"This ...... Where are we coming from?" asked Locke, with a snarling throat and a hard swallow.

"Come home!" Christine replied to Locke's question.

But Locke would rather not know the answer.

Although the identities of Angelina and Grace have been speculated many times before, this result is still difficult for Locke to accept.

Or rather, the result was too unexpected for Locke.

Of course, there were not many guards in front of the Marquis's Palace, and two guards with nervous faces were guarding both sides of the gate at the moment.

The news of the destruction of the city in the distance and the sound of shouting and killing made the two miscellaneous soldiers guarding the gate hesitate and fear.

I am very worried that a cold arrow will come and end the short and insignificant life of a little person like them.

Locke, who was wearing a Forstein uniform and riding a war horse, alarmed the soldiers guarding the door, and saw that one of them was about to blow the whistle and slip away.

"Go home, go home!" came the coquettish voice of the little girl Christine, causing the two soldiers guarding the door to hesitate for a moment.

"How did I hear Miss's voice. One of them asked his companion curiously.

The other did not answer him, but took a closer look at the four men who came on horseback, and when they saw Christine and Grace in the lead, they were surprised.

"Miss, you're back?!" said one of them, kneeling on one leg in response.

The other rushed directly back to the Marquis's Palace, this time not frightened, but went back to tell the Marquis the good news.

Grace, who was wearing Faustin's military uniform, dismounted first, took Christine's hand next to her and walked towards the Marquis's mansion.

The maid Lafite behind him also followed.

Locke was tempted to leave this place now, outside his brother was fighting to the death with the Charlottes, and he had actually arrived in the Marquis' Palace, which was hostile to the Charlottes.

Unfortunately, Locke didn't dare to move a step. The soldier went in to deliver the news, and in this moment's effort, Locke had already felt at least four breaths of a master of his level.

If he dares to move, he will be dragged in an absolute instant. Coupled with the noisy popularity coming from the Marquis's Palace, there are probably not a few soldiers inside, and Locke does not have the strength to be in the army.

"What are you doing yet?" said Grace, who was walking in front, suddenly.

"Keep up!" said Grace to Locke.

Locke hurriedly dismounted and followed.

Charlotte's language was similar to Faustin's, but he would definitely show his stuff when he opened his mouth, so he simply didn't say a word and followed Grace away.

At least he was already his own woman, and Locke felt that Grace would not betray him.

Of course, this is the first time for Locke to visit a place like the Marquis' Court, and the intricate routes are as good as those of the Charlotte city he had just walked.

Luckily, Grace will lead the way in front, otherwise Locke might be dizzy.

Along the way, Locke also found a lot of Charlotte soldiers and the guards of the Marquis's Palace, wearing Faustin's military uniform was extremely eye-catching, but fortunately, Grace took the lead, and these soldiers and guards did not embarrass them.

It seems that these soldiers all know Grace.

"What the hell is she?" said Locke, who had just heard the two guards calling Miss Grace. I don't know what this young lady represents.

Could it be the ...... of some Marquis of Charlotte , Locke didn't dare to imagine it.

Finally walked to a large hall, said to be a large hall, this is also Locke's own exaggerated conjecture, the real palace hall is much more spectacular than this.

At best, it's a spacious hall, "You're waiting for us here." Grace said to Locke after placing him in a room next to the hall.

"Hmm!" took Grace into town, and Locke had done it. Now in the mansion of Charlotte soldiers, Locke is extremely insecure.

Staying alone in this house, Locke might feel better.

Grace then left and went to the hall. Christine made a strange face at Locke when she left, "Big brother wait for me!"

Christine calls Aunt Grace and Locke her brother, but Locke and Grace have that kind of relationship, and their ethical confusion is not enough for outsiders.

After the three Graces left, Locke sat down against the door, everything around him was too insecure, and he had to be cautious.

After Grace and Locke separated, she took Christine directly into the central hall of the Marquis's Palace. There were already a few people waiting for them in the hall at this time.

"Grace, is that you?" said Marquis Philip's old voice from the seat in the center of the hall.

In the siege battle between Faustin and Charlotte, the only remaining marquis of Charlotte aged more than a year during this period.

is still middle-aged, but the voice and facial expression are completely like a terminally ill old man.

"Father!" said Grace, with tears in her eyes, strode over to Marquis Philip and threw herself into the marquis's arms.

"Hey, let me see what you look like now. The Marquis of Philip held up Grace's face, a delicate face with tears in her eyes.

"Why didn't you go to the Karaman Kingdom?" Marquis Philip really cared about his daughter, otherwise he wouldn't have so many children, so he only let Grace and Christine go.

Grace was in the marquis's arms, and gave a general account of what had happened in the city of Frans.

When Willis treated Grace and Christine like this, the Marquis Philip was very angry. Although he was not very good to his illegitimate child, he also fulfilled his father's responsibilities before.

After a few words of general exchange, the Marquis Philip seemed to remember something, and urged Grace to say, "Quick, I have prepared the convoy, your uncle and second uncle are there, follow them out of the city, and the Faustins will call!"

In the face of the marquis's urging, Grace was unmoved.

On the other side, Christine is also picked up by another young man, this is her father, Grace's brother, the eldest son of the Marquis Philip.

Christine lacked fatherly and maternal love since she was a child, and her impression and affection for her parents were not as good as those for her aunts Grace and Locke.

But after wandering outside for months, I was also very excited to face my father who I hadn't seen for so long.

However, the parents quarreled as soon as they met.

"Leave here with me and your mother!" the man said. As a marquis, Marquis Philip has long prepared a way for the descendants of the family to retreat, that is, he was besieged by Faustin's army, and in the chaotic situation of the city, Marquis Philip is also sure to send his relatives away.

"No! I'm going to follow Grandpa and Auntie!" Christine refused.

"I heard that there is another man who has come back with you?" asked the Marquis of Philip.

When Grace heard this, her body spasmed and she nodded yes.

Marquis Philip didn't ask about Locke, but was sure that there was such a man.

"Father, will you leave with you?" asked Grace the most crucial question.

According to her understanding of her father, the Marquis Philip's choice was ......

"Let's go, it's not too early. The Marquis did not answer Grace's inquiry directly, but expressed his determination with urging.

Grace knew her father's temper, and as a marquis above 10,000 people under Charlotte, no one could change his will except His Majesty.

"There's what you need in the treasury, take them with you!" said the Marquis of Philip, pushing Grace.

The Forstein soldiers had already broken through the city, and no one knew when they would come.

Christine, on the other side, was reluctant to leave her father, but ran to her grandfather and complained to Marquis Philip about her father.

Marquis Philip has always been on her side.

Christine may not know what will happen next, nor does she know the Marquis Philip's choice.

The Marquis kindly touched Christine's little head, "Go follow your aunt, grandpa supports you!"

This Charlotte's god of wealth, the Marquis Philip, one of the three pillars, had apparently guessed something.

"Edward!" said Marquis Philip to the air around him.

A black figure suddenly appeared from that place, "Subordinate here!"

"Take the two young ladies to the treasury!" commanded the Marquis.

"Yes!" replied the figure.

Grace knew that it was Marquis Philip who told her to leave, and no one knew when the Faustin soldiers would be able to fight here, and it was always right to leave early.

"Let's go. Grace waved at Christine, who ignored her father and ran towards Grace.

"Auntie!"

"Let's go. Grace pulled Christine out of the hall, and the reason why she went to the city was to see her father, and now that she had seen her, Grace satisfied her heart's thoughts.

Walking outside the door, Christine asked Edward to wait for a while, and went to call Locke in a hurry. When Locke came out confused, it was Edward who reacted strongly. "Brushing" the long sword out of the sheath, Edward could feel that the man in front of him was a Faustin, and he was a hard character with a lot of blood on his hands.

Since Locke slaughtered the moonlight wolf in the Bering Mountains, his psychological quality and overall appearance have changed a lot, and there is always a kind of aggressive knight.

As the captain of the Philip family's bodyguard, Edward was sensitive to the aura hidden beneath his body.

"Don't get excited!" Grace stopped as Edward slowly put away his sword.

"Take us to the treasure trove. Grace's indifferent voice came, and Locke felt that Grace was surprisingly cold at this moment, which made him feel a desire to conquer.

Edward led the group to a hidden iron gate in the backyard, bowed to the side and waited, as a subordinate, he was not qualified to enter.

"Five-thirty pull-up," Grace said with a strange spell to the iron door, which slowly opened.

Locke looked at this scene with novelty, this is obviously the power of magic, he only thought that magic props could only be stimulated by spiritual power and fighting spirit, but he didn't expect that ordinary people with friends could use it.

A flash of golden light came, and Locke squinted in. A small hill made of golden sand blinded him.

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Recently, the collection and click off are so great, Xiaodou has wanted to stick to it countless times. Let's continue to persevere, for the sake of Xiaodou's own dreams.

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