Wren glanced at Kent, a sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth, the mockery and contempt in his eyes piercing Kent like substance. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Kent looked indifferent, nodded and stood aside, "My lord, you can blame them! Just now, there was a pillar of smoke in the distance, and we thought that there was a bandit group robbing passers-by." You know, this side of Ortrenburg is connected to the Weimar corridor, and there are many bandits in the mountains, and sometimes they come out to attack villages and towns. ”

"No, I arranged for soldiers to defend the city as soon as possible, ready to resist the siege. They did what I commanded, and I really didn't dare let those robbers in. If the gates of the city are opened to them, then my sin will be great. ”

Kent explained as he glanced at a few soldiers, who were already accustomed to Kent, and immediately took a few steps back, wanting to leave.

Wren looked at Blair, "Since the day your ancestor swore eternal allegiance to the Golden Thorn Family, he has never taken a step back. Whether it's against the Koldards, or the Holy Empire. ”

Blair's body shuddered, and his eyes sharpened. In this world, both ancestors and sacredness are inviolable and unquestionable. A person can have no faith, he can be free of moral constraints, and he can do all kinds of bad things. But when he swears in the name of his ancestors, then his oath can be believed whether he is so bad that he has sores on the top of his head or pus on the soles of his feet.

Blair's ancestors swore eternal loyalty to the Golden Thorn family, swore that he would not hesitate to draw his sword against the divine for the glory of the Golden Thorns, and he was willing to sacrifice his life to protect his oath for the sake of the Golden Thorn family. Now that Wren is humiliated, he must keep and fulfill the oath made by his ancestors.

The smile on Kent's face froze, the ruthless look in his eyes flashed, and it was well hidden, he touched his stomach in embarrassment, and said, "Why bother?"

Wren sneered, "What? You want a glove too?"

Kent's face flushed, and he stopped speaking. As an officer of the city defense army, he naturally read the imperial code. In the Imperial Code, the high-ranking nobles demanded a duel downward, which could not be refused. And in this Orlando Empire, the gold aristocracy represented the highest rank of all the ruling classes. This aristocratic class had the most privileges, and they could easily send their retainers to fight in their place.

Kent considers himself a martial artist, but compared to a fifth-level knight, he is no different from a child.

Several soldiers finally realized that it was not good, and shouted fiercely: "We are soldiers of the Empire, you have no right to do this?"

Blair was silent, and with a sword he slashed, and three spears broke off in response, and the blood slashed his face. With a casual stroke, he chased after the other two soldiers who ran into the city gate. It was a completely unequal battle, and almost as soon as the battle began, the battle was over.

The five soldiers lay on the ground weakly, their faces pale, and blood spilling from their wounds. Blair walked back in front of Wren and knelt down on one knee, sword in hand, "Honor is my life!"

Wren's smile narrowed a little, and he nodded, "Blair, what is the tribal language of the Golden Thorns?"

Every family, in addition to the badge, also has a word of caution. This warning word embodies the wisdom and courage of the ancestors, as well as the true meaning of the family inheritance.

Blair lowered his head and said loudly: "Only the thorns watered by blood can make people stop." ”

Wren laughed, and lightly dropped a sentence, "Cut off their heads, hang them in the carriage, and go home!", after speaking, Wren didn't even look at Kent, and went straight to the carriage. He glanced at a mouthful of thick phlegm on the bottom compartment of the carriage and sneered. If you spit it out today, I'll want you to lick it back tomorrow!

Curses rang out from outside the carriage, screams echoed, and five heads were hung on the carriage of the carriage in Kent's face. The blood that flowed from the broken neck rendered the badge of the Golden Thorn a strange dignity.

At the city gates, there were many Ortlenburg onlookers on the city walls, their expressions varied, some silent, some elated, and some indignant. But all this is meaningless to Wren, the nobles have never been taken out to be respected by the commoners, but to be feared. A kind, good nobleman can be respected by the commoners, but any nobleman who stands at the pinnacle of the empire, none of them is benevolent.

In the political turmoil of swords and swords, the wars and disputes between the big nobles are not as simple as one or two.

Today, the Golden Thorn finally reveals its true appearance, and it also lets people know that the majesty of the nobility cannot be tarnished.

After a round of assassinations, Wren was extremely mentally exhausted, and Blair's injuries were not serious, but he still had to recover. For the sake of safety, Wren asked the Chamber of Commerce to send fifty more good men to guard all corners of the City Lord's Mansion. He felt that he was really too benevolent, and he only wanted to do things according to the plan, but these people were not going to follow the rules. Well, everyone has their own abilities, so don't blame me for being ruthless.

Taking a sip of black tea from a teacup and breathing a long sigh of relief, Celeste sat quietly on the side, holding a huge book and reading it with relish. Wren only felt that his fluctuating emotions slowly calmed down, he closed his eyes, his breath became long, and he slowly fell asleep.

He slept until dark, and when he opened his eyes, he was already lying on the bed, and Celeste was lying on the edge of the bed, her little mouth slightly open, and her arms wet with saliva, but she didn't know it.

As if alarmed by Wren's movements, Celeste slowly raised her head, her eyes gradually gaining focus, and she looked stupidly at a small water stain on her arm and the sheets, and her face turned red. She was at a loss to say something, but it turned into a small cry. It's so embarrassing to be so salivaful in front of her husband. The God of Light is above, and he really has no face to live!

Wren found it amused, he touched Celeste's head, "Who sent me?

Celeste wiped tears from his eyes and choked up and said, "It's ...... vonkos." ”

Wren's good mood was ruined in an instant, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times, "Didn't I say let him go to the stable to feed the horses?"

"You are too heavy for me to hold on, and the chief maid said that your body cannot be touched by those lowly rough servants, and Mr. Blair is also resting, so I have to go to voncos. Celeste looked up, his eyes covered with a mist of water, "Did I do something wrong?"

"I didn't ...... Wrong. Okay, is it evening, or is it morning?"

It was already dark outside the window, and he couldn't tell the time, and Celeste didn't know, "I'll ask the maid." After speaking, he ran out with his skirt.

It didn't take long for the chief maid to come in with a group of maids, who were holding the washed clothes, and Wren had a headache when he saw it, "Don't wear it, just take a piece of clothing." ”

The chief maid was a little embarrassed, but in the end she obeyed, but she heard that Wren had killed five soldiers who had offended him at the city gate today, and it seemed that the lord was in a bad mood, so she should have obeyed him. Casual clothes are usually worn when there are no guests at home, but this adult seems to have a deep grudge against clothes, and I don't know why.

Changing into a set of dressing gowns that were very loose and comfortable, and at the same time very gorgeous, Wren nodded with satisfaction, "I think those magic sticks...... , the clergy's clothes are good, simple and light, and let people make a few sets when they go back. ”

The head maid could only nod silently in agreement, "Mr. Harvey has been waiting for you for a long time, would you like to meet him now, or will you go to dinner first?"

Harvey is coming?

Wren thought for a moment, "Take him to the parlor, and I'll go over here." ”

Harvey seemed relieved when he saw Harvey, and he took a closer look at Wren, although this action was very rude, but Wren didn't care.

"It's great to see you safe and sound, praise old fellow!", he exaggeratedly stretched out his hands, and then bowed, "I didn't think too much about it when I saw the fireworks, but then I thought that I should go and see, I brought twenty Black Fire soldiers over, and I saw only blood and corpses." I'm so sorry for that, I should have gone sooner. ”

The change in Harvey's attitude made Wren very strange, and he suddenly became extraordinarily enthusiastic, which made Wren a little wary. In fact, Wren didn't know that Harvey had received some small information from Alma, and as a local snake of the same level as Alma, Harvey also had his own visions and ideals. This matter is not difficult to explain, Alma got Wren's promise, but she also understands that if a good man and three gangs, if she is the only independent civilian force in Wren's camp, if Wren really rises in the future, then her position will become very awkward.

A former technician, who later became a technician boss who opened a service center by himself, can never be washed away, and she is destined to become two distinct factions with another group of nobles with high-quality identity backgrounds. If she is not strong enough, even if Wren keeps her promise, she will eventually leave Wren's inner circle due to severe ostracism.

So she needs allies, reliable and capable allies. In Ortlenburg, she is most familiar with the likes of Hutter and Harvey. People like them are actually no different from Sarcomo, and their ultimate goal is to gain more wealth and higher social status. Now that the opportunity was within reach, Alma and Harvey hit it off and formed a small alliance of offense and defense. Alma even contacted Sarcomo to draw the giant into his camp.

After all, they all represent the power of the common people.

So, Xavi's enthusiasm is understandable, but Wren didn't think of it for the time being.