Now Viscount Lane is really anxious, I don't know what he did wrong, why did things suddenly turn out like this?

Originally, everything went according to plan, and only needed to give those civilians a little more time, believing that they could conquer the last bastion of the nobles.

But it was on that night, the night that should have been peaceful, that my aunt suddenly went crazy.

Now entrenched in the Viscount's Castle, almost everything that originally belonged to Viscount Ryan has been occupied.

What made Viscount Lane feel most depressed was that even his sister and the woman who was about to become his bride were captured by his aunt.

The Viscount's castle has now been completely reduced to the territory of the Dark Witch, and even the surrounding area is shrouded in darkness.

Now Viscount Lane still has a heavy army, but there is no way to give full play to the advantage of troops.

Facing the nobles of the empire every day, and trying to support the commoner camp, I feel like a nanny.

He needs to satisfy the nobles and commoners every day, but he can't satisfy any of his own desires.

Today is Monday, and it is the weekly morning meeting, and we have to face quarrels between nobles and commoners.

Damn, can't you bastards just be direct? No, you guys have a fight?

Despite his agitation, Viscount Lane sat in his place and listened to the two gangs arguing.

"Now that the Sea Clan has been attacking for many days, we should now concentrate our forces to repel the Sea Clan, and then wait for the arrival of the Empire's heavy forces before launching an attack on the Dark Witch. ”

Naturally, it was the Imperial nobles who said this, and they had been waiting for Imperial reinforcements to come to their rescue.

It's a pity that now the entire empire is in flames, and the heavy troops of the empire have long been sent to more important places.

Representatives of the civilian class quickly stepped forward and said, "We should first deal with the Dark Witch, her existence is a serious threat to our survival." ”

A guy in a farmer's costume stood up and continued, "Moreover, we will not be able to harvest at all without dealing with the Dark Witch. ”

Is the "autumn harvest" a joke? Now that we are at war, are you peasants still thinking about the autumn harvest?

Viscount Lane felt less like he was at a war meeting, but more like he was in a vegetable market, listening to a group of peasants arguing about how much the vegetables would cost.

It is naturally impossible for the nobles to agree, after all, the nobles have a certain strength now.

Compared with the common people, most of them are just peasants, and the nobles still have a number of troops in their hands, not to mention the people who have come to the Holy See.

Dressed in a white robe, Cortrow stood up and said, "Now the strength of the Dark Witch is too strong, and we can't be their opponent for the time being, so we can't attack there first for the time being, and we must wait for reinforcements from the Holy See." ”

Waiting for reinforcements from the Holy See?Oh, forget it, you, the golden lion of one of the twelve archbishops, can't do anything here, who else can you count on?

Viscount Lane didn't say a word, he just kept complaining in his heart, he was really disgusted with the group of fake imperial nobles in front of him.

The quarrel between the two sides continued, and in the entire venue, only Viscount Lane never said a word, and everyone else stood up to participate in the quarrel.

Seeing that the quarrel was already difficult to reconcile, Viscount Lane knew that he needed to intervene himself at this time to calm down the quarrel of this group of bastards.

"Ahem, cough, cough" cleared his throat, and Viscount Lane stood up in full view of everyone.

"Boom" But the next moment, before he could say anything, Viscount Lane watched as the roof of the venue was torn off.

A huge dragon poked in, and the entire venue instantly resounded with an exclamation, and everyone fell into a panic.

Viscount Ryan subconsciously touched his waist, ready to take out his firearm at any time, to deal a fatal blow to the intruding dragon.

But just when everyone was in a panic, suddenly a figure jumped off the dragon's back and fell into the venue.

Then the huge wyvern shrank instantly, and finally turned into a small young dragon, lying on the shoulder of the person who had fallen into the venue.

"Murray. An exclamation broke the silence in the room.

Viscount Ryan looked incredulously at the one man and one dragon who had fallen into the venue, the dragon man carrying a dragon.

At this moment, Viscount Ryan felt a wave of horror and realized that the goddess of fate really seemed to be playing a huge joke on himself.

Glancing around indifferently, his eyes finally fixed on Viscount Lane's body, and asked as calmly as possible, "Where is Salia?"

Being swept by that cold gaze, especially the dragon's gaze, made Viscount Ryan feel creepy.

Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly spoke: "She, she is still in the Viscount's Castle, which has been occupied by the Dark Witch. ”

"The Black Witch?" sneered, "Hmph, the Black Witch in your mouth is your aunt, and she was killed by you." ”

Viscount Ryan said with a panicked face: "No, no, that's really not my fault, I, I didn't expect that Uncle Raul would be killed by those people, I, I really don't want to." ”

Listening to Viscount Lane's panicked explanation, Murray responded unusually coldly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in those. ”

Saying that, Murry no longer planned to stay, and turned around and planned to leave with Xiaolong.

But at this moment, Cortro couldn't help but speak: "Wait, wait, please wait." ”

Stopped, turned to look at Cortro, "What else do you have?"

Cortro felt that the young man in front of him was familiar, but for a moment he was not sure where he had seen it.

After thinking for a moment, Cortrow still said: "Your Excellency can control the dragon clan, you must be a strong man, and please help us to resist the invasion of foreign clans." ”

The scene was instantly embarrassing, Viscount Ryan couldn't wait to step forward and smack Cortro with a big mouth, why provoke him?

Murray was silent for a long time, and suddenly laughed on his back: "Hahahaha, I really can't imagine that the once invincible golden lion, the twelve white-clothed archbishops of the Holy See, would actually ask me for help?"

Hearing this, Cortrow realized almost instantly that the young man in front of him knew him, and he might be the one he had guessed.

The Dragon Countryman, the former Dragon Country boy, is now an adult, and has found his own dragon?

This was the thought in Cortro's heart, and this thought made Cortro feel extremely frightened.

Because there is a rumor flowing from the mouth of the gang who betrayed the dragon country, that is, the dragon people have obtained the dragon, and they will be invincible.

Recalling this, Cortro did not dare to continue, but could only stand there stiffly, not daring to say a word again.

Seeing Cotro's frightened look, Murray laughed again: "Hahaha, I really didn't expect that the archbishop would be scared too." ”

In the face of such direct ridicule, Cortro remained silent and did not dare to make any arguments.

Seeing this, Murray felt very bored, and there was no need to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked towards the outside of the venue.