readx;? On a bloody night, clouds obscured the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Countless torches swayed through the city, and the crimson light that swayed in the wind permeated every dwelling.

The clash of soldiers' iron armor was like a hymn to death.

Hard-soled riding boots on the hard stony ground are breathtaking!

Countless civilians hid in their homes, hearing the sound of swords colliding from time to time outside, and the ** and screams of human beings before they died.

No one knows what's going on outside.

The only thing they could do was hide in their homes and pray that no soldiers would break down the door.

And the more daring residents leaned down on the crack in the door and looked out!

A nobleman, richly dressed, with his hair scattered and even a lot of blood on his body, struggled between the arms of the two soldiers, while his mouth was still screaming!

"You reckless people, let me go, where's Louis, damn it, let him come to me! Lord Theodore won't bypass you, you're rebelling..."

It's like an animal to be slaughtered, dragged to the ground, and the only answer to him is indifference!

Lord Wick's voice grew farther and farther away as the group of soldiers moved away, but the resident squirmed as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart beating violently at this moment, gulping in on the fresh air.

The look in his eyes was terrifying!

That's Lord Wick!

Oh my God, what the hell is going on?

The night will not be quiet after all, and the same thing is happening in all corners of the Uptown!

It wasn't until the sky turned white that Conway, which had been in turmoil all night, gradually subsided.

Hearing that it had been quiet outside, the residents of Shangcheng quietly opened their doors and cautiously looked out to see a large number of city guards stationed on the streets.

And the originally luxurious aristocratic mansion looks a little dilapidated.

Only one of the expensive iron doors remained, and the other was painted a strange dark red.

Many soldiers were washing the ground with buckets, but the reddened sewage told them that many people died here last night!

Those who wanted to go out were scolded back by the soldiers, and none of them had the right to set foot on the streets of Conway at this time.

In order to maintain order in the city, Mien deliberately extended the curfew until noon today, and until then, no residents were allowed to leave their rooms.

The homeless and dilapidated families on the streets were all arrested by the city defense army at this time and put in prisons, and when the situation stabilized, they would naturally be released.

The entire upper class of Conway was just one night, and more than seventy percent of the nobles were all arrested!

None of their private soldiers left in the city survived!

All the families and servants were imprisoned in makeshift concentration camps!

The nobles who were lucky enough to escape were hiding at home at this time, and it was the only time in their lives that such a thing happened!

Lord Warren, one of the survivors, sat in his study, with four guards guarding the door, while he had a delicate dagger at his hand.

The milk in the cup had turned cold, but Lord Warren, who had never drunk cold milk, still took the cup and took a sip, as if trying to soothe his irritable heart.

Glad that he had all moved his family back to the territory a few days ago, leaving the rest of the servants and his little lover to hide in the cellar.

Warren waited all night.

His eyes were bloodshot, his lips were white, and his face was even haggard.

He had been waiting, waiting for the clash of swords outside the door, waiting for someone to kick open his door and take him away, he had already figured out what to do.

This dagger was not for the enemy, but for himself.

The honor of a nobleman does not allow them to trample on it like this!

Although he did not participate in Theodore's proposal, he did not fall in favor of Leverin Jr., because whoever was in power would not change his position in the slightest.

With 2,000 family soldiers, he has every right to wait for a new lord to emerge.

While waiting and watching, he had already planned to return to the territory tomorrow morning, and not wade into this muddy water.

But he never imagined that in such a short period of time, the returning Leverin would be impatient and would use force to strengthen his position.

Warren didn't even understand how Louis, who even Theodore couldn't woo, convinced him by little Leville.

At this time, there was a lot of commotion outside the door, and then there was no sound.

It seems that the soldiers who were loyal to them did not escape this fate, holding the dagger in the palm of their hand and stroking the cold blade.

Warren quietly looked at the white door.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, but Warren's mood is getting calmer and calmer, but it's a pity that his little cashmere carpet is about to be soiled.

A pair of large hands pushed open the unlocked wooden door, but the person who appeared made Warren stunned in his chair.

"Lord Warren, Lord Levelin invites you to visit Le Verin Castle. ”

Still a soldier he knew.

Even though he was still calm, the strength of his body seemed to be drained, and the dagger slowly slipped from his hand and landed on the carpet with a muffled sound.

...

At this time, the Mines were sitting in the only remaining dining room in the castle of Leville, and except for the two nobles who were not in the city, the eight people sitting here were the only remaining nobles in Conway.

Perhaps, in a sense, they are all ******** aristocrats.

And by inviting them here, Mien also wanted to use their hands to temporarily stabilize Conway, or make them supporters of Levillen.

At least with the strength of that Lord Warren, he is second only to Theodore among the many nobles of Conway.

Two thousand private soldiers, the territory is located ten miles south of Conway City, a super-large village and town.

The scale is even comparable to that of Lotta.

"You must have heard of what happened last night. ”

Byron was sitting on the throne at this time, full of style, and perhaps for the first time, he felt the wonderful experience of power.

Several nobles sat below in silence.

In their opinion, this is simply tyranny!

But now that their lives were all in the hands of the new Leverin, they naturally did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"The reason I have invited you here is simple, to fully support me in my ascension to the position of Lord of the City, and you will also win the friendship of the Levelin family. ”

Byron had a smile on his face and a sincere tone, and the slightly ambitious nobleman would definitely not refuse Byron's request at this time.

As soon as Little Levelin finished speaking, several little nobles couldn't help but show excited expressions on their faces.

To be able to climb the lap of the Levillen family when the new city lord was just starting out, they couldn't ask for it.

It's a great time to take a hit!

Immediately, someone stood up to show their support for Byron.

It's just that Lord Warren saw it in his eyes and disdained it in his heart.

With these territories combined being only half the size of themselves, it's no wonder they're so loyal to them.

But the Leverin had already spoken, and Warren's eyes narrowed slightly, perhaps he understood why Baron Theodore was not visible here. (To be continued.) )