"But who would have thought that his original character would be like that, and no one would believe it.

The son offended the heir of the big family, the allies of the imperial capital died unexpectedly, and the family of hundreds of years was about to fall apart.

It is indeed courageous, sold all the family property to avoid the disaster, and hid in this remote corner of the southeast, not any family has such courage and determination.

On the surface, he looks very confident, if he is not drunk and obedient like a child, everyone looks at him like a nail sent by Gulliver.

With me, when did the dignified city become a garbage dump for the frustrated. ”

This old man is none other than Brad's long-time close friend and commander of the Julu Division, Earl Malfoy.

"Why, old fellow?" asked Brad again.

Malfoy looked at the old lion opposite, although he was old, he was still brave, he had not beaten him once since he was young, and he thought that this was not possible when he was old.

The thought made him feel a little humiliated and a little frustrated.

However, instead of answering Brad, he asked rhetorically, "Did that note bring some news?" You hid in before you even finished dinner, and you must have waited a long time. ”

Brad paused, shook his head, and tossed the note.

Malfoy took it and looked at it twice from beginning to end before throwing it on the table mockingly.

"For so many years, you have been scolding me for not being able to hold my breath, otherwise I should have been promoted to the head of the title division a long time ago, it seems that you have always been right. ”

Brad looked at the churning heat in the teapot and said, "If it's just a liaison with an iron arm, there are thousands of people in this city who are suspicious.

Even if the sword has the emblem of a giant deer on it, it may be framed, and it will take at least a month or two to find out. ”

The elder Malfoy on the other side added: "What's more, you won't believe it is me in your heart, even if you confirm Perez's identity, you will automatically defend me, and you want to prove that I am being kept in the dark, or there is something unspeakable."

Old man, as much as you know me, I know you.

His Majesty Charles once judged you, and treated your enemies like a mad lion, with an iron face and cold blood without mercy.

But when it comes to friends, you will be indecisive and refuse to accept reality.

You have been like this since you were young, but now that you are old, your heart is softer. ”

Hearing the mention of the deceased His Majesty Charles, Brad's face darkened a little, but he immediately raised his head again and looked at his old friend in disbelief.

"Sophia?"

But he soon overturned this speculation, and secretly laughed at his suspicions, if it was really that girl, he would not have received this 100,000 urgent note on the table.

Malfoy looked at his old friend, laughed, shook his head and said, "Brad, although I have not been convinced, you have two good grandchildren, and this is what I envy the most."

It's a pity for my Tony, I used to want him to join the temple, but unfortunately he is as stubborn as I was when I was younger, and always wants to help me achieve the glory of the family.

If he still had, I probably wouldn't be here, who knows.

Without him, even if you become an earl or a marquis, what's the point.

Perez is just my adopted son after all, even if he becomes a hereditary earl, the head of the title division, without the inheritance of blood, it will be empty after all. ”

Brad looked up, looked directly at Malfoy's familiar face in the light, and asked in a deep voice, "For Gaia's sake, Mother Earth, we are friends, Malfoy."

Or if you have any problems, say it, and we will find a way to solve it together, and we will always find a solution. ”

Malfoy replied, "We are friends indeed, Brad.

If it weren't for my friends, your Bruce would be gone now, and I'd had the opportunity to do it a few times, but I still couldn't do it.

He just wants that child to take fewer detours in the future, and he doesn't need to be forced to choose between love and power in the future.

From this point on, he is also helping you to make the bloodline of the Wild Lion Family last longer. ”

"Who? Damn it, Malfoy!" Brad shouted, things more complicated than he thought, what he thought was just the hatred left over from the past, but it was mixed with more sinister political elements.

It didn't matter if he died, but he had to find out who the enemy really was, and for the sake of the Mad Lion family, and even more so his children, he couldn't let them face the enemy hidden in the shadows in a daze.

"Don't guess, old man.

I swore I wouldn't say it, but you just mistook me as a friend. ”

With that, Malfoy stood up and pulled a bottle from his bosom.

Seeing the cyan liquid in the translucent crystal bottle, Brad's expression finally changed, and he pounced on Malfoy like an old but still strong lion.

A pair of large hands gripped Malfoy's wrists like iron pincers, controlling him from pulling the cork.

Malfoy is also a veteran of the battlefield all his life, and may not be as brave as Brad the Lion, but he is by no means helpless, and the bottle is thrown to the hard floor during the struggle.

With a crisp sound, it split apart, and the cyan liquid inside quickly evaporated into the air.

The venom of the blue snake, one of the most poisonous poisons known in the world.

The scary thing about it is that it can quickly merge with air, and even a few milligrams of inhalation can trigger respiratory failure.

Moreover, there is no antidote.

The sound of the violent fight between the two alarmed old Durham outside the door, who had noticed Malfoy's strangeness in the past two days, and saw him follow him upstairs after Brad, and followed him quietly.

I guessed that the two might have an argument, but I didn't expect it to fight in the study, so I hurriedly pushed open the door and broke in.

At first glance, I saw the venom floating in the air like a cloud, and at the same time, Brad shouted hoarsely, "Get out, seal off the floor, and don't let anyone approach." ”

Old Durham reacted quickly, immediately covered his mouth and nose and retreated to the door, and blocked Old Barton, who had rushed to hear the news, in the corridor.

After a while, when old Duren, who had only inhaled a trace of poison from the center of the fight, began to feel a little dizzy and tight, the sound of the fight in the study finally disappeared.

When two hours later, when the temple medical priest had completely dispelled the poisonous mist, everyone saw Malfoy Sr. curled up on the floor, the bones of his arms twisted and deformed.

Brad, on the other hand, sat at the back of his desk, his waist straight, his eyes wide as if he had been sitting there for decades.

He still had a pen in his hand, and a few letters were written crookedly on the table, and the more he went to the back, the more scribbled they became.

Francis fell to one knee with mottled marks on his armor and the blood on his tomahawk in his hand not yet dry.

With Old Duren's proof, he immediately led people to take control of the barracks and blockade the camp of the Julu Division.

Unbeknownst to Perez, a dramatic change had taken place in the castle, the hasty rebellion did not cause much commotion, and only 1,000 of his own soldiers fought to the death, and then Francis cut off the only remaining arm with an axe.

But unfortunately, until he swallowed his breath, Perez did not confess anything of value, and he was foolish and loyal, and he only acted according to orders, and did not believe that his adoptive father had already given up on him until he died.

The dead Malfoy took all the secrets with him, and there was no clue as to who exactly directed the rebellion other than the few incomplete letters Brad left on the table at the end.

After a day and a night, Arthur collapsed to his knees as soon as he landed, knocking Philip out of the air.

Philip just rolled off his strength and rolled over and rushed towards the castle.

However, only greater bad news awaited him, and his grandmother Jane was finally unable to survive in the midst of great grief.

Struggled to lay down beside Brad with the help of the maid, his thin pale hand rubbing his husband's face a few times, and closing his eyes.

Before leaving, with a satisfied smile on her face, she was still the same graceful old woman.

Another day passed, and Matthew and Catherine returned to Gokan City.

Half a month later, the funeral was solemn, and the whole city mourned, saddening the loss of their second lord in a year.

And Philip stood in the middle of the crowd, watching his grandparents' bodies snuggled together turn into a handful of ashes in the flames, and there was no longer the joy and indifference of rebirth in his eyes, only coldness.

The old man who regarded him as a treasure in the palm of his hand, taught him, nurtured him, and loved him is gone.

I didn't even have time to take one last look, left a word of entrustment, and left suddenly.

Philip's eyes kept recreating the scene more than ten years ago, when he first saw this old man who was a little unsmiling, with a hint of consideration and pampering in his eyes.

Even if it was just his grandparents after he was reborn, there was one thing that was eternal and pure, and that was love.

From this day on, his beautiful boyhood came to an end, and he became the small group of people who held the real power in this world, found the black hand hidden behind the scenes, and took revenge, which will accompany him for the rest of his life.

Sophia and Afu wore black veils, holding his arms left and right, feeling his stiffness and the gloom that hung over them, and the worry in their eyes was solid.

Anna stood beside Catherine, remembering Jane's voice and smile when she was a guest, and wept sadly.

Only little Emma comforted her sister, and at the same time, she patted the back of her brother's hand as a little adult to show comfort.

As the most powerful lion family in the first half of the year, Brad's death is of far-reaching significance.

Even if Francis inherited his title and official position as the commander of the new generation of Marquis of the Wild Lion, it was still far from the prestige that Brad had operated in the southeastern part of the empire for decades.

Even if he and the two brothers Matthew helped each other in the two cities, even if Francis still guaranteed Philip's interests in the wild mountains on the southern border, it was different after all.

Regardless of whether they are informed or uninformed, concerned or gloating, they are all talking behind their backs, waiting to see whether new changes will take place in the situation in the southeast.