While Joe and a group of friends were drinking at the Apophis Palace, imagining the future, the eastern Arc de Triomphe in Hyderabadrough was in a gloomy fog.

Nearly 150 feet high and 220 feet wide, the whole body is made of giant granite, thick and mighty, decorated with exquisite reliefs of the triumphal arch, also known as the 'Lulai Great Victory Gate'.

Ten years ago, the Delenian Imperial Army defeated the Lucian Empire's Rule Army in the Rulle Great Plains and occupied the incomparably fertile Rulé Great Plains, and Margrethe III ordered the construction of this magnificent triumphal arch to commemorate this great victory and to welcome the triumphant expeditionary force, especially in the easternmost part of Hyderabad.

A group of palace guards dressed in black rode on horseback, expressionless on the east side of the Arc de Triomphe.

A row of more than thirty four-wheeled carriages stopped under the triumphal arch, and the sound of crying could be faintly heard from the carriages.

On the west side of the Arc de Triomphe, more than a dozen low-key and plain-looking four-wheeled carriages, separated from each other, stopped on the side of the road. The curtains of these carriages were all lowered, but someone lifted the curtains slightly, and looked through the narrow gap to see the movement.

Under the Arc de Triomphe, a senior inspector dressed in black with a cold face took out his pocket watch, looked at the time, and scolded in a low voice: "It's time." ”

Next to the four-wheeled carriage, those men in black coats, with solemn faces, most of them a little older, suddenly opened the car door, leaned into the carriage with half of their bodies, and whispered something.

The crying grew louder and louder.

In each carriage, a lady dressed in white or black, with tears streaming down her face, walked out tremblingly.

A woman in a long black dress and a wide-brimmed black hat cried loudest. She wears a large sapphire ring on her finger, made of sterling silver, which has been cast into a lifelike ichthyosaur with a fish-headed body.

Those who are familiar with the coat of arms of the nobles of the Delen Empire, when they see this ring, will know that this woman is from the Werner family.

The home of Werner, the governor of the Rhine, and the family of Magnum's henchman Andrew.

Andrew is also one of the leaders of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood.

In the four-wheeled carriage, Andrew, whose upper body was covered with bandages and exuded a strong smell of herbs, was lying there lifeless like a salted fish.

Like Magnum, both of Andrew's legs were broken by his father himself. He was whipped hundreds of times, and there was not an inch of intact skin on his entire upper body.

What's even more cruel is that his father also ordered that he should not use the Divine Power Elixir of the Silver Cinnamon Church, or other secret potions with rapid healing effects on him.

Andrew's mother, wearing a long black dress, and a noble lady who was crying loudly could only be aggrieved, and found a skilled herbalist, mixed some trauma medicine, and put a thick layer on Andrew.

"Andrew, my child...... My heart and liver...... My baby! ”

Andrew's mother howled loudly: "Oh, oh, you were wronged, I know, I know, you are a good boy, you are wronged...... Whining! ”

The gray-haired, nearly sixty-year-old second housekeeper of the Werner family supported his mother and gestured quietly with his right hand.

Several Werner maids swarmed up, they supported their mistress, and covered her mouth with handkerchiefs a little disrespectfully, and quickly supported her...... Or rather, 'hijacked' her, and strode toward a carriage parked on the side of the road to the west.

The members of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood conspired with each other to murder and frame the sons-in-law of the major families, and this appalling case has been fully solved in twenty days under the joint investigation of the Imperial Secret Police, the Ministry of Supervision, the Ministry of Police, and the intelligence system, and with the full cooperation of the major families.

In addition to attacking the sons-in-law of major families, the mutual aid brotherhood also colluded with each other and used the power of their respective families to do a lot of illegal and undisciplined things.

Basically, it can be said that this group of aristocratic youths who have joined the Mutual Aid Brotherhood has been reduced to a group of outright criminals-thugs. They are desperate for profit, for money, almost all the crimes in the criminal law of the empire, they are guilty of a round.

Casinos, brothels, homicides, smuggling......

Because of Marg's relationship, the 'Night King' under Marg's rule has become the most powerful 'peripheral mercenary group' of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood without the knowledge of the leaders of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood.

Many of the Brotherhood's unsightly crimes were done through the Night King' organization.

And Marg did not hesitate to sell the Mutual Aid Brotherhood cleanly this time, and in recent years, all the incriminating evidence of the crimes committed by the Mutual Aid Brotherhood has been handed over by Marge.

In the end, the secret court, led by Mata XIII and organized by the Imperial House of Lords and the heads of more than a dozen top families, was no longer willing to review it.

The bad deeds are shocking.

In the words of one of the top Teutonic dukes: "This is a bunch of deranged criminals...... I am ashamed that such a ...... should appear among my children and grandchildren Such...... Devil! ”

According to the criminal law of the Delenn Empire, if Magnum and Andrew were civilians, they would all be sentenced to death.

The code of nobility on the mainland of Medland stipulates that if a nobleman commits a crime, they can use merit or wealth to pay for the crime, or simply reduce the title, which can also offset most of the crime.

And then the head of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood is Magnum, the great-grandson of Margaret III.

The other big leaders of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood include descendants of the Ranin Governor's family like Andrew.

Conrad had been stripped of some of his power in the navy because of Magnum's crimes, and was temporarily placed in the hands of Salian.

The other nobles involved in this matter...... The victims are their own descendants, but the murderers are also their own descendants......

It's a muddled account, a muddled account that Margrethe III herself can't even calculate.

In the end, Magnum, Andrew, and more than a dozen big leaders of the Mutual Aid Brotherhood, as well as the aristocratic young man who successfully killed his rivals in the family and made himself a big step forward in the family's succession sequence, were all sentenced to thirty years of solitary confinement.

Thirty years of solitary confinement, no parole, no commutation, 30 years of real confinement!

Magnum was only a teenager.

The oldest aristocratic youth in the Mutual Aid Brotherhood was only in his early twenties.

Closed for thirty years...... Hehe, in this life, they are completely abolished.

More than thirty noble ladies wept and howled.

They were sad that their son was about to be sent to solitary confinement, and they were even more sad that their son had done something to kill their siblings!

Some noble ladies are in a reasonable mood, such as Andrew's mother, who simply grieves for her son's imminent suffering. Because the family member who was killed by her own son was not her biological son.

And some noblewomen have been hit doubly.

His own son was killed by the brother of their mother's siblings...... That's also my own flesh and blood!

A son is dead.

The son who caused all this will be sent to seclusion for thirty years.

It must be admitted that these noble ladies who bid farewell at the Arc de Triomphe have nerves as tough as a tightrope. If they were ordinary women, such a heavy blow would have made them crazy a long time ago.

The maids gathered around their mistress and quickly returned to the carriage from which they came.

The High Inspector let out a loud shout, and a dozen men in black cloaks and scepters with snakeheads strode forward, the scepters in their hands slamming heavily on Magnum's four-wheeled carriage.

With a dull whistling sound, streaks of extremely thin black electric light flashed over the four-wheeled carriages.

The black electric light quickly condensed into finger-thick electric chains, wrapping the four-wheeled carriages firmly. With the sound of 'snort', the black chain gradually merged with the carriage.

"Let's go. Target, Fort Hydradra. The High Ombudsman nodded vigorously and shouted loudly.

More than thirty carriages slowly set off amid low weeping, and the palace guards standing solemnly beside the avenue rode and followed the carriage.

In the carriages of the big families in the rear, there were sharp cries.

Fort Hydrera, an old castle in the heart of the Everglades.

It was the birthplace of the Hydrerabad, the royal family of the Delenian Empire, a purely military fortress built in the heart of a barren hill.

It is an ancient castle built hundreds of years ago, and its infrastructure is old and dilapidated.

These pampered and well-fed children of the nobility were sent to that ghost place, and they were gone for thirty years......

In the front four-wheeled carriage, Magnum, whose calf was broken, struggled to prop up his upper body, put his head to the window, and looked towards the side of the road.

On the side of the road, on a low hill, Princess Elizabeth, dressed in black and wearing a black hat with a black veil hanging from the hat, was standing there quietly with a gloomy face and like a ghost.

Her eyes shimmered with a faint blue light, and more than a mile away, she clearly saw Magnum's miserable little white face.

"Magnum, my son......"

"Don't worry, I won't let anyone have anything to do with it."

"Those who have hurt you, those who have hindered you...... I'm not going to let go of any of them. ”

"Marg von Hyderaberg, Freet von Hydrerabad, Joe von Wittue...... Also, Sallian, Conrad ......"

Arya, the archbishop of Hill Church, quietly emerged from behind Elizabeth.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, full of hatred and anger...... Have you figured out how to get revenge on your enemies? ”

"It's a shame that Magnum is such a lovely little man and a great partner to work with...... For the sake of his wonderful time with me, I would be glad to help you and take revenge on your enemies! ”

Elizabeth's face twisted, and she turned sharply to look at the beautiful Arya.

"You shameless bitch, how old are you?"

Arya's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile: "Is age a problem?" Oh, don't dwell on this little thing...... He makes me happy, I make him satisfied, and it's a mutually beneficial thing, isn't it? ”

"Instead of being angry at me, think about how to deal with his enemies."

Arya smiled and brought her face in front of Elizabeth: "Thirty years of solitary confinement, this is a very severe punishment...... However, lovely Magnum, it's not like there is no chance to come out early! ”

Elizabeth's pupils froze: "Unless the heir of the empire is dead." ”

Arya smiled and nodded: "Then let the heir of the Deren Empire die...... I have a very strong partner, maybe, you would like to get to know him, maybe, you already know him? ”

"Treacherous Lord Florence, do you know him?"