It is said that the divine doctor is treating who is sick, and when it comes to the divine doctor, these people consciously close their mouths, here he is a character who no one dares to offend, who does not have a little illness and pain on weekdays, especially the environment here is dirty and messy, and it is easier to cause diseases, so here, the divine doctor is a god-like figure, and no one dares to talk nonsense.

When night falls, the earth returns to silence, and in this era of lack of spiritual resources, there are not many entertainment facilities, so most people will choose to fall asleep early.

However, the night seemed to be quiet, but it was not quiet at all, and in one day, the news of the Viscount's assassination spread in the territory, and this was a terrible event of such a terrible nature, and the death of the nobles at home, which was a contempt for the aristocratic circles, at least as those nobles thought.

They enjoyed unparalleled privileges, and in their eyes, they were always superior, and when the news spread in the territory, it was like a bombshell, and the Atlanta territory exploded, which was a blatant provocation, and the nobles could not sit still, and letters like snowflakes were handed to the heart of Atlanta, the Duke of Atlanta's bedchamber.

"How can this be reasonable!" In the gorgeous sleeping palace, there was an angry roar, and the servants in the aisle were silent, in Atlanta, the Duke is the authority, the supreme existence, the heavens are angry, and the corpses are million, and the Duke is angry, and the consequences are not much lighter.

The subordinates were even more cautious, subconsciously lowering the sound of footsteps and breathing, for fear that they would touch the Duke's brow.

This is a man with a tall figure like an iron tower, a beard like a steel beard, he does not have long hair like other nobles, and his lean hairstyle and strong muscles do not look like a pampered duke.

Atlan was indeed different from other nobles, he was an ambitious duke, the youngest of the eight dukes, and at the same time the most enterprising, and he was inspired to make his realm the best.

However, the blow of reality made it difficult for him, the social contradictions became more and more acute, and the relationship between the nobles, commoners and slaves became more and more irreconcilable.

So during this time, the Duke was very annoyed and likewise temperamental

up.

This incident of the Viscount's assassination added fuel to the fire and made the Duke's heart completely boil.

"Bang!" A fist slammed on the table, the duke's face was flushed strangely, and the personal butler on the side saw this, and hurriedly walked behind the duke to beat him on the back, and then said with a smile, "Lord Duke, don't be angry with these little things." ”

"Bring me the medicine," said the duke.

The butler hurriedly took out a bottle of pills from his bosom and handed one to the duke, and Atlan took the medicine and swallowed it neatly, and then rested for a while, and the blush on his face gradually faded.

"The number of times you take medicine is getting more and more frequent, go on like this......" The butler has been in the duke's house all his life, and he has watched the little duke become a man, and he himself is gradually aging, so he and the duke have feelings that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.

And the duke also regarded him as an elder, although he was only a servant, but the duke always respected him.

"It's not in the way," the duke waved his hand disapprovingly, he was an old problem, as long as he was excited from childhood to adulthood, his heart would beat faster than normal, and he had visited famous doctors for so many years but found nothing, and could only rely on medicine to treat it.

The effect of the medicine didn't work very well, and the thought came to his mind for a moment, and his thoughts returned to the table.

Pieces of paper were piled up on the table like snowflakes, and he flipped through several sheets, all of which were talking about Phyllis's stabbing death, and he didn't have to look at the rest, it was estimated that they were all eight or nine.

He was so angry in his heart, firstly, because these people did not give him peace of mind, because of the uneven distribution of power, some lively commoners and slaves began to mix sand in his eyes, which was a thing he would never tolerate.

Because he is a duke, a ruler, he will definitely stand on the side of the nobles, he does not want anyone to flout their authority, and he also has some hatred in his heart, and the viscount was assassinated, which has not happened for hundreds of years, how can it happen in his territory.

Second, he is more and more greedy for these people under his hands, these powers are distributed to them by him, and they only know how to enjoy themselves, and do not care about the life and death of others, and the erosion of the aristocratic circle has reached a point where he cannot even look directly

At the point where he wants to change all this, but he is bound and should not make drastic reforms, because what he wants to restrain is the power of his own side.

Thirdly, because of the tax collection a few days ago, a lot of unpleasant things happened, the tax collection system is that the kingdom taxes the duke, and then the duke goes down in turn, layer by layer, and he is the one with the lowest harvest among the eight territories, nearly half less than the first place.

What a terrible thing this is, with the same amount of territory and so little harvest, whose problem is it?

That's why Atlanta is determined to beat these people up this time.

It was late at night, and a slight chill flowed in the study, and the butler took a robe and put it on for Atlanta at the right time, because Atlanta was shirtless at this time, and it was indeed a little cold.

Sleepiness swept over, Atlanta yawned, all the big and small things in the territory have to pass from him, and a person's energy is limited after all, things are complicated, and there are no rules that can be figured out, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

"Give orders to the various territories to make sure that the real culprit is caught," Atlanta pinched his forehead, and then continued, "Oh, by the way, this time a bounty will be issued, and whoever finds the real culprit, regardless of his identity, will receive ten thousand gold coins, plus a promise from myself." ”

"Wouldn't this be bad, if he was caught by the slaves, wouldn't it be ......" The butler is also a good person, and now the contradiction between the three parties is already very serious, isn't the duke still deliberately accelerating the creation of contradictions.

"Don't worry, I know in my heart, there are nothing important, I will go to rest without me," it was only a short while, he had yawned three times in a row, and then tightened the robe behind his back, and it was late at night, he was indeed a little unable to bear it.

"Hmm......" The butler thought for a moment, and suddenly frowned, "By the way, please see the people from the White-clothed Sect in the afternoon, I don't know when we will summon us, and I will go over and talk back later." ”

"People in white, what are they doing, I don't believe in them!"

The butler explained, "It seems that the first witnesses to the assassination were the people of the White Sect, and it is possible that they came to have something to do with it. ”

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