warhorses on the periphery lay on the ground—the only exception being the two mid-level mages who had lost their lives with arrows stuck in their chests.

……

Hundreds of miles away.

"Your Majesty has made up your mind this time."

The Count of Mirno, who was in the mansion, rubbed his eyes, and although he looked tired from working on documents overnight, there was an undisguised joy between his brows.

The recent incidents of "treason" and "orc attack" inevitably indicate that the kingdom is about to change drastically from a political point of view, and no matter what the outcome is, it will be a good thing for the Mirnor family who are holding the royal thighs - the stronger the royal family's control over the Karen Kingdom, the greater the power of the Milnor family, which is definitely a sure thing!

Evta's finished!

The Russifron family is finished!

The greatest lord in the northwestern part of the kingdom has fallen, and the day is just around the corner when the kingdom of Karen will be under royal rule!

In the past few days, the Mirno family has almost become the most dazzling existence in the central and southern part of the kingdom - the story of "Viscount Senna outwitted the orcs and bravely fought against the traitors" has been adapted into a popular poem in the territory, and it seems that everyone in the streets and alleys can tell a few stories of "Senna wielding a sword and slashing orcs".

A stone pillar was specially erected in the center of the city square, on which was inserted a orc head cut off by Senna himself, which made countless people praise the Earl for "tiger father without dog son". Of course, such "rave reviews" are naturally indispensable to the secret promotion of the Count of Mirno, but his unsuccessful son finally has a chance, and he is very relieved after all, and he can't stop smiling all day long.

"This kid finally got the hang of it, and he didn't go out in vain."

After signing a few documents and sorting out a plan for the annexation and integration of Ivota he put on his wax seal and asked his servants to take it and hand it over to Charles II, when he was about to rest, he saw the butler pale and knocked away a servant and rushed in from the outside...

Mirno was in a good mood, but he didn't ask for it, and said, "What is so flustered?" Could it be that the orcs are fighting here? ”

"Old... Sir, I-I-"

The housekeeper has served the family for many years, has a steady personality and is extremely strict-mouthed, and has never been so out of shape for decades. Mirno looked at him, he stammered for a long time and couldn't even speak, his brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"What the hell is going on? Take your time. ”

"Young master, young master, he..."

"What's wrong with him? Coming back so soon? ”

The butler took a few deep breaths, and finally said in one breath: "The young master's head was hung on the stone pillar in the square this morning, and he, his forehead, was imprinted with a line of magic, which read, 'The fate of the traitor'!" ”

With a thud, Count Mirno took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground with his eyes blank...