While Philip was thinking, a guard hurriedly walked in outside the door, and despite the fact that Philip was sitting here, he leaned into Abigail's ear and whispered.

I saw that Abigail's face was getting more and more ugly, just like a dark cloud before the rain, and even at the end of the day, there was a trace of pain.

Philip quietly glanced at Grace, looked at the Duchess, and then at the guard, and Grace, who had a tacit understanding with Philip, immediately understood, and left the hall of the lord under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

As the guards left, Abigail's hands were clenched tightly on the armrests of the rock throne, and his knuckles were a little white.

Abigail pursed his lips and pondered for a long time, as if he remembered that there was another person in the room, and said to Philip: "Your Excellency, I still have urgent documents to deal with, so I won't accompany you, and someone will discuss with you at the door at the station's station, so I won't send it!"

With that, Abigail walked to the back of the hall on his own, and Philip keenly saw that the lord, who had a strong appearance of composure, had a trembling hand.

Originally, I wanted to explore the reason, but unexpectedly, it brought more questions to myself, Philip walked out of the cold lord's hall, a cool air rushed from Philip's feet to his head, so that the sunlight sprinkled on him was not warm, and the strange feeling was like a chain tightly entwined.

When he was about to walk out of the door, Grace, who went to the "bathroom", returned to Lord Lobit, showed him a "reassuring look", and his soft little hand reached into Philip's big hand, and the Duchess of the Blood Clan was like a docile little wife.

When I walked out of the Lord's Palace. Mullen was already discussing something with a man who appeared to be an officer, and when Philip had arrived, Mullen came forward to report that the Guards were stationed outside the city, and it seemed that they could be placed in the opposite direction of the Akureyri barracks.

Sure enough, to be expected.

Philip prevented Mullen from arguing with the officers, and from a military point of view, the two armies camped in each other's horns would help each other, but Philip could not guarantee that Akureyri's soldiers would help him. Stationed next to them. I'm afraid that some vindictive people will deliberately harass and keep the Guards awake.

Besides, the lord and the army of Akureyri are strange and abnormal, and they obviously don't want Philip to find out the news.

"That's it. Mullen, you set up camp according to the officer's arrangement of a place for us. If there are no particularly dissatisfying factors, forget it. Grace and I walked around town for two laps and then went back. ”

"But, my lord, Akureyri is so messy now......"

Philip smiled nonchalantly: "Can you mess with me again, a great magician, and Grace, a duke-level bloodline?" In any case, we still have the ability to protect ourselves. ”

Bidding farewell to Maren, Philip took Grace and left along the walls of the Lord's Palace, perhaps because it was close to the Lord's Palace, and the mob still had a natural fear of the Lord's Mansion in their hearts, and almost no one dared to approach it.

Philip looked back and forth, and now they were far away from the gate of the Lord's Palace, and no one in front of or behind could see them.

The Duchess of the Blood Clan nodded to Philip and whispered, "This is it." ”

Removing the complicated and heavy women's long skirt on his body, his slender and toned long legs were wrapped in black tight leather pants that made it easy to move, outlining the curve of his streamlined legs, and his round and upturned buttocks looked like a peach, which made Philip want to pounce on it and take a bite. The close-fitting short vest makes Grace's upper body not a little more burdensome, but it just protects the woman's precious chest.

Wearing a mask, the duchess jumped lightly from the ground, like a rocket without a sound, and jumped onto the wall of the Lord's Mansion without using anything, and lowered her body, like a light cat, Grace looked at the interior of the Lord's Mansion for a while, and then turned over and jumped into it.

During the whole process, Grace didn't make a sound, the powerful duke-level blood clan not only has super physical fitness, she can jump directly on the wall of the lord's mansion, and her precise control ability also makes her not make a sound to attract the attention of the guards, if this stealth technique is applied to assassination, it is simply impossible to prevent.

This is just the performance of the Duke-level blood clan under the greatly weakened strength during the day, if it is night, wouldn't Grace be like a hanger?

Philip's emotion for his lover was not over, when he saw Grace leap straight out of the Lord's Mansion, light and graceful, as if gravity did not exist for her.

What's even more incredible is that Grace is so dexterous in the air, and carries a sack about the size of her in one hand.

With a "plop", the sack was thrown in front of Philip, and dimly it was still possible to see that there was a person inside.

"Is that the guard?"

"That's him, when he came out, followed him to a no-man's corner, knocked this guy unconscious, I didn't expect Akureyri's soldiers to be so weak, I was afraid that he would wake up when I went in, but I kicked him twice and didn't react at all. ”

Philip sweated, "You're not going to beat him to death, are you?"

"It's fine, I can feel his heart still beating, and the blood is still fresh. ”

A certain lord was even more speechless, picked up the sack on the ground, and left with Grace.

"Tell me honestly, every day when you are in bed with me, do you feel that my blood is fresh?"

"Uh...... Your blood is always fresh, and I haven't drunk it......"

The voices of men and women quickly disappeared into the alleys of the streets, and anyone who heard the conversation was all about blood would surely sigh at the heavy taste of the couple.

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"Whoa!" a basin of cold water poured down, and the guards tied to their chairs gradually woke up, there were wreckage everywhere, the roof was half collapsed, and the fire had burned the furniture to half charcoal and half wood, and it was clearly a house burned by the mob, glancing at Philip and Grace in front of them. He cried out in horror.

"Don't, don't kill me. ”

"Don't worry, as long as you cooperate obediently, we won't kill you. ”

A flame suddenly appeared in Philip's hand, lit a wooden stick, and then blew out the small flame, leaving behind charcoal that shimmered with sparks. Putting it in front of the guard, Philip smiled grimly, "Of course, if I ask a question you don't answer." I'm going to do something about it, too. ”

The guards stared at the bulging eyes. Looking at the burning wood getting closer and closer, he stammered: "You, do you know what I am, if I don't." It's gone. Your lord won't let you go. ”

The guards didn't seem to know Philip's true identity. No wonder he, Philip, was not present when he told Abigail that he was the Ombudsman. In his opinion, maybe Philip was the young man who had something to ask for from the lord.

Who told Philip to look too young?

"I don't know who you are," Philip shrugged, a fearless look on his delicate face, "but I think it's important for you to know who I am." ”

"Nourishing ......"

The smell of roasted meat filled the air, followed by a scream of pain.

"Ahh

The scorching charcoal stabbed on the guard's hand, sending out a faint green smoke, and his body trembled violently, but his hands and feet were all tied, and he could not move at all. Beads of sweat poured from the guard's face, dripping down his cheeks.

Taking away the sparkling charcoal, Philip casually performed a recovery technique, so that the wounds on the guard's hands healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally swollen blisters dissipated, and the wounds on the bones could be seen closing rapidly.

"If your answer doesn't satisfy me, I don't mind burning the rest of your parts next time, you know, I'm a magician, I can burn you and then recover, and then burn and recover, and I can go back and forth countless times until you have a nervous breakdown. Now, do you know who I am?"

Philip's words frightened the guards even more than the torture just now, just like the saying on Earth, "Death is not painful, what is painful is the process of waiting for death." Thinking that he would be tortured like a reincarnation, the guard's spirit finally collapsed.

"I, I know it, I'll say anything. ”

"Well, let's start with why your Akureyri army didn't suppress the mob, as far as I know, although your army has lost a lot in Lobit, but in the past year or so, there should be no less than two thousand soldiers, where have they gone?"

"Return, if you go back to your lordship, all the troops are in the barracks. It's not that we don't want to suppress the mob, but the lord doesn't allow us to go out, at most to monitor where there are more mobs, but the soldiers are not allowed to interfere. ”

What is Abigail doing? Is it self-destructing? The question has come to Philip's mind more than once.

"For what?"

"I don't know what to say. ”

Philip put the sparkling charcoal in front of the guard's eyes again, the scorching anger made him feel extremely frightened, his pupils shrank, and the guard said with a sad face: "My lord, I really don't know what to do!"

"Nourishing ......"

"Ahh

"Woo, my lord, I, I really don't know what to do! I'm just a little guard who gives orders!!"

The guards wept bitterly, looking miserable as if their father and mother had died.

"Looks like you really don't know what to do. ”

Philip said with a blank face, throwing down a recovery technique to heal the wound on the guard's thigh.

"Okay, so what did you say to Abigail today?"

"I told him that according to yesterday's surveillance, a total of 90 people died and 25 houses and shops were burned. ”

Ninety people, twenty houses, the absolute number is not very much, but this is a one-day loss, more than ten days have passed since the riot happened, and if it continues at this rate, Akureyri will be destroyed, and he is not heartbroken when he sees Abigail today, but why should he not send soldiers to suppress it? He obviously has this right.

Glancing at the trembling guard, Philip knew that he couldn't ask anything more, he was going to intimidate the guard again and leave with Grace, Lord Lobit was not afraid that this guy would report to Abigail, the guard's courage had been broken, as long as he was still afraid of death, he would definitely not say it.

"Well, do you know who knows Abigail's secret better," this sentence was routine, and Philip didn't expect to be able to know more information from this little soldier, but his answer was unexpected.

Perhaps seeing Philip flipping over and over with a stick of charcoal in his hand, and thinking that he was about to burn himself again, the guard hurriedly said: "I, I know that Susanna, the maid of the lord, seems to have won the trust of the lord, and she signed for many confidential letters on her behalf. Also, she seems to have been complaining a lot lately, so you might be able to start with her. ”

"Oh?" Philip was interested, but he didn't expect a hidden figure to appear, and it seemed that he could make good use of it, "Where can I find her?"

"She's usually in the lord's mansion, and I rarely see her except for delivering documents, but if the lord has a guest coming, she'll come out and pour water and deliver refreshments. ”

Philip touched his chin, it was an opportunity, but it was just for Abigail to be willingly entertained.

"Okay, do you have anything else to add?"

"No, no more......"

"That's good!"

As soon as Philip finished speaking, Grace appeared behind the guard and struck him in the neck with one hand, and the poor guard fainted again.

PS: The results are dismal, brothers and sisters, ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, Xiaoice it is not easy to write until now, and I hope you will help me a lot, thank you! (To be continued......)