Mark Garth is throwing a party. It's not uncommon to www.biquge.info pen & fun > pavilion, he is always holding banquets. For all sorts of names, the birthdays, wedding receptions, and funerals of any nobleman in Garth, the completion and demolition of a slightly larger building, the birth, fame, and death of any person in history, in short, he was just a banquet for the sake of a banquet.

This time, the reason was the issuance of the Second Order of the Empire, which was rare in a century. This is a matter of course, and the daughters of the nobles and young and promising bachelors of all sizes in the city have long been waiting for this day to come.

If anything, the only thing that is rare is probably Mark Gars, who is sitting in the main seat of the banquet, but there is no happy smile on his face that can always be seen on his face. But who doesn't have a time when they're unhappy? Although no one has ever seen Mark's expression, they all know that they don't know Mark that well.

What's more, the current situation is indeed not the time to make the city lord smile. It is said that Mark has been very cooperative in the process of issuing Order No. 2, but as the nominal owner of Gars City, he felt a little uncomfortable being torn so simply by the agency sent by the central government of the empire, which is indeed human nature.

So, there's really nothing strange about it.

"No news......" However, what Mark was thinking was different from what any of them had imagined, he was not angry because he was uncomfortable, but he was in an unprecedented state of anxiety and panic, and even lost the ability to disguise his smile that he was usually not aware of, and his mind was tumbling like a boil, "It's been so long, and there is no news at all." ”

His fingers tensed, and then bent one by one, making a strange sound: "This is normal? This is not normal, in the past, I asked His Excellency Kailan to greet me when she was done, she is not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble. Could it be that something happened on the fly, and then you forgot about me?"

He had thought so for a long time. He was now anxious again, and he was starting to think about the idea itself, which meant that he had completely rejected it. All this is because of the Second Order of the Empire.

The commoners don't understand, but Mark, who is the official of the territory, knows that the so-called Imperial Second Order, in essence, is to let the people of the entire empire concentrate their thoughts on the emperor at that moment, and through some kind of royal secret method, through this channel, the spiritual power of all the people of the empire is concentrated, and the emperor can cast such an order to cast magic.

To put it simply, it is to make everyone in the entire empire become the emperor's temporary magic attendant at a specified time.

This is done, as the rumors say, yes, and only to fight the "evil spirits."

Hell, all of the biggest events in the Empire have happened in recent times. The self-defeating Holy See Third Turning Mage has been lurking in the hinterland of the empire for more than ten years! Thousands of core members of the Garth Gang, who account for one-fifth of the population of Garth City, have been slaughtered overnight! The little-known Garth City is now familiar to everyone in the Empire!

Although many people think that Mark is a complete waste wood idiot lord, but in fact, Mark is a young man with ideals, ambitions, culture and intelligence, almost without thinking, he may only know a little less about the situation than the system, and it is easy to conclude that the so-called "demon", nine times out of ten, is Brunei Castro!

This rural child, who grew up in the eyes of the empire, has become a monster at some point.

The special management department did not lie to itself this time, and the massacre was done by this Brunei Si - so, because of his own misjudgment, Kailan probably died unexpectedly......

Mark didn't feel much self-remorse, just that his heart hurt so much that every beat was accompanied by strong convulsions. How rare and rare a free second mage is! How rare and rare it is in the Empire! With her help, he could have done so many things! It is not easy to contact another free second mage now, and it is even more impossible to get him to be willing to help him!

All the good things that had been in place have come to naught because of misfortune and stupidity that I can't argue with.

Mark has been preparing the plan since he became the city lord, and after more than ten years of hard work, he barely made up a good deck of cards, and the two biggest and most critical cards were torn up so casually. Now, with the rest of the cards, it seems that all he can do is truly live the life of a laid-back lord who has nothing to do but hold a banquet that he performed before.

If Mark Gars had been such an easily willing man, he would not have come to be the lord of the city at all, having judged the desire of the central government for centralization, who had studied the techniques of white stone sculpture very carefully, and was quite accomplished.

If you are unwilling, why should you become the city lord if you give up like this?

“...... My lord. A flattering female voice woke Mark from his musings, and he was greeted by a mediocre, slightly fat, fair-skinned human face, with blue eyes and blond hair everywhere that did not add any benefit to the girl, and the small but rough jeweled hair ornament on top of her head would only be attractive to civilians.

Mark had some impression of the face, which was somewhat similar to that of the hapless Sir Chris, who was now bedridden and probably had only one servant by his side. It's no wonder that she can't get married at the age of 20.

"Lord of the Castle. Miss Chris—she herself hated being called that, but Mark didn't need to know the preferences of a ruined aristocratic daughter who seemed to him no different from a commoner—seemed to have called him a lot, as evidenced by the fact that many people around him were paying attention in this direction. The girl apparently noticed that she had caught her attention, but she screamed again, this time in a significantly thinner voice than before, her head lowered, and her face was a little red.

Looks like I've done my homework. It is not easy to know that "Mark Gars prefers innocent girls", given her family background, although it is not true.

After some information flashed in his mind that was not necessarily valuable, Mark finally really came back to his senses, looked at the girl in front of him, and showed a standard warm smile roughly according to the feeling in the past: "Beautiful young lady, is there something wrong?"

The crimson on Miss Chris's face became more pronounced, and it didn't seem to be exactly a disguise. This made Mark look a lot better about her, and he basically got to the point where he didn't mind what happened to this girl.

"It's nothing......" Miss Chris buried her head away from Mark's gaze, and from this angle, she could only see her blushing face, which made her look much cuter than when she held her head up, "It's just that Lord Castle you seem to be very- very- anxious, I, I'm a little worried......"

As an excuse, her words can only be described as ridiculous, even with the generally low level of intelligence of the noble lady, using this means to contact men is basically goodbye to the social circle. Because of this, Mark felt that maybe what Miss Chris said was from the heart.

Mark smiled even more enthusiastically: "Thank you for your concern. Beautiful young lady, am I lucky enough to know your name?"

"Ahh She looked just rightly flustered, "No, don't dare. Lord of the City, you are too polite. Mary...... Ah, Mary Chris. Mary Chris, it's my name, Lord of the Castle. ”

It is true that Mark himself was fond of banquets, and the ugliness of those incompetent nobles always gave him a special sense of satisfaction, but now this Miss Chris brought him a completely different kind of pleasure. Mary, by the way, the second daughter of the Chris's family is indeed called Mary.

"Mary, what a name. Mark smiled and looked at the girl in front of him, and his mood became much better, "Thank you for your concern." I'm fine, I should say, I'm fine. I was just thinking about life. ”

"Ah......" Mary replied, and then she didn't know what to say, but she didn't leave, just hesitated there.

"Huh. Mark suddenly laughed, his smile became flirtatious and oily, he stood up, leaned close to Mary's ear, and asked softly, "Mary, do you want to sleep with me?"

Mark's simple and explicit words made Mary's eyes widen all of a sudden, her face flushed as if she was about to drip blood, and she cried out in panic: "Ahhhh I, I, I ......" but I can't say much.

"Huh. Mark's mood became a little cheerful, and he sat back down, "Don't you want to? I'm an old man after all." ”

"No, no!" Mary suddenly retorted to him in a somewhat loud voice, perhaps because she had attracted the attention of the people around her, her face became even redder, but this time she was not too shy to speak, "Lord Castle, you are only forty-six years old this year!

Mark's body shook violently suddenly, as if something had suddenly penetrated his brain.

He is only forty-six years old! Even if it takes more than ten years, he will only be in his sixties! For a commoner, he may be already dying of old age, but a nobleman of his level is sixty years old when he is getting old and strong.

Everything is ruined, so what about doing it again!

Mark felt as if he was dozens of years younger, back in the time of thirteen, when he heard the word "city lord" again, and realized the meaning behind the word for the first time. "The lord of the city", the lord of a city.

After all these years, these two words can still touch Mark's soul as much as they did then.

"Lord Castle?" Miss Chris also seemed to sense the change in Mark's body, and screamed timidly.

Mark replied haphazardly, and he couldn't remember what he had said, but Miss Chris was so pleased that it didn't take long for her to almost stick to Mark.

And during this period, Mark, who had regained his spirits, had sorted out all the situations clearly.

Although he had made a mistake before, he did not completely dismiss all his ideas. Brunei Castro is the real culprit of all this, he has far more strength than Mark expected, but he is still Brunei Castro.

Unbeknownst to the agents in charge of the investigation, the reason for his massacre of the Gars was the kidnapping of Sal Xavier. This means that even with such great strength, he still values his friendship with Sal.

And this Sal Xavier, Mark has heard of it in the past. The rare genius of badge drawing even attracted the attention of a second-turn mage, who gave him a surname and took him as an apprentice, and at that time Mark and several pot-bellied nobles lamented the good fortune of this peasant boy.

A free two-turn mage, a Brunei Si, and a two-in-command.

These things, if they work well, can not only make up for a major loss, but also become eyebrow-raising for revenge that was not successful in the first place.

As he lay on the bed with Mary in his arms, Mark finally cleared all his joints, and a grim smile appeared on his face.