The Duke of Pesa's carriage stopped in front of the deserted gate of Govélenburg, and the Duke poked his head out of the carriage and looked curiously at the famous castle. Although Glamorgan was only a few dozen kilometers away from Dévide, the Duke of Pesa, who lived in the imperial capital all the year round, never came to Govélenburg. This was not only because of Govélenburg's fame, but also because after the Hecate family was canonized as the Earl of Glamorgan, the castle became the headquarters of the Thirteen Lessons, and even a figure like the Duke of Pesa who had a strong presence and close contacts with high-ranking government officials was not allowed to enter.

Therefore, after receiving the invitation this time, the Duke of Pesa was quite interested and wanted to have a good look at this legendary castle that had stood for an era.

After handing the invitation to the manservant who greeted him at the door, the Duke of Pesa led Alans into the castle, which was serious and cold, and still had the murderous atmosphere of the previous era.

Alans, who was following his father, looked at the watchtowers around him with curiosity, although he had seen many ancient castles left over from the previous era, but it was the first time that Govélenburg knew that this era still maintained a solemn atmosphere.

"Father, is it true that so many Counts have died here in this castle, as it has been rumored?" asked Alans, who was considered an honor student in school, but still had more experience in life than the well-informed Duke of Pesa.

"Ah, yes, the curse of the Earl of Glamorgan, a terrifying legend that has been passed down for an era, did not expect it to be fulfilled today. The Duke of Pesa admired the simple decoration style of Govélenburg with great interest, and although his tone was embarrassed, there was no trace of nostalgia on his expression, "Count Heckat is a man of outstanding character, but even such a person, even in such an era, he has not escaped this curse, and it can be seen that sometimes, something has nothing to do with the progress of the times." ”

Alans didn't quite understand his father's words, but he was used to his father's remarks from time to time that he didn't understand.

While the father and son were chatting, the owner of the castle, Artmis, had come out to meet them. Although Artemis was not very accustomed to doing such things, she was not bad at doing it if she did, just as the Count of Hecate had taken her to the banquet of the Metternich family.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Artemis couldn't help but sigh in his heart, just a few months have passed, and many of the people at that time are no longer alive.

"Hello, Duke of Pesa, and welcome to Govélenburg. Artemis stepped forward and shook hands with the Duke of Pesa, "I wish you a great time tonight." ”

"Hello, Miss Hecate. The Duke of Pesa also stretched out his hand to shake Artmis's hand, although the appearance was rough, but the duke's etiquette was meticulous, "I am sorry about your father's business. ”

The corners of Artmis's mouth pursed slightly, although she knew that the Duke of Pesa did not mention her father's death out of malice, but her heart was still uncomfortable. Of course, in front of the Duke of Pesa, she could not show these thoughts, and the Duke of Hecate helped a lot at the funeral of the Earl of Hecate, so for Artmis, she owed the Pesa family a favor, and for the Duke of Pesa, it was just a gesture, and he had always had a reputation for being helpful in the social circle of the imperial capital.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but it's so inappropriate for me to mention this on a night like this, when it's supposed to be fun and stress-free. Seeing Artmis's expression, Duke Pesa immediately reacted, and hurriedly relieved, "Although it is a banquet organized by Count Jericho, the hospitality of the Hecate family is also impressive, although it is the first time to come, I think I will always remember this rare experience in the future." ”

As he spoke, he patted his son Alans on the shoulder and pushed him in front of him. "This is my son Alans, about your age, but he has been in school for too long compared to you who can take on the responsibilities of the whole family. If you don't mind, just talk to him, although this kid is not a weapon, he still has some knowledge. ”

Suddenly pushed out by his father, Alans did not show that he was overwhelmed, he has experienced many such scenes. Standing in front of Attmis, he bowed gracefully, then took Attmis's right hand and kissed her lightly on her index finger.

"Hello, Miss Hecate, I'm Alans Nope Pesa. ”

"I know your name. Atmis turned his gaze to Alams, and it has to be said that Alans is indeed a nobleman with outstanding appearance, and most women will have a very good first impression when they see him, "You are quite a famous person at Astrad I College. ”

"Did you also study at Astrad I?" asked Alans curiously, "but I don't seem to have seen you there. ”

"No, I've never been to school, all along, it's been a ...... Tutor teaching. Atemis inevitably remembered Manfred, "Actually, my governess, he's, um...... At the Astrad I School there were quite a few friends, academically. ”

"Really?" said Alans, smiling politely, "he must be a man of great learning, but one would want to meet him." ”

Artemis hung his head and remained silent.

Seeing Artmis's reaction, Alans couldn't help but be stunned, not knowing what he said wrong, which made the other party suddenly sad.

The Duke of Pesa patted his son on the shoulder, and when Alans couldn't figure it out, it was naturally up to him, the father, to step in.

"Miss Hecate, I wonder if there are any other guests here tonight?"

Hearing Duke Pesa's question, Artemis hurriedly collected his mood, raised his head and said, "You came early, and there are not many people coming to Govélenburg now. The Marquis of Phil has arrived, and Prime Minister Pitt, and the rest of the guests are also coming, right in the hall, please let me show you the way. ”

The Duke of Pesa craned his neck a little and looked into the hall, there didn't seem to be many people inside, but he did see Prime Minister Pitt talking to someone.

"I don't seem to see Count Jericha?" the Duke of Pesa suddenly asked, "To be honest, I was surprised when I received the invitation, the banquet of Jericha's family was actually held in Goverenburg of the Hecate family, at first I thought I was dazzled, and I confirmed it several times." It may be a bit presumptuous to ask such a question, but it seems that the relationship between the Hecate family and the Jericho family is very good, you see, even the guests are greeted by you on behalf of the Jericho family, even if Count Jericho is busy, it is a little ......."

Duke Pesa's words stopped suddenly, but Artemis fully understood what he meant.

"Actually," Artmis's smile suddenly retracted, "Count Jericha, he's not here, not in Govélenburg, not even in Glamorgan. ”

Alans immediately showed a look of surprise, he had come into contact with Swain, and although Swain's indifference had left a very bad impression on him, at least in Alans's opinion, Sven did not look like a person who would make such jokes.

"Oh, Count Jericho isn't here?" the Duke of Pesa raised an eyebrow, but Artemis didn't think the Duke seemed to be really surprised, "So, where is he?"

Artemis glanced to the west.

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Baron O'Brien watched his soldiers carry boxes of supplies into the camp, and the faces of these soldiers were simple joy, after being stationed on the outskirts of the imperial capital for more than half a month, they could finally enjoy the food of the imperial capital.

However, as their supreme commander, Baron O'Brien did not have any smile on his face.

Because Lieutenant Colonel Ralph No. Guderian was standing beside him, the soldiers' thanks were directed at the lieutenant colonel of the Royal Guard, and instead ignored his own true general.

"Your soldiers all look happy. Lieutenant Colonel Guderian said to Baron O'Brien, but his gaze did not look at the baron, still resting on the soldiers, "However, you don't seem to be so. ”

"I've tasted the food in the imperial capital. Baron O'Brien said unhurriedly, although Lieutenant Colonel Guderian was about the same age as the Baron, but compared to Swain, Baron O'Brien felt more relaxed in facing this lieutenant colonel, "It's too sweet, the people of the imperial capital are immersed in the taste of sweetness, and it is easy to lose their vigilance and perseverance, which is fatal to soldiers." ”

"But Dewei still controls this empire, doesn't he?" Lieutenant Colonel Guderian turned his head slightly, looking at Baron O'Brien out of the corner of his eye, "The capital of the empire has always been Deweide, since the time of Midletus I, there is no second, even if the local princes rebel a few times, this will not change." ”

Listening to Guderian's meaning, Baron O'Brien quietly touched his hand to his waist.

"May the empire prosper forever. His eyes were fixed on the afterglow of Guderian's eyes, and his tone was very calm, "May virtue continue to prosper." ”

"And what about the Gion family?" Beyond Baron O'Brien's gaze, Guderian curled the corners of his mouth slightly, "Your blessing seems to be missing. ”

"We are faithful, so even if we don't convey it in words, the blessings of the royal family can reach the ears of the Lord through our hearts. ”

"You really think of my father's usual tone. Guderian suddenly laughed, "You have seen it, my father, Marshal Rudolph. To be honest, I haven't seen him for a long time since he left for Pritown. ”

"When I met him in Landestown, the marshal was in great health. Baron O'Brien's mind conjured up Marshal Rudolph's massive body, but at the same time he did not let his guard down, "You don't have to worry. ”

"He was a very pure soldier, bearing the imprint of His Majesty's time, and it has been so deep in the marrow that it can never be erased. Guderian turned his face and looked at Baron O'Brien, "He is extremely loyal to the Empire, and he is also loyal to the Giang family, no matter who the enemy is, as long as he dares to show hostility to the Empire and the Jang family, he will pounce on him without hesitation, like a tiger, and bite the throat of the enemy." ”

"IMHO. The corners of Baron O'Brien's mouth curled slightly, but his expression remained cold, "It's hard to imagine the marshal's pounce - it seems too difficult for him." ”

Guderian was not annoyed, although Baron O'Brien was sarcastic about his father.

"I feel the same way. Baron O'Brien's words surprised Baron O'Brien a little, but more unexpected was still to come, "To be honest, my father and I are sometimes at odds with each other, he pins his will on the Empire and neglects the family somewhat, although my uncle is the Minister of War, but I'm sure that if he does something, my father will not care about brotherhood." ”

Baron O'Brien was silent, wondering what he meant by what he meant.

"It is precisely because His Majesty Nikolai knows this that he will be so relieved to entrust the military power of the empire to our Guderian family, he is very clever in employing people, but ......" Guderian's words suddenly paused, and then continued in a very small voice, "But the current Your Majesty, it is far inferior, he is too suspicious, so suspicious that the people around him are afraid, in the Tiamat Palace, His Majesty tried to implement the absolute will, and no one dared to disobey what he said- If anyone dares to disobey him, then those generals of the Southern Legion who were executed some time ago are an example. ”

Baron O'Brien stared into Guderian's eyes, and from the look in the other man's eyes, he could be sure that he was sincere in what he said.

"This is a good example of this, because Baron McCool was injured, so the Royal Guard was under the joint command of me and Glass, and His Majesty sent me here to carry out the mission of the Royal Guard, I think ......"

Guderian didn't say any more, and Baron O'Brien didn't have to listen, he already understood what the other party meant.

"Then just wait. He looked to the east, in the direction of Deweide, "Wait, just wait for the result." ”