"Uncle, uncle!" Charlie panicked and broke into Funner's room, waking Funner up from his nap.

"What's wrong, Charlie?" Fonner was suddenly awakened, and suddenly he stood up and rolled over from the bed, and then subconsciously reached out to touch the saber placed next to the bed, "You are so flustered, what happened?"

"Black, Black Stone......" Charlie's breathing was very short, and it seemed that he had just run a lot of roads, "You, you look at ......"

The plan frowned, Charlie's words were choppy, so that he couldn't understand what was being said at all. However, since his nephew had said about the Black Stone Palace, Fang Na also got up and walked to the window and opened the curtains that had been closed.

Perhaps it was because he was awakened from a nap just now, Fang Na's eyes were very confused at this time, and he blinked his eyes vigorously for a while before he gradually adapted to the light outside.

After about ten seconds, he finally noticed the black smoke rising from the direction of the Black Stone Palace.

"Well, that's ......" Fang Na leaned on the windowsill and stared at the Blackstone Palace with wide eyes, "Oh my God, what's going on!"

"Didn't you hear anything just now?" Charlie crooked his mouth with a toothache-like expression, "The cannon sound over there in the Black Stone Palace has sounded, didn't you hear such a big movement?"

Fonner turned his face and looked blankly at his nephew. "What did you say, the sound of cannons?"

Just as Fonnar was asking in confusion, there was another loud bang from the side of the Blackstone Palace, as if a dragon was roaring, and the entire city of Vortagen shook for a moment.

Naturally, this movement also affected the hostel where Fonner and the others were staying, and Charlie did not stand still for a while, and almost fell, but fortunately he held on to the wall in time.

"It's a shame that you can sleep with such a big movement!" Charlie clung to the wall, shouting loudly to his uncle, if he didn't have to shout at this time, I'm afraid Fonter really couldn't hear clearly.

The corners of Fonner's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling, but the smile was a little bitter. "If, like me, you attack the city of Isfahan in the Holy Helm, you will understand that the sound of cannons does not affect sleep at all. Fonner licked his lips, and though he knew it wasn't the time to joke, he couldn't help but joke at his nephew, "Because those soldiers are definitely snoring louder than the magic cannon!"

Compared to his uncle's optimism and laughter, Charlie almost cried with a sad face, he had not participated in the siege of Isfahan, in fact, this was the first time he had seen the magic cannon wield. "But the soldier can't kill himself when he snores! Now you have to think of a way, what the hell should we do!"

Compared to Father Watt and the others in the Vortagan Church, Charlie has no confidence, the hostel they live in is not far from the Black Rock Palace, and if they break up the rebels on the Black Rock Palace and come to the Silver District, then their uncle and nephew will not have a solid building like the Vortagan Church to protect themselves.

"There's nothing to be afraid of!" Fang Na was surprisingly optimistic at this time, "That Rodney should be able to control the situation, if he can't control the situation, then there is something wrong with this matter." ”

"Of course there is a problem!" Charlie couldn't help muttering, "If the Rupert family can't deal with those mercenaries, then after the mercenaries take the Black Rock Palace, the city will definitely suffer a catastrophe! ”

"Not to that extent!" Funner interrupted his nephew's complaint, "Don't you believe me?"

As soon as Funner said this, Charlie immediately shut up, no matter what, Funner still had a considerable degree of prestige in his heart.

"So, what are we going to do now?"

"Don't worry, this thing is weird, let me sort out my thoughts. He rubbed his temples, it would take a while to reload after the magic cannon had been fired for a round, so now he could sit back and think quietly for a while.

"We arrived in Vortagen City yesterday, and after I met with Rodney, he made a request to me to have our Cold Mountain Lords counter the Snowlen Lord's influence on them. And today, the mercenaries suddenly began to attack the Black Stone Palace, which is a bit too coincidental in terms of time - the situation in the city didn't seem so tense yesterday!"

"I heard that ......" Although the house is no longer shaking at this time, Charlie is still leaning against the wall, his lips trembling a little when he speaks, obviously frightened, "I heard that mercenaries have been killed in the city recently, and the murder has been going on for several days, but the murderer has not been found, maybe, maybe this is the reason why the mercenaries can't bear it anymore and start attacking the Black Stone Palace, right?"

"Homicide?" Fanna frowned, "What does that have to do with the mercenaries attacking the Blackstone Palace?"

"Rumor has it that the Ruperta family hired murderers to slaughter the mercenaries in the city of Fotagen who were fighting against them. ”

"If that's the case...... Fonna sighed, "don't you think this rumor is strange?"

"Strange?" Charlie was stunned, unable to understand what his uncle meant, "but it seems quite reasonable! Although it may not be true, the mercenaries are easy to believe this rumor, and when they are already depressed, this kind of murder has happened, and they will naturally point the finger at the Rupert family, who are already suspicious." ”

"Yes, the rumors are not necessarily true, and it is only natural that the mercenaries will target the Rupert family with their hatred. But have you ever wondered if this thing was directed by someone?"

"Someone...... Are you saying that someone is deliberately provoking the mercenaries to oppose the Rupert family, and even today the mercenaries are inciting the Rupert family? This is also very normal, after the disappearance of the Earl of Vertagen, there will always be people who think about it, like Arnold ......"

Charlie suddenly closed his mouth, and he realized halfway through his sentence that he shouldn't have brought up a topic.

"You don't understand anything. Funner sighed again, although Charlie had analyzed it just now, but in Funner's opinion, it was full of loopholes, "In short, don't look at the matter of Fotagen City too simply, I have a feeling that the truth hidden behind this incident, including that we will come here, is not accidental, behind all this, is a very deep whirlpool!"

Charlie was a little frightened by his uncle's words, he shrunk his neck and asked his uncle, "So what are we going to do?"

"Regardless of the outcome of the battle on the Blackstone Palace's side, the cooperation between us and Rodney will be nullified. Since Rodney no longer has the means to keep the situation under control, we can't trust him anymore. Of course, maybe this was planned by him a long time ago, and he knew that he couldn't control the situation, so he tried to get Leng Shanling involved-he couldn't control the Forta Genling, so this old guy would definitely not allow others to control the Forta Genling!"

"And!" Funner walked briskly to his desk, where the shaking shook everything on the table, and Funner picked it up, "I will write to the Duke at once, and report to him what has happened here, and in any case, it will be up to the Duke to judge it himself." ”

"What do you think the Duke will do?" Charlie interjected.

Funner was about to write with his pen when he heard Charlie's question, and his hand movement stopped. "Perhaps, the Lords of Vortagen are another Lord, but this time the Duke of the Snowon Lords has changed, and they may not be on our side. ”

Fonner's tone was flat, but this flat tone made Charlie feel an inexplicable chill.

"Will there be a war with the Snowren Leader?"

"Snowlon's mission is also in this city, and they, like us, have seen what is happening here. Fonner didn't answer his nephew's question directly, but the meaning of his words was clear.

"That ......"

Charlie was a little excited, he had missed the battle against the Holy Helm five years ago because he was too young, and this time, if he could make a difference in the war, then he might have a chance to get ahead like his uncle.

"Will the Duke put you in charge of the war?"

"Aren't we in Vortagen City now?" Fonna, without even raising his head, "who better to negotiate than me at this time?"

"Negotiation ......," Charlie's mind turned a little round, "with whom? It won't be with Snowlen! But, but, didn't you just say ......?"

"I didn't say anything just now. Funner paused, as if to consider how to use the words on the letter, "Remember, Charlie, war is a continuation of politics, and politics is the beginning of war. If something can be resolved through negotiations, then it is better not to use war, even Titus, who is afraid of war from the bottom of his heart. ”

"Lord Leslie......" Charlie didn't quite believe his uncle's words, "but Lord Leslie has been the vanguard of Lord Duke in every battle, and his bravery on the battlefield is obvious to all, how can a man as brave as him be afraid of war?"

"No one is not afraid of war, aren't you afraid of death?" Hearing his nephew say this, Fang Na simply put down his pen and stood up to stare at Charlie.

Being stared at by his uncle like this, Charlie couldn't help but shrink his body, the house was originally taller than him, and the natural gas field as an elder was suddenly overwhelmed by the power of the plan. But even so, Charlie still shouted hard: "I'm not afraid!"

"I'm afraid. Funner looked at his nephew, his eyes drooping, "And your father, your mother, all your relatives will be afraid that you will be killed on the battlefield." Even if you are lucky enough not to lose your head on the battlefield, but what about those who are killed by you? War is a very sad thing, whether it is killing someone or being killed by others, it is a tragedy, you have to remember that war is a last resort, never take pleasure in war!"

Charlie looked at his uncle in amazement, he had never been on the battlefield, and he had never killed any enemy on the battlefield, after all, he was just a young man who listened to the heroic deeds of his fathers, and then simply longed for that feeling. Now listening to Funner's words, he couldn't help but think about how it would feel if he killed an enemy on the battlefield.

Looking at his nephew's pensive face, Fonna felt a little relieved, then sat down to pick up the pen again.

There was another cannon shot outside, and the not-so-solid house shook again, but Fonner held the pen steadily, and the letter was pressed by his hand, and the handwriting on it was not messy. The sound of the cannon was like an accompaniment to him, and no matter how noisy it was outside, Funner was always quiet, as if all the notes fell silent as soon as they approached his surroundings.

Charlie looked at such an uncle, and he suddenly understood why his uncle was called the wise general of the cold mountain collar by others.

"Uncle. ”

"Huh?" Fonner didn't look up.

"So...... Is there such a person? the kind of person who will genuinely like war, who will desire war from the bottom of his heart. Charlie asked cautiously, but he asked so cautiously not because he was afraid that his uncle would be angry, but because he was afraid of something else, and he was afraid that his uncle would give a terrible answer.

Fonner stopped writing again.

"There are such people. ”

He looked at the letter in front of him, his eyes became extremely deep, and at the same time there was a little sadness.

"For example, our Lord Duke. ”