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Muen was awakened from his sleep by little Jabbar, and when he 'saw' the red circles under the other party's eyes, a not very good feeling rose in his heart, and sure enough, he brought the news of Lady Merry's death.

Although he knew that this day would come after all, Mu En was still stunned for a long time, and finally, under Aya's urging, he quickly dressed, washed, and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

A few minutes later, as soon as Mu En stepped into Madame Merry's room, she saw her 'asleep' on a wicker chair, old, pale, without the slightest breath of life, but her expression was kind and serene, with an indifferent smile on her face.

She walked peacefully and without the slightest regrets!

This was the thought that Mu En had risen in an instant, however, as he stepped forward, the angle changed, and he 'saw' the figure lying on the ground, whose skin had turned to the color of gray and white rock.

At this moment, as if he didn't believe his perception, he couldn't help but look up, looking around, looking for the figure that was always standing in a corner, and when he looked down again, he finally confirmed that it was really Old Abdul-Jabbar, who was lying on the ground, as if turned into a sculpture.

After a pause, Mu En suddenly turned his head, he 'stared' at little Jabbar, and his voice was dull and angry: "What's going on?"

With his knowledge, the first 'eye' can confirm that the old butler did not die of natural causes, but planted some kind of poison, and then look at his expression and surroundings, there is not even the slightest trace of struggle, he is not killed by others, but committed suicide by taking poison.

Little Jabbar was taken aback, but along the direction of Mu En's finger, he saw his grandfather, he was not surprised, just pulled an ugly smile, and said: "Medusa petrified potion, this potion can not only petrify the user's body and keep the corpse from decaying for thousands of years, but also can 'purify' the soul, taking this potion, even the most powerful necromancer cannot squeeze a little bit of information through the soul of the dead."

This is also the last glory of our penguin family. ”

"The last glory?" Muen felt as if there was something else he didn't know.

"Yes, the Grand Butler is not only a servant, but also half a member of the family, we can share the glory of the family, we can have a higher status and power than the three ministers, we can know all the secrets of the family, and we also have the last glory.

Each Grand Butler will receive a bottle of 'Medusa Petrochemical Elixir' when he takes office, and use it when he leaves office, which is a rule that our family has followed for thousands of years, and it also ensures that all the secrets of the Igor family will not be leaked. ”

Little Abdul-Jabbar maintained his demeanor as a housekeeper, but he was still a young man, looking at his grandfather, who had raised him since childhood, and the tears in his eyes were full of savings, overflowing, and then falling.

After a slight pause, he continued: "Grandpa should have died after stepping down from the position of chief housekeeper, and it is also because of Mrs. Merry's poor health that grandpa will survive now." Now, Lady Merry is gone, and Grandpa has fulfilled his mission. ”

"The last glory of bullshit, to put it bluntly, is that the dead can keep the family's secrets!"

Mu En felt very angry, this conscientious old housekeeper gave him a very good impression, an old man who sticks to his post, may not be earth-shattering, but it is plain, and decades of persistence are more real and valuable.

But looking at the little Jabbar in front of him, Mu En couldn't even lose his temper, if he was sad, it was his own grandfather who died, and he was even sadder than Mu En.

Stretching out his hand, Mu En said, "Bring it?"

"What?"

"Didn't you say that every butler would receive a copy of the 'Medusa Petrochemical Elixir' when he took office?"

Little Jabbar was very moved, but he still stubbornly took a step back, tilted his head and said, "Please respect the tradition and glory of our clan." ”

Refused?

He actually refused?!

Mu En couldn't believe his ears, since little Jabbar took over as the butler, he never refused his orders, at most he gave some advice, but as long as Mu En insisted, he would never refuse.

But now, he actually refused!

"Little Jabbar, I am now the master of the Igor family, and I declare in my capacity as the Grand Duke that this system established by my ancestors will be abolished, and I will order you to hand over the potion, bring it!" Muen raised his voice, he hated this fearless sacrifice, life should be respected.

A roar of anger echoed through the room, causing all the servants to kneel down, their heads bowed and trembling, but little Jabbar still held his head high and said, "Master, this is not a rule from the ancestors of the Igor family, but the tradition of my penguin family, there are many grand dukes in history who want to change, but our family still insists on their own choice, because we think this is the best explanation of family loyalty." So, I refuse.

Moreover, my grandfather has passed away, and I officially inherited the name of 'Abdul-Jabbar', and in the future, please call my lord 'Abdul-Jabbar'. ”

"You ......"

Mu En angrily pointed at the young penguin's forehead, and was speechless for a while, but in the end, he could only walk out of the room in a rage.

Older professionals never want to die in a hospital bed, they will choose a battlefield, choose a faction, put on their armor, take up their weapons, and make a final charge. It's not about position, it's not right or wrong, it's just the end of their life that they choose to do - the horse leather shroud, and die on the battlefield.

Professional, born on the battlefield, died on the battlefield.

That's what they believe in.

Mu En went from the initial feeling that the heads of this group of people were broken, to gradually understanding this belief, to integration, recognition, and even to being assimilated and believed, he has experienced a lot, and in fact, he can understand Abdul-Jabbar's persistence the most.

Penguin stewards are not professionals, but they also have the persistence and ethics of being the great steward of the family, and they enshrine it as a kind of faith, because of faith they are serious, focused, and thus sacrosanct.

Perhaps, this is the reason why they can be recognized as the best stewards by the entire continent, maybe Mu En is kind, but this is a destruction of their faith for them.

Muen compromised, he chose to respect Abdul-Jabbar's traditions and beliefs, but after walking out of the room, his heart felt as uncomfortable as a big stone, as a professional who has gone from a mortal step by step to the present, he can understand the difficulty of everyone's survival, and he does not like to be angry with others.

But today, someone has become his punching bag, and the one who bears his wrath is the master of Stratos, the king of the dwarves of the hills, Tygrin - Stormhammer.

In the council chamber, the guards and servants had been dismissed, except for Munn and Tygrin sitting opposite each other.

"I read the letter, and I know the matter, the underground world is very troublesome, and the blood elves are even more troublesome, I should say congratulations to you, the mining road actually dug through the underground world, and twice, what a good luck is this?" Mu En's face was serious, but his tone was full of schadenfreude:

Tygrin's face was ugly, and after a long silence, he said slowly: "It's useless to talk about this now, I'm here to discuss with His Majesty, how to resist these abandoned races from the underground?"

Mu En didn't care: "This still needs to be discussed?!It's very simple, you hill dwarves can solve the problem by yourself." ”

"Your Majesty, this is not the time for cynicism, it is said that the blood elves have built an empire underground, which is far from a force that I, Stratos, can resist. If the dwarves of the hills are truly defeated, then the next one to suffer will be the Rose Collar. ”

Mu En did not refute, what the other party said was the truth, if the underground visitors really regarded this place as a way to invade, the Igor family would be in big trouble in the future.

There was no denying it, but he still didn't care: "So what do you want?"

"I need the help of the Igor family!"

"Hehe, help, it's good, it's good, but why?" Mu En sneered, his head slightly tilted, and his eyes were closed, but he gave people a slanted eye and raised eyebrows, as if he was contemptuous of the other party.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he said directly: "If I am not mistaken, you and Grand Duke Harvey have a mutual assistance agreement, which stipulates that Rose Collar and Stratos support each other, and no matter which one is in danger, the other party is obliged to send troops to help.

However, when the monsters were in a frenzy, I didn't see you send troops, when the evil orcs came, when the ogres invaded, I didn't see you send troops, and now, when you encounter something, you want to be an ally of the Igor family?

So, I really want to ask, why?"

A wry smile cracked at the corner of Tygrin's mouth, and he said dryly: "Stratos's strength is insufficient, whether it is in the face of the demonic beast group, the evil orcs, or the ogre, even if we send troops, it will not make any difference, it is really powerless." ”

Poof!

Mu Enqi was happy, he smiled and said: "Listen, the Rose Collar is actually not strong enough, and there have been heavy losses in many battles, you see that my extraordinary crown is tired and thin, and the soldiers don't want to move, even if I want to send troops to help, I am powerless!"

The room fell silent again, Tygrin didn't know what to say, and Muen didn't want to speak at all.

Time passed little by little, and this time, the silence lasted for a long time.

In the end, it was Tyglin who spoke, and said: "As a king, we enjoy the glory of the king, but we also protect our people, after all, I don't want my people to fall into endless wars, especially wars with no hope in sight, if the crown really wants to blame, I am willing to bear all this responsibility."

However, the rhetoric of His Majesty is still ringing in your ears, you say that the territory of the Igor family is sacrosanct, you say that you want to pursue the glory of your ancestors, you say that you want to protect your Atlantis, and you are against all invaders.

You also say......"

"Stop, although the forsaken race has been banished, and there is a bitter hatred between them and the intelligent beings on the surface, how can they still be regarded as the natives of Atlantis, right?" Mu En shook his finger and said, "Moreover, my oath comes from the bottom of my heart, and I have already made a complete plan.

You see, in the first phase I am going to sweep away all the enemies of the Rose Territory, and in the second phase I am going to deal with the evil orcs, the lackeys controlled by the abyssal werewolves are the most hateful.

As for the forsaken race, it's not that I look down on them, compared to the demons, they are really nothing, and if they really dare to set foot in the Rose Collar, I will let them know what fear is. ”

This awesome boast made Teglin speechless.

There was silence again, until Muen impatiently wanted to get up to see off the guests, and Tyglin spoke again: "I want to ask for the help of the Igor family, what kind of conditions do I need to come up with?"

This time, Mu En smiled, with three points of sarcasm, three points of speechlessness, and three points of contempt in the corners of his mouth, only to hear him say: "I am young, I am hot-blooded, but don't really think that I am so deceitful, threatening, provocative, hehe, as a king, you should show the wisdom of the king." ”

"Those, let's talk about it, what are you Stratos that I can see?"