Chapter 012
"So you don't want to say yes?"
"I'm sorry, I've been wandering outside for two years and I'm no longer used to life in the castle. ā
Outside the estate of Laura de Poille on the outskirts of Kulau, Lorna and the old man were walking back on horseback, and it was already evening, and the sun was still showing a touch of sunset on the horizon, which looked particularly lovely on the snowy fields of Vecchia.
"Alas, since you say so, we will not force it," said Lillard, expressing regret when he heard the girl refuse his offer, "We are already in a difficult situation at the moment, Svadia is pressing our army, and the Kugit people in the east have no good face, and now I am busy with my nephew's business"
"There will always be a few problematic offspring in the noble lineage," said Lorna disapprehantly, "I have seen a lot of albinism, deformity, retardation, and so on. ā
Hearing this, the old man looked up at her, "Harris's illness was not born. ā
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When he was just eight years old, they were still living with the family at Fort Dremago, and it was at the child's birthday party that an accident occurred. ā
"Accident?"
"Assassins of Svadia"
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Laura Depoyer lowered his head, and his expression seemed to be stuck in a long memory: "At that time, many nobles from Vicchia came, and in that hall, everyone was enthusiastically clinking glasses and talking, you know, the banquet between nobles was a form of socialization, and everyone was very enthusiastic about this, so no one noticed a stranger in a fancy dress mixed in."
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"I was standing on Javier's right and talking to my brother. While teasing my nephew, all of a sudden I noticed a little light."
"The reflection of the dagger, which means that the man has failed. Lorna said coldly with a blushing face.
"But I didn't have time to stop him, Javier was stabbed in the left shoulder blade. It was a banquet at the time, and none of the nobles present carried weapons, and thanks to Voldetrat, who was still vigorous at the time, the man was restrained, and although he did not say a word until he died, we searched for the pendant of the "S" from him, which is enough to explain a qiÄ. ā
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"Yes, "SECRET". High-ranking Assassins affiliated with the "Secret Keepers" of the Swadia Kingdom, you should be aware that I remember that every "Secret Keeper" would hand over the files of past operations to his heirs, and I was right. That's right, Segret was born the daughter of assassination. ā
During the night, Lorna and Rodrapoye returned to the hotel after talking about things, and saw her return safely. Fatis and the others were delighted. Jamila wanted to sleep in the same bed with her tonight and listen to the girl tell her about the cause and effect of the incident. But when she returned, Lorna became silent, and everyone could only watch as she slowly walked back to her room alone.
"What the hell is going on?"
"Isn't it the nobles of Vekia who are embarrassing her?"
"It's impossible that I know all those noble lords, it won't be like that"
Speculation, but in the end, nothing can be guessed. Lorna didn't even come out for dinner, and Jamila wanted to serve some of it, but Fatis thought that Lorna might have something on her mind. So he told her not to bother more
The fireplace in the room is lit, and the windows facing the street are full of night market stalls and tourists. The entire city of Kulau was lit up, and Lorna, wearing only one shirt, looked at the rare bustling night scene in the whole of Calradia.
"Join the Kingdom of Vekia and you will have a chance to take revenge on Harlaus"
"I'm right, right, Segret's natural daughter of assassination"
She pressed her hand to her forehead, as if to stop some kind of headache for several minutes, she adjusted her scrambled breathing, walked to the table next to the bed, picked up a bottle of wine on the table, took a sip of it, and lay down on the bed weakly, staring at the wooden ceiling with lost eyes
"Oh, to hell with Haraus and his keepers"
There was a wild howl from the direction of the castle, mixed with the cries of others, as if Harris, who had slept all day, had finally woken up, and now he was a brutal beast, only blood and the screams of the tormented could stop him. Lorna never thought that this was the shadow of an assassination attempt on a young child many years ago, let alone that this shadow came from her own family, and now it was her turn to pay such a debt. The girl didn't dare to think further
"What's going on at the castle?"
It was the first time that the residents of the neighborhood heard such a terrible cry and looked over there.
"Alas, I heard that Lord Rodra brought his nephew to live with him"
"yes, yes, I heard that his nephew is a werewolf"
"It's scary, it's not safe to live in the city anymore"
All kinds of rumors circulated in the streets, and Rodrapoye's butler looked at the chaos in front of him, helpless.
"John has been beaten to the point where he can't stand up, my lord"
"We're going to be beaten to death if we go on like this. ā
Facing the pleading of the servants, the butler Du Shuke sighed again: "I can't help it, the master went to Zhivading to do errands, and before leaving, he explained that he must control the young master Harris well, and he can't let the young master hit the wall by himself." ā
"The door to the room has collapsed, and several of us can't hold him," a manservant ran over with blood on his face, "Mauer, they finally pushed him into a room, and we were fighting to death"
Mr. Dushuk wiped the sweat from his face with a handkerchief: "This is not a solution, if the master comes back, it will not be good to see that he is still like a beast."
Interior of the castle. Several male and female servants were stubbornly pressed against the door of a room, and although there was no longer a kick on the door, they still did not dare to relax. If the people inside kicked the door open, it was likely that one of them would be beaten to death.
"You guys get out of the way"
When the servants heard the voice, they turned back with difficulty, and recognized it as the girl who had been here last night, and had brought back Master Harris. Before she spoke, no one had discovered where she had come from, the secret passage in the castle. Naturally, these servants could not have known.
"Get out of the way, let me in. ā
"But the young master, he has been"
As soon as they heard the girl say that she wanted to go in, the servants repeatedly dissuaded her.
"I know that. Lorna, with a calm face, said to the servants, "Tomorrow morning he will be fine, but you have to act as if nothing happened." Don't tell anyone about my visit."
Listened to this. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, look at each other.
"Let's all go back to bed, and prepare his breakfast the next day." ā
The servants hesitated for a moment, nodded and left the aisle, and went downstairs to the room where the servants lived, and the girl slowly opened the room, and saw that the whole room was in shambles. Everything that could be broken was knocked to the ground, and none of them were whole. This is a spare room. Lorna saw that Harris was crouching in front of the bookshelf against the wall at this moment, shirtless, barefoot, and unaware of the blood scratched by the porcelain on the ground, and he was biting the parchment books on the shelves with his teeth, and suddenly felt someone approaching, and he turned his head sharply, and the girl's pale face was reflected in his blood-red eyes
The Rosa Plain - a narrow strip of land controlled by the Amera Fort, formerly belonging to the Kingdom of Rhodok and now occupied by the Kingdom of Swadia, directly to Sharitz, the capital of the Salander Sultanate, and from this end you can even see the golden desert in the distance.
The black lion standing upright on a red background, in Calradia, this banner is known to everyone, and the kingdom located in the center of the continent not only avoided the fate of being divided by the five kingdoms, but conquered more lands with great boldness. Harauth, when the knight in the ornate plate armor appeared in front of the soldiers, the whole army erupted in earth-shattering cheers.
"Long live the King!!"
"Long live the King!!"
However, regardless of their opponent's momentum, their opponent was also a battle-hardened iron army, and their black eyes did not waver in the slightest under the covered chain mail, and if they were to be asked if they would be terrified by the Swadia Knight's reputation for being powerful, then the fingers that clenched Saland's steel sword had already given the answer.
The head-on confrontation between the two major faiths and their respective largest sects and motherland has finally kicked off at this moment. The Sultan of Hakim looked at the opponent he was eager to face all the time, and his elite Mamluk cavalry was in high spirits, waiting for the moment when the monarch gave the order to charge.
The pain suppressed her thoughts, not so much that she couldn't resist, but that she didn't want to, and lay down on the ground covered with debris, Lorna looked coldly at the half-crazy Harispoye, watched him approach, watched him grab his neck, and then was thrown out with force, hitting one of the four walls.
Lorna Monteron - or Lorna Segret - has endured countless pains over the course of a dozen years of her life, she is able to wield all kinds of weapons, cast all known killing techniques, set traps, identify poisons, "Keeper of Secrets", a shadow of the Svadia royal family, a tyrant loyal to the ancient Karad Empire for centuries, a good killer and spy who has only rebelled to the present day, and when she lets go of her love of killing and hopes to atone for a crime committed in the past, it is destined to be a tragedy.
Blood flowed from her shoulders, and the madman tore at it with his teeth, tearing the girl's clothes with his hands to excite the beast, so he threw her onto the soft bed, licking every inch of her fair and smooth skin with his tongue until there was no barrier between the two bodies, and when an unspeakable pain hit her body, Lorna realized that the sheets under her face had already been wet with tears
"Our knights were met with stubborn resistance from the Sultan's own soldiers on the inner line, and the breakthrough was defused"
"The Salander cavalry routed our right flank"
"King, the enemy infantry in the middle is starting to crumble"
The most elite knights of Harauth had lost more than half of their right flank in a head-to-head battle with the Mamluks, and the hoplites in the center were under the threat of Salander's arrows and bamboo spears.
"Hakim Sultan is really unusual, he is better than the two scraps of Vikia and Rhodok. ā
"If that person had been here, it probably wouldn't have been the result of today. The lieutenant commander, Earl Greyward, looked at the disappointed Wang and said.
"Yes, it's not very accustomed to missing such a sharp blade after all"
(To be continued......)