In the early morning, the fog was filled, and a crisp sound of horses' hooves stepped on the streets of Boulder City, the sound of horses' hooves was crisp and pleasant, but it brought heavy, solemn news, Grand Duke McCarvey summoned Earl Julian McCarvey and Andrew Noamon, Earl of Castermay, to the noble court of Fury Waves, and Duke McCarvey, as the guardian of the South, would personally mediate or adjudicate the dispute between the two.

Julian, who got the news, briefly explained some important matters to Edgar and Sebas, and then set off for Angry Waves City with Baal and a hundred cavalry, accompanied by Dick, Count Noamon and the orc Muto who was reduced to prisoners. It was the first time that the people of the peaceful land had seen such an ugly monster as the orcs, and they were either curious, or laughing, or scolding, or making thoughtful expressions, but the news of the orc Muto really spread all over the world in a short time.

Along the way, the Count of Noamon had a defeated face, his teeth chattered, and every time the people insulted Muto, it was as if he were insulting him, like a hammer striking on his fragile heart, and the fear that worried him made him tremble, his anxious heart swayed like a wind chime on a carriage, the forced stimulation made him almost faint, the cramped carriage was like a moving coffin, and the Count of Noamon was like a living man who had been buried prematurely, except for the flowing pulse and the beating heart reminding people that he was alive, his complexion showed the withering of a dying man, his lips turned marble-pale and his eyes lost their luster, like a corpse crawling out of a burial mound.

In the frightened, cloudy eyes of Count Noammon, all the creatures of the world were hostile to him, and he opened his dry lips, stretched out his scorched tongue, and breathed heavily, desperately trying to swallow fresh air into his lungs, but even though Count Noamun's mouth was as big as a disc, the air he swallowed was as cruel and vicious as a dove's feather.

The Count of Noamon was ill, fainting in his "coffin" with a faint, painful groan, and the convoy had to hold back in order to find a doctor to cure him.

Julian's convoy arrived at the Eagle's Nest in the Slonian Counts, where they decided to rest and wait for Count Noamun's illness to heal before moving on. Julian did not want Count Noamon to die on the way to the city of Fury, because then all the suspicions and ill-intentioned speculations would be on him, and the nobles would be indignant and full of anger to accuse Duke McCarvey of killing his opponent, Count Noamun, and because of the absence of Count Noamon at the court, then Julian would probably be forcibly taken and bear all the blame, and people would slander and slander him viciously and irrationally.

Eagle's Nest is located in a river valley, surrounded by a vast river that stretches for thousands of miles, like a pair of giant arms to shelter it on a water island. Fishing boats float on the river, fishermen cast their nets to enjoy the joy of harvest, and herdsmen graze their sheep on the land with abundant water and grass, humming their unique, melodious and sonorous songs.

The Eagle's Nest is a city of bizarre architecture that was ridiculed centuries ago and now seems far-sighted. There are a few Gothic spires that rise to the sky in the city, as if the rock barbs abruptly grow from the ground, of course, the reason why it is said is that it is because in the Gothic buildings of the Eagle's Nest City, when people walk in its streets, they will not feel that the traditional Gothic architecture gives people a gloomy, gloomy, tired, shrouded in a mist that cannot be dissolved, its walls and minarets are made of white boulders, they are neat, Bright and bright, in a clear, cloudless weather, the dazzling sun divine light sprinkled on the sparkling river of the Eagle's Nest City, the bottom of the water seemed to be covered with water gold glittering, once some people believed it was true, jumped into the water to pick up a handful of gold coins, when the dazzling sunlight sprinkled on the white walls of the Eagle's Nest City, they flickered, reflected, as if the wall was inlaid with gold.

Julian chose to stop in the Eagle's Nest in Slonia, not only because he needed to cure Count Noamun, but also to ask for help from Count Berrilang Mogg, Count of Slonia, whose mother Marianna McKavey originally had the surname Marianna Mogg, the daughter of the last Count of Slonia and the sister of the current Count of Slonia, Berillon Mogg.

"You're in trouble!" said Count Slonia, who came up and slashed his head at Julian, and reprimanded him in a hoarse, low, slightly angry voice.

Staring at Berryron's solemn gaze, thick and tightly pursed lips, a serious and unsmiling face, and the compliments and enthusiasm that had been brewing in Yuri's peace of mind instantly dissipated without a trace, he shrank back and did not dare to speak.

When Julian was a child, Berry Lang came to live in the city of Fury for a year, and he made a deep impression on Julian at that time. Self-disciplined and restrained, his eyes are always as bright as torches, with a thick and stiff beard, thick lips that are always pursed without smiling, his rough complexion and towering cheekbones keep his face serious at all times, making him look as if he is always angry, and the servants of the court of Angry Waves always bend down deeply when they meet him, lower than the Duke of McCarvey, the owner of the castle, and since then he has planted the seeds of fear in Julian's heart.

Berry Lang's life is very regular, he gets up at seven o'clock every day, eats breakfast at eight o'clock, then deals with official business, has lunch at twelve o'clock, goes to sleep until two o'clock in the afternoon after lunch, then gets up to practice swordsmanship, starts eating dinner at seven o'clock when the sun sets, takes a little rest for a while and starts to deal with the rest of the work at eight o'clock, and then goes to bed at half past nine on time, and drinks three glasses of water a day. In the year that Julian has been with him, his life has always been like this, only occasionally he relaxes and enjoys life, but it is also at the invitation of Julian's mother, it can be said that Berryron's life is rigorous to the point of no return, boring and boring to the point that others are unbearable, this kind of device-like person will be creepy after anyone gets along with him, and unconsciously feel awe and fear.

He is not only himself, but also on others, and in the year he got along, Julian was reprimanded by him for often waking up late in the morning.

Because of his overly upright and fierce disposition, Bériuron Mogg often made him speak disrespectfully, and he was jealous and hateful, and always rebuked those of inferior character mercilessly, resulting in being disgusted and alienated by many nobles. If it weren't for him, Julian didn't want to come to see his uncle, who was related by blood.

Of course, this man is not as flexible as a stubborn stone, at least in the presence of Duke McCarvey, his cynical and stinky face will be slightly softer.